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squiretilde · 8 months
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Love my cat. Especially when he fucking WALKS DIRECTLY ONTO MY TITS WITH HIS CLAWS OUT AND I FUCKING SCREAM AN UNHOLY SCREAM THAT EVEN THE HEAVENS COULD NOT ESCAPE. Then he gets off, turns around, lays down, then looks at me and says "mrrow?"
Of course i forgive you, you cute, smelly little bastard. Mommy does not mind your transgressions, little one.
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talkbycolor · 4 months
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john doe game headcanons . . . ↷
A/N; i'm actually really sensitive about john doe JHSAJHSAJAS
Pairing; "John Doe" x GN!Reader
CW; Just doe being the weirdo we love / PISSPISSPISS / implied cannibalism? not so much tho / ew stinky gay / sex with a hairball
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john doe as a partner.
His love for you is pure, but the lack of understanding in humans makes it complicated, he doesn't know how to express it in a "correct" way.
He has little interest in humans but all his interest in You, do you want to learn to play an instrument? Doe too, he would learn to use a phone to call you although it would be useless since in the end he would follow you to work, he can't stand having you away for even a second!
He tried to eat you (unfortunately not in a sexual way), he wanted to bite, pull your teeth, and tear them out of your cheeks to eat them, you had to use a lot of patience to explain to him that this was painful and you could die
He likes your fluids, your sweat smells so good, it tastes great, your tears, he knows that tears mean something is wrong but he can't help but want to lick them, at least he's like a puppy in that way and that will make you laugh, Doe wants to help! your urine, he will drink it all without a problem, if you are both having a loving session in bed and you want to go to the bathroom, forget it, he will open your legs and help empty your bladder, he loved being your personal toilet, your blood is the sweetest of his paradise, be careful with accidental cuts or his mouth will stick like a leech to your wound
Ideas for romantic activities will probably come from television, be careful what he watches
At this point, Doe lives by and for you, he will adapt to your lifestyle and tastes, although he cannot understand most of them, the idea of "breaking up" does not exist in his head, you can walk away, even stop talking to him and he will continue behind you
But he has feelings, why don't you talk to him anymore? Did he do something wrong? He no longer leaves rats in the kitchen, he no longer tries to make You dinners with raw meat, is that the way he looks? Tell him your standards! Doe will change everything for you, even reality
He can definitely purr, he's more like an old, ugly, stray cat that will rest on your lap, but he's YOUR, old, ugly, stray cat.
He doesn't know how to give compliments, it's more like observations or comments about how you make him feel "You're wearing a big hat!" "A red dress!", "I'm so happy to see you!" but it's adorable that he reminds you that you are his whole life…somehow
It's like having a child at home, in the strangest way possible, he will try to make horrible crafts for you and help with housework without much success.
If you demand sex, Doe would probably do his best to make a nice cock, just for you, or a pussy depending on what you like, he will be submissive but if you ask him to take control he will try
And that will probably be the messiest and hardest sex you've ever had in your life, Doe always adores you like it's your last day on earth so in a sexual sphere it would be ten times worse
If you put on a movie at night, he will fall asleep halfway through, no exceptions, the sound of the television and your smell will be enough
Doe would definitely kill for you, he doesn't understand jokes so please don't say "Ugh I hate that guy, I hope he's dead" because yes, the guy will be dead.
In case You doesn't like the smelly boy, Doe will try to take showers regularly, at least to not smell like something out of the sewer, the pain doesn't matter if it's about you
Loves physical contact and quality time
Surprisingly, Doe has a driver's license, he would be your personal chauffeur, you may think it's an adorable gesture but he just wants to be sure where you are at every hour of the day… and help, of course.
Aside from adoring you, Doe actually has his own tastes and hobbies, he HAS feelings! He has tried knitting since the technology is very confusing, he really is like an old man
He tries to have a good relationship with your friends and family, if you have a big family he will probably feel overwhelmed but that doesn't mean he will stop trying to show that he loves you and wants to be with you.
Your younger nephews love it, they think of Doe as a weird-looking uncle who lets them play with his hair
Doe shirt always has hearts when he looks at You.
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ghostboneswrites2 · 18 days
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Lots of love if you write this, and lots of love if you don’t!
Could you do a Daryl x reader where at first he doesn’t like her, and she tries to get to know why hes so mean to her? Maybe he yells at her and then some comfort after?
Note: this is a cute idea! I might write a different version of this one later <3 not sure how I feel about it. This ended up a lot more angst and has a lot more of an argument than I originally intended tbh
Another note: I usually write in past tense but this one has both past and present tense. It’s lightly proofread but I apologize if I missed any errors in past vs present tense!
Summary: Every since he first saw you he’s seemingly had it out for you. All that frustration comes to a head when you have to go rescue him from the side of the road.
18+ MDNI || WARNINGS: Daryl bring a Dickson, profanity, TWD typical non graphic violence, guns
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        Daryl stepped into the RV for a gun, shaking his head with annoyance at the sight of your failure. Well, multiple failures. See, you started with a standard Glock, but the recoil spring in that one was too hard to set in place. Then, you switched to the Beretta, where you found your current firing pin spring issue. 
        Daryl stared down at all the bits and pieces sprawled on the table in front of you. 
        “Y’gon’ take every damn gun apart ‘til we ain’t got none when we need ‘em?” He complained. You glared. 
        “Well, excuse me if taking apart guns to clean them wasn’t my hobby of choice before shit hit the fan.” You shot back. 
        That day was the beginning of a long standing feud between the two of you. A feud that was frankly one sided. You never had a problem with the smelly hunter. In fact, you often made meager attempts at impressing him or even going as far as to be friendly. Unfortunately, you were always met with rude snark and bitterness. 
        One time, at the CDC, you had a little too much wine with dinner. You were stumbling through the hall, attempting to find the room you had previously claimed, when you had the misfortune of walking right into Daryl. 
        “Oh! I’m sorry.” You giggled. 
        “Damn it.” He grumbled with an annoyed sigh. “Can’t ya watch where the hell you’re goin’?”
        “I’m sorry, really—“ You tried to apologize again but he had no intentions of hearing it.
        “Don’t drink if ya can’t handle yourself.” He snapped. “Got the dead roamin’ the damn earth and you get shit-faced the first damn chance ya get!”
        In your drunken, emotional state, you sniffled and cried quietly to yourself that night. Why was he always so damn mean? You missed your friends and family so much, and you couldn’t even bare to think about your cat.
        When Sophia got lost everything was worse. You’d offer to help with the search and you’d always hear the same response; “I already got one little kid to look for. I don’t need two.” 
        You also tried to console him when Sophia’s body came staggering out of that barn. 
        “You’re a great tracker, Daryl. We were all just too late.” You’d say. 
        “Ain’t no we! You didn’t do shit but stay back and twiddle your fuckin’ thumbs! Get on somewhere. I don’t need your caudlin’.”
        When the farm fell, he’d always snap at you for lagging behind the group when you were on the move. You couldn’t help it. You were so tired and hungry.  
        “Keep up, damn it. Can’t afford to keep slowin’ down!” 
        When you were all clearing the prison, he wouldn’t even let you shoot. 
        “Jus’ stay back and hit the fence. Distract ‘em. You can’t shoot for shit.” 
        Since then, you reasoned to just avoid him. You’d never met anyone who could make you feel so bad about yourself. You decided to stop asking yourself why he hated you. You weren’t going to try and change it anymore. You were just going to exist the best you could, as far away from him as the prison yard would allow. 
          Which brings us to now. Inventory is your main task at the prison. Some people make it hard. Carl never checks out his weapons, nor does Daryl. But with Carl losing his mom and Daryl being such an ass, you never say anything. You just make notes on the weapons they’re most likely to take without telling you. 
        Beth sometimes grabs formula without letting you know, but taking care of a baby is hard work for a teenage girl to be doing full time. You have no intentions of nagging her. So, as usual, you just check your inventory every day and report to Rick or Hershel, usually the latter. 
        When your inventory is done for the afternoon, you decide to find Carol and help her with laundry. Maggie is on the tower today with Glenn, so she’s all by herself out there scrubbing everyone’s smelly clothes. 
        “Hey. Need some help?” You ask her, pressing your lips into a thin smile. She returns the same expression and nods. 
        “Please? For such a small group we sure go through a lot of clothes.”
        “No problem.” You say as you get down on your knees and begin scrubbing and ringing out a pair of jeans. “Jeez. These really stink.” You mumble. Carol giggles. 
        “Daryl.” She sighs. 
        “Does he ever shower?” 
        “I mean.. never would be a strong word. Rarely, though, that might be the accurate description.” She jokes. You chuckle.
        “Hey, (Y/N)?” Rick asks as he approaches you. You look up from Daryl’s stained jeans. “Could you take a car out to the main road? Daryl’s broken down out there. He can’t carry all those supplies back.” 
        “Me?” You raise your eyebrows, tossing a quick glance to Carol. If anyone is accustomed to your strained relationship with the archer, it’s her. Daryl would often complain about you to her, and she’d just as often give you a reassuring pat on the shoulder when she’d notice his harsh treatment. 
        “Well, yeah, if ya don’t mind.” Rick nods. He is a little more oblivious to how rude Daryl can be toward you, but he isn’t  blind to the visible tension the two of you share. He just assumes it was never that serious. 
        “Um.. Sure.” You shrug. A pit in your stomach is already festering, growing bigger as it feeds on your anxiety. You had been very successful at avoiding Daryl since you’d been at the prison. The only solace you find is in the fact that you had grown more confident since you guys found this place. Being in charge of inventory gave you a much needed sense of control. From there, you realized just how much you really did have control over, and soon enough the scared girl you once were had become a productive young woman. Now, you have to put that confidence to the test, facing the man who kind of stole what little faith in yourself you had to begin with. You vow to yourself that today will be the day you stand your ground to Daryl Dixon.
        You brush off your jeans and accept the keys from Rick before making your way to the vehicle parked near the gates. When you start the engine, Carl drags open one gate, then the other, and you head out. You notice Daryl right away when you make it to the main road. He’s smoking a cigarette, leaned up against the red truck he had taken into town. 
         You can’t help but wonder why he was on a run by himself to begin with. It isn’t like Rick to send anyone off on their own. Then again, knowing Daryl, it’s not that hard to figure out why he might be a solo kind of guy. 
        You pull the car up beside the truck. He glances up at the vehicle but immediately looks back down at the ground when he realizes it’s you. He makes sure to seem indifferent. 
        Instead of letting his lack of a greeting (or gratitude) phase you, you just step out of the driver’s seat and pop the trunk open before approaching the bed of the truck and beginning to transfer all of his loot into the car. When the trunk fills up, you resort to packing the back seat. 
        By the time Daryl finishes his cigarette, he notices there are a few more items still in the truck. He huffs and impatiently grabs the three items, shoving them in the back seat and slamming the door shut, mumbling something about you taking your sweet time. 
        “What was that?” You speak up before sitting back down in the driver’s seat. 
        “Move over. I’m drivin’.”
        “That’s not what you said, first of all. And no. I drove here just fine, I can drive back.” You roll your eyes. 
        “Quit bein’ difficult damn it! I’m tired. Been workin’ all day out there riskin’ my neck.” He snaps. 
        “I’ve been working too.” You shrug, sitting down and starting the engine. 
        “Scribblin’ on a clipboard ain’t nothin’ like what I do.” He argues, still standing by the driver side, waiting for you to give in and let him drive. You won’t, though. You won’t cave in and bow to him like a puppy with its tail between its legs like you used to. He lost the privilege of your kindness — or maybe cowardice — a while ago. 
        “Actually, I woke up and spent two hours on the fence impaling skulls, then I helped Hershel hoe the ground for spring crops before I scrubbed the common area of the cell block on my hands and knees. Then I did inventory, then I washed your smelly ass jeans. So, no, I don’t just scribble on a clip board.” You correct him. “And, while we’re on that subject, you’re supposed to check out your fucking weapons. Would make the scribbling part a lot easier for me.” 
        He clenches his jaw and his fists at your insubordination. 
        “I don’t know when you grew a smart ass mouth but I ain’t got time for it so quit your bitchin’ and move outta my seat.” He demands. 
        “Or you could stop wasting time and just get in the passenger seat.” You roll your eyes. 
        “God, do you ever stop bein’ such a damn burden?!” He shouts. You run your tongue over your teeth and nod. 
        “Burden?” You repeat. 
         “Yeah. A burden.” He drawls. “As in, makin’ shit harder for everyone around you.” 
        “Hmm.” You hum thoughtfully. “Okay.” 
        With that simple response, you shut off the engine, toss the keys on the ground beside him, and stand up. With your knife in your belt for protection, you start walking toward the woods. You realize that he is absolutely unbearable. You won’t subject yourself to even a five minute car ride with him. 
        “Where the hell are you goin’?!” He calls out after you. You ignore him. “C’mon, (Y/N), get in the damn car!” 
        By this point you’re blending into the trees and he’s losing sight of you. He groans and slams the car door shut, snatching the keys off the asphalt before he marches off after you. He swears when he gets his hands on you, he’s dragging you back by your ankles and cramming you in the trunk with the rest of the shit he looted today.
        “(Y/N)!” He shouts. You sigh. 
        “Fuck off! You wanted to drive so bad, be my guest! Whole car to yourself!” You call back. 
        “Quit bein’ so damn—“
        You whip around, eyes blaring with fury. 
        “So what? Burdensome? Annoying? Stupid?” You cut him off, recalling some of the insults he had bestowed upon you in the past. “I’m so fucking sick of you! All I ever did was try to be nice to you! And all you ever gave me in return was cruelty!”
         You’re shaking now. He’s stopped a few feet away from you, silent as you unleash your pent up frustrations on him. 
        “You know,” you begin, not as loud and shrilled as before. “I didn’t even want to come help you. Because I knew it would be like this. I only came because I was asked to. So you wouldn’t have to try to carry shit back to the prison and go through more trouble. I didn’t talk to you, I didn’t try to be friendly or otherwise vexing. Yet, somehow, that wasn’t good enough. If my presence alone makes you so miserable, then I’ll walk.” 
        With that, you turn around and start storming back toward the prison. 
        “(Y/N)—“ He tries to protest but it just triggers another wave of anger. 
        “What?!” You throw your hands up. “What did I ever do to you?! Just leave me alone!” You shout, turning back to him. “Why do you hate me?!” 
        “I don’t hate you!” He fires back. 
        You scoff and cross your arms. “Sure seems like it.” 
        “Well if ya would just listen to me I wouldn’t get so mad!” 
        “I’m not your fucking dog, Dixon! I shouldn’t have to listen to you for you to treat me like a human being.” 
        “Treat you like what?” He scoffs. “All I ever did was try and look out for ya! Ya can’t do anything right! How the hell am I supposed to keep ya safe if ya can’t follow a simple fuckin’ direction?”
        “Look out for me? How? By making me feel like shit about myself? Reminding me every chance you get how much you just can’t fucking stand me? You don’t treat anyone else like that. Nobody.” Your eyes are watering now. The rage is slowly wearing down into what it really is at its core: hurt. He hurt you time and time again and you always tried to make it right, even when you had done nothing wrong. Shit, (Y/N), get it together. Don’t let him see you like this. 
        “Well why the hell are ya so worried ‘bout what I think?” He asks. 
        “I don’t know!” You snap, turning away from him again. You hug yourself and sniffle. “Just leave me alone.” You beg quietly. “Go drive yourself back. I’d rather walk.” 
        He stands there silently, mouth opening and closing like he has words to say but can’t find them in his sea of thoughts. He doesn’t want to make you cry. He doesn’t even know why you piss him off so much. He does know that seeing you there, hugging yourself as your shoulders rise and fall with silent whimpers makes him feel like shit. He steps toward you slowly, reaching out to place a hand on your shoulder. You flinch at his touch and he retracts his arm. 
        “I don’t hate ya.” He finally speaks. When you don’t respond he realizes he has to continue. “I just don’t want ya gettin’ hurt.”
        “Yeah, right.” You mumble. “All you do is hurt me.”
        He swallows a dry lump. Is that true? 
        “I don’t mean to.” He insists. “I just.. Ya don’t belong in this world. You’re nice. Ya ain’t violent, you’re pret—“ He stops. Your ears perk up. Was he about to call you pretty?
         “What I’m tryin’ to say is… Ever since I first saw ya I knew ya had to be looked after — kept safe. Ya ain’t like most people. I’d feel too bad if ya… If ya got hurt.” He admits softly. You turn your head a little, peeking behind you to try and catch a glimpse of him. 
        His hand finds your shoulder again and this time you don’t shrug him away. You sniffle and wipe your eye clean of tears. 
        “So you’re mean to me to protect me?” You summarize. He realizes how stupid that must sound. 
        “I just get frustrated when I see how vulnerable ya are. Can’t clean a gun and put it back together, can’t aim to save your life, can’t—“
        “Couldn’t.” You correct him. “I couldn’t do those things, but I’ve learned how. You just haven’t been around to see it. Or encourage it.” 
        He nods. “‘M sorry.” He mumbles. “Maybe you could, uh, show me sometime.” 
        “Show you what?” You turn back to him. 
        “Dunno.” He shrugs. It’s a lot harder for him to speak freely when you’re actually looking at him. “What ya can do.”
         “Oh.” You nod. “Maybe you could stop being such an asshole.” You suggest. 
        He smirks a little. 
        “I can try.”
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vampirevatican · 1 month
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Looking at saved photos of him...
pairing: om! brothers x reader
summary: the bros find you reacting to something on your phone. a huge smile, blushing, covering your mouth, or muttering things to yourself. they would've never guessed you were looking at them
note: whenever i see my fave boys, especially mammon, i think about how they'd react so i made this
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Lucifer
remember. he is pride personified.
sure it's not an arrogant pride, more so stubborness
but!! in this case? oh yeah he knows he's hot shit and he couldn't be happier
funniest part is that the mfer usually has a smug and calm look on his face so when he's thinking about how you were just grinning over photos of him it doesn't really show to others
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Mammon
he's boasting...
instantly in the HoL group chat he's going on and on about how he's better
how you ramble on and on over just looking at photos of him
he WILL NOT stfu about it... unless one of his stronger brothers makes him (lucifer or satan specifically)
would start sending you pictures of him at modeling jobs
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Leviathan
oh he's flustered and confused
how could you blush over a smelly, bastard, gross otaku like him
and then he hears how sweetly you talk about him and he just gets more flustered and embarrassed
going over some of the pictures with him? maybe you'll build his confidence a bit
although im certain he'd still be fumbling his words and in awe at how you see him and love him
he's going to cherish this for a long time
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Satan
he is his father's daughter son.
by that i mean to say that he's prideful about it but he's not focused on him and it being a natural fact like luci
and it's not bc out of all his brothers you're reacting like this about him like mamo or levi
nah this is him being better than lucifer. this is about you seeing him for him. this is about loving him from cute cat pics, rage and handsome
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Asmodeus
it's worse than lucifer... mainly because he lives and breathes the reality that he is the most gorgeous thing in all the three realms
would constantly tease you over it
anytime you simply glance at him? "take a picture, darling. it'll last longer." (affectionate)
and me? personally? i'd wanna wipe the smirk off of his face
but for the folks who are in love with him?? you take multiple pictures instantly which he poses for ofc
you now receive every selfie he takes before he posts it on devilgram
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Beelzebub
doesn't think much of it but is very happy about it
seeing you happy makes him happy, he's simple like that
at the same time he is very emotional intuitive, so he knows that when you swoon over the pictures it's more too it than his looks
hell the photos and your muttered words say it too, and he actually holds onto how sweet it all is
really makes his day that he's more than just brawn or someone who eats a lot to you...
he feels warm inside when you say he's your baby
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Belphgor
he can look like he doesn't care, he can sound like it
but know for sure he's teasing you
and that teasing is the only way he can actually tell you he wants you to look at him more
being the baby, the seventh, and the least active/present brother he demands and needs the attention
might be sweet and smile at you more when you lock eyes, or just when he sees you... maybe even smiles in his sleep when hearing your voice or sensing your presence
i feel like he'd tease you if he catches you staring at him one day by saying "take a picture it'll last longer" (derogatory)
but please take pictures of him, he appreciates the attention
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mrclairdycat · 1 year
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HUMAN THINGS THAT WOULD SHOCK/CONFUSE WALLY DARLING: A THREAD.
Slight gore warning, I think?
People waxing and plucking their hair.
Nail art. He would love it.
Tumblr. If you gave him tumblr he would end up scrolling all day to see art, and spam post his own. I'm sure he would also feel obliged to comment under every post to compliment the art, he's such a nice little fella
Organs. He would find them silly and interesting. You would show him pictures of organs and he would ask things like:"do you have different colored organs? Can I see yours?"
The fact that we have to go to the bathroom? Imagine being like: "Yeah whenever we consume things we need to make it go out of our bodies aswell." He would be like: "... Neat." He would then play by flushing the toilet numerous times, he would find it fun. He probably would end up clogging it up because he tries to see how many things it can flush.
Human teeth.
Iphones. He would like it since the logo is an apple. He wouldn't play with the phone he would just add it to his collection of apple things.
Videogames? He thinks that the character in the screen is real and he's controlling them. You explain how they don't exist. "How can you be sure about that?" he asks, "cause we make them, they're just codes." "But how can you be sure they just dont know they're alive since they can't tell you?" he asks again: you start rethinking the many times you tortured characters in The Sims.
Pokemon. He would think the creatures are real too. He would lose his shit to Applin. He would ask: "Can I have him?" and you'll buy him the plushie and say they don't live here cause you don't have the heart to tell him it doesn't exist.
Certain animals?? He would be confused on why don't they speak. He sees them as people, he would be like "Why did you lick me? That's weird," to a dog... and then lick him back cause he thinks its a human world thing. You say:"thats just how he communicates affection, " and he would start licking people too to show his affection in this language.
Emojis. If he started messaging he would spam emojis. Probably thinks audio messages are like calls, and you're left with a spam of audio messages that are like: "Hello? Hellooo? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Digital art. He would look in awe. "I have unlimited colors? That's fun."
Sensory videos. He would be like an ipad kid. His face is on the screen watching the videos all day. ShApeS anD CoLoRs.
Sensory toys. He would love them aswell.
Deodorant. "We spray this on our armpits," you say. "Why?" he asks. "Because we sweat and produce smelly liquids," you reply. "... Ew."
Showers. He would be like a cat, he would hate showers at first. He doesn't understand why you would want to be wet. You would then randomly find him standing in the shower with an intense fixiated look on his face as the warm/hot water pours down on him. He likes the feeling.
Speaking about warmness, he would absolutely love how warm humans are. He would just randomly hug you cause he likes how warm and comforting it feels. Probably would like sleeping with you aswell and cuddle.
Human movies and tv shows. He would think those are things happening for real. You explain that it's like theatre. "... Wow, your theatre is very realistic," he says.
Wars. He would be so confused. "Why would you hurt your neighbours? That's bad, just discuss things pacifically." Probably would make him sad. He wants everyone to be friends and an happy community.
Meat. I'm pretty sure in Welcome Home they only eat fruits and vegetables? Idk. He would ask:"Since humans are also animals, do you eat eachoth-" "No. That's illegal," you reply. "... What's an illegal?" he asks. "It's a rule: humans are prohibited from eating each other," you respond. "... Since I'm not a human can I eat one-" "NO."
People making out. He would stare at them. He finds it gross but interesting, he doesn't view it as a intimate sexual thing just a weird thing human do.
Certain social rules. Why can't you just say hi to someone and speak to them as if they're your friend? Why is it rude to stare?
An apple factory. Like the fruit. So... many... apples. He would be sad some apples get thrown away and tries to 'save' them.
Blood. You would try to explain it, he understands it as just red water circuling inside your body. He would play with blood or finger paint with it and won't understand why that is an horrifying image.
Spotify. Unlimited music?? You can save your favourites to listen to them whenever you want? Wow.
Pollution. He would go crazy and blow up. WHY WOULD YOU HARM AND LITTER YOUR HOME?? AAAARGH!!
Homeless people. You're telling me there are people who don't have a home? Everyone needs a home! Why don't they give them a home?!
Preschool. A place where you spend your entire day fingerpainting, reading books, making stuff and dancing? All of the things he loves the most. He would infiltrate into one, the teacher would probably call the police, he would get asked questions. He just wanted to have fun too....
Discovering that in grammar saying "the most" without anything else is just incorrect and doesn't make sense. He doesn't like being corrected about it. It's his thing. Don't correct him.
Cuss words. He would be shocked at how many cuss words he hears daily: watch your profanity.
Space?? People being on planets?? His mind would blow up.
Birth. You... make humans?? You create yourself? What do you mean they grow inside of you? How? Does it just randomly happen? You would rather die than teach him about sex. You say that you were kidding and a stork brings the babies for those who want one, it's their job. "Ohhh, that makes more sense," he says. Then he sees a cat or dog giving birth and just implodes.
Therapists. He would like them cause they would be the closest thing to his neighbours. He doesn't understand, however, why they demand to get paid for being friendly.
History. You're telling me there was a time when your kind didn't exist? And you know that because of just... history? How? What??
Earrings. To him it just looks like you're stabbing yourself.
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nekoashiii · 1 year
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I loved your Genshin in your house one and I've got a few random ideas I want your opinion on (and u can write if you want, I ain't stopping);
1. Introducing everyone to the world. Like "no, this world has no Mora." "WHAT." And trying to figure out how to explain the currency, cuz you can't just randomly explain how Credit card works, you need to also explain how the digital world works!
2. Showers. I reckon there are in Genshin. At least not like the ones in our world. Electro would be the worst to like shower cuz water + electricity ≠....
3. Explaining governments. Like they believe you're the great creator and God, but you're there like ".... I have no power cuz these guys *points at government* do. AND DON'T ASSASSINATE THEM. BAD."
4. How are you supposed to explain to your landlord... How they all fitting in a small apparement.... It'd be concerned about that rather my drugs..
5. "No, you can't go out wearing stuff like that. You're gonna be a cosplayer than, Nothing is wrong with that but wearing it everyday is smelly and weird to other people. And also, bringing a sword or whatever anywhere, is practically illegal." "But why? It's defense." "Because my government said so. I also have no idea why you would anyways."
7. *Looking at the drama between our cat/dog/whatever animal and the animal characteristics characters* .... What.
8. Paying for food is hell. Unless they decide to get jobs.. Hopefully not college tho...
9. The kids going to elementary school, confused.. I've been there but poor Qiqi in a american school :(( (I mean like the fact the teachers dislike students who easily forget.)
10. Oh god the living expenses too- Like couches, beds, blankets, etc. THEY SHOULD'VE BROUGHT SOME THINGS WITH THEM.
Thank you for listening to my rant.
THE THIRD ONE IS SO CANON 😭😭
THEY WOULD BE MAD MAD WHEN THEY HEARD ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT
Tbh for the 10th one, they weren't planning to like stay in that world, they literally have duties to do back there
The original plan was for them to convince you and drag you to the teyvat
Honestly I don't know if you should be happy or sad when you have a cat/dog as a pet
Gorou is not getting along with that, ...mindless thing... (as he likes to call it) sorry
The cat hissing while gorou is growling,
Even if the cat hisses at tighnari he would growl back at the little rascal
Childe REFUSES to leave his weapons behind. Same goes with Xiao, they are glued to their weapons
zhongli and Tsaritsa had to scold them about this
Also it's for the best to not send them to school so teach them yourself.
Literally just buy another laptop and play math videos made for kids, both ways work.
But Ah I love these headcanons 💀
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the-demonus-aunt · 1 year
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If mc started to have a nosebleed how would the brothers react (and dateables)
I love this one, it's random and chaotic xD
Belphie
It's the smell that wakes him
He opens his sleepy eyes as copper lingers all around him
His first reaction is one he's ashamed of later: Excitement. It's been too long since he's smelt something so delicious
His second reaction is fear, gripping his insides and tossing them around when he realises that it was you he fell asleep next to
When he sees you awkwardly pressing a tissue to your face, but otherwise okay, relief mixes with confusion
Once you explain the situation to him, he'll take care of you, but he WILL laugh and tease
"Little human, oh so fragile, aren't you?"
Beel
Utter shock spread across his face. Why? Because he really didn't mean to push you against the kitchen door frame face first
He was on a hunt for food, blinkers on and only one thought on his mind: hunger
Well, he forgot about yesterday's burger in the fridge now
Instead he holds a tissue to your nose, as careful as he can, and gives you some affectionate little pecks on the cheek
Who knew the giant could be so gentle
"I'm so sorry, MC. I'll make it up to you! Do you want some of my chocolate pudding?"
Asmo
Ew. Don't get any blood on his white satin scarf??
Don't worry, he'll get over himself and help you
He'll make face about it but he's already getting you a towel
Ok but why is he kinda into it? Teary eyes, metallic taste, little moans
He'll pat your head and make sure to fix your make up and clothes if they got dirty
"Oh honey, don't worry. You're still so cute, even with blood all over your face!"
Satan
He read about that!!
Yes, he gets a bit too excited about it
Can you blame him, though? You're bleeding...out of your nose! Do you not realise how weird that is?
When he realises you don't really find the situation funny, he immediately pulls himself together and is there for you
"So how can I help? More tissues? Sure! Might these cat pics comfort you?"
Levi
Oi!! What got you so horny so suddenly??
There's no use in explaining to him that that's not what nosebleeds mean after all
It couldn't have been him, could it?
...could it have been?
This seems easier in anime
He'll give you a tissue, but he'll blush way too hard
"Let's...let's just go back to playing games, 'mkay?"
Mammon
Human?! Are you dying?!
Oh man, he's freaking out
You're bleeding, you're his human and you're losing life juice!
It takes some effort to calm him down, but eventually, he learns to deal
Gives you a smelly old t-shirt to bleed onto tbh
Takes you on a gambling night out when you're okay again, bc you both deserve some fun now
"...we could prolly sell that shirt for a buncha money now, ya know?"
Lucifer
No listen. He loves you.
But he scoffs and turns his gaze back to his paperwork
He knows nose bleeds happen to humans. They're rarely dangerous. So what?
Well, you're kinda butthurt he didn't even ask if you're okay and you're showing it, too
He realises he could have been more compassionate later and apologises
He'll give you a tender flick on the nose and offer to share some demonus with you
"Do you feel better, love? Let's make you forget. What do you think?"
Diavolo
Frankly, when he smells it, he first thinks you just started your period
But when he turns around and sees what's happening, he doesn't hesitate
He wraps you up in his massive arms, pressing you to his chest without any regard for his white shirt or expensive jacket
This man will show you love and comfort, no matter what
Why? Because you're bleeding and he loves you
"MC, oh no. I'll take care of you!"
Barbatos
He gives you a handkerchief. And another one. And another one. Where does he keep all of them?
He'll clean you right up, too, when you stop bleeding.
He has also already prepared a tea that heals from the inside. When did he do that?
You'll have forgotten about your pain within minutes. How couldn't you?
"How unfortunate. Here, don't mind it. We'll have you fixed in no time."
Solomon
Well, he's human, so he gets it
He lends you a cloth with a weird gel already stuck to it and makes you some hot chocolate as solace
"MC? Where did you go? I made us some hot drinks?"
Simeon
Oh?
MC, are you alright? You seem to have something on your face...
He's never seen anything like it before but he remains calm and curious
He asks about what to do and follows your explanations to the letter
He also tries to search the internet for advice but all the spelling mistakes let the searches go nowhere
"Oh my. What's happening? This is normal, you say? Okay, what do we do?"
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bwabys-scenarios · 19 days
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I love wholesome Kurapika! If he and Darling were to ever get a pet together what kind do you think he'd prefer? Horse, bird, cat, etc
Kurapika is definitely a cat and dog person. He’d probably prefer a cat though, they’re low energy and don’t make too much noise.
When picking out the cat, he’d prefer looking in shelters or even rescuing a stray off the street. It’s more likely for the two of you to randomly adopt a stray that you’ve both been feeding than to proactively go to adopt a cat.
And I hate to inform you if this, but the cat will absolutely love Kurapika more than you. He’s not even at your shared apartment enough for the cat ri like him that much!!
Kurapika is on missions more often than he’s home, so why the hell does the cat adore him so much?! Well, animals adore good Hunters… and you love Kurapika with your whole heart too, so you can’t blame the feline for having a preference that you share.
You find yourself walking into Kurapika’s study when he’s home to see him looking over plans while absentmindedly petting your cat. He’ll scratch under its chin, pet behind its ears and down its back as he crosses out something and scribbles down a phone number or address.
Then your boyfriend is up and kissing your cheek, leaving for a meeting with an informant, leaving both you and the cat to mourn his absence.
If you were to get a dog it would be something big. Kurapika would get it because he’s paranoid about your safety and wants a big scary dog for your security, but the pup ends up being an absolute sweetheart that couldn’t hurt a fly.
Although it’s a large dog, it nearly crushes you both attempting to lounge in your laps, often causing Kurapika to scold it. Though the blonde feels bad when it looks up at him with those puppy eyes… he’s not a good trainer, he’s too soft.
I also think Kurapika would like having a snake or some kind of reptile as a personal pet that he keeps in his room! This entirely depends on you and how comfortable you are with having that in your home though!
He would not like a bird, any kind of rodent, or turtles/tortoises. They’re just too messy, smelly, and/or loud. He especially dislikes hamsters. They’re so cute, but don’t make great pets in his personal opinion.
Overall he’s not really a pet sort of guy, the animal will be your responsibility since he’s gone most of the time, but when he’s around he’ll take over and give it plenty of care and affection. So just know that if you get a pet you’ll be the main caretaker since Kurapika is a very busy guy.
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This scene, so small, always brings me so much joy!!
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Fucker shoos daozhang away. That ungrateful bastard. Probably was saved from the local totally not caused by xue yang zombie infestation more times than he can count.
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Awww, daozhang is bummed out! He was holding out his hand, trusting the kindness of strangers. I love how Xue Yang is basically following him around here, one step behind, watching over him. 
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And he was going away, too! Angry pout and all, but I doubt he’d be so compliant the first time something like this happened. Remember how he treated that cart in the extra flashback? He probably had much more outspoken reactions the first time he (or xxc) were shooed off like smelly street rats. I bet daozhang scolded him for it, and now he’s learned to be less hot-headed. 
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But his “patience” lasts all about three seconds XD  MOtherfucker, you dare treat Xiao Xingchen like that?? He’s MY enemy! Only I get to be mean to him!
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IT’S POTATO STABBIN’ TIME!
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My lovely murder gremlin has learned some neat skills in silent threatening. Can’t be loud, not with daozhang within hearing range. 
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And he calls him BY NAME! If at this point Xiao Xingchen doesn’t recognize him, his voice, his mannerisms, it’s all on him. Or he doesn’t WANT to recognize him because he’s found he’s so happy with this life...
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Here. Have a potato. I stabbed it through, I’m a good hunter, I can provide food for our family, aren’t I good? (Xue Yang’s inner cat shining through) 
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Give HIM the tatoes, motherfucker. 
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Look at him, he’s so happy!! What a reliable husband you found, Xiao Xingchen. What a beautiful person. Always so helpful. 
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Aw, yeah! Just another day of being Evil™ making my enemy the happiest man east of the Yangtze river.
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[Curse of Bad Lucks] - [SKZ!Felix X M!Reader]
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"You were a wonderful experience."
"You were everything."
M/N could only smile bitterly as he turn on his heel, walking away from none other than, Lee YongBok, Felix, who is now, officially, his once upon a time the love of his life. It was finally done. He had finally ended it. It hurts. He could literally feel everything shattering apart. M/N sucked in a deep breath, painfully, as he sat on the bench, looking towards the well lit panaromic view of Jeju.
Felix was just a wonderful experience.
Meanwhile, Felix fell on his knees as he watches M/N walk away from him. M/N had ended things with him and he knew he was in disbelieve. 18 years, 18 fucking years that they had been together, gone, just like that. They were married for god sake and they have a child. A 4 years old little boy that they raised together. How could M/N do this to him? Where had it gone wrong?
M/N was everything.
18 years ago.....
"See that barista? He is hot." Lee YongBok whispered to his close friend, Hwang Hyunjin.
Hwang Hyunjin peeks over his shoulder seeing the (H/C) tall lad. He looked young and Felix was right, he is hot, "he is good looking."
"I'm going to hit on him." Felix made his way to the counter, stopping in front of the (H/C). "Hi!"
"Hi," Felix could feel his breath hitched when M/N looked up and his (E/C) looked into his. M/N is gorgeous, "i...let...let me get my colleague. My korean is still not good."
"Oh no, it's fine. I'm australian so, you can speak english to me."
M/N flashes him a gentle smile, "thank you. How can i help you for the day?"
Felix fished out his phone, "i want to bring you out on a date so, if i could, can i get your number?" He giggles when M/N's eyes widened, evidently taken aback by the sudden confession. "You are really cute and i could get myself a boyfriend anytime soon. Life doesn't seem to get any younger, you know."
"I...Wait...you..." M/N jumbled on his words, "why?"
"What?"
"Why me?" M/N abruptly stopped in the midst of cleaning the counter and walked in front of Felix. It was Felix turn to be taken aback at how different their height difference was. M/N was two feet taller than him. "Why me? I...I'm just a barista. I have sugar in my pockets and coffee stains on my socks. I am cursed with bad lucks. I am poor. I am stupid and worthless and i am very sure that i'll ruin your life. Like i said i'm cursed with bad lucks. I'm cursed so, if you are an angel in disguise, please, run for your life."
"You are so dark and twisty." Felix said, "What if i'm a devil in disguise? Do i still need to run for my life too?"
M/N chuckled, "usually, the conversation stops there and i have no replies for what you've just asked."
"Well since you dont know what would a devil in disguise do, why not give it a try first?" Felix convinced. "I'll bring you out on dates, we can get to know each other. It doesnt have to be expensive or anything. I'm not so high maintenance and it's very easy to make me happy. I appreciate the small little things. You can get me a cup of coffee and i will grin for the entire day, i will....."
"Okay." M/N cut him off, giving him a gentle smile, "My name is F/N M/N and can i make you a cup of coffee? It's on me."
"Okay M/N," Felix said, "My name is Lee YongBok, Felix and i would like to accept your coffee offer."
15 years ago.....
"So, want to tell me how you ended up all soaked and smelly?" Felix grimaced as he turns the water on to fill the tub.
"There was a cat." M/N simply replied as he stripped off his clothes, entering the tub and submerged himself into the water, "a black cat and i should have known better that black cats are almost like a combo to my cursed life."
Felix giggled as he massages M/N's hair with the lavender scented shampoo, "let me guess. You probably saved the cat from a drain and you slipped and fall into it."
"Has this hapened before?"
"Twice." Felix replied. "but, hey. On the bright side, you aren't hurt this time. You came home the last two times with broken arms and legs. This time, you're just, smelly."
M/N couldnt help but, grin so widely that his cheeks start to hurt, "i guess my dark and twisty life is coming to a turn with my very own sunshine by my side. I love you."
"I love you so much more." Felix smiles and pecks M/N on the lips.
10 years ago.....
"I DID IT! WE DID IT!" M/N couldn't contain his excitement as he barged into the house. Felix who was folding their clothes on the couch was taken aback when M/N lounge himself onto him, knocking them off the couch and down to the floor. "I can finally open my own cafe with my very own saving and it's just a block away from here!"
"OMG! LOVE! I am so proud of you!" Felix exclaimed. They were both on the floor, Felix on top of the younger who hugged him tightly as they laid on the ground. "I'm so fucking proud of you!"
Prior to where they were, 7 years ago, M/N had told his boyfriend his life plans and Felix supported him unconditionally. It had been rough for both of them. M/N was almost working 18 hours a day to earn the money he needed and Felix had to focus on the upcoming of Stray Kids. The amount they spent together could be easily counted by fingers. Within a month, they could only meet for a day where M/N finally took the day off and so did Felix. Despite that, they made it through each day for the entire 7 years, promising themselves that once they reached their goal, they will live a life that they desired.
"I'm so happy. Thank you, thank you, thank you Lee YongBok." M/N buried his face into Felix's neck.
Felix smiles and embrace the other tightly, "We did it love. I got something to tell you too. I will be leaving the music industry."
"Wait, what?! You love music, you love your fans, you love STRAY KIDS. Please, you don't have to do it for me." M/N jolted up.
"I do. I do love all of them but, i love you the most. I'm not doing this for you. I am doing this for me. It's time for me to slow down. I'm not getting any younger now and, i want to retire. I want to be the boyfriend who will sit in the cafe and stare at his boyfriend all day long and make sure no one is flirting with him," Felix chuckled, "I will be like those typical managers who pretend to be busy on their phones but in reality I'm just watching as the world goes by."
"Marry me, Lee Yongbok." M/N confessed. "I...I dont have a ring right now but, will you marry me? I will make you the happiest man alive. I will bring breakfast to our bed every morning. I will bring you out on dates. I will be the richest some day soon that we can stay home all day with each other in our cozy apartment. I will give you the..."
M/N was cut off when Felix slammed their lips together and as if the time froze, they kissed passionately not caring the world existed.
"Yes, Yes. I will marry you."
5 years ago.....
"Hi love."
"Sunshine, you're here!" M/N grinned as he puts down the cloth he used to wipe the counter, heading towards Felix with an open arm. Felix jumped into his husband's arms and greeted him with a kiss. "How did your day go?"
"Wonderful." Felix pecks his cheeks and they settled down at the corner of the cafe, reserved specially just for them, "I met Lee Know Hyung and Jisung Hyung. Their baby have grown so big. He's a big boy now. He can put his own pants and put his plate in the sink."
"Awww, that's great." M/N cooed. "So, while we are at the topic, i was wondering if you would want to have a baby with me."
Felix giggled, "oh love. I wish i could bear your children but, we aren't exactly living in a ABO universe."
"I mean with the amount of me breeding into you, we could've get 10 kids now." M/N winked.
"EWWWWW BOSS! The cafe isn't exactly empty!" yelled an employee of his.
"You're suppose to be working, not eavedropping." M/N laughed when he sees Felix red face. "Sunshine, i really mean what i said. We could get a surrogate or we coul--"
"Yes!" Felix answered, "Let's have a kid together."
"I love you." M/N kissed his husband.
"I love you so much more."
4 years ago.....
"Sunshine?" M/N whispered as he pokes his head into their bedroom.
"Hi love. Come in." Felix beckoned, "I just got him down."
M/N tiptoes across the room and slide under the covers beside Felix, "I am so sorry i had to ditch you halfway."
"Hey, don't be sorry love." Felix shifted as little as possible to face his husband, "we weren't expecting the cafe to catch on fire. How's the employees?"
"No one was injured, thankfully and they are doing an investigation on the cause of fire." M/N explained as he tugs his head onto his husband's chest, cuddling closely to inhale the oh-so-familiar calming scent of his husband.
"Thank goodness. How about you, love? Are you okay?"
M/N sighed inaudibly, "I....I'm scared. Sunshine, i'm terrified."
"Hey, you're okay. You're okay." Felix assures planting kisses to the crown of M/N's head as he caresses his hair tenderly. "You're okay love."
"It's just," M/N took a deep breath, "it's as if the curse of bad lucks are latching on me again and i'm so terrified that it'll hurt you and Woojin. I'll never forgive myself if any of you are hurt."
"Hey, don't be so dark and twisty." Felix chuckled, "i know love. I get where you are coming from but, let's not jump into conclusion okay? Maybe it was just a coincidence."
"I...I don't know." Felix could feel tears drenching his shirt.
"You're okay baby. You're okay." Felix shushes as he embrace his husband tighter. "We're here for you. Woojin and i will always be by your side no matter what curse you have, okay?"
"I love you." M/N sniffed.
"I love you so much more."
2 years ago.....
"F/N M/N. Which bed is he in?" Felix could feel the anxiety crept into him as he barge through the doors of the emergency department. Woojin who was cradled in his arms could sense his parent anxiousness and he squirms uncomfortably.
"I'm sorry and you are?" The nurse asked.
"F/N YongBok. I'm his husband. Please, tell me where he is." Felix pleaded.
"Oh, he's in bed 10 sir. Right this way." The nurse showed the way.
Felix couldn't help the tears streaming down his cheek as he rushed over to the said bed.
"Mama cry no." Little Woojin frowned, his lips jutting out. "Mama no cry."
"I'm sorry baby." Felix kissed his forehead. He knew he shouldn't be crying but, he couldn't help it. He needed to make sure M/N is fine first.
"Sunshine?"
It wasn't a lie when people said that legs can turn into jelly. If it wasn't the doctor who attended to M/N that catch him, he would've landed on the floor, probably hitting his head at the corner of the hospital bed.
"I'm okay sunshine. I'm okay. I promise." M/N repeated as he took Felix and Woojin into his arms. "I'm okay sunshine. I'm okay baby."
"Papa ouchie."
M/N chuckled as he took Woojin in his arms, "yes, papa ouchie. Small ouchie."
"Papa. Mama cry papa ouchie." Little Woojin pouted.
"I'm sorry. Papa no ouchie, mama no cry okay?" M/N assured as he slides his hand around Felix's waist. "Sunshine? I promise you, i'm okay."
"Seventh time. It's the seventh time you had to come to the ER this year. You end up with so many injuries all the time. You said you were just going to get cereal and i end up getting a call from the ER that you were hit with a baseball bat? I swear, i am going to lock you in our house and we will never leave the house ever again." Felix cried as he leaned onto his husband's shoulder, "i'm locking you up in the house."
"Okay sunshine. I'll be happily locked with you and Woojin."
"I love you."
"I love you so much more."
9 hour ago.....
"Have fun Mama! Papa!" Woojin waved at his parents before running back into his Uncle Lee Know and Uncle Jisung's hotel room to play with their son.
"Thank you for watching him." Felix said to the couple in front of them.
The two family were on their vacation in Jeju Island and since M/N and Felix had watched over MinSung yesterday whilst the parents were on their date, it was M/N and Felix's turn today.
"Oh, don't sweat about it. You guys have fun! Now, go. The night is still young." Jisung kicked them out.
M/N and Felix spent the rest of the day living their life like they were teenagers all over again. They went to the theme park followed by an ice cream stall and then a dinner reservation. They were just living their dream life fully.
"Sunshine?" M/N softly calls out as they walk through the quiet street of Jeju, hands intertwined, on their way back to their hotel.
"Yes, love?"
"If one day i am not around, can you promise me some things?"
Felix stopped on his track, "is that a way of you telling me that you are getting old?"
M/N chuckled, "maybe. I am being serious though. Can you please promise me some things?" Felix was not going to lie but, an uncomfortable churn in his stomach begin to arise.
"Yes love. Anything."
M/N took both of his hands in his reminding Felix of the time when they took their vow the exact same way right now or the night when M/N had proposed to him. M/N always held his hands when he needed to talk about important things taht could mean life or death.
"Sunshine, when i am gone, i want you to promise me that you will get over me within 7 days. I want you to promise me that you will forget about me thoroughly. I want you to move on with your life. I want you to inherit all my inheritance. I want you to raise Woojin with the strength of your sunshine heart. I want you to stay strong. I want you to make sure you and Woojin eat proper meals, always celebrate birthdays and occasions no matter how busy you are. I want Woojin to inherit my business. Woojin will grow up wonderfully. I want you to promise me to love yourself unconditionally. Please, promise me that." M/N took Felix's hand to his lips and tenderly kissed it. "I love you so much. I love you so fucking much."
"You.....you are scaring me. Is everything okay?"
"Sunshine, please. Promise me that." M/N pleaded.
"No, i can't suddenly promise you as if you will be gone in another 5 minutes. I can't just lie to myself to make a promise that i will get over you in 7 days. I spend half my life loving you and never regretted it ever in my life. You can't expect me to just forget you just like that! We are married and we have a kid!" Felix took a deep breath, calming himself down, "love, tell me, what's wrong?"
"I am divorcing you. I am done with you. The lawyers will send in the papers in a week and tonight will be last time you see me."
"But, why?"
Felix heartbreak is grief that comes in waves, gruelling. It is a shard in his guts that stabbed him over and over again. It feels like death just the same as bereavement and in that quiet second, it chokes the breath from his body and short circuitshis mind. What was once whole is shattered; where once was peace is emptiness, echoes of a love he put his everything into.
"You were a wonderful experience."
"You were everything."
Present.....
Ring....Ring....Ring
"I did everything you told me to." M/N spat into the answered phone.
"You did great honey."
"and as you promised, don't even lay a finger on them. if you hurt my sunshine and my child, I WILL KILL YOU, Hwang Hyunjin." M/N growled.
He could hear Hyunjin's sinister laugh in echoing through the phone, "i promised honey. I'm sending someone over to get you now. I'll see you in a couple of hours."
The call ended and M/N slams his phone to the ground, breaking it into pieces. AFterall, his life was still a curse of bad lucks. M/N couldn't help but cried his heart out, screaming in despair.
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Imagine when Cerberus gets old he gets promoted from guard dog to crusty elderly house pet. He's guarded the tombs under the House of Lamentations for so long and did a amazing job Lucifer would definitely reward (and spoil) him with pure comfort in his older years.
-Cerberus has gotten calmer as he's gotten up there in age so he doesn't bother the younger 6 brothers often. He spends most days laying by the fireplace, sometimes he'll try laying one of his heads on the couch with one of the brothers.
- Lucifer is insistent nobody bothers the damn dog. He's old and if he bites anybody who fell from grace that lives in that house it's their own damn fault.
- if anyone complains about Cerberus laying on the furniture or taking their spot they'll get hit with a lecture about how the dog has done more to protect this house in the past 1,000,000,000 years than anyone else.
- Belphegor definitely takes advantage of how calm the dog is and naps with him~
-Lucifer babies this animal so much he's old, has a bad hip, can barely make it down stairs, his blatter went ages ago, tried killing the mail demon a few times, is on 5 different medications and can get away with anything. Lucifer is insistent it's fair, he spoils the dog because he wants Cerberus to have a good last few hundred years. Besides what's a bitchy old man without his crusty ass dog? NOTHING!!!
- Lucifer doesn't get too caught up in work as often with Cerberus in the room. Ya ever have a really really old pet and they sleep a certain way so you gotta check every once in a while to make sure they're still breathing?
- after a while of Cerberus being in the house nobody's really scared of him anymore . The dogs just kinda there in everybody's daily life.
-Cerberus can definitely open doors and gets into the brothers rooms like he owns the place. He doesn't make a mess, he's just a big kinda smelly bolder that sits there.
- Levi has a tendency to bond with animals quicker than other demons so he definitely counts old crusty Cerberus as his new friend:]
- Levi also gets jealous when the dog picks anybody over him (comes with the territory of being the Avatar of Envy) Would pick the dog up and take him in his room if he could.
- Satan doesn't mind the dog and actually gets a weird form of satisfaction knowing Lucifer's dog is choosing to be with him. Dudes a cat person but I'm pretty fucking sure he loves all animals so he never involves Cerberus in any pranks.
- Cerberus stays out of Asmo's room only because Asmo constantly tries grooming him and sticking him in little outfits. Cerberus will let do his little photoshoots if it's just a bow anything but the holiday sweaters
- Cerberus has his own Devilgram page (run by Asmo, Satan and Mammon) but he makes appearances on everybody's social media.
- Asmo's personal Devilgram has a folder called "💖💅Cerby🐶🐶🐶"
- Levi has had to stop mid stream on multiple occasions to hunt down and present the dog because the chat wanted to confirm Cerberus was still alive.
- Levi's stream chat is always filled with 🐶 emojis when Cerberus breaks in his room and chills in the background.
-Sometimes one of the bros is (un)lucky enough to have Cerberus try climbing in bed with em. Usually if they want Cerberus out Lucifer has to be called. Damn dog only listens to him still ;;
- the only brothers who let Cerberus sleep in their beds is Lucifer, Beel,and Belphie.
Luci has a huge ass bed + it's his damn dog, Beelzebub is strong enough to move Cerberus off him if needed, Belphegor has been looking for a weighted blanket like this for YEARS hydrologic press dude where you at??
- I wouldn't call Cerberus friendly with the brothers probably indifferent with them. Still only listens to Lucifer.
- Mammon has tried getting the dog to listen to him but Cerberus either
A. Rolls over on his belly while making eye contact
or
B. Lets out a low growl and scares the shit outta every demon in that room
- Diavolo visits the HoL more often because he wants to pet the dog. Meetings can no longer take place in the HoL because of this.
- Solomon was told Cerberus was on a very strict diet and can only eat his special dog food. Ofc it's a lie Cerberus snacks on the finest table scraps. Everyone's just afraid the poor dog is too old to deal with the side effects of Solomon's cooking.
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sirenlulls · 9 months
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sweet → r. keating (b. skeetz)
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pairing —robert keating x fem!reader social media au
summary —where your boyfriend loves annoying you online and people lose their minds
it's so sweet, knowing that you love me. though, we don't need to say it to each other
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bobbyskeetz some bassist twat. lake. an ispíní mor. a homeless woman and a cat. bláthana. and some very beautiful lads
yourusername the cat was cuter than you
bobbyskeetz who are you again?
yourusername your ex 🫶🫶
username my parents
yourusername guys don't be fooled by the hard guy act, he bought me the flowers 😁😁
bobbyskeetz i'm sorry but i can't support parasocial relationships. this has to stop.
username i need a relationship like theirs
username sorry mr skeetz but i want to marry that homeless woman
bobbyskeetz oh don't worry about it lad i'm gonna take one for the team. saving the general population and all that
ryanmcmahon_15 you're a very beautiful lad yourself
evehewson a very pretty homeless woman*
yourusername marry me.
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yourusername dolce and gabbana. food. a smelly burglar. a tipsy gal. a bathtub of drunk gals. vogue. banger. bassist twat. delicious strawberry.
bobbyskeetz thanks for the breakdown, didn't know what i was looking at before
yourusername you are very slow 🫶
bobbyskeetz that bassist twat looks rather dashing
yourusername whatever you need to tell yourself girlie!
bobbyskeetz whoa who's that in the last slide
yourusername pretty sure you said she's a homeless woman?
bobbyskeetz .....a pretty one?
yourusername eve said it first 🥱
evehewson get in line xx
evehewson ur so cool and hip
yourusername ur so rad
maisiehpeters mother!!
username cornelia street supremacy
yourusername lover is such an overhated album
username REAL OMG
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yourusername happy anniversary to the biggest bassist twat in the world, the bane of my existence, and the real reason that taylor swift wrote lover (she told me herself) glad it's you who kicks me off the bed every other night ❤️
username wait how long have they been together?
username 7 years
username WHAT.
devonleecarlson ur so perfect..... and he's there! jk, lots of love to u both ❤️❤️🫶🫶
bobbyskeetz jeez, props to me for hanging on this long
yourusername .......
bobbyskeetz love you ❤️
yourusername love you too 💞💞
yourusername omg he can be nice in public?! 😱😱😱
sirenlulls mother and father fr
whoetoshaw will never forget seeing them out of the gig last year
sirenlulls OMG WITH HER GIVING HIM THE FLOWERS I NEARLY FORGOT THAT WAS SO CUTE
whoetoshaw literally made me believe in love.
username she's a 10 but she calls you a bassist twat
bobbyskeetz still a 10 tbh
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bobbyskeetz can't believe it's been 7 years and you're still too cool for me. 💔 happy anniversary to the most beautiful person i know. you're my favourite person to play bird bingo with, my forever hiking partner (no matter how much you might complain), the only person i ever want to boot off the bed in my sleep, my homeless woman. please never realise you could probably bag a model and just stick with your bassist twat instead ❤️
yourusername WHAT TJE FUCK
yourusername my post just seems like shit now
yourusername i actually hate you wtf
yourusername no i don't
yourusername you might be a bassist twat but trust you'll always be my favourite
bobbyskeetz nicest thing you've ever said to me
sirenlulls @whoetoshaw THE CAPTION?? GIRL THIS IS SOME FANFIC SHIT WTF
whoetoshaw babes im crying and it's not even for me what is going on 🥹🥹🥹🥹
username "MY homeless woman" "YOUR bassist twat" im actually going to jump in front of a train
username shutting up the bitches who says they're together for coult real fast
username no you don't understand you guys are so special to me
username they're my babies (they're 23 and im 16)
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masterjedilenawrites · 4 months
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I have a request if you’re feeling up for it :)
I wanted to know what each clone’s S/O does to get them flustered? 🤔 like all blushy, stuttering, etc? Is it words from their S/O? Light touches?(ticklish,sensitive,etc) I was in a fluffy mood and you are a good writer. I shall pay you in llamas pls & thank u ✨🦙 🦙🦙🦙
Ooh hard to pass up a deal for llamas. But first I need to know, are they smelly? Do they get along with cats? And can they survive on a small apartment balcony?
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Cody, Wolffe, and Wrecker melt over sweet and kind gestures. Gentle touches are a big one. It sends such pleasant tingles across their skin and they cannot comprehend how they could possibly deserve such softness. Another is being taken care of, such as their armor being cleaned or being cooked a nice meal. They won't be able to find the words to express how such acts make them feel. 
Tup, Dogma, and Thorn will be flushed, stuttering messes over just about anything. Seriously, any kind of attention goes straight to their hearts without a fight, and comes spilling over in the most frazzled and adorable of ways. We're talking compliments, being thanked, brushing arms as they move by, seeing their S/O blush... These three are immediately red as a tomato and utterly helpless.
Hardcase, Tech, and Mayday would need it laid on them real thick before they're even aware. Simple brushes of the hand won't do the trick, they need their head caressed in both hands. Sweet words or silly pet names? No, they need to be taken aside, looked in the eye, and told just how handsome or strong they are. Then they'll start stuttering and blushing.
Fox, Rex, and Echo will get worked into a tizzy any time their S/O shines the spotlight on them in public. Behind closed doors, they are totally fine hearing compliments, holding them close, being doted on. But around others, they cannot function with that attention. It's not even out of embarrassment or anything; the gestures just hit them that much deeper when they're on display.
Fives, Jesse, and Crosshair aren't too easily thrown off their game, but there is one simple thing that will make their brains short circuit: their S/O's smile. They dream about that smile. It is the single most dazzling, beautiful, perfect thing they have ever seen in their entire lives, and it will make them seize up and swoon, without fail, every single time. 
Kix, Hunter, and Gregor are more likely to be flustered over things that are... uh, less than innocent, shall we say. They don't bat an eye at the fluffy stuff. It's still enjoyable, don't get them wrong, but they won't be turning pink just by holding hands. No, their blushes only come out when touched teasingly elsewhere, or at suggestive turns of phrase, or even at flirty winks. 
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raincoffeeandfandoms · 4 months
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The cat is (not) under the table (Alfie Solomons & fem!oc)
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This is for @runnning-outof-time and her amazing milestone. You're such a good person and talented writer that you deserve more than that, darling.
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Summary: 1896. Way to school Alfie and Rose, both eight years old, found a kitten. The girl decided that the kitten was too small to be left there because dogs, other cats or bad people could hurt him. So she hid the animal in her school bag. Alfie wasn't sure if this was a good idea, because: What would their teacher say?
Warnings: Mentions of old discipline, like punishment against kids. But it's just a mention. The rest is pure fluff.
Words: 1.1k || Masterlist
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"It's my mother birthday!" said Alfie as soon as he saw his friend, Rose, opening the door of her house "I shouldn't be going to school!"
"It's your mom's birthday, Alfie, not yours."
"It's the same! I should be allowed to spend the day with her."
"But she's working, isn't she? But you can give her something! I have an idea!" A mischievous smile appeared on her face. The boy smiled, too.
One of the most beautiful gardens around there, it was the one that Mrs. Sabini had. And the woman was proud of it. Darby's mother was a severe woman who didn't allow anyone but her approach her flowers. And Rose didn't like her at all.
"These ones are beautiful, Al!" she whispered to him "Look at these colours!"
"I love the purples ones!" the boy said.
"Then choose the most beautiful ones. Your mum deserves it."
But a noise made them became alert. They were duck just in case Mrs. Sabini appeared, so they couldn't see who or what was making that noise. Until a little meow reached their ears.
Rose was the first one to stand up and saw a tiny orange kitten with blue eyes.
"Oh, God! Look at you!" the girl picked up the kitten and he started to purr.
Alfie, behind her, was watching the little cat, too. "Do you think it belongs to the wops?"
"No, I don't think so. I think he's an orphan. Poor little guy."
"What are we going to do? We can't keep him!"
"I'll think about it, after school. Would you carry my books, Al?"
"I would, yes, but…" Alfie stop talking when he saw Rose putting the kitten inside her bag. The animal fitted really well but the problem was that they were going to school. And…
"Rose, no! This is the kind of problems people think I'd cause, not you! If the headmaster or the Teacher find the cat… they can expell you!"
"They won't! Look at him! He's quiet, he knows how to behave… unlike me," she added and Alfie laughed. And yet, he was extremely unsure about this.
Once they arrived at school, both kids sat down and the girl put her bag under her desk, between her legs. She could feel the kitten moving, but the animal remained calm.
Ms. K was a young teacher and the favourite of the school. Kids loved her because unlike others she never used any punishment against the kids. Where other teachers used the ruler to hit kids on their hands when they didn't understand, she used words and kindness.
Unaware of what was happening between both students, Ms. K started the class like usual.
"Psst, Alfie!" sat behind him, she called him. "I think he pee my bag. It's smelly!"
"I told you! You shouldn't…"
"But it's late now, Alfie!"
"Ms. Coldwell, Mr. Solomons, Am I interrupting?" standing next to them, Ms. K was watching both kids. It wasn't the first time she caught them talking or giggling but this time both of them seemed to be agitated.
"No, Ms. K."
She was about to return to the blackboard when a movement under the girl's desk caught her attention.
"Ms. Coldwell? What's in your bag?" The teacher asked and the girl lowered her eyes.
The boy gasped, trying to distract her, he stood up and approached Ms. K "this is for you," he said giving her the ridiculously small bouquet of flowers that he collected for his mother.
He had to hear the entire class laughing at him. Alfie felt his cheeks burning, but he had to save his friend.
"You're very kind, Alfred, and these are really pretty flowers" the woman said, guessing his intentions "but you can stopped me to watch Ms. Coldwell's bag."
"But, Ms.K…!"
"Mr. Solomons, take a seat, please."
Alfie looked at her friend. Rose was avoiding his gaze, waiting for the inevitable fate.
"Your bag, Ms. Coldwell."
The girl, knowing she couldn't escape, gave her bag to her teacher.
An "awww" travelled across the classroom when Ms. K rescued the kitten from the girl's bag.
"Don't hurt him!" Rose exclaimed "he's just a baby! Alfie and I, we found him when we're coming here! I couldn't leave him behind!"
"I won't hurt him, Rose, but this is against the rules."
"I know."
"Rules exists to keep the order."
"Not always!" Ms. K saw how the little girl furrowed her brow. "Sometimes they're oppressive!"
"Maybe, but in this case the rule exists exactly because of this. You can't bring animals to school!"
"Yes, I know, Ms. K! But it was an emergency."
Ms. K sighed. All these years teaching in schools and this was the first time a student brought a kitten to the classroom and of course it was one of the two most possible suspects to do such thing.
It was true, animals were forbidden there and the headmaster was a strict old man. But looking at the little girl and how she was pleading with her eyes, Ms. K decided to keep the kitten inside the classroom until it was time to return to home.
By almost unanimous decision the students decided name him Toby, because… he had the face of an orange cat named Toby. And knowing that his fate was over the table, Toby behaved incredible well. He even fall asleep on Ms. K's coat.
The day passed normally and no one, except Rose and Alfie paid attention to the cat.
"Will you keep him?" Ms. K asked to the girl when it was time to return to home.
"I don't know. My mom says that having an animal is a big responsibility and I'm not sure we could feed him properly."
"Your mother is right, Ms. Coldwell."
"I prefer dogs! Big dogs!" said Alfie who was next to her friend, even when no one asked him.
"Dogs are beautiful animals, Mr. Solomons. Although I prefer cats."
The girl's eyes opened wide and smiled "Maybe you can adopt Toby, Ms. K!"
The teacher shook her head "I-…no, I don't think so."
"Why not? You're kind! And you like cats and Toby is sleeping on your coat! People say that cats choose their owners and obviously, Toby chose you!"
Ms. K arrived that day at school like any other day, alone, just with her books and now she was considering the idea of returning with a kitten. Was she really considering the offer of an eight year old girl and her friend? The answer was yes.
All went well for all the people involved. The kids returned to their home safe and happy, Alfie picked up new flowers for his mother and Ms. K found a new friend.
"Is that a cat?" asked the headmaster when he saw the woman crossing the hallway to return to her house, too. It was time to rest.
The animal, wrapped in her coat, looked at his new mother.
"No," answered Ms. K to a visibly surprised man "it's Toby."
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frost-queen · 5 months
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Sibling's sport (Teen!Reader & Glenn Rhee ft. Maggie)
Requested by: anon ,Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex–awesome–22 @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco@subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07, @melsunshine, @panhoeofmanyfandoms, @venomsvl, @the-uncoordinated-house-cat, @rosecentury,  @imagines-by-her,  @evilcr0ne, @vviolynn
Summary: You are Maggie's teen sister. One day you ran away from Alexandria to explore. When coming face to face with Glenn you nearly shoot him, thinking he was a walker. When Glenn starts scolding you, you call him an asshole as he can't help it but comment back to it. Bickering and toying around like siblings all the way back to Alexandria where Maggie has the laugh of her life, upon seeing you and Glenn.
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A window slit open in the morning glow. The sudden sound sending a flock of birds flying that had been nestling on the roof for a morning rest. A backpack got send through, falling with a thud on the grass. Then a foot, up to a leg and half a posture. Grabbing onto the top of the window, you kept your balance. Sticking your other leg out to join them together. Setting your hands down you changed position. Slowly lowering yourself to decrease the fall height. Arms stretched out holding on to the railing, you let do, falling down. You landed down on the grass beside your backpack.
Gravity having pushed you down and knocked you off balance down below. Getting half up, you dragged your backpack closer to you over the grass. With one sweep it was over your shoulder. Set and ready, you took a run for it. Alexandria as quiet as ever. Everyone still fast asleep. You went towards the back avoiding being spotted by Daryl, who was sometimes an early bird too. If he saw you, he’d question where you would be going. He’d either tell your sister Maggie or decide to tag along. You liked Daryl but this was something you loved doing on your own.
Running up to the fence, you started to follow it down the line. Searching for that spot to easily get over it. There it was. You smiled in delight running up to it. All was left to do was climb over it. Seeing the garbage can nearby, you dragged it closer to the fence. Crawling on top of it, you got over the fence, landing down, sinking to your knees once over. Dusting your hands off, you started to run for it. Leaving Alexandria for what it was to explore. You kept running till you got to a clearing. Slowing down. You pulled out your knife, keeping it close for when you needed to use it.
Nearing the danger zone. The woods were a dangerous place for walkers to roam. Easily for them to sneak up on you and catch you by surprise. In the distance you spotted a walker walking mindlessly, their head slightly tilted to the side, close to their shoulder. They were far enough to not see you. Without making any sounds, you kept a close eye on them, going a different way. They got out of sight as you neared a creak. Taking a leap. Jumping over flawlessly. The sudden sound of walker’s snarling caught your attention.
Turning your head instantly out of instinct, you exhaled loud. The tension slowly leaving your stiff posture. Not far from you was a walker tangled up between some wires. Their legs dangling in the cold water. You walked over to it holding your knife out. It began to snarl louder and squirm in your presence. Wanting to have a bite as it hungered for it. Kneeling down you grabbed a hold of it’s head. Their jaw violently snapping your way. A few teeth already missing. – “I give you mercy.” – you whispered before jamming your knife deep down it’s skull.
It pierced easily through the skull as the walker went silent. Jaw hanging loose as you retracted your knife from it. The blood on it dark and smelly. Their brain must have been rotten for a while now. Getting back up, you continued your way. Finding peace in solitude. After a while you looked up. Seeing how the sky was pure blue. Not a cloud in sight. You thought back of Alexandria and how everyone must have already woken up.
Shaking your head you didn’t want to think longer about them. The trees cleared way, fewer trees standing tall as you neared a small town. Mushy leaves made way for hard streets. Cars parked carelessly around. You rounded a car leaping back when a walker thudded their head against the glass. Aware of your sudden presence. They kept bumping their head against the thick glass, hands gripping wildly before them, held back by the belt. You backed away. Walking in the middle of the road to avoid the cars.
Who knew what was hiding behind them or in them. You went over to a convenience store. The windows dusted, some broken. Nearing the broken window, you took a peek inside. Not seeing anything at first sight. Kneeling down you removed your backpack. Unzipping it to search it. Taking out a pebble, you moved your backpack over your shoulder again. Throwing the pebble through the broken window you heard it clatter against the ground. Waiting and watching carefully for any walkers. Whispering the counts till you rounded at thirty and still nothing had surprised you.
Finding it secure enough you broke the window more to crawl inside. With a thud you landed on your feet, broken glass underneath your boots. Moving your backpack to the front, you kept it open to stuff useful supplies in it. The first shelves were empty. Plundered. You went down each row looking for something useful. By the middle you found some interesting things. For some reason a wooden spoon. You bagged it, thinking Carol could find use for it. Some canned food that still looked worth consuming. Further down the back you found a dusted bunny.
Already missing an eye and a rip in the side where the filling was coming out a bit. You thought off Judy and how she would loved it. There must be some needles and thread back at Alexandria to patch it up for her. You carefully pushed some filling back into the bunny before putting it in your backpack. There was some more canned food and some dry snacks. You also took every medicine you came across. Who knew when you needed it. Going back outside you looked around the deserted town. Something about this silence making you feel small yet grand as well. You went to sit on the hood of a car, taking out a snack.
The city’s was yours. An overwhelming loneliness. Time seemingly standing still as everything around it began to dust. The glory of the town long gone. Now but a shimmer of it’s former glory. Something in the distance made you narrow your eyes. A walker dragging her feet between some cars. You set your snack aside taking out your gun. Pointing it at firm at her. Deciding whether to shoot her in the head from up here. The shot could alarm others. Sighing loud you knew you had to get up and knife her. She disappeared behind some cars out of vision as you waited for her to reappear again.
Yet she didn’t. You kept waiting finding it odd you hadn’t seen her walk by. She must have. It started to alarm you that you hadn’t seen her walk past. Grabbing your things, you jumped off the hood. Gun in the ready you went over to the car. Wanting to see for yourself what happened. Did she find someone to feed on? Did she get stuck. Trip? Got killed? A thousand alarm sirens were going off in your head. Slightly frightening you. Holding your gun out, you neared the car. Going round you expected to find her. There was no one. Till you spotted her on the ground. Blood staining the street as she’s been stabbed in the head. It meant someone was out here with you.
Having a sudden sense, you spun around ready to shoot. Glenn shot his hands up at the sight of your gun pointing at him. – “Glenn!” – you called out. – “Are you insane I could’ve killed you!” – you lowered your gun. – “What the hell are you doing here by yourself?” – he shouted back lowering his hands. – “It’s dangerous to go out on your own. What were you thinking. You could’ve blown my head off with how jumpy you are!” – He called out. – “Then don’t sneak up on people asshole!” – you replied angered that he was threating you like a little child. – “Wow.” – Glenn breathed out with half a smile.
“I’m the asshole when you’re the one who pointed a gun at me.” – he answered. You rolled with your eyes, putting your gun away. – “Hey! Did you just roll your eyes at me!” – Glenn shouted as you walked away from him. His cheeks bloated with frustration that you’d just walk away carelessly. – “Y/n!” – Glenn said coming after you. – “Maggie was worried sick.” – he called out trying to catch up with you. You blabbed some annoying words out, using your hand to show him he was nagging. Glenn came to your side blabbering mockingly at you. It made you look bothered at him. – “How mature.” – you told him. – “I’m just mimicking you.” – he teased back with a sneer.
“You want an applause for that?” – you replied sarcastically. Glenn laughed annoyingly to let you know he found you ridiculous. You slapped him annoyed against his shoulder. Glenn narrowed his glare slapping you right back. It only angered you more as you slapped him right back against his shoulder. Glenn slapped you back as well. – “I can do this all day!” – he told you. – “So can I!” – you answered giving him a slap against the back of his head.
Nothing too hard, just a playful slap. Glenn and you were making your way back to Alexandria as he moved his leg up to bump it against your bottom. It made you stumble a bit forwards. As a response you gave him a nudge. Glenn nudged you right back. You wanted to nudge him back as Glenn’s expression hardened. He grabbed you by your wrist, pulling you closer to him. You stumbled forwards, lowering your head a bit when he moved his gun over your head. Firing twice to send a walker down. – “I could’ve gotten it.” – you told him. Glenn laughed loud. – “I didn’t know you had eyes on the back of your head.”
“Didn’t you know Glenny I do.” – you had crossed your arms, throwing him a teasing smile. – “Then I suppose you see this coming.” – he spoke tapping the back of your head. – “Hey!” – you called out as he took a run for it. You started to run after him. You wanted to push him as he grabbed your hands keeping you on a distance. – “Not close enough.” – he responded pushing you away. He jogged away as you went after him.
He darted away from your attempts to push him. Like a cat and a mouse playing around. The two of you neared the gates of Alexandria still playing around. Bickering and toying around like siblings would do. Maggie was waiting at the gate’s seeing Glenn give you a little nudge. It made you stumble a bit to the side as you nudged him right back. Maggie smiling at how she saw the two of you get along. Laughing as it reminded her of when they were younger and teasing each other.
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planeturi · 7 months
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babys first vest; im not entirely sure if i can call this a battle vest/jacket, since the majority of patches are non-music nor political, but those were the inspo.
its not finished ofc, it wont be until theres no more empty space left. but im currently out of patch ideas -_- so for now this is good enough
hebrew-to-english translations and general ranting under the cut
translations
patch #1: kahane was wrong [refers to meir kahane, creator of the highly bigoted kahanism ideology. "kahane was right" is a common catchphrase among his believers.]
patch #2: smelly leftist [common insult for leftists in israel. cant use it if im already owning it!]
patch #3: no means no
pin: fuck the "reform" [refers to the judicial reform introduced by the minister of justice, which will grant politicians all kinds of ways to overthrow supreme court rulings]
ranting
i also wanted to add anti-occupation patches, but i was worried about being arrested, getting assaulted, or risking things with family im dependent on, so instead, i resorted to watermelon symbolism; the watermelon has been used as a subtle pro-palestinian symbol, since it features all colors of the palestinian flag, but unlike the flag, cannot be outlawed by the israeli authorities. because how the hell are u gonna outlaw a fruit??
the cat patch is actually based on our family cat :] her name is shula and id die for her
the crewmate visor, saturns ring and some of the stars on the back big patch use glow in the dark paint
the green plastic thingy sewn below the first button is a free keychain thing i was given as a freebie when i got a key duplicated. thank you, random hardware store employee
the patches are made from either lime green felt, cargo shorts that wouldnt zip up anymore, and the sleeves i chopped off of the vest. they were too tight on me, like, to the point where i hated wearing this jacket with the sleeves still attached. i felt like i couldnt move properly, but after cutting them off, i immediatly fell in love with this vest. feels so free!
the jar patch comes from a joke that ran around in a discord server i used to be in, but im not in that server anymore so ill probably take it off eventually. rip jar patch
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