The sillies

Fluff for Fox/Fives please? Or even Fox/Fives/Rex. They deserve a happier ending to their encounter 🥲

Fox/Fives!!! Yes! With Rex too. I can do that! I love them. Fives and Fox enable each other but Rex helps keep them from going too far. A good group. Thank you for the prompt and enjoy!

Rex was frozen as he stood in the doorway, a stolen bag of Fox's favorite chocolate covered berries under one arm with a berry half way to his mouth. He was dressed in an oversized blue hoodie with his signature Jaig eyes painted in white and a pair of bright red boxers he had stolen from Fox's closet.

"What the kriff did I walk in on?" He asked and Fox growled lowly in frustration although he didn't look up from his task.

"Your ARC-" he started but Rex cut him off with a noise of complaint.

"Why is he suddenly my ARC when he pisses you off? We agreed that on Taungsday he's the Guard's idiot." He said and finally popped the berry into his mouth and finished entering the room.

Fox was sitting on the couch with Fives positioned between his legs on the floor and a hair brush to his side. Half of Fives' head was arranged in what Rex might have called a high Nabooian style if he was being kind but was honestly just a lot of rubber bands and knots. The other side was twisted into many different braids. Fives was just staring ahead looking resigned to whatever was going on.

"Fine, my idiot ARC let a bunch of cadets use him as a doll and I'm trying to undo the damage without just shaving it all off." Fox finally looked over as Rex flopped on the couch beside him and offered Fox a berry which he took distractedly and ate with a little pleased hum.

"Thorn said they were good at it! I'm going to put green dye in his shampoo." Fives whined.

"You didn't realize Thorn lies like 80% of the time after he convinced you to eat that soap bar shaped like a piece of pie?" Rex asked raising an eyebrow as he stretched out and shoved his feet into Fox's lap so his boyfriend had to lean over them to look at Fives' head.

"It honestly didn't taste that bad." Fives said holding out a hand for a berry as well and Rex rolled his eyes but gave it to him.

The peace that filled Rex as he laid there with Fox slowly unknotting Fives' hair while Fives chattered about his ongoing feud with Thorn had him melting into the worn cushions. There had been several points in the war he had almost given up. Little moments like this made him grateful he kept fighting.

yall in my language arts class I'm writing an informational thing on the hoover dam

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Oh my poor baby Annabeth.... When she couldn't pick the snacks, I felt something

Ingo gives Jena a Sneasel, just as the prophecy foretold (aka I had a stupid dream about it and now it's real)

I found this thing in my pantry, anyone know what kind of bug it is?

Good news! My copy of Moira's Pen is now cat-approved!

sooo annoying that one of my friends is like "and when mitski said 'mom wld u wash my back this once...' i felt that" when they get monthly automatic deposits into their bank account .... washing your back is all she does girl cmon 😭

That’s what you get

Original pic too ig

You can’t tell me that attempting to leave the scene of a crime and not take responsibility for his actions isn’t the most Cop thing we’ve ever seen Carlos Reyes do…

AGENTS CAUGHT RED HANDED XD (Artist: Dr_Mice_)

Looks like the captain will have to discipline thies insubordinate agent's

Snacking without permission

anyone know marissa meza social media?

Their artworks are being stealed by a vietnam highschool for fame and shares. I really want to contact them but their tumblr didnt reply me

@immolatiism has requested a story : 33﹕ sender  hovers  over  receiver’s  shoulder  as  they  complete  a  task  - for Kaen

𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅.

Would you be surprised to know that when not working … The Kami is STILL WORKING ?  Time at ease means little to hands forged for annihilation and chaos ; idle moments are uneasy hours , fraught with the instinctive t w i t c h to wreak havoc ( one must conquer , consume , these the fundamental charges of nearly all god-things & demons ; a heritable wretchedness that defiles their self-taught need to remain a peaceful creature ) .  So , doomed they are to remain ever in motion , always doing , doing , doing ⸺ But they never much minded , Kaen felt quite at home when they were kept busy.

As of now , they bustle about in the apartment kitchenette , the space itself turned into nothing short of a s t a g e wherein the Kami comes alive and performs , crafting together a blended scene of scent and taste alike.  Baking was a passing curiosity picked up amid their years living amongst humanity , a silly once-in-awhile occasion that swiftly became one of their FAVORITE pastimes.  Kaen proves to be rather expert at such trade.  Even for one who ought not be lifting a finger or think these whiles worthy , they radiate a LIGHTHEARTEDNESS & JOY , wholly in their element.  They ensure , too , that everything is as it must be : PERFECT ( anything less & the poor thing might consider perishing on the spot ) .

They are , in part , aware of their audience.  After all , Hiei gives off an aura that is quite hard to ignore ( most especially when he lingers over their shoulder as they try to meet self-imposed deadlines for confections ) .  For at least a little while , they humor him , allowing the demon to do as he likes , even it should mean his hovering impedes their progress every so often … Or they catch him trying to steal from the carefully placed piles of goodies resting to cool upon their small countertops.

Spinning on their heel , mixing bowl in hand , they swat his fingers with their free hand , quick like a v i p e r and no less sharp about it.  Own fingers curl into a point , ❝ If ye wanna be in th’ kitchen , ❞ They start , reprimanding him gently , ❝ Dun’ be tryin’ ta’ take th’ food.  Ah’ll make ye somethin’ later.  Ah promise.  Now , if ye wanna participate , ❞ They pull their hand back , mixing the batter in the bowl , gathering some onto the spoon and holding it out to him ( scented of spices & berries , a tastefully heady concoction ) , ❝ Try this an’ tell me ‘ow it tastes.  Ah was feckin’ ‘round wit’ th’ flavors a bit an’ Ah’d like a second opinion. ❞  Kaen gives him a look , brows raising , ears perking , ❝ Surely yer PERFECT TASTES as a demon can tell me if it needs anythin’ , aye ? ❞  As always , they lightly prod his ego , doing so with a knowing smile.

Imprisioned

My parents’ one year old German Shepherd puppy is an egg thief.

He goes with my mom into the coop and, when she’s not looking, will gently grab and hold an egg hidden in his mouth. Since the hens aren’t that good yet at using the laying boxes consistently, he has plenty of opportunity to do so.

Mom found eggs randomly around the farm for three days before she realized what he was doing.

He is now banned from the coop.