#btw before someone takes this post seriously and starts being annoying about it. this post is a joke and i'm joking

[kqluckity]

okay if the qsmp doesn't have a "main character" the why does everything revolve around him ↓

checkmate atheists

#i WILL stop talking about qluzu for today now #it's just something that's been on my mind recently #the whole lore revolves around him even if he hasn't logged on in a while it's actually crazy #btw before someone takes this post seriously and starts being annoying about it. this post is a joke and i'm joking #there is no actual protagonist to the qsmp #qsmp #mcyt tag

[carelisswriting]

I wrote something based off a prompt by @epkot94 https://at.tumblr.com/epkot94/dp-x-dc-idea-time-so-eventually-danny-tells-jazz/8wbwdhtc71pm

 I hope y’all like this, this is the first bit of my writing I’m posting on Tumblr! I also crossposted this on Ao3, which is https://archiveofourown.org/works/45308998 

Btw, I adore @proshipper-on-ship and @kine-iende thinking of Dan calling Danny ‘Mom’, so that’s in here too!

EDIT: @lenacraft drew some amazing fan art of the Phantom royal family here! https://at.tumblr.com/lenacraft/im-still-trying-to-figure-out-how-i-wanna/u0n7lg2g8eo9

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Dan liked being one of the ‘good guys’, don’t get him wrong. He enjoyed saving people, and being seen as a superhero. What he didn’t like was being on a team.

Oh he could work with them just fine, but Ancients did they get on his nerves. Superman constantly checking in on him, Batman trying to figure out his identity (he didn’t have one in this universe anyway, take that asshole), Flash trying to befriend him. All in all, Dan was not a fan of his coworkers. (Ellie insisted that he secretly liked them, but she was wrong and also being very annoying about it.)

They were being particularly annoying today. Flash hadn’t stopped talking for the last 20 minutes. They were all in the main meeting room, for some sort of meeting. Honestly, Dan hadn’t been paying attention, so he had no clue why they were all here. Batman was droning on at the front of the room, something about a cult? Dan had no clue, and really didn’t care enough to listen.

He was idly tossing his thermos (which he still hadn’t told the Justice League the purpose of) back and forth when John Constantine burst into the room.

“We’ve got a problem.” He said, slightly out of breath.

Everyone had stopped talking when he burst in, turning to stare at the man. Batman sighed, before asking “What is it?”

Constantine came up to the table they were all sat around, setting down an ancient looking book across the table from Dan. He noticed that the title was in something similar to Ghostspeak. Interesting. He wasn’t gonna tell any of his coworkers about it, though. They all thought he was an alien, which technically he was, and it would be suspicious for him to know some random magical language, even vaguely.

“Someone is summoning powerful entities from a dimension parallel to ours, using this book.” Constantine said, gesturing to the book “I brought my copy, but I don’t know how to stop these beings.”

“Why?” Batman grunted out the question, already flipping through the old book.

Constantine sighed aggressively, pulling out a cigarette. He lit it, before answering sarcastically “I don’t know, maybe because they’re significantly more powerful than most beings from this dimension? Maybe because they have an insane set of abilities?”

Batman grunted in acknowledgement, turning back to the book.

A few moments passed, before everyone started talking, shouting questions over each other. Dan sighed. This was going to be a long day.

\(oo)/

A few hours passed, everyone still trying to figure out what the hell to do. Well, almost everyone. Dan had long since given up on planning, playing a game on his phone under the table. It wasn’t like anything could actually be a threat to him, and if it was? He’d just call Danny. He’d prefer if his coworkers figured something out, however, so he hadn’t bothered telling them about the fact that he could probably deal with whatever this was in a snap. If they still hadn’t figured anything out in the next hour, he’d deal with it.

Wonder Woman looked up from the book Constantine had summoned for her to read through, hoping it had answers.

“Where are these entities from? You didn’t say what dimension it was.” She asked.

Dan realized that no one had thought to ask that anytime in the last few hours. Seriously? He knew that most of his coworkers were stupid when it came to magic and stuff like it, but seriously? He slipped his phone back into his pocket, wanting to see where this was going.

Constantine glanced up from where he was studying a leatherbound tome. Dan couldn’t see what it was about from here, but he bet it was unhelpful, considering how much Constantine had been glaring at it over the last few minutes.

“The Infinite Realms. It’s an extremely dangerous dimension, home to the dead.” Constantine answered, his tone grim.

Dan couldn’t help it. He chuckled. His coworkers looked at him like he was insane, which only caused him to laugh harder. He bent over the table, laughing.

“Something funny, Phantom?” Batman asked, glaring at him.

(Dan had stolen Danny’s superhero name, it was his first anyway. And besides, everyone found it hilarious, including Danny.)

Dan theatrically wiped a tear from his eye before replying “Yeah, it’s so damn funny that he said that with a straight face. I mean, c’mon, ‘extremely dangerous’? Maybe if you’re an idiot.”

Superman raised an eyebrow at Dan, before exchanging a look with Batman.

“Have you been to these ‘Infinite Realms’?” Superman asked, voice calm.

Dan snorted “Yeah, of course. Ancients, if the problem’s just some guy summoning ghosts, I’m just gonna call my mom.” Dan could deal with it himself, but where was the fun in that?

He pulled out his phone again, dialing Danny’s number. The ‘mom’ thing had started as a joke, but honestly? It fit Danny so well, and Ellie already called him that, so why shouldn’t Dan?

“Why are you-“ Flash asked, before being cut off by Batman.

Batman glared at Dan “What are you doing.” He asked flatly.

Dan laughed, waiting for Danny to pick up.

“Calling my mom, duh.”

Batman gave an aggravated sigh, and went to speak.

Danny picked up, and Dan immediately started talking, cutting off whatever Batman was about to say.

“Hey, so, apparently some asshole is summoning ghosts and causing problems over here. Thought I’d have you deal with it.” Dan said, explaining quickly. The Justice League stared at him, shocked and very confused. Dan hadn’t told them anything about his family, so their reactions were pretty justified.

Danny sighed “Not even gonna say hello?”

Dan sarcastically cut him off “Hello!”

Danny sighed again, but Dan could tell he was amused. They shared a sense of humor, Ellie had the same one too. Perks of being a clone/evil future self and their original/past self (Their relationships were all kinds of funky, but it worked for them.)

“You said someone is summoning ghosts? I’ll be there in a sec.” Danny said, before hanging up.

Dan put his phone away, finally glancing at his coworkers. They all looked extremely confused, except Batman who was fuming, and Constantine who looked wary.  

“Who was that?” Batman growled.

Dan looked at him, the picture of innocent confusion.

“I already told you, my mom. He’ll be here in a moment.”

Dan could see Flash mouthing ‘he?’ to himself a few seats away. Dan relished in the sense of confusion he was causing. It was extremely funny watching his coworkers flounder in the face of Dan’s sheer chaos.

Constantine took a moment to speak “I don’t think-“

He was cut off as a green portal opened up in the middle of the room, above the table. Everyone, excluding Dan, went still as it appeared.

“What the-“ Superman started to say, as Batman pulled out a weapon. They were both startled by a white and black blur flying out of the portal and attaching itself to Dan.

Dan was knocked out of his seat as Ellie bowled him over. He tumbled down to the floor, falling flat on his back. Ellie grinned at him, sitting on his chest.

“Got you!” she gleefully yelled out. Dan chuckled, gently shoving her off him. He sat up, and was greeted with his coworkers, who all looked ready for a fight. Their faces switched to confusion when Dan just blankly stared at them.

“What’s up?” He said, slightly sarcastically.

Ellie floated into the air, hanging upside down in front of Dan.

“Well, you were just tackled by someone they don’t know.” She pointed out, a grin on her face.

Dan sighed, gesturing to Ellie “Please meet my little sister, Ellie. She’s an annoyance.”

Ellie smacked him on the shoulder, before flipping around so that she was facing the Justice League, and also so that she was right side up.

“Hi! It’s nice to finally meet Dan’s friends!” She said, darting away when Dan attempted to hit her.

“They’re not my friends! We’re coworkers!” he shouted as she flew to the corner of the room, sticking her tongue out at him.

He sighed, before looking at his coworkers. Most of them were still stuck in a state of confusion, and Flash hesitantly asked “I thought your mom was coming?”

“Oh yeah.” Dan said, before yelling over to Ellie “Where the hell is Mom?”

Ellie floated closer “He was right behind me, so-“

The portal, which had slipped the Justice League’s minds when faced with the chaos that is Ellie, sparked as Danny stepped out, before it flickered out of existence.

Immediately, the aura of Danny’s power settled over the room. Being the King of the Infinite Realms afforded someone a lot of power, and death magic always affected people more than other magics. Also, the crown, ring, and cape made him look very intimidating. Combine that with his imposing stature (inherited from Jack) and he was downright terrifying. It was a comforting thing to Dan, who was used to Danny’s powerful presence. To the Justice League, however, it felt like the Grim Reaper himself had just come for the souls.

Danny looked around, spotting Ellie floating up above the table.

“Ellie, I told you not to scare them! We want to make a good impression.” He said, Ellie immediately darting down to stand next to him.  

“Sorry Mom, I just wanted to say hi!” Ellie defended.

Danny sighed, ruffling her hair.

The Justice League looked so confused. Constantine looked like he was about to throw up.

“That’s… King Phantom.” Constantine said, shocked, before he scrambled to stand in front of the Justice League.

“We didn’t mean to offend, I swear-“ Constantine started, before Danny cut him off.

“Dude, it’s fine. I just came cause Dan asked.” Danny said with a chuckle, slightly uncomfortable. He had gotten better at the formalities that came with kingship, but he still wasn’t that comfortable when people begged for his mercy, understandably.

It seemed to hit everyone then. That this terrifying man, and king, was who Dan had been referring to when he said ‘Mom’.

While his coworkers processed his chaotic family, Dan floated over them to stand next to his mom.

Danny smiled, ruffling Dan’s hair. They were almost the same height now, so Danny didn’t even have to stretch to reach it.

“How have you been? I know we talk everyday, but it’s not the same as seeing you in person.” Danny said, a soft smile on his face.

“I’ve been fine, Mom. It’s nice, helping people.” Dan replied.

Danny beamed at him “I’m happy it’s working out!”

“Yeah, and you haven’t even tried to kill someone!” Ellie cut in, a smirk on her face.

Dan reached out automatically to swat at her, but she dodged.

The Justice League seemed to snap out of their shock.

They are started to talk at once, before Batman yelled “Quiet!” over top of the noise.

“I believe introductions are in order.” He said, before muttering under his breath “especially as they’re some sort of royalty.”

Dan hadn’t told them about his enhanced hearing, so Batman had no way of knowing that the three ghosts could hear him perfectly. Dan and Ellie shared a smirk at how done the man sounded with them.

Danny clapped his hands, startling some of Dan’s coworkers.

“Yes, you are correct! Danny Phantom, King of the Infinite Realms, at your service!” Danny said cheerily.

Ellie spoke next “Ellie Phantom, Princess of the Infinite Realms.”

They both looked expectantly at Dan, who sighed.

“Dan Phantom, Prince of the Infinite Realms.”

Technically, he was also sort of the king, but it had been a different Infinite Realms that he conquered, so this one had decided he was a prince. He was fine with it, honestly being King sounded annoying.

Predictably, that led to another outcry from his coworkers. Constantine looked like he was having a mental breakdown.

When they had settled down, Superman asked “You’re a prince?”

Flash chimed in “Also, your superhero name is just your last name?”

“You’re the prince of the Infinite Realms. The place the entities are from?” Wonder Woman added.

Dan rolled his eyes at the questions, before looking at Danny pleadingly. Danny sighed, but answered the questions for him.

“Yes, we are the royal family of the Infinite Realms. And the beings there are called ‘ghosts’, by the way. Also, Flash, it was a superhero name before it was a last name.”

If anything, that answer made Flash even more confused.

Ellie stuck out her tongue at Dan “If you just told them about us, you wouldn’t have to deal with all these questions!” she sang out.

Dan groaned “Can you stop it for two seconds?”

“Nope!”

“I swear to the Ancients, I’m gonna-“

“Settle down, you two.” Danny cut in, stopping the argument.

Dan and Ellie gave him matching pouts. They loved arguing with each other over nothing, it was fun.

Danny sighed, before turning back to the Justice League.

“So, Dan said that you’ve got a ghost problem?”

Batman stepped forward.

“Yes. Someone is summoning ‘ghosts’ into our world and causing havoc. Constantine doesn’t know who, but they need to be stopped.”

Danny closed his eyes for a moment.

“Okay, got it. Some asshole in Central City.”

Constantine startled “How do you know where he is? I couldn’t find him, even with my most powerful tracking spells!” He shouted, before a look of immediate regret came over his face. He probably just remembered that he was yelling at a death god, or close to one.

Danny dropped his smile, his eyes going blank. His presence seemed to double, a crushing sense of doom coming over the room. Constantine realized just how much he screwed up.

“The Realms is connected to all, especially those who are going to die shortly.” He said, flatly.

Dan chuckled slightly at Danny’s scary act, sharing an eyeroll with Ellie. Danny tried so hard to be intimidating, and it never really worked.

(Meanwhile, the entire Justice League is trying not to faint. Constantine really needs a drink.)

Superman shook it off first, asking “Going to die shortly? Are you going to kill him?” his voice pitched down at the end, trying to sound threatening.

Danny laughed, the crushing aura receding “No, of course not!”

Superman nodded, relieved.

“I’m just not gonna stop the others from doing it!” Danny continued.

Immediately, the mood of the room plummeted.

“What do you mean?” Batman asked.

Danny gave them a sharp smile, Ellie and Dan mirroring it on either side.

“He is enslaving my people, Batman. I’m sure they’ll want justice for that.”

Danny turned, opening another portal above the table.

“I’ll go deal with the asshole. Ellie, Dan, let’s go.” Danny said, smiling at them.

Ellie patted Dan on the head, before darting through the portal.

Dan looked out at the Justice League.

“I’ll be back in a bit, don’t wait up.” He said. He was definitely going to take advantage of his family coming to visit him, he wanted to hang out with them a bit. Maybe show them Gotham? He knew Danny and Ellie would get a kick out of it.

With that, Dan walked into the portal.

Danny surveyed the Justice League for a moment.

“Thank you for helping Dan. Don’t be too annoying to him over all this, okay?” His words were light, but his tone was anything but.

Batman nodded seriously.

Danny smiled, stepping through the portal to go keep his kids from getting into too much trouble.

(Constantine looked seriously at Batman “Don’t call me for the next week, I need to get drunk. To deal with all…that.”)

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Tag List! 

@seraphinedemort @ever-changing-weirdo-3100 @thewondersoflebanon @botwadtict @akikkobara @sailor-goddess @dontfightmecauseillcry 

#dc #dc x dp #my writing #fic #i hope y'all like this! #ellie phantom #danny phantom #dan phantom

[lonepantheress]

♡ txt as sassy boyfriends

pairing: ot5!txt x reader

genre: crack

warnings: completely unserious.

a/n: working on masterlist and intro post and all soon. REQUESTS ARE OPEN BTW!! <3 tysm for all ur love. now onto the apocalypse of diva boyfriends... i got carried away

Yeonjun

He’ll “K” you if you piss him off

Actually just a sassy texter in general, but the “K” is the cherry on top because it’s like an invitation to curse him out.

Also an avid user of the eye-roll emoji.

you: who was that girl u were talking to??

yj: girl 💀

Oh! Okay!

I actually feel like he would “girl.” you a lot.

LIKE - he could be sassy outside of texting but he seriously gives me the vibe of someone who will deliberately and strategically leave you on “read” and “delivered” for hours.

Strikes me as loving to gossip about your life. 

Is someone pissing you off at work? Omg spill, tell him every detail deep down in your brain that you wouldn’t even think of repeating in the mirror!

But ask him about his drama? Nosy. You’re nosy.

Don’t ask him? You don’t care.

Soobin

The facial expressions he pulls

He is so sweet 

But if you say something that he is just not comprehending he is pulling the meanest face ever.

The eye-rolls, the snarls, the furrowed eyebrows, the sass shines through in that face.

Also gives the silent treatment real bad.

Thinking of that video where Yeonjun is like, “Are you actually upset??” and Soobin is giving 1. The dirtiest look ever 2. The cold shoulder.

He might also unintentionally say something super sarcastic and then shock both of you in the process.

“I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHY I SAID THAT, DON’T LISTEN TO ME, DON’T TAKE ME SERIOUSLY, DON’T-”

He would give backhanded compliments because he thinks it’s helping to not hurt your feelings.

“Soobin, what do you think of my shoes?”

“Wow! They’re definitely unique! I wouldn’t have the confidence to wear-”

“Ok. I’m taking them off.”

Over-the-top reactions to very minuscule things. 

Like, gets a stain on his shirt and gasps like he just saw a dead body and you’re like “???????????? are u ok????”

Beomgyu

Invented being a sassy boyfriend. 

Everything the other ones do, he does, and then some.

But if I had to pick one thing that just screams Beomgyu it would be sucking his teeth when he’s annoyed.

He probably doesn't even realize he’s doing it so then when you call him out he’s like, “No, I literally didn’t.”

Also just says the most outrageous princess-behavior-ish things ever.

“Okay, I gtg get my beauty sleep in. Byeee!”

Like the pretty boys in movies, if you’re playfighting he’ll go, “Not my face!!!”

Drama queen. Always has to add a little flair no matter the situation.

if you're watching a sad movie together, he might start sobbing dramatically and saying things like, "this is too much for me to handle!" or "i can't take the heartbreak!" even if it's not that emotional of a scene.

Or asking you to play a game with him so he could deliberately beat you, and then getting all mad when you beat him, “I love you, a lot, so I was just letting you win..”

Taehyun

Sarcasm

Enough sarcasm and snarky comebacks to drive you crazy.

His smart mouth makes you want to smack him sometimes.

Also a dirty-look giver.

Picturing this exact scenario rn: You guys go out to eat, he gets something that looks good, and you ask, “Can I try it pleaassseeeee??”

Cue -_- “Are you serious.”

Don’t even try catching him off guard because he’ll come up with some sarcastic comeback in an instant.

I also think he would be mature when arguing but he could petty really quickly. Especially in a situation where you both know that you’re in the wrong.

“Ok, y/n, list one thing that justifies this situation.” Followed by silence for a solid minute. “Mmmhmm, right, nothing.”

Or if you say something wrong, he’ll just go, “No, that’s not right,” and then not fucking correct you and tell you why it isn’t right.

When you spill something or unintentionally make a mess, he’ll give you a round of applause before going to help you. (I do this tbh…)

Huening Kai

You learn early on that he has an attitude problem.

He also reads into things too much.

So if you give him a short answer, he thinks you’re giving him an attitude, and he fights fire with fire. 

Tries soooooo hard to act like he doesn’t gaf about anything

“Kai, what do you want to eat? I’m about to order.” 

“Ugh.. I don’t care….. like I guess some ramen or something would be good but like I don’t care…..”

“So, you want Ramen?”

“I mean I guess that sounds good, I don’t care but yeah it sounds good.”

Classic arms crossed hip popping mom pose. 

He's a master of the eye roll and will do it often, especially when he thinks someone is being ridiculous or when you're being too extra.

But god forbid you call him extra, he might actually have an aneurysm.

The type to send you videos on TikTok and be annoyed if you just heart them but don’t give him an actual reaction.

In his mind, he is literally the next Christian Dior, and he’ll spend time putting an outfit together and act like he doesn’t care when you give him a compliment. 

“Oh? This old thing? I just pulled out whatever from my closet, you know..”

But if you criticize him in anyway shape or form, he'll go off on a tangent about how he's a trendsetter and you just don't understand his vision.

#txt x reader #txt headcanons #txt fluff #txt imagines #txt scenarios #txt oneshots #txt drabbles #yeonjun headcanons #yeonjun scenarios #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun fluff #yeonjun #txt fanfic #soobin x reader #soobin fic #soobin scenarios #soobin imagines #soobin #soobin headcanons #beomgyu #beomgyu x reader #beomgyu scenarios #beomgyu headcanons #beomgyu fluff #huening kai x reader #huening kai #huening kai fluff #huening kai scenarios

[jeannos]

I'M CRINGE BUT I'M FREE.

every kid in this fandom MUST have their au phase where they make aus of this stupid skeleton, and I FINALLY got the courage to make one!!

I lied actually... I have like 6 sans/skeleton ocs... and 2 of them are self inserts... BUT ANYWAY this guy is the only one I posting publicly atm

btw this reference specifically is really old (I started drawing this in like- 2021/2022 I guess?? Idk honestly) but I never actually finished it till recently bc, yeah, I got super lazy... ironic isn’t it? I don't even draw Sanses like this anymore -_-

SUPER AMAZING AU INTRO ↓

THIS HANDSOME FELLA IS- IS- is...

...

he does not have a actual name yet...

I mean- I call him Dreamer!Sans but I'm not really sure if I'm gonna set with that yet, since I don't actually have a story/plot for him besides his purpose in the multiverse, but I do have some other ideas ;]

Dreamer!Sans is basically a protector of dreams, he protects mostly the realities of dreams (or the Dreamscapes, is what I like to call them) to make sure everyone from his au and multiverse have sweet and safe dreams.

Theres this things called Night Spawns or Nightlings who feeds from peoples nightmares and trauma while they are asleep. They oddly look like spiders... Dreamer is responsible for defeating these pests.

"But why?" you may ask.

Well... the Nightlings "power" to manifest bad dreams in your sleep can cause you depression, anxiety, paranoia, and much more, if they stay too long attached to someone, AND since they are really hungry they are trying to consume the dreamscapes of the person they are attached to. If they succeeds, one may never dream again (or woke up, in other words)

"What are Dreamscapes?"

Every time someone dreams, that person's consciousness is "transported" to this place, and each person has their own dreamscapes!! They are directly connected to people's consciousness and that is why they are so important.

SILLY BILLY SKELE INFO ↓

Hes mostly like classic Sans, very lazy, laid back/relaxed, and he enjoys puns a lot

but it's a little more extreme-

• He is always tired and cannot stay awake for more than 20 minutes without falling asleep again

• He aways looks tired/sleepy

• Sometimes he sleepwalks, he can do unbelievable things while he's asleep, from knitting and cooking to physically fighting or writing a quantum science research, all unconscious!

• For some reason sometimes he sleeps in super specific and random places, once he slept for two whole days inside Nightmare!Sans' castle and no one ever noticed... strange right? He wasn't even in a room, he slept in the kitchen storage the entire time lol

• He has been in and out of so many people's dreams that he probably knows EVERYONE, he has an incredible memory too!

• Sometimes he can't tell if he's really awake or if he's still dreaming, so he doesn't usually take things around him seriously. Which can make other people upset or annoyed that they're not being taken seriously.

• He learned to never try to find meanings in dreams that don't make the LEAST sense, and since he cannot distinguish which reality he is in because he is almost always dreaming- he will always accept anything absurd you propose to him.

You wanna make a birthday party for a giant unicorn baby? sure sounds fun.

You think Shrek is upset and needs help? yeah lets cheer him up.

Several alternate versions of him are fighting for some bizarre reason he doesn't understand?? yeah ok he can help, he don't mind.

• He snores when he's having a really deep sleep, he won't believe it if you tell him that tho

THE END!?

Well thats it! These are my ideas and thoughts about this Sans I created, I might and probably will add more things about him and his story later in other posts, can't wait to finally see his au takes more shape hehe~

also I will make another post about his magic skills and possible weapon along with more illustrations of him, so keep a eye out for more~~

heres a old doodle I made of him before finishing his ref, bye bye!! :3

ignore my old signature pls T-T

#undertale #undertale fandom #undertale au #undertale aus #sans au #sans undertale #oc art #original character #I actually don't know if this counts as a oc lol #unfinished stuff #digital art #dreamertale #dreamer sans #utmv #utmv au

[pashminalamb]

I am. I just. I cannot. BREAKING MIRRORS???? ADHKHHIJJDJHDHRHHHRHEH. Comfort? I feel like it’s been so long since I’ve read comfort on your blog 💀💀. Not that it’s a bad thing, the angst is exquisite, but like hurt/comfort is one of my favorite tropes. This was also exactly what I needed. I’ve been feeling really down abt my body lately how it’s too big and not proportioned right and how my face looks gross. Stuff like that you know? I was not expecting to be hit with this kind of comfort. It’s exactly what I needed so thank you so much for writing it.

Shirtless fictional characters are always a great motivation 😌. Oh speaking of which i might just hop on Pinterest and start looking for Izana fanart 👀👀. I WILL NEVER BE ANNOYED IF YOU START POSTING TR CONTENT ON YOUR BLOG WHETHER THEY BE FICS OR MANGA PANELS ILL TAKE THEM ALL. *ahem* Also. I went into the episode expecting to fall harder for Nagi. But no. I fell for Reo as soon as I saw him. THE HECK WHAT IS THIS SORCERY I DONT KNOW A SINGLE THING ABT HIM AND IM IN LOVE HES JUST AADGJKHFHHFRR YES. When you say you’re excited abt posting your angst wips my guard goes up immediately it’s not even funny anymore like pls I wanna say spare me but I also need more at the same time 😭💀. I read your post and I’m so excited for more Bachira and Chigiri content!!!! Bachira being my favorite character and all. And also Chigiri during the last episode shot an arrow into my heart. Even tho I had some reservations abt him before watching the episode its all good now. I have another pretty boy to love 🥰.

DUDE I NEED TO TALK ABT THE FIC CAUSE IM JUST ASTONISHED. Like Nagis was so so so sweet if made me go awww so many times. And Oliver made me giggle a lot it’s adorable. And Rins? Phew sir no need to mess with me like that 😮‍💨. I also really liked how you described all the negative thoughts of the reader. A lot of them are what I think abt myself when I’m not feeling the best so it was really relatable reading it. Thank you again I don’t think you know how much reading that meant to me it’s exactly what I needed seriously.

How are you btw? How’s uni? Also I’ve been meaning to ask but what’re some of your favorite things? Like in general? Shows and mangas and books and snacks etc? I always get on here ranting abt stuff but I wanna let you know that I wanna get to know you too. It’s a two way straight you know? Only if you’re comfortable sharing ofc. I hope you’re taking care of yourself and that you have a good day!! *sends virtual hugs*

- ✨ anon

Starry! ♡⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ I hope yk i changed the screensaver of my phone to tr - I blame you for that (lovingly ♡)

This is gonna be a long ask ;

So i had this idea for a while and since I have a hub of angst works on my blog, I wanted to try a hand at comfort but with an angst to fluff (yeah i love that troupe as well) the reason I made this piece is cause of both, to indulge myself in writing comfort as well as to comfort people who are reading it and another element was capturing the realism of it... like. Usually when I read body positivity fics... the details of it are very vague. I wanted to put in something that was more descriptive, reasons why you hate that part of yourself- tiny details that do matter; and I ended up creating this. I was hesitant in posting this at first but then I reminded myself that it was for me and for a person on the other side of the screen who could be comforted by it when they couldn't really talk about these to someone or just in general.

And I'm glad it worked ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ And I hope you feel better now

I plan on making more editions and going further, it might include more sensitive topics as well-

Istg. When i saw kunigami without a shirt *saves image*, and Rin *saves image*, Nagi *saves image* but I really wanna see Oliver

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Oh god Izana fanart. I did find one on twitter and istg the amount I- reason for my laughter. (contemplating if i should make this my screensaver or not)

I have a tr content supporter!! I had an idea in mind for the tr boys in mind- and since i got hyped for it. I'm gonna start working on that once i read the manga cause i wanna make sure this fits in the character analysis as well. Rindou came to mind for some reason

Chigiri is pretty! I can't stress enough on how he looks good and I even figured the footballer he is based on- Reo is officially Nagi's caretaker; so mature.

Oml i'm making a reputation for myself with the angst i write... but there's the thing; for every angsty piece i write, i always make sure to put a sequel that is equally satisfying and comforting (in a weird way and not in the complete lovey dovey way) it takes time to make those because if I rush it, it doesn't end well with me being angry about the low quality I wrote and the readers being unsatisfied as well... but yeah I know what I wanna write for Bachira and Kaiser (yes. Kaiser is arriving on his royally spoilt ass on this blog)

Going back to the fic, so on how I write nagi I use a lot of the "..." cause I imagine him to be a timed pause speaker; as for Oliver. He is playful and yeah that made me giggle too. (its the 'cold cup of water' isn't it?) as for Rin go to horny jail *bonk* i couldn't imagine him to be the type to talk these kinds of problems out cause he is rude. and he knows it so he dommed his way through it (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ) and i am not sorry.

So i know that my bio says 'part time model' but truth is; most of the content is based on my experience. like i mentioned before, the details of body positivity fics are very vague. But what I wanted to do was get down and dirty with it, expose everything and not keep it under wraps because it continues to be hidden yk? people can't openly talk about it when these kind of minor things do exist and they can cause a person's confidence to tarnish and maybe have other people think less of them. And I hoped that this would make someone's morning read when they're getting ready for college, uni, work etc. when they aren't feeling their best and need that kind of confidence... even if it is just from reading my works. and always, you're welcome !! it means a lot to me when my writing helps someone even in the smallest ways ♡꒰ᵕ༚ᵕ⑅꒱

i'm doing pretty well, working on some research papers and stuff, working out as well just having a slow and easy week and keeping everything in balance yk? Roomies are helping me with the weights at the gym- said i was a pussy if i didn't get another lift in. istg i'm gonna smack their ass with a wet towel this week

As for uni, new story. Another classmate of mine, lets call him victor, tall as a tree just walks up to me during recess the other day and goes 'that is one ugly shirt.' he looks like he hasn't even showered for a month and turned up to class wearing pajamas. fucking. pajamas. ugh. (I did tell him that if that's the way he flirts, I'm surprised his ex didn't break up with him sooner- i am not sorry. )

Some of my favorite things... hm. That's a tough one.

I like rainy days, dogs (i want a cerberus so badly- ⸝⸝⸝╸▵╺⸝⸝⸝; i'm good with cats but some of them like to scratch me for some reason?- childhood memory unlocked), pink shirts - i have a lot of them and my roomie steals them, warm blankets, swimming, basketball (i play), red roses, oceans, perfumes, plushies, bears and whales, music, working out, sketching, traveling, reading and just... talking to people.

Shows : I was watching skam (not the french one- the Norwegian one), normal people, extraordinary attorney woo young woo, dark (that. show.), sense8 is on my watchlist- i did watch a bit of it but never got to complete it, the tail of the nine tailed- i wanna finish it but it was stretched out and i didn't want to watch after a bit (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)

My roomies are into k drama and they think anime is 'cartoon.' - when they see the budget used int he eps tho (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)

Anime : there is a lot since I've been watching anime since i was 5, Zatchbell/ gashbell was my first and i watch it sometimes, sailormoon, bleach (never got completed), Jojo's bizarre adventure (watched it all the way to stone ocean- god. the joestar fam is so blessed, Lisalisa (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ) , Tokyo rev (i was watching it with my mom and she got mad when I watched an ep without her), death note (my dad got invested with it and then dropped it- let me see if i can get him to watch bllk this christmas cause he is a football maniac), kaichou wa maid sama (my fav misaki is my idol), blue exorcist, hanayori no dango (this was used to make boys over flowers), kuroko no basuke, Kamisama Hajimemashita (my mom loves it -), Tomie, another, naruto, yamishibai, AOT ( my siblings just have debates about the whole conspiracy on the table and this time,,, I know its gonna be about tr) - there are a lot more animes so i might have to make a separate post abt that

Snacks : Since I'm part asian... ik you guys are (probably) gonna figure out a bit of my ethnicity cause of it Guava with chilli powder and salt. It tastes amazing and its healthy too; pears, apples. Pocky, pringles, coke (yeah i have an unhealthy side too) and meiji's yan yan a lot of chocolate.

Manga/ books : Blue lock (caught up with it), slam dunk, tomie, chainsawman, tokyo rev - i think i have some panels saved, black butler, bleach, your lie in april, skip beat, nana, don't bully me nagatoro - yeah i've read one too many manga (even that hentai one that released earlier this year) and I bought one- confidential confessions

Books : my fav is probably anne of green gables - read it when i was younger but it is still fresh in my memory, reading Sigmund Freud (interpretation of dreams...), memoirs of a geisha (a gift from my aunt), verity (something that kinda but doesn't haunt me), sherlock holmes and the hounds of the baskerville was my first novel, it was kinda a picture book.

It's a mess ik. but i mostly read non fic works as i grew older. And yeah it goes both ways! idm sharing !! ꒰ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ꒱

Tell me about you! Only if you want to tho!

*sending back big hugs*

Presenting Bachira in a b day suit \(//∇//)\

#Belle.☏ #.lost sheep : ✨ anon

[leffee]

What’s your take on Russell? Ships for him any head cannons? you’re amazing btw.. Hi 👋

Hello, lovely, lovely anon, you are a superstar 👋. You're the amazing one here, giving me a free pass to talk about Russell like that. Stars, I want to give him a sloppy, platonic kiss on the mouth.

Anyway, let's start with ships, shall we? As I said before, I like all seven pets with basically anyone amongst themselves, but I mainly like him with Vinnie (of course I do), just two short kings, what a thought! Penny Ling - yeah, just, Penny is so shippable with anyone and those two have a lot of cute interactions and their personalities are so good together. Look, I have watched "Russell's up some fun" today, and those two are just... ah! Also with Minka. Oh, my stars. A big reason for it are for sure those two fics on Wattpad I mentioned in the last post, but besides that they have cute interactions as well. Have you seen them in "Go figure!"?? How Russell did his best to help Minka get Master Hop to train her? And then??? When they both were training he supported her so much and was so proud??? Honestly, I kinda forgot about it until recently, and this is just adorable. Also Russell x Sunil?? I don't actually have much to say here, but still, I really like it. I feel like I'm forgetting something hmmm, but those are the mains one I like.

Now headcanons, a lot for human au, but do with them as you will, you probably know the deal by now, so:

if anyone asked, yes, Russell is basically a leader of their group, but he himself is rather humble about it, saying that it's weird to have a leader in what is just a friends group

he has the best grades amongst our 7 cuties, but, he's not all that good at learning languages. He's not bad either, but they just don't come to him as naturally as math or physics

he has a pretty big backyard and a pool! Hence most of the time, especially during summer, others hang out in his house a lot. They don't even ask or announce it sometimes, they just come. It's worse when someone comes and he's not there lol

his mother is very much dead and he barely remembers her :(

others sometimes call him "dad", sometimes jokingly (cough cough Pepper), sometimes not

speaking of Pepper, he really admires her sometimes when she takes charge and acts very responsibly which does happen every now and then (seriously, she really gets that "Russell level of responsibility" every now and then in the show and I think we should talk more about this)

while perhaps not the no. 1 most protective person/pet in the group, sometimes, he has those days when he will methaporically murder anyone who dares offend one or more of his friends, especially if they offend the whole group. He would say something like "You know what? They're not perfect, they have a lot of flaws and can annoy me to no end sometimes, but they are my friends, this is my friend group and you have no right to say those things about them. I saw them in their worst moments but also their best, and belive me, they are the best friends I could ask for." He is just really thankful for them :)

he and Zoe have this really close, modeling relationship. While at first Zoe was sceptical about Russell being a model she ultimately not only got used to it, but also did her absolute best to guide him and help him as much as possible and Russell has never felt so much admiration to her than then

his inner Fun Russell comes out at the beggining of weekends but he also has to feel like he did everything he planned for himself for school or not, so basically when he can't think of any responsibilities he has to do during the weekend. It doesn't happen often, but it happens

he has "files" for all his friends where he has informations about their birthdays, favourite foods, any triggers, etc. Look, there's six of his closest friends and many more of others, his memory is not bad, but that's a lot of people/pets to keep track of

In short, I love him, and he's a comedy gold sometimes

#asks #lps 2012 #russell ferguson #:)

[ollyou]

It's seriously so annoying to see you constantly stir up drama, please stay on twitter. You send your followers after people and even if I block you the entirety of PMTOK rides your dick over everything you say and it's on my fucking feed anyways. Being in a server with you was seriously hell. Not saying who I am, so you get to guess. Get a fucking job. (Still in your server BTW, but I'll leave soon <3)

(Not a genuine response; talking about a silly dream I had under the cut)

I had a dream about us last night where you were this cool artist I admired the art of (who doesn’t exist outside the dream world) who was following me and we DMed each other on Discord all nicely sometimes, but over time you grew increasingly hostile and mean towards me and my art skills until some day after sending this ask, you just DMed me confirming it was you, and blocked me. But for some reason, you were able to keep sending me DMs and I just wasn’t able to respond, and you just kept DMing me ranting about me and how you hate me over and over again every time I thought you were done, but I eventually realized I could just react to your messages with letter emojis, and after a long time of not knowing what to write, spelled out “dummy” (but like, with a weird N emoji for the second M). You then proceeded to explode at me, in shock I would be so “rude” to you, but then I realized I was somehow able to just type full sentences using letter emojis on Discord. I kept writing responses and you read them, although I took a very long time pressing each button, making several spelling errors, but I talked about how I still think your art is cool, but what’s not cool is how randomly rude you started getting to me. I said I liked your Olivia design, which you apparently had, and posted it somewhere you could see (I kinda forgot the details about this one). You saw the drawing, and went silent before you unblocked me without telling me, and sent a transparent edit of the Olivia drawing I made. You said you liked it, and thanked me, and a minute later, it was your profile picture. I was REALLY surprised and confused about your sudden change of heart, but we kept talking for a bit, and somehow got back on good terms. You said you actually don’t mind me now, and want to be friends, so we became friends! We shared PMTOK art with one another and even eventually hung out irl, somehow (everyone I know in my dreams is capable of meeting me irl easily, for some reason). I wound up telling Sega about this, and we were just relieved we had someone who we could respect. I think you might’ve even drawn ME fanart, but I don’t remember!

The end 😇

(OH YEAH ALSO it’s probably worth it to mention i dont send my followers after people nor do i frequently get into drama unless it’s asking someone to take a post involving me or sega down ((MOSTLY TO ART THIEVES)) idk what sort of stuff this anon has been looking for but no one’s left my INACTIVE server i havent checked since January 26, 2023 and im pretty sure this is a troll)

(Oh also also @ anon: if you’re not trolling and want me to give you a legitimate response then just like… DM me dude i dont bite I’d be more than happy to help with whatever problems my existence is causing you /hj? gen? idk LOL just dm me you’ll be fine)

#rambling #negative #only tagging negative bc of the original ask’s content #but i rather enjoyed my dream #sorry for anyone who had this put on their following list posts or whatever LMAO #I didnt want to respond but i thought this was funny

[lolexjpg]

dts s3 e7-8

e7: -HI LAWRENCE BARRETTO -romain's new indy team need to lean into the taylor swift thing i need to know what his favorite era is. its important -i think. it would be so fun. if fred hired gunther as an advisor. backmarker clownshow to frontrunner clownshow would be such a beautiful upgrade for both of them~ -i always forget about antonio sorry. he is simply a bip in time to me -drivers asking if there teammates are ok after crashes always makes me BONKERS but i do think kevin & romain are so so so interesting and rly underrated as a ship. i heard that before kevin got his seat back he was asking romain how to get into indycar and i think id like that parallel universe where they're still racing together :') -every time gunther calls gene i think of that post that was like. 'i like to imagine that gene is gunther's imaginary friend so when he goes i need to go call gene its just to go in a room alone and talk to himself.' might as well be from how poorly gene runs his business lmao -as much as i don't like gunther i do think a lot of his career was just. having nothing but shitty options and trying to pick the least shitty over and over and over. i wouldn't want his job in a million years. it really feels like while they say "oh we want to try something no one's tried before with two rookies!" it very much seems that if they didnt take mick and nikita, they'd be bankrupt. thats at least the narrative dts is spinning i'm curious to know if there was more context at the time. but can't blame him for his choices at all!! (can blame him for treating his drivers like shit tho!!!! that we CAN do) -fred would've treated mick fucking right btw

e8: -it feels sorta goofy how they drop the carlos ferrari news. i suppose just like w/ daniel since it happened before all the races start there's not much to say in buildup but i do find it jarring -spa in the rain is simply too dangerous its gonna kill someone sooner or later -i always think team orders are so so so silly like i GET it but also bro overtake him if ur that much faster bro. prove it. (i GET it tho i promise) -carlos being annoyed about preference seems silly when it is a predictable and understandable consequence of switching teams -i WILL say (lewis news came out the morning i started watching this lol) it does make me wonder how that'll affect george v lewis this year in merc....but that is unrelated to the episode soz -will buxton marriage counseling aldjfalksdjfalksdjfklsdj -i will say its not JUST dts that plays up driver rivalries--a lot of drivers are very much able to not let what happens on track seriously affect relationships w/ other drivers -that being said some drivers are just COWORKERS and i need that all to be seen as acceptable. ppl shouldnt have to pretend to be friends -ppl make fun of will buxton saying "the gloves are off between these two" but i dont think its wrong to recognize that a rookie/veteran relationship will inevitably shift in the second/ongoing years, and i wouldn't be surprised if we start to see more friction with lando and oscar in the coming years -i MISS mclaren rainbow halo stripe bring her back -it is funny watching carlos lament mclaren bad pit strategy & car failure knowing whats to come (ferrari bad pit strategy & car failure) -GOING TO FERRARI IS SOMETHING THATS IMPOSSIBLE TO REGRET i dont even like carlos but man i wanna cry for him BRO

#finishing s2 tomorrow hopefully MWAH #dtsrewatch #she speaks

[luvring]

can i ask for some headcanons with ushijima and his s/o who is also oikawa little sister/brother (the age difference is not big btw, just two years or three)? i don't know why but i think it would be really funny if oikawa's sibling was in love with ushijima and the two of them got together with oikawa's disapproval. of course in the end he would see that ushijima really cares about his little sibling so he would accept it but it would be hilarious and he would be constantly in “protective big brother” mood XD

— oikawa with a sibling who's dating ushijima

warnings: pinch of angst somewhere in here

note from nia: giggles. yes u Can ask. this poor man is not safe in his own home this was so fun thank u anon (i didn't write it as toshi x reader but i can edit it if you'd like me to!! Also if you wanted less oikawa & more ushijima centered hcs i can also do that bhsjhsb)

honestly? power move. power couple.

like even without oikawa in the mix,, ushijima and his s/o having to deal with "is that oikawa's sibling? are they seriously dating?"

entirely separate ushijima comfort. he'd stand up for them with his life and nobody's about to fight Ushijima Wakatoshi

them wearing his jacket as long as possible before giving it back so oikawa doesn't notice...them visiting toshi at practice and being friendly with the team despite their brother :(broken_)heart:

but as oikawa's sibling, they've seen him coming home late from practice and heard him ranting about shiratorizawa multiple times

which is why he genuinely thinks they're joking when he first finds out (they probably like, accidentally posted them on a date on their public story rather than private or something) because "how could you date one of my well-known worst enemies?!"

the next time oikawa sees ushijima it's on sight.

"so you're dating my sibling. my sibling. why? what are you going to do with them? do you even remember how you met or when you started liking them? huh? so help me if you decide to hurt them i will end you,"

toshi is just standing there like. "why would i hurt the person i'm dating? i love them?"

the face on oikawa's face. the sheer distraught. gags a little

the same thing happens anytime ushijima happens to come over. any form of pda and oikawa is dramatically yelling/gagging, "not in my house you don't"

he's so annoying i'm crying he photobombs them, won't share his food, pulls his sibling away when he thinks they're too close, sticks his tongue out at them, will literally respond to his sibling's story of the both of them with an angry emoji, pulls the "you have to since you decided to date ushijima" as something over their head—the entire gig

objectively the funniest thing he did was when he made his own meme with a crossed out photo of ushijima that said "if my sibling don't got me, i know i got me. can i get an amen?" and sent it to them

"tooru please" "[amen!] yeah exactly thank you you get it"

iwaizumi is somewhere taking advil from the sheer headache hearing his friend talk has given him. "can you believe it? they're dating Ushijima. iwa i think they're out to kill me. i think i'm dying. he was in my house on the weekend. USHIJIMA? IN MY HOUSE?"

someone help him (iwaizumi)

tooru probably ends up accepting it when he had to go pick them up from a date

he was fully prepared to be loud while dragging his sibling along (again)

but then he gets there and ends up seeing them laughing and they just look so,, happy. both of them

he overhears his sibling ask "do you think he's ever gonna be okay with us? i mean, i know he's upset and all and it's the whole protective brother thing but i just— i still want him to support me and go back to how we were, y'know? he's my brother."

his heart hurts a little (lot)

he walks up with his hands in his pockets and only a slight pout/pointed stare at ushijima. they both know something's different when he's silent as he waits for his sibling to pack their things rather than hounding them

his sibling really knows when he asks "so, did you have fun?" like excuse me?? that's it??

seeing them knowingly grin and nod, all tooru can really do is sigh and smile a little. younger siblings, he guesses

eventually one day he gets home and he's tired and god iwa was so mean to him and he whines, "hey you can't tell me what they did at practice when you visited your boyfriend, can you?" knowing full-well they wouldn't say anything

"so you're picking that ugly guy over me? your best friend and big brother who loves and cares about you? who helped you ride a bike and picks you up and buys you food and—"

really his protectiveness has toned down but his jokes haven't. but they're different and that's how you knows he's fine.

less "stop hugging get away from each other you're going to make me sick" and more "take it to your room oh my god" (alternatively if that isn't super clear: less Stop Dating At All, more general annoying but accepting sibling)

he still doesn't like ushijima but his sibling's happiness is more important at the end of the day

the next time tooru catches ushijima alone he gets all serious, "you really like them, don't you?"

when ushijima (per usual) is direct and says, "yes, like i told you before. are you okay with it now?" oikawa feels like he's going to burst a nerve why can't you be more annoying about this

"yeah yeah yeah whatever. but i swear to god if they ever come home in tears because of you—" and he's back.

looks straight into his sibling's eyes and says "at least it isn't tobio. i would have disowned you, you know?" smh he's so annoying /j

#🛒nia.reqs #haikyuu headcanons #oikawa headcanons #oikawa tooru #ushijima wakatoshi #haikyuu crack #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu scenarios #oikawa fluff #oikawa #ushijima headcanons #missing oikawa hours #where is he!!

[cyncerity]

Mmmmm.,, thinking about how if Tubbo nommed Tommy and Tommy grew just enough in his stomach to make a little bump.,,

Ok when I asked for sizeshifter Tommy getting nommed prompts, you got the message. You understood the assignment completely, you genius anon. Funnier yet, I had the same thought about Tommy shifting while in someone earlier, so you’re pyscic and also very much pandering to what i like to write and it’s working very well.

tw: vore, cursing

Btw, I took my shitpost idea from this post and made it a full story

“Tubbo, no.” Tommy deadpanned at Tubbo, who looked back at him with puppy eyes. “Tubbo yes!! You actually studied for this and I didn’t and if I flunk another test my dads gonna kill me!” the shorter teen whined. Tommy pinched the bridge of his nose and let out an exasperated sigh. “Well then maybe you should’ve studied! I’m not gonna help you cheat this, I don’t even know how i would do that!”

Tubbo pouted and gave him a death glare that he ultimately couldn’t hold as long as Tommy could, so he sighed in defeat and started to get ready for school.

*****

School went pretty well for Tommy. He’d been pestered about the test a few more times by Tubbo, but he ignored most of the advances. He was just walking from the class he’d taken the test in to his next class when he got a text from his best friend: ‘meet me in the storage closet by the caf.’ Huh. Odd. Nevertheless, Tommy shrugged and headed that way. Not like he had much else to do at the moment.

He soon stepped into the storage closet, the heavy door closing behind him and shutting him in almost complete darkness as he fumbled around looking for a light switch. He could hear things clattering around him, but every time he reached in the direction of the noise, more noise seemed to come from another direction. What was going on? “Tubbo?” Tommy whispered. “You in here, big man?” Tommy said, a bit louder. No response, except the noises. Tommy could feel himself start to shrink in a bit as his movements became more sporadic looking for the light. “Seriously man, this isn’t funny!!” Suddenly, a loud clap sounded from behind him, scaring him and accelerating the shrinking he had already subconsciously been doing as he shrieked, now a measly 3 inches tall.

Suddenly he felt himself be lifted off the ground as the lights finally came on. As soon as his eyes adjusted to the light, he looked up to see Tubbo holding him by his shirt collar, the heavy, large textbook that Tubbo had violently shut to make the clap noise now laying closed on the floor, looking smug with himself. Tommy glared daggers at him. “That was a low blow, Tubso.” “Of don’t be over dramatic,” the bigger teen smirked, “I’m just getting the help I need.” And with that, Tommy was tossed up into the air and quickly caught in Tubbo’s mouth. “Just what the hell do you think you’re doing!!” Tommy shouted as Tubbo’s tongue lapped at his face. He was unceremoniously pushed into the side of Tubbo’s cheek as he tried to respond. “You just took the test, I’m going in to take the test now, so you can at least help me get some answers.” “You little-“ Tommy tried to finish before he was cut off by a loud swallow.

Tommy felt his legs get pulled down into the tight muscles of the throat. He tried to punch at Tubbo’s tongue to get his friend to spit him out but he only heard Tubbo chuckle as the muscles pulled him down to his shoulders and eventually sucked him in completely. Tubbo left the storage closet once he couldn’t feel Tommy in his mouth anymore and made his way to class. Tommy landed in his stomach with a dull thud as he heard the storage room door close and felt Tubbo start walking. Great. Didn’t this asshole know he had school, too?

Tommy pouted and laid back one of the wet spongy walls and slid down, begrudgingly accepting defeat. Eventually he felt Tubbo sit down, and he heard the lecturer start to speak, before silence once again. Tubbo poked his stomach. Tommy kicked at the wall where he had been poked. “You can’t just eat me and expect me to help you. Prick.” Another poke from the outside. Tommy kicked again.

There was an annoyed scoff from outside and soon the small space Tommy was sitting in practically folded in on itself as Tubbo moved to sit with his knees pressed against his torso. “Oh, fuck off, you dickhead!” Tommy shouted. “I’ll give you the fuckin answers, Jesus, just let up!!” Tommy could practically hear Tubbos smug grin as he put his knees back down and sat normally. Tommy sat fuming, giving Tubbo the answers to the test, waiting for the signal tap that signified his giant friend was ready for the next answer. So as Tommy sat and mindlessly rattled off information, he thought about what he could do to get a little revenge for the impromptu nom session. It was hard to think of something good enough. He needed something that was funny, but inconvenient, and that he could do from the stomach he was stuck in. Something that would piss Tubbo off in a playful way, and nothing that would cause him pain, maybe a bit of discomfort…wait. That’s it, that would work, all he had to do was time it right. The logical and mature side of Tommy’s brain said it was a bad idea: he’d never tried shifting while in a person before. Well, that part of his brain could fuck off for all Tommy cared. He’d never listened to it anyways. ‘Oh, this is gonna be so funny…’

****

A half an hour later, Tubbo finished the test. He was pretty proud of his successful plan to get Tommy to help him cheat, and he couldn’t see himself getting caught. There was no physical evidence of it, and he knew that as annoyed as he knew Tommy was, his best friend wouldn’t rat him out. He even made sure to fill in some answers wrong, it was foolproof! Tubbo leaned back, feeling the minuscule weight inside him, and if he focused hard enough, could even feel Tommy breath. He’d never get tired of how weird that felt, no matter how many times he ate Tommy. It gave him a sort of peace. He felt kind of bad for practically forcing Tommy into sitting in his gut, but it was his fault in the first place! If Tommy hadn’t refused to help him, Tubbo wouldn’t have had to resort to this! And he knew that Tommy would try to reign hell on him for this, but for the moment, he put that thought aside. There wasn’t much revenge Tommy could do from his stomach.

Tubbo soon heard the bell ring. And as soon as he went to stand up, he felt something inside him move. No, not move, grow. Double, triple the size Tommy was when he was swallowed, bigger than anything he’d ever even try to get down his throat, and all within the span of a second. The sudden shock of the change mixed with the uneven and unfamiliar added weight in Tubbos body made him fall backwards with a yelp, landing on his ass and knocking over a chair in the process. He heard some kids laugh at him on their way out the door, and saw other just stare. He could feel his face get hotter from the embarrassment. He not only heard, but felt Tommy laugh at him, the shifters now louder voice making the stomach walls around him vibrate slightly. And, oh god, that was a weird feeling.

Tubbo clutched his gut for dear life as he tried to stand. He grabbed a nearby desk and pulled himself up, doing his best to steady himself. And as soon as he finally managed to get used to the weight, more was added. He felt his stomach stretch around Tommy, more weight being added, making him stumble a bit more before he elbowed himself in the stomach, pulled his hood over his head, and tried to walk as quickly as possible to anywhere private, ignoring Tommy’s laughing fit.

Ten minutes later, Tubbo found a private, hidden area under a set of outdoor steps near his school. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and put it up to his ear just to be sure that if anyone saw him, they wouldn’t think he was a crazy person talking to himself. “Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?!” Tubbo yelled, making Tommy laugh more. “Oh, you have no idea how much I would’ve paid to see the look on your face!” Tommy wheezed. “What did you do?” Tommy’s laughter died down as he tried to answer the question. “Well, I think that’s pretty obvious big man. I shifted.” “In me?!” “Well, yeah. Consider this payback for scaring me shitless and swallowing me without permission.”

Tubbo face palmed with his free hand and started to pace, feeling Tommy’s much larger form sway in his stomach and stretch it with every turn he made as he walked. “Ok, ok, fine I guess I deserved that. Just, why’d you have to do it in class? People were looking at me like I was an idiot. And how big are you even right now?” “Cause you are stupid,” Tommy answered part of the first question, but pondered the other. “I’d say a foot tall? Maybe a foot and a half?”

“A foot?!” “Yeah, that’s what I said. Listen, maybe.” “Alright, alright, ok, you’ve had your fun, now shrink so I can get you out of there and we can both go about our days.” Tubbo sighed. “No can do, big man.” Tommy replied simply, as if Tubbo were to have expected that answer. He didn’t. “Why the hell not?!” Tubbo yelled again, sitting on a step, to frustrated to keep pacing. “You put me in here in the first place. I’m now your responsibility, and you did this to yourself.” Tubbo felt a somewhat uncomfortable pressure on the front of his stomach and pulled up his shirt, partially horrified and partially amazed to see the front of his belly pushing forwards, slight imprints from under his skin. Tommy’s hands. Before Tubbo could even get a word out, Tommy finished: “Remember, I’m not stuck in here with you. You’re stuck out there with me.” The pressure released, and Tubbos abdomen went back to normal. Well, as normal as it could be. It still looked somewhat bloated for obvious reasons, the outline of Tommy practically indistinguishable from any other stuffed gut to everyone but Tubbo, but it wasn’t anything his hoodie couldn’t hide. Tubbo made it a point to stand up from the step quickly to try and jostle Tommy, but only succeeded in making himself feel a quick pit in his stomach, making him instinctually hunch over as it stretched downwards to accommodate Tommy’s weight. “Whatever. I’m done talking to you.” Tubbo replied sternly before walking off to his next class, which he was now horribly late for. “Sounds good, but I’m not quite done talking to you yet.” So the next 10 minutes was spent with Tubbo walking to class and Tommy rambling about increasingly bizarre topics in an attempt to irritate Tubbo, and with Tubbo unable to respond without being heard since he’d put his phone in his backpack like an idiot and now couldn’t reach it.

***

He walked into his next class 20 minutes late, and as quickly as possible made his way to his empty chair next to Ranboo, who started giving him weird looks a few minutes after he sat down. Tubbo gave him a weird look, and Ranboo looked back utterly confused and somewhat distraught looking. Tubbo shrugged and went back to his work, trying to pick up what the teacher was saying and drown out Tommy’s nonsense. Ranboo didn’t stop giving him weird glances though, and he seemed to be getting more and more anxious. Tubbo was about to ask him what was wrong when surprisingly Ranboo stood up and addressed the teacher. “Excuse me, I have a really bad headache. Like, it’s hard to concentrate and I’m seeing spots and it’s all around just really awful, can I go to the nurse, please?” He was given permission and was told to take someone with him, roughly grabbing Tubbo by the arm and practically dragging him out of the classroom as fast as possible.

At this point, Tubbo was worried. Ranboo was an introverted guy, there’s no way he’d draw that much attention to himself in class unless it was an emergency. He got even more worried when Ranboo dragged him past the nurses office and into a storage closet not dissimilar to the one Tubbo and Tommy had been in earlier. “Boo, are you alri-“ “Out of curiosity, where’s Tommy?” Ranboo interrupted. Tubbo froze. “Ummm…I don’t know, why do you ask?” He replied, trying not to sound as guilty as he was as Tommy, who had been silent since Ranboo had dragged Tubbo out of the classroom, mumbled to himself. Something about Tubbo being an asshole. “Oh, maybe because once you came in late and sat down I started hearing Tommy. Quiet, muffled, even, but I know his voice. That, and literally no one besides Tommy can talk about absolutely nothing for so long.” Tubbo heard Tommy let out an offended scoff and a “fuck you” at Ranboo, who apparently also heard it. “See, there it is again! You can hear him to, I know it. So where is he? I thought he was in your backpack, but you didn’t bring it with you to the ‘nurses office,’” Ranboo said, putting in air quotes, “so I don’t know where else I’d be able to hear him from.” Tubbo was left speechless again. Luckily for him, or actually rather unlucky, depending on how you look at it, Tommy was incapable of being left speechless. “In here, Ranboob!!” Tommy shouted, punching the front of the stomach walls, making Tubbo let out a hiss of pain as he punched himself in the stomach. Ranboo just stared blankly. “He’s…he’s in there?” Ranboo asked, pointing at Tubbo’s midsection. Tubbo sighed and nodded. Thank god he had to explain this to Ranboo and not some rando who didn’t know that he and Tommy did this regularly. “I thought that no one besides you could hear him when you ate him? I’ve never heard him from in there before.” “Probably because I’ve never been this big in a person before.” Tommy shouted in reply. “He’s a fucking foot tall, Ranboo. He’s making me miserable.” Tubbo deadpanned. “Just returning the favor!” Tommy shouted. “Ok, ok, wait, what happened, I’m so confused.” Ranboo questioned.

Tommy and Tubbo filled Ranboo in on what went down, who had his face in his hands by the end of the explanation, his thoughts clear to Tommy and Tubbo: ‘why do I have such idiot friends?’ “…ok,” Ranboo finally spoke out, “If anyone asks, I have a fever and you two, er, well, Tubbo helped me walk home. School ends in, like, 3 hours anyways, so it should be fine.” Tubbo and Tommy both seemed ok with that idea, so they went back to Tommy’s house, since Tommy’s family was at work, where Ranboo made both Tommy and Tubbo apologize for being assholes to each other, eventually convincing Tommy to shrink back down and finally give Tubbo a break. Tubbo didn’t spit him out though, and from the one sided conversation Ranboo was hearing, it seemed like Tommy was fine with that. Soon enough, all three were taking a nap.

***

At 2 o’clock, Phil got home, surprised to find the front door unlocked. He carefully made his way inside the house, looking for anything that could have been stolen or god forbid a thief still in the house. But nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Until he got to Tommy’s room, where he found Ranboo and Tubbo asleep on a backup comforter they kept around for the two when they slept over. Phil only had to wonder briefly where Tommy was, until his mind registered Tubbo’s hand, which was pressed protectively against his stomach. ‘Wait, shouldn’t they still be in school?’ Phil thought. But he took one look at the sleeping teens and decided he would chew them out later, turning of the light and closing the door.

#Slime this is what I told you about #mcyt g/t #mcyt gt #g/t #tw vore #sizeshifter!tommy au #cynwrites #cyncerity

[obeiii-mee]

How will the bros react to MC self-doubting themselves? Like saying bad things about them or can't be serious someone give them compliment.

Supportive demon bois coming right up! Sorry I took so long to write this anon! Thank you so much for the ask! (Also, thank you all for the love on my previous posts!)

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The Brothers with an MC who self doubts themselves:

Lucifer:

-As the embodiment of pride itself, Lucifer has an overwhelming amount of confidence, almost all the damn time

-So, he was flabbergasted to learn that you weren’t the same

-He always insisted that you aren’t anything but perfect, yet you always seemed to brush the compliments off with a shrug and an awkward smile

-Well, shit, we can’t have that

-Lucifer just got 10x more serious about the matter

-He pulls a really stupid concerned face whenever you insult yourself and he looks more and more like a 48 year old man/dad each time it happens

-He, as of late, increased the number of pet names he has for you and the amount of compliments he gives you each day

-He refuses to let you talk badly about yourself anywhere, at any point in time and encourages every little step you take towards bettering yourself like crazy

- Lucifer wants to prove to you that you are an absolute ray of sunshine and he will go to any lengths to do just that (do not ask)

-He’s even more affectionate than usual which confuses just about everyone in the House of Lamentation, yourself included

-His brothers are feeling a disturbance in the force and they don’t know how to feel about it

-You are possibly the best thing that’s happened to him since he fell as angel and Lucifer is ready to do whatever he can to help you realise that

Mammon:

-“You’re an idiot!”

-“*Sigh*, I know.”

-“Wha-Wait! Y-you can’t say thAT!”

-The Great Mammon is seriously worried about his human

-Being the dense motherfucker he is (i still love him tho) it took him weeks to realise you’re not all that confident in yourself

-At some point in your relationship, he jokingly called you annoying and you just went “Yeah I’ve been told. Sorry.”

-His jaw literally dropped and he almost cried

-He would have choked if he was drinking something

-Tsundere Mammon has gone bye bye and here comes the cuddling teddy bear that is your boyfriend

-He also doesn’t have as much self love for himself as he sometimes pretends to have so he’s kinda in the same boat

-Which means your boat is leaking and you’re perfectly fine with it while he’s panicking and trying to throw water overboard with his hands

-His brothers call him an idiot a lot but he’s a very sociable guy with people skills that he uses all the time in order to coax you out of your self pitiying shell

-Will whine every time you call yourself ‘useless’ or disagree with his compliments because what the hell, you’re literally the most gorgeous being ever let me love youuuu

-When it comes to you and your happiness, he ain’t fucking around. He will snarl at anyone that even looks at you in the wrong way

-Did that to Lucifer once, guess a what happened

-You’ve definitely helped him come to terms with the fact that he is loveable and not a good for nothing scum

-So now it’s your turn!

-Let him kiss your insecurities away please

-Your presence makes him feel wanted so he wants the same for you!

Levi:

-Well then

-It takes two to tango ya know?

-He is the KING of self loathing and no confidence whatsoever in anything he does so every time you put yourself down, he counters it with a self deprecating insult as well

-“I suck.”

-“Nah, you’re pretty awesome normie. I’m the shut in, disgusting otaku who can barely set foot outside his bedroom without having an anxiety attack.”

-It’s like you’re trying to outdo the other on who is worse

-Truth is, he really admires you, especially knowing you chose to date him; an anime nerd with no social life and no communication skills whatsoever

-It hurts a bit, every time he builds up the courage to actually compliment you and you not taking it seriously

-That’s because he recognises that he’s the same and just as harsh on himself as you are

-Levi knows self hatred is something that takes time to demolish

-But you are his Henry after all (also his partner but whatevs)

-He’s not gonna leave you hanging when you need him the most

-He also gradually stops calling you a normie as your relationship progresses, though it still slips through every now and again

-Basically, the first time he realised that you think negatively of yourself, his immediate reaction was: Haha lmao relatable

-But now, every time it happens, he gets all serious

-Puts his controller down and everything, it’s like witnessing a very rare phenomenon and it’s creepy as shit

-He’s also made an effort to be more physically affection though he is kinda shy about it because damn it he just wants to hug you every time you speak badly of yourself

-Probably writes a list at some point stating all the reasons why you are better than him and Ruri chan combined, it’s rlly sweet

Satan:

-He’s a bit curious as to where that mentality has come from

-What triggered you to be so self doubtful?

-He’s basically your psychotherapist and asks you a lot of questions trying to find different causes and solutions for your issues

-Honestly, he puts so much effort into trying to understand, reading books about it from the human realm and whatever he can find in order to help you

-He scrunches up his nose every time you call yourself an idiot or anything of the sort

-Satan knows that insisting you’re wonderful won’t exactly help you overcome this problem of yours

-But that doesn’t stop him from doing it

-It’s not like you can ignore his comments because he will keep complimenting you until you accept them

-He also repeats a lot of pick up lines but that’s just part of being his partner

-What do you mean you’re worthless?!! He would literally give away all of his books and his hatred for Lucifer in exchange for your well being!

-Satan is possibly the smartest out of all of his brothers, so he uses a tactical approach on this one

-Direct affectionate gestures don’t work on you so he’s gonna be more subtle

-Would slightly hint that you are amazing every time you do something for him, like fetching him a book or something

-“Ah thank you. I don’t know what I would do without you love.”

-He’s a lot smoother than he gives himself credit for

-He just appreciates your existence and that there’s someone out there that he doesn’t need to be act hostile or fake toward

-Satan is ready to sit down and listen to you talk about your insecurities for hours on end

-You would quietly say something bad about yourself and he would run through the House of Lamentation before bursting into the room you are in, shouting ‘No! That’s wrong!’ (going Danganronpa on your asses)

-“Welp, I fucked up again. I can’t do anything right.”

-And then, in the distance you hear boss music starting

Asmo:

-*Shocked Gasp*

-How could you say such things about yourself???? Is that even leGAl?

-Of course, the literally prince of Lust, with all of his narcissism, has never experienced things like ‘self doubt’ of ‘bad self esteem’

-Pfft, the fuck is that?

-He only uses the most positive of words when he describes himself

-So obviously he almost falls off the bed when he hears you insulting yourself for the first time

-But ya know, that would leave bruises on his beautiful skin

-“Oh darling, you’re not annoying or a moron! You’re not anything like Mammon!”

-That was a below belt fatal hit, press f in the chat for the second eldest

-At some point, he just genuinely believes you’ve been spending too much time with Levi and that his negativity started rubbing off on you

-But then you tell him you’ve always been like this and he almost has a crisIS

-He’s like ‘Haha, no, we’re going to get a spa day out tomorrow and a few shopping sprees so I can prove to you that you are magnificent in every way imaginable.’

-Asmo loves pampering you in general but on the days he sees you feeling extra sorry for yourself, he goes above and beyond

-Gets very hurt when you brush off his compliments because he just wants you to accept the fact that you’re beautiful

-He’s like a supportive mom lmao, whenever you’re feeling self doubtful, he goes “You’re doing great sweetie, keep it up I’m really proud of you.”

-It’s up to you to decide whether that helps or not

-He’s such a sweetheart in reality, it’s hard to remember that he’s supposed to be horny all the time

-Well he is but that’s not the point, you’re way more important

-Asmo is so much fun to write cuz I can make him so dramatic it’s hilarious

Beel:

-Oh no :(

-He gets very sad everytime you self deprecate yourself

-You can’t do it with him in the room because he’s going to start crying and give you this kicked puppy stare, it will break your heart

-Beel kinda comes over and goes “If I give you some of my food will you please stop saying bad things about yourself? Because it’s not true.”

-Well you can’t say no to that face

-He feels like it’s his fault you’re this self doubtful even though you’ve tried to explain to him you’ve always been like this

-He goes crying to his twin half the time because he doesn’t know what to do

-“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to drop it! Fucking hell, I’m such a fucking klutz.”

-“Sniffle no you’re not.”

-He’s like, giving you large portions of his food now

-Because food makes him happy so he wants you to be happy too

-🙂

-His brothers go in shock every time because the only other person Beel has ever shared his food with before was Belphie

-Physical affection goes through the roof with this guy

-Bone crushing hugs btw

-Your self worth is so immeasurable with him, you can’t even measure it

-W h o a

-I’m being serious, don’t talk badly about yourself in front of him unless you want to be hugged into next week

-You are a literal angel in his eyes, of course he thinks highly of you

-He’s just hoping his presence isn’t making your self esteem worse, that’s the thing that keeps him up at night

-Idk why but he does think that he is a bad influence on your mental well being since he’s a demon

-Beel gives you compliments all the time and it confuses him when you laugh them off uncertainly because he wasn’t joking or lying??

-He’s always supportive of your choices and encourages you to be more confident

-The same way you show your support everytime you come to his games to cheer him on

-Overall, he just wants you to feel special and appreciated

-Because you deserve it

-IneedmyselfaBeel

Belphie:

-He feels like absolute shit

-Becuase he’s well aware he‘s called you a few...not so nice words in the past

-Back then, he only thought he meant everything he said but now that he’s hearing you accept his insults and actually repeating them yourself?

-It hurts his brain and he wants to smash his head against all four walls of the room for being such a cretin

-You do tell him it’s not exactly his fault you think so badly of yourself

-But he still believes he fueled it

-So now he needs to fix it

-He’s tried everything and I mean everything

-It’s kinda working, slow progress is made which he’s really happy about but you know, it’s gonna take a while

-He finally settles on physical affection as the best way to communicate his gratefulness for you being youself

-Oh, he wasn’t hugging you before? He is now, get your ass next to him and let him cuddle you

-Handholding has increased by 69% in the last month, sorry for the loss of your right hand with how much he squeezes it

-Sometimes, he can’t help but a throw an insult at you in a playful manner, because he’s an asshole

-But he always makes sure you understand that he was just joking

-He’s such a little shit, you would be having a chat with him and you would subtly drop a insult at yourself hoping he wouldn’t notice

-But then he stops dead in his tracks, kisses you, says “Shut up, you’re stunning” and then he goes right back to the previous conversation like nothing happened

-Accept his compliments damn it otherwise he will continue to bug you about it for the rest of the day

-He’s an eboy and he’s a dickhead a times, but he just goes soft for you tbh

-If you’re feeling really bad about yourself, he won’t even say anything

-He will just big spoon you for the next 24 hours, good luck going to the bathroom or any meals during that time

-Because once you’re in his grip, you’re not getting out that easily

-He gets so pissy if anyone says something even slightly negative about you to your face

-One time, a random demon called you stupid in one of the classes at RAD and he was like ‘bïtch excuse me what?’

-Snapped his head around at him and everything

-He would have done something worse but he was lazy and feeling really petty

-So Belphie kicked him in the privates from under his desk like a damn spoiled brat

-And then he turned his head back to you, all smiles and rainbows and puppies

-I’m simping so hard for a fictional character wtf

-I had to write more protective Belphie cuz I can’t find anything of the sort anymore and I need flUFF

(Haha, I don’t know what this post is, my writing has officially taken a shit lmao. Sorry this took so long to finish, I kept going back to edit all of them)

Al~

#obey me #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me imagines #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me satan #⭐️ requests #🌸 comfort #☂️ demon brothers

[the-bee-graveyard]

Ok I actually need to rant about this.

What's so insidious about erasing Robin's lesbianism is that lesbians are always constantly told either directly or through subtext that we are wrong and broken for not liking men and essentially for having a sexuality that completely excludes men. It's less about liking women (because people never really take that seriously anyways which yes is another type of oppression) and more about not being attracted to, loving or dating men.

We are made to feel like freaks from childhood along with aroace women and nonbinary people who are often read as women for not liking boys or having crushes on them. That fucks you long before you get a crush on a girl (or young enbies read by society as female you get the idea).

Society teaches you that you are broken without a boyfriend or a husband and yes this affects all women (and those read by society as such) but it screws with the heads of those of us who don't and never will want that even more. It literally breeds comphet. Comphet comes from our society focusing so much on the importance of men and male validation that some lesbians and aroace women and nonbinary people will literally start chasing male validation and putting ourselves in situations we don't really want to be in to get men to like us when we don't even really care!!! We just think we care!!

It's so fucked up and bisexual women and bisexuals in general will never understand how painfully triggering it is for us when they ship Robin with a man when she was confirmed to be a lesbian because they've never gone through what we've gone through. Not to mention the fact that she never even shows romantic or sexual interest in men on screen! All of her interactions with Steve are platonic and STILL beautiful btw!

People are using straight amatonormative googles when looking at them I'm order to ship them. And it makes me so mad not just because if what I mentioned but also because as an aro spec person as well it annoys me to see people immediately take a friendship and turn it into something romantic like they always do because they don't value platonic love as something as powerful as romantic love.

Now I'm not the kind of person who usually believes in "the word of god" or word of the author and I really wish they had stated it explicitly on screen but, the canon backs the confirmation like I mentioned earlier, and it just feels particularly insidious that people's first instinct will always be to dismiss someone's lesbianism and to to ship a women with a man no matter what.

Like lesbophobia is everywhere and no one cares and I'm just so tired.

I was actually going to make a post about this so thank you for making it for me.

My big problem with people being like “I headcanon Robin is bi” is she’s literally the only character in stranger things that’s sexuality is confirmed. People don’t actually give a fuck about bisexual representation, they just want their heterosexual ships.

It’s deeply annoying and slightly for me personally because I’m also an aspec arospec lesbian who was constantly picked apart and made fun of as a person for not having crushes on my male friends, and like you mentioned, this happens to almost every aspec and/or lesbian.

Everything in society is so sexualized and so revolved around being in a relationship with a man. Even gay men don’t face the kind of backlash lesbians do because it’s still two men. I’m just so tired.

Long story short Robin’s a lesbian erasing that is lesbophobic whether you’re aware of it or not please check yourself before you dismiss an aspect of a person’s identity.

#asks #Robin Buckley #I already know I’m going to get backlash for this but oh well #stranger things #lesbian

[crossovereddie]

Thoughts on S11xE3

Me being a mom means now these recaps will be up at random times unlike when I used to be on a schedule. Let’s get right into it. Again I’m not a spoiler free blog. This post is one big ass spoiler.

Wtf was that intro

Great now my wifi connection is fucking up

I’m actually watching with my husband so if he says some dumb shit I’ll let y’all know

Debbie is hella annoying damn

Fred’s room is so calming

OH MY GOSH WTF

THAT WAS OUT OF NOWHERE

OH MY GOSH

AN EXPLICIT SEX SCENE?!

IS THIS REAL LIFE

WHAT

Okay I’m in shock I had to pause

“I mean....it’s kinda hot.” I HATE MY HUSBAND BYE

We started that scene over lmao

DIRTY CONVICT

HANDS AROUND HIS THROAT FUCK THATS WOW

A JONAS BROTHER PLS

JOE ALDNRSkdbd

“Joe was my fave too” seriously I hate my husband 😂😂😂

IM TOTALLY NICK

BITCH NICK JONAS WAS MY FIRST TRUE LOVE

MICKEY REALLY IS MY SON

“Jonas loving slut” that’s me

“I’m gonna get you pregnant” IMFUCKING SCREAMING

REALLY I SCREAMED

“If you scream again and wake Gid up before we finish this scene I swear to god we’re done” I HATE MY HUSBAND SOMEONE COME GET HIM

PRISON PORN

POWER BOTTOM

I WILL PASS OUT

COLOR IT ORANGE AND CALL IT IAN STFU

We had to pause and rewatch that scene a few times

“So would you fuck Mickey or ian if you could?” “Uh....i don’t know man. Maybe ian. He looks like an emotional lover and you know I’m vanilla” “he just had his hands around mickeys throat” “It looked soft....Do that later ” have I mentioned how much I hate my husband?

Okay wtf Debbie but I also laughed

“Why can’t little miss sunshine wear pants?” Thank you Carl

Did frank say “you are”??

“Well who sticks it in who” oh god

“Mines wider which is the only metric that matters” he’s not wrong

They’re fighting about who is prettier this is all I’ve ever wanted

I actually love them so much guys I’m so fond of both of them not just Mickey WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN

ugh tami

Hubs: “She’s hot....oh but we hate her” me: “yeah she’s hot but where’s my girlfriend”

I love how gallagher Mickey is in that scene 😭😭😭😭

Mickey Gallagher 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

No Liam don’t leave her lolololol

Kev would be a tp hoarder

VERSOCKY

Hub: “I want that tracksuit” “I will leave you”

WHERE IS MY GIRLFRIEND

I NEED MY GIRLFRIEND

I MISS HER PRETTY FACE

HE TOOK HER TO THE WRONG SCHOOL THATS SO FUNNY

WHY DID I LAUGH SO HARD

Frank tried

Ugh bye Carl

SHES CALLING HIM BILLIE IM DONE

WHERE THE FUCK IS SANDY

Aw Kermit and Tommy made up

Hi Mickey baby I love you

MICKEY WORKING OUT

“since I married a body shamer” BABY PLS

Mickey is so pretty wowowowowow

KEGGY BANK

I hate that these dumb jokes have me laughing

My Mickey is so smart

HE SAID SWOLE

Omg the flexing more like when I “flex” my baby’s arms and tell him he’s a strong boy after tummy time 😭😭😭😭😭

Now I’m thinking of Mickey as a tiny baby and I wanna cry

I told my husband this and he rolled his eyes 😭😭😭

DAMN YOU TELL HIM IAN’S COWORKER!!

Why are they so caught up on this

Oh no brad’s baby 🥺🥺🥺

Put your fucking mask on Tami it’s a hospital

Still waiting for Sandy

“Rain girl” another stupid joke that made me laugh

Franny is too cute

I really hate Carl’s storyline

SANDY

BABY

GOSH SHES SO HOT

HELP ME RELAX INSTEAD

FUCK SHES SO HOT

IM SO IN LOVE

“If you left me for her I’d understand” thanks hubs. If you left me for ian I’d understand too

Okay bye kev I need more sandy

I’m the #1 Sandy Milkovich stan

I wish we could’ve gotten more seasons with her 😭😭😭

Oh gosh kev

Who thought “hmm. Let’s make the crazy cop who abuses their power a black woman”???? This show is so fucking ridiculous most of the time

How ooc Mickey loves working out

Mickey with the Alibi crew is always my fave

Remember how supportive they were when he came out

I hate Tami :))))))))

Fuck

Sandy

Pls

Aunt Fiona :(

Is “fuck if I know” Mickey????

He better be in the family group chat

I FUCKING HATE CARLS STORYLINE

I just want ian to have a job he loves somewhere he’s respected

I’m proud of you ian

Mickey has the best arms

“Put some pants on you’re turning me on a little bit” MICKEY

Mickey is so fucking smart

My baby

You make me so proud

I love the way he says Jesus

“Man swole”

BABYFACE

BOUFANT

Me as V breaking up the fight

“Or they” I love franny :(

Fuck frank I need a franny and uncle mickey day

Oh no....

They’re really gonna do this to frank huh?

I’m actually sad

I honestly didn’t see this coming

I mean I kinda figured something was gonna happen to frank since it’s the last season but this isn’t what I was expecting

I’m just assuming at this point btw

Yes V pls parent them

YOU TELL THEM V

Pouty Mickey :(((((

Lip is the best person

I love this tattoo scene

Frank nooooo

Why am I getting emotional

So is hubs

Ugh sandy I love you

Debbie sucks man

“I’d divorce you but you never signed a prenup”

“Fuck you cop” MICKEY PLS

DEBBIE SUCKS

TELL HER LIP

Yikes

Maybe don’t tell her that

She is hella annoying though and doesn’t take any responsibility ever

FRANNY IS THE BEST 😭😭😭

MICKEY CALLED IAN DADDY

DADDY

OH MY GOD

Uber masculine slut

OH MY GOD!!!!!

NICK JONAS

THEYRE FUCKING TO A JONAS BROTHERS SONG

OH MY GOD

This episode man.....wow.....I don’t even know what to say. All Gallavich aside though I really am enjoying this season so far! Again sorry for the random posting time. My husband and I really missed watching the show together and this was our only free time. I cant wait to rewatch this episode later! I hope y’all enjoyed watching as much as we did!

#weekly recap #weekly thoughts #mickey milkovich #MICKEY CALLED IAN DADDY #gallavich #shameless #ian gallagher #noel fisher #shameless us #my tiniest son #cameron monaghan #mickey gallagher #lip gallagher #shameless s11 ep3 #shameless final season #shameless season 11 #s11 #sandy milkovich #uncle mickey #shameless recap #recap

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check you out (part 1) | connor mcdavid

Teaser: “This is a grocery store, we really can’t control who comes in here.”

(i know i should be working on something else but sometimes i really can’t help what i come up with :/ )

Four Times Connor wanted to ask for your number + the one time he finally did

one.

“Please wait for assistance.”

You sighed, standing up straight at your post to move towards the waiting customer.

“Hi, how are you?” Smiling at customers had become second nature for you, having been working at the grocery store for almost a year. Although not a marvelous job, you got a weekly check that you had earned yourself and you were finally able to pay for your own bills without the help of your parents. 

“Good, you?” He responded.

“I’m doing okay, how can I help you today?”

“Do you know what aisle your pasta sauce is? I was looking for a bit and I didn’t see it.”

“Should be in aisle 7,” You directed. “Did you check there?”

“I think so, but I’m going to check again anyways since I now know where to actually look,” He let out a laugh before looking back at you. “Do you- Can I leave my stuff here while I go grab it? I’ll be five seconds.”

“Yeah, go ahead, I’ll watch them for you,” You smiled, nodding.

“Thanks,” He turned on his heel, quickly walking towards the aisle. You continued smiling at customers passing by, leaning against the machine. As he disappeared into the aisle, you looked over the items he was buying. Protein powder, a lot of healthy shit that you had never seen before, and literally one bag of candy (that was sugar free, btw). You laughed to yourself, wondering how disciplined this guy had to be to stick to whatever diet he was on.

A few seconds later, he re-emerged from the aisle and you took your time to study him as he walked. Clearly taller than most guys you’ve seen close up, he had to be at least six feet. In his jeans and hoodie, you could see the shape of his body, and judging by the diet, he most definitely took care of himself and his health. 

“Thank you,” He smiled when he finally reached you. “I don’t know how I missed it the first time but you’re a lifesaver.”

“No problem,” You nodded, walking back over to your post. You looked over all the customers in the self-checkout area, trying to find something to occupy your attention as you still had three hours left in the shift. When you looked back over to the right, you were surprised to see the man from before standing in front of the kiosk. 

“I feel like that annoying customer right now and I’m sorry, but I’m pretty sure my machine just froze,” He said, scratching the back of his head. You peeked over to the machine he was using.

“If you think you’re annoying, you wouldn’t survive two minutes as a cashier,” You replied, walking with him to the machine. “Let’s take a look.”

He laughed in response, shaking his head. “I probably wouldn’t.”

Tapping a few buttons on the screen had no success, “What happened exactly?”

“I’m not really sure, I scanned everything, I put a $50 bill in there and I was just waiting for my change.”

“Okay,” You mumbled, pulling the key from your pocket to open the machine. He stood behind you as you worked to figure out the problem, or at least get his bill back to send him to another machine. When you crouched down to be eye-level with the cash acceptor, the man’s eye’s couldn’t help but travel over your body. Although covered in your uniform of the store shirt and black jeans, he saw enough that made him have to look away otherwise he was sure he would be seen as that creep customer that couldn’t keep his eyes in appropriate places. 

You felt his eyes on you, and while this wasn’t a rare occurrence with the many forward customers who shop at your local supermarket, his look (if he was even looking, as far as you were concerned) didn’t make you uncomfortable in the slightest. To be fair, you already had your chance to study him when he wasn’t looking. Making sure you weren’t still smiling at the thought of him checking you out, you looked back, your eyes immediately locking on his.

You paused as he let out a gentle smile, asking, “I broke it, didn’t I?”

You couldn’t help but laugh then, your head leaning on your forearm that was holding the machine to keep you from falling in your crouched position. “You didn’t break it, these machines have minds of their own, trust me. But, I just need to grab a different key to get this part open and then I can take care of you.”

He swallowed at that, and even though he knew it was in reference to his grocery order, he couldn’t help it when his eyes once again trailed over you as you stood up to walk towards a nearby door.

“Got it,” You smiled as you came back into view of him. He stepped aside to allow you to crouch down again. The man focused his eyes on his items on the belt in order to avoid being caught admiring you again red-handed. Really, he could feel blood rushing up his neck, and in other places. It was better for him to look away now before it was too late.

“Ah, here it is,” He heard you say before holding up his crumpled bill. “I’m pretty sure it just got jammed somehow after you put it in, wasn’t your fault.”

“I still feel bad for causing all this trouble,” He replied, biting his lip.

“It’s no trouble, it actually gives me something to do other than stand here like a statue,” You said, closing the machine and standing up.

He smiled then, although you didn’t see it. “I’m glad I can help, then.”

Not knowing what to respond, you moved on, “Okay, I’m going to have you pay at my station because I don’t want the same thing to happen again.” You restarted his machine and then reached for his water pack, to help move it back to his cart.

“No, no, it’s okay, I got it,” The man said, stepping closer to you to motion to the water. “You’ve done enough, literally.”

It was your turn to swallow as you got a whiff of his scent, which was hard to describe in any way besides manly. You know that scent that you think a true man has? It’s strong, but enticing. Clean, but also sweaty in a way. It was like a version of Old Spice but younger, and hotter (at least to you).

Taking a breath to soak in as much as you could without being a creep, you stepped back, “Okay, I’ll meet you up there then.”

You turned on your heel, your mind racing as you thought of how to compose yourself until he left the store.

Working in a place that had different people coming in everyday, you were used to the occasional smokeshow and having to not stare. You usually didn’t have to interact with said smokeshow, but you always had to be professional. This case was nothing different. No matter how hot this guy appeared today, or how nice he smelled, he was still a customer and you were still an employee. Get it together! you thought.

“Okay, here you go,” The man said, handing you his bill again.

“Thank you,” You replied, taking it and giving him his change. “Sorry about our machine, but I hope you have a good day.”

“Thanks, you, too,” He smiled. “It’s been a pleasure,” Trailing off, his eyes fell to your chest, “Y/N.”

Although his eyes prompted it, you didn’t allow your jaw to drop as you watched him, pushing his cart away with a smile still on his face.

You thought about him for the next hour, and when you finished wiping down your machines, you caught your reflection in the store window.

Your eyes locked on your name tag sitting on your chest. Why the hell does he get to know your name but you don’t get to know his?

two.

The next few weeks went by as uneventful as any other time in your life. You worked at the supermarket, and when you weren’t there, you were at your apartment, catching up on as many shows as you could with the free time. Until you had to return to your college classes, you were going to relax as much as possible.

“Hey, Y/N,” Your boss said, approaching your station. “Do you think you can stay until 10 tonight? Eva just called out.”

“Uhm, sure,” You shrugged, looking down at the time. “That’s fine.”

“Thank you, you’re the best,” He breathed. “Seriously, I can always count on you and I’ll never forget that.”

“I just like the extra money in my paycheck,” You joked. 

“I’m going to act like I didn’t hear that,” He began as he walked away, laughing.  

You shook you head, laughing as well. As you were still smiling, you could hear one of the machines start up, meaning that you finally had a customer after ten minutes of complete silence. The back profile seemed familiar, including the large container of protein powder in his cart. A few moments later, he looked over, smiling.

“Hi, Y/N,” He said.

You did your best to hide your blush as you smiled back, “Hey, how are you?” Not a big deal, you thought, he probably just remembers everyone’s name.

“Pretty good, how about you?”

“Same old,” You shrugged. “Try not to break the machine this time, though.”

He laughed, his head falling back on his shoulders, “Last time I checked, you told me the machine’s have minds of their own. I accept no responsibility.” 

He made a note in his head of the fact that you remembered him from your last encounter. It wasn’t the last time he was in the store, but it was the last time he saw you. Every time he stepped into the store since then, he searched for you near the registers and today was the first time in weeks he finally saw what, and who he wanted to see.

“I only said that because you looked scared, and I wanted to make you feel better.”

Better wasn’t the only thing you made him feel in your short encounter, and the man knew this as he replied, “How noble of you.”

You laughed at that, so much you didn’t catch the look of pure admiration he gave you as he studied your features from where he was standing.

“Yeah, someone has to do it, right?” You breathed.

He didn’t respond, but you saw him smiling as he shook his head at the machine.

three.

It was a pretty boring day. With only one other cashier in the store, it truly felt like you were in the middle of the woods. You leaned over onto your station, chin in your palm as you looked around the store in view. 

“Hi,” A voice broke you from your daze. You stood up straight looking over at the customer.

“Hi, can I help you with anything?” You asked.

“Not at the moment, but I’ll let you know,” He said as he walked over to a nearby machine.

You had every intention to lean back down in your spot, but as you peeked outside, your eye caught the sight of your favorite mystery customer. He was getting out of a nice white car, a car that made you mumble holy shit to yourself. Looking away quickly, you stood straight at your station. Since you couldn’t see the entrance and wouldn’t dare to look if you did, you didn’t know when exactly the mystery guy walked into the store. 

However, about 10 minutes later, he was walking into the self-checkout area.

“Hey,” He smiled as he approached the empty machine next to a slightly older man.

“Hi, nice to see you,” You smiled, as politely as possible. 

“You, too,” He smiled.

After a quick once over of him, you looked back to your monitor. At this point, his face had already been burned in your brain every time you came into the store. His voice burned into your memories, especially when it was saying your name, addressing you. Whoever the hell he was, he had an effect on you that forcibly kept him on your mind, no matter how minimal your encounters with him had been thus far. 

It was maybe a minute before you dragged your eyes up to look around. Spending a longer second on him, you could see the muscles he had clearly through his simple black tee. Snap out of it. You sighed, looking back at your monitor, even though you didn’t really want to. Why the hell was he so nice? Why the hell was he so hot?

“Excuse me, I need some help,” The man at the machine next to him called out. You nodded, moving towards him.

“How can I help?”

“I’m not sure how to do these tomatoes. They don’t have stickers.”

“Sure,” You replied, stepping closer to the screen to put them in. As he didn’t step back, you kept a safe distance, reaching around him. You did your best not to make a face signaling back the fuck up but that was only made harder by his stare that you could feel on the side of your neck.

“I see you here a lot, do you get a lot of hours?” He said in a teasing tone. 

“I get enough,” You responded through a polite one.

As you finished the tomatoes, you looked up at him, “Anything else?”

“What do I have to do to get your number?” He asked. “This has to count as, like, our fourth meeting.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t give my number out to customers,” You pursed your lips, eyes flickering back to the machine. “Anything with your items, though?”

“Make an exception for me,” He said, ignoring your redirection.

“No, I’m sorry. But, if that’s it with your items, I’m going to go back over there.” As you turned around to walk back over to your station, he grabbed your arm, halting your movements. It wasn’t a tight grip at all, but it was locked. You could cause a scene, scream and draw unnecessary attention, but you opted out. You still attempted to pull your arm free, getting more frustrated as he didn’t let up.

You turned, locking eyes with him, “Let me go.” Punctuation every word, you pointed to the cameras that you were only 20% sure were actually recording the encounter.

“Let me give you my number, then.”

Your eyes once again scanned the area that apparently had everyone looking everywhere but where you were basically being held against your will. You looked over at the mystery guy who was focused on bagging his items now, holding your eyes on him longer because you really didn’t know what to do and he did seem like your closest solution without drawing too much attention. If only you knew his name. Shit. 

“I said no already, seriously, stop,” You narrowed your eyes back at the man holding you, hiding the true fear you were feeling under your skin. “You do know that this is grounds to get you banned from this store, correct? Arrested, even?”

“Come on,” He jerked you slightly and you tried again to calmly remove his hand.

“Dude,” You heard suddenly. You looked over to see the mystery guy, who you could now call your hero, beside you, bags in hand and eyes trained on the man’s now tightened grip on your arm. “What are you doing?”

“We’re talking,” He responded, releasing you within seconds, especially after the mystery guy stepped closer. You stepped back, closer to the mystery guy unintentionally.

“That didn’t look like talking, man.”

“How about you worry about your own shit?” You rolled your eyes at that, walking back over to the station. You took a deep breath, rubbing the area that had already started to redden from his grip. You didn’t look up as the two men exchanged words or when the mystery guy came over.

“Are yo- Wait, is that your manager? Should I go get him?” You followed his pointer finger then looked back down at the monitor.

You shook your head, avoiding his eyes, “I’m fine, thank you though. I really appreciated that.”

“This is your place of work,” He said, slowly. “Are you sure you don’t want me to tell someone? Give a statement or something? That was insane.”

You nodded, “It’s fine. A guy with an ego as big as this store is not worth me stressing over.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t notice it before, though. Is your arm okay?“ His eyes trailed down and you shifted on your weight onto your other leg, looking down at the damage, but also to look somewhere else besides his eyes.

“I’ll be okay, I’ve suffered through worse,” You gently shrugged, looking back up at him. He was already watching you and you could see his shoulders slump.

“I’m sorry, again-”

“-You are not the one who should be apologizing,” You started. “This is a grocery store, we really can’t control who comes in here.”

“They should,” He raised his eyebrows. “For your safety.”

You were sure he meant “your” as all cashiers and not just you.

You paused for a moment, unsure of how to respond, going with, “Yeah.”

“I’m still sorry that he thought it was okay to put his hands on you,” He said. You nodded slowly and he smiled then, a light laugh escaping his lips. “I hope you have a safe rest of your shift, Y/N.”

As you held eye contact, your stomach did a flip at the thought of him saying your name. It was music to your ears, and also a slight boost to your ego.

“You know, it’s a little unfair that you know my name and I don’t know yours since we’ve talked multiple times at this point.”

Adjusting his bags to one hand, he held the other out to you, “I’m Connor.”

“Well, it’s nice to finally have a name to put to the face,” You responded, returning the handshake. You cursed yourself in your head for not double checking for sweat as your hands touched but he didn’t seem to mind, if there was. In fact, all Connor could think about was the fact that you basically just admitted to him that you had been thinking about him. Or, at least that’s what he hoped you meant because that would make him feel less weird for having thought about you so much. 

This was only the third time he had seen you and you were on his mind more than he ever expected. At this rate, Connor knew he was fucked. But, he didn’t know you were, too. He didn’t know anything about you, and that was the problem.

He thought about doing it then, putting himself out there to a complete stranger, even though you didn’t feel like a one to him. Just ask for her number, he thought. Then, he remembered the asshole you had both just dealt with and decided to leave it for now. Bad timing, he convinced himself.

“I’m sorry I don’t wear a name tag like you,” He joked.

You smiled, rolling your eyes, “Yeah, lucky you.”

“I’ll see you around,” Connor then replied. “Be safe.”

“I’ll try,” You sighed. “Bye, Connor.”

“Bye.”

Watching him as he walked off, you thought back to what had all just happened. You made a note to tell your supervisor when he got back from his lunch and of course, have that man banned from the store. You also started to mentally prepare yourself for your next encounter with Connor. Connor. Now you had a name to think about during the boring hours of work.

four.

“Fancy seeing you here.” You nearly jumped out of your skin as you walked through the parking lot of the supermarket. You had the early morning shift, which was usually a graveyard, and had hoped you wouldn’t have to work too hard.

Turning on your heel, you were surprised to see Connor getting out of his car. How the hell did I miss his car right in front of me? you thought as you looked down, double-checking your appearance subtly. You weren’t a slob, especially lately since you never knew who you would run in to. Who am I kidding? This is exactly what you wanted to happen. Maybe not early in the morning but beggars can’t be choosers, can they?

“Who goes to a supermarket at 7 am?” You asked, stopping with your hand on your hip. 

The sun was shining bright behind Connor, and you couldn’t see his eyes trail over you. You looked better than he even remembered. You were wearing blue jeans that were exactly your size and since you had classes the day before, your hair wasn’t a total mess. It was a simple look but still made Connor’s breath hitch as he stood in front of you.

Much to his despise, it had been over three months since he last ran into you at the store. On top of his practices in preparation for the upcoming hockey season, he had media interviews up to his neck as a young captain in the NHL. 

You, of course, had resumed classes and worked less hours at the supermarket to keep academics as your main priority. Having only three shifts a week seemed small, but you were stressed and the semester wasn’t even halfway done. When did professors stop giving students a few weeks before killing them with assignments?

“Someone who has a tight schedule,” He smiled, walking until he was by your side. Nodding to the store, “Opening shift?”

“Unfortunately,” You sighed, nodding. 

“Well, at least you’ll be awake for the rest of the day,” He said.

“Thinking like that is the only way I convince myself to get up,” You laughed.

“How have you been?” He slyly slowed his stride as you walked towards the entrance together to prolong your conversation, hoping you weren’t running late for your shift. You noticed, and continued at his speed, biting your lip to stop from smiling.

“Pretty good, tired,” You shrugged. “How about you?”

“Same,” He laughed, putting his hands in his pockets. “How long have you been working here?”

“Like a year and a half,” You answered. “It’s close to where I live.”

“Hm,” He hummed.

“Close enough that I could walk if I wanted to,” You said. “But, also driving is an option, I guess. Not that that’s important or anything, or that you even needed that much detail.”

If it wasn’t for him standing next to you, you would have pinched yourself for how awkward you were being. You weren’t used to talking to an attractive guy this early in the morning. Or, at all.

“No, it makes sense,” He replied, laughing. “I was just asking because I feel like I would have noticed you before we met.”

“Notice me?”

He looked down at you, a smile still on his lips, “Yeah, I would definitely remember you.”

“My first memory of you is when you broke our machine,” You teased.

He rolled his eyes, “I didn’t break it, it did that to itself,” He defended. 

“Sure,” You nodded sarcastically.

“Anyway,” He sighed dramatically, letting out a laugh after. “I think that’s when I first saw you, too.”

“Now, I finally know your name,” You said as you finally reached the entrance.

“You do,” Connor responded, smiling. 

As you entered the store, you couldn’t miss your boss already waving you over with a wide smile on his face. Furrowing your eyebrows, you looked back at Connor to say bye but he moved to speak at the same time.

“We-”

“Ca-” You both froze, and you blushed under his eye. He smiled again, “You can go first.”

“No, I think you should go because I was just going to say that my boss is waving me over like a crazy person.”

Connor turned around to your nod, and you watched your boss furrow his eyebrows before Connor looked back at you.

“I was just going to say I hope you have a good shift, if I don’t see you before I leave the store.” That wasn’t at all what Connor wanted to say but he knew you had to go. And, he’d much rather ask you out when your boss wasn’t watching less than 20 feet away.

“Oh, thank you,” You smiled, oblivious to his failed attempt. “Have a good day, with whatever crazy thing has you here at 7 am.”

He laughed, “I’ll see you around.”

and, one.

Finally free, you thought as you adjusted your bag on your shoulder. You had just finished your shift, the day finally reaching 5 pm. You were on your way out of the store, waving bye to your coworkers on the registers when you saw Connor bagging items near the exit.

You noticed he was practically done and simply gathering his things together to walk out and you thought about speeding by him as sly as you could, hoping to avoid an encounter when you were sure you looked as drained as you felt. However, before you could even make a decision, he looked over, eyes locking on yours.

He smiled, brightly, “Y/N, hey!”

“Hi, Connor,” You smiled, laughing lightly at his excitement.

“How are you? Are you just now getting off?” He looked down at his watch.

“Yeah, I’ve been here for a few hours,” You replied. “More protein shakes?”

He laughed, “I’m actually good on those. I had to restock on my unhealthy stuff this time.”

“I’m surprised,” You said. He grabbed his bags, motioning to the exit. This is it, he thought. Connor heart rate quickened as he quickly went over what he wanted to say in his head.

“No one eats healthy all the time,” He said as you both walked towards the exit. “Did you drive today?”

“I did, actually. I knew I was going to be too lazy to walk after eight hours,” You admitted. “And, it’s been getting dark a lot earlier.”

“Smart,” He smirked. 

“I haven’t seen you in awhile,” You commented after a few moments. “Awhile,” meaning a little over two months. 

“I’ve actually been out of town for a few weeks,” He said. “But, I did have a question for you, so I’m happy I caught you today.”

“About the store?” After it came out of your mouth, you realized how truly stupid you sounded. Obviously not.

“No, not really,” He said, looking down at you briefly. 

“What’s up?” You asked him. At this point, you had reached his car in the parking lot, your car only a few spots down. He set his bags on the ground, slightly fumbling around to find what you thought were his keys.

You watched him, and held in your smile when he finally found them, letting out a slight breath of relief. He looked over at you, and you were caught red-handed. You weren’t sure what reaction you expected, but blushing and shaking his head was not one of them.

“Give me a sec,” He mumbled as he pressed a button on his key to open the trunk of his car. You looked over the part of the clean interior that was visible to you, admiring it.

“This is a really nice car,” You said as he placed his bags in the trunk.

“Thank you,” He said, reaching up to close it. “Can I walk you to yours?”

“Sure,” You felt your heart rate pick up as he locked his car again. “It’s just right here.”

“So, you can absolutely say no, I can take it,” He started, and you couldn’t tell if he was still blushing from a few moments ago, or maybe it was just the reflection of the headlights of passing cars. “Would it be okay if I asked for your number?”

You had enough self control in the moment to keep your jaw from falling, or your face from turning as bright as firetruck, but your words were always another thing. “You want my number?”

“Yeah,” He laughed softly. 

“Why?” The word came out of your mouth before you could stop it. You also couldn’t stop the blush then, taking a breath to push your hair out of your face, nervously. “Sorry, I mean, uhm, what-, why-”

“-Our sixty second conversations kinda have me hooked,” He explained. “And, I’d really like to take you out sometime, but obviously I wanted to work my way to that since we don’t know each other and I get that this might be weird. And, maybe you get this a lot working here.” He was beginning to ramble so he stopped, staring into your eyes to hopefully communicate that he really wasn’t some weirdo. Just a guy super into you, even though he barely knew anything besides your name and your laugh. And, so far, also your corny but admirable digs at him. 

He couldn’t help but smile when he was around you, and he really couldn’t help but want to see you outside of the store. He wanted to get to know you, and spend more time with you. He knew there had to be a lot more to you than your job.

“This does happen sometimes,” You nodded. “Usually, older, perverted guys. The occasional young guy with a big ego, really depends on the day.”

“I hope I don’t fit into either of those categories,” He laughed. “I really don’t want to overstep or make you feel weird.”

“You haven’t,” You responded quickly. “It’s okay, do you have your phone on you?”

He smiled then, reaching into his pocket before pulling out his phone. Unlocking it, he handed it to you and watched as you typed away. 

Holy shit, he thought again. It was the first time that he was ever really nervous to ask a girl for her number and he almost expected you to reject him. Already be in a relationship, or just simply not be interested. He expected the worst, just like you did.

You hoped he couldn’t see the shaking that you felt in your fingers as you created a contact for yourself in his phone. Once you were finished, you looked up to find him already watching you. Blushing, you held his phone out to him, “There you go, that’s me.”

He took his phone back, smile widening after he looked down at the screen. “Thank you.”

“I guess I’ll talk to you soon?” You suggested, finally unlocking your car.

“Definitely, I’ll text you later tonight,” He responded, stepping back a few steps.

“Okay,” You grinned, opening the door. He nodded before a smile appeared on his face as he walked backwards towards his car.

“Bye, Y/N.”

“Bye, Connor,” You responded as you slid into your car. Closing the door, you let out a breath as you kept your eyes forward to start the car.

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Don’t touch what isn’t yours! - Chapter 16

Fandom: Dream Daddy

Pairing: Damien x Robert,  past Joseph x Robert

Setting: Maple Bay

Warning: Hospitals, talks about what happened, talks about murder

Summary: Damien has been dating Robert for a while and their life is becoming slowly more and more domestic but unfortunately, someone has been watching and doesn’t like it one bit.

Words: 3139

Requested: I remember seeing an old posts about some really dark prompts and I thought about the cult ending of Dream Daddy so I jumped at the chance … then got really carried away (Btw, I wanted to contribute to the cult ending stuff so don’t @ me for this, normally I wouldn’t write Joseph like this)

Side note: I did say every Saturday but I had a job interview yesterday as well as a very boring and kinda annoying family get together and I am exhausted, my legs are on fire because I've been working none since Monday and barely got any break :(

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Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months and it was still nothing which didn’t give much hope to anyone and even as Lucien continued to visit each and every day he could, there was still no sign of Damien waking but the teen didn’t forget, he believed in every inch of his being that his dad would wake up soon even if that soon wasn’t soon enough.

Today was no different as Lucien and Robert sat in the food court of the hospital, munching away on some vending machine snacks, watching all the people in uniform and gowns pass them by,

“Now, for him” the older one at the table started, continuing on with some game they had been playing for the past thirty minutes as he pointed to a patient with a large cast on his arm and bandages around ear, “he was secretly in a mob family, no one knew, not even his own parents but what they didn’t know was that he was secretly a rat for the police, so, his boss had him ‘taken care of’ but they didn’t finish the job, they were going to chop of his ears and break every bone in his body to send a message” Robert whispered to the boy opposite him who could only laugh,

“Seriously? That’s the best you got? I bet he was hunting cryptids like you but the one he had been chasing for years, the one who ruined his name and killed his family came back to finish the job but he was too fast and got away” Lucien counter-argued as the two stared each other down before letting out a quiet round of laughter, not wanting to disturb the people around them,

“Okay, I gotta admit, you’re getting pretty good at this, I think my persona is rubbing off on you more than I care to admit, soon you might even be able to convince people your backstory was a lot more dangerous than it is … well, at least up until recently” the rugged man joked, taking a bite from his probably very unhealthy ‘protein’ bar which to him, tasted like ass, “Come on, we’ve been here too long, better start heading back and make sure your dad hasn’t somehow turned into an actual vampire” with a scrunch of their rubbish, both of them stood quickly, throwing away their trash as they shuffled through the corridors of the sterilised building back towards the ICU and it seemed the both of them felt the strange change in atmosphere as they grew closer and closer to the room Damien was in. And it seemed the sudden feeling was for a real reason as they watched several nurses and doctors entering and leaving the room with different equipment than before,

“Robert?” the young emo asked as he held tightly onto the strap of his backpack, trying to keep calm,

“Yeah … I know kid, don’t panic and we’ll see what’s going on” the elder one whispered as he quickly wrapped a muscular arm around Lucien, pulling him to the entrance way of the Victorians room but when they noticed that no one was stopping them to talk or even give them any sort of explanation, the steps it took to make it to the door had been the most nerve-wrecking of all steps until they saw why.

Sat in the bed was the man who had been fighting through the battle to stay alive, propped up on a few pillows with a tired smile on his face as if he hadn’t just been through the worst psychologically damaging time of his life as doctors moved around him to disconnect unnecessary machinery while also checking the basic responsive and vitals of Damien which luckily were a lot better than most coma patients, almost complete speech with just a few problems, partial cognitive thought but it should hopefully improve over time and near perfect hand eye coordination which is definitely something to be proud of.

As both Lucien and Robert stood in the doorway, eyes wide and jaws practically touching the ground, Damien’s eyes landed on them and it seemed to immediately perk him up as he carefully shuffled himself up into a better seated position, his smile spread almost across the entirety of his face giving everyone in the room a growing feeling of warmth and love,

“Hello Luci” Damien’s raspy voice spoke out as he weakly raised his arm to coax his only son to him, wanting nothing more to hold his little boy again, “I’ve missed you baby boy” he whispered as the boy in question ran across the room, throwing himself at his father … carefully of course but throwing himself on the man all the same and as Damien wrapped his arms around Lucien, they both knew they would never be able to let each other go again,

“D-Dad … I can’t, I thought … I was so scared” the teen cried, tears running down his cheeks, soaking his father’s hospital clothing as they held each other close, both pouring out every emotion that had built up inside their bodies over the course of the very weird and crazy year,

“I’m right here, no one is going to take me away from you again, I promise” the Victorian whispered, his voice shaking from the severity of the happiness he felt for his son, the warmth of Lucien’s hold filled his soul with what he needed after weeks of torture and months of coma, “I love you so much my darling” a soft silence laid throughout the room as the teen pulled back to smile lovingly at his father through the still falling tears but nothing could stop Damien from placing his hands on the boys cheeks, admiring the teen the exact same way he had the first time he held him in his arms. The soft stroke of Damien’s fingers against Lucien’s soaking wet face was like a breath of fresh air for the both of them as a weight was lifted from both of their shoulders, taking this moment to really take in each other after so long,

“I love you so much dad, there is so much you missed that we need to catch you up on” he mentioned, wrapping his long slender fingers around Damien’s thinner, more fragile wrists, smiling as brightly as the day he got to meet Mickey Mouse for the first time, “It’s almost my graduation, I actually made it, didn’t think I would honestly … oh and … Ernest and I are … kind of a thing now so there’s that” Lucien explained, chuckling nervously at the last part since he wasn’t exactly the type of person to fully ‘come out’, so he hadn’t exactly told his dad that he wasn’t completely straight which he knew wouldn’t really cause much seeing as his dad was gay too but he still wanted to get that little reveal out of the way, he just wasn’t expecting a chuckle,

“Finally, I was wondering when you and E-Ernest would stop staring at each other and m-make a move” Damien commented, his voice didn’t sound too great, it was as if someone was dragging the Victorians words across a cheese grater which they could all tell seemed to be weighing on the man just a little, “Now, as much as I am more t-than happy to see you, I would very m-much like to see my b-boyfriend” he told the teen as he peeked over towards Robert who understandably was still staring wide eyed and slack jawed beside the doorway causing a raspy chuckle to force its way out of Damien’s very sore throat.

It was quite clear at this point, Lucien did not want to leave his Father’s side, being his first and only child, he wanted to be in complete contact with the man who had almost been forcibly removed from his life, however, he also understood that he couldn’t keep his dad to himself forever. So, with a begrudged look on his face, the emo shuffled away from the bed to give his future Father-in -Law a much-needed reunion,

“Robert, if you d-don’t get your ass over here, I-I’ll just have to give Lucien more hugs” he teased knowing full well that Robert would not pass up a hug from his lover who he hadn’t held in several months, so as he watched the man clumsily but hesitantly shuffle over to the bed, he couldn’t help the smile that sat on his face, “I won’t break, I-I promise” he whispered as he slowly hovered his hands closer to Roberts, trying to get just a piece of skin to skin contact with the man,

“I know … but I realized you’re not exactly immortal and losing you was one of the scariest things I could ever go through, I’m just scared that if I touch you now, I’ll wake up” he explained, voice shaking with unspoken fears and heartache as the distance between their fingers slowly disappeared, letting their hands finally touch, “I don’t know what I’d do without you …” he choked out as fresh tears fell down his face as Robert flung his arms around the goths body, pressing him as close as he possibly could as he sobbed hysterically at the realisation that this was not just some horrifying recurring nightmare that would end up being a sick joke brought on by his own fears,

“I’m here, I promise you will n-not wake up, we’re finally together once m-more, we’re never going to be apart again … h-he won’t come back” Damien whispered into his lovers ear, his fingers gently stroking through Robert’s locks to comfort the man, nothing was worse than living your fear even when the truth was right in front of you but nightmares would take a long time to recover from, at least they had each other to help the past disappear,

“oh, by the way, please grow your hair back, I’ve never seen you with short hair before … it’s weird” Robert tried to tease through tears, voice slightly cracking with each word but as he felt Damien’s shoulder shake with a breathy laugh, he knew Damien agreed.

As the time went on and the day slowly came to a close, it was time for the crushing reality to rear its ugly head again, once the hospital staff had finished their jobs around the room, they left to allow the family enough time to catch Damien up on the everyday things that had happened over the missing months of his memory and everyone in need of contacting had been contacted, it was time for the truth. A few hours whizzed by before the Detective finally showed up, entering the room with a soft smile on his face,

“It’s great to see that you’re awake, you definitely seem to be quite happy to see everyone again” the detective commented as he placed down his bag, patting Lucien’s shoulder in a friendly gesture, “hopefully this one hasn’t stopped telling you about all the gossip around here” he chuckled before pulling up a chair to sit not too far away from the bed with his notepad and pen at the ready, “okay, so, introductions are in order, I’m the detective that was working on the missing persons case about you, obviously we have most of the story now with what Mary was able to tell us, however, we will need to hear about everything that happened so we can hopefully track down Joseph, we searched the place where you were found but it seemed that we were having trouble keeping ourselves from getting lost, but, good news is, we did find a lot of evidence we can use against him and hopefully fin-“

“He’s dead” the detective was interrupted by a sudden rough voice, pausing everyone in their tracks at this sudden reveal. Damien’s eyes were locked with the detective as he held no emotion on his face, even his eyes were rid of any feeling,

“We couldn’t find any body, are you sure he’s dead? What happened?” the detective asked concerned and intrigued by the turn of events, so as quickly as he could write, he took down Damien’s story, from when he was taken, the torture he went through, everything Joseph had done all the way down the Mary appearing and saving him,

“…I tried to get out as fast as I could b-but it must have been about an hour or something by the time I found a way out but just as I got there … so did he, I thought Mary was a-already dead, I thought I was too, he held a gun to my head but I couldn’t face the idea of going down without a fight … it hurt so bad, he managed to keep me down so m-many times but it seemed like something gave me the energy t-to try one more time … I pinned him and held the gun to his head, the trigger was right there but I couldn’t do it but then he started talking about Lucien a-and Robert, telling me that they could never love a man like me, a coward … so I s-shot him point blank in between the eyes before carrying Mary up the stairs and out and that’s pretty much w-where the story ends” he finished, his eyes never once leaving the detectives the entire time as he recalled the feeling of pulling that trigger to be reunited with his family again, “he’s d-dead because I killed him” he confessed before finally turning his gaze to his son and husband to hopefully be, “I’m sorry you had to learn of w-what he did and I’m sorry you had to find out what I d-did … I hope you can forgive me …” he whispered, the emotions he had been so reluctant to show were now swimming in his eyes as he stared at the shocked faces of the two people he had never wanted to hurt,

“So, his body is still down in those tunnels? Do you remember where abouts you came out from? Maybe we can find him and try to wrap up this case” a map of Maple Bay was placed on the bed in front of the man as the detective handed him a pen, urging him to try and find where they could find Joseph so they would not have to send out an expensive search through the maze of underground walkways. For the next few minutes, Damien studied the map, the entrance that Mary must have entered through was already circled so the Victorian retraced his steps from what he could remember from his delirious state, leading him quite a few miles away from the cul-de-sac but not to the exact point so he circled the estimated area and handed back the map,

“I can’t remember completely, it’s all blurry and almost like a broken dream but I know it was somewhere around there … what will happen now? I killed him, what will happen to me?” Damien asked, fiddling with the pen he was still holding, he knew that he had went through a lot in the past few months, but he also knew that murder was still murder and that scared him,

“I am going to make sure that nothing happens, yes you did confess to shooting Joseph however from both yours and Mary’s statements, the evidence and the medical records, there is enough of a case against him that will make sure nothing happens to any of you, it was a life or death situation and sometimes it has to happen, this was a situation in which it was either two innocent lives over a mad man, I promise you that you and your family will be safe from harm from now on” the detective explained to a now much calmer Damien who seemed to have relaxed in his bed, leaning back against his pillows, breathing deeply as if his lungs had been squeezed the entire conversation until he remembered two people he hadn’t spoken to in this entire time.

Turning his gaze to his side, he expected to still see both stood far away on the opposite side of the room, staring in disgust and horror at the invisible blood he had on his hands but he wasn’t expecting to see two chest perfectly in his line of sight way too close to the bed. Peering up, he paused when he saw both his boyfriend and his son, standing behind him in a protective and sympathetic stance, trying their hardest to give the room a sense of safety even when there was nothing to be scared of anymore,

“Dears, I’m fine, nothing’s going to happen to me … especially if I have my two brave boys protecting me” the Goth reassured, placing both his hands on their arms, subconsciously begging them to relax, “I’m awake, I’m alive, he’s gone, it’ll all be fine, I promise” he guaranteed with a soft smile on his face, “Now come on, if the detective is finished than I would very much like to learn about more things I’ve missed” Robert and Lucien glanced at each other before sighing, taking one of Damien’s hands each to try and disperse their anger but the reality that all this was over and nothing can tear them apart again, it seemed that maybe everything could go back to normal … ish? “Now, the one thing I really want to know” Damien started as he turned to look towards his emo son with a gentle squeeze of his hand, “Since you and Ernest are a thing … have you taken his first kiss yet?” he asked with a knowing Fatherly smile on his face, a little cough escaped his throat but it was short and quickly disappeared as he watched his Sons face transform into a red balloon and the stuttering started,

“W-What … that’s not really … I mean … you don’t really talk about that with your dad and … well … no … no I haven’t…” he blabbered before lowering his head, hiding his shame and embarrassment from all the older men in his room, “I just … I don’t really see the need to rush into it” Lucien tried, knowing there was no way to get out of this now that all eyes were on him, “Well, we almost did but Hugo interrupted us” he whispered as if it was a secret no one was meant to know which seemed to have every adult in the room laughing at the poor boys teenage dilemmas and it was this moment the family knew they were back in one safe piece, together again.

#Dream Daddy #DDADDS #Damien Bloodmarch #Robert Small #Damien x Robert #SmallMarch #Lovers #Lucien Bloodmarch #Cult Ending

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Inuyasha Characters As Roomates

In honor of yashahime’s release i’ve decided to post this for no real reason.Can you tell who my bias is lmao. Lmk if I should do a Part 2 with the people I missed. Also I apologize I haven’t updated in like a year I have a post addressing this coming up soon. Thank you for your continued support despite the fact that I’ve been updating infrequently, I really appreciate it. Without further ado:

Warnings: Some swear words oop

Word Count: 1632

Inuyasha

You want Inuyasha as your roommate???Chile anyways...

No but fr tho in general Inuyasha isn’t an awful roommate, he pays his bills on time(ususally), doesn’t make too big of a mess but that’s just because he owns like 3 things and 2 outfits.

No, the real problem with Inuyasha is that he is LOUD

You walk outside to throw the trash away and he’s in his room screaming about a video game or something and the WHOLE neighborhood can hear him. 

People pokin they head out in concern and everything

Another time he was watching a horror movie and you guess the characters did something stupid because you hear a scream from the character and then Inuyasha screaming “WHAT THE FUCK, WHY WOULD YOU GO THAT WAY DUMBASS! THAT’S WHY YOU’RE DEAD NOW!”

Shit woke you up out of your sleep

After that incident you knew you’d have to ask him to be a bit more considerate of your eardrums.

So, you ask him to quiet down and he pouts like a child and huffs and puffs.

He does quiet down tho...for about 2 minutes until he stubs his toe on the end of the couch

God bless you and your patience but god bless his girlfriend Kagome

She’s a saint

If it were up to Inuyasha your groceries would consist of a cabinet of ramen like the man has the budget for ramen and paying his share of he bills why would he spend money on things like fruit???

This is where Kagome comes in, she comes by pretty regularly and she brings food or groceries because she of all people knows how terrible Inuyasha’s shopping habits are.

Bless her soul truly and every time she does this you thank her lmaoo

Inuyasha eventually does move out with Kagome but he does apologize for being loud before he leaves, you aren’t sure if he did that on his own or if Kagome made him do that

Kagome

She’s so sweet

Fair share of chores, groceries, she cooks for yall sometimes, truly a saint

Only 2 problems:

Ms. Girl has no moneyyy

Poor Kagome, she always tries to pay her bills on time but between trying to feed Inuyasha, helping out her family, and school the paycheck only spreads so thin(She does eventually quit school to start working more but)

Nothing wrong with this but you do end up having to cover for her sometimes.

She of course thank you and you don’t usually mind and your routine was functional for you two, until you meet problem number 2 

The loudest mf on the planet Earth, her boyfriend, Inuyasha

One day you’re in he kitchen grabbing something to eat and you hear pounding on the door like the police showed up.

You proceed cautiously because...what the fuck and you almost reach the door before you hear 

“I’ll get it!”

You’ve never seen Kagome run faster

She opens the door and you see this 5′5 mf who was banging on the door like he paid the bills

Inuyasha just has rbf but you don't know that so you think he’s making faces at you

Immediately you have a problem with him

“Hey Kagome, who’s this?”

She looks between you two before immediately rushing to introduce you to each other

“Oh, I forgot my purse be right back guys.”, Kagome left not knowing that yall were about 2 seconds from fighting

You didn’t like Inuyasha for banging on the door and glaring and he didn’t like you for glaring at him

After that you just avoided talking to inuyasha for the sake of keeping the peace

When he came over you exited stage left 

Eventually Kagome does move out with Inuyasha and she asks why you and Iuyasha had never spoken to each other

“Are you kidding me the first day we met he was already glaring at me?!”

“Ohhh, that’s just his face, he’s really sweet promise :D”

You doubted that

You liked Kagome as a roommate but you were glad she was moving out so you could find someone who could pay the bills on time.

Sango

She a baddie ngl

Aside from that, Sango is the perfect roommate

However, I hope you aren’t allergic to cats or Miroku because they’re pretty much a package deal

Also hopefully you don’t hate children because she does have Kohaku to worry about

But she makes pretty good money at her job so expenses aren’t a issue

She also isn’t home too often between her job, taking care of Kohaku and Kirara, and her relationship

She ends up spending more and more time at Miroku’s place anyways

Sango finally moves in with Miroku when she gets pregnant, yall still keep in touch tho because you’ve become good friends

And thus you say goodbye to the best roommate to ever grace this Earth lmao

Miroku

Miroku is the shortest lasting roommate on this list

Mans is a little creeper pervert and that shit gets annoying after a while

You’ll be walking out the shower and Miroku’s standing there like “hey lil mama lemme whisper in ya ear”

Needless to say you smacked the taste outta his mouth and he stopped with that real quick

He stops but you’re surprised when you see Sango come over 

Your hand starts itching with the urge to slap him again...

You meet Sango and what she sees in him is... baffling, scientists to this day still don’t understand 

Baby girl, you’re Sango do better, self love

Anyways, Miroku moves out eventually and he takes his nasty ass ways with him

Later you find out that Sango moved in with him and sje’s gon have a baby by him

But you know that’s none of your business 

Koga

If you thought Inuyasha was loud...

Inuyasha doesn’t have any friends, Koga has a wolf pack...

Parties all the time good luck homie

If you were tryna study, sleep, do work, etc. best wishes lmao

You come home and mans got 2 random people over like how ya doin   O-O

“Hello”

“Where’s Koga?”

They point to the kitchen and you head here ready to just “talk” with Koga

He turns around and gives you the cutest smile known to man and you immediately lose your will to argue

Can’t argue with a man that beautiful sorry...

Anyways besides being loud af, Koga is HYPER

Mans is up at 5 am knocking on your door like “hey you wanna jog to the gym”

“No Koga, goodnight”

‘No problem, it’s the morning btw!”

He’s actually a decent roommate and he moves into a bigger house with his friends and calls it the ‘pack house’

He actually invites you to come move in w him and his buddies 

You tell him you’ll think about it

Sesshomaru

The king of “I’m better than you”

He has his life so well together and you’ve gotta give him props

Mans is basically Caspar the Friendly Ghost of roommates 

Does he actually live here? the lights stay on and his name is on the deed so... I guess

Seriously tho, Sesshomaru doesn’t need a roommate but he does need someone to mind Rin

You might ask, what about Jaken, Jaken is busy (following Sesshomaru) or so he claims

Sesshomaru isn’t too bad honestly he covers the majority of the expenses in exchange for you watching Rin and feeding Ah-Un

So you’re basically Rin’s stay at home nanny

But you don’t mind because she is a SWEETHEART

Ah-Un isn’t too bad, just feed 2 lizards

(Although depending on who you are feeding them bugs might be your worst nightmare)

Jaken and you buttheads all the time, it’s almost comical

The times you interact with him mainly consist of you telling him to leave Rin alone or him telling you something Sesshomaru said

Speaking of Sesshomaru you don’t see him often and the only times you hear from him are in the form of notes he leaves around the house to the degree of ‘I fed Ah-Un this morning’ or ‘Make sure Rin takes her vitamins’ 

The other times you “hear” from him are when Jaken comes by saying things like ‘Lord Sesshomaru has requested that you prepare Rin to go out’

And for a while you were like who tf does he think he is because like yea he pays most of the rent but like he isn’t paying you for this so why does he think he can order you around indirectly

The first time you see Sesshomaru, it’s late and Rin’s been asleep for hours.

You walked into the kitchen and didn’t bother with turning the lights on but then you heard the smallest shuffle and a groan

And the moonlight comes through the window at the perfect angle and it reflects so beautifully off his silver hair

He turs some and you see his face and immediately take back all the times you’ve cussed him out mentally

And the you realize you’re in your pajamas staring at this man you’ve never met before that’s sleeping on the couch. For all you know he could be some random guy who broke in

He looks so peaceful that you loathe to disturb it but you poke at him w a stick and he groans out something to the tune of “Go away Jaken”

“I’m not Jaken”

He immediately sat up and stared at you like he was trying to figure out who you were in his head for a moment 

“Don’t you want to sleep in your room?” you asked him. He stood up and begun to walk towards his room in response 

You just watched him walk away but before he turned the corner into the hallway you swear you heard him say “You should get some sleep too.”

#inuyasha imagines #inuyasha imagine #and they were roommates #sango #miroku #sesshomaru #koga #koga inuyasha #kagome #inuyasha