#aaaaa why is nothing easy

[thelordfool]

HELP ME PLEASE!!!!!

Long story short: I'm unemployed and will not, unlike what I originally thought, qualify for unemployment benefits.

Please read the readmore for additional context on why I'm unemployed. This post is basically a continuation/update/redo of this post. I'm suffering a sickness with no medicine the past week, applied for almost 100 jobs the last two weeks, am disabled/queer/nonbinary/tired of ebegging. I'm also in the negatives in my bank account because my car payment came out, so I need to get that covered.

pp/vm/ca

$250/$1151.51

i need at least $511.51 of this by the first. please spread if you're financially unable to help, every person this reaches helps! here's the breakdown of the costs: $640 - car payment + late fees $380 - rent $131.51 - negative amount in bank currently

Oh hey thanks for stopping by to read this annoying tale of woe and being angry at capitalism. Prepare for wall of text.

I once had two jobs. The first job, at a chain restaurant, was a bit of a clique-y experience where I was working my damndest to be the best bartender they ever had. I still have all the cocktails memorized. However, I continually faced discrimination in the form of severe misgendering, no matter how often I corrected them. I was also set up for failure. Usually, when someone gets hired for a position, there's some amount of training to be done, no matter how experienced they are, right? I was going in nearly entirely inexperienced into the role. I knew how to make cocktails, sure, and was and still am very good with people and selling. But I was trained for two days. Two. Then, on my first night alone (a Friday), I was watched by one of the bigwigs at corporate who saw every little flub and failure. This caused a demotion-ish. I was demoted to barback but was allowed the same privileges. Until their next visit. That upset the hell out of me - I was well trained by that point and could do it all, with one hand tied behind my back. I digress. It was about 2 months following my demotion when i finally walked out. A new bartender had been hired and she thought I was being a total creep by looking at a ticket that had just come in. She stormed off to report me to the manager who, even after hearing my side where I had asked her if there was anything on the ticket that I could grab, said that I "needed to communicate better," and "you should be learning from her," and "you're a grown man, you should know better." I don't think I need to explain why that was so upsetting.

But I didn't report them, because I just wanted to be done with it. I was also working another bartending job, and everythign was literally perfect other than the hours, honestly. I loved the product the distillery made, I loved the people I worked with, and most of all: I had my own regulars. Last month, they hired a new hospitality director, who announced there would be some restructuring, including getting rid of servers while also making a full dinner menu to serve alongside drinks. I said nothing of it, despite my disagreements, and she assured us all that no one would lose their jobs, but just moved into different roles. We all kinda grumbled about it, and I told her that under no circumstances would I work back of house. Easy peasy. Till it wasn't, and I came home to a voicemail while on break with my partner that I'd been let go due to the restructuring. So much for no one losing their jobs, right? I hadn't been the only victim of this. I have my suspicions as to why the new hospitality director did these things, but I've no energy to throw around conspiracies. All I know is that I was shafted by both of these places and I'm tired of being broke. I'm applying, still going to fight, and... sigh.

tl;dr (why did you click the readmore?): i left a job due to discrimination and lost another due to company restructuring and i'm tired and sad and aaaaa.

[sunkissed-zegras]

congrats on 1k!!! So well deserved!!

I saw you said nobody’s been sending requests for quinn and we can’t have that so QUINN PLEASE!

Prompt: you’ve been friends for a long time, you have all of the same friends etc so when you start dating you keep it a secret for a while bc you want to make sure it works out. Could you write something about their friends finding out/them telling their friends? 🥺

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 | qh⁴³

♡ ─ word count | 491

♡ ─ warnings | nothing but fluff and some hughes brothers banter :)

♡ ─ ev's notes | AAAAA idk why i love this trope so much, i only did jack/luke finding out. i hope that's still okay! enjoy !!

"How could you not tell me!" Jack scoffed loudly as he pushed Quinn playfully. " I get Luke and everyone else, but me?! How could you not?!"

Quinn rolled his eyes as you gave the two brothers an amused look. "Because you have a big mouth, everyone in America would know Y/N's my girlfriend by the end of the night."

Jack couldn't argue with that, it's true - he does like to talk a lot. Luke rolled his eyes, "That's why he told me first, by the way.''

"Wait, what?" Jack exclaimed, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise. "You knew before me?"

Luke nodded, a grin playing on his lips. "Yep, Quinn told me a while back. He said he needed at least one person to keep the secret safe."

Jack's expression turned into a mix of disbelief and mock offense. "And you didn't tell me? What kind of brother are you?"

Quinn chuckled, crossing his arms over his chest. "The kind that knows how to keep a secret, unlike someone else in this room. And I needed to make sure it wouldn't turn into breaking news before we even had a chance to enjoy being together."

You had been observing the playful exchange between the brothers, couldn't help but join in. "Besides, it's not like we were keeping it a secret forever. Just needed to choose the right moment."

"Wait, so long have you been together?" Luke asked as he leaned back on the couch, watching you two.

"Almost six months." You replied, a smile on your lips.

"How the hell didn't you tell anyone in six months?" Jack's eyes widened as he looked in between you two.

Quinn grinned, enjoying the surprise on his brothers' faces. "Well, we wanted to make sure it was solid before making any announcements. Plus, it was fun keeping a little secret just between us." Quinn smirked back at you as you blushed.

Luke nodded in understanding, though a glint appeared in his eyes. "Six months, huh? You guys are good at keeping secrets. I can't believe Jack didn't catch on."

Jack shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "Hey, I'm not the detective in the family. Besides, I had other things on my mind."

"Like what?"

"I don't know, my job." Jack replied like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Luke chuckled, shaking his head. "Fair enough. But I have to admit, I'm impressed. Six months is a long time to keep something like this under wraps."

You nodded, feeling a sense of relief now that the secret was out in the open. "It wasn't easy, but it was worth it."

Quinn draped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him. "Definitely worth it."

Jack smiled at his brother. "Well I'm just happy we were the first people to know, I feel special now."

You and Quinn exchanged an amused glance as Jack scoffed.

"Who the hell did you tell before your brothers?!"

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thank you for reading all the way through, as always ♡

#❀ evangeline's 1k celly!!⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ #quinn hughes smut #quinn hughes imagines #quinn hughes imagine #quinn hughes x reader #quinn hughes blurb #quinn hughes x y/n #quinn hughes fic #vancouver canucks #canucks #quinn hughes x oc #quinn hughes x you

[bwabys-scenarios]

aaaaa if you’re still taking requests for chilchuck……how bout chilchuck x reader mutual pining…………maybe he stumbles in reader while they’re uhhhh letting off some steam and hears them whisper his name or vice versa……love required babyyyyyyyy

Happy Accidents

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

Chilchuck x Fem!Reader

A/N: this is short but Chilchuck fans are going insane in my ask box so I wanted to feed y’all a little

warning: masturbation, grinding, fingering, afab reader

Chilchuck hadn’t been expecting you to be so easy to befriend. You had just joined the party and everyone already adored you. Chores weren’t a problem, you got along with everyone, and pulled your weight during fights. You were also an absolute sweetheart that always made sure that everyone was happy and healthy.

It would have been hard for him not to fall in love with you. As the days turned into months, he started to feel his chest ache when you were gone for more than a few minutes, and couldn’t stop “accidentally” brushing against you. It was a bit embarrassing how hard he got just from the sight of you wearing your nightgown when it was time to go to sleep…

One night, as everyone else went to bed, he found himself unable to sleep. Chilchuck had been feeling restless and horny all day since he caught a glimpse of your nipples when your white shirt got soaked by an undine. He huffed as he sleepily stroked his cock, staring at the ceiling.

“M-Mmph…”

His sensitive ear twitched at the faint sound of someone’s muffled moan. For a second Chilchuck wondered if it was Laois with another stomach ache from eating something strange… but the voice was soft and feminine, a slight whine to it.

He gulped, inching closer to the sound, his cock twitching when he heard it again. “Ch… Chilchuck…”

It was you, your back to him and your hands dipped below your blanket. He could her the sound of your playing with your pussy, moaning out his name.

“(Name)…”

You jumped at the sound of his voice, about to panic and scramble to apologize, only for him to pin you down, his red face hovering over yours.

You liked him, at least enough to touch yourself and think of him while doing it. That was enough to have him pushing your panties to the side so he could slide a digit into your needy cunt. “Wanted me?”

The usually calm and collected Chilchuck was now sloppily grinding against you as your tongues danced with each others, his mouth the only thing keeping you quiet. It wasn’t long before you were silently begging him to fuck you, needy tears in the corner of your eyes.

The night was spent with his cock buried deep inside of you, and the rest of the part wondered why the two of you looked so tired, yet satisfied the next morning.

You were now holding his hand… and he did nothing to pull away.

#chilchuck smut #chilchuck x reader #chilchuck x you #chilchuck x y/n #requests open #x reader #anime x reader #reader insert #smut requests #anime x chubby reader #chubby!reader #chubby reader #plus size reader #x reader smut #smut headcanons #smut fanfiction #smut fic #dungeon meshi #chilchuck dungeon meshi #fem reader #fem!reader #female reader #dungeon meshi smut #dungeon meshi x reader #delicious in dungeon #delicious in dungeon x reader

[nina-ya]

HII!!1!1!1 i hope ur doing well

im currently sick (GRAHH) my throat has been hurting

ANYWAYSSS since i havent been able to sleep (its like umm 4:23 am) i had this little ermmm ideaaa :3

law x reader but the reader is shy n she doesnt know how to say “no” to people so law has to step in whenever too many people start asking her for help n shit

AAAAA idk bye bye have a great day/night pookie bearrrr

Law When You Don't Know How To Say 'No'

A/N: HI!! I am sorry that this took me so long but here it issss This was honestly a bit too easy to write since im lowkey (highkey) the same way,,, ANYWAYS i hope you enjoy!!! Pairing: Law x reader CW: Cursing WC: 1.4k

Law noticed your tendency to always say yes to everything from the moment he first met you. When you guys would be wandering islands, you bought every item from merchants who tried to haggle with you. When citizens asked for your help, even if their intentions were obviously terrible, you couldn't resist saying yes. You even put up with friends whom you knew were less than ideal for months, all because you never had the courage to step away. You always said “yes” to people, and frankly, Law was getting tired of it.

The lectures from him never seemed to end. Almost nightly, you heard the broody captain telling you to ‘stand up for yourself’ and how ‘you can’t keep saying yes to everyone.’ Yet, despite Law's advice, you couldn't help but continue your habitual affirmation. The pattern had become ingrained in your nature, and breaking free from it proved more challenging than you anticipated.

You found yourself caught in an interesting situation this time around. The Heart Pirates had chosen to dine at a tavern on an island where they were docked. At first glance, it seemed like the perfect haven for pirates, since it's main clientele were pirates themselves. However, the moment you all walked in and witnessed the chaos, it became clear that your assumptions were very wrong. If it weren’t for the fact that this tavern was the only food establishment that accepted pirates, you all would have walked right out. Instead, you kept to yourselves by Law's orders and settled into a corner booth to eat.

The drinks arrived first, followed closely by the food. Everyone dug in rather quickly. You happened to be the first to finish your drink, and the desire for a refill tugged at you. However, as you observed the chaos around the tavern, you noticed the waitress busy preventing another group of pirates from shooting each others heads off. Deciding not to add to her workload, you opted to head to the bar and refill your drink on your own.

Approaching the bar, you leaned onto it with your empty cup in hand, waiting for the equally busy bartender to notice you. Lost in thought, you heard the scrape of a barstool next to you, and your attention was drawn to a larger man taking a seat.

"What are you having?" The man asked, his deep voice resonating as he leaned closer to you.

"Oh, it's nothing," you replied with a nervous laugh, hopeful that the bartender would soon notice your empty cup.

"Well, why don’t you let me get you another one of those?" he offered, leaning in once more. You subtly leaned away, feeling his presence a bit too close for comfort. Undeterred, he continued, "You know, we can always use someone like you on my crew. We would treat you well, and who knows, maybe you’ll have a different kind of fun with us," he suggested.

A wave of revulsion washed over you at his lewd proposition, prompting you to redirect your focus to the bar before you. Your words stumbled in an attempt to deny his request, "Oh, um, well, that’s a nice offer, but…" Yet, the refusal lingered unspoken, lost in the unease of the moment.

His smirk deepened, the subtle twist of his lips revealing a hint of satisfaction as he responded, "It is a nice offer indeed. So what do you say? We set sail tonight, and my crew would love to have someone like you around." He gestured toward his crew behind him, and your gaze involuntarily drifted to them. Some appraised you with lingering looks, while others seemed to undress you with their eyes, treating you as if you were nothing more than a piece of meat on display.

Back where Law was, he noticed that you had been gone for a while. His sharp eyes scanned the room, and a sense of concern flickered across his face when they landed on you at the bar, engaged in conversation with a larger pirate. "Shit," he muttered to himself, a distinct tension tightening his jaw. Excusing himself from the table, he swiftly made his way over to you. As he approached, he couldn't help but overhear snippets of the conversation.

“Come on, join me on the sea. I’m sure you’ll have a great time,” the larger man urged, attempting to coax you into considering his offer.

“I, uh…” You started, your words faltering, leaving you struggling to defend yourself in the face of his persistence.

Unable to tolerate the uncomfortable scene any longer, Law stepped up behind you. A firm hand landed on your shoulder, pulling you closer to him, and he spoke up, his voice cutting through the awkward atmosphere, "Hey, fuck off, they're with me."

You jumped slightly at the unexpected touch, but the tension in your shoulders immediately eased as you recognized Law's presence. A sigh of relief escaped you as the larger man grew visibly upset and angered by Law's bold interruption. "And who are you supposed to be?" the man demanded, his crew getting riled up in response to their captain being openly defied. The whole tavern seemed to be swallowed by a growing tension, the air thick with the anticipation of a confrontation.

“Room,” Law uttered, and a blue bubble enveloped the tavern. The charging pirates were frozen in their tracks as Law unsheathed Kikoku in a blur of motion. With a quick and precise slash through the air, the pirate and his crew were cut right in half. Their halves pathetically fell to the floor, leaving the once chaotic tavern in a stunned silence.

The Heart Pirates were the first to break the quiet, erupting into cheers and applause for their captain. Law smirked at the defeated pirates sprawled before him, a victorious glint in his eyes. Without missing a beat, he grabbed your arm, gently pulling you away from the bar and toward the exit of the tavern.

“Come on, let's get out of here,” he said, leading the way back towards the Polar Tang, the rest of the crew in tow. The tense atmosphere dissipated with each step, replaced by the comforting sounds of the cheering Heart Pirates, celebrating their captain's quick and decisive action.

You both made it back to the submarine, and Law dragged you into his quarters, lightly slamming the door behind him. He released your arm but kept his gaze fixed on you, a hint of irritation evident in his eyes. "Care to explain what happened back there?"

You tried to defend yourself, stammering, "I tried to tell him that I won’t join him, but I—"

"Tried? I didn’t see much trying, only a failure to say no like you always do," he cut you off abruptly, his tone stern. "You're going to get yourself killed one day, I swear," he added with a deep sigh.

You looked down in embarrassment, your voice lowering as you responded, "...I know. I’m sorry." The weight of his concern sank in, and you couldn't help but feel a mixture of regret and gratitude for his protective demeanor.

"Saying sorry doesn’t mean anything if you don’t do anything to fix it," he responded harshly. The weight of his words pressed upon you, and he noticed your embarrassment. Sighing, he seemed to calm himself. Walking over, he placed both hands on your shoulders. When you looked up at him, his tone softened, "Look, I’m just worried for you. I don’t want to see you wind up on some other asshole’s ship all because you can't say no. Do you get that?"

You nodded, and he offered a small smile. "Good. Now, I need you to promise me that you will grow a spine and start saying no. You can even start with me if it will help you. Okay?" he suggested, his concern evident in his gaze.

You looked into his steely grey eyes, filled with genuine worry for you, and offered your pinky to him. “I can promise to try?” you offered with a sheepish smile, hoping he would accept.

He looked at your pinky and rolled his eyes slightly, but took one of his hands off your shoulder, interlocking his pinky with your own. “I’ll take what I can get,” he responded. “Now, let’s talk about how you almost just ran off with that creep and his crew,” he teased you, a smirk growing on his face.

“Hey! I didn’t mean to almost run off with them,” you retorted sheepishly.

“Ahuh, okay. Now run that whole conversation from the top to me,” he responded, practically taunting you. You rolled your eyes at him as you began to replay the interaction, reliving your embarrassment in the retelling for him, internally telling yourself that you would grow a spine so that you would never have to be teased like this again.

#one piece #one piece x reader #trafalgar law #one piece fluff #trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar d law x reader #trafalgardwaterlaw

[bisonaari]

Bison my friend! 💚🦆 Since you're studying Finnish, what is your favourite lyric from Käärijä's discography so far and why? 🥰

I COMPLETELY FORGOT TO ANSWER YOU I'M SO SORRY AAAAA I was at work and then like "I'll answer when I get home" AND THEN I NEVER DID AND I FORGOT Ok so hm omg not only I forgot but the answer isn't gonna be interesting because my finnish skills are still terrible I know like five words rip I'm gonna try my best tho, it might not be because of the meanings per se, but like musically, aesthetically, etc. Because to be fair I understand almost NOTHING so far lol

Ok so

I really like "tiettyyn pisteeseen" for a few reasons. OK I know it's just an expression and not a full lyric BUT I just really like the rythm of how he says it? It just sounds so good. Also I notice that so far I kinda tend to like words with y in them? (like kysymys my beloved) they look golden in my mind with synesthesia and they look very pleasing hahaha

If we go to Cha Cha Cha, I just love "Enkä pelkääkään tätä maailmaa" so so so much. The meaning of it, stopping being scared. Also the sound of it, it rolls off the tongue in a great way. Also I love that this is one of the first few lines of the song that I really understood something? The first word I learned in finnish was because of this line, it was "maa" <3 Then the second thing was the "en" part for the negation. It felt amazing finally understanding something on my own haha. (also unrelated to lyrics but HIS FACE when he sings that part omg he is so cute)

AQFSAQGAGQAHRS while looking up lyrics on genius for this answer I am understanding some new words from lyrics I hadn't looked at in a while that feels great

Going to Välikuolema, I really enjoy the first part of the chorus. Easy sentences to understand (feeling like a genius when you're just starting to learn and you get to "mä oon" and you're like omg i'm basically fluent i speak suomi très bien), discovering the word "loppu" and just using it on a day to day basis now, etc etc.

One that is 100% unrelated to the lyrics is this one from Mic Mac "Menin olohuoneeseen odottaa tuoretta pullaa uunista" I just love how it sounds so very much. It's soft and flowy and it pats my brain gently

BONUS : Not Käärijä at all, but lately I've been listening a lot to Turmion Kätilöt and one of the lines in Pyhä Maa cracks me up every single time LOL "Raskaan metallin Rambona juoksen"

For my followers who, like me, don't speak finnish, if the website that gave me the translation is right, it means

"I AM RUNNING AS THE RAMBO OF HEAVY METAL"

#bison learns finnish #i'm sorry for being still so bad HAHAHA i've only been doing my duolingo like 10 mins a day woops #käärijä

[demondinobear-art]

2023 doodle dump part 2! (+ rambles)

uhm uhh what can i say ahaha there was a time that i was a bit obsessed with bean toes.. and then its them with the real skin(tm)!! (dont look at the prev part fhdkjh) also hcs for lion boi when we know nothing bout him! (him being both a fellow clan member and disciple of the adepti👍)

the special guest is fremi ahaha (managed to get him \o/) also some hoyofest hauls

idk why but drawing ganyu is kinda.. easy for me?? (twit link to heytea collab) (also me panicking bcuz i cant find the other pic i drew of them fdskjh its here)

the lyney and aether is from the 3rd anniversary stream🙏 (yt link to the stream)

the 3rd pic is a little sneak peek i guess? for an upcoming thing that hopefully i will finish ahaha (smtg with ice skating) also printing neuvi sticker for myself and aaaaa i understand why people make stickers now fdshhj

so uhm i kinda got obsessed with furi for a bit fshjhkh (recommending this fic everywhere but do give it a read🥺) (The Lights Are Still on Upstage by Smashing_Successor)

#genshin impact #fanart #my art #its kinda fun doing these ahaha #i get to look back at some of these

[tigerdrop-official]

tigerdrop, i wrote you something

he got his ass beat today. 

it was nothing much, just a bar fight he had no part in. a brawl he couldnt keep his paws out of once he overheard a big guys noble fight for bubblegum pink. or hubba bubba bubblegum. 

actually, he still isnt sure. but he fought a losing battle.

and now he walks home. alone on the streets of manhattan, bruised. eyes downcast, one blackened, and one sporting a shallow cut. hands tucked into the pockets of his oversized hoodie; puff of hair peeking out from under a beanie.

he comes to the last crosswalk of his journey. out by the edge of the city, ethereal in the light of 2am.

he looks up to the glowing streetlights. the colors of midnight traffic.

its silent out. he doesnt bother waiting for the friendly figure of the walking indicator.

“AAAAA-”

tigerdrop - at least, the man he is during the day - suddenly lays on his ass, stranded like a flipped turtle.

“OH MY GOD!”

who is yelling at him?

springing to his feet in one motion is easy muscle memory by now. he ought to roll to his feet like nothing. but he only feels the phantom of the movement.

his body isnt listening. his brain reels, grasping for why hes still down here.

his… assailant, for lack of a better term, leans over him. her face, even under shadow and mask, is written with worry. frantic worry.

“ARE YOU OKAY? YOURE NOT OKAY I GAVE YOU A BLACK EYE.”

“you can stop yelling.”

“I PARALYZED YOU TOO DIDNT I.”

“my ass is not moving.”

“I’M SO SORRY." 

honeybee squats down. she wraps her arms around his middle - "HUP!” - and lifts him like a sack of flour, over her shoulder.

its kind of hot, but he can question his sexuality later.

“citizen,” she begins. if it weren’t for the paralysis, he wouldnt be able to take her seriously. hed write her off as a stoned cosplayer. “let me escort you home.”

he goes to lift his arm, only to be met with a buzzing numbness. “across the street,” he forfeits without a fight. should honeybee have his home address? sure. why the fuck not, right?

“with my love and kindness, i will nurse you back to peak health!” she declares, and begins sprinting across the street.

it is going to be a long night.

TUMBLR USER TIGERDROP FAN MAY I OFFER YOU MY HAND IN MARRIAGE

#submission #thank you. framing this in my apartment. putting it on the fridge #mlb irl #//ooc: IM SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF THE LUNGS. CRANE YOU DESERVE A MILLION DOLLARS

[dnfrecs]

IRL DNF FIC RECS (GEORGE IN FLORIDA PT. 2)

light in a dark place [ two storms, 1/1, 3k+ ]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44415886

The sales associate asks Dream if they’re certain about the size, because they have the same one available in a king size which may be more comfortable for two people, and George is certain his face reddens at the realization that oh, obviously she can tell we’re a couple. It’s far from the first time that someone out in public has made the same assumption about the two of them—but it’s the first time the assumption has been made correctly.

at your fingertips [ riversofgold, 1/1, 3k+ ]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43959198

“Are you cold?” Dream asks, ready to wrap the blanket around him.

“No,” he answers. “Touch me anyway.”

Dream laughs from the bottom of his stomach. “I will,” he looks at him, and thinks that he falls in love more, if it’s even possible. He pulls him closer and wraps his arms around his back. “Sweetheart.”

George shoots a look at him. “Sweetheart?”

“You are,” Dream strokes his bare knee, makes his lip curl towards his cheekbones. His heart tightens his chest. “My sweetheart.”

or Dream, George, and a boundless love that grows within them.

down my arms, a thousand satellites [ crabnap, 1/1, 8k+ ]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40468806

“How do you feel?” George asked, low and soft.

“A little better,” Dream said. “Can you call me baby again?”

He really didn’t know where that had come from, the warmth and closeness pulling his thoughts straight off his tongue, but George’s mouth parted sweetly and his cheeks were bright pink and Dream didn’t regret a thing.

“Why?” George breathed, smiling a little, like he was trying not to but couldn’t quite manage it.

Dream was tingly all over. “Because I like it.”

or Dream gets sick and George, to his amazement, is actually very soft and caring about it. Surely nothing life-changing will come of this.

; sick fic aaaaa!! <3

down here it is always me and you [ littlemisssunmin, 5/5, 36k+ ]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35048242

They couldn’t possible talk about this, not even when Dream moved his hand closer, his fingers brushing his thigh just above his knee. Sapnap was still streaming, his voice blatantly clear in the background of their little moment shared on said best friend's bed.

It was all new.

And his heart was a beating drum in his chest.

George was used to dissect the voice on his phone for years. The inclination of his tone and intent of words.

This was the complete opposite.

They had to relearn how to communicate.

or George has finally arrived in Florida in the middle of November. He hadn't been prepared for a shift in his relationship with Dream that felt almost as easy as breathing.

; i recommended this before but it’s complete now!!

Whenever We Fall [ littlemisssunmin, 1/1, 5k+ ]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44048232

There is a man in the kitchen. A man that he knows. A man that he doesn’t really. One who hums along to a new song that started to play, frying eggs in a pan they had only bought last week.

or George has somehow a harder time matching a face to a voice that he knows by heart and loves, or, A disconnect is adressed on a quiet moring.

; so so very sweet i died + can u tell i love this author lol

I blinked and suddenly [ sweetuhcreature, 1/1, 7k+ ]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/41710104

George gives him a wide-eyed look, feigning surprise. “You think I’m pretty?”

“You are pretty.”

It’s nothing he hasn’t said before, but George falters. Dream feels it in his slackened thighs and the limp hand around his neck.

“You— You’re pretty, too,” he admits, voice sinking. “Is that— Can I say that?"

or Everything is better in person (bits and pieces of George's first six months in Florida, as experienced by Dream).

corduroy and a brown cotton flannel [ gatzbright, 1/1, 2k+ ]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42297015

“God,” Dream murmurs, “come here.” And then he’s pulling George close, right into the warmth of his sweater-clad chest, and George goes willingly. “Too far,” Dream says, burying the words into George’s stomach. “Being at the other end of the table was too far—”

“I know,” George says, grasping onto the back of Dream’s sweatshirt and pushing his cheek against Dream’s hair. “I’ll stay next to you tomorrow, ��kay?” And Dream nuzzles at George’s shirt.

“Please—”

“Not gonna go far,” George whispers. “I promise.”

[Or, Dream’s overwhelmed at TwitchCon and worrying after his first panel, and George holds him close.]

Lisbon [ nervouswaltz, 1/1, 3k+ ]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42298842

“Yeah, you love me too.”

George’s brow furrows. “Thought we had established that.”

The casual way he says it, living and breathing right next to Dream, is enough to pull at something nestled deep in his stomach and send him back towards tears. As parts of his brain come back online, the rest of the day rushes back. The crowds of people, their relentless happiness, the actual living, breathing impact he’s had. The numbers and analytics pale in comparison to the visual.

Abruptly, Dream lets out a sob.

or, Dream gets overwhelmed with the everything that is Twitchcon. George is there for him, through all of it.

i will always be yours [ 21questions, 1/1, 2k+ ]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43804080

I love you. The three words that they don’t say too often, not even in a platonic way—it often takes a few minutes of teasing to get George to admit that he loves Dream too, but sometimes, he still says it.

I love you. I have for a while, I think. You’re just so smart, and you’re cool, and funny, and you’ve always been around. I love you a lot. I feel like everyone can tell except for you.

or Dream and George's relationship is already ambiguous enough, but after their first Christmas together, the feelings start to get a lot realer.

Lavandula [ Raincarnation, 1/1, 6k+ ]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43265064

George peered down at Dream. His green eyes stared back fondly, light dancing within his irises. His focus fell to his lips, and the fondness dissipated. Dream reached for his face.

"What are you doing?" George flinched back.

"Hold still.” Hesitant, but listening, George forced himself to stay put. Dream’s thumb felt around the flesh of his bottom lip, wiping the corner of his mouth. Frozen, and very possibly going insane, George held his breath.

"What is it?"

"You had something on your mouth," Dream uttered, finished. "Can't have anything on your pretty little face."

or George is given perfume for his birthday which tempts a very touch starved Dream.

#dnf ao3 #dnf fic recs #dnf recs #multiple chapters #george in florida #so much fluff #domestic #dreamnotfound fanfic #n recs #r recs #r is forcing me to post this at gunpoint pls help

[idv-news-boi]

{Silly} Random OC Questions// I did it again because i forgot to mention these aaaaa,,,-

Do they have social disorders? You may specify which.

Do they believe in God(s), or are they atheistic?

What's their sexuality?

For Science fanatics!!! What's their favorite scientific name?

Which pet or mini hunter would they equip with at matches?

What is their preferred mode of transportation? 

What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?

How easy is it for your character to laugh?

What are they told to stop/start doing as a child?

 Is marriage/relationship/sexuality pride/sex/controversies of certain topics something that they’re comfortable speaking about? To whom? 

What would be the cause of their villain arc?

Would they feel intimidated if someone calls them by their full name when it's a rare thing to happen?

What's inside their fridge?

What do they think when they're showering?

What's one key nickname that impacts them a lot?

How easy is it for them to ignore flaws in other people? 

Do they like to sing? What would karaoke experience with them be like?

If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so? 

Which of the ocs would be most likely the final girl in a horror movie? It's optional to explain why.

#idv oc #identity v oc #identity v #idv oc ask blog #idv ocs #idv askblog #idv #📰

[blue-howlite]

Okey first of all I just wanna say I love love LOVE your stories.

Second of all, I would like to request for doom breaker (any of your choosing). Hoe about someone cat calling their S/O right in front of them.

Aaaaa thank you! I'm happy I'm feeding y'all right!

When you get cat called.

Feat. Zephyr, Altair, Ophelia, Fade, Dariel.

Warnings: might be ooc, cultural shock in Dariel's part, I just love abusing classic elf society tropes with him.

Author's note: damn you really want to see the world burn. These people are fighting and taking down dragons, imagine what they can do to a piece of trash. These are kinda short, but they're fun.

Also if anyone ever cat calls you, any of you reading this, regardless of gender, remember: it's not your fault, you're in no way asking for it, there's an awful lot of uneducated and rude people in the world, you're doing great! Wear that top that you like, those new pants you've got, that skirt that you've had in your closet for forever! People will be horrible regardless of how you look, so decide to look good while they look like idiots.

Zephyr

The first thing he does is checking in on you. Are you uncomfortable? Do you want to head back to a private space? Are you sure you don't care?

Whatever your answer, he makes sure you get a good distance from the cat caller. Out of sight at least, even better if you get to a totally different area.

Then he makes up an excuse, he's got to deal with something real quick, be right back! Of course he leaves you with someone he trusts or somewhere safe where you can find an easy distraction.

He tracks down the cat caller and gives them a piece of his mind; maybe a hit or two, but nothing too drastic. Dragon tongue? Sure, why not, that's one of his cards to play in these kind of situations.

Altair

Then he drags that person back to you to make them apologise! He's discreet of course, he doesn't want to make you more uncomfortable, but he absolutely makes sure he's humiliating the cat caller.

Cat calls them back.

No hesitation, no questions asked, she just does it in the most awkward way possible for the cat caller, but without being outright insulting.

Just subtle enough to make everyone witnessing it really uncomfortable because they can't pinpoint what is wrong even though it's clear she's not saying something nice.

For the rest of the world she's got the silly princess pass for whatever she says, and she absolutely abuses it.

And she goes on until the person apologises to you. She is absolutely petty like that, even getting in the cat caller's face to make sure they don't get away.

Once the jerk is back in their place she holds you close and asks if you want to get something nice. Her treat!

Ophelia

First thing, she asks if you want her to beat them up for you. She'd be glad to defend you and beat up the cat caller.

Second thing, she asks if you want to do it yourself. She respects your independence and your ability to defend yourself!

Third thing, she beats them up anyway, either for you or after you're done. Even if you told her it wasn't necessary. She just wants a go with the person that cat called her partner. They're not coming out of it all in one piece.

She's not the delicate nor subtle type, she's going to absolutely make sure the person doesn't ever do it again. Broken limbs, ribs, nose, she is giving them both blunt force trauma and psychological trauma.

And she absolutely uses them to make an example for others who could get the idea of cat calling you, making sure the cat caller apologises out loud and asks for mercy. See, she's thinking in advance!

Fade

He seems calm about it.

Key word "seems".

He checks on your body language to see if you're uncomfortable or if you just don't care.

In any case he gives you a genuine compliment, while dismissing whatever the cat caller said as "Idiot's hormones talking".

He excuses himself for a moment, going to the cat caller. He doesn't seem to be doing much, just smoking and talking with the person.

Then comes back to you, and by that time you can see the cat caller starting to spasm and make weird sounds. But Fade tells you to ignore it and go ahead.

He shrugs your questions off with "Couldn't handle a little smoke I guess", not telling you that the smoke in question is one of his poisons. Non-lethal, but with very funny effects; since that person dragged attention to you, it's only fair they get some attentions from other bystanders too, right?

Dariel

...he doesn't get it.

He turns to you like "Why did they say that?". Maybe it's a custom he doesn't understand.

Cat calling is a foreign concept to members of the reserved and strict elf society. It takes a few moments for him to understand it and understand why it's bad.

But once he does, he takes it personally; that person basically insulted you, his partner. It's an attack on your honour!

He tries being reasonable and asking the person to apologise at first; then he's even more reasonable by challenging and making them fight him.

In a way or the other he beats them up. He's not one of the strongest ten in the continent for nothing.

He then goes back to you and asks how you're feeling, reassuring you that he will always defend your honour.

#doom breaker #doom breaker x reader #reincarnation of the suicidal battle god #zephyr #zephyr x reader #altair justina cayenne #altair justina cayenne x reader #ophelia amleth #ophelia amleth x reader #fade #fade x reader #dariel #dariel x reader #puppyfying Dariel is a lifestyle #so is making Altair an absolute menace that knows how to abuse her privileges #Love y'all and stay safe <3 #And be petty if they cat call you

[lexsssu]

If you can't beat reality, bribe it with smut ideas! At least that's my plan on dealing with reality lol

Iget u! Words are so difficult… daydreaming plot ideas is so easy, why can't I take them out of my head and shove them into a document? (╥﹏╥)

Aaaaa, sorry to hear abt your personal projects! (>_<) Hope you can progress on them soon! (Sending support ->) (ﾉ>ω<)ﾉ :｡･:*:･ﾟ’★

YEEEEES, Grim is so bby it hurts. He's been added to the Collection of dudes I thirst over, though I bet he'd be glaring at me for even having said collection but nothing a little make-up sex can't fix hehe

SOUL BABIES ARE A GO? SOUL BABIES ARE A GO!

- tu2

Here's to hoping writin so much smut actually influences my irl non-existent lovelife-- HAHAHAHA

Believe me, I have had a lot of ideas throughout the year but they just dont wanna jump into the word doc on my screen-- HAHAHA

Idk if ive mentioned it here on tumblr already, but Im actually workin on making a short otome game of my own! It's only going to be one guy, and will be a quick play just so I can get a feel for making otoges. I'll be making it all on my own so there's so much work i gotta get done and i dont wanna overwhelm myself by trynna making a big project from the start lol

SOUL BABIES GO BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

#lexsssu speaks

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

Your blog is so nice and your talent is amazing! Thank you for delivering such a wonderful content <33

Would you mind to write anything about s/o caressing Undertaker's scars? Thank you anyway!

aaaaa thank you so much, you’re so sweet!! I have a lot of fun here so thank you guys for requesting <3

God I am SO SOFT............

He curses himself when he flinches.

Were the circumstances normal, UNDERTAKER usually loves to be touched by his beloved. Being close to them in every way he possibly can be, including when they set their hands upon his skin with nothing between, is one of the things he lives for. One of the things that makes him feel alive, the spark of hope that makes him think everything is worth it.

But (Name) has just let their fingertips ghost over the scar which wraps around his pinkie, and he’s jumped nearly a meter.

He really ought to be more composed than that. Unfortunately, though he can almost ignore the presence of his scars most of the time, any touch against them is enough to shift some memories to the front of his mind. The scars themselves aren’t tender the way a fresh scar or a bruise or a cut would be; the parts of his emotional self which connect to the physical, however, are incredibly tender.

They’ve never healed, mainly because he tries to pretend, where other people are concerned, that those emotional scars don’t even exist.

“’Pologies, darlin’,” he chuckles, and closes his fingers around theirs. “Jus’ spooked me a l’il there. Y’know I’m an old man, gotta take it easy on me!”

They give him a bashful smile. “No, no, I’m sorry. Were you thinking about something?”

He hums. “Nothin’ more than usual, just the rocks in my ‘ead ‘n’ all, hehe! Guess if y’ ever need ta get my attention, y’ got a sure way, at least.”

“Haha… that I do, I suppose.” All is quiet for a moment, until they give his hand a light squeeze. “Does it… hurt? When I touch the scars, I mean. I won’t do it ever again if it hurts you.”

God. How did he deserve them? How in the name of rhyme and reason did the universe line up to afford him someone so considerate? “Now, don’t y’ worry y’r pretty little ‘ead ‘bout that. I’m jus’ fine.”

When their head tilts at him, he can see the curiosity glimmering in their eyes. Perhaps he ought not have told them that. The only saving grace is that he knows them well enough to know they wouldn’t ever try to hurt him on purpose.

Even so, they lift their hand to come at him again. His heartbeat, or what passes for one in a creature like him, quickens.

This time, they drag their nails lightly across the scar which practically splits his face in half. And they’re meticulous about it. Their touch begins up at the top of his forehead where the pattern seems to blossom from his hairline. From there he closes his eye to allow their fingertips passage, and they slip over the bridge of his nose.

Their touch finally tapers off when they reach the side of his cheek, where the scar disappears into his jaw. Although it wasn’t as if they were using a lot of force, the way their fingertips draw away is even more gentle.

Maybe it’s the way he’s statue-still the entire time that prompts their soft voice to ask, “Are you sure they don’t hurt, love?”

He hears a shuddering breath, and the fact that he doesn’t feel quite as heavy as before makes him realize that it came from him. “Mmh… no… they don’t ‘urt. ‘S jus’ been… a while… since I let anyone touch ‘em like that. Not used ta it.” That’s not really a lie, is it? he whispers to himself.

“Oh.” It sounds like a lot is packed into that one little word. “Do you… not want me to do it?”

A short little laugh makes its way out. “Lemme ask y’, sweet’eart. Why do y’ wanna do it in the first place?” He adds with his usual teasing tone to cover up any vulnerability, “Plenty’a other places ta touch that might be more fun.”

They snort, then lean forward to give him a kiss. “Maybe. But I don’t know… I just… was looking at you and… thinking about you and… ah. I’m not making sense, am I?”

“Aw, well, where’s the fun in makin’ sense?” He returns the kiss, releasing a sigh against their lips. “Listen, then… if y’ want… go ‘ead.”

“… ‘Go ahead’?”

“Right y’ are.”

Their eyes sparkle at him for a moment, maybe wondering if he’s being serious or being cheeky. Then, slowly, their hand raises up to the scars on his neck, thumb hooking in against his collar as they rest their fingers against his skin.

This time, even though he almost wants to, he doesn’t jump or hold his breath at the contact.

This time, it feels… better. Like they’re pressing a cooling, loving touch to all the pieces of his emotional self that are tied to the scars.

Adrian? They love you, you old bat.

And for right now, that’s enough.

#Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Undertaker #scenario #romantic #fluff #hurt/comfort #MY MAAAAAAN #he pretends he's fine but HE IS NOT FINE!! #one hell of a queue

[salt-and-tie]

OKAY SAGE BUT WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE WAY TO EAT POTATO?

I must know. TELL ME :3

NOOOOOOO I LOST MY INCREDIBLY LONG AND IN DEPTH RESPONSE AAAaA. DAMMIT.

OK, so, I wrote this big and elaborate response on my history with the potato, mashed potatoes, baked potatoes, Scalloped potatoes, French fries, potato chips, how I like to eat all of yehm my own special way and my favorites, AHG

The baked potato bit was the best one, so Ill try to retype it now, there were these for a bunch of them

- Baked potato: a great contender, one of my favorites. I have a really cool way of eating them imo! (this works best for large, oblong potato types) Take the potato, cut it in half (lengthwise, I will die on this hill), and mastic ate the inner flesh with your fork and knife into, not quite mashed consistency, something different. Apply liberal butter on all sides. Grab the salt and pepper shakers and go WILD with those mfs. Overseason this shit HARD. Mix in and together the entrails of the potato, the now melted butter, the salt and the pepper then slop an OCEAN of sour cream on top. Mmmmm. Delicious. This meal, made with nothing more than a potato, is sensorily delectable. Smooth, chunky, salty, peppered, hot, cold, crunchy and chewy and easy and a delight. Eat quickly so the sour cream dosen't warm up, and have a blast!

I wrote so much more and lost it 😭 but baked potatoes are my favorite! So that answers ur question! And who are you anon, why so cloak and dagger, are potato questions forbidden?!?!?!?!

#sage answers all #me #:3 #potato

[rottytops]

so i finally, finally finally after like 3.5 years of talking about doing it, finally had my appointment for adhd and..it went really well. it was super easy to talk about my symptoms and the doctor was really nice and understanding too. i have another appointment with a psychologist and then one final doctor's visit where ill get medicated around may...its a lot longer than i would like it to be but in the grand scheme of things its like, in a few weeks ill finally have this awful experience of living with adhd put behind me

but like

i feel soooooooooooooo shitty

i think because the actual process was so quick and painless and easy it only took me like maybe an hour or even less than that for the whole visit but it took me OVER THREE YEARS to actually schedule the appointment. im so frustrated because the last few years have been some of the worst in my life where ive been so depressed and desponend and listless because i just. was unable to create anything. adhd has taken so much from me even before i was freelancing, its what fucked me up in school and nuked my experience in college. ive had these problems for so long and there's always been one root cause and all it took to deal with it was a one hour doctors appointment???

i guess im just upset because. if like, any adult in my life took me aside and asked me what was going on they probably could have figured out i had adhd really quickly, but no one ever did that, my parents just called me lazy and stupid and everyone else just assumed i was a slacker. if even one person really tried i could have done all of this years ago and not had to have suffered some of my worst experiences ever over my inability to focus!

i remember calling my mom in tears saying i think i have adhd i think thats why everything is happening the way it did, and she was like "...okay" and did nothing, and then, years later when i tell her yeah i got the appointment everythings in place she was like "pog!!! im so proud of you i knew you could do it yourself. whenever my kids come to me with a problem i just let them handle it alone because theyre so smart xD"

and itslike. do you have any idea how BADLY i would have killed for any sort of help AT ALL. if someone had sat with me and just helped me make the doctors appointment i could have been over this years ago!!!

aaaaa!!! but i cant just act like i did this 100% by myself, i had a lot of friends emphasize with me and tell me about adhd so i could make sure i knew i had it, and a friend gave me the clinic i could go to for screening and another friend told me the effects pills would have on me, etc, ect. ive had a lot of help from people in my life,but in regards to my family they either didnt do shit or punished me for my condition. it makes me so upset to think about

BUT

the worst of it is over, i did the hardest part myself, theres no point in gettng all torn up abt the past all i can really do is look forward to may where i can actually live my life witha functioning fucking brain holy shit. i guess i can get excited for that in spite of everything

if u read this far have a kiss. mwah

[tulpafcker]

yeah reading that webebed comic is making me think about like. growing up On Line and knowing there was something wrong with me, KNOWING i had a personality disorder and just not knowing Which One, but knowing it was most likely one of the two that people dont give much sympathy to

but then also being surrounded by people who do the same things i did and DIDN'T have those disorders

is such... a wild fucking experience. i joke like "haha more people should think theyre a sociopath growing up, it humbles you and makes you painfully aware of how people see the shit youre doing" but like, even if the people i knew thought that of themselves, they wouldnt care! theyd brush it off or think theyre one of the good ones (tm) with no self reflection!! and thats because I did it!!

like. as a teenager, i genuinley thought "its not that i dont FEEL remorse, its just that i havent done anything that was bad enough to feel remorse over!" and concluded that i didn't have aspd

like. i was simultaneously self aware and not self aware, except since i was more self aware than most, it was easy for me to believe that nothing escaped my field of view

and even to this day, it's like... why?? i was in a whole fucking group of remorseless assholes who were overly violent about people we didnt like! we were ALL quick to turn on each other, and we were just a small group of a huger group! we couldnt ALL have aspd?? and WE DONT!!! WE DIDNT!!!

some of them were just being teenagers, some of them have other shit wrong with them that they either got help for or... didn't.

its just. aaaaa!! and yes depending on who it was directed on, my anger issues and impulsivity were both used to help the group and ostracize me! my friends LIKED when i could turn on people on a dime and drive them out of the group if they did something percieved as Bad. some of them genuinley WERE horrifically manipulative people and it was good that they got out of there SOMEhow. but they got out because the server admin was too pussy to do her job and Administrate The Server so it was My job. but if the admin herself or her friends hurt me (for instance, by saying that i was selfish for wanting to kill myself,) then suddenly i was scary and irrational and couldnt be trusted. fun!

and this suuuucks but wrt the webbe comic i see myself a lot in gage in that his Go To Excuse (im traumatized!!!) was MY go to excuse back in the day. plus i struggle w like. just because i dont MEAN to be manipulative, doesnt mean that i cant BE manipulative, plus its not the other partys fault for feeling manipulated

gage is lowkey also kinda unempathetic to milo cuz he finds milo annoying at times and uhhh thats a hashtag struggle of hashtag mine

and like. id never date an actual fucking murderer (but then again i can just SAY anything. in another life i could see myself justifying it if i was in a worse spot) but the reaction towards gage vs milo by the commentors of the comic is telling imo

in that gage (as far as we know) has been thru shitty situations and we dunno how he grew up yet (or maybe we do idk im not done) and he has maladaptive, manipulative, and hurtful coping mechanisms just like milo does but in the comments milo is seen as a wrong but still sympathetic guy while gage.. isnt

and thags kind of how it felt, yk. growing up the way i did. like i wasnt the best person but neither were the other guys but they got sympathy because they *appeared* good and pitiable and soft, they were treated like flawed yet human individuals going thru it, and i was lowkey dehumanized even before i ever really thought i had Dehumanized Implicitly Personality Disorder

ALSO the "sorry for saying s*ciopath i didnt mean to offend people w aspd" part in the comic Gets Me because there are people who do say that BUT thats the begining and end of anything they say abt aspd and its kiiind of hurting it ngl

cuz like. i agree honestly! i think people should maybe not say sociopath as freely as they do anymore. for one its not used diagnostically anymore and for two; in the layperson, the word paints a picture of a very stereotypical moviefied version of someone with aspd. so not only is it not used medically, its used in a way that dehumanizes people with actual aspd- in fact a lot of people dont even know that its CALLED aspd!

and of course, Not Saying Sociopath Anymore isnt gonna solve ableism (i learned the term aspd from an Ableist Video after all) but like. it would be nice? maybe?? to have the basic decency to not be referred to by a word thats used to either treat me like a dogshit criminal implicitly OR sell a warped version of the thing i struggle with to hollywood audiences and or true crime affecionados

but because of people who ONLY say that stuff and nothing else, the notion isnt really taken seriously by anyone and is brushed off as Stupid Internet Stuff + a smattering of "if you REALLY had REAL aspd you wouldnt CARE wether or not someone called you a sociopath!!!"

which of course is ironically another example of ableism not being solved by Changing Terms but uhh yeah since the fauxtivist puriteen blogs r where a lot of people first heard of the concept its IMMIDIATLEY written off as stupid internet stuff and i just think its very very funny that milo webcomicboy said that just like. as a microcosm of him? say/do shit that sounds progressive but does stuff that actually is either a) irrelevant or b) hurts people more than it helps them

also just bc i relate to gage doesnt mean i like him theyre all pieces of shit. i like him as a character not as a person. everyone here sucks assssssssssssssss but im just. observing plus a lil like. not exactly recognition of self thru the other but "oh god that COULDVE been me if i didnt get very very very lucky" self awareness did not fix me and it did not save me but it saved me just a leeeeeeeeettle bit and thats enough babeyyy

if this makes no sense im SORRY ive been soo traumatixed also im LITERALLY neurodivergent and a minor???? ugh!!!

(nah fr fr it is late as all fuckkkkk idk if this is coherent. if its not just shhhhh let it fade into obscurity thanks i appreciste it)

[kuackity]

Morning afternoon and night for you two!!

1.I will say that probably K!Quackity changes his personality a lot meanwhile his memories come back. But yeah k!Quackity escaping from having the same fate as C!Quackity, but the angst posibilities.

2.In my defense I mixed more than 3 fics for this theory, so ok why C!Quakcity? Easy, cause he speaks spanish and with him is more easy to get along and form alliances, so that's why, and yeah he hasn't interacted with him so, c!George knows nothing so u, im sorry my brain is mixing theories now

3.Yeeee

4.VEGETAA ANSGT AYOOOO

-Silver

Hallo Silver! Sorry I am answering late aaaaa

Yes the most important thing to do is the angst, so let's just roll with it; its funny to me how c!DreamXD was you speak Spanish GOODBYE! I am offended/j

I am rotating the Vegetta angst in my mind, make him a godling? A fallen god? A lost descendent? A creation from the gods to be hero and nothing more? So much different ways to go I have to ramble to choose my headcanon in the end hngffff

And btw, which fics are you talking about? 👀

#k anons #silver #I am still on the fence with Vegetta #cause everything and nothing fits