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MASKY FAN FICTION?!?!?

I dare you to write NSFW hcs 😈 (I love your work by the way <3)

i wrote this instead of getting ready for work >;3 took me a long time too (still not great at writing smut and i need to figure out the tags help are these okay idk) but it is done and i hope im feeding you guys well <33 i didnt write headcanons because i wanted to try something else but i think thats alright haha - - - - - - - -

! - MDNI - !

smut drabbles

features: slenderman, eyeless jack, jeff the killer, timothy w. [masky], brian t. [hoodie], ticci toby [seperate]

reader: pronouns not specified but female anatomy described

! warnings: shameless smut, monsterfucking, restraints, tentacles, rough sex, premature ejaculation, some other things that are less 'severe'

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SLENDERMAN

Sitting in Slenderman’s lap, barely clothed at all, while he watches you get off on his spindly thighs with wild abandon. Your bright blush spreads down your body with every movement that denounces his own godhood, degrading him to be nothing more than your mere sex toy – and he loves it. He’s so powerful, so deadly, yet you are the only one in this world whom he would kneel for. You deserve pleasure and he takes great pride in your shared… creativity in the bedroom.

You don’t even register the booming voice echoing through your mind while black tendrils sneak up your bouncing body to grasp at every bit of your exposed skin and tug you further into his being, to make it seem as though you can be one.

“Trust me, my love.”

And he can’t help but preen at the sight of you clenching around nothing when one of his tentacles prods at your entrance, eyes closed and only thinking of him.

EYELESS JACK

“I know it’s a lot… You’re doing so well for me.”

You felt like you were being cut wide open with the way Jack was impaling you on his girth. No amount of foreplay, which he had mastered by now, could ever prepare you for the intrusion of his cock. Every time he retracted himself to push himself just an inch further into your pussy he let out a groan, sweat collecting at the tip of his nose before it dripped down onto you. You wouldn’t ever be able to decipher the look in his empty eye sockets, so deeply black that they peered right into his stained soul, but you knew that he looked at you with so much love that it was worth it.

“Fuck-”

A growl escaped his throat once he bottomed out inside of you, his hips meeting yours… You felt his tip kiss your cervix with every experimentally shallow thrust he offered in apology for his heavy shaft, kissing you deeply to make you feel better and let you brace yourself for his full strength.

It’s not like you could ever be mad at him anyway, but you appreciated the gesture nonetheless.

JEFFREY WOODS

Jeff would push your face down into the mattress by the back of your skull, effectively choking you without putting his hands anywhere near your throat. That wicked grin he flashed you from behind once he tugged you back into him… you having to arch your back by the way he grips onto your hair as he takes you from behind. You never kept up with the sway of his hips and you were always reminded of just how strong he really was even though he didn’t exactly take the best care of his health…

His thick arms caged you in from behind as he adjusted the angle of his cock pointedly hitting all those sensitive parts within you.

“I should fucking punish you for ruining me, fuck.”

His heavy breaths made it quite obvious that he exerted himself to no end just to hold his brutal pace.

“Take you with me everywhere I go, show you off-”

He pushed you back down, effectively fucking you into the bed and hammering the headboard into the wall that seemed to slowly crumble away with every thrust.

“Fuck you until you’re obsessed with me.”

TIMOTHY WRIGHT [MASKY]

“Haaaah… more?”

Tim groaned deeply as soon as he heard your pleas for him to quicken his thrusts, to take you just a little harder. He was a slave to your words, looking down at your trembling form with a fire in his usually kind eyes. Whenever Tim looked at you, it was filled with adoration and he seemed to have this quaint glow around him in your proximity, but when he took you to bed, he became another person indeed.

He wanted you with so much fervor that his enthusiasm consumed you whole sometimes, willing to push yourself to your own limits just to see him lose it…

“I- ah! I love you.” Tim choked on his own saliva as your legs gently circled his thick waist, drawing him even closer to you and locking him in place. His face fell into the junction of your neck and shoulder, breathing heavily to contain himself.

He was mewling in pleasure, grunting at every drag of his heavy cock, but you knew that you fucked up when you felt a dark chuckle against your sweaty skin.

“Knew you just needed to be fucked by me, you dirty, little whore.”

Fuck, Masky…

BRIAN THOMAS [HOODIE]

“He always prepares you so well, sweetheart. Makin’ me lose my goddamn mind.”

Hoodie had been toying with you for hours… Or what felt like hours, surely. Worst thing was that he never meant for you to be so overstimulated… He just does what he does best – loving you, gently and thoroughly. Now that you’re dealing with Brian, however,… his tone of voice might have been just as delicate as Hoodie’s actions, but the former liked to order you around and make you fall apart for him.

“On your knees. That’s it, pretty… So sweet. Look at you.”

He held onto the waistband of your underwear before letting it snap back against your skin sharply, earning a light hiss from you as you were forced to sit in a puddle of your own fluids. He just smirked down at you.

“Made for me.”

Brian circled around you like a predator, occasionally caressing your warm cheeks and pressing a kiss against the crown of your head.

Sitting down on the bed, he slapped his clothed thighs with a wolfish grin.

“Come to Daddy.”

TOBIAS E. ROGERS

“Just the tip, please– please–”

Toby squeezed you just a little tighter than what would have been acceptable, but you found it endearing to have him so desperate under you. Your folds were coating his bright pink length in your juices, which had him thinking that you were finally ready to ride him, but he cannot deny that he loved it when you made him beg for it.

He didn’t know his own strength, but he knew that he could easily overpower you anytime. Somehow it was way hotter to hand the control over to you. Most of the time anyway.

You kissed him passionately, hands wandering down his lean body, fingers caressing every crevice and scar, but just when he thought that you were about to touch him, you lifted yourself off his lap to slam down on his cock.

And after all that teasing, Toby just couldn’t hold it in any longer…

“F-Fuck! O-oh my fucking God, I c-can’t, I fucking can’t!”

But he did like seeing his cum drip out of you.

can i get a headcanon of the 1A boys' (kirishima, denki, shoto, deku, and bakugo) reaction to u being a twilight fan ie. r they annoyed, r they team edward or jacob, do they get invested and bond over it w u? hehe hope this is ok :)

Eijiro Kirishima:

At first, Kirishima is not really interested.

That's until he and yourself catch him mindlessly watching it one day after you had put on one of the twilight movies.

After that, he's fully invested and watches it with you anytime you put it on

he's yelling at the tv when something happens, commenting on the things Edward and Jacob do to Bella

Don’t be surprised when you both end up with matching twilight merch

I feel like he’d be more of a Jacob fan

Denki Kaminari:

He hates the first two movies

Says it’s cringy and dumb, but in reality he’s just pissed that Edward was being a major asshole to Bella during those movies

His interest shows more after the first two movies

Claims that he doesn’t like it, but he’s a horrible liar

Is also more of a Jacob fan but ends up liking Edward more in the breaking dawn movies

Shoto Todoroki:

Literally has so many questions about what is going on during the movies

More of an Edward fan

He adores the way Edward and Bella look at each other

He’s not a huge fan of it, he mainly enjoys watching it with you

Izuku Midoriya:

Is literally obsessed with it from the beginning 

Doesn’t even deny that he likes it

However, he does try to downplay just how much he likes it

But he's terrible at lying

Like Todoroki, I believe he’s more of an Edward fan but he does like Jacob

He just thinks Edward is better for Bella

Katsuki Bakugo: 

Acts like its the worst thing he's ever watched

Says it's just some dumb "girly romance" movie

But you don't miss those few seconds where he actually seems like he's enjoying the movie

Says he's just watching it only because you insisted

Like Kirishima, he's more of a Jacob fan because he thinks Jacob is more badass

Hello hello I hope you're having a good day, may I please request dating headcanons for Elliott from Stardew valley with an s/o who loves to write just like he does?

Elliott absolutely loves that you're a writer like him!

He feels like you truly understand how difficult it is as a writer

He'd be more than happy to read your works if you'd let him

and he would be grateful if you read his too

The two of you can help each other out whenever either one of you has writer's block or just having a hard time writing

A lot of his work is inspired by you and how you encourage him to keep writing!

In his book, he most likely has a character that is heavily inspired by you and your personality

Editing or critiquing each other's grammar and mistakes while writing

Reading dates while sitting on the docks together

Library dates are pretty often too :)

Literally, all of his books are dedicated to you

I love love love your dream series it's so good hngg

What about the Creator checking up on Venti and Diluc at Angel's Share since we're already in Mondstadt? 👀

To Dream of Reality ~Venti 1, Diluc 1~

“encounter, and closure”

MASTERLIST

TWs: Alcohol usage, venti being drunk as per the usual, Kaeya and Diluc backstory referenced.

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You were exhausted. How much work did you make up, how much did you have to do for them, bending over backward to assist…?

You didn’t like alcohol. The buzz it offered only paved the way to pain in the morning, and the flavor was honestly just alright.

But Angel’s Share seemed wonderful despite all that. The music, the atmosphere… Maybe, if you could just be there, you could relax and enjoy it. 

~

It was a rare evening when Master Ragnvindr attended the bar in Angel’s Share. A rare, precious occasion to behold.

The door swung open, and the drunkards froze.

The Creator had descended, and was here. In a tavern. Filled with sad, laughing, horny, crying drunks.

“Your Grace,” Diluc began, “How may we serve you?”

Many of the drunkards stayed silent, merely watching the Creator from afar. But perhaps the most famous of the drunkards didn’t catch the memo.

“Your Benevolence, it’s an honor to see you again~!” 

The green-clad bard could not help but tangle his fingers with the pale stranger, smiling wide as he tugged the God into an impromptu dance. 

“Venti.” Diluc called as he tugged the bard back by the collar. “Your Grace, may we help you?”

They watched, silent, as the god ran their hand through Venti’s hair, their smile gentle and soft. 

Jealousy flared in his chest as he watched Venti of all people retrieve the affection of the Almighty Divine. 

And yet, before he could make his usual retort, arms gently wrapped around him. He looked down, wondering if he was dreaming, if all of this was an illusion crafted for him, another escapist dream to ignore the dawning sun. 

There was no mistake. 

The Creator was embracing him. 

The Creator was hugging him.

“You’ve done well. You’ve worked hard.” The Creator’s whispers were… personal. Warm. Like all his worries could melt away, like all the wrongs in the world had been righted. There was comfort in simply knowing that such comfort did exist. It wasn’t that he was exhausted, but something about the warmth, something about that comfort seemed to be beckoning him to rest. 

And as suddenly as the embrace came, it melted away, the Creator’s touch featherlight as they pulled Venti up, his hair once again fondled as his head was cradled by the Divine. “Are you alright?”

“Y-Yes, Your Grace. I’m- I’m great, thanks.”

“Good,” they smiled, sitting down at the bar counter before motioning to Diluc. “May I?” they asked, pointing to the cider on the menu. Wordlessly, Diluc served one, holding his breath as the Creator sipped it. 

The Creator’s smile was so… 

Perfect.

A bright smile that lit up the entire tavern, the candles paling in comparison to the radiance their smile gave off.

Literally.

“Your Grace, have we done well?” Venti sang, cuddling up to the Almighty Divine.

“Your people are free and you enjoy your every day, yes?” They said, leaning down to the bard’s ear. “And though your Gnosis has been taken and your throne cast aside, you still care for your people as if they were your own children.”

Diluc’s hands lingered over an empty glass, wondering if he was intruding.

“And you,” The Creator began, “Have worked tirelessly to remove corruption, and you once bitten, now twice shy, fear the vulnerability that love can bring. Do be aware that reconciliation is but a single conversation away, and that He has been bitten twice.”

They knew, Diluc realized. 

…Maybe he should talk to Kaeya one more time.

Not for the Creator's will, but perhaps for his own good.

The Creator simply looked at him.

His own good as well as Kaeya's...?

Once more, their hand extended outward as they beckoned towards Diluc and Venti. Their hand buried itself into Venti’s hair before they glanced at Diluc, who leaned down to meet the other hand of the Creator. 

I wish I could stay here longer. I don’t want to leave. My people and children… Teyvat is precious and- 

Foregin thoughts filled Diluc’s mind. They were not his own thoughts, the voice was far too… unharmed to be him. Too light, too bright, too divine. A strange sensation clawed at his heart. 

“Do you have to go, Your Grace?” Venti whispered, and Diluc understood what the feeling was.

Longing.

“Your Grace, we will always have a place for you.” Diluc added on, grasping the hand that glided through his hair.

“I don’t want to leave,” Their Creator whispered, tears forming in their eyes as they called out. “Wait for me, please. I’ll- I’ll return.”

There was no flash of light, nor grand spell that announced the Creator’s departure; simply silence and the loss of warmth.

~~~

You woke not to the taste of your own morning-breath, but to the faint taste of apples and the phantom touch of someone’s warmth on your palms, the faint touch of a given embrace on your arms.

You lived alone, and you hadn’t had apple juice since-

A long while.

You were homesick, but not for your parents’ home where you spent much of your young life.

But perhaps, for something you’ve never seen before…

Your dreams are pleasant, and you cannot help but wonder who you dreamt of, to make you wish for a home you never had.

But the day must go on, and you cannot linger on memories.

Hey hey:) could you maybe write a rock lee x reader where they have a little “fight” because y/n thinks Lee’s pushing himself too hard? if not feel free to delete this! Thank you!

A/N: Hello! I've never written for Lee before so I do hope you like what I came up with. It's a bit short than what I usually do, but I certainly liked working on it.

Words: 1,168

Warning: none, not proof read.

Rock Lee x Reader

A long time has passed since your worry started to plague your mind. Some glimmer of hope ever present at the back of your mind was always stopping you from voicing your concerns even when you did try. You knew Rock Lee well, too well, so you were no stranger to how hard and how long he trained. But even his body had it's limitations.

Once you voiced your worries to his Sensei, only to be reassured that Rock Lee wasn't doing any harm to himself. The bare thought of that made you frown as you briskly walked the familiar route to the training grounds. It became a routine. After your own breakfast and morning routines you would make your way to the location you knew Rock Lee often trained at, sometimes bringing him a meal or a snack on the way. You always hoped at least for a day that you would be greeted with the news that he stayed at home to rest, but so far that was only a dream. Just like today, when you were greeted by a heavy panting boy who would just not take a minute's rest, not even to catch his breath.

He was alone there, you watched him for a moment without a word. Although your worried expression did catch some of his attention when he noticed you he only greeted you with an overly optimistic tone - wishing you a good morning.

"Lee, I brought you something! Could you please take a small break?"

You called out while you walked over to a small clearing in the grass, sitting the small box of sweet dumplings down. Lee never complained about what you brought him, if anything he always expressed his gratitude, eagerly eating whatever you did bring.

"Just a minute more, Y/N!- I can't stop now."

He huffed as he did the final set of who knows how many push-ups to an end. Sweat beaded and slid down his forehead, parts of his face were flushed from the training. A frown was present on your face the whole time you watched him, and even when he approached you. He looked as if he was gonna collapse any moment now. The moment he sat down to eat you sighed, noticing just how tired he was. Kami, was he stubborn.

"Hey Y/N, did something happen? You don't look like your usual self!- Since you arrived you've been frowning."

Lee looked at you as he stuffed a dumpling into his mouth, that smile of his ever so present. Your lips pressed into a line, brows slightly furrowing at his words before he continued-

"Come on! You should turn that frown upside down."

He grinned at you before he offered you a dumpling, offering to feed it to you but you declined.

"Lee, you really need to take things slow."

Your words caught him slightly off guard, his smile dwindling before he titled his head in confusion.

"What could you mean by that?"

You entwined your hands together in your lap, your back straightening as you inhaled.

"You are always training Lee, always. You never are taking a break unless it's for food or some little rest.. "

You began, watching as his smile completely faded once he realized this was about training.

"Don't worry, my flower, I get enough rest and food for myself. Besides, how do you expect me to improve and beat my rival if I don't train?"

You huffed, frown now clear on your face.

"Lee. Your own body has its limits, you can't expect to improve anything if you don't get the right amount of rest. At this pace you're just hurting yourself!"

You ranted, now folding your arms over your chest. You stood firm with what you believed, he was overworking himself. And you will not stand by and just watch him do that to himself.

"Y/n!-"

He exclaimed in surprise and mild offense as he swallowed the dumpling.

"No, you must listen to me! This is not good for you! In no way, shape or form am I doubting you Lee, but you are human. With this amount of training on such a basis you are only beginning to hurt yourself."

Lee looked at you, stunned for a moment before he quickly recollected his thoughts. Putting down his chopsticks he now bore the same expression as you.

"I must continue this training if I'm to beat Neji! He won't be waiting for me to improve."

"Neji is your comrade Lee! Not your rival!"

You outstretched your arms out, making the motion out of frustration. You could no longer sit down, so you picked yourself up off the dry ground.

"Everyday, every morning and even evening you come here and train your brains out! Anytime I stop by, you're always near the training grounds. This- this is not good for you!"

Lee slowly followed after you, the meal abandoned now.

"Please, Lee… "

You huffed again in frustration while he watched you, stuttering to find his words only to find nothing.

"Y/N…"

"As someone who cares very deeply for you, please- listen to me."

You pleaded with him. Hoping he'll listen. Looking up from the ground and up at him you saw him, still shocked. A feeling of guilt flooded him, but he knew he couldn't just stop his training. But he began to see what you were saying.

"Y/N, I'm sorry, but I can't just stop everything now. I've come so far, so far…"

He trailed off, not knowing how to voice his mess of a mind. You could practically see cogs turning in his head as he searched for proper words. He hated arguing with you, making you angry or sad. And now that you stood here with such concerns...he didn't know what to do.

"Please, do not be mad at me my darling...I promise you I'm not hurting myself. But if it.. if it's gonna make you feel better I can speak to Guy Sensei about my training and maybe get a better routine if mine is not as good."

He took steps towards you and placed both of his hands on your shoulders. You were still looking at him with some sadness and worry, all the built up concerning now seeping over the edges. Yet you exhaled in relief and only nodded before bringing him in for a hug. He embraced you right back, relieved.

"If this was such a concern for you, you should have told me way earlier."

Lee said as he made you lean onto him in the embrace, his arms holding you securely.

"Yeah yeah… I know.. Just don't make me worry so much, alright?"

You felt him nod.

"I hate seeing you hurt, I promise to do my best."

He once again gave you a promise and when he pulled away from the embrace he gave you his infamous thumbs up and a wide grin which made a smile return to your features.

Any confession headcanons for Tobirama? 🤧

A/n: Hello! I apologize for the long wait, I've been busy with work and studies but now I'm back to get some of these done. Hope you like them!

Warnings: none,

Confessions Headcanons

Tobirama would have a harder time acknowledging his feelings and coming to terms with them, even if you were someone he was very close with and if you were someone he had loads of trust in

That being said, his confession may take a very long time.

To his brother, his subtle changes in behavior around you, and the way he addresses you are a dead give away that you make his little brother feel a certain way

He just knows, with the almost bashed manner in which Tobirama sides with you that those feelings are positive.

Hashirama would feel obligated to give Tobirama and you a nudge, a push really, but the second Tobirama caught wind of that idea, he shut it down. This was his private affairs, he would deal with them himself.

Gradually, the time that takes Tobirama to accept his feelings turn into a period of mutual, at times oblivious, pining.

Then, he'd finally start planing on how to confess

It wouldn't be anything grandiose or that fancy, he just isn't a guy for it but he'd still like for it to have some meaning to add to the weigh of his words

It has been eating his inside out for the past few months, if not even years - he can't just blurt it all out no matter how he may come off as

So, he takes the chance to confess at your usual spot on a free weekend he has. A beautiful creek with a lush, giant of a tree watching over it. That was the place the two of you usually went to wind down together, to meditate or simply bask in each other's presence.

Tobirama remembers this spot all too well from his youth. Many memories surrounded that particular tree, with its branches hanging so low one might mistake the tree for an oversized willow. The tree had seen much tragedies over the years, including the ones from his youth but nonetheless the tree seemed to draw him in all the time. It brought him peace.

It drew him to meet you.

When he goes to confess, it's the first time he stumbles over his words, the first time warmer hues dust his cheeks, the first time Tobirama feels the anxious feeling of butterflies in his stomach - even if he tells himself he's perfectly calm, he is not.

You can feel he's nervous and trying to hide it

But he doesn't let you interrupt him, please don't, just let him get the words out

Finally, as he draws his conclusion, confession, to an end, he notices how your eyes twinkle with mirth and how your fingers flinch with withdrawn energy. Your chakra felt almost overwhelmingly excited and happy

He's almost confused, awe struck, shell-shocked - you name it

And when you take his hand in yours, he can finally feel the butterflies in his stomach explode into nothing and be replaced by a feeling of pure serenity. His peace of mind finally returned to him, and silently he vowed to make both of your lives better, as best his ability can allow.

If you still want requests: kirigiri with a pixie cut?

me? not knowing how to draw pixie cuts? its more likely than you think

Requested by @eat-moar-veggis for their ask blog @ask-villegas-sides, Beckett!

I hope you don’t mind but I already have a favorite (Can you guess who? :3)

hm reqs are open

uh

could you draw mettaton in the outfit of lulu from pop’n music please?

Absolutely

i had this vision of jürgen wearing the black strawberry dress in my head and i saw your requests are open 👉👈 if you'd be willing to draw such things! in love with your art style

I am 100% willing to draw such things!! And thank you sm!!!!🫂💛

I went a little crazy with this one haha! im always excited to draw Jurgen :) This was an amazing idea, im glad i got to illustrate it!!

third wheeler sans. i just wanna see him suffer

He may die of cringe, actually!

henna returns for another request

hm

could you draw Eddy from Wii sports as mettaton ex? I feel like he’d fit the role imo 😩

Im not caught up with the Wii Sports lore but yeah, this seems accurate

Also needed to throw MTT himself in there because i just KNOW he slays at Wii Sports

erm…more papyton snuggles plzzzz? 👁️u👁️ (if ya can :))

Absolutely i can🕺

We’re getting into colder weather season which means i get to draw these two snuggled up in sweaters. IM SO READY!!

Hi! Can we see more of your Papyton fanchild?? I really love your art 💜

YES!!!! Ive been meaning to draw them again! And thank you!!🫂🫂❤️

I like to think that they grow up with a passion for singing and performance like Mtt :)

We need more silly late night Papyton art 😭 I don’t even ship it really but il these sm

They like to stay up late and watch terrible romcoms together while yelling their criticism at the screen !!

Most of the popcorn will end up on the floor by the end of this

WOAHHH I LOVE UR LEO ART ITS SO COOL!!! THE POSE!!! it looks like he's making a dramatic entrance to a fight ahh battle poses are so awesomeee

im not an analysis person but i really like how you can see that there are pairs of everything: katanas, mask tails, stripes; i like that pattern(if you can call it that lol)

thank you for taking my request!!

Omg hiiii!! I'm so happy you liked my work!!

Huh truth be told I wasn't really aware that I made pairs of everything but now that you've pointed it out I totally get it ♡\{○°○}/♡

can I request a drawing of Team Dosu if they had lived throughout OG Naruto and Shippuden all the way to Boruto?

This took forever to get to, I'm so sorry anon- BUT-

The story I came up with for their survival, is that Kin and Zaku decide to bail on Orochimaru after the preliminary exams, running away from the infirmary and eventually getting caught by Konoha nin. After its discovered that the hidden sound are planning something on Konoha, they get detained for questioning. For Dosu, he gets stopped by Baki before he can have his interaction with Gaara, being led back to where he was staying. When the attack on the village breaks out, he gets captured and brought to the same cell as Kin and Zaku. After everything settles, the three do their time for betraying Konoha, giving up information on Orochimaru for their freedom. The three get closer during their time together, and decide to abandon being Shinobi for big villages, or at all, and move to a far away village to make new lives.

Zaku adjusts to a life without an arm, Dosu becomes a little more comfortable with showing his face, and Kin takes a sort of leader role to keep the boys in check. To make a living in their new home, they open up a store together, where Zaku and Kin deal with customers, and Dosu works with produce in the back to avoid talking to people. They still practice their talents just in case, but avoid most conflict among shinobi. They don't want to be betrayed or used, so they keep each other close and only each other.

Years later, after the war, the three decide to take a trip or two around the world, not wanting to live their entire lives in their homely little store. In a new generation of peace, they don't have to worry as much, but Konoha is one of the last places they choose to go

hello ! i did see your fandom list and i'm wondering if you can perhaps write a death note fic with ler!light and lee!L. i just honestly adore the two, especially yotsuba arc Light enjoying L's giggles. <3 of course, not forced!!

Hello! Yes, I will be able to do that request but it'll take a while due to school and lack of motivation, see, I have 2 fics I'm working on right now (not going to spoil 😋) and I just cannot seem to write anything, but once I'm done with them, I'll happily do that request! 💖

Quick AM should put Ted on a leash so he doesn’t run away!

air jail

May I request Marinette happily floating around in a big bubble?

Absolutely! :)