I was 7 years old when SpongeBob premiered, and I never grew out of it. 💛 Happy 25 to the fans and the crew!

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I was 7 years old when SpongeBob premiered, and I never grew out of it. 💛 Happy 25 to the fans and the crew!
Hey sweetie :) It’s your mother again! You did great on the last one i really enjoyed it! Hope you’re doing well! Could you do c00lkid and reader baking a cake at 3am but they are missing some ingredients?
Ty sweetheart! <333
( ◠ ◠ 。 Oh look a request!
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MOMMMYYYYY
Im so sorry I didn’t go according to schedule,something came up so I’m trying to rush myself🥀
Mentioned characters: 1x1x1x1x
Warning: mentions of killing,fire..remember that…mentions of stealing,cursing
Pairing PLATONIC c00lkid x Afab!parent!reader
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You lay on your bed, restless. It was 2:53 AM, and in just a few hours, it would be your time—to take down Two Time, Shedletsky, Elliot, Chance… all of them. But tonight felt different. For some reason, sleep wouldn’t come, and your body felt off. Uneasy. Sick, even. Muttering curses under your breath, you pressed a hand to your burning forehead, everything in you screaming that this wasn’t right. Not tonight. Then—*creak*—the sound of the door slowly opening broke the silence. Hand still resting on your head, you looked up. Standing there was C00lkid, eyes locked on yours. The moment he saw you awake, he stepped inside without a word and drifted silently toward your bed.
“Hey…Can we bake a cake?”
A cake… A cake? Really? To be honest, that *does* sound like him—random, impulsive, totally unpredictable—but still, why now of all times? You glance over at the clock, squinting through the dim light. Yep, it’s 3 AM. That fact alone makes everything feel even more surreal. You’re completely drained, your limbs heavy, your eyes burning from lack of sleep. None of this makes sense. It’s too early for anything, let alone cake. Your brain is foggy, struggling to process what’s happening, but despite how ridiculous it all seems, you find yourself moving. Do you get up anyway? Yeah… yeah, you do. You push yourself upright with a groggy sigh, blinking a few times as your mind tries to catch up. It’s like your body’s on autopilot. You sit there for a moment, trying to fully grasp the situation, but all you can do is stare ahead in growing confusion, unsure whether this is some strange dream—or just *him* being exactly who he is.
“At 3 in the morning? Fucking…why?…” “Pleasee?”
Here you were now, standing in the dimly lit kitchen, staring in quiet disbelief at the painfully limited supplies laid out in front of you. One egg. Just one. A small bottle of water. Somehow, against all odds, a box of cake mix had managed to survive in the back of the cupboard, as if it had been waiting for this very moment. That part almost felt like fate. But everything else? A disaster. The real issue, though, was the icing—or rather, the complete *lack* of it. There was barely enough left to coat even half the cake, and that was being optimistic. You already knew what was coming. c00lkid, with all his usual chaotic energy, was going to eat most of the icing before the cake was even in the oven. You could picture it perfectly: him dipping a spoon straight into the tub, grinning like a gremlin, acting as if it was totally normal behavior at three in the morning. You sighed, running a hand through your hair, mentally preparing yourself for the inevitable. Then, slowly, you turned to face him
“Hey buddy,try not to eat all the icing we don’t have-“
“I’ll g0 steal s0me!”
He suddenly turned and took off, yelling something about getting icing like it was a life-or-death mission. But before he could make it out of the kitchen, you reached out, grabbed the back of his shirt, and pulled him back. With one quick motion, you turned him to face you, stopping him in his tracks as he blinked in surprise.
“Number one: Quiet down,Number two:Why don’t we just do this in the morning?” “Come on! Please?”
Another skip. Now you were here, mixing together whatever ingredients you managed to scrape together, half-asleep and running on fumes. Surprisingly, c00lkid was actually behaving—he hadn’t touched the frosting, though he kept eyeing it like it was calling his name. Once the batter was in the oven, all you could do was hope it baked properly and that you could stay conscious long enough to take it out. You were standing there, swaying slightly, barely awake, your eyelids heavy. Then c00lkid shook your arm, a rare look of concern on his face. When you groggily asked what was wrong, he didn’t say anything—just pointed toward the oven, which was, to your horror, completely on fire.
“wh…wh..what…What?…WHAT?”
You snapped into action immediately, grabbing a nearby bucket and shoving it toward c00lkid, yelling at him to fill it with water. While he ran off, you grabbed a towel, ready to try and smother the flames. But just as you turned back to the oven, things took another turn. c00lkid came rushing back—with 1x right behind him. Before you could say a word, 1x snatched the bucket and, clearly confused by the chaos, threw the water at both you and the fire in one big splash. Soaking wet and surrounded by smoke, you looked at him as he stood there, eyes wide, completely lost.
“What the hell was-“ “cake.” “It’s almost 4am.” “Yeah…I know.”
In the end! No cake,You let c00lkid eat all the icing before putting him to bed,then taking yourself to the couch which was only where you could make yourself too,Did you have fun? Yeah! Just wish it was when you weren’t tired
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Here we go! I’m gonna do my other request first before I do my said two time x reader
Have a good day!
YEAH BABY! WOOHOOHOOOO!!!
Baby Patrick
hmm i wont start trauma posting rn because i dont think anyone wants to read that But lets just say this screenshot i took encapsulates how i feel at the moment
Dipper/Mabel V.S. Plankton
Dipper and Mabel Pines
Plankton
PLABS TIME BABEYYYY