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brights-place · 4 months

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I apologize but could you maybe write more Creek x male/Gn reader headcanons please….I enjoy your writing for him😔 preferably sfw and nsfw hcs but whichever is fine 😔

Creek Dating Headcannons

Pairing: Creek X S/O

Warnings: Fluff, Slight Angst

A/N: I wanted to do SFW! headcannons mostly fluff since I mainly write that and angst and cause i'm to lazy to write about NSFW Headcannons sorry lovely!

- He’s an stupid fucking hippie somebody get Cartman to hit him!/HJ

- Dating creek comes with it's pros and cons like in every relationship

- but you We’re dating the TRAITOR to the pop trolls.... well you were before

- Creek is the most positive, supportive, reassuring Troll in all of Troll Village before he betrayed all of them he was approaching everything with Zen like wisdom. He’s calm, collected and capable. - You fell in love with him like all the other trolls but when he betrayed troll village you couldn't help but be hurt since you and him did yoga together and always talked to eachother happily about your interests together... - you were dating him before he betrayed everybody and your relationship was kept private

- Compliments you and praises your ass 21/7 365 the reason I didn’t say 24/7 is cause he’s ask you to do yoga with him the other times or is doing some spiritual shit

- If he see’s you not doing the positions right while doing yoga in his yoga classes he’s walk over and fix it especially in some positions but when alone doing your just solo yoga session together he holds your waist and fixes you to some positions that are quite suggestive

- Hands touching your waist and helping you stay in balance while his breaths hit your neck or ear

- As your lover he takes that shit seriously and enjoys how you get jealous when other female trolls since he’s quite popular with them try to ask him out

- but if it’s the other way around male, female, any other gendered or non-gendered trolls ask you out he’s gripping your waist smiling at the person happily but his ‘Aura’ would be threatening

- Loves showing you how much he cares for you and loves having new experience switch you and quite enjoys the fact that YOU let out cute noises when shown a bit of affection from him

- he enjoys how flustered you get most of the time - He loves when you soothe and remind him that it’s okay to be funny and goofy in some moments - Pays attention to every detail about your stories, hobbies or anything you enjoy whenever you open up abit before realising your rambling. - He understands emotions and your aura so well so if you wanted to vent or rant to him he would listen combing his hands through your hair as you ranted/vented about things. - Creek would sense your Aura and notice your mood completely - Due to being this yoga, spiritual dude he'd try and relax you with words. - He always knows what to say to cheer up others - He likes to prove that he's better then Branch. So you'd have to apologize to branch and hold onto creek and pull him away cause it always leads creek leads him to play foul at times.

- I WHOLE HEARTILY BELIEVE THIS LITTLE SHIT IS AN SWITCH IN BED! - He praises you every chance he fucking gets like have you seen him around poppy and the others he wants to be likeable but for you he wanted to be the only one in your heart like how you were the only one in his heart too. - but when you and him were taken by an bergen he held you close while you worried with the others - he tried to calm everyone down which kind of worked before that bergen chef decided to freak everyone out again - creek gripped onto you to soothe you the most out of everybody - When he betrayed you… He turned to look at you when he said that he was selling you all out for his own safety. - The pain in your eyes made his heart break as he was going to walk towards you but poppy choked him as he just finished that sentence

- you stared at him as he clawed to breathe others pulling poppy back but when he panted and glanced to you he saw how you stared and faced your back towards him not looking at him at all... - He did it to save himself he thought you'd understand? You SHOULD understand - He allows you to kiss his freckles for abit while he holds you close

- After the thing that happened with the Bergen’s and banishing Creek and that Ugly Bergen chef you were alone but poppy and the others helped you with that

- The other Trolls may have forgiven Creek, but Branch didn't and the two remain rivals throughout the series but you didn't forgive creek either once he came back - He tied to talk to you like he didn't betray you and tried to get back an place in your heart like he did before - “(Name) My love please I thought you out of all people would understand” he said taking an step closer reaching an hand out as you slapped it away with an look of disgust on your face “Understand? Understand what! You’d save yourself for an own selfish reason and leaving us to die in the stomach of Bergen’s!” You exclaimed loudly towards him “You left your friends to suffer! you left ME to suffer. Creek you are lucky that the others forgive you but I can’t” Creeks world crumbled at that moment as he saw you turn your back on him. - He wanted you to go back to loving him. The way you two would talk in each-others own pods sleeping together cuddling ranting and joking around by the dumbest things. - He wanted you to hold him. He wanted you to go back to Surprising him randomly and peppering his face with kisses… He couldn’t get that back could he?

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flowersandbigteeth · 3 months

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What’s being pregnant with most of your OCs like? Who’s super gentle, attentive, protective, etc?

Also if you feel like answering, who is wanting or reluctant to take pregnancy glamor shots of us?

This is an entirely random selection of characters ｡：ﾟﾟ(´∀｀)･｡ just whatever came to mind

When I read this the first one that came to mind is Vylkas who is chaotic evil : he will murder anyone who looks at you, rubs your belly, makes any lame pregnancy jokes, or doesn't get up so you can sit down on the subway. It is his way. He would be more reluctant to take pictures because nobody gets to see your cute belly but him! If you insist, he would probably secretly murder the photographer afterwards, tbh

Idreod is deeply confused. He has no idea what to do with all of the love bubbling inside of him, which will express itself in extreme protectiveness. He will glare at anyone who looks at you and carry you around because he's convinced your feet might hurt or someone might bump into you, even if they don't. He will also be the one you catch silently staring at you from across the room with tears in his eyes. If you were able, he might actually take you back to your home planet for safety.

Pretty much all of the Orcs will be doting and protective, but mostly doting. You want a certain food? They are out climbing mountains, threatening shopkeepers, and doing whatever else it takes to cure your cravings. They're buying piles of maternity clothes so you feel comfortable and lots of little accessories like slippers, face masks, and headbands.

Hugo will be deeply, deeply turned on. Your tummy filled with his baby melts his brain, sending him lusting after you. Hugo is the pregnancy glamor shot guy ^_^ There will be photoshoots for every stage of pregnancy

Chase will enjoy all of the baby stuff-- painting the nursery, the pregnancy classes, ultrasounds. He will be there on time and ready to participate. He would also like pregnancy photos

Kostas would be so very, very proud of you. His little darling carrying his big baby would just drench his heart in warm fuzzies. He would very carefully research human pregnancy and try to supply all of the necessary equipment. He'd be extremely patient with your moods, as well.

Nasos would be utterly bewildered and confused, as if this wasn't a natural product of having sex. He would probably buy a ton of stuff, only about half of it actually useful and run around in a somewhat panicked state calling Kostas for advice every time something he didn't expect happens.

Severin and Cedar would be the most hands off outwardly, because they are proud of how strong and independent you are. There would be a lot more sneaking behind your back so stuff you need or want "magically appears" when and where you need it. When they get you alone though, everything would switch and they would be very eager to rub lotion on your belly and massage your ankles.

Heath would be extremely encouraging, helping you get your steps in and teach you different yoga exercises and breathing techniques. He would also be the one who brags the most about your pregnancy. At the shop, he would be keeping the little old ladies updated about the progress and how cute you look in all of your maternity clothes. He'd come home with all sorts of gifts and family secrets to help with morning sickness!

#my oc #my ocs #sweet asks #sweet anons

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joesheistyy · 1 year

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Busted on Ice

This was inspired by me busting my ass on Wednesday because of ice and still having to go to class <3 yes, my ass has a bruise and so does my arm and my ego but I promise I’m fine and nothing is broken :)

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Wintertime in Cincinnati showed no remorse to anyone. The weather would switch between mid 60s to low 20s within a day, and who knew if it was going to rain, sleet, snow, or be sunny.

You were one to study the weather, checking it multiple times a day, almost like it was social media. For the past few days, the forecast had been predicting ice and maybe snow. Or snow and maybe ice. It could be anything.

Both you and Joe were not fans of the cold. A nice, crisp 60° day was your favorite, and same with Joe. So this cold weather system coming through made you want to hibernate until it was done with.

“Do we have everything we need in case we lose power?” Joe asked as he entered the living room to see you charging your computer on your lap while playing the Sims.

“Yeah I think so. I mean we’ve got plenty of blankets cause of my blanket addiction and we’ve got non perishable foods so we should be fine,” you reply, not looking away from your game.

“So I guess we just wait it out now, don’t we?” He asks, sitting down next to you.

“Yup, sounds about right,” you said with a shrug.

As the day went on, the weather got worse. Going from rain to sleet to snow and back to sleet. You and Joe spend most of the day cuddled up on the couch, avoiding the cold at all costs.

You two headed to bed in hopes that the roads and ground wouldn’t be as bad as the meteorologists had predicted.

As the sun rose the next day, you and Joe made sure to enjoy the warmth of your shared bed as long as you could. You had plans with your friends and you’d be damned if you missed them. First, yoga class, then mimosas.

You began to get ready in the bathroom as Joe stayed in bed, turning on an episode of SpongeBob. You put on your favorite lululemon leggings and align top and tossed one of Joe’s sweatshirts on top.

Joe got out of bed and decided to remote start the car for you as you made your water bottle. You bundled up and grabbed your bottle, heading out through the garage. The car was partially defrosted, but you always left with plenty of time for situations like this.

You stepped out from the safety of the dry garage, but what you didn’t know was that the ground below was frozen solid, yet clear.

You hit the ground, falling on your right arm.

Crack

The most blood curdling scream left your mouth.

Joe came running outside the moment he heard your scream. You were sitting on the ground, clutching onto your arm. Your clothes becoming wet. You were in shock, your eyes filled with tears.

“Oh my god y/n, what happened?” Joe questioned, pulling you carefully into the garage. Your butt slid along the ice until it hit the hard concrete garage floor.

“This fucking piece of shit weather,” you cried out, grasping your arm and trying to make it feel even the slightest bit better.

“Baby, you gotta be more careful,” he said as he pulled you upright, trying to avoid the arm that you fell on.

“Joe I heard a crack and it’s numb, I literally can’t feel anything right now,” you croaked out, looking up at him with fear in your eyes.

Joe gave you the same look, a look of shock as to the status of your arm. “Babe, we gotta take you to urgent care or something,”

“I refuse to leave this house because of this fucking ice,” you yelled, walking back into the house, still cradling your arm.

Joe followed you inside, pulling out his phone to call the team doctor to see if he had any suggestions. You sat on the couch, grabbing at your arm and trying not to move it because of the immense pain it caused. You were still in shock, your body language radiating pain.

“Okay the team doc said to take some Tylenol…” Joe trailed off as he frantically walked throughout the kitchen, “oh I know what would help…ice,” Joe laughed out, thinking he was being funny.

“Not fucking cool, Joseph. Tylenol isn’t gonna help the fact that I probably just broke my fucking arm. Quit being such an asshole,” you barked out, frustrated that you were in so much pain and at the comment that Joe made. Glares were exchanged between the two of you.

“You didn’t let me fucking finish, y/n,” Joe responded with a harsh tone. The last thing you needed was to bicker with Joe, yet here you were.

When it came to injuries, you were usually pretty self sufficient. Bandaids and sprains didn’t shock you in the least, but this time around was different. You weren’t used to being in this much pain and shock, so of course you were going to be frustrated and angry.

“The doctor is gonna make his way over here to take a look at you. He said he’s safe to leave his house and not slip and break a bone in the process,” Joe snipped at you. That had your blood boiling, only making things worse. At this point, you gave Joe the silent treatment until the doctor arrived.

The doctor came in and took a look at your arm. It was swollen up pretty bad and your range of mobility was lacking. He gave you some pain pills and a sling and said that when it’s safe for you to leave to go see an orthopedic doctor.

Joe walked out with the team doctor, having not said much the whole time he was there.

“Let’s get you up to bed,” Joe says, outstretching a hand to you to lead you upstairs.

You follow Joe, he had gotten you a bottle of water to set on your bedside. You took Joe’s pillow and set it under your arm for support.

“I’m gonna go get some stuff from the store,” Joe says as he walks out of the room “text me if you need anything,”

Your pain medication made you drowsy, so you decided to take a nap. You were upset with Joe for talking to you the way he did, and you were upset with yourself for much more than just falling.

Upon Joe’s arrival back home, he put the groceries away. He felt immense guilt for the way he got snippy with you. He didn’t want to admit that your fall made him anxious, but he didn’t mean to be so short either.

Not much can make up for the fact that your arm was most likely broken, Joe was upset with you, and you missed yoga and mimosas. You were a sucker for mimosas.

But, Joe got you some things in hopes of making you feel better. A bouquet of flowers because he felt guilty for being short with you, a bottle of nice champagne to make up for the missed mimosas, and some of your favorite snacks. He even got you a new blanket. Sometimes, Joe loved to spoil you. You hated it because you always want to give in return, but he always says no. This was one of those instances where you wouldn’t be upset with him for spoiling you. Life seemed like it couldn’t get much worse.

Joe arranged the flowers and staged them in the middle of the island. He set the grocery bags of gifts on the island so he could slowly pull them out one by one to show you what he got you. He climbed the stairs to find you still asleep, partially sitting up to rest your arm comfortably. He sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked your non-broken arm to wake you gently.

“Hi baby, how’s your arm feeling?” He asked as your eyes fluttered open.

“Terrible,” you groaned out a bit. Joe reached over to grab the sling to help stabilize your arm. He lifted the blankets off of you and held out his hand to help you out of bed.

You followed him downstairs to see a beautiful arrangement of flowers and a few bags full of gifts. Joe pulled out a barstool and assisted you up.

“I feel bad for everything that happened today so I got you flowers and other goodies,” he said with a small smile, leaning in to give you a sort of side hug.

“Joey, that’s very sweet, thank you,” you leaned into his hug with a smile, taking a nice whiff of his detergent.

“Lemme show you what I got!” He said excitedly, walking to the opposite side of the counter to give you a haul. He always loved when you showed him what you got, but the roles being reversed was just as fun.

Joe showed you all the things he got, making sure to continue to apologize about being so short with you. And the comment he made about ice helping really set you off, and he knew that. He hated that you were in pain and he wished he could take it away.

Joe made sure to take the best care of you that he could. He made sure to serve you all the mimosas you wanted and drape you in your new blanket, along with cooking you all your favorite things. And, of course, give you all the snuggles and love in the world and try his hardest to keep you out of pain.

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This idea was much cuter in my head 🫠 anyway, it’s something for you all! I’ve got more ideas churning and so many great pictures of Joe that are inspiring me!! Let’s hope I can manage to put content out while dealing with classes 😂 this is like my way to detox and settle down and I love it. I love y’all!!

#joe burrow #bengals quarterback #joe burrow fic #joe burrow imagine #bengals #joe sheisty #nfl imagine #joe burrow blurb #nfl #cincinatti bengals #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow fan fic #joe burrow oneshot #Joe burrow is so hot and presh and cute

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golden28s · 4 months

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do you think mickey and ian are introverts extroverts etc.

okay, wait i have thoughts about this:

they're both introverts, mickey is an introvert in the most classic way. and he even hates everyone a little bit except ian, he's very selective not only when it comes to socialize but also when it comes to trust, he won't trust or even try to create any sort of connection with everyone, just with a few people and he enjoys having a small circle.

then ian, ian is an introvert when it comes to process feelings, he won't tell you if he's going through something and he won't open up that easily because he's scared of being judged (we kinda saw that with caleb) so he won't say much about himself. he has a very rich inner world, he's very sensitive and yeah, he's just quiet when it comes to process feelings and feeling in general. but at the same time, specially after his relationship with trevor or well even with caleb, he kinda saw that the world was bigger, that there was other people out there having other lives that were different to his own life and he liked parts of that. he liked the idea of having a group of friends and the idea of, you know like he said in s11, going to yoga classes or pilates and lean into a healthy lifestyle that also implies socializing with other people. he liked that, so i think he likes people more than mickey but when it comes to the important things he prefers a small inner circle and the intimacy, safety and familiarity that comes with that.

#god i really talk uh #gallavich #shameless #mickey milkovich #ian gallagher #gallavich headcanon #anon ask

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georgiedoodles · 17 days

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📚Broppy CollegeAU | "Campus Days"

Part 3: Safety First

CW/TW: This touches on the topic of violence against others. This does not include or directly affect the main characters. Thank you.

Author's note: I'm so sorry if the formatting got weird, I copied and pasted from Word and it got a little funky. Please forgive me. ಥ_ಥ

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*ping!*

“Popville Crime Alert,

Report of Battery Case in Lot A

Earlier today, Popville Police and Campus Safety received a report from a female student that a male troll approached her while she was in Parking Lot A and threatened her with an unknown sharp object. She kicked him and fled. The incident occurred at about 8 AM on Tuesday, September 3rd, 202X. It was reported to the college a few hours later at about 11 AM. The Popville Police Department is investigating the incident.

Suspect Description

The suspect is described as a male troll, purple skin, teal ombre hair, standing at 5’7 feet tall, wearing a black hoodie and yellow yoga pants. This suspect description appears to be different from other recent cases.

IF YOU SEE SOMETHING, SAY SOMETHING.”

Branch was walking from Parking Lot A when he read the crime alert email. He froze, frantically looking around his environment, looking for something, for someone specific. ‘This happened today?? In this exact parking lot??’ Quickly, he made haste and arrived at his class 20 minutes early, dropping off all his belongings at his station, only bringing his phone and mace.

He ran down the hallway, stopping at the edge of the quad. To his left is parking lot A, normally where all the students park to attend their art classes. To his right past the library, is parking lot B, where most STEM students park for their classes. The question is, where do Poppy and her sister normally park? Branch had no choice but to wait, and like a hawk, was scouting around for a familiar figure. From a distance, he can see a distinct pink troll, making her way from parking lot A. Without another thought, Branch’s feet were moving on their own, quickly closing the distance between them.

On the opposite side, Poppy is simply enjoying some bouncy tunes in her earbuds, she sees a troll sprinting at full speed towards her. ‘That guy kinda looks like Branch.’ She thought to herself.

…

Wait why is Branch running?

Branch’s sprint slows as he gets closer to Poppy, his feet stomping on the ground before he comes to a complete halt in front of her. Slightly out of breath, he holds Poppy by the shoulders, checking frantically around her and them to see if there were any suspicious trolls nearby.

“G’morning Branch!” Poppy said with a confused but happy expression, she follows Branch’s eyes, slowly taking off her earbuds. “Is something the matter?” A worried expression creeps in as she sees the panic looks in her friend’s eyes.

Branch, temporarily feeling relieved, looks back at the troll in front of him. He realizes that he’s still death gripping her shoulders and quickly removes them, wiping his hands on the sides of his pants, blushing.

“Oh, sorry, I just got worried about… your safety since there was an email sent from the college.” He looks around to avoid having direct eye contact with Poppy, clearing his throat to seem normal. “I wanted to walk you from your ride but then I realized I don’t know where you and your sister park.” Branch shrugs and looks into Poppy’s eyes; she’s smiling and has a look of awe.

“Oh Branch, that’s so sweet of you!” She gently caresses Branch’s shoulders, slowly sliding her way down his arms and into his hands, holding them gently. Her eyes followed her hand movement before she looked back up at him. “It’s very thoughtful of you, although, I haven’t checked my email yet. Regardless I’m pretty grateful that you want to keep me safe.” She gives his hands a gentle squeeze, emphasizing her words to hopefully ease his worries.

Branch, flustered and blushing harder than before, feels a tingle travel up his spine, giving him goosebumps from the gesture. He isn’t too fond of physical contact, but in this case, he seems to be okay with it. They both stared at each other before the silence got too tense for Poppy.

Branch realizes that the clock tower was ringing faintly in the distance, signaling the start of the next period. class was about to start in 5 minutes, “Oh shoot, we have to head to the lecture before they start without us!” Without thinking, he holds onto Poppy’s hand while he walks with her back to class, keeping an eye out for any suspicious activity.

Poppy realizes that they were heading to class, but that wasn’t what she had her attention. Instead, she was staring at her hand. The hand Branch was holding.

Branch was holding her hand.

He’s holding her hand.

Why was she getting this warm fuzzy feeling? Was she getting sick? She checked her temperature on her forehead with her free hand. Before she knew it, they were both at the door of their classroom, that’s when she felt the warmth of his hand fall from hers. The warm fuzzy feeling she felt had also faded away. She looked at the emptiness of her right hand, then to his left hand, her gaze traveling up to meet his eyes but only seeing the back of his head. Unknowingly, Branch was mentally kicking himself for holding her hand the whole way back.

Looking at Poppy from the side, he rubs his arm awkwardly “We’re here, and if you’d like I- “He hesitates, trying to find a way to ask her without seeming like a creep. He clears his throat, blinks, then quickly shakes his head, “I uh, never mind, I’m just glad you got to class safe and sound.” He rubs his arm and moves forward, holding the door open for Poppy to walk through first.

With a gush of refreshing air conditioning reminding her to focus, she smiles at Branch, “Thank you.” Her hand gently patted his shoulder, slowly sliding off, it’s as if her hand wanted to linger. Branch noticed this gesture, trying to figure out her intentions. He then waited until she was inside first before he closed the door behind them, following her to their shared art station.

Throughout class, Poppy’s mind traces back to the feeling she had earlier. When Branch held her hand, she felt warm and fuzzy. The moment he let go, that feeling had faded away. What was this sense of desire that she felt? She was facing her pallet, tracing her hand where Branch’s fingers touched, then she glanced up to her neighbor. She watched Branch, without his cardigan and in his work apron, filling up a part of the canvas with a solid color. She couldn’t help but notice how well built his arms were, and his hands-

‘SPRINKLES, POPPY GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! He’s your friend for crying out loud!!’ Poppy’s breath hitched as she snapped herself back to reality, only to realize that he was facing her, mixing another color of paint on his pallet. He had sensed that she was staring at him for a while and decided to make eye contact with her, surprising her.

“Is there something on my face…? Did I get paint on my face again?” Branch began wiping his cheek with a damp towelette, cleaning any potential stray paint blobs.

Poppy giggles. “No there’s nothing on your face, you’re fine.” Completely forgetting about her feelings before, she turns to face her canvas and continues to work until class ends.

The professor makes a comment about the email the college had released, despite a string of incidents happening to the girls targeted on campus, security will only escort students for the night classes. “If any of you need an escort or feel unsafe to walk to the car by yourself, we can walk to the parking lot together as a group, we’re safer in numbers.” With that, all the students turned to each other to create groups. Poppy had read the email during their break, a cold shiver traveled down her spine, keeping her on edge. She felt even more grateful for Branch and his protective nature that she witnessed this morning. Now that she thinks about it, what will she do when she goes to the library and waits for her sister to finish her last class? Would she need to find someone to walk with her...? She turns to her neighbor, thinking of a plan she can create to not be alone throughout the day.

Before Poppy could let out a word, Branch spoke up, “Poppy. If you’d like, would it be okay if I walked you to the library?” He was nervous asking; he was hoping that he wasn’t crossing a boundary or coming off as weird. With a quick breath, he continued, “Then, when your sister gets out of class I could walk the both of you to your car.” He was packing his paints neatly in a red tin box, organizing them by color order. He had a worried look on his face. “When does your sister get out of class?” He faced her, waiting for a response.

Poppy was relieved, she felt much more at ease knowing Branch with be there. She smiled and began, “My sister gets out at 3:30, I usually meet her at her class since it’s on the way to the parking lot.” A sense of unease creeps up on her person, she hugs herself to soothe her mind. “Funny enough I was going to ask if you could walk me to the library, it’s scary knowing these incidents are happening to the girls when they’re alone.” Her eyebrows furrowed at the idea.

Branch felt better knowing she was on the same page as him, he hesitated, then reached out to grab her hands. He wanted to make her feel safer just as she did for him in the morning, “I get out of class at 3:15, I can find you at the library and walk you to meet your sister. Then I can walk with the both of you back to your car, I’ll make sure you both get home safe.” With a gentle squeeze of her hand, they gave each other a reassuring smile. Once he lets go of her hand, they make their way out of the classroom and towards the library.

During the walk, there was a comfortable silence, they were listening to the birds chirping in the trees and admiring the sunrays peeking through the abundance of leaves hanging above them.

Branch drops off Poppy at the library, they wave a quick ‘see you soon’ and make their way to their destinations. Once Branch’s class ended, he made his way to Poppy, bringing her a water bottle that his professor was passing out. When the double doors opened, a brisk breeze greeted him, he loves that feeling whenever it happens. He makes his way through a crowd of new students, all of them studying or completing their homework for the day. It didn’t take long to find a pink-on-pink figure, sitting at a merged cubical, slumped over and asleep. Branch shook his head, he sort of expected this from her. Slowly, he sat on the opposite side of her cubicle, trying to figure out how to wake her up without scaring her.

He watched her shoulders, rising and falling in a smooth, slow, rhythmic motion. She clearly was attempting to do some work, but there was a splotch of drool on the page she left off on. He stifled his laugh, trying to stay quiet. Branch slowly slid from his seat and knelt next to Poppy, gently calling out her name.

“Poppy” … No response.

“Poppy” he said slightly louder. She grumbled something in her sleep, “Coconuts have water in them” she said with an amazed tone. This made Branch snort in response, “What is she dreaming about?” he grinned at the sight of her.

Again, Branch moved in closer and quietly spoke, “Poppy, you need to wake up, we need to get you to your sister.” This finally got Poppy to slowly open her eyes, lazily blinking, unknowingly staring at Branch. By the third blink, she realized that Branch was here, slowly sitting up “Is it 3:15 already?” she started stretching the sleep out of her body.

Branch reached from his bag and pulled out the cold-water bottle; he opened the cap and broke its seal. Then, he carefully held the water bottle in front of Poppy, waiting for her to take a sip. “Here, drink some, it’ll help hydrate you after all that drooling.” A faint sense of smugness was in his smile.

Poppy gladly grabbed the water, accidentally grazing Branch’s finger with her own, sending a wave of electricity through his hands. “Ohhhh, thank you so much, I feel so thirsty right now. That nap did a number on me.” She drank from the bottle and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Then Poppy collected her iPad, notebook, and bag from her cubicle. Branch stood and moved to the side, patiently waiting for her to lead the way outside.

The walk to her sister’s class was slightly nerve wrecking for the pair. Poppy was sticking close to Branch’s right side, clutching her bag strap with both hands, and taking quick, swift steps. Branch on the other hand was scanning their environment, looking for anyone getting too close for comfort or identifying the troll described in the email. During their journey, a male troll was riding on their electric scooter. He flew past Poppy from behind, this took her by surprise, and she yelped, grabbing a hold of Branch’s right arm. Poppy held on tight and never let go during the rest of their walk, leaving Branch distracted and blushing at the physical contact.

Soon, they made their way to the class Poppy needed to be waiting at, they had 5 minutes to burn before her sister was dismissed, so they opted to wait by the rails. The classroom was located at a 4-story brick building, they were on the 3rd floor, facing inside where the quad is. Despite the attacks, there were students bustling about around the quad, it provided peace of mind to know many were still out and about, this meant more eyes for any future events. Poppy hadn’t realized that she was still holding onto Branch’s arm, she felt a sense of security knowing he was there. Branch was still very much aware of her death grip on his arm, but he let it slide since Poppy seemed relaxed.

The couple, leaning against the rail, were enjoying the moment. The fresh breeze, the smell of the flowers nearby and the sound of large, lush trees swaying made the moment feel peaceful.

They were in their own little world. Together.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a heavy metal door opening, and many trolls were funneling out of the classroom. Poppy let go of Branch’s arm and ran into her sister’s arms, embracing for almost a minute. They both let go to look into each other’s eyes, “Viva! Did you read the email the school sent out??” They held hands with worried looks in their eyes, “Poppy, I read it after I walked into class! If I had known about it sooner, then I would’ve walked you to class before I went to mine.” Viva had a guilty expression, she felt like she was too careless about her own sister’s safety, she squeezed their hands tighter, scared at the thought of someone hurting her baby sister. “I’m so sorry, you had to walk by yourself- “

Poppy quickly cut off her sister, “Don’t worry. Branch found me while I was walking to class and escorted me to our lecture!” She waved her hand in front of her, brushing away any negative feelings that Viva felt, giving her a reassuring smile. After a few moments, Viva looked behind Poppy to see Branch, he was standing awkwardly and waiting for them to finish their conversation, he felt it was rude to interrupt their moment.

“Ohhhh, then who’s this?” Viva gestured to the bluish male troll. Poppy gasped excitedly, turning, and standing in between the two. She faced to her friend, “Okay so, Branch, this is my sister Viva!” She extended her arms towards her sister, Viva waved enthusiastically. “Viva, this is Branch, he’s my friend and classmate in my art class that I have on Tuesdays and Thursdays!” Poppy smiled widely, her teeth poking out as she waited for them to interact.

Viva gave her sister a smirk, she has many questions to ask when they’re back in the car. Turning to Branch, she quickly gave him a hug and started, “OMGEE, it’s so nice to finally meet you! Poppy has been talking a lot about you.” She blocks her mouth from Poppy’s field of view as she teased him. This comment made him blush and throw a quick glance at Poppy, ‘What does she mean by that??’, only to get a shrug for an answer.

Branch clears his throat and meekly says, “Well hi, it’s nice to meet you too.” He scoots away from Viva ever so slightly, giving himself some breathing room. “I offered Poppy to walk the both of you back to your car so that the two of you felt more at ease, traveling in numbers is safer than walking alone. Especially since the last one happened in a parking lot I use.” He gives a small smile, hoping that her sister didn’t find her weird.

Without hesitation, Viva gasps “OH! That sounds awesome, and you’re right, it’s safer to walk in larger groups. Safety first!” She gives a thumbs up and smiles brightly at Branch and Poppy,

“Alrighty, let’s go!” Poppy announces, taking the lead and guiding the group to the car. Branch and Viva walked side by side behind Poppy, listening to her begin to sing.

“Following the leader, the leader, the leader~” Marching to each beat, swaying her arms to the rhythm. “We’re following the leader, wherever she may go~” Branch and Viva tuned her out as she kept singing the same chorus repeatedly, playfully rolling their eyes at each other at her goofy antics.

Soon enough, they make it to their car. It’s a pale-yellow Volkswagen beetle, decorated on the inside were sunflowers and poppies made of paper, clearly symbolizing the sisters. Viva thanks Branch as she sits in the driver’s seat, starting the car. Poppy turns to Branch and pulls him into a tight hug, gently whispering “Thank you for helping us and keeping us company, I would’ve been terrified if I was alone.” A gloomy tone took over her cheery spirit, as if she had something else on her mind. She parted from the hug and gave him a warm smile, “I’ll see you again on Thursday.” She let her hands slowly slide off his shoulders, got into the passenger seat, and left the parking lot.

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#broppy #trolls branch #trolls poppy #trolls band together #trolls world tour #fanfic #content warning #trigger warning #college au

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realistically-shifting · 3 months

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My Luxury Apartment- General Script

I script this apartment complex in most of my DRs and my Waiting Room. Features like the room style change based on what reality the script is for, but the rest generally stays the same. This is the complex I shifted to the first time, all the things I would’ve enjoyed if I stayed longer.

Exterior: At the back of the complex, there’s a playground with equipment for adults too. The playground equipment can handle adult bodies using it.

Basement level: At the basement level, there are storage lockers for the tenants of the apartment, a parking garage, a shop, and a convenience store. The convenience store carries a brand of microwave dinners that has a wide variety of options, and it includes many cultural dishes from various cultures. For example, one of the frozen dinner sets includes collard greens cooked with smoked ham hocks and black eyes peas, fried catfish, baked mac and cheese, and a little cup of banana pudding or candied yams. The store sells other easy to make food items, such as roux cubes for curry and egusi stew. There is also a laundromat down there, for residents that don’t have personal machines.

First floor: The first floor has the lobby of the apartment building, an indoor pool and hot tub for the residents and their guests, and a hot pot restaurant. Residents get a discount at the restaurant, but it’s open to the public. It also has a gym that holds exercise, dance, and yoga classes.

Second floor: There’s a small doctor’s clinic on this floor, staffed by several nurses, two pediatricians, a mental health counselor, and a few physicians. Here, residents (and our guests) can receive regular checkups, emergency aid, help with medical treatments such as dialysis, etc. Attached to the clinic is a small pharmacy where you can get cold medicines, common emergency medicines like epipens and inhalers, etc. There’s also a daycare on the other side of the building, and between them is the complex spa. The spa has masseurs trained in neuromuscular massage therapy.

Third floor: A work space with computers for public use, recreational room that doubles as a movie theater with a larger screen, and an additional rec room with video game consoles, VR gaming space, and a small cafe. The first rec room is popular with older residents, while the second is more popular with the teenage residents.

Penthouse: My penthouse apartment also has a balcony with seating, two guest bedrooms each with its own 3/4 bathroom, and a walk-in storage closet.

Rooftop: On top of the apartment complex is a community garden and an observatory. There are gardeners that maintain most of the plots, but private plots must be privately managed.

Safety features: Along with normal safety features, all the windows and doors on the first and second floor, plus parking garage, have metal shutters that can be lowered during emergencies. The entire building also has an advanced fire suppression system, air purifiers, and an extensive bunker below the parking garage. Each apartment, or at least the penthouses, have security doors (thick wooden doors with metal plates in the middle and higher quality locks). All the safety features have their own failsafes.

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i am so happy i became a massage therapist. I love it.

i don't think i'd have been able to recover from autistic burnout otherwise. I also didn't even know I was autistic until a year and a half into the field, massage as a career actually helped me figure it out cause it helped me calm down and be able to take care of my needs.

like this job was basically made for autistic people who are touch friendly:

have dim lights constantly

soothing music- I can also choose my own music in the room I work in

everyone is quiet and talking is soft (usually)

I can wear whatever I want to work, but the more comfy the better. Generally I wear tshirts and nice lounge pants. Some of my coworkers wear yoga pants, or bright hippie-like pants.

I have to talk to at most 2 clients in an hour, at best 1 every 2 hours

I work half as much as other people (I work 20 hours a week, up to 29 if I need extra money, but I have to do that sparsely or else my body hurts too much)

I make 60% of the massage cost + tip so I can afford to work that 20hrs a week and still pay bills and buy some things that I want. The cost is the amount of time plus 10. so $70 for an hour, I earn $42, people usually tip between $10-20 so I make $52-62 an hour.

15 minutes between each massage where I am able to be alone and just clean the room I was using. I am able to calm down any sensory issues in this time. (I am not paid for this time, as I earn commission from the massages so I get about 16 actual paid hours per week)

tactile work where my hands are constantly busy and my sensory sensitivity actually comes in handy

pattern recognition helps me figure out how to help specific pain patterns

able to stand or sit whenever I need to. I can even kneel while I work. some massage techniques you do just from sitting and kneeling on the floor, such as Thai massage

the people that do talk to me during the massage generally tend to be neurodivergent. I get a lot of infodumps about interesting things and it can be pretty fun

the people I work with tend to be neurodivergent as well, usually undiagnosed older neurodivergent people, but one of my coworkers is just a year older than me and has autism and adhd too. We just kinda flock to the career cause it's comfy.

if I feel uncomfortable with someone I can reject them as a client. it's about safety and comfort for the therapist and the client. so if someone says anything homophobic or transphobic I can walk out and reject them immediately or I can stay quiet, get money for the work I have done and then reject them for future appointments.

I can also reject people who don't respect my time, such as people who don't show up for appointments or people who constantly show up 10+ minutes late and expect to get their full time. This can make me have a meltdown, and so I cut them out of my schedule if they want to walk all over it.

There are clear boundaries and rules that are outlined for the field. we have to take ethics classes every 2 years while in the field so everyone is on the same page about these rules.

school was 7 months for full time and could be done in a year and a half for a part time student. It was short enough that even as a college dropout, it wasn't daunting. And grades kinda mattered, but not to a point where I stressed myself out about things like I did with college. and a lot of grades were just based on participation and how well we could follow a physical massage routine that we learned.

and one of the best things:

I can work barefoot and no one cares.

#autism #autistic #massage #massage therapy #lmt #licensed massage therapist #my post #mine #personal #autistic jobs

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jell0buss-37 · 2 years

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My Hacketteer-Headcannons

Jacob has sensitive skin, so he shaves a lot of his body hair and has an upkeep on his personal hygiene and he likes tropical scents, so he uses a lot of products with the scent. "If I feel good, I look good".

Abi is totally a Tumblr user.

Emma has a fear of commitment. Not in the sense of being 'tied down' to another person, but she has a fear of the far future, as her fear of not being in control affects that.

Ryan knows all of the Scooby Doo lore. He watched it all the time as a kid, and it really plays into his love of urban legends and mystery.

Ryan and Abi love True Crime, and they often bond over it.

Dylan actually roller skates a lot in his free time, and he often goes to his local roller rink for 'Saturday Night Fever' Roller Disco. Man has got long limbs, and he can make them move

Nick wants to be a chef, and is the top of his class in Culinary Arts.

Emma and Nick do a lot of Yoga together.

Jacob has seen and loved the pitch perfect trilogy over 12 times in his life.

Dylan also uses Tumblr.

Jacob only lives with his mom, and his dad is always 'too busy' to hangout.

Nick has an older sister who is a professional ballet dancer, and he often watched her practice, and he picked up a couple things.

Nick also has parents who fight a lot. I feel like when he was turning, and he said those mean things to Abi, those words were what he's just grown up hearing, and he has a lot of insecurities about Abi so he really just said what he thought she thought of him.

Dylan has a little brother who is in little league, who he often helps practice, and so he played catch with Jacob once, and Jacob actually cried because he never got to with his dad.

Emma, Ryan, and Abi all love Arizona Green Tea.

Max and Laura grew up together, and all around have had an established trust and bond since they were like, 5.

Max is scared of spiders.

Laura actually loves zombie movies and lore, and it's totally not one of the reasons she wants to be a vet...

Max also loves pitch perfect, although not as much as Jacob.

Laura actually doesn't really enjoy movies all that much. She's more of the constant productive and she just can't sit down for more than an hour to pay attention to a movie.

Max has a peanut allergy.

Kaitlyn's dad is photographer, and her mom was in the military, so she has been to many gun safety classes in her youth.

Emma's favorite Disney character is Sven from Frozen.

Kaitlyn does a lot of babysitting.

Kaitlyn also skateboards a lot.

Kaitlyn and Emma both play Basketball.

I hoped you guys all enjoyed this! This is just a little something while I work on the next chapter to the "Charmer" series!

#the quarry #dylan lenivy #dylan the quarry #nick the quarry #jacob custos #jacob the quarry #emma the quarry #kaitlyn the quarry #ryan the quarry #abi the quarry #max the quarry #laura kearney #laura the quarry

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bonesandthebees · 2 months

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And I just realised you'd asked about my classes- they are certainly going! I've handed in some final assignments for a handful of classes, so I'll only be continuing the intensive stuff until mid this year. I can't wait to be free. I love science but this degree is sucking my soul out.

How has your day been? Anything fun that made you smile?

-❄️

aaaa you're so close congrats!!! I hope it all goes well you're so close to freedom!!

my day has been fine so far. had some coffee, my mom and I debated the safety of a can of tuna because there was a dent in it and then we decided oh well it's probably fine so now I'm having a tuna sandwich that could kill me. it tastes good though!

(note: yes I looked up how to tell if a can is dangerously dented, this was only a tiny dent that didn't actually break the can at all which is why we figured it's safe. please be careful when it comes to botulism)

might go to another yoga class today or tomorrow idk I really enjoyed the one I went to a few nights ago and I'm trying to get more into it. we'll see!

#ask #snowflake anon

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peejsocks · 2 years

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don’t know why but i was hit with this idea and had to write it

hcs for the guys being in love with someone who isn’t too comfortable with affection/romance

johnny

takes the crown of clingiest bf proudly

he is an undying romancer

big gestures, even bigger declarations

with you, he’s going to need a serious re education

but being the lover boy he is, he’ll want to understand exactly what are the dos and don’ts

he wants you to be happy by his side, obviously

“so where do we stand on flowers?”

it would come down to a lot of communicating

but he’d def try to bring you out of your comfort zone too

planning romantic getaways (even after you squirm at the mention of the term) and booking excruciating couple’s activities

surprises you with a free couple’s yoga class for laughs

“look, baby, they seem so happy, why don’t we try it?” - poking your sides insufferably, laughing at your disgusted face

kind of the black cat x golden retriever dynamic (dying i want to write a whole fic on this one)

grabbing your face and kissing your cheek, “y/n looooves when i do that”, cackling

lots of pats on top of your head

“don’t want you to bite me”

being the first person to not fall for the southern charm and the dolls, sweethearts and ma’ams

“like, it’s nice when you use it on old ladies because you’re being polite, which is very hot! but when you use it on me it kinda makes my skin crawl.”

“what about when i use it on other good-looking young ladies?”

yes he’d try to make you jealous (in a playful way) just to then tease you about showing your feelings for him

“wait, baby, are you jealous right now? aw, do you like me?” - stupid fucking whiny voice

it works, and you begrudgingly accept his ‘i’m sorry’ hugs

it’s a game of cat and mouse, but it’s harmless

and you’d lowkey have sm fun with him testing your limits

ryan

i think it would make you the cool couple

aloof, chill, a little bit intimidating

it’s like you’re both so confident and secure in your feelings for each other that you don’t need to show it to anybody

that being said, you’re so avert to touching in public that you end up surprising people who don’t know you’re a couple

like hanging out side by side all night but not doing anything suggestive, until you turn around and sit on ryan’s lap and viciously make out in front of everyone

“sometimes, i even forget they’re dating” - pontius

ryan’s really cool about you not being that affectionate

the only thing he will not compromise on is having a possessive grip on you at most times

around your waist or on your thigh, one of your legs bouncing across his

it’s hard, but you learn to get comfortable with it

he’s just very protective, constantly concerned about your safety

so at first you struggle to tell him he doesn’t need to hold your hand everywhere you go

“i’m not five, i won’t get lost”

it’s a point of contention, for sure, but he always manages to make you laugh in the middle of an argument with jokes like putting you on a leash or handcuffs

“i don’t care that you don’t like it, you’re gonna hold my hand and look both ways before crossing the street!” - ryan, forcefully pulling you along like a bratty kid while you giggle on the background

making a sketch for cky where you go on the streets of WC wearing one of those backpacks with a leash attached to it

“i’m training my partner to make them love me more by forcing them to stick right by my side.” - ryan, talking to a confused elderly passing by

jokingly calling ryan ‘the wife/the misses’

being that couple that acts married but shit talks wedding ceremonies and gets worked up together making fun of the matrimonial system

will slip up and call you love, angel and darling even though you’re not big on those

instead of getting mad, you tease him in front of his frieds

“what did you just call me? when did you get so soft?”

it’s everyone’s favorite joke because he blushes like hell

in private you’re more relaxed and let him call you whatever he wants, but stick to referring to him as ‘dude’ and ‘my guy’

he loses it every time (you know that big dunn belly laugh)

bam

i’m convinced he’d think you hate him at least eight times a day

he’d ask about three or four

he’s not big on pda anyway, but his ego is pretty needy and he loves pet names

the problem is you hate them.

or at least, they make you uncomfortable

“it sounds fake! i don’t know!”

“but i love you and-” *you squirming at the three little words*

“see! i can’t even say that i love you! how am i supposed to date someone like that?”

he’s outraged but it’s actually the funniest thing in the world for him and he wouldn’t have you any other way

as for public demonstrations of love, i can see him being into words of affirmation and not so much physical touch and you being the other way around

so it’s just the two of you in a constant war of who can out gross the other faster

you caress his cheek, he calls you pumpkin. messing with his hair and he yells on the street, at the top of his lungs, that you’re his honeybun

the day you’re checking into a hotel and the receptionist calls you by his last name your face goes green and he can’t stop laughing for ten minutes

once he referred to you as the love of his life and you froze, stuttering through your sentence just to end up with “and you, as well”

you laugh about it and kiss him in front of everyone to make up for it

when you do have sincere public showings of affection, everyone woos and awes (especially april and phil)

both of you get very shy and flushed

when you’re alone, he’ll surprise tackle you or jump you when you’re walking out of a room and pepper your face with kisses

“helping you get used to it”

he takes second place for needy bf, and he likes to kiss, so you better get used to it

secretly, bam is very clingy and constantly needs to ask for your attention

it leads to a lot of apologizing and learning how to love him right, but he’s glad you like him enough to adapt

#jackass fanfic #jackass headcanons #johnny knoxville x reader #bam margera x reader #ryan dunn x reader

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no-psi-nan · 1 year

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Why Aiura x Akechi is a god-tier ship:

They're both chatty extrovert bitches who would text each other during class and then study together afterwards (mostly for Aiura's benefit but Akechi loves study dates too).

They also know ALL the hot gossip and definitely play matchmaker / matchbreaker on the side.

Akechi is a very "down for whatever" kind of guy. He only spends most of his time at home because he doesn't have any friends to do things with (sad trombone). So he'd be happy accompanying Aiura to the mall, to a café, to the fair, to yoga in the park, to the arcade, to hang out with her other friends, etc etc. He'd even join in on a spa date and play dress-up because he doesn't really care about social convention all too much.

Conversely, Aiura would definitely be cool with doing more chill activities with Akechi at home a good chunk of the time, since she does like decoden, yoga, and social media. She would probably be less enthusiastic about urban exploration for finding clues, but she'd still go, since clearly she's used to traversing sketchy areas given where her fortune-telling jobs are.

And obviously Aiura makes an amazing partner for mystery-solving, to the point where she can make things too easy. I imagine they save her powers as a last resort when they really can't figure something out, especially since Aiura would probably get wrapped up in the mystery too. If they can help someone out, then extra bonus!

They are both clever in different ways and are slightly deranged in different ways, so they can actually cover each other's weak spots in most situations. Like, Akechi has got intimidation skills down great, but sometimes you need a little sugar, ya feel? And Aiura does not seem to look out for her own safety too much, so Akechi would help her be more practical about that.

It's all over once they start watching funny videos together and sharing memes. If you thought they were both incomprehensible before, wait until they're talking primarily in memes and quotes from niche Yotubo poops.

Aiura would get a kick out of having a cute little short king with a big fancy aura. And we know Akechi appreciates pretty ladies based on how he reacts to Teruhashi and Kuriko (in the mobile game). They snuggle.....

They're both poly so they can both still date Saiki and anyone else they like. ✔️ Also gives them a chance to remember how to talk a little more like normal human beings hsfjdlshfks

AND MORE.................

#please for the love of god consider them #I need to write so so so much fic about them but I already have so much on my plate *dies* *dies* *dies*#aikechi #nopsi nonsense #saiki k #saiki no psi nan #the disastrous life of saiki k.#sknpn #Aiura Mikoto #Akechi Touma

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nothingunrealistic · 1 year

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and what of 15 for kleinsen...

15. things you said with too many miles between us

“Nothing but hiking and yoga and kayaking and having to wear a dress shirt to eat inside.” The background of Jared’s end of the video call shifts from a rapidly receding doorway to a bedspread and pillows. “And I don’t even get my own room. It’s fucking ridiculous.”

“Hiking’s not so bad.”

“That’s just, like, your opinion, man. If I’m gonna be stuck in the Catskills with my parents for a week, the least they could do is get Patrick Swayze to show up.”

“Why Patrick Swayze?” Evan sits down at his desk and rifles through his memory. “I thought he died.”

“Because otherwise it’s not a Dirty Dancing homage. And yes.”

“It’s a what homage?”

“The movie. Dirty Dancing. ‘Nobody puts Baby in a corner’? ‘I’ve had the time of my life’?” Evan’s confusion must show on his face as clearly as frustration shows on Jared’s. “Do you watch anything other than nature documentaries?”

“I watch documentaries about other things.”

“Typical,” Jared mutters, as if he’s genuinely disappointed in Evan and not at all excited to add a new title to his mental list of Movies To Make Evan Watch When We Hang Out. (Well, he claims it’s a mental list. Evan suspects he has a spreadsheet.) “Are your finals done yet?”

“No. I still have two left.” And as he discovered last semester, finals for three college classes somehow require as much studying as eight high school finals. Especially when he’s studying by himself while Jared, whose semester ended a month ago, is on the other side of the state complaining about a vacation that’s rewarding him for making the dean’s list. That’s what Mom said Jared’s mom said it was for, anyway. Jared insists it’s because going away to college made his parents realize they missed having someone to order around.

“That sucks.”

“Yeah.” Evan shuffles through the papers on his desk one-handed. “Um. My mom looked up the place where you’re staying, and she said they had, you can throw tomahawks, as an activity.” He had the printouts about it just yesterday, where did they go? “That sounds cool.”

“Yeah, but they only have it twice a week, and we missed the Monday session, so Friday’s my last shot. And that’s if my mom doesn’t convince herself that I’m gonna cut my own head off throwing an axe.”

“Tomahawk.”

“Whichever. Besides, they have, like, safety precautions and training. But if we were here in the winter, she’d say we have to check out the ski trails. That shit isn’t supervised, and statistically…”

Connor hated skiing.

It pops into Evan’s head and stays lodged in there as Jared goes on about all the ways you can be horribly maimed while skiing. It reminds him that a year ago he was counting the days until graduation and wondering which of his classmates he’d ever see again, and a year and a half ago he was literally sick with dread waiting for either Jared or the Murphys to turn his world upside down by going public, and two years ago —

“…are you even listening to me right now?”

“No,” Evan says, then cringes. “I kind of zoned out. Sorry.”

“I kind of figured.”

“I was just thinking that, um.” That if a thousand things hadn’t happened just right, they wouldn’t be having this conversation. “I’m glad we’re friends again. Or still, or, however you think of it.”

“Uh, okay. Same here, I guess.” Jared rubs his eyes with the heel of his hand. For a while. They look pretty red.

“Jared, are you —”

“My contacts are probably expired,” Jared says quickly. “And the pollen here is insane. How am I supposed to see straight with a thousand trees jizzing in my eyes?”

“Gross.”

“But accurate.”

“I mean, not exactly —”

“If I wanted a botany lesson, I’d go on the nature tour again. And I wouldn’t learn anything this time.”

(send me a ship and a prompt and i’ll write a mini fic)

#inbox #unproduciblesmackdown #dear evan hansen #jared kleinman #evan hansen #kleinsen #sometimes i write #sliding in just under the wire. merry kleinsen to all and to all a good night

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animationstarlover1983 · 4 months

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Fnaf system reboot au

Vanessa post pizzaplex incident: after the pizzaplex incident and being saved/freed Vanessa is left quite scarred (both physically and psychologically) so as a way to cope and heal she try’s to do things differently, this is a list of the things she does to try and get over both glitchtrap and vanny.

1. Vanessa quits her job at the pizzaplex: this is probably the most likely thing to happen, I’d imagine she would never want to work at the pizzaplex or fazbear entertainment llc ever again, she manages to get her old job back at silver parasol as a creative designer and beta tester (it was a job she enjoyed and it payed a lot more than a security guard), she also no longer lives at the fazplex tower and instead moved in with Quinn/tape girl along with Gregory and Freddy (since they didn’t know how many followers glitchtrap had or if fazbear entertainment llc would be looking for Freddy and the others they have to sometimes stay incognito) in order to keep each other safe like a buddy system.

2. Vanessa spends more time outdoors: since before glitchtrap and vanny happened Vanessa liked the outdoors and nature so she tries to spend more time outside rather than staying indoors because vanny hated nature and preferred staying inside and using technology, she also begins doing more exercise and yoga, she also begins taking tennis and swimming classes (since those were her favorite outdoor activities).

3. Vanessa spends more time with family and friends: it would be weird to think of a person as a coping mechanism but Vanessa always feels calmer, happier and safer when she’s with people she cares about, (when she was first saved/freed she tried to avoid being around people because she was worried vanny could come back but this just proved to make things worse because she didn’t like being alone worrying something would happen to her, vanny pretty much hated everyone especially children, (the only person she could tolerate was glitchtrap) she also enjoys being at her workplace silver parasol studios since her friends also work their with her, she also likes to spend time with Gregory and the glamrocks who help her any way they can, sun helps her with advice on how to deal with nightmares and stuff, sun also shares his bad time when moon took over with Vanessa, her mom also visits and hangs with Vanessa as well (her mom knows about what happened), Quinn Thompson/tape girl, Luis Cabrera, Daniel Rocha, Nora Wu and Tristan Mazely (characters from help wanted and special delivery) are Vanessa’s only friends that know what happened with glitchtrap (minus Luis) and vanny because they were also victims of glitchtrap so they all promised to keep this secret to themselves in order to protect Vanessa and keep anyone from finding out about glitchtrap, they along with the glamrocks create a buddy system with each other to look out for one another in case glitchtrap has any other cult followers.

4. Vanessa goes on a health diet: when Vanessa was still possessed vanny had a habit of just eating any food she can find in the pizzaplex, (which of course is not good) so Vanessa’s mom Veronica, Freddy and Quinn put her on a health diet for only healthy foods, chica brings her a cook book for healthy but delicious recipes, the only junk foods she’s allowed to have are ice cream, frozen yogurt and milkshakes (since those were always her favorites).

5. Vanessa does arts and crafts: Vanessa was always super smart and creative and loved doing arts and crafts before this entire incident happened, arts and crafts revolve around her hands and this gives her a sense of safety and self control showing that she’s no longer a prisoner in her own body.

6. Vanessa tries new hairstyles: Vanessa normally just used a ponytail but decide she wanted to try new hairstyles to try and change her habits, she ask to Roxy for advice and Roxy also gives her different hairstyles.

7. Vanessa deals with her memories: when Vanessa was freed/saved she couldn’t fully remember what happened until she had a certain nightmare, not only does Vanessa have her own memories but she now also has all of vannys memories, however she can’t just access or remember them Willy nilly, basically in order for one of vannys memories to trigger Vanessa has to see something that feels vaguely or vividly familiar (say like a child alone or a rabbit or Halloween mask) one of vannys memories would trigger causing her to witness the memory and when it was over she would find herself in the midst of a panic attack, in order to deal with these memories she decides to just think about them so when she does get a flashback they don’t affect her and cause a panic attack, with the help of Gregory and moon Vanessa practices lucid dreaming in order to deal with nightmares.

8. Vanessa’s sees a psychiatrist: when Vanessa was freed she put 2 and 2 together that glitchtrap and someone else (patient 46) were behind her therapists going missing, at first she was hesitant but decided to see a private psychiatrist to help her.

9. Vanessa and rabbits: after being freed Vanessa has difficulty when it comes to rabbits (rabbits were her favorite animal) so Gregory thought of something, even though it doesn’t seem like much Gregory drew Vanessa a picture of a new rabbit persona called bunessa a pink floppy eared rabbit with green eyes, unlike vanny bunessa is nice and smart and helpful, Vanessa appreciates this drawing Gregory made and keeps it on the fridge.

10. Vanessa and knives: cooking and baking was a hobby Vanessa always enjoyed doing before the pizzaplex incident, but after being freed she’s extremely scared of holding a knife let alone just being near one, but Vanessa wants to get over this fear and began cooking again so the others come up with a way to help her, they would basically practice before getting to the cooking and baking part, step 1 Vanessa and her family would go to the kitchen and Quinn would take out a small butter knife (they use a butter knife to begin with to not overwhelm Vanessa) from the kitchen drawer and put it on the kitchen counter which is on the other side of the kitchen, Vanessa’s task is to slowly pick up the knife and safely use it to cut something then put it away, (Freddy would be holding Gregory while candy cadet guards them just in case), step 2 Vanessa gets used to the knife’s presence and slowly touches it until she can pick it up, step 3 she carefully takes it to the drawer, step 4 she carefully cuts a piece of butter into 4 pieces, step 5 she cleans the butter knife and put it in the dishwasher, she then lets out a breath of relieve (after that they used a smaller knife).

Other minor changes.

1. Her favorite color is now pink instead of purple

2. She avoids watching tv shows or movies with violence and death

3. She avoids wearing clothing that are tight or stuffy, the feeling they give her reminds her of vanny and the rabbit costume, she also doesn’t wear face mask and stuff

4. She doesn’t like staring into reflective surfaces for too long

#fnaf #alternate universe #fnaf security breach #fnaf special delivery #fnaf help wanted #fnaf vanessa

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sweetdreamsfanfic · 2 years

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SHOT IN THE DARK PART UNO

LUCIFER X READER

MAFIA AU

Brief: In this oneshot Lucifer to the public is a well known corporate boss, however to the crime world he is the boss of the largest crime family. Out of fear of you leaving him, he never tells you. Yet all secrets come out eventually…

A/n Intending to make this a series, please let me know what you think!

Also I recommend listening to Salvatore by Lana Del Rey as you read this, it’ll truly set the mood for this

WARNING: I wouldn’t consider it graphic but there is detailed violence so take caution

It was late into the evening when your friend had brought up your partner, Lucifer. The pair of you were sitting in her orangery sharing a bottle of white wine between you. The two of you were inseparable and that is how your lunch date turned into a late evening chat.

“On the topic of partners, you should return to Lucifer before it gets too late. I know he has Mammon to guard and chauffeur you but I think I have stolen enough of your time.”

F/N put her glass of wine on the table, dusting the imaginary dust off her dress and standing up.

“Thank you for inviting me over,” You started, getting up of the couch as well.

“Anytime! Anyway I should be thanking you for inviting me to lunch. Tomorrow I’ll pay for our lunch after the yoga class!” F/N stated with the same insane amount of energy she had early that day.

“Quarter past nine, don’t forget!” You chuckled, moving in to kiss her cheeks.

“Haha, I won’t! Now make sure Mammon drives safely.” F/N said, giving you one last tight hug.

“Will do! Bye!”

When you finally arrived back home, thanks to Mammon, you immediately felt something off. Normally Lucifer would have been made alert to your arrival and would wait in the lobby for when you entered the house.

“Mammon…“ You called out.

However it appeared Mammon had already left to park the car away for the evening. You were unsettled immensely by being alone in the eerily quiet mansion, a shiver crawling up your spine as you placed your purse down and sauntered up the grand staircase.

As you approached Lucifer’s office, you noticed the door was left wide open and not left only slightly ajar like Lucifer insists it being. An ominous shadow could be seen through the entrance, this was when you heard Lucifer’s voice.

“J-jack we can talk about this. Belphegor was manipulating you-“

“Shut up! I know your tricks Lucifer, and they end now.”

The click of the safety lock being removed on a gun echoed in the empty halls.

Pulling yourself out of a state of panic, you grabbed the nearest vase and empty it of it’s content. Steadily, you approached the office.

“Jack you know I would never harm you.”

Lucifer’s reasoning fell on deaf ears, you could see Lucifer’s desperation whilst he was held at gun point. You have no idea why this stranger would come in and attempt to kill Lucifer, a respected businessman.

“Oh shush. We both know Belphegor is the only one who truly respects me.”

“And we both know it is he is the exact kind of guy who would use you to seal his own vendettas!”

Jack’s grip on the gun tightened, the panic this rose in you was all you needed to commit to smashing the vase against his head.

“SHUT-!”

The glass shattered immediately, scattering across the floor as his body collapsed with a thud.

With wobbly legs you stepped over the bleeding man and took Lucifer’s face into your shaky hands. You couldn’t help but let tears well up as you starred into his eyes.

“Thank Diavolo you’re okay sweetheart!”

Lucifer cracked a smile, bringing his hands up to cup your face and bring his forehead to yours.

“Thank you my love, I genuinely thought I was going to die,” He stated, relief evident in his voice.

He moved his hands to pull you towards him, “But then you appeared, my guardian angel.”

“I was so scared Luci,” You fired back, “H-how did he even get in? You have surveillance cameras everywhere-”

“I know you have a lot of questions, all of which I promise to answer but for now can we just enjoy each others embrace?”

Eyeing him and his tense shoulders and pained face you nodded your head.

“Absolutely, but shouldn’t we at least call the police first?” You asked with a tone of uncertainty.

Lucifer hummed in response, “I’ll inform Mammon to do that, for now go shower and change into pyjamas. I’ll join you shortly.”

“Fine, but don’t be long okay?” You said slowly, taking a step back from him.

“I won’t. I love you Y/N.”

He managed to make you smile despite the fact you were still debating whether you had just killed a man in your mind.

“I love you too Lucifer.”

As you sauntered out, you took one more glance at the bleeding out man. His face was smushed against the blood stained floor that was once a deep mahogany. Dodging the shards of glass, you left.

Lucifer let out a deep breath as he ran a hand through his unruly hair. He was grateful you had arrived when you had, however he feared this would lead to him confessing to his crime business. Every outcome in his mind led to you leaving him or fearing him.

When Mammon eventually arrived to drag the unconscious Jack into the basement, Lucifer informed him that they needed to meet up with his other crime family brothers.

Once the floor was a deep mahogany again and Lucifer was finished with his shower, he climbed into bed with you. To his surprise, you were still awake.

“I thought I was going to lose you and now I might’ve k-killed a man.” You stated with tears threatening to pour as you turned to face him.

For the first time the coy Lucifer was at a loss for words. Thus, he did the next best thing. He opened his arms and let you cry your heart out in his embrace.

#obey me #reader insert #lucifer x reader #shall we date lucifer #x reader #mafia au #corporate business #yandere vibes #dark #shall we date

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