I just realized you call Raph and Leo the bubs I adore that!!! Well, I adore all your art and all the lil sketches, but that lil fact just tickles me!!! Hope you're doing well, and if not, I'll fight what ails ya ~-- --- .-. ... . / .- -. --- -.
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Aaaawwweee! You noticed that aaaaahhh!! Yeah, yes, they are officially 'the bubs' in my sketchbook, affectionately, of course ☺️
Thank you so so much gah! I always enjoy our little interactions fr they make my day 🙌✨ I am doing well, yes, but thank you as always for your kind words and bringing a smile to my face :)
Here's a quick doodle of the bubs, just for you:
I hope you are doing well, my dear morse anon. Until next time! 🤗✨
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hold on i need to synthesize a thought:
stalker! boothill. as a galaxy ranger, he's no stranger to wrangling his targets, and you're definitely not an exception. but he's willing to bide his time, waiting for the perfect opportunity to pounce. it just so happens that you came home from work in the dead of the night, so tired from today's events that you forget to properly shut the front door- and boothill takes it as an invitation! sure, he could have just as easily broken the door down, but he's willing to wait until you were perfect for the taking.
and take boothill did, tying you up with rope and tearing off that dingy uniform of yours- he's made decent scratch in his time, so he's be happy to buy you a new uniform later! for now, he just wants to appreciate you being oh so compliant with him. meanwhile, you're delirious from the lack of rest, and very horny, so your exhausted mind comes to the conclusion that you're having a wet dream right now
it isn't until you wake up in the morning with sore legs, your pussy wet and full of cum, and one very cuddly cowboy did you realize that perhaps your wet dream was realer than you thought. (you gave him a headbutt when you saw your tattered uniform, but he just grinned and started teasing you again- still bound by rope. you decide to call in sick for the day and attend to your stalker/bf)
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GRRRRR I LOVE HOW I STARTED A STALKER AWAKENING IN YOU GUYS 🤭 FIRST IT WAS THE ANIMAL HYBRIDS, NOW THIS 🤪
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I'm really happy you like my take on people pleasing reader ( ≧∀≦)ノ♡
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Expanding on the reader a little more is that I believe that there would be a lot of conflicting feelings toward the chain.
Like — the reader would eventually develop genuine affection for the chain because they're very charming people. Not to mention near death experiences bring people together. <333
Now, even with their affection, the fear of abandonment would always linger in the back of their mind. The chain is all they have to rely on in this new world. If they're discarded, who else could they turn to? Where else would stay? There isn't a guarantee that they could even return home.
Hyrule would be their potential resting place for the rest of their days. If they even live that long...
The situation — terrifying. Your entire life became shambles in a matter of minutes. And all you could do was hope for the best?
And with the chain, they were never obligated to take in the reader. It was a choice they made. And nothing could prevent these heroes from making a completely different choice.
Regardless, the reader is completely dependent on these men — and the reader is completely aware of this.
No matter how long they've been traveling together or how much they bond with one another, I think their paranoia would always outweigh anything else.
They love these people immensely, but they will never fully trust these people.
And that's something devastating for both sides to deal with.
oh anon the amount of angst you've added to this is just delicious, because you're so right about it all - as much as both sides really do care for each other there's always that underlying whisper of untrust and caution and I love it.
there are so many ways that it could be taken and how the different members would react that makes it such an interesting concept especially if the tables somehow managed to turn somehow because some of them might try to work on that untrust while others might use it to their advantage
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i'm totally projecting, but eddie's the type who's always encouraging people to try things and not give up immediately but also he cries when he does something for the first time and isn't good. like, he's so frustrated and angry and embarrassed for crying over something stupid but that's life. because that boy is the biggest crier and he hates it. that's why he's mostly sticking to hobbies he's had for ages so he knows he's good at them, it's safe and comforting to be /good/ at something (especially if we think he's autistic and he absolutely is, then it fits even better. again, totally projecting.)
steve comes from work to find eddie sobbing over a failed crochet project. it takes him almost thirty minutes to calm down and he throws out the wool and needle and only when they're in bed he admits quietly that he wanted to make steve a sweater in his favorite color bc the old one was starting to wear a bit thin, so naturally, when eddie's asleep, steve starts crying too. the wool's magically out of the bin, with a note saying something along the lines of 'it's okay if you're don't succeed the first time- i tried to ask you out eight times before i actually did, love you x' and shit, eddie's tearing up again but for an entirely different reason
Anon…anon how dare you do this to me?! THAT LAST LINE!!! EIGHT TIMES!!!
What if when Steve comes home he finds Eddie on the couch with the wool in his lap trying again. Has been trying all afternoon, frustrated tears almost spilling out of his eyes but looks up and meets Steve’s gaze. With a big sniff Eddie keeps the eye contact ‘eight times?’ And Steve? Steve comes over on his way to the kitchen and kisses the top of Eddie’s head ‘eight times.’
The sweater never gets finished, the wool is unruly and actually runs out before he can finish. But instead the pair of them get the phrase that means so much more. They can see each other struggling with some thing or trying something new or even just wanting to say how much they feel for each other. It’s all contained in ‘eight times’ and a smile
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Hello I've been sending you a few asks recently so I've decided to be 🎄 anon 🙂
Anyway I was thinking about how Matty would be when teacher is pregnant. Obviously she works full time so he probably can't keep an eye on her as much as he'd like to, and I bet in those early months she comes home from work absolutely exhausted and just wants to lie on the sofa all the time 😴😴
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hi!!! thank you so much for sending asks, 🎄 is yours now!! :))))
as soon as matty finds out you're pregnant, he is treating you like you're made of glass. if you want absolutely anything, he's getting it for you.
"matty. I can get my own cup of tea!! the baby is only the size of a pea right now, I am still allowed to do things, " you say as matty takes the kettle out of your hand and ushers you back to the sofa.
"Ah ah ah. they might be the size of a pea, but they're our pea, and you need to relax and keep them safe. just sit and let me take care of you both sweetheart, it's my job as dad anyway"
I think that you get pretty bad morning sickness the first trimester, and matty fucking hates it. he always sits with you, rubs your back and holds your hair. he makes you herbal tea to try and settle your stomach but nothing works. its just something that happens, but he can't help but feel so awful for you, and kind of guilty it's his baby causing all the sickness.
I imagine he talks to the bump about it after one particularly bad morning, "Hey, little pea, can you please stop making your mum so sick? she's just trying to keep you growing, and it's very difficult when she can't keep anything down. " You laugh at him and stroke his hair.
"matty I don't think they get to choose if I'm sick or not" you giggle as he rests his head next to your bump and continues to try and convince your baby to stop making you sick.
if you have a craving, he's getting it. the first few months all you wanted was crackers, they were all you could stomach so you just ate them endlessly. within a week of you telling matty, he had organised a massive shipment to be delivered to the house, "so you can always have something to eat my love"
you're definitely right with being exhausted in those first few months too, working with kids all day is already tiring - let alone when you're growing a baby at the same time.
I can see you getting home and immediately passing out on the sofa, just fucking knackered 24/7. matty catches on soon enough and starts setting up blankets and pillows for you. basically creating a cocoon for you to rest in.
the fact that he can't follow you around all the time and make sure you're okay is killing him, so he'll do whatever he can.
so if he can't wrap you in cotton wool for 9 months, he'll just wrap you in blankets when you need a nap instead.
he sleeps with you when you ask, spooning you and holding your bump. even when there isn't really a bump yet.
"matty, why are you holding my stomach?" You groggily ask as he lies behind you.
"I wanna hold them!" he defends, rubbing his hands over your non-existent bump.
"There's nothing there yet. They are barely a baby at this point," you say with a smile on your face. his love for this baby was the only thing getting you through these early months, obviously you were over the moon to be pregnant but fucking hell it was hard.
"they're still in there. They've got to get to know their dad early"
Annie also joins you for a nap sometimes. She is normally full of energy after school, but every once in a while, she comes home with heavy eyes and is clearly exhausted.
Annie sees you lie down and comes up to the sofa, gently patting your shoulder to get your attention.
you open your eyes and softly smile at her, "You okay, sweet girl?" You say with a yawn, Annie rubs at her eyes with closed fists and nods slowly.
"Can I cuddle with you y/n? I don't have a baby in my tummy, but I'm really sleepy too, " Annie says shyly, fiddling with the corner of the blanket matty had draped over you.
you pull back the blanket and shuffle back on the sofa, patting the spot in front of you and saying, "Of course angel, jump up and cuddle with me. it would make me feel so much better"
Annie grins and slides into the spot you created for her, and you wrap her up in your arms, tossing the blanket over the two of you.
quickly, you both fall asleep. Soft snores from Annie caught mattys attention as he came in from the kitchen.
walking in and seeing you and annie curled up together, and knowing you were also pregnant was something he would never forget. this was his dream for so many years, and it's finally real and happening. the years of delusions had paid off. his little family was growing, and saying he was giddy was an understatement.
his daughter was always the most important thing in his life, and now he has 3 people that he would die for.
he never thought he'd get a chance at this again. he thought that once he decided to be a dad, that was it for him. no more grand romances, no more falling in love. it was just him and annie, and he was okay with that.
but when he met you, it all changed. he used to dream of you just talking to him, giving him any sort of attention. he could have never imagined that one day you would be dating him, pregnant with his child and be completely in love with his daughter.
he takes a photo of you and sets it as his background, and it stays that way until 9 months later. it finally changed when he snaps the first picture of the 3 of you in the hospital bed, with Annie's new baby brother in her arms and you watching over them with a soft smile on your face.
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