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nothomegal · 4 months

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Okey, it's me again. And again, I have a question: many authors have a headline saying that RZ Michael has a sweet tooth (and especially loves chocolate). Well... Me too... And now I'm wondering what it's like when there are two sweet tooths in the same house: one is a very tall and muscular man, and the second is almost shoulder-high with a slightly plump girl... Is it just me, or is Michael one of those people who would rather eat everything himself than share it?

Oh, another interesting topic I see.

Well. Indeed Mikey likes sweets but I think it all depends on what stage of trust and/or relationship you're both in that determins how selfish he is.

Allow me to elaborate with some headcanons if you don't mind! (couldn't figure out any doodle sorry :( )

If you never met Michael before (in childhood/sanatorium) then buckle up because to get this man's trust will require a lot of time, steel nerves and patience! (though if he didn't kill you right away, it means there's something special in you. So congrats for this lil' headstart!)

I believe that your unusual relationship (romanting/platonic) officially began the night he broke into your home.

As expected, the first days were hella awkward and uncomfortable. Michael would keep an eye on you almost 24/7.

He probably stalked you before so he knows where you hide all the sweet treats. And depending on what mood he is, they all could dissappear the next morning he broke in.

After knowing for sure you won't rat him out... Well, you'll have to make an almost daily trip to the store if you want to have anything sweet, because with that goliath in your house no treat lasts long enough for you to enjoy it.

Don't try to hide any from him, he will find it and will take it all right under your nose if you get upset or say anything. At this point Michael is like that bratty older brother that takes stuff away from you, testing your patience and just wanting a reaction for you.

If you ask nicely though, he may leave some for you. May.

Not everything is so bad though. If you're having a particulary crappy day you'll be surprised by your most favorite sweets just tossed next to you.

Eventually, when you two are somehow comfortable around each other and have mutual respect for boundaries, then your portion of sweets will be somewhat safe.

Key word somewhat, because sometimes Mikey will steal an extra chocolate bar of yours. (He'll make up for it, maybe gift you a mask or a pretty thing he got from a victim.)

Speaking of victims. In case he found something sweet durning his hunt and already has trust with you, you'll have a very nice surprise when you wake up and see some goodies next to you. (Don't comment, just thank him for it and you'll get more the next time you wake up.)

In conclussion, at first Michael will be kinda mean and take away your portion (maybe even tease you by holding it over your head and silently daring you to reach it) but as soon as some trust is build he'll be more respectfull and even share (though he keeps the bigger part, but you don't have to know that...)

Oh and as an extra fact. If you have the last chocolate bar, then Mikey will proceed to stare at you like a dog staring at its owner's food. This is a small but crucial moment because it will determine the rest of the week (choose wisely, you don't want to have the infamous Michael Myers be petty for the rest of the week.)

#nothomegal fic #nothomegal ask reply #nothomegal headcanon #michael myers #rz michael myers #rz michael myers x reader #michael myers x reader

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kindaasrikal · 6 months

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I have multiple Morro AUs that i have half completed fics of, (i have a word document of around 21k words that contains multiple incomplete fics) and i only have two pieces of art for two of them that are legit just doodles

Anyways, COFFEE SHOP AU OMGOMG (EDIT: HOW DID NONE OF YOU TELL ME I MISSPELT COFFEE??)

I had an idea that in this AU, he accidentally gets resurrected during the merge and the ninja come across him one day just casually working in a coffee shop. They first think this is just some weird form of manipulation, before realising that no, the idiot bonked his head on his way down to ninjago and lost his memories. Yippie. (Also he still has control over the wind its just locked away rn because of the memory loss) (the wind element stayed with him for decades after death, i refuse to believe it just left after the merge so he and Euphrasia pretty much have a Kai and Wyldfire situation in this AU) so they just decide on their time off to go mess with the amnesiac Morro, who goes by Mo. Also he has a burn scar on his face that isnt rlly fully a burn scar and is kinda rlly just a weird version of his ghost eye markings.

(Also pls ignore my bad hand writing i did my best) (and the crappy watermark i realised i didnt put one on after i saved it and just decided to write it on with my thumb)

RESURRECTED MORRO AU, legit nothing special i just accidentally drew him with cute hair and alive and did this, ALSO THIS IS NOTTTT GRNWIND EW PLS, its strictly platonic i imagine them having a very sarcastic relationship, also his skin looks a lot paler cause in this he just got resurrected and is not the perfect example of health rn.

I also rlly wanted to see him with pink accessories and looking like a loser because he deserves to look like a normal teen

#morro ninjago #ninjago morro #morro wu #morrotober #except late #morro #ninjago #fanart #ninjago fanart #lego emo

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unstableplague · 7 months

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LOVING your scout thoughts. Tell me more im sitting and listening and kicking my legs back and forth and giggling like I'm on the phone

BRO SHDHSGSHfaHWGSGS FOAMING AT THE MOUTH

Okay okAY I have like so many headcanons for Jeremy Scout and like my own interpretation of the other scout I couLD GO ON FOR DAYS

Anyway!!! Dynamics!! ‘M gonna talk about that and just,,, stuff about scout I like and headcanon,,,

- scout is a lot smarter than people give him credit for and I will fist fight anyone about that. he is smart intelligence wise and emotional wise.

- I see a lot of scout having ADHD; which I believe 100%, but I do believe he is also autistic. I don’t see a lot of people bringing up that idea, but as a person with autism, he just gives off the vibe.

- also scout slurs his words together because he talks too fast. everything he does is fast. so sometimes he needs to be reminded to slow down a little.

- I love love love the idea of scout and pyro being bffs, and not like the same way scout is bffs with sniper. I mean like in the sense they kinda get each other without really getting each other. They’re both underestimated and perceived as less than their worth (both being babied and seen as dumber than they are at times)

- they are both childish but not children! they can color together and make comics together and scout will collect rare plushies to trade with pyro because they cAN HAVE INTERESTS THAT ARE DEEMED CHILDISH WITHOUT BEING CHILDREN

- and I don’t care what anyone says!! pyro and scout hold hands and scout does not mind because it helps pyro keep themself grounded!!!

- pyro and scout will go to one another if the other can’t sleep and they’ll just watch crappy movies and giggle and half the time they don’t even talk they just enjoy each others presence

- scout and sniper are the friends that one talks and one listens. they are best friends in the sense I think scout treats sniper like how he treats his brothers

- scout will just gangle himself around this jungle gym of a man because it is fun and there is a primal urge to climb anything tall. sniper is desensitized to it and will just let scout do whatever.

- like sniper is the friend that scout feels comfortable enough to let out all his stims and stuff around. he could just doodle on sniper, fiddle with his fingers, yank his hair, touch his face, bite his hand, and sniper will just allow it because he knows scout doesn’t even really think about doing it, it just happens. he won’t tell scout to lower his voice or slow down, he just lets him go wild, y’know?

- scout and soldier are two of my most favorite characters and they are both so so loving and I need more people to realize this!!!!!!

- I saw this headcanon (I forget by who) that scout got his dog tags from soldier and it is like my favorite things.

- scout and soldier, I don’t see their relationship as brotherly but more like closer than friends, they have a kinship that can’t be explained by words. like they’re good friends where it’s almost brotherly almost mentor-y, but it’s not.

- I think scout looks up to Soldier while also thinking he’s an utter buffoon. Like he thinks Solly is so cool and so amazing but he’d never say that, cause Solly is insane and oblivious to a degree. Despite this, both Solly and scout are so emotional in their own ways and I think that’s something they have in common. They’re both intelligent but not in ways that is conventional.

- also of course they both beat each other up but I think it’s more of like just a thing they do. Solly going after scout i could see as a form of “cuteness aggression”, in the sense that he cares about this silly guy so much he doesn’t know how to handle it.

- I think Soldier just picks up scout in a fireman carry just because he can and then scout tries and fails and Soldier just keeps encouraging him

- I don’t care what anyone says; Soldier is scout’s number one supporter even if he sounds aggressive in his positivity

- “KEEP IT UP MAGGOT!!! I BELIEVE IN YOU!! LETS GO TWINKLE TOES!! ONE TWO ONE TWO!!”

- I could go on about these two for days they are such goobers

- MEDIC AND SCOUT IS JUST A SILLY DYNAMIC AND I LOVE IT

- they’re both silly guys and both have weird fascinations with pain. the guy who wants to explore it in a sense of science and the guy who doesn’t think twice about it before charging headfirst into it. they’re besties.

- “medic finds scout annoying” “scout finds medic scary” NO!!! THEY’RE BESTIES. medic adores scout since he’s the one constantly volunteering to be first for the experiments!! heavy is the first volunteer? NO ITS SCOUT!! Scout volunteers for all the experiments!! Helpful and just for fun ones!! and he’s in perfect shape and age, so why wouldn’t medic deem him as the perfect test subject???

- both medic and scout have a flare for dramatics and absolutely adore rambling. you cannot tell me they wouldn’t talk all the time. scout will pace around the lab as medic does work and just ramble about his day, his thoughts, any ideas for experiments he has that he thinks Doc could pull off.

- I can see both scout and medic as the type of people who just cannot sit or stand still for more than a few minutes. Medic can handle it better, but even he gets restless being still.

- I love both the interpretations that medic loves touch and the interpretation that he hates touch. I see it more as medic adores touch in the sense that he must be the one to initiate it or on certain days he feels more touch adverse. With this in mind I believe that scout is very similar in the sense he loves touch but also can really hate it other times. So I like to imagine that they just y’know poke at one another :)

- I like the idea of them being bros that acknowledge their equal desire for comfort from touch but also the occasional adversity of it. So I think they’d do like platonic cuddling and stuff just because

I WILL DO THE OTHERS AND THEIR DYNAMICS WITH SCOUT IN THE NEZT POST BUT I MUST EAT

#tf2 #team fortress two #scout tf2

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ro-is-struggling · 2 years

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Road trip

Pairings: platonic!Bucky Barnes x Reader, platonic!Steve Rogers x Reader, platonic!Sam Wilson x Reader (i think this is gender neutral but if it isn't please let me know so I can fix it)

Summary: you annoy the shit out of Steve, Sam and Bucky— especially Bucky—during a long road trip.

Warnings: crack fic, humor, sharing beds, kinda fluffy

English is not my first language

Word count: 3400+

Notes: I don't know what this is. I had this stupid idea after watching civil war again because that tiny car with two super soldiers in it it's so funny to me. I'm sorry if it's sucks, I have a shitty sense of humor

Being on the run wasn't as cool as it sounded. The movies always made it out to be this grand adventure in search of truth and justice where the stakes were always high. But in reality being on the run involved crappy motels in the middle of nowhere and hours of driving through back roads. There was nothing glorious or epic about it, it was just boring. Especially when you spent days trapped in the world's smallest car with two super soldiers.

Steve, Bucky, Sam and you had left the motel where you had spent the night first thing in the morning, hoping that would give you a head start. The plan was to get to the next stop before dark, but fate had not been on your side. Now it was almost dark and you still had a long journey ahead of you, having to drive through the middle of nowhere. Literally. You were so far away from any trace of civilization that you weren't even able to pick up any radio signal, so the car was plunged into the deepest of silences. The only noise you could hear was coming from the old engine, which was threatening to break down and leave you stranded there with every rumble it made.

At least that was until you proposed that you play some road game to pass the time. The guys weren't very enthusiastic, but you insisted so much that they ended up agreeing. They knew that entertaining you for a while would be better than having to put up with your boredom.

"We've been trying to guess what it is that you saw for over 15 minutes, why don't you just tell us?" Bucky spoke with annoyance beside you, tired of playing 'I spy with my little eye'. He felt like he was trapped in the car with a five year old and honestly didn't know how much longer he could put up with you.

"But that's not fun! You're supposed to guess!" you complained pouting.

"We give up," Steve said from the driver's seat, your eyes meeting momentarily in the rearview mirror.

"Fine! It was the doodles I made on Bucky's arm while he slept," you admitted with a grin as you watched Bucky's expression change upon discovering the doodles on his arm.

"How were we supposed to see that?" Sam complained from the passenger seat, interrupting Bucky before he could let out any curses in your direction.

"Okay fine, you're right! Let's play something else."

"Why can't we just sit in silence for a while?"

"Because that's not fun, silly!" you said, tapping Bucky's nose with your finger. "Let's play 21 questions."

"I'm going to sleep," Sam stated, leaning back in his seat and resting his head against the window. He was tired, having spent the last few hours awake driving after having the worst night's sleep of his life. Normally he wouldn't have found your attitude so annoying, half the time you guys would team up to annoy everybody—especially Bucky—, but this time it was different. He was exhausted and the last thing he needed was to deal with your boredom.

"Nooo! C'mon it'll be fun! I'll think of something and you guys have 21 questions to guess what it is. Got it?" You explained the rules a little too enthusiastically. None of your teammates responded, but you took their silences as a signal to continue. "Okay guys I'm ready, start with your questions."

"Are you thinking about hot dogs?" Bucky spoke in an annoyed tone. The smile disappeared from your face and for the first time in hours you remained silent. How had he been able to guess in the first round? Did he have mental powers that he had never told you about?

"... no," you lied in the hopes that the game would last more than five seconds.

"Y/N!" the super soldier next to you complained, knowing full well that he was right.

"Fine, you won! I was thinking about hot dogs. How did you know?"

"Because you haven't stopped talking about it since lunch."

"Well maybe you wouldn't have had to listen to me complaining if Steve had let me eat that hot dog when I had the chance."

"It was a half eaten hot dog in the garbage!" Steve defended himself, raising his voice a little. He still couldn't believe that you were actually willing to eat that. It was so wrong on so many levels, though the worst part was that you kept blaming him for saving you from your own stupidity.

"It was fine! I had worse," you said in a casual tone that made Bucky shake his head in disapproval.

"IT WAS IN THE TRASH!" Steve exclaimed, raising his voice and earning a smack from Sam who despite all the noise was still trying to sleep.

"Whatever, man," you shrugged. "Let's play something else!"

"Why don't you take a nap, Y/N. It's an easy way of making time pass by quicker" Sam spoke from the front seat without moving or even opening his eyes. He tried to tempt you with the promise that time would pass by faster, that all your boredom would be forgotten in the dream world, but you didn't fall into his trap. You couldn't even if you wanted to. You weren't comfortable enough to sleep in that car, trapped between the door and Bucky's muscular body. Your brain refused to shut down even if it knew it was best for everyone.

"I can't, I passed my window of opportunity and now my brain won't shut off. I have to wait another few hours for my next window. And you guys better pray for it to come quickly because this silly mood I'm in is only gonna get worse the more sleep deprived I get."

"Well, maybe you aren't tired, but I am and I would like to rest," Sam complained. "I've been driving all morning so please let me sleep."

"I'm sorry but I'm so bored," you pouted, looking at Bucky with innocent eyes trying to convince him to take your side even though you knew that was impossible. He was a man of little patience and you could read in his expression that you were beginning to drain him of it.

"Then find something to entertain yourself in silence."

You let out a huff, sticking your tongue out at Sam before turning to focus your gaze on the window. The view was shitty, you really were stuck in the middle of nowhere. There was nothing but road and land all around you, and you couldn't even enjoy that because the sun was starting to set, making everything fall into darkness. However, it was enough to keep you silent for a few minutes. Bucky closed his eyes, reveling in the peaceful atmosphere. For a moment he thought he had defeated you, that you had finally understood that no one was in the mood for your bullshit. But then he heard your voice once again and knew that the battle was far from over.

"Oh I know, I know!" Your excited exclamation broke the silence. "I should drive so I can get tired like Sam."

"NO!" The two super soldiers shouted, making you frown.

"Why the hell not?"

"Because you haven't had a proper night of sleep in at least two days and you have been surviving purely on chips and energy drinks," Steve explained and you rolled your eyes. "I wouldn't trust you with anyone's life right now."

"Whatever," you muttered angrily, letting your back hit the back of the seat with a loud thump. You crossed your arms over your chest, digging your eyes like daggers into the back of Steve's head. He was being irrational, denying you the only activity there was to do in that damn car to keep you bored. He was conspiring against you and you would make him pay for it.

Choosing to save your revenge against Steve for later, you turned to look at Bucky. "Can I keep doodling in your arm?" You asked him and you sounded so cute that he almost said yes. Almost.

"No."

"Then give me your hand."

"What? No!"

"C'mon man, give me your hand!"

"What for?"

"I want to play thumb wars with you."

"But I don't."

"Play thumb wars with me or I'm gonna start singing and you know how annoying I can get."

"Jesus, Buck just do it" Steve pleaded and he let out a sigh of defeat. He grabbed your hand reluctantly, rolling his eyes as you let out a chuckle of victory.

"One, two, three, four, I declare a thumb war!" You barely had time to blurt out the rhyme before Bucky crushed your finger under his. "Hey! I wasn't ready," you complained, your angry eyes meeting his expressionless face. "Best of three."

This time he let you make the first move before attacking. His thumb charged at yours, but you were quicker and moved it out of the way just in time—letting out a squeal of happiness as you did so. However, the joy didn't last long because two seconds later he managed to catch your finger under his once again.

"I won," Bucky stated inexpressively, although you were able to notice in his eyes a spark of joy at having beaten you at your own stupid game.

"One more time! I want to see if I can beat you at least once."

"You said best of three."

You looked at Bucky with narrowed eyes for a moment before you opened your mouth and started singing the first song that popped into your head in the most off-key way possible. In the background you heard Sam growl and Steve curse under his breath, but that didn't stop you.

"Okay, okay fine!" Bucky gave in and you grinned like a bratty kid who had just gotten their way—and in a way you kinda were.

You took his hand once more, giving him a defiant look before trying your luck once more. You were much more careful with your movements this time, trying to predict what Bucky would do to use it against him. You concentrated and eventually managed to catch his thumb under your finger for a brief two seconds. You didn't even have time to smile in victory before he turned the tables, beating you for the third time.

"Oh you completely suck!" You exclaimed angrily, letting go of his hand.

"You're the one that wanted to play this with a super soldier," Bucky laughed and you realized you hadn't taken his super senses into account. "It's your fault, not mine."

"You're supposed to let me win sometimes, you know."

"Why because you suck?"

"No! Because it's not fun if you always win" you said, hitting his arm, fully aware that he didn't even feel a slight tingle. "Sam, play with me!"

"Sam is sleeping and you should do the same" Steve interjected using that disappointed father tone he sometimes used with you.

"I can't, I'm uncomfortable. There's no space back here."

"Bucky, move over so she can have some space."

"I can't, there is no more space" Bucky mumbled through his teeth. "There would be if we have taken a bigger car like I suggested-"

"There wasn't a bigger car," Steve interrupted him, "So figure things out!"

The car fell silent, the tension tangible in the air. Everyone was tired, hungry and in desperate need of a bath. You had spent too much time together in the most uncomfortable situations so it was normal for Steve to be a little grumpy.

Deciding that you had done enough to fuel the tensions, you settled into your spot to try to get some sleep. You tried to mirror Sam, leaning your head against the window, but the vibrations from the engine rattling on the glass were distracting you and making you a little dizzy. So you opted to slide down the seat until you could rest your head on the backrest. That solved the vibration problem, sort of, but it was an even more uncomfortable position than the previous one. Turning your head to your left, you found Bucky leaning against the seat and enjoying the silence. Then an idea popped into your mind.

"Can I cuddle with you?" you asked him in the softest voice you could muster, trying to persuade him to agree.

"What? No!" he exclaimed, his cheeks turning a soft pink.

"C'mon, I can't sleep like this and you're taking half of my side of the seat with your big muscles anyways so you owe me."

Bucky hesitated, looking at you with a frown. He wasn't in the mood to put up with you on top of him. Not only was he tense and tired, but he was angry at you. You had spent the last few hours doing nothing but irritating him and now you were asking him to be your mattress. Nope, he wasn't going to do it. You would have to find another way to get comfortable, just like he and Sam were doing. He wasn't going to help you after you entertained yourself by testing the limits of his patience and sanity.

But then you pouted, looking at him with puppy dog eyes, and Bucky knew he couldn't refuse. Letting out a sigh, he opened his arms to make room for you. "Fine," he said. "But only because I want you to shut up." You smiled at him, knowing full well that wasn't the only reason. He could never resist your charms, you were too cute to deny you anything.

You settled on his chest without any shame, wrapping your arms around his body to cling to him. His muscular chest felt firm against your cheek, but the warmth he emanated was enough to compensate. The new position was much more comfortable, allowing your body to stretch in a different way after hours of sitting in the same position. You could feel his breathing, his chest rising and falling beneath your face. It was nice, peaceful. You could fall asleep like that.

"Hold me," you said when you noticed that Bucky had let his arm rest on the back of the seat. "It's weird if you don't. Besides, you have to protect me in case we crash while I'm sleeping. If you don't hold me I'm going to fly out the windshield." Bucky rolled his eyes, but didn't protest, wrapping his arm around your shoulders as he pulled you closer to him. You let out a long yawn, the built-up tiredness finally winning out over your energy-drink fuelled brain. You closed your eyes, snuggling more against him as you let his breathing and the movement of the car relax you. "You're comfy," you murmured against his chest.

"Just try to get some sleep," he said, relaxing beneath you. Without realizing it, Bucky began to stroke your shoulder with his fingers. He traced imaginary shapes on the exposed skin, awakening a gentle tingle in his path. It was a subtle touch, but it was enough to help your body relax. For a moment you tried to concentrate on it, trying to figure out if his fingers followed any specific pattern or drawing, but you lasted only a few short minutes before you gave in to exhaustion. Steve's soft voice saying “finally" was the last thing you heard echoing in the distance.

You didn't know where you were or what time it was, the only thing you knew was that you were hugging something soft and fluffy, like a giant pillow. In the distance a voice called your name, and when you looked up you found a marshmallow three times your size. It had a face, two big cartoonish eyes and a kind smile that it was dedicating to you. The world around you was full of pastel colors and fluffy clouds. It looked like the fantasy of a little girl who was obsessed with unicorns and forest fairies, but you didn't question it. You were too comfortable using Mr. Marshmallow as a pillow to think about anything.

But the voice in the distance calling your name grew louder each time, becoming clearer in your mind. A constant annoying sound that distracted you from the pure happiness you felt in that strange fantasy world. You tried to ignore it, but it kept persistently increasing in volume until it was the only thing you could hear.

When you opened your eyes you felt completely disoriented and disappointed. The world around you was much darker than the one in your dreams and the body underneath yours, although comfortable, was not half as soft as Mr. Marshmallow's. It took you a few seconds to realize that you were in the car curled up next to Bucky and that it had all been a dream.

"What time is it?" you mumbled as you sat up straight, rubbing your eyes to shake off the sleep.

"Late," Bucky replied. "C'mon, Steve found a motel. Let's get you in a proper bed."

It was only when he opened the car door to get out that you realized he was parked in the driveway of what appeared to be a cheap motel. The neon light sign, though malfunctioning, was working enough that the glow hurt your eyes. You followed Bucky across the parking lot with your eyes glued to the floor, the last thing you needed was to get a migraine. He led you to Sam and Steve, who were coming out of the lobby with room keys in hand. Or rather, the key, singular.

"They only had one room available," Sam explained, waving the keys in his hands. They had a sticker on them that read 06 in messy handwriting, warning you that it was probably the worst place you could have chosen to stay. But you were tired of being trapped in that damn car, so you didn't complain. As long as the sheets didn't have bugs on them you'd be fine.

"It has two queens so we're gonna have to share," Steve announced as you walked to the room.

"I call dibs on Bucky!" you were quick to exclaim as if you were a toddler fighting for the front seat of the car with their siblings. "He's comfy," you added, clinging to his arm so he wouldn't escape your side. Bucky rolled his eyes, but you were able to notice the pink flush on his cheeks.

When you reached your room you barely took the time to change into more comfortable clothes before throwing yourselves on the beds. Everyone was tired and aching from hours of sitting in the same position, so lying on a bed was a dream come true. Sure, it wasn't the most comfortable and fluffy mattress in the world and yes, you had to share the space, but it was still an improvement after spending days sleeping in a tiny car.

You settled in on the side of the bed facing the hallway. If for some reason you had to get up in the middle of the night you didn't want to have to wake Bucky up—you didn't want to have to put up with his grumpiness in the morning. He laid down next to you a few seconds later, the mattress dipping under his weight. You fought for the sheets for a bit, wanting to keep yourselves tightly covered while leaving as much space between your bodies as possible. When you realized that wouldn't work, you put the courtesy aside and snuggled together.

You closed your eyes, letting the warmth of Bucky's body help you relax once again. But this time it didn't seem to work. You could feel your muscles relaxing on the mattress, your eyelids heavy with sleep, but your mind was elsewhere. The voice inside you kept talking, asking questions and imagining situations that distracted you and kept you from sleeping.

"Hey guys," you whispered in the dark. "Guys... are you awake?"

"Huh?" you heard Bucky mumble, accompanied by a grunt from Sam from the other bed.

"Do you think fish can see water?"

"What?" Steve spoke, a mixture of annoyance and confusion in his voice.

"Like, we can't see air, right? So do you guys think fish can see water or it's just like the air for us?"

Instead of answering you with words, Sam picked up one of the pillows he had set aside and threw it at you. The object hit you in the chest before bouncing off Bucky, who threw it across the room in annoyance.

"Y/N, please go to sleep," Steve implored tiredly.

"Next time I'm carrying you to bed like a kid who fell asleep in the car on the way home," Bucky warned you in frustration, regretting waking you up in the first place.

#bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #sam wilson x reader #bucky barnes fluff #steve rogers fluff #sam wilson fluff #marvel imagine #humor #crack fic #bucky barnes x gender neutral reader #steve rogers x gender neutral reader #sam wilson x gender neutral reader

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lan-star · 5 months

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I've been scrolling last night liking any Laserhawk post I thought was either wholesome, funny, generally nice, or was something I've seen around on Google or Pinterest already and I figured I'd share to my fellow members in the Laserhawk community one of my ocs for a fan project I currently have a prequel Q&A for (the project basically follows the show's plot but in my ocs' perspective as citizens mostly in the background) [FT. Some others for some context/mentions]

Her name is Rosea (I have yet to confirm ages for any of my ocs in the project but most of them are adults) she is a mushroom hybrid who was raised with her brother Robert with her aunt and uncle who work with a friend of hers at the diner (the one shown near the end of the show) she's a swordfighter (based on Scarlet from Brawlhalla even though I've never played the game so apologies to Brawlhalla fans if Rosea doesn't have any similar traits to Scarlet her design is based on multiple skins from the game that I looked up on Google)

I'll drop a link to my tiktok for the prequel Q&A but first some art I have of Rosea already

| Redraws of two Bullfrog Screencaps (+ a bonus version with Rosea blushing I kinda hated how I drew her mouth for the open mouth one although I was trying my hardest to get it to match it's respective screencap)

| More flustered Rosea doodles because I felt silly when I made these

| A frame from an animatic for the project (Robert [Rosea's brother], Rosea, and Billy Gruff [Another one of Rosea's friends] helping Rayman/Ramon rescue Bullfrog from the execution- the animatic was a joke about Billy Gruff's little buddy Pistachio- a tiny chipmunk distracting one of the Eden workers/guards and failing)

(For context this is Pistachio- I used a real photo of a chipmunk when making Pistachio on the spot for that animatic)

Getting back on track

A panel from the Q&A intro (spilt it into two parts, the first part already up and the second to be up when I get some asks to have the cast respond to)

"At least you have a love life unlike my sister here"- Robert

For context the first mentioned friend of Rosea and Robert is Sheila- a fish hybrid is distressed about how she's never had a long lasting relationship {all of the relationships she's had were short lasting and kinda crappy} meanwhile Rosea has never shown any interest in pursuing a relationship with anybody mainly out of focus for her swordfighting in case of an event where she would need to protect her friends and family (I don't have a good refrence in my artstyle to reveal Sheila yet but I do have a picrew refrence to share with you all)

[CREDIT TO RAWRAVERA ON PICREW]

Her design is inspired by Ariel from the Little Mermaid (The animated one from Disney not Live action also from Disney- but if I were to make a human design for her, her skin tone might be like the Live Action one) She's also a huge fan of Rayman's show and wants to have of show of her own one day, to start she decides to provide a sort of phone hotline service at the diner to provide entertainment for patrons who are there by having her and her friends respond to any questions or comments for whoever calls the hotline (thus the Q&A)

If you have tiktok and you would like to leave anything for the Q&A I'll drop the link here (if not you can leave any asks in the comments here and I'll share the responses on both here and my Tiktok)

I might also drop the animatic I shared some frames for in the future depending on if the Q&A for my fan project gets anywhere (yes the project is called Secrets Of Eden as mentioned in the Tiktok to save any confusion)

#captain laserhawk #laserhawk ocs #captain laserhawk oc #Secrets Of Eden

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toothedmammal · 2 years

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Doodling helped me vent some lingering bad vibes from a kinda crappy day.

#doodle #my art #pen drawing #vent

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jojolovenotes · 2 years

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Yo berry it’s rox :))

so its 5/20 here and ya know what day it is 😁

But the thing is, im currently falling out of narancia and i have a new main f/o rn, but narancia has impacted me so much that i decided to still kinda celebrate his bday? yeah? oh and also for the first time, even if im moving f/os/fandoms, im keeping an oc, that oc being melora, why? idk i just think she’s cool HAHA (and its nice to keep atleast something from one of the best phases ive ever had)

So while im not romantically attracted to him anymore, im still grateful that ive made him an f/o in some sense? yeah? so to atleast make something for his bday, i made this feat. my favorite oc

(THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING FROM A PLATONIC/FAMILIAL POV RATHER THAN ROMANTIC SO SKFHSIFJKDJ)

anyways, thank u !! 😭

Hey Rox! Sorry for the late response!

That’s understandable! I know how much of an impact Narancia has had on you so I get still wanting to celebrate his birthday even if you feel like you’re falling out of Narancia. That’s cool though that you intend on keeping Melora even if you’re moving fandoms! Nice.

That’s understandable though! It’s good you had such a lovely time when you did have Narancia as a romantic f/o, and I hope you’re having a nice time enjoying the new main f/o you’ve got!

Oh my gosh sdfkdlsjfds I love it! I’m sure Narancia would really love the note too and would definitely want to watch those crappy cgi movies with his daughter to celebrate his birthday lol. Also crying at the doodles too omg, Narancia appreciates them so much :P

Take care, Rox!!

#received transmission ✨#gushing✨#platonic: Narancia #queue ✨

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bingusfound · 4 months

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January 14th, Sunday

I've been studying most of my day because I am anticipating a lot of memorizing this college semester. I am a naturally forgetful person, so last semester for my German class, I developed a memorization strategy that was pretty up to par. It involved me doodling pictures to help me memorize how it is spelled and what it means in English. I often broke down the words into parts that were similar to English words and drew them together in some sort of crossover, as well as referencing their translated meaning. For instance, siblings in German is "geschwister", and to memorize it, I broke it down to the English words "guest" and "wisteria". I drew the guest profile pic you see on social media sites on top of a shoddy-looking plant. It was a decent strategy, but it had some pitfalls.

First off, I rarely incorporated the gender (masculine, feminine, and neuter) and their plural forms, which was dumb on my part, and second, it took a long while to memorize them since there were a bunch of words. Remembering what I drew most of the time eventually became a hassle. Near the end of the semester, I developed a better method where they weren't just random sketches but rather told a short story similar to that of a storyboard. I used a character that was originally a one-off throwaway, I guess because I found him charming, who I named Unfug (mischief in German), and drew his “comedic” escapades in elementary school. They were kinda raunchy and poorly written, but it got the job done.

It was a better tactic, and I enjoyed making them, but it just had one problem: it took even longer than the previous strategy. That second one I think took an hour just to think of a story and brainstorm how to incorporate the German vocab with its translation. The drawing took a while too despite them being crappy three-minute atrocities.

Today I experimented with a new strategy for my science class. I made up a new character, Moe Inquiry, and wrote a plot synopsis involving him instead of drawing it. The thing I changed was that I wrote the story instead of drawing it. I implemented the terms I needed to memorize into the writing, and funnily enough it worked perfectly. The issue I ran into was that I still found it to be taking too long; coming up with a story while shoehorning in specific words drained any sort of fun I originally had.

I managed to come up with what I think is the definitive strategy. I studied ten German terms (I am taking a second-level German class), including their genders and plural forms. I brought back Unfug, but instead of drawing stories, I wrote them again. This time, however, I wanted to make the stories like something out of a comic strip: random situations that he got into in the span of 24 hours, with emphasis on character traits and humor in the writing.

I think I might have found the holy grail. I managed to remember all the jokes and situations while spending a short amount of time creating the scenarios. I even drew quick sketches correlating to the comic-strip synopses (even quicker than my previous quick sketches), where I focused on memorization over creating the perfect story or perfect drawing or whatever. I don't want to celebrate too early, but I think I finally found my perfect memorization strategy.

#diary #journal #diary entry

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soulsludge · 5 years

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Hi everyone! I know I haven’t posted much... I’ve been having a pretty rough time mentally/emotionally... Luckily I recently got a job! It’s full-time so I can only do ~fancy art~ when I’m off, and I have a backlog to do before I can work on personal art, but I’ll get there.

I have a journal for notes for orientation and drawing and whatever else, so I’ve got a fuckton of doodles. I’ve never shown stuff like this off before, but I figure it’d be fun to post, kinda like a sketchbook?

Here’s my first 3 days of messing around, sorta in order of making, plus a bonus close-up on xXsc3n3_qu33n_m3rmaidXx so you can see the purple ink. Sadly, I have to censor all of my sick gamer secrets because of NDAs.

Despite being busier, I’ll hopefully be able to produce more since I can stop worrying about commissions and money once I clear my backlog. Ok I won’t talk so much next time... Thanks for following me and looking at my art! ^_^ 💜💀

#OH YEAH also i copped the halo thing from my roommate #my art #doodles #sorry for the crappy quality on these ill take better pics next week :>#im posting this as a goofy time so ill probably re-rb some stuff during the day tomorrow #cus i kinda always forget to.

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666mistyday · 2 years

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Jason Todd headcanons pt. ?

It's on the booktok side of tiktok and would get into arguments defending his favorite books

Would give you a piggy ride back home after a date night if your shoes get too uncomfortable

Absolutely loves watching "how it's made" and "Mythbusters" when he has the time

You actually were the one who kissed him first, he was very relieved that you were brave enough for the both of you to take the first step

Isn't a morning person but has to wake up fairly early so he can get things done, he will use different alarms depending on what hour he came home from patrol

You just know he can't handle bad books to movies adaptations, they always get it wrong or skip the important stuff, so you are prepared to hear hours long of nothing but rants

He does give you book/movie recommendations but gets kinda (a lot but won't admit it) jealous if you develop a crush on a fictional character of said book/movie

Will give you private concerts on the commodity of your living room or while he does the dishes, his favorite songs to sing to you are anything by Amy Winehouse or Doja Cat

One time you mentioned what your favorite snack was and ever since he tries to never run out of it

He is a little ticklish, especially when you run your fingers up and down his sides

Likes to give you mindlessly touches, will 10/10 make you sleep as the runs his fingers at the nape of your neck (you're telling me that he wouldn't doodle with his fingers JT all over your thighs as you are watching some crappy movie? think again)

Pretends to be annoyed when you steal his clothes but actually loves it, more than he likes to admit it

It's really hard for him to take compliments (still working on that) but it's really good at giving them

His favorite dessert is pain au chocolat

He has a necklace that belonged to his mother. It holds one of the few good memories as a child, it was a birthday gift his dad gave her (really doesn't wanna think too much about how he got his hands on this clearly expensive piece of jewelry), it's a fairly thin gold chain not too long nor too short it's just the perfect length, it has a small ruby pendant cut in a circle shape, it's simple but beautiful. He wears this necklace every day.

#jason todd #jason todd headcanons #the red hood #red hood #jason todd x reader #anyways i love him #batfam #jason is a doja cat stan

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duthea · 6 years

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My new year’s resolution for the year 2017 was to draw something digitally every single day, even if it was just a doodle or sketch, even if I didn’t feel like it. Now that the end of the year’s coming, I’m posting the results. If you want to see the full drawing of any of these and I haven’t posted it yet, tell me and I’ll probably post it!

Okay here was the time of the year when I only had two things in mind: Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, and my Voltron AU comic, Klance Kuuga AU. Even though most of the comic pages are shown here in their finished, colored form, I only actually drew the sketches on these days, like what you see for day 72. I wouldn’t start coloring them until several months later.

Day 64: posted here in a single photoset and here over several posts

Day 65: posted here and here

Day 66: here and here

Day 67: here

Day 71: here (unfinished for now)