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stressedanime · 1 month

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Will was sitting on the couch mindlessly flicking through Netflix. He was sitting completely upright, his body full of tension that he had nowhere to put. Nico was late coming home and Will couldn’t help the cascade of worst case scenarios that were currently parading through his mind.

As always, he remembered too late that he and Nico shared each other’s locations, so Will could literally track his location live through his phone. His arms darted around on the couch for his phone, probably more frantically than was necessary.

Before he could even find his phone he heard the scrape of keys against the lock, and then the sound of the front door opening, announcing Nico’s arrival back home. Will didn’t waste a second before he jumped off the couch and headed to greet his partner.

Nico was standing near the entrance of the house when Will reached him, but before he could embrace him like he always did, Will stopped.

Nico had an expression on his face that was unfamiliar, and frankly jarring to see. He wore a sheepish smile, but his dark eyes were sparkling with… hope? He was also standing slightly hunched with his hands behind his back, obviously hiding something, which was even more concerning.

They stared at each other for a beat, and before Will could question what he was hiding, Nico spoke.

“Will, darling. You love me right?”

Will blinked at him. “Yes… of course I love you,” he said hesitantly. Nico nodded, and it looked like he gained a little bit of confidence as he stood up straighter.

“You love me and you would do anything for me?” Nico questioned again, and at this point Will’s mind was racing through a million different possibilities.

Will hesitated, his eyes darting to Nico’s arms that disappeared behind him. “What did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything.”

“What do you have ?” Will shot back, taking a step towards him. Nico held his gaze for another second, before sighing and carefully bringing his hands out from behind him. It looked like he was holding a bunched up t-shirt.

Will frowned, not sure what was so remarkable about an old t-shirt that Nico had to confirm Will’s devotion to him. Then he saw movement. Will’s eyes widened, and he closed the distance between them, and lightly touched the edge of the shirt.

Swaddled gently inside was a baby opossum. Its little black eyes stared up at Will, its pink nose wiggling slightly as it sniffed the air.

Will glanced up at Nico and almost had to look away instantly. Nico was giving him the biggest puppy dog eyes he had ever seen grace Nico’s face. Even the time that he came across a listing for an extremely rare first edition Mythomagic set didn’t come close to the eyes he was currently giving Will.

As Will stared at his adorable expression, he already knew what Nico was going to ask, and Will wasn’t sure if he could say no.

“Can we keep ‘er?” Nico asked on cue, pouring every ounce of sweetness he could into his voice. Nico blinked and somehow made his eyes even bigger. Will thought that this was vaguely reminiscent of a scene in the animated Puss in Boots they had recently watched together.

Nico’s favourite animal was opossums. Will and Nico’s Instagram and Twitter DM’s were more or less filled with possum memes, or just pictures of possums with Nico lamenting over how cute they were. He had always joked to Will that if he was to ever own a pet it would be a possum, so Will had to admit it wasn’t really surprising that Nico took the opportunity to bring one home.

Already feeling his resolution crack he sighed, knowing one of them had to be the voice of reason. “Nico. It’s a baby. Did you steal it from its mother?”

“No!” Nico exclaimed in a half whisper. Will raised his eyebrows. “No, I would never. It’s mom-” Nico cut off and hesitated, looking down at the creature in his hands. He shifted so he was cradling it protectively against his chest instead of holding it out to Will. To Will’s surprise, when Nico met his eyes again, Nico’s face was pinched into an expression that Will recognized as Nico trying to hold back tears.

“Her mom was on the side of the road. She was the only one that was still alive,” Nico said quietly, the last words of his sentence barely a whisper. Nico’s eyes filled with tears, and in tandem Will’s heart filled with sympathy and he reached out to pull Nico into a hug, being careful of the possum in his arms. He gently rubbed Nico’s back, and whispered comforting words. After a little bit, he kissed the top of Nico’s head and pulled back, decidedly not mentioning the newly damp spot on the collar of his shirt.

“Okay, let's go sit down. We definitely can’t keep it forever, but we have it now. Let's go figure out what we can do.” Nico nodded, and gave Will a peck as he walked by him, whispering a small thank you .

Nico headed to the living room, and placed the baby possum on the coffee table. He kneeled in front of it, crossing his arms on the table and then resting his head on his arms. Nico fixed the possum with a look of pure adoration as it crawled out of the t-shirt, then headed towards where Nico was sitting.

Will stood for a moment, just studying Nico. It was rare that Nico looked so absolutely soft with his chronic case of resting bitch face. Will got to see the soft side of him more than anyone else, but seeing Nico being so tender with such a tiny little creature caused Will’s insides to melt into a gooey mess.

Will sat on the couch behind Nico, and Nico leaned back using Will’s leg as back support. Will threaded his fingers into Nico’s dark wavy hair, scratching lightly as his scalp. Nico let out a puff of air and relaxed into the feeling.

“First things first,” Will started as Nico reached out to lightly pet the possum between its ears. “What did you name it?”

“Heather,” Nico answered, faster than Will expected.

“Heather?” Will repeated back to him, and Nico nodded. “Why Heather?”

Nico wasn’t facing Will, but Will could tell he was blushing by the shade of pink that his ears turned. He mumbled something Will couldn’t hear, so Will leaned forward, prompting him to repeat himself.

“I named her after the possum from Over the Hedge. She was voiced by Avril Lavigne.”

Will let out a small laugh, not out of judgement but out of affection. “That’s cute babe, Heather sounds perfect.” At that Nico tilted his head back into Will’s lap and smiled at him. Will leaned down, the position was a bit awkward but he still managed to give Nico a chaste kiss.

Will sat up again and Nico turned his attention back to the coffee table. At this point Heather had crawled into Nico’s hand and curled up, closing her eyes. Nico cooed at her, shifting on his legs but being careful not to move his arm at all.

“Are you able to Google what we should do? I know we probably can’t keep her, but I want to make sure we do everything right.”

Will hummed in affirmation and started looking for his phone again. He finally found it on the side table beside his end of the couch. He googled ‘how to take care of a baby possum’ and started reading out the advice.

“Number one thing is to keep her warm, and have her in a dark place. It says to put some rags in a box for her to go in with some sort of heating. I think we have a shoe box somewhere that we can use, and we have that heating pad, so I’ll grab that in a bit.” Nico nodded, and gently placed Heather back into the t-shirt.

“What about food?” Nico asked quietly.

“It actually says not to feed her. We could feed her the wrong thing or she could eat something wrong and get it into her lungs. Most of these sources say just keep her warm and safe until we can contact a wildlife rehabilitator.”

Nico sighed, his shoulders slumping. “That makes sense.” He leaned his head down onto the table. “I don’t want to give you away to some stranger though,” Nico cooed at Heather, using his finger to scratch her head again.

They sat in comfortable silence for a couple moments, before Nico perked up.

“Wait. What am I saying. Frank’s literally a wildlife rehabilitator! He works at the zoo as a vet! ”

Will’s eyes widened. “Oh my god you’re right.”

Nico carefully picked up Heather again, and turned around to look at Will. “Do you think they’ll keep her, and let us visit?” he asked, tentative hope written across his face. Will leaned down and kissed the tip of his nose.

“I’m sure you can convince Frank. I think he’s still scared of you.”

Nico laughed at that, and then shook his head. “I really don’t get why. I was joking when I gave him the shovel talk when he and Hazel started dating.”

“Babe, you can be scary when you’re happy ,” Will said leaning in and looking Nico directly in the eyes. Nico scrunched his nose in disagreement, so Will continued. “Not to me though. There’s no way I can think of you as scary when you bring baby animals home and name them after cartoon characters.” Nico rolled his eyes in annoyance, but the smile on his face betrayed him.

Will lightly gripped Nico’s chin and pulled him close. He caught Nico in a deeper kiss than the others he had given him since he got home, and Will did his best to pour his absolute adoration for Nico into it.

After a couple of moments though he pulled away. He slapped his thighs before standing up. “C’mon, let’s go set up a box for Heather. We can call Frank in the morning.” Nico nodded and stood up next to him slowly so as to not jostle Heather. Before Will could walk away Nico leaned in and gave Will another short kiss.

“Thank you,” Nico whispered against Will’s lips. Will just smiled, and returned the kiss.

#babies first solangelo fic guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i wrote this in 3 hours so if it isn't the best #deal wit it #i fully believe that nico di angelo would love possums ok. am i projecting? maybe. am i right? yes #nico di angelo #will solace #solangelo #tw mention of animal death #also krista if u see this no you DIDNT

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triona-tribblescore · 3 months

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Trionaaaaaaaaaaa hiiii!! :D I never know what to say to you but I love seeing you on the dash and the friendly and sweet/silly energy you bring on here always brings a smile to my face :3 I hope you have a lovely day ヾ(@^▽^@)ノ

WHEN I TELL YOU I SOBBED-

HELLI ILYSM /P YOUR SO SWEET- (this kept me going thru the week fr I'm so- <3333)

#I LOVE SEEING YOU ONLINE TOO!!#All the possums spark SO much joy and and #AND I HAVE SM ART TO CATCH UP ON!!#PICO AND THEIR LITTLE SIS BY DARING BELOVEDS #hugging you forever helli :') <3333 #mWAH #moots #asks #tribbletalks #<3

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batslime · 1 year

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The mummified possum skull is all done! He had some tough spots of petrified fat or something but I think I got him cleaned up pretty well. Looove having all the teeth for a skull.

#this ones going to a friend #you can kinda see the glue on the teeth still bc i got impatient and wanted to take the pics now… ignore that #vulture culture #bones #osteology #skulls #possum #departed

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onaperduamedee · 1 year

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Nynaeve might be the character that fascinates me the most so far, even if she's not quite the one I enjoy the most reading - Siuan! Siuan! Siuan!

Nynaeve is such a realistic blend of childishness and maturity. To put it simply, she can go from acting Egwene's age (and Egwene is so young - it's heartbreaking to realise what she went through so young), even younger, in the most infuriating way and the next paragraph she'll be the kind of loving and grounding older friend who could ease the heartaches of early adulthood.

I think her recklessness and refusal to even acknowledge her shortcomings sting all the more that it feels so personal. It's that very specific age between 25 and 30 where I remember feeling isolated and independent, and how that mixture nurtured the stupidest decisions, the most destructive impulses.

Without a doubt, Nynaeve is grown, arguably the most grown among the young heroes, save perhaps Min, and doesn't need to prove it like Egwene does, yet hasn't quite aged either into the stage where she accepts who she is, that she can be wrong about certain things, including who she is, and it is okay to recognise that and change in response.

At times, it feels like Robert Jordan went back in time and called my 26-year old self both a complete imbecile and someone quite wonderful in the becoming, and he would be quite right to do so.

#The wheel of time #Wot #Wheel of time #nynaeve al'meara #No spoilers #Nothing specific these are just leftovers from my notes on book III that I still need to edit and publish #I wonder how I would have received her character had I read the book at 26 #I am very curious to see how her character will evolve #All of the EF5 have an interesting arc ngl #But Nynaeve's the one for whom it hits a little too close to home #It makes some of her parts a little difficult to go through #You know like you read old notebook entries from your teenage years and go ah! I was obviously doing so well #Same software different face #At my age though Moiraine and Siuan are feasting on my brain like possums on fruits #Remblai #Wot meta #Sort of

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iholli · 3 months

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"weh weh Alastor is canonically aroace you're being disrespectful" I'm ace and probably aro-adjacent get the fuck out of my space and let me foam at the mouth in peace

#swear to Lucifer himself if i see one more rant in the tags bitching #i LOVE Alastor's orientation and how it's portrayed in canon and i think it's so perfectly handled rn #and i think it's a HUGE power move to make the hottest bitch in hell aroace #but my ace ass is still going to be down bad in some type of way for that shit. stay fucking mad.#im not even saying it in a 'yeah I'd fuck him' kinda way it's just hot in some sense i can't fully put into words 💀#hazbin hotel #ratkingdiscourse #sorry to be making another post about this im wired as fuck on finale adrenaline and that means i want to pick fights and possum scream #AND TO REITERATE. IT'S FINE IF YOU DON'T LIKE HIS ORIENTATION BEING TREATED DIFFERENTLY FROM CANON #JUST STOP BEING A FUCKING DICK TO EVERYONE ELSE ABOUT IT?

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shewhoeatssand · 5 months

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what if Kaneki had a possum in his roof and he had to try to slap the ceiling with a broom to scare it away or prove that it’s there

#nonono this one is a banger I promise #KANEKI. IN BASKETBALL SHORTS AND A SINGLET WITH A LITTLE DECAL ON IT. STANDING ON THE COUCH #BANGING ON THE ROOF WITH A BROOM #and then you hear shuffling running noises and a little screech from inside the ceiling while he stares up at it #he’s just watching it before looking over like “see there’s a possum up there”#I think he’d leave it alone after demonstrating to everyone that there’s a possum in the roof #but he’d get a trap to get it out and set it free because he hears enough scratching in his brain already #kaneki ken #kaneki

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forget-me-not-automaton · 9 months

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Guys is it too late in the Sb fandom’s lifespan to make an oc? I have the coolest idea but idk if I’d be too late or not, what with the novelty of the plex itself probably having worn off for most people by now =[

#YOU GUYS NEED TO SEE PERRY POSSUM HE’S SOSO COOL #but I don’t see anyone else making animatronic ocs anymore #so I’m scared =[#fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf ruin #fnaf fandom #fnaf security breach #fnaf oc #five nights at freddy's #five nights at freddy's security breach #ruin dlc #security breach ruin #animatronic oc #late to the party

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opossum-by-night · 1 month

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I love when he's struggling and I'm trying to help and I'm asking him what I can do (because I don't want to make things worse by guessing wrong) and he can't/won't tell me and so I guess and that makes it worse because I guessed wrong and then we're just both upset and then he falls asleep and once I'm alone I spiral and go to him for reassurance and he's suddenly so positive and sweet now that he's half-asleep and I still don't know how to help him next time this inevitably happens 🙃🙃🙃

It's literally a trap and I fall for it every time. Not an intentional one - he doesn't like it either - but a trap nonetheless. But I can't just not interact because then I'm still worrying about it the whole time I'm not interacting anyway, plus then it feels like I'm not being there for him. But he can't seem to do any kind of introspection without it just turning into self-loathing so he can never actually figure out an answer to give me when I ask how to help him!!!! And he already has a lot of guilt about hurting me and stressing me out with his problems, so trying to articulate that this pattern stresses me out just feels like I'm contributing to the problem!!!!! What the fuck!!!!!!!!

#he has a therapist but he only sees her like every other week #and i dont even know if he talks to her about this shit anyway #every time i ask if hes talked to her about this he goes “not really” like BITCH WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT THEN??????#my therapist hears about this shit every single week!!!!!!#possum talk #raccoon talk #rant

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doodlboy · 6 months

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Trick or treat!

A possum friend 4 you!!!

#ive never drawn a possum b4 so i thought a possum 4 ya would b appropriate bc when i see possums now i think of ur nlog skdjd #bitterpossum #thank you for the ask #trick or treat asks #traditional art #elliot rambles #elliot doodles

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fluffyblue-multifandommess · 1 year

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why do people who don't have sleeping disorders always think you can just avoid sleeping disorders if you just do everything right

#no i am not oversleeping because i am staying up late #9 nights out of 10 i am going to sleep at the exact same time that i was when i was still able to get up at 10.30 #and now i am getting up at 14.00 or 15.00 #no i am not doing excessive video games #no i am not 'just not trying hard enough to get up'#shut up shut up shut up #ableism #this probably applies to a bunch of other conditions and disabilities #why is the first reaction to someone saying 'something is wrong with my health' to ask 'well let's see what you're doing wrong'#why must WE be doing something wrong why can't it just be that our bodies are extremely complex entities #which sometimes break!!#when your car breaks down no one's going 'did you tell a possum to go build its nest in there?'#blue personal ramblings #vent post

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hey-there-juliet · 1 year

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Fremione Forever Secret Santa - 2022

Prompt: Santa

For @possumwritesfics

Merry Christmas, lovely ❤🎄

🚫 Do not repost.

(Click for better quality)

#please ignore the baby's ugly face #i can't draw babies apparently #POSSUM! The merriest of Christmas to you! ❤❤❤🎄🎄🎄#fremione #fremione forever #fremione forever secret santa #vi draws #mine #fred weasley #hermione granger #fred weasley x hermione granger #fred x hermione #hp art #hp fanart #hp #fremione fanart #hermione x fred #if you squint you can see Hermione's baby bump #pregnancy

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scarrypossmscribs · 1 year

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Scars ~ BLD Mini-Fic

[SPOILER WARNING FOR THOSE WHO HAVEN'T READ ANYTHING ON THE BLOG]

content warnings: tw scars, tw abuse (could be interpreted that way) tw self harm (tried to make it ambigious to fit with whatever oc you imagine to be in this fic) tw bad accidents (could also be interpreted this way) (Y/n in this has scars)

While this mini-fic doesnt have any NSFW things, this fandom is still heavily 18+. Please respect the author's wishes and DNI.

You yawned, the early morning sun and subtly refreshing breeze filling you with a sense of calm. It was so rare to have a perfectly nice day to enjoy. Work taking up a lot of your life, now that you'd moved into this small, but bustling town.

As you thought up ways to fully enjoy your day off, a shadow loomed over your shoulder. The finger poking you sending your heart into a split-second coma, shoulders jumping in confusion and fear. "Heh...", A slight chuckle escaped from your mystery stranger.

"Morning, Y/n. It's just me." Mr. Mystery stranger- Your new friend James, teased. His voice reverberated next to your ear, sending your head to snap in his direction. "Holy fuck-" You exclaimed, heart once again stuttering in your chest as you stared at the green eyes in front of you. Your expression must have been funny, from the way James seemed to smirk. It was a bit hard to tell from his mask, but the amused chuckles that followed made it clearer.

You let out a relieved breath, "Jeeze you asshole...", his laughter infecting you as you let out a small chuckle of your own. Your thoughts quickly turned to confusion, though. How did James know where to find you? You'd just stepped out of your apartment complex...

"Morning to you too, James. But eh.. How'd you know i was here?" You asked curiously, looking up at him. James was a pretty attractive person. His black and red hair, long and wild, was eye catching, reminding you of the night you both met. His dark green eyes seeming to pierce through anyone who met it's gaze, unraveling everyone's intentions onto a silver platter for him to see. Snapping you out of your daze and replying to your question, James gave a noncommittal shrug, "Just looking for somewhere to get breakfast.", he blinked, gaze turning back to you, "Why?You live here?" Ah...that made sense. Jeeze.. look at you overthinking things again.

Your mouth formed into a smile as you nimbly dodged the latter question, "Why not get breakfast together!", you offered cheerily. He glanced at you for a hearbeat before responding. The feeling of being read crawling up your skin. "Sounds good to me." James finally replied. And you felt like you could hear a smile in his tone as a shiver of relief washed away that eerie feeling.

You and James went to the local diner. Nothing super fancy, but it was full of familiar and comforting smells, which made it good enough for you and James to grab a quick bite. Well...more like for you to grab a quick bite, and James to grab something to drink. James never took his mask off around you... or anyone as far as you could tell. Putting down the menu after choosing what you wanted to order, your thoughts drifted, as you waited for a waiter or waitress to come over. Your thoughts inevitably decided to focus on James. I wonder why he never takes off his mask around me... You mumbled wordlessly to yourself, trailing your fingers on the spine of the menu. Weak immune system, maybe? Or... perhaps.. facial scars? What ever it was, though, you promised yourself not to pester him about it. Having a weak immune system was personal medical stuff. And you'd had first hand experience with the shame that came with scars. Your gaze trailed down to your hands, which had some cuts here and their. All from different life experiences and situations. Some from accidents. Some with...different backstories. "Are you okay?" The words brought you out of your haze. You looked up at James, and then noticed the waiter at the side of the table, eyes nervously flitting between you and James. "Oh... oh yeah I'm alright!" You said, waving your hand in dismissal, as you took the chance to relay your order to the waiter. James ordered a mint choc chip milkshake, one of his go to drinks. "A milkshake at this hour?" You lightly teased, watching him roll his eyes in response. A beat of familiar silence rose up, as your gaze trailed back to your hands. Tracing them with your eyes. "Y/n." James called out. Once again pulling you out of your thoughts. "Huh-? Yeah?" You responded, half confused...until you saw him glance at your hands for a second, before his green eyes landed on yours.

"I want a real answer this time. Are you alright?" Jame's tone was stern, but held a genuine softness inside it. "Pfft...", You let out a small laugh, "I'm fine. I really am." But with one glance at his face, you could tell he didn't take any of your words seriously. Your eyes shift back down to your hands, the second time today. Taking a small breath in, you add, "It was a long time ago. I don't see them the way I used to.", you pause, searching for a way to articulate your feelings, "To me now...it's proof that I survived. That I was able to move forward." You look back up, looking in Jame's eyes. They were slightly unfocused, but still trained on you. He let out a soft, but ambiguous hum of acknowledgement. Smiling, you looked to ease the heavy fog of awkward gloom. "So yeah..I guess you could say these are battle scars from duking it out with life and coming on top." You chirped, your smile turning into a satisfied grin. His gaze softened at that. An amused eye roll telling you that your efforts were at least slightly successful.

James stared at you as you ate, the conversation from earlier... despite bringing up some bad memories...making him feel a soft fuzzy feeling only you could give to him. Maybe you wouldn't question his scars once he revealed them to you. Maybe you wouldn't look at him like he was...disgusting. Maybe you wouldn't judge him. He could feel his patience starting to thin. The deepest part of his mind telling him, yelling at him, to take you away. He had to make you his. No... you already were his. And he would never let you go.

NEVER

James belongs to the amazing -> @hotpinkmoon aka Moonie!

#tw scars #tw sh #tw trauma #tw abuse #tw bad accidents #BloodLust Devotion #bloodlustdevotion #Murder sim #Yandere x you #Yandere x reader #yandere male #yandere #turned this on for mature so minors hopefully will not see #moonie if you see this you're amazing and tell the murder boys i love them <3 #possum scribs #!PossumSpeaks #edit for spelling mistakes hhh

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