I Literally Need The New Papa Iv Plushie Hes So Cute And Skrunkly I Absolutely Need It But ITS 40 DOLLARS😭

i feel like spamton would totally wear the same dirty hawaiian shirt that has the first four buttons unbuttoned with dirty white shorts with a ton of stains and some absolutely filthy black crocs if he was human.

if anyone at all would like to play red dead online with me, please comment sob im very lonely and dont know what im doing im on xbox one :))

Ok, so I already commented on this and I know im late doing this but,,

The author did an absolutely amazing job with this fanfic and I feel really happy and special that someone wrote a fanfic off of one of my Agatha imagines. definitely check out the author, their @ is @poetsdeadxo thank you SO much for doing this and I’m completely in love with this fanfic, we stan soft Aggs :))

home to you [1/2] (agatha harkness x reader)

hi there! this is my first time posting a fic and uhh yeah. hope you guys enjoy!! might post part two next week (or sunday)!! 

this is inspired by a post made by @agatha-harkness-simp​ (i hope you don’t mind and if you’re not happy with it i can take it down i don’t mind honestly!!)

Agatha sighed as she closed the front door, her forehead leaning against the cold wood. Usually she loved her trips, but this one was different. Not only was it further away than usual, it was also a lot longer. Her last few trips have been 2-3 days, maybe 4 at a push but they never extended past a week. This one was for a month. It was a month away from you, her angel, her true love. She would do anything for you, and hated being away from you for too long. It drove her insane.

Your relationship with Agatha has been your longest so far. You’ve been together for 3 years but it felt as if you’d been together for most of your lives. It felt as if you were soulmates. For Agatha, this was a whole new ballgame. She’d never been in anything as long term as this, she was usually too afraid of the other person getting hurt, or hurting them accidentally or them eventually fearing her because of what she was. But you, you took her by surprise, as you always do nowadays. You didn’t judge at all, in fact, you found it cool that she was a witch, and rather hot. The fact that she stood in her own power and didn’t cower to anyone or anything was amazing to you, and incredibly empowering… also extremely hot.

The day she met (a more accurate description would be when she bumped into) you at that coffee shop is one of her favourite memories. She remembered how much of a stuttering mess you were blurting out as many apologies as possible as you attempted to wipe the coffee you’d spilt down her shirt whilst she remained silent, watching you. It was her fault, she wasn’t paying attention but you immediately took the blame. You’d continue to panic until she took hold of your hands softly to stop you from hastily wiping, reassuring you it was okay and that no harm was done. She told you she didn’t like this shirt anyway and that now she had a reason to get rid of it (not that she did, unsurprisingly she’s the sentimental type and kept it in the end, not that she’d ever tell you). You asked how you could make it up to her regardless, and she asked for one simple thing. That you both meet the next day for coffee, at the same coffee shop at the same time. You agreed. From that day on, she knew she would never let you go, and the same could be said for you with her. You both fell for each other the second you met.

She found it odd that the only light downstairs was coming from the kitchen. She further realised that there was something else missing in the darkened front room: you. The last few trips she’d been on, the day she was returning you’d stayed up until she got home, wanting to kiss her and hug her the second she walked through the door, even if she protested that you needed to sleep; she couldn’t always guarantee she would get home at a reasonable time. She dropped her bag by the door and walked through the seemingly empty house, feeling a sense of dread until she noticed the pre-prepared cup left next to the almost cold kettle. You knew she loved to have a cup of tea when she came home, so you’d prepped one for her, putting her favourite lavender teabag in for her. Agatha’s smile returned as she boiled it again, looking around the small kitchen and remembering all the nights you’d spent together trying to bake or cook things that were sometimes successful, sometimes not so much. All the times she’d come up behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist, pressing soft kisses into your shoulder or peppering your cheek with them as you softly argued about needing to make dinner. She’d turn you around and switch the radio on with her magic so she didn’t have to let go of you, swaying together to whatever song was playing. She’d always tell you how much she loved you, how much you meant to her, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as she held you as close to her as possible.

She was pulled out of her memories by the kettle whistling before going quiet, alerting Agatha it was finally boiled. She poured the hot water into the mug before walking upstairs slowly, hoping you were still awake. Once she reached the bedroom she stopped in the doorway, admiring the sweet scene before her. You were curled up on the bed, wearing her favourite purple jumper, fast asleep with Senor Scratchy in your arms. Her smile widened, she couldn’t believe she’d not seen your gorgeous face in a month. As much as she loved modern technology, she still didn’t see the purpose of having a phone but that was before she met you, and realised long distances were hard on the both of you. Maybe she’d finally get one, just so she could talk to you when she’s away. She remained in the doorway for a few minutes, just taking in being home and finally seeing you. She sipped on her tea before she walked towards her side of the bed, noticing how the moonlight slipped through the gap in the curtains, illuminating parts of your face softly. She finished her tea quickly before she carefully opened her bedside drawer to grab her pyjamas, not wanting to waste anymore time she could be spending snuggling with you, making up for lost time.

Senor Scratchy sensed movement beside him and woke softly, turning in your arms to see who or what it was, growling quietly in case it was an intruder or someone he didn’t like and needed to protect you. Once he recognised the other person was Agatha, he began purring happily. Agatha leaned over to pet him in an attempt to calm him down. “I know, I know, shhh. You missed me, I was gone for too long, I agree. I hope you behaved while I was gone.“ Agatha whispered to make sure she didn’t wake you. They both turned to look at your face, soft and peaceful, too deep in slumber to hear them.

"I think someone else missed me too.”

Scratchy curled back up into your arms as you shivered, the cold air finally reaching your bare legs. Shorts were not a good idea when you’re sleeping alone in winter. Agatha unfolded the blanket under your legs to pull it up to your waist, so you could warm up and still let Scratchy see what was going on. When she found the pyjamas she’d been looking for, she used her magic to change rather than physically doing it, it would take up too much time and she was far too impatient in that moment.

She finally climbed into your shared bed, trying her hardest not to disturb you from your sleep. As she turned to face you, she pulled you closer to her. You found Agatha’s warmth welcoming, moving closer unconsciously. Agatha opened her arms and allowed you to snuggle against her chest, your head resting against her shoulder. She admired you for a moment before pressing a few soft kisses to your forehead and temple. She rested her chin atop your head, one hand delicately brushing through your hair, something she did to calm you down or to help you sleep. The other wrapped around your waist, her forearm lightly resting against Scratchy’s back, making sure he felt included too.

Every time she came home from her trips, this was the only thing she wanted to do, cuddle with you and Scratchy, who the pair of you affectionately refer to as her son, the two most important people in her life. You both found it hard to sleep without the other person, often only getting a few hours sleep or suffering from bouts of sleeplessness when away. That first night back together is always so important to the pair of them, hence who you like staying up to see her when she gets home. She can imagine you might be heartbroken when you wake up and realise you weren’t there to greet her when she got back, but it was okay. The fact that Agatha gets to cuddle you and hold you close now means more to her than anything, and knowing she wouldn’t have to go anywhere for the foreseeable future was even better. The rest of the week would consist of the pair of you staying in bed, not leaving each other’s arms (and the house if you can both help it).

“Next time, I won’t be gone for as long as I was today. I promise you, my angel. No more long trips, I don’t like it when you’re not next to me whether in bed or not. I missed you far too much to be humanly possible.” She whispered these promises into your hair as you continued sleeping, aware she was there but at the same time, you weren’t too sure if she was really there or if you were fully immersed in the dream you were having. You always dreamt of Agatha when she was away.

“I love you baby, more than words can say.”

She pressed a soft kiss against your lips before closing her eyes, finally feeling at peace with her lover in her arms and her son cuddled up between them.

Nothing could make her happier, knowing she would always come home to you.

Dating the Riddler HC’s

(Paul Dano Riddler)

NOT MY GIF :)

He will absolutely make you your own mask and have you on his streams with him

If anyone criticizes you or is mean to you in any way, all of their information will be out to the public in less than an hour

Will make you small little love riddles and leave them in your apartment for you

Im telling you this man makes the best goddamn sandwiches its not even funny, if your hungry he will make you a mind blowing sandwhich

(My friend came up with this) He is a discord mod in multiple servers and literally lives on discord, you will join all his servers and he’ll pay for your nitro

(My friend also came up with this) He streams batman games and fortnite on his twitch, if he dies in any game he will rage so fucking hard

I like to think he likes rock music but also sometimes classical music with a smidge of jazz sometimes

He loves to cuddle and be cuddled, poor guy is touch starved. give him some hugs please

Hes kind of a stalker but thats ok, hes still a cute little nerdy guy

Loves Harry Potter. fight me.

just saying Agatha would totally call you Bunny if you were dating her

Hi there! This is my first post on Tumblr so I hope you enjoy! This short one-shot will be about Y/N having a rough day and coming home to Loki ready to comfort them. Gender nutreal reader will be used in this! Hope you enjoy! (Gif is not mine)

WARNINGS

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Small amount of cursing but that’s really it

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Y/N was currently at work and stressed out due to the amount of work they had to do since their boss was a complete a hole and decided that Y/N would have to stay late just to get some paperwork done that their boss should’ve done. Finally finishing, Y/N walked out of the complex pissed and just wanting to go home to their boyfriend and to cuddle. That’s all they wanted right now. To cuddle Loki.

After about 15 minutes of driving Y/N had finally arrived home and hurriedly opened the door to the car, got out, closed the door, and then locked it. Hurriedly walking inside their house and seeing Loki.

“I knew it. Your upset, what happened my dear?” Loki asked Y/N with a worried look. “My stupid job. Can we just cuddle...? Please?” Y/N begged to which Loki could not say no to the cute face they were making. “Of course my sweet.” Loki said with a chuckle and picked Y/N up and carried them bridal style to their room which Y/N squealed internally to. Loki smiled at them and Y/N smiled back.

Opening the door Loki gently placed Y/N onto their bed and then shut the door soon Loki got into bed with them and gently wrapped his arms around Y/N’s waist and pulled them against his chest. Y/N sighed happily and Loki smiled. “I hope you feel better darling.” Loki said softly and Y/N nodded, “How could I not feel better when I get to be with you?” they flirted to which Loki chuckled at. Some time had passed and Y/N slowly drifted off and Loki did the same but not before he gently whispered in Y/N’s ear, “Sleep well darling, and I shall wake up and see your beautiful face in the morning.” And then they fell asleep.

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END

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I hope you enjoyed!

this will contain spoilers for Loki episode 5!

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Gif isn’t mine but I just wanna say he wasn’t even in the episode that long but im simping hard for this man its not funny

thank you for your time

Sleeping with Edward HC’s<3

not my gif!!

Warnings - none, just soft little green nerdy man :))

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Is a switch between a big and small spoon, if hes having a bad day you will need to spoon the hell out of this little guy.

I like to think he barely sleeps, hes either plotting or writing in his journal.

He is absolutely a sleep talker and you cant tell me otherwise.

He has nightmares quite often, poor guy went through so much :(

He needs to be able to feel you when hes asleep, he’ll be a nervous wreck otherwise in his dreams.

When you fall asleep before him, he will absolutely run his hands through your hair and when hes ready to sleep he’ll be so sweet and kiss your head before sleeping<33

He often likes to watch crime documentaries before bed hes a plotting guy, he needs ideas.

I think he will doodle himself with you and batman sometimes when hes up late.

Will always feed his cute little rats before bed<3333333

He likes to hold your hand before you two eventually fall asleep.

hes so cute im sobbing<3

Just look at this gorgeous woman<3

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