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toot & puddle 🐷🐖 (2008-2011)
#toot and puddle#toot & puddle#nick jr#nickelodeon#noggin#2000s kids#2000s kid#90s kids#90s kid#2000s#2000score#2000s nostalgia#nostalgia#childhood nostalgia#nostalgia core#nostalgiacore#late 2000s#2000s childhood#childhood memories#childhood#childhood shows#childhood memory
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Holly Hobbie
Toot And Puddle: Let It Snow
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Merry Christmas 2022 (Part 1)
#mr men show#holly hobbie#toot and puddle#thomas and friends#theodore tugboat#the brave little toaster#christmas#homestar runner#annabelle's wish
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Great aunt toots lucky nut
#nut#luck#pig#Great aunt toots lucky nut#shitposting#if you know then you know#this is christmas#piggy lucky nut#lucky nut#piggy#toot and puddle#Toot & Puddle
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So ... Oh, Fine by luve (Lauren Henderson)
seriously. toot & puddle.
they live in woodcock pocket.
for the record, the books are gorgeous and fantastic. the show is adorable. but OH MY GOODNESS. oh you two.
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Toot & Puddle - Holly Hobbie
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Toot and Puddle from Toot & Puddle are Queer Platonic Partners.
Requested by @gxlacticbat
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Why aren’t people on this site more obsessed with Toot and Puddle. Theyre literally little pigs that live together and are best friends what more could you people want
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Here’s yet another list of miscellaneous children’s media to enjoy while you’re regressed or dreaming:
𐐪𐑂 Wow Wow Wubbzy
𐐪𐑂 I Spy
𐐪𐑂 Fifi and the Flowertots
𐐪𐑂 Bananas and Pyjamas (1992)
𐐪𐑂 Maisy Mouse
𐐪𐑂 Mofy
𐐪𐑂 Sherlock Hound
𐐪𐑂 Magic Adventures of Mumfie
𐐪𐑂 Toot and Puddle
𐐪𐑂 The World of Strawberry Shortcake (Miscellaneous Specials) (1980)
𐐪𐑂 Strawberry Shortcake’s Berry Bitty Adventures
𐐪𐑂 Raggedy Ann & Andy: A Musical Adventure
𐐪𐑂 The Last Unicorn
𐐪𐑂 One Stormy Night (English Sub)
𐐪𐑂 Super Mario Bros.: The Great Mission to Rescue Princess Peach! (English Sub)
𐐪𐑂 Ico, The Brave Little Horse (English Sub)
𐐪𐑂 Cinnamoroll the Movie (English Sub)
𐐪𐑂 Lamb Chop’s Play Along
𐐪𐑂 The Doodlebops
𐐪𐑂 Jack’s Big Music Show
𐐪𐑂 Between the Lions
𐐪𐑂 The Big Comfy Couch
𐐪𐑂 Fishtronaut
𐐪𐑂 Mega Minimals
𐐪𐑂 Bunnytown
𐐪𐑂 Fraggle Rock
𐐪𐑂 Wilbur
𐐪𐑂 Oobi
𐐪𐑂 It’s a Big Big World
𐐪𐑂 Pinky Dinky Do
𐐪𐑂 Polly Pocket
𐐪𐑂 Popples
𐐪𐑂 Pecola
𐐪𐑂 Boo!
𐐪𐑂 Rainbow Brite (1984)
𐐪𐑂 Moondreamers
𐐪𐑂 Muppet Babies (1984)
𐐪𐑂 Happy Monster Band
𐐪𐑂 Maya the Bee (1975)
𐐪𐑂 Count Duckula
𐐪𐑂 Sylvanian Families (1987)
𐐪𐑂 The Adventures of Teddy Ruxpin
𐐪𐑂 A Pup Named Scooby-Doo
𐐪𐑂 Madeline (1989)
𐐪𐑂 Postman Pat
𐐪𐑂 Rescue Heroes
Previous lists: x x x
#agere#sfw agere#age regression#agere resources#tw puppets#including a tw for a few entries since not everyone is fond of them
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You Decide
Platonic Jinx x Reader (gender neutral)
Warnings: none
Summary: Y/N is betrayed by someone close to them, but luckily Jinx is there to help
Word Count: 1k
A/N: This is more of a drabble cause it's short, but anyway. I'm hyperfixating on arcane, so any requests (or rants lol) just let me know!
Despite all the clouds, and the dark buildings surrounding you, it was a bright night, the city lights brightening the clouds... Or maybe that was just the lightning. It was as though the sky felt the same betrayal you did. Your anger. The thunder. Your tears. The rain. You fell to your knees, screaming pointlessly in pain. Punches landed on the pavement, and blood mixed with water on the cement. Tears mixed with rain, and emotions clouded your mind.
The voices were loud. Too loud. The storm over your head was nothing compared to the one in your mind. Echoes of the words spoken. Aches of the ones that were never said; and never would be.
You couldn't believe what had happened. The betrayal struck you like lightning; unexpected and full of electricity burning you to your core. Now you were bent over, crying, bleeding, howling. You knew the numbness would come later. The plastic band-aid would cover the dirty bullet hole as though it was a mere scrape; you'd tell yourself it happened to someone else. Not you. You cannot be hurt, you're strong. Well, this version of you. You'd tell yourself it didn't hurt. It didn't matter. And you'd change... but that would come later.
Now was the time for screaming into the sky, seeing blood, tinged red with rage, and blue, the colour water and the misery.
You sobbed, doubled over as though punched in the gut, heaving. The reflection of the broken person in the puddle was someone you didn't recognise. Someone you didn't acknowledge. The numbness was about to take over; and with it, your dark resolve, when the image in the puddle was shaken and replaced but the metal tip of a boot.
You looked up to see a familiar face; Jinx.
The girl bobbed down, and looked at you with wide, curious eyes, head tilted. You held eyes with her, unwavering, until your mouth betrayed you with a quivering lip. You looked away and a sob escaped you.
“She did it.”
The words were small as they came out, so quiet you could barely hear them yourself. Jinx's eyes flickered over you, down and back up, assessing. Then the stoic face cracked. Now was not the time for explosions and manic laughter; there was plenty of that today. Without thought, Jinx dived on you, knocking you harshly against the pavement in a brutal but well-meaning hug.
And you broke down.
It was too much. The betrayal. The hurt. Doing... well. Words couldn't even explain what they did. It hurt too much. You sobbed into Jinx's arms as she held you still, comforting you without knowing how. All she could do was cling on and mutter to herself.
“How dare she.” “We'll make them pay.” “I have just the thing for them, toots!” all came tumbling from Jinx's mouth. The last one caught your attention.
“Jinx. No.”
“But they hurt you. They're gonna pay.” you felt the hatred tinge her voice. “No one hurts you. 'cept maybe me. But you'd forgive me, right? You always do.” This time her tone was soft, fragile.
“'Course I'd forgive you. You never hurt me purposely, like I'd never hurt you knowingly.” you spoke gently, though confused as to how the conversation changed. But when Jinx spoke again you understood her point.
“Yeah. Sooo,”
“Just, just let me think before you go blow them up, kay?”
You looked into her eyes and saw she was fighting herself. But then she nodded. Jinx sat up so abruptly the air suddenly filling your lungs made you choke.
“C'mon, I didn't squeeze ya that hard.” The blue haired girl chuckled, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her head. “Grounded ya though, right?”
You realised you weren't numb anymore. You weren't spiralling. A half smile gave Jinx the answer she wanted. You sat up, pointlessly wiping a tear as the rain splashed around you.
“Can I- can I maybe stay wi-” you started to ask Jinx if you could stay with her that night. You both knew neither of you were safe to be left alone after the events that happened a mere half hour ago.
“I'm not leaving you.” Jinx stated fiercely, and you looked up at where she was standing. “I'm not like them. I'm not abandoning you. You're not alone.“You've got me! And all my friends!” Her eyes lit up as she tapped the gun strapped to her back, tone changing fast as always, only able to be serious a moment, but her care for you never changing.
It was chaotic, but what you needed to hear. That you're not alone.
But it wasn't enough.
“Yeah.”
You looked around the alley you were in, rain dripping from your hair down your face, dropping into your lap. You looked down.
“Jinx?” your voice was soft, timid. The weakness in it scared you, but you felt you had no strength left.
“What's up, toots?”
“I... uh... I dunno... Who...”
“Spit it out, we don't have all day.”
“Who am I without them?”
You weren't expecting the words to strike such a cord within Jinx, but for a moment the chaos of her stopped. She was just Jinx again, the loose cannon in the background. Your favourite Jinx.
Jinx's boots landed with a heavy thud as she walked slowly back over to you. As she knelt down, you saw a seriousness in her eyes that you'd never seen before. She brushed some damp hair back from your face, and lifted your head by your chin to meet her eyes.
“You decide.”
She stood up, and offered you her hand.
“You show 'em. Show 'em who you are, what you're capable of. That you're not their lil toy to be played.”
Jinx looked into the distance for a moment.
“We'll show them all.”
When Jinx looked back at you, memories staining her eyes, you knew what she meant. Who she was thinking of. You felt something in your heart change, and you took her hand and rose to your feet.
You'd had enough of being abandoned. Betrayed. Left out to cry in the rain. Left to die. You felt you'd always understood Silco and Jinx. But it wasn't til this moment that you really understood. And Jinx would be there to help you rummage around the wreckage to find the version of yourself you needed. Maybe you'd heal. But for now, you'd survive.
Taglist: @nyxthedestroyerofworlds @smiling-girl (idk if you wanna be tagged or not, but ily and you're my bestie so you get tagged away hehe) (same with you @charlie-rulerofhell) @fandomfoodiedancer
#arcane#arcane lol#arcane league of legends#jinx#jinx arcane#arcane jinx#jinx x reader#jinx arcane x reader#jinx x reader comfort
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toot and puddle by holly hobbie
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P.2 HH Lucifer-centric AU 8/?
STORY 1, PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11
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When Keekee suddenly showed up at the hotel without her dad, Charlie had a slight moment of panic. Thoughts of 'oh my god, did they kill him?', 'is he locked up in Heaven???', 'I knew I or someone should've went with him', and 'please don't be dead dad!' went through her head.
Thankfully the cat familiar took pity on her and relayed her master's message and whereabouts. It didn't really stop Charlie from worrying but it eased her just a little bit to know that her dad is safe back home.
Charlie: I should go to him, right? To make sure he's really fine?
Angel: Toots, I think short king just needs a little time to himself. Just cos he said you can go doesn't really mean you have to go now.
Vaggie: I hate to say it but I think Angel is kinda right, surprisingly.
Angel: Oh fuck ya! I can give sound advices too, yaknow.
A chuckle from Cherri Bomb is what started a whole roasting session that they will surely laugh about later.
Cherri Bomb: Pfft, sure.
Angel: I do!
Husk can't help but join in on the teasing too.
Husk: Angel, just give up. You're gonna give that Fizzarolli guy a run for his money telling those jokes.
Angel: Gasp! Huskie, you too?! Betrayed by my own boyfriend.
Husk: I'm not your boyfriend!
The blush on the bartender's face could rival Alastor's outfit's shade of red. It became redder when Nifty let out a sinister-like gremlin laugh that no one in the hotel would like to hear if they can help it.
Nifty: Hehehehe. Not yet~
Angel: Husk, baby, have you been talking to others about your feelings fo' wittle old meeee?
Husk: No!
They continue to bicker and Charlie can't help but look at them with adoration. All of them have come so far and she can confidently say that they have evolved into somewhat of a family unit. A bit dysfunctional but she won't have it any other way.
Vaggie: Why don't you let the man sleep for a bit.
Charlie: I just worry, Vaggie..
The soft look her girlfriend gave her would've melted Charlie into a lovesick puddle if she wasn't so preoccupied with her dad.
Vaggie: I know, babe.
Alastor: I do have to agree with them, dear.
The ex-exorcist yelped in surprise at Alastor's sudden presence beside them while Charlie had grown accustomed to the man's nasty habit of sneaking up on people. Maybe she should invest a bell for him. Hmm... She wonders if her dad can make Al wear one.
Vaggie: Jesus, Alastor!
Charlie: You too, Al?
Alastor: Why don't you join us for a meal first, hm? That should give your father enough time to rest. I seem to remember that it was your turn to set the table, isn't that right, Vagatha?
Vaggie grumbles something in Spanish that Charlie is sure is a curse word but doesn't argue anymore.
Vaggie: Everyone, dining hall. Now!
And just like that, everyone stopped talking and went straight to the kitchen, leaving just Keekee, Charlie, and Alastor in the lobby.
Charlie absentmindedly pets Keekee who climbed up in her arms while looking at her family fondly. She takes notice of Alastor next to her sporting the same look as hers.
She's glad that he's opening up bit by bit. She wonders if her dad had anything to do with that or if Alastor just learned to trust on his own.
Speaking of Al and her dad. That's a can of worms that she was, at first, afraid to open. She's happy for her dad, don't get her wrong, but there's still days where she misses her mom. Sometimes, if she's in a really bad place, she imagines her mom coming back and all three of them living happily ever after again.
With Alastor in the picture, she became a bit afraid. Of being replaced as the most important person in her dad's life or how her once dream happily ever after will never be reality, she doesn't know.
But seeing Alastor's genuinely care for her dad; never leaving his bedside after the Roo debacle, leaving Marigold's everywhere (how romantic is that, Vaggie!), and providing solace for her dad that she knows she can't always give. Those actions told her that maybe despite not getting her original happy ever after with her mom and dad, she can always dream of a new one.
There's something different about Alastor right now, though. He looks more stiff than usual but sagging at the same time. It could be also be worry but Charlie thinks she knows Alastor enough to tell that he's irritated. And he's definitely leaning into his cane more.
Alastor, probably feeling her stare, sighs.
Alastor: What is it, my dear?
Charlie at least had the decency to be flustered for staring.
Charlie: Sorry, Al. But um... are you okay?
Alastor: Whatever do you mean?
Charlie: It's just- you look, I don't know, irritated? Or like annoyed? I know I sound hypocritical but dad's gonna be alright.
Alastor: I appreciate the sentiment, Charlie, but I have full faith in your father. He is not the source of my... mood. Not directly, anyway.
He accidentally said the last part instead of just thinking about it but thankfully it was quiet enough that Charlie didn't caught it.
His answer just made Charlie more confused. Tilting her head, she looks at the radio demon quizzically.
Charlie: So you are in a mood?
Alastor: Nothing for you to be worried about, my dear! It might just be my cravings.
Charlie: For... human flesh?
He gives her one of his more sinister grins, the one she's seen when he's hungry for blood (and not the cannibal kind). He's just being silly, she thinks to herself. She made a note to ask her dad about partner choices later.
Alastor: Fried fish.
And with that, Alastor disappears into the kitchen. Keekee purrs in Charlie's hold as her eyes trail the retreating shadow.
Charlie: What a creepy guy, huh.
Her pet only meows in response.
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This wasn't how this chapter was supposed to end but I decided to cut it in half anyway.
Tomorrow is some meal moments and Charlie going to see her dad.
Don't worry, we'll get back to Luci in a bit!
#hazbin lucifer#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel lucifer#hazbin alastor#hazbin charlie#hazbin lilith#hazbin angel dust#hazbin husk#hazbin cherri bomb#hazbin sir pentious#hazbin emily#hazbin michael#hazbin hotel charlie#hazbin hotel alastor#hazbin hotel angel dust#hazbin vaggie#hazbin hotel vaggie#hazbin hotel husk#hazbin hotel niffty#hazbin hotel cherri bomb#hazbin hotel sir pentious#hazbin hotel emily#hazbin hotel michael#hazbin hotel lilith#hazbin hotel fic recs#hazbin hotel fic#hazbin hotel fanfic#hazbin fanfic#hazbin hotel fanfiction#hazbin hotel headcanon
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stashed as a useful item and languishing. cleanly bisected. decontextualized into a moeblob. heat emoji. the dichotomy of "true" permadeath versus metaprogression in game design.
i'm glad you were stashed before bisection. i don't want you wasting any more precious inventory space than necessary.
i imagine you asked me this with consideration to our conversations about F&H — i think those games are fascinating, but i'm not here to toot their horn.
it's not necessarily a self-defeating design choice, but the ugly truth is that meta-progression can really undermine a core gameplay loop beyond what it contributes. let's go with the modern classic example: Hades. love Hades. great game... that i lost my passion for the first time i beat Hades. don't get me wrong — i do enjoy much of the story content which comes after! but by that point? gameplay-wise, the game has more or less already played its hand: everything you earn from this point forward is direct vertical progression through countless more upgrades, and the game wants you to keep playing it for dozens more hours. i had other shit to do when it came out, so i pushed through, but by the Real End? hated that game. knew every enemy, hated every enemy. knew every stock line, hated every stock line. knew every weapon, hated every weapon.
this game, quite literally themed around determination and futility, becomes little more than a grind for you to play around in with increasingly arbitrary weapon variety and artificial challenges. the narrative is aware of this, sure: it makes some real fun jokes with it, but mostly runs out by the end of your "initial" follow-up runs. the narrative goes in interesting directions, even! i like the ways through which "beating" the game and beating it some more recontextualises key character dynamics! but it stops surprising you. the game becomes a sandbox action romp with pitiful enemy variety and puddle-deep action. it sucks — and it's still one of my favourite examples!
now, many games handle meta-progression through a less direct power curve — people call this "horizontal" progression as opposed to vertical. some of this can be fun! much of what The Binding of Isaac offers is variety in the ways of 1-3 item unlocks per run. some are very strong, some suck, and they all go into the random pool with everything else. this is cute! it doesn't dictate how you play the game. if you're going for completion in any version, you'll likely prioritise what you want to unlock and when, but these things are still bonuses. a new player never feels lacking for missing Tech.5 in the loot table, or Eden as a playable character. the game only gets more interesting the more stuff you unlock. it plays a perfectly fulfilling hand to start, and drip-feeds you fun little options which may completely transform your experience with the game by the time you're on your final run to complete it.
but Isaac also has road closures. if i recall, you have to "beat" Rebirth ~21 or more times to unlock enough of both main "routes" to get to their true final bosses. every run you play before then is artificially made incomplete, inferior, unfinished. once you get a grip on The Womb, this becomes utterly miserable, not helped at all by the fact both penultimate bosses are total letdowns and must be clobbered many times each. it also has unlocks for starting equipment, and these i take the most issue with. Isaac himself is probably the best character in the game with his complete kit, thanks to his ability to reroll item pedestals with his starting D6 — you don't get to play with that for hours and hours. even more egregious is Afterbirth's changes to The Lost: typical rules for them are that they cannot have health, and die whenever they take damage. there's a rare item, the holy mantle, which gives you One shield per room — this works on them! in Rebirth, The Lost is a bastard of a challenge character, and one which people often cheesed by rerolling for this and similar items to aid in longevity. come the DLC, though, and if you grind out at minimum 9 runs' worth of money without exploits to the donation machine at the end of the . the problem? no one wants to play The Lost at base anymore! it's an absurd handicap which can be circumvented only through significant grinding. and to make it even more egregious: you can't play as The Lost without holy mantle on that save anymore. that meta-progress is permanent, and it completely transforms the character into something extremely playable, undermining the (questionable) design of the original challenge. you can fuck these things up so badly.
and it goes beyond the rogue-whatever genre pit, too. one of my dear colleagues in pretension has been playing Helldivers 2 lately — he's pissed at it. despite that being a paid game, much of its content is tied to a free battle pass and overarching upgrade systems. the assault rifle you start off with is perfectly competitive, sure, but you're missing some bells and whistles, and more importantly, options, for an inordinately long time. if paced well, like in, say, TBoI, this kind of variety progression can feel satisfying — where it feels like a bonus or commemoration. here? it's a grind. you want some gun variety? well, it's inevitable — it's in here, and you've already paid for it. but you're going to have to play around with what we've given you for a while. and no, you can't nominate when you want to move forward. that's all been decided for you. but remember: it's an inevitability. just keep playing.
anyway, it took me a while but i just shared my hot take. meta-progression in single-player games is the lonely man's battle pass. we're all starved for trinkets we may only earn through menial labour. and nobody even thinks about it. send tweet.
for the coda: i feel your Fear & Hungers and Nethacks work so well at conveying a sense of rewarding progress because they tie your "meta-progression" to understanding game knowledge. this style isn't for everyone, as even in the best examples it is quite often tied to trial-and-error game design, but the joy of a thoughtful Tru Permadeath experience is that all progress you yourself make is something truly and undeniably earned. it is shockingly easy to undermine that.
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What could a crush or s/o do/be like to make the boys unable to stop themselves from kissing them right then and there?
For Sans, Bean, Syrup and Red uwu
Oh that’s so cute! I love that anon!
Warning: s/o punches a guy
Bean: HT Papyrus
Syrup: US Papyrus
Red: UF
If you like what you read, please consider dropping a comment.
Let’s cast some magic and see what we’ll get!✨✨
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Sans: You are spouting witty remarks and knowledge, and Sans finds himself almost leaning on the table with his entire weight, elbows placed on the table. There are practically hearts in his sockets as he listens to you talk, cheek bones resting on his metacarpals. His smile has turned dopey a while ago. And oh stars, you’re talking so smartly and it does things to Sans. You created these fluttery warm feelings inside his soul, yet he doesn’t want it to ever stop. Sans finds himself zoning in on your lips as you talk at some point. He’s enthralled as he watches how your lips form words, not hearing you anymore this skeleton has become a puddle in-front of you.
Help this poor man he’s so screwed.
You’ll get the same reaction when you wear clothes that reveal your thighs. Sans can’t keep his hands to himself he gotta touch you, he gotta feel your skin underneath his phalanges. You just draw him in and he can’t stop the white pinpricks forming into hearts as he leans in.
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Bean: You don’t have to do anything special to get such a reaction from him. You could just be helping him cook dinner while standing next to him in his spare apron. The fabric folded once because it was too big on you. Or you could be massaging his shoulders and upper back since it hurts quite often. Either way…your doing something very domestic with him and Bean can’t help but feel a soft warmth manifest from his soul and spread through his entire body. Reaching from the top of his skull, going all the way down to the tips of his toes. His soul is singing out to you.
Bean’s phalanges twitch as he watches you, filled with the urge to hold you so close to his chest. He wants you to hear the song his soul is humming for you.
Do you hear it?
It has never made such a melody before…you do this to him.
Will you be able to face the repercussions?
As Bean holds your chin between two phalanges, he leans ever closer to your face. To your lips. His eyesockets are lidded filled with a softness you can’t describe. The next action puts firework to shame.
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Syrup: He had just made you laugh real bad. You’re wheezing, snorting, oinking, tooting, whatever your doing you stunned him into silence and awe. Syrup has completely forgotten why you’re even laughing in the first place.
Had he made a joke?
Did he stumble and trip?
It doesn’t really matter. Because you’re laughing and it’s all Syrup’s mind can register, and all he can focus on.
There are tears in your eyes, and Syrup can’t stop his hand from reaching out and wiping the tears away. There’s just one sentence filling his mind: “i’m really screwed…ain’t i..?” But it doesn’t bother him. Not at all. He welcomes the feeling, embraces it and cherishes it close to his soul.
He never wants to let you go again.
The hand he used to wipe away the tears is now cupping your cheek. You look up, cheeks heating up from the way Syrup looks at you.
His eyelights gaze upon you and its as if you’re his entire world. As if the most precious thing that ever graced the earth was standing in front of him only for him to see. His gaze is so dazed, so warm. Syrup doesn’t show such an unguarded expression around just anyone. You can’t help but feel special.
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Red: The two of you went for dinner at grillbys, having fun; enjoying good food and appreciating each other’s company. That is till some douch bags decided to show up and started calling Red names. The names itself didn’t bother him, not at all. It was that you were there to witness such distasteful shit.
That was what bothered him.
But then; they said a specific crude word “freakshow” or something like that - Red wasn’t really paying attention to what they were saying. That ticked you off. You rose to your feet and marched towards the guy who made the comment. Now Red had no idea what you were going to do, but one look at your face, he could make a guess. And ho boy, did he guess right. Before he could even utter a “babe” you sucker-punched the guy in the face, and as the guy’s face greeted the floor one thought entered Red’s mind.
Holy fucking shit! That was hot….You were so fucking hot!
Red gulped audibly - but not in fear - soul creating a strong thump against his chest. He hooked a phalange at the collar of his shirt before pulling it slightly. Red’s eyelights turned into hearts as every bone in his body urged him to get up and take your far away from this place. Pinning you against the nearest surface and touch every inch of available skin…kiss every bare spot on your body.
And that’s exactly what he does. Red moves before any else can, grabbing your hand he pulls you against him before shortcutting away. He doesn’t know where he takes you, all he can focus on is you. You, you, you, you.
You stood up for his ass. And he wants to thank you properly.
Red presses you gently against the wall, sockets were lidded while he looks at you with eyelights still formed into hearts. The only words he can push past his teeth is a dazedly growl of “marry me.”
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Than you for participating in this spell, I hope it was to your satisfaction!
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How they react if they fart around you 2
Part 1
Osamu: he lifts his leg to fart, usually on his brother. Did it once to you out of habit, and like wanted to melt into a puddle. You thought it was funny.
Ushijima: one loud fart. Doesn't necessarily stink, but startles everyone. He's just like -_- my apologies.
Tendou: honestly, just has little toots. And they're so cute, and you both just giggle.
Aone: farts at night. Is super embarrassed, but like they don't smell?? So you just give him kisses
Futakuchi: stink. And he usually tries to get to the bathroom but on the occasion he can't he gets embarrassed bc you tease and pretend you can't breathe.
Goshiki: consecutive toots and his face is red the entire time.
Yaku: silent and deadly. Doesn't say anything either. Let's everyone pin on someone else.
Ennoshita: super respectful, and like only toots in the bathroom.
Tsukishima: refuses to fart in front of anyone. Would rather die
Lev: farts in the tub and laughs at the bubbles. Like a three year old.
Kunimi: sits right on you and farts. Snickers to himself about it too.
Kindaichi: elegantly farts and excuses himself with red ears.
Aran: bends over and farts. Is embarrassed but doesn't let it show. Excuses himself and continues.
Ukai: farts without embarrassment, only in your house. Says excuse me and moves on.
Suna: he squats in front of you and let's one rip. No shame. Laughs in your face as you sputter.
Asahi: sits down one slips out. Wants to ascend at the very moment, a juicy sounding one too. You laugh and tell him it's fine.
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toots [part 2] | genshin characters [crack headcanons]
characters: bennett, fischl, venti, raiden ei, dainsleif, scaramouche, kamisato ayaka
genre: crack/fluff/humour (sfw), headcanons
tw: the entirety of this is purely fart humour lol, mild references to shit
part 1 available here .
bennett ✰
i have 2nd hand embarrassment
his farts r an earthquake
like a richter scale would be off charts
gift him a pack of diapers
pls i’m begging
on a lucky day he gets caught for farting
but doesn’t shit himself
smells like eggs + salmonella
no but do u guys know how bad egg farts are
like how much they stink???
bennett’s farts sound like eggs boiling in a shell.
fischl ✰
farts in soprano
talks over her fart to cover it up
“why yes, it was the divine flatulence of prinzessin der verurteilung. one shall experience such satisfaction & serendipity aft a SPLENDID BANQUET TO BE FEASTED UPON WITH THE MOST EXQUISITE members of court.”
yells to suppress the volume
oz’s last words: mein frauline… *tanjiro disgusted face*
no but it’s like gacha
sometimes her farts are loud
but sometimes they are quiet
or they stink like a mf—
either way she will over explain & complicate her reason to fart or wtv
venti ✰
… there’s a reason why dvalin beefs w venti
barsibatos more like barsiba-no
he’s drunk most of the time
so his farts gotta be nasty
poor diluc probably hates his job
as a god, he could renew his organs anw
no big deal am i right?
but his farts smell like he held them since the archon war
i’d rather throw myself off the cathedral than to smell venti’s silent wind breakers
probably would use his anemo power to prank others
smell a sudden whiff of diffusion? he blew it to u.
raiden ei ✰
bro i’m laughing my ass off over this
she is so used to farting w every yoga pose in her euthymia
plus no one heard her farts for centuries
the puppet shogun was not programmed to fart anw
ei … oh ei…
her diet consists of junk food & desserts so it’s inevitably horrendous
no pun but her farts would be thunderously loud
plus it can go on for so long bruh
even yae miko would turn to her like
‘this mf hitting the third gear’
dainsleif ✰
his pants r so tight, i just know that the gas particles r suffocating
like father free me pls… *chokes*
doesn’t seem smelly tho
just kinda high pitched
idk his farts seem cowardly to me
like they are too afraid of ripping a hole in his tight ass pants
if he wiggled his ass, his pants would rip & then his farts would be unleashed
like an abyssal roar
BAAAAADDOOOOMMMM PROOOOOOOTTTTT PRAAAATTATATATATAT PREEEEEEET BOOOOM PRAAAAAATT POOOOTTTOTOTOTOOTT PRETRETRETE PREEETTT
probably why those husks couldn’t forget dainsleif
like if u heard *that*, i don’t think u would either…
scaramouche ✰
oh god lol
it smells like pencil shavings & taco bell
a puppet has to clean its system ok
no but srsly what was ei thinking
considered to use his fart as a medieval torture device ONCE
then figured it would be too embarrassing if the culprit lived
instead he farts leisurely in his own room
kinda short & snappy like his temper
some what high pitched & airy farts
ayaka ✰
good lord she is good at holding her farts
but when she goes back to the kamisato estate
thoma secretly wishes to quit his job
loud whirling farts echoing down the hallway from the bathroom
everyone would suspect it’s ayato
until some uwu chick comes out like “delighted to make ur acquaintance”
nah man u gotta run
if only her farts smell like sakura petals
but they smell like powdered collagen induced mala hotpot
ok but if she was desperate to fart in public, she would hide in a cryo sprint
so the floor would be a wet puddle of ice and a slight bubble cracking the surface
it probably sounds crunchy
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