Hello! Are Your Requests Still Open? If So, Then May I Ask A Stanley X Reader Where Reader Is An International

this is what peak pansexual looks like

Got tagged here and on Twitter that clip compilation of Keanu and his he he he laugh

ASK THE BLOGGER

‼ - real name?

✺ - eye color?

✁ - hair?

☿ - zodiac sign?

☃ - tall/short?

❅ - any sports?

✈ - hobbies?

❤ - single/taken?

ツ - any pets?

☂ - favorite season?

✐ - fave types of movies?

❣ - how would it be your ideal date?

☣ - phobias?

☠ - fears?

✘ - hates?

° - ever were close to death?

♧ -….. on drugs?

♠ -…..smoked?

♦ -…..had alcohol?

❥ - sexual orientation

♚ - favorite eye color?

♛ - favorite hair color?

♪ - music you like?

✌ - favorite bands/ singers?

♒ - fave animes?

❦-.fave characters?

✿ - fave kind of clothing?

ღ - mottos?

✬ - photo of me?

I never feel more 'are ya winnin', son???' than when I need to do literally anything on instagram other than post photos, so if you'd like to see my sad attempt at a probably already played-out meme, the reel version of this is over there. XD But I liked the snoot view of Krypto, so here we go!

BEEN WAITING FOR THIS BESTIE

what about a tired and very touch-starved jason wakes up at like 2pm and fem!reader is out of bed??? and he comes and finds them and throws them over his shoulder and brings them back to bed???? because why would you leave jaybean by himself????? unnacceptable???

THIS IS SO ADORABLE WHAT

And the idea of people waiting for my requests to be open is so weird like… what do you mean you wanna read my writings and hear my thoughts??? Y’all make me smile so much I swear

Side note: I’m so sorry this is a month late. And then also another day late than I said I would post.

Side side note: if y’all saw me post this without the photo header…. No you didn’t

M.I.A

Jason Todd x gn!Reader || Domestic Fluff || Word Count: 758

Warnings: not completely proofread. Gun mention.

Jason’s pulled himself out of a bad dream. Not quite a nightmare, though something eerily close.

It was one of those rare nights that he had off of patrol. One he where the two of you got to eat dinner together, watch some TV, get ready for bed, then fall asleep in your shared bed. He enjoyed the chances when he got them.

He laid on his stomach under the comfortably heavy duvet. His left arm was bent beneath his pillow, his hand grazing the hidden .44 he had convinced you to let him keep there, the other arm laying in front of him. He kept his eyes closed, clinging to his last tendrils of sleep.

All he needed was you back in his arms and his dreams would turn good again, filled with the smell of your soap and hints of faded perfume.

Slowly, he stretches his right arm out across the sheets, sleepily searching for your form. It drags along the sheets, his entire body only half-asleep.

He’s aware that there’s this… itch in his skin. Not a physical itch. An itch that can only be satisfied by having your arms around him again.

Jason Todd doesn’t count sheep. He counts your heart beats or your breathing. Sometimes both.

He must be laying further to the edge of his side of the bed than he thought. Usually, he doesn’t have to reach this far to get to you when you two drift apart in your sleep.

His hand grazes the wall. His eyes shoot open.

You aren’t in bed.

He pushes himself up with his elbows. A tired, confused, and slightly panicked frown settled on his face, his hair mussed up and flat on one side of his head.

The bedroom window is closed. The door is cracked open.

Then he notices the sound of the tap running in the kitchen.

Jason gets up and out of bed, moving languidly. He pads his way out of the bedroom and into the hallway.

His eyes squint at the light you had turned on as he stands in the doorway. All foggy panic he felt before faded away at the sight of you, filling a glass with water, standing in one of his shirts.

He shuffles his feet. A purposeful noise that he wouldn’t otherwise make as he went about his day, one to get your attention.

You turn around, your glass of water in your hand. You take notice of your boyfriend’s large stature filling the entryway, a sleepy pout on his lips. You give him a smile. He can tell you're trying not to laugh at his fatigued state.

“Want a glass, too?”

Jason shakes his head. He makes his way across the kitchen, his brows still furrowed against the light.

He just wants you back in bed with him.

He reaches for your glass after you sip from it. You hand it to him. Jason takes the cold glass in his right hand, bends down a little, and wraps his left arm tight around the bottom of your bum. He stands back up, now with you draped over his shoulder.

You squeal out a fit of laughter, "Jay!"

He flicks off the light as he exits the kitchen, makes his way back into the hall, then kicks the door to your bedroom shut as he carries you in.

Gently, he sets you back down on the edge of the bed. Once you're properly seated, he hands your water back for you to finish. Seeing your bright smile makes his own lips tug into a small one.

Jason rakes his hands through his hair as you drink. He rubs his hands over his face, digging the heels of his palms into his eyes from a moment, trying to shake a bit of the sleep still clinging to him.

You hand him back the nearly finished glass of water. He watches you shuffled back under the covers, moving over to the wall-side. Your side. He finishes off the last two gulps of your water and sets the glass on the night stand.

He follows you under the covers, immediately pulling you close. He presses a kiss to your cheek and drops his head into the crook of your neck, an arm draped around your waist, the other tucked under his pillow. He kisses your shoulder and gently squeezes your waist once.

Your arms settle around him, "If you wanted cuddles you could’ve just asked, you know."

Jason only grumbles an incoherent response. He shuffles and presses closer to you, holding you tight.

You kiss his forehead and Jason starts to count.

Ahh!! I hope you like! This is lowkey rushed.

Also you can catch my personal headcanon of how Jason WILL keep his bed, with or without you in it, as far away from the window and door as possible. And you best believe that when you two share, you're getting the wall side so he can act as a barrier for any possible danger that may come in.

Omg hey girlypop, what is your best dr stone headcanon?

hi girlypop bestie! Imma be so honest I couldn’t come up with one on the top of my head so I wrote one for most of the characters. Probably gonna make a part two with the rest idk. I hope this’ll do!💝

Headcanon for most dr stone characters 🎀

Senku: he likes hanging around you the most so he picks up some of your habits (ex: if you like to dance when you work you’ll catch him swaying or dancing a bit too)

Taiju: since Yuzuriha is always making cute things for everyone he tried to make something for her

Yuzuriha: all the suits Senku and all the scientist wear for their meetings are made by her or from her brand

Kohaku: whether she’s dating a man/woman/nonbinary person she’ll insist she does the heavy lifting 

Chrome: searches for the best rocks or stones for your wedding ring to be

Kinro: lied to a security guard breaking a rule so you could meet one of your favorite musicians 

Ginro: ACTUALLY trains with Kohaku because he’s worried he won’t be able to protect you

Gen: refuses to use his mental tricks on you because he doesn’t want to manipulate you

Kaseki: whenever the dr stone couples have kids he makes toys for them

Tsukasa: always kissed you before a fight for good luck 

Magma: stops trying to be the village chief in order to make you fall for him

Nikki: writes down Lilian song lyrics she remembers and gives them to you because they remind her of you

Ukyo: wants a huge family I’m talking like 6 kids

Yo: tries to flirt but it often sounds like insults

Hyoga: if you’re not from Japan he’ll teach you Japanese traditions

Homura: knows all the kingdom of science drama and will tell you it like a bedtime story 

Minami: plans on making a scrapbook of all the pictures of you and her together

Ryusui: loves sports cars so before the petrification you and him would go speeding around Japan 

Francois: teaches you how to cook, clean, etc. in case they’re not there to help you 

Soyuz: as soon as he decided to become chief of treasure island he proposed saying he needed a priestess to be by this side

GUYS I FOUND IT!!! I FOUND WHERE I CAN AT LEAST WATCH OF THE ORIGINAL ANIME!!!!

Guys I’m trying to watch Hajime no ippo but Crunchyroll took it off for some reason??? And I don’t have Netflix so I have no idea where to watch I now!!! 😭😭😭😭

Reblog to hug prev poster (they need a hug)

Takeshi x Rachel

Yeah sorry I can’t think of a cute ship name for us unfortunately lol

BUT HEY, FIRST SELFSHIP PIECE. I want to thank @qdettos for inspiring me after seeing his lovely yume art with Keisuke! 🥹 It’s literally a dream come true to finally draw Takeshi and I together ❤️ It was a bit challenging to draw myself, but it was absolutely worth it. I couldn’t be happier with how this piece came out…I keep looking at it and smiling. Even our cars are in love lol 😭

It’s also been a year since I posted my first Takeshi drawing on tumblr…which means I’ve been in the fandom for a year! I’m so grateful for this community and all of the wonderful friends I’ve made online because of Initial D. I get emotional all of the time about it lol. You guys are amazing and I love you all so much ❤️

People used to comment on web comics.

People used to comment on fanfiction.

People used to comment on fanart.

People used to comment on OCs.

I hate "content" culture.

I hate "consuming content" and scrolling immediately to the next thing.

People used to be excited about the art that other people created.

People used to want to share that excitement with creators.

I hate this future.