𝕃𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝔻𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕂ℕ𝕐 𝕀𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕢𝕦𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕤!!!

you have no idea of how constantly i catch myself thinking about it...

i just fucking need a fic where zoro is a stay-at-home trophy (male) wife and robin is like, the provider of the household. and a bunch of mommy kink. please.

New favourite gif....

I am mesmerised by Fred’s angry face.

this is canon

*Luffy busting into Law's room at 2am*

Luffy: Torao i have an emergency

Law: what

Luffy: why is it called a chicken dance if i dont get any chicken when i dance??? ive been dancing for-

Law:

Law: get the fuck out

Story Idea no 1: Contaminated

Harry Potter x Zombies

Well it’s been 3 years after the war. Most warriors become auror or just works at the ministry. Me, and the weasley twins become quidditch players in Puddlemere United quidditch team (me as a chaser, the twins as beater as usual).

Our lives couldn’t have been more better after the war. I mean, i just saved fred-fkin-weasley from death. Like, imagine if i didn’t save him at the first place (*cough* jk rowling *cough*). One day, Kingsley Shacklebolt aka our new minister of magic suddenly called us (the golden trio, silver trio, me and the twins) and tell us that there’s been a freakin Zombie attack on the muggle world! And that the zombies at trying to get through our world too. After long lectures of “what the hell is a mo’ freakin zombie” lectured by me and Hermione, we get ready.

We’re not just gonna use wands, we’re also gonna use muggle weapons, such as: gun, knife, sword (yes, Kingsley succeeded to Convince us to use a sword) , and bunch other stuff. While the ministry is spreading warning through daily prophet, we got down to muggle world and, oh boy.

It’s turning into a freakin apocalypse now!

Kingsley told us about how there’s zombies around because a stupid company has spilled dangerous chemicals and contamining some water sources and people at the company too. When the people contaminated with these chemicals, their cell brains got destroyed and leave them to behave like animals. specifically, cannibals. They become crazy and sht and people that they bite or tear will become zombies too.

And then we basically just got inside a freakin war zone. And you wanna ask which one’s worse; this apocalypse or battle of Hogwarts? I think you already know the answer. – yea i just watched ‘freakish’ (its a tv show on hulu ft Liza Koshy fyi) and i was inspired so i make this story idea ehe -lily

Steven: Pigeon

Marc:

*Minutes later*

Steven: Dog

Marc: ??

*Minutes later*

Steven: Mouse

Marc: STEVEN WHY??

Steven: I like acknowledging their presence. Sometimes I wish people would do that to me. It makes me feel real

Marc:

---------- Next time Marc is fronting ------------

Marc, seeing Steven in a reflection: Steven

Steven: ?

Marc, seeing Steven in a puddle: Steven

Steven: Aw wait Marc are you- 🥺 thanks man

Marc:

Marc: :)

A tender scene from Manacled by @senlinyu that I really loved. Also Oxford hoodie 💚

and we did just save your life! so, you're welcome for that

Marc Spector, I need your help.

And now they give us a movie and three series with Moon Knigth and Loki, and Daredevil, and Spiderman, and Deadpool. 

Please. Thank you. 

THIS IS SO SWEET AND ADORABLE AAAAAAA NOW I WANT A BEAR WITH MATT'S VOICE

build-a-bear

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Reader

Summary: a day out with Matt and your niece ended up with a sweet surprise

based on this ask

Warning: matt being adorable, tooth-rotting fluff that makes you want to punch a wall.

Note: this is just the right mood for valentine. happy valentine, lovelies! thank you so much for constantly showing love and appreciation to my work. another treat for you on this lovely day <3

As much as the idea of Matt getting along with your niece seemed to be heartwarming, the reality of having to accept the consequence of having him wrapped around her little fingers was a little less adorable than it ought to be sometimes. You found yourself trailed along behind them in a Build-A-Bear store, Lily practically dragging Matt into the store.

You smiled at the sight, how could you not? Matt was equally excited to be there as Lily did, and the picture of both of them happily exploring every nook and cranny of the store to find the perfect companion to bring home was more than adorable. Too adorable.

“Matty, what do you think about this one?” Lily chirped. She shoved an unstuffed teddy bear into his hands.

Matt hummed thoughtfully, his hand gently trailing the outline of it. “I like this one!”

Lily scrunched her nose. “You like every single one I showed you!” she huffed adorably and turned her attention to you instead. “What do you think about this one?”

“I think the brown one is cuter, baby,” you gently took the unstuffed teddy bear from Matt’s hand.

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Oookaaaay,” Lily dragged her words, twirling around just because she could. It seemed to be her new favorite thing to do. “I want to look around!” she announced, already making a mad dash towards the other side of the store, ignoring your warning not to run.

You nudged Matt gently—he was busy trailing his hand around every unstuffed plush he could get his hand on—with a slight grin. “If my sister asks why we return her daughter with a new teddy bear, you’re the one who’ll give her an explanation.”

“I’m not the one who drives us to the mall,” Matt shrugged.

“I drove us to the mall to get lunch! Not a new teddy bear!”

He chuckled, the corner of his eyes crinkling adorably. The sight of Matt standing in the middle of a Build-A-Bear store somehow made him twice adorable as necessary. “She deserves a new teddy bear.”

“You only say that because you want to claim the favorite uncle title, aren’t you?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he said, an unmistakable smile tugging on his face as he walked away.

“Look! Look!” Lily’s screeches took your attention away. She was running with a different unstuffed teddy bear in her hand, a wide smile on her face. “I want this one! I want this one! Can I have this one?”

You sighed affectionately, silently made peace with the fact that probably Matt was not the only party who got wrapped around Lily’s little fingers in this relationship.

The rest of the day went without a hitch. Lily happily clutched her teddy bear everywhere with her for the rest of the day. She insisted on everyone addressing her teddy bear as nothing but Bonbon—the name she picked—and produced the biggest pout in the city when Matt teasingly refused to call it Bonbon.

Everything went well again and all was forgiven when Matt bought her a strawberry froyo as a peace offering. He was rewarded with a kiss on the cheek, even.

Your sister didn’t raise too much of a question when you dropped Lily with Bonbon on her porch by the end of the day. She only laughed when she spotted a teddy bear clutched on Lily’s hand.

“I know you’re in a friendly competition to claim the favorite uncle throne with our brother,” your sister gestured a hand between you and her with a grin. “But please, don’t spoil her too much. She has enough toys to open a store.”

Matt still refused to acknowledge the whole thing, cheekily insisted that he had no idea what the fuss was all about.

You wrapped the day up by plopping on the couch with a soft groan, feeling the excitement of the day slowly simmering down with weary sun outside, already dipping beneath the horizon. Matt stood in the middle of the living room with a soft smile on his face as he handed you a cup of tea. He was bathed in the soft glowing light that made him look like he was sparkling from inside out. You couldn’t help but smile.

“Are you happy today?” you couldn’t resist asking the question. “You seem really happy today.”

“It’s been a good day,” his smile grew wider. “And I have something to show you.”

“Oh?”

“Wait here.”

He disappeared into your shared room momentarily and emerged with a brown teddy bear in his hand—unmistakably from Build-A-Bear—dressed with devil horns, complete with a red cape and fork on one of its hands.

“Surprise?” he was practically giggling now. “I asked them to dress it in a devil costume. I don’t know if they get it right.”

You laughed delightfully, gently grabbing the teddy bear from his hands. It was a far cry from Daredevil, sure, but the funky little horns were enough similarity. You squeezed it gently, and a recording of Matt’s voice saying, ‘I love you, would you be my valentine?’ rang out.

You snorted a laugh.

“Don’t laugh,” Matt chuckled, poking you gently. “Answer the question.”

“I actually have something for you too,” you grinned widely. “Wait here!”

You yanked open the wardrobe in your shared room eagerly, fishing out the week-old surprise gift hidden in plain sight. You made sure it was placed just below the usual spot where Matt would run his hands around to grab an outfit.

You watched his face transitioning from a confused smile to a slight shock, and to a realization dawned on him as you thrust the prize into his waiting hand with a huge grin. The sight alone was worth the king’s ransom.

His hands faltered slightly. “Is this?”

“Surprise!” you cheered with a laugh. “I also got you a teddy bear. I even dress him in a suit and tie with sunglasses. His name is Matty.”

Matt squeezed the bear gently, and a recording of your voice saying ‘I love you and I’m proud of you!’ played. He squeezed it, again, again, and again, giggling to himself every time the recording replayed.

“Okay, okay, enough!” you swatted his hands away. “God, I sound terrible.”

Matt chuckled as he gently pulled you into his lap. He peppered kisses all over your face without warning, his stubble brushing against your face made you squirm and giggle. His arms firmly snaked around your waist, securely holding you close.

“Thank you, baby,” he said softly. “And I, too, am proud of you. Always.”

You dipped to steal a quick kiss. “I can’t believe we got each other a teddy bear.”

“We make a really great pear.”

“The sweetest pear,” you brushed your thumb across his cheekbone. “Happy valentine, baby.”

“Happy valentine, honey.”