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oikasugayama · 5 months

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If your requests are still opennn—Perhaps an alignment chart or hcs of how easily jealous bsd men are. please if you want!

let's goooo! mildly NSFW, MDNI bc that's awkward for me as an adult

Mori is jealous and quiet. He'll be mostly tame, but if someone really upsets him and makes him jealous, he'll put a hit on them. He wont play around when he feels like someone is threatening his relationship.

Fyodor is very, very similar to Mori in this regard. He won't put up with someone threatening his relationship, but instead of putting a hit on them he'll slowly get more and more sadistic, mentioning personal details about this person and their loved ones and threatening them until they leave you alone and Fyodor is sure they'll never, ever come back into your life.

Akutagawa will seethe and will try to pull you away from whoever is making him jealous. He's so quiet and angry on a general basis that no one can tell he's jealous except for you. You know he is because he pulls you into a nearby lockable room and fucks you over the desk, muttering about how dare someone encroach on his property, and don't you dare ever leave him for some stupid idiot like that.

Chuuya will put up with someone making him jealous for a little while but if it goes on too long or if the person starts to act cocky, he gets pissed. He'll slowly start touching you more and trying to get you away from the person bugging him. Later that night he'll fuck you good and sweetly and reassure you how much he worships you and how no one will ever treat you as well as he does.

Dazai is expected to be loud and whiny and obvious when he's jealous, but he does that for show a lot. When he's really, truly, obviously jealous, he's silent. He's quiet and cold. He'll make snarky remarks and start belittling whoever is bothering him. He's cruel and vicious, like back in his Mafia days. To you he's smug and cool, using his low and level voice until you're squirming and afraid of what he's gonna do. (What he does is fuck you until you're dumb and drooling, too worn out to even speak)

Sigma, Junichiro, and Oda aren't jealous, and they're very chill. Sigma doesn't exactly know to be jealous--you're his and that's basically a contract between you, so he's not worried when someone else shows interest in you. You're lovely, why wouldn't someone else like you? Junichiro may get whiny if he thinks you're giving someone else too much attention, but he isn't jealous in the way that others are. He knows you're coming home to him. Oda thinks you're a free person and can do what you want. He's confident in your relationship. Not jealous.

Bram and Nikolai couldn't give any less of a shit about someone flirting with you. They'll both go sicko mode and kill a man in cold blood if he crosses a line, and they know that everyone knows they think that way, so they're not jealous at all because they're so damn vicious.

Fukuzawa isn't really jealous and he's very calm, but he does like to keep close to you if someone is getting too friendly.

Ranpo will straight up whine and tell someone to leave his partner alone and stop flirting with them. If they don't go away, he'll straight up tell you he's getting jealous and wants to leave.

Poe will write sad mopey poetry about being upset that someone wants you. He'll even get mopey and handsy right in front of them. He feels very insecure when someone flirts with you, so he absolutely is the jealous type and he makes it very obvious. You have to remind him a lot that you want him and no one else.

Ango and Kunikida are similar. No one expected them to be the jealous type, but they both waited for so long to be in a relationship. When they finally found the perfect person adn settled down, they vowed to protect you and that relationship. They get jealous when someone is overstepping, and they get cunty about it. Very passive aggressive, and not afraid to lie to make the person go away or to pull you away. I can see Kunikida early in the relationship being annoyed that you "let" someone make him jealous, but he'll cut that out when you tell him it isn't your damn fault.

Mushitaro is CUNTYYYYYY when he's jealous. He's like if Mori and Fyodor weren't passive aggressive. He'll straight up threaten to murder someone and remind them that his ability lets him commit the perfect crime. He'll insult people, belittle them, do anything to make them go away and then ignore you for a few hours becausea he's mad someone else wanted you.

Atsushi is like Poe in that he's insecure so he gets jealous sometimes in a sad way, but he also gets jealous in a possessive way when someone flirts with you. He's the type to give a devastating one liner ("wow it's so funny that you think you're handsome enough to flirt with my partner (: ") and then he'll take you home and fuck you whiny and needy.

Tachihara is similar to Mushitaro's snippy, rudeness, and he'll fuck the shit out of you in the bathroom so anyone who wanted to flirt with you hears it and knows to leave you alone.

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the-offside-rule · 5 months

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Lando Norris (McLaren) - Dress Up

Day 8 of Christmas

“Please, don’t make me wear this.” Lando mumbled. “Oh come on! Liam is gonna love this.” Y/n grinned as she adjusted the beard on her boyfriend's face. “He’s gonna know it’s me.” Lando protested. “Hes going to me too excited to tell. All you have to do is come in, and let him sit on your lap.” Y/n explained the plan. “You can sit on my lap.” Lando winked as she just stared back at him in an annoyed fashion. “You’re no fun.” He muttered, letting her fix the minor details on his Santa suit. It was a drunk idea of his to buy a Santa suit to surprise Y/n's nephew. The plan was the drive into the driveway in his road car, then hop out with presents and stuff for the kid. The couple completely forgot about it until the suit arrived to their home a few days ago.

"He's gonna be home with mum any minute, so just go along with it!" Lando's hands dropped to Y/n's waist as she fixed his beard. "Don't try anything." Y/n warned. "I'm not doing anything." He replied, knowing damn well he was far from innocent. "Babe, get your hands off now." She chuckled. "But when I'm not doing anything, why should I?" She looked up slightly and was met with his adoring eyes. "Don't look at me with those eyes." She said. "What eyes?" He chuckled, leaning in ever so close. "Lando. They're bound to come back any second, now." He grinned. "Just one kiss." Y/n couldn't help but give in. Her arms flung around his neck and closed the gap between them, pulling him in for a passionate kiss. It was all going fine....that was until-

"Y/n!" Y/n and Lando jumped away from eachother from the sudden voice. Her mum stood in the doorway holding various bags while Liam stood excitedly by her side. "Woah! Y/n, you kissed Santa!" Liam said running towards them. "No, I- Liam I would never! I'm with Lando, remember?" Y/n tried to convince him he hadn't saw her kiss Santa, but he did and that was that. "Nana saw it too!" He said gleaming with joy. "No, she didn't!"

"I wish I didn't." Her mum mumbled. Y/n shot her a look. "Come on, let's just meet him. How's that sound?" Lando nailed the Santa look. He nailed everything, for the whole 20 minutes he was there. "I have to go now, Liam." Lando said in a deeper voice. "But, what is your biggest wish?" Liam thought for a moment before he pulled Lando down towards him and whispered into his ear. Lando looked up to Y/n, almost shocked before smiling. "I'll work my magic and I'll make sure it happens." He replied, patting him on the head. "Bye Santa!" Liam grinned, hugging the big man before he left out the front door and quickly running by the side as to not let Liam see.

As Y/n's mother settled down her grandson, Y/n snuck out the back to help Lando sneak back inside. She opened the shed door and there stood Lando taking his beard off. "Hello, Santa." Y/n smiled. "Have you been naughty or nice?" He grinned. Y/n rolled her eyes and grabbed him by the bright red suit. "Come on, before you freeze to death." After carefully sneaking him back in, Lando began changing. "So, I think you should wear some "Do you wanna help me out of it?" Lando asked in a suggestive tone. "My whole family is do better!" Y/n replied, slapping his chest playfully and walking away. "You love me really!" Lando called out. "I did cheat on you with Santa, though. Didn't I?"

As Christmas day finally came, the family all sat by Lando and Y/n's tree to open the gifts. Both sides of the family were there which was different, but a nice change. Liam and Landos niece Mila got to open their gifts first before everyone else did too. Y/n took the moment in. They should bring both families over to Monaco more often in all honesty. It's just too magical. "Did you get my present yet?" Lando whispered. Y/n smiled and shook her head. "No, I don't think so." Lando bent down u der the tree, searching frantically for his gift before pulling out a small wrapped box and handing it to her. "What's this? Earrings?" Y/n smiled as she tore the wrapping off the small parcel Lando had given her. "Just open it." He replied.

Y/n looked at the black box with gold writing on it.

Lando & Y/n

Est. 2019

She smiled at Lando. It was probably a necklace with a photo of them inside it. "Well, open it." Her mum egged her on, holding her phone out. Y/n turned to see Lando's mum doing the exact same thing. She opened the box, rather confused at the fuss before she fully understood. There in the velvet inside casing was a beautiful and dainty diamond ring, with Lando and Y/n's initials and anniversary date printed on the inside of the band. She looked over to Lando, who shifted from his seat and down to one knee. Her hands covered her mouth.

"Y/n, I love you so much. And we have been on one hell of a ride together so I wanted this Christmas to be our most special and ask you to be my wife by the next, if you'll accept." Lando said, taking the box into his hand. "Of course, you muppet!" Y/n replied through tears. As Lando placed the ring on her finger, their families rejoiced and the couple kissed. Their first of many kisses an fiancées.

Later on whilst the family were getting ready for Christmas dinner, Lando helped Y/n get ready in their room when a question that had been bugging Y/n all day came up. "Lando?" She asked. Lando looked up from his watch. "Yes, my love?" She smiled at his pet name for her. "Why did you ask me today?" Lando grinned and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her and nuzzling jnto her neck. "Let's just say, a certain little boy had a dream of making Lando Norris his Uncle officially."

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hollandorks · 4 months

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battinson! bruce wayne x f! reader

chapter fourteen

Summary: After the sudden deaths of her mother and grandmother, y/n is forced to return home to Gotham…and to the man who broke her heart three years ago. Back in Bruce Wayne’s inescapable orbit, she vows to get to the bottom of her former best friend’s new cold personality. But Bruce’s secrets aren’t what she’s expecting.

a/n: I'm back to posting semi-regularly, yay! Not sure when the next chapter will be finished because of the holidays but hopefully it'll be within the next week or so! This one is a little on the shorter side, but the next several will be longer I think! (Since I haven't actually written them--but I have plans and they're lengthy.)

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word count: 2k

“Oh man,” Martinez groaned as his eyes flicked from Alfred, to her, to the picture, and back again. He gulped audibly. Next to him, Blake the security guard was white as a sheet. “Gordon’s gonna kill me.”

“Gordon’s gonna kill me,” Martinez said for the twentieth time as y/n poured him a cup of coffee to replace the one that was currently still on the foyer floor. “I was supposed to be the one paying attention. I was the one he trusted.” Which, he informed her after maybe the fourth “Gordon’s gonna kill me,” that meant he was Gordon’s most trusted on her security team. He was one who was secretly supposed to make sure no one else was compromised.

“Martinez,” y/n said for the nineteenth time. “No he isn’t. You were doing your job. You already said you didn’t leave, or fall asleep, or take a call. In fact, you did your job so well you ignored my offer of coffee.” She held out the new mug.

Martinez was still nervously mangling the hat of his uniform. He was completely ignoring her reassurances. He went still after a second, then turned eyes that were twice as frightened to her. “Man, Mr. Wayne’s gonna be so mad too, isn’t he? This is his house.”

Y/n narrowed her eyes. “I’ll handle Bruce. And besides–Alfred’s more in charge than he is, and he already agreed it wasn’t your fault.” Alfred had met Gordon downstairs a few minutes earlier. The elevator and entire lobby had been turned into a crime scene. Martinez and y/n were waiting to give their statements.

Easing Martinez’s fears was much easier than facing her own. It was easy to focus on him and nothing else. Because in the short half hour since she’d first found the picture, each bit of new information was worse than the last. No one on the security detail had been harmed, bribed, or had even moved. The security cameras had been turned off for only ten minutes. Which all meant that someone had enough access to Wayne Tower and its security to get past everything extra that had been set up.

They wanted her to know that they could get to her.

And they were drawing it out. Instead of grabbing her, they were making her wait. Making her scared.

Y/n focused again on the nervous cop in front of her, who was still bemoaning the fact that everyone was going to be mad at him.

“If you don’t stop, I’m going to be mad at you,” she snapped. There was a headache blooming between her eyes.

Martinez quieted, looking like a kicked puppy with a mustache. “Jesus, I’m so sorry, y/n. If I can make it up to you at all–”

“Just drink your coffee, okay? No one blames you.” Y/n took a sip of her coffee. Her hands were still shaking, and some of the liquid spilled over as she set the cup back down. Damn, she was wasting a lot of coffee in one night.

She startled when a warm hand landed atop hers. She looked up and met Martinez’s soft gaze. He didn’t say anything else, but his presence was enough to steady her.

“I’m so glad they didn’t shoot you,” she said after a moment.

They shared a grin. “Hell, me too.”

An awareness prickled along y/n’s spine.

She looked up, and there was Bruce.

His hair was stuck to his forehead and his shirt was on inside out. Her stomach swooped. There really only seemed to be one possibility from those two clues, plus the fact that he hadn’t been home.

Jealousy and shame spread like hot oil through her stomach.

Bruce looked…angry. His eyes were twin blue flames where they stayed locked on Martinez’s hand atop hers.

Martinez scrambled to his feet as if the king of fucking England had just walked in. More coffee spilled as he bumped the table. Y/n half expected him to bow for Bruce. She rolled her eyes.

“Mr. Wayne! I’m so sorry, I swear I was paying attention, I–”

Bruce’s eyes went cold. “And you are?”

“Officer Martinez, we actually met back–”

Y/n’s eyes narrowed. It was her turn to jump to her feet. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” she said to Bruce.

Martinez flinched. Bruce calmly glanced her way then went back to glaring at Martinez.

“When the security of my home has been compromised due to incompetence–” Bruce said, still calm despite the obvious fury in his eyes.

Y/n cut him off. “Oh shut up. Stop talking to him like that. It wasn’t his fault!”

Bruce’s eyes flashed. “Well, it was certainly someone’s.”

“Maybe it was yours, then.” The words rose within her on a tide of anger. God, her life had been threatened again, and he had the nerve to come home from fucking his girlfriend and act like a dick to her friend? “I mean, you’ve been letting the rest of the tower go to shit for years, makes sense that maybe security is a little lax. Especially if you don’t even give enough of a shit to ever be here.”

They were almost toe to toe now, both breathing heavily. From the corner of her eye, she saw Martinez freeze in place, mouth open in shock.

“I give too much of a shit, y/n. If your little boyfriend hadn’t been distracted–”

Oh, y/n thought. Bruce thought Martinez was her boyfriend. And okay, maybe it looked like that, but Martinez actually had a great girlfriend who was in a group chat with them where they all sent memes to each other. She and Martinez wanted to set up a double date with her cousin and y/n.

The realization made the anger ebb, but then she was pissed off all over again.

“What gives you the right to act like this?” she spat at Bruce. He was so much taller than her that her neck was starting to ache from glaring up at him. “After what you did, after what you said, you’re acting like you have any right to one, be involved in my personal life at all or two, be jealous!”

Bruce flinched. Just like the first time it had happened two days ago, it didn’t feel as good as she thought it would.

“Um,” Martinez said in the echoing silence. “We’re actually just friends and I–I’m going to go give my statement now?”

Y/n barely noticed him leaving.

She was so sick of being so afraid, so heartbroken, so…everything.

“You’re going to apologize to him whether he’s just my friend or not,” she said, poking Bruce in the chest. He winced and tried to mask it by looking away. “I already told you, Bruce. I lost you three years ago. Stop acting like that didn’t fucking happen, because it did.”

Bruce’s hands were clenched into fists at his sides. Now he wasn’t looking her in the eye at all. “I didn’t mean–”

“Oh, shut the fuck up, yes you did.” But the words were bereft of the anger that had been present only moments before. She took a deep breath and a step backwards. “I’m just–sick of pretending things are the same, okay? I know you want to go all protective-best-friend thinking Martinez is my boyfriend or that he put me in danger but–I can’t just–Things aren’t–” Suddenly words were failing her. “It’s just not the same, okay?”

She watched as Bruce softened, too. “Y/n, I’m sorry, I–”

“Why did Martinez just run out of here like a bomb went off?” Gordon’s voice cut across whatever Bruce had been about to say.

“Mommy and Daddy were fighting,” y/n said drily, her defense mechanism of humor kicking in. Bruce made a choking noise. “Find anything useful? Like maybe Frank Gallo?”

She could almost hear Gordon’s teeth grinding from across the room. “No.”

“Bruce,” Alfred said from behind Gordon. “We have some things to discuss.”

Bruce gave her one last glance before following Alfred out.

Alone with Gordon now, y/n sank into her chair with a long sigh. She stared at the little coffee spills as if they had personally offended her. “If I spill any more coffee tonight I might kill someone.”

“Now that would be a sight. Looked like you were about to do Mr. Wayne in already.” Gordon chuckled and took the seat across from her. He flipped open a small notebook.

“I’m still not opposed to smothering him in his sleep,” she muttered. “Arrest me if you have to.”

“How about I get your statement instead?”

It didn’t take long. She was basically a pro at giving statements to the police at this point. When she was done, she said, “I’m so…tired of giving statements to the police.”

Gordon regarded her with sharp eyes that didn’t miss anything. “We’re doing everything we can, y/n,” he said softly.

“I know, I know. It’s just–getting shot at was scary and all, but this is my home.” Her voice cracked. She ducked her head and fiddled with her coffee mug so Gordon wouldn’t see the tears in her eyes. “They’re telling me they can get to me here, too. Where I’m supposed to be safe.”

“I understand completely. We’ll get him. We’ll get them. I have a feeling he might show up on our doorstep sooner rather than later, with something bat-shaped pinned to him and a couple of black eyes and broken bones.” Gordon smirked. Y/n frowned as she realized she hadn’t seen Batman at all. Had he been downstairs? Maybe Bruce hadn’t wanted him to come upstairs. Her frown deepened. “Now, you’re going to have to help me convince Officer Martinez not to sleep in the elevator tonight. Or right outside your door. He’s pretty upset.”

“I’m surprised he still wants to hang around, considering how much of a dick Bruce was,” y/n said under her breath. “But I’ll do my best.”

Martinez took a lot of convincing, but eventually relented and went home to his girlfriend. He made y/n put a chair under her bedroom door handle first, though.

Bruce hadn’t reappeared by the time y/n went to bed.

She laid down, the words of their argument–or whatever the hell that had been–replaying on a loop. Being around him made her feelings go haywire. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been so angry at him. The heartbreak of three years ago had taken over her life and she had to admit that the anger felt…almost good. Cathartic. But it also made her feel out of control. She didn’t feel like herself. Being mad at Bruce went against years of instincts. She was used to defending him, or him defending her, to being on the same team together.

She was still wide awake as dawn broke over the sky hours later.

Another thought kept turning over and over in her mind. Frank Gallo–or someone he had hired–had gotten into her home. Her very, very secure home.

She had been afraid before, but it was nothing like this. Her safe haven had been…sullied. They knew who she was, where she lived, and had basically said right to her face that not even Bruce Wayne’s money and power could keep her safe.

Added all together, y/n’s mind simply would not shut off in order for her to sleep.

It occurred to her again that she hadn’t seen Batman at all–had Gordon updated him on what happened? Because he had been in that photo, too. He had kept her alive, which she was certain had pissed off the Gallos. Was he a target? Maybe the picture of them together was a threat to both of them, but only given to her since they knew where she lived.

When she rolled over, her eyes caught on all of her research piled on the opposite side of the bed. Her eyes snagged on those three words: white knight syndrome.

She bet she had her answer about any possible feelings he might have. Even if he had shown up, he hadn’t tried to contact her, to see her, nothing. He was probably sick of having to keep her alive. He was probably leaving it up to Gordon and the police department now.

Despite everyone who was trying hard to keep her alive, y/n felt utterly alone.

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angelltheninth · 11 months

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Why Orcs are Awesome Romantic Partners

Okay I feel like orcs get a very bad reputation in pretty much anything. On one hand, yeah they can be big and scary but you know who else is big and scary? Werewolves. Yet they don't get a bad reputation because they're very cuddly. Well you better buckle down while I, someone with years of experience in Monsterology (which is totally a real thing), will explain to you in SFW and NSFW terms, the benefits of orcs.

SFW

Protective - their huge muscular body is better then any shield, they can bulldoze though enemies if needed but most importantly they can take you into their arms and carry you away when they sense you're feeling threatened or sad.

Big - you can climb them like a tree and they really don't care. They're proud of their big stature and sometimes tease you about how short you are compared to them. So tiny and cute, makes them want to take care of you forever, scoop you up and never let go.

Domestic - they are warriors yes but when they're not fighting they're really fun to be around. Lots of parties and even more quiet moments for just the two of you where they walk up behind you in the morning and pull you close and kiss the top of your head.

Cuddles - although they're warriors by nature they're also very good cuddle buddies. A little softer then other warrior species too, both body fat and muscles providing a comfortable surface for you to lay against. They really like you in their lap though, really emphasizes the size difference.

Family oriented - always put you and their family first. As their mate you take priority number one, and also your kids if you have them. But in general they would give anything to protect their family, no matter how much they have to dirty their hands to make it so.

Now for the NSFW parts, which I know a lot of monsterfuckers will care for.

NSFW

Protectiveness and possessiveness - in addition to their protective nature they are also prone to jealousy and possessive tendencies. The moment they notice others looking at you they will establish that you are theirs, kissing you, grinding up against you and when you get home absolutely covering you in their cum so you smell like them for days.

Size kink - oh you are getting stretched on their cock and fingers every damn night. Might be a lot for you at first but with practice and repetition your holes will get used to the size, the length, the girth of their cocks and fingers.

Morning wood - if you think humans have morning wood too often theirs is worse because it will never go down without you helping them out. They need your mouth, your sweet cunt milking them dry or else they're gonna have to walk out there and let everyone see their boner early in the morning.

Victory celebrations - because they get into many battles they often have parties to celebrate their winnings. Sometimes they're on the more calmer side, lots of food and drinks to be had. But other times its sex to let of the extra adrenaline. They always go to you in moments like this.

Growling/snarling - they make a lot of noise when they fuck. Its not possible to not hear them or know know good they're feeling when they're deep inside you. They encourage you to be just as loud, match them the best you can, let everyone know how good you're getting fucked.

Breeding kink - huge breeding kink on their part. Because of their warrior like ways they also have a drive to reproduce to make sure they don't leave their kind with no future. They don't really care of you're human they just want to make sure you take their seed and give them lots of babies.

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spidercookie18 · 5 months

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I've had this idea in my head that Paul uses M&M tubes to keep his joints in! They're perfect, they start out having candy AND they're air tight! If you can make anything out of that for the love of all that lives, you gotta.

Summary: Paul is a fiend, and makes it grandpa Emerson's problem Word Count: 2.5k

Great ask! I love this one a lot, you’re gonna get a crack response, but it’s a good response. Cause I’m smoking a crack pipe full of these fruity little bitches!

So, I’ve been toying with the idea of the boys going to COSTCO; hear me out. Any TLB AU where everyone survives, means Lucy will take the boys in; no if’s and’s or buts about it. She is the best 80’s mom ever, she’s for sure adopting them. Which makes the whole David x Michael thing weird bc they would be…stepbrothers? Whatever, vampire relationships are complicated. She would also have to be feeding like 10 people. Hold on, lets actually count. It’s the boys, that’s 4 + Lucy, Sam, Michael, Grandpa E, another 4, then Star, and Laddie, which is 2 AND maybe Max, and the Frog brothers… depending on how that goes. Anyways, that’s still at LEAST 10 mouths to feed.

So, Lucy, being the mom that she is, would get a COSTCO membership to get all the things that her new, big family would need. Now, you’re probably wondering, “Ari, where the fuck are you going with this?”

WELL

Lucy would get a COSTCO card so she could get these rambunctious fuckers what they need. Max would foot the bill, and everyone would be ‘happy’ about it and shut up forever. (FYI, Costco in the 90’s looked more like a Home Depot, which I hate).

Lucy notices, IMMEDIATELY that her new sons have some interesting snack choices to say the least.

David is waaay too into eggs, to the point where she doesn’t know if he’s even eating them, or if he’s just hiding them somewhere. Marko goes through wheels of cheese like they’re apples. Dwayne likes… pickled fish and marshmallows. And Paul… well, she’s concerned for all of them, but she’s most concerned for Paul.

He’s quickly becoming her favorite. He always helps with chores, even if he doesn’t want to. He changes light bulbs for her, even catches and releases the bugs that get in the house for her. Sure, he’s screaming and yelling the whole time it takes him to get the damn bug outside, but it’s the thought that counts. He's a mama’s boy through and through.

Lucy started worrying for him though, the second she noticed he would go through candy so quickly. And not just go through candy, he would go through the damn candy. Paul could eat a whole box of candy, within a few minutes. When she got trick or treat candy for one Halloween, Paul went through several hundreds of dollars’ worth of candy within a few hours. Specifically, she noticed, he would tear through the mini m&m tubes like nobodys business.

Which, if you asked Paul, he’d say it really was, “nobody’s business.”

She would buy the giant COSTCO boxes that had 24 tubes and he would just walk off with the whole box. After he’d done that three or four times, she brought it up to David.

Lucy: I’m worried that Paul is… going to make himself sick.

David: *Leaning against the kitchen counter* We’ve been worrying about that for a lot longer than you have, he’s just like that.

Lucy: No, I mean, he keeps stealing these… little… *gestures with her hands* tubes of candy and I don’t know what he’s doing with them.

David: Oh, *rubs his chin* well that would be concerning… if it wasn’t Paul.

Lucy: Can you just make sure he’s not eating all that candy, can you boys process sugar fine like that?

David: *shrugs*

Michael: *walks into the kitchen, and grabs something from the fridge*

Lucy: OH, oh, Michael, *waving her hands* tell David about the thing.

Michael: *closes the fridge* Oh, no, not this again. *To David* Is she bothering you with this? *To Lucy, pointing with the soda bottle* Are you bothering him with this?

David: *snorts* This is a real hot button issue, eh?

Lucy: I’m worried about him, is no one else worried about him?

Michael: He’s a weird guy, mom. He’s just like that.

Lucy: But-

Michael: Mom if it’s that big of a deal why don’t you ask him about it?

Lucy: I TRY. But every time I try to ask him about it, he bolts. And, *pointing at Michael and David* with all that damn candy, I might add.

David: *laughing* Yeaah, that sounds like Paul.

Michael: Don’t encourage her.

Lucy: *glares at Michael*

David: Listen Ms. E, I wouldn’t worry about it making him sick. But if it means that much to ya, I’ll talk to him about it.

Lucy: Thank you, David, *pats his back*

David: *already halfway out the room* okay byeeeeeeeeee

What lucy didn’t know, was while, yes, Paul was a fiend for sugar, he was hoarding the m&m tubes for a much more nefarious reason.

Paul was like a pack rat. Step one foot into the cave, and you’d think it was just a mangled mess of shit. But, if you looked closely, you’d notice all the little things hidden away.

Paul had been, for the last several months, eating, emptying, and refilling the plastic, airtight containers with grandpa E’s marijuana. He had been sneakily snatching the sticky green buds in the middle of the night and stashing them away for safe smoking.

Albeit, not as sneaky as he thought. Cause, on more than one occasion, grandpa E had been waiting outside in the garden with the spray hose for Paul. Whenever Paul would slosh into the cave the boys knew he got hosed again, and they’d laugh at his ass.

But, Paul, the ever persistent, learned grandpa E’s habits, and how to better sneak the weed away undetected. He’d crawl on his belly across the roof of the house with a bag slung across his shoulder (think army style, when they make them crawl through the mud; that’s Paul). He would peep his little face over the side of the roof and watch for grandpa in the garden. The first few nights, grandpa E stood outside for a few hours with the hose, waiting for the wild blond.

His persistence paid off, after a few days, grandpa E thought it was safe, and Paul snatched up his goodies. Paul thought he was being sneaky by hovering above the ground and not leaving boot prints; but the next morning, when Lucy, Sam, and Michael were having breakfast and they heard a string of old man cuss words, they knew ‘smokey the bandit’ struck again. Lucy didn’t believe for a second that sweet Paul could steal from her dad, so she chalked it up to her dad smoking too much and being old.

The next night when the boys went to visit for ‘pizza night’ grandpa E railed into Paul. He would not stop ranting and raving about how he was, “going to hog tie his ass,” and, “turn him into the ugliest taxidermyed vampire there ever was.” Lucy gave the boys some money and sent them to get the pizza to let her dad cool down, but when grandpa E insisted he didn’t want Paul back in the house until he apologized, she told the boys to just go out for pizza.

Marko: Paul, you asshole, just apologize so we can go back.

Paul: If I apologize, then that proves I did it- which I didn’t.

Dwayne: Dude, we all know it was you.

Paul: Hey, he’s getting old, that’s 100% not my problem.

David: You know, if you strip the stalk, that kinda makes it more obvious, dumbass.

Sam: You shoulda heard him this morning,

Michael: Yea, it was pretty bad. I’ve never heard him blow up like that.

David: Really? What happened

Sam: He went crazy! He wouldn’t stop screaming!

Marko: *giggling*

Sam: It’s not funny dude, okay? He said words I’ve never even heard before!

Dwayne: Like what? ‘Dagnabbit?’

David: *snorts*

Michael: *Pulling Paul’s jacket by the sleeve* You know if he catches you, you’re dead.

Paul: I’m already dead, also, I’m so not scared of your ‘pappy’.

Michael: Hey, it was a fair warning.

After that, grandpa E went through with operation: catch that flying asshole. He brewed pots of coffee to stay up all night and traded in his hose for a shotgun. Grandpa E sat outside with a chair and his shotgun across his lap, just waiting for Paul to show.

Paul, the ever persistent, waited over a week for his prize. Lucy watched from the kitchen window, as her dad sat outside and stared at the night sky. Her, and Sam were beginning to worry about his mental state. He’d been forcing himself to stay away for hours, and whenever he did fall asleep, Paul would chuck pebbles at him to see if he’d gone to bed for good. Grandpa E would immediately wake up, startled, and one time he’d rang a shot off into the night. Lucy scolded him, saying what if he’d hit a bird, or one of the boys. And his response was, “good! Those fuckers need to learn to stop stealing my stuff!”

One night, after almost 10 nights, there was an opening.

Paul laid on his back, staring at the night sky, rolling the little grey pebble around between his fingers. He was getting sick of waiting, and if he wasn’t worried about what Lucy thought of him, he would have just gone and taken the whole damn garden already. He stared up at the stars, watching the clouds roll in.

Clouds.

He listened to the water as it began to fall softly onto the roof. The pitter-patter came slowly, then faster, then it came in a downpour.

Grandpa E: LUCY!

Lucy:

Grandpa E: LUUUCYYYY!

Lucy: What dad?

Grandpa E: Lucy! Bring me the umbrella!

Lucy: No Dad!

Grandpa E: WHAT?! But it’s a downpour!

Lucy: If you want the umbrella, you gotta come get it yourself!

*Lucy had had enough of her dad’s shenanigans and was determined to get him to come inside from the cold. She hoped this rainstorm was the wakeup call he needed. *

Grandpa E:

Grandpa E: SAM! MICHAEL!

Lucy: They’re not here dad!

Grandpa E: LUCY, YOU BRING ME THAT DAMN UMBRELLA BEFORE I CATCH MY DEATH OUT HERE!

She was done entertaining the notion that Paul, her sweet, kind, always there to help anyone, Paul, was stealing from her dad. He would have to come inside one way or another.

Grandpa E grumbled as his button-up shirt started to get soaked.

Paul turned to lay on his belly and watched his nemesis shift around, trying to determine what to do next. “Go inside, you old bastard,” Paul mumbled to himself. The rain was coming down hard now, if it wasn’t for his vampire eyes, he wouldn’t be able to see anything through the rain. Paul could stay out in the cold and wet forever if he needed to, but he knew grandpa E had to go inside, “go in,” Paul insisted.

He watched as grandpa E pulled the shotgun off his lap and scampered inside. He could hear him mumble something about an umbrella as he ran through the screen door into the kitchen.

Now was his chance!

Paul quickly flew down to the garden. He planted both feet firmly on the ground, what did it matter if his boot prints were in the ground, grandpa knew he was there, and also the rain would wash them out. Paul’s boots squished under him in the wet, burbly mud, he squatted down and grabbed the plant from the base of the stalk and ripped it out of the ground. The roots of the plant dripping down with mud and rain. He repeated his process a few more times. “Fucking old bastard,” he grumbled, as he pulled another plant up by the roots, “making me come out here in the - *grunts* FUCKING RAIN.”

He grabbed a few stalks, tucked them under the strap of his bag and flew off into the night.

Grandpa E heard the “woo-hoo” as he was reaching for the screen door. He ran outside, looking for the umbrella was a flop, it took him too long to search in the cramped closet, so he gave up and decided to return to his green patch of goodness. He scampered back to the kitchen and saw a hurried mess of hair shifting around in the garden.

Grandpa E: Look! There he is! *Pointing out the window*

Lucy: *Walking to the window* Dad, I don’t see anything?

Grandpa E: What do you mean?! He’s right there!

Lucy: *straining her eyes* Dad, it’s a downpour, I can’t see anything.

Grandpa E: *running to the screen door* I got your ass now!

But, as we all know, by the time he got out there, it was too late. Grandpa E, stared at the ground in defeat. He watched as the holes where the stalks used to be burbled and filled with mud and water. The boot prints were fading before his eyes. He knew no one would ever believe him now, and he knew Paul knew that too.

If he didn’t hate him so much by this point, he’d might have applauded him. But for now, he just fell to his knees, the mud sloshing under his pajama pants, and he wailed into the night.

Paul laughed the whole way back to the cave.

When he finally landed, he happily stomped down into the cave. He leaves of the stalks rustling, mud dripping off the stalks and the roots.

His boots squelched under his weight and the mud tracked in behind him.

The other boys and Michael watched as the cocky, rain washed out blond walked into the cave.

Marko: No fucking way.

Dwayne: Oh, Paul you didn’t

David: Atta boy!

Michael: Oooooh, I’m not here.

Paul hummed happily to himself; he ignored his brothers’ jeers as he walked to his alcove. He slung the bag off around his head set the stalks down next to his bean bag chair. He sat down on the tattered, ratty thing with an oomph. He looked at the stalks, he’d clean em and prep em for use later. Paul intended to pluck the seeds out and plant them near the cave, entirely done with being ‘smokey the bandit’.

He shifted to one side and reached a hand under the bag. He rifled around under the chair for a second before he produced what he was reaching for, an m&m tube. He patted his jacket for a lighter and popped open the blue plastic container. He wafted the open container under his nose and turned the tube upside down. A joint slid out into his open palm.

Paul plucked the twisted white paper and set it in his mouth. He flicked the lighter on and lit the end. He took a deep inhale and laid back further in his bean bag chair, still ignoring his brothers half-assed remarks.

Victory never tasted so sweet.

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #tlb 1987 #tlb paul #tlb david #tlb marko #tlb dwayne #tlb michael #lucy emerson #grandpa emerson #sam emerson #paul the lost boys

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Idk what specific au this is besides just a human one but skinny little dream with a big pop out pregnant belly he cant hide by month two... lets go w office au like last anon said bc the implications of everyone calling dream a slutty breeding bitch is sooo hot to me. Hes showing so soon bc hob put such a big baby in him and hes always sore and whiny and cries at the drop of a hat even at work now.. hob gets massive kudos for knocking him up and this would be perfect w omega dream i just realized bc "bitchy little omega learned his place". Hob finally taught the omega who thought he cluld boss everyone around some humilty.. hes gonna be out of work barefoot in their apartment soon enough and the alphas who hate him are sooo excited for both not having to be around him and also the bitch being "humbled". The problem? Hob is a LOT more territorial and protective now and hardly will agree to play along even when he knows dream gets off to it.. when someone gets a bit too close to a THREAT to dream instead of just venting? Its a good thing dream has a whole staff of lawyers on retainer and theres laws allowing an alpha to protect their mated omega!! Hob doesnt leave dreams side after that. Ever. And any time he even gets a wiff of dreams arousal hes dropping everything and holding dreams hips down to eat his pretty cunt out until hes come so many times he cant even speak<3 hob knows dream will be going back to the office. Hes gonna be the one at home and dream is going to work from home as much as possible now as well.

Also! Im getting distracted by the belly again and how dream was always all sharp angles and slim cut suits and now hes.. soft. Omega like. His wardrobe changes completely and hob thinks its the sweetest most adorable thing in the whole world when he gets all cozy in comfortable clothes and starts nesting like 100x as intensely. His tits are filling with milk and everyone can smell it on him, how fertile and bred he is.

-🔪

EEE yeah!!! YEAH!!

I love Dream being horny about all the alphas in the office saying mean stuff about him. It turns him on so much to see them leer at him and mutter under their breaths about how he's just a dumb, bred omega bitch now. Hob really wants to smack them all for talking about Dream like that, but Dream is like nooooo 🥺🥺 let them do it, it makes me so wet.

Dream starts showing up to work in maternity dresses and cute cardigans and Hob is constantly clawing at the walls with overwhelming horniness. He catches a glance at Dream’s belly and immediately starts getting hard every single time. He can't believe how massive Dream gets, and it happens so quickly!! His back hurts and his feet are swollen but he's determined to enjoy being pregnant. He grits his teeth through all the discomfort and only yells at Hob a little bit! He does have a bit of a breakdown later in the pregnancy when he finds out the baby is in the 99th percentile for size... damn Hob and his super sperm!

Hob is so looking forward to being a stay at home daddy for their little one - he imagines that he'll probably be bringing the baby into the office for visits a lot, when Dream can't work at home. They're so domestic now <33 Dream wants cuddles and Hob can't stop rubbing against him to make sure he smells claimed. 10/10, an absolute unbearable couple, everyone else in the office is totally sick of them.

A few weeks before he's due, Dream is meant to be on leave but he ends up popping into the office (he's a workaholic). Everyone is astounded by his massive belly (which is currently stretching one of Hob’s old t-shirts to the absolute limit). Considering how tiny and flat he's always been, it's a shock to see the boss so round, with his generous tits bouncing in time with each cautious step he takes. Every alpha in the office has a crisis over how innately sexy Dream is now. He's still a bitch, but now he's also a very sexy omega!!! Oh the dichotomy!!!

He goes home and gets his pussy eaten by his alpha, and totally gets off on knowing that Hob is going to knock him up again ASAP. If Dream gets his way he'll spend the next 10 years pregnant as fuck.

#🔪 anon #the sandman #dreamling #nsft #cw omegaverse #cw pregnancy

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Rebirth au: whos him that papa arc is talking about? Finally some context as to WHY they're an asshole to Jaune, and is Jeanne gonna make it into the harem?

The Cold Heart Truth

Acheius: Okay… Okay… Head count… Jaune, Jeanne, Saphire, Saphron…

Juniper: Luna, Janette, Carol, Angela, Thiriana… Yeah, that’s all of them.

Luna: What’s going on mom?

Saphron: Dad’s gonna tell us why he doesn’t want, Jaune to be a, Huntsman.

Carol: Oh this should be good.

Angela: I wonder what this will be about.

Jeanne: Dad’s going to explain why he won’t let, Jaune train to become a, Huntsman.

Janette: Oh this should be good.

Jaune: It better be…

Thiriana: Okay, Dad we’re all here, explain why you won’t let, Jaune become a, Huntsman?

Acheius: …

Juniper: It’s okay, Dear, we’re all here with you.

Acheius: Okay… This happened years ago… many years ago…

Saphron: How many years ago?

Acheiss: Enough.

Saphron: That’s not a…!

Juniper: Save your questions for later, Saphron.

Saphron: Sorry.

Saphire: Go on, Dad.

Acheius: Haaa… Okay… So your mother, and I were on our way home after a trip from the hospital. Your mother was about five months pregnant at the time, we went to see how the baby was doing. The pregnancy wasn’t go that well. Not that it was bad, but it wasn’t that well…

Thiriana: What’s was wrong?

Juniper: It was my first pregnancy. We weren’t sure what would happen, so we went to the hospital to see how things were going. Everything was fine.

Saphron: I thought you had a hard time with my birth?

Juniper: Both set of the twins were harder to deal with…

Jeanne: Sorry…

Juniper: Don’t worry. Keep going, Achi.

Acheius: Well, we were on our way back with a caravan, merchants, people fleeing, Vale. And a couple of, Hunter’s. I was nervous beyond belief, I wanted to get back home as fast as I could because I was freaking out about the baby, and your mother.

Carol: Not much has changed has it?

Acheius: Ha! No, no it hasn’t… Anyway, you can all probably expect what happened…

Jaune: A Grimm attack?

Acheius: Yeah… Typical, Grimm attack… But… by the time I realized we were under attack… the cart that had been carrying us had been flipped over… and… and…

Juniper: And, I lost the baby…

Saphron: Oh gods!

Thiriana: Saphron wasn’t the first?!

Janette: W-What?!

Coral: You had a miscarriage…?!

Angela: Mom, are you okay?

Jeanne: Excuse me! I need to… Hrk?!

Saphire: Me too!

Luna: The baby…

Jaune: …

Juniper: Uhh… We’ll continue our story when your sisters come back.

Acheius: They’re taking this better than I expected…

~~~

Juniper: So… Everyone feeling better?

JS: No…

Carol: That was to be expected…

Janette: No shit! It’s not every day your mom tells you she had a miscarriage! How else did you expect them to react?!

Coral: You know that’s not what I meant, Jan!

Janette: Then why the hell are you making jokes?!

Coral: How the fuck do you expect me to take this?! Making jokes is the only way I can… I can handle… THIS?!!

Janette: Have you ever heard of a thing called timing?!

Thiriana: Enough! Enough you two… Neither of you are helping… You’re just making things worse…

Carol: Ah! S-Sorry… I didn’t mean to…

Janette: Sorry…

Jeanne: Jaune…?

Jaune: …

Jeanne: Jaune, are you okay…?

Jaune: It was a boy… Wasn’t it?

Juniper: What?

Jaune: Mom was five months pregnant; you can tell the gender of the baby by then… You don’t want me to be a, Huntsman because you’re scared. Scared because you don’t want to lose another son, aren’t you?

Acheius: Ha! Haha haaaa… You’re damn right I’m scared…

Jaune: …

Acheius: Haa… When you said you wanted to become a, Huntsman… I haven’t felt such fear before in my life… I laughed at you not because I don’t think you couldn’t be a, Huntsman, Jaune. You’re damn clever boy, more so than most people think. You would be one hell of an impressive, Huntsman. I laughed because… Because it’s a defence mechanism! I laugh when I’m scared, and when you said you wanted to be a huntsman… I’m terrified to lose another son… I… I can’t handle it… I can’t handle it again…

Luna: I’m confused… Why are you so hurt about this, Dad! Mom lost the baby not you!

Juniper: Luna!

Jaune: But, Dad couldn’t do anything.

Luna: W-What?

Jaune: Dad was with, Mom in the wagon, they didn’t even know the, Grimm was there. Dad is beating himself up because if he was outside watching out for, Grimm, instead of watching over, Mom like he did. Well… Maybe none of this would have happened. And, that’s what’s eating away at, Dad so much, isn’t it?

Acheius: Hehe… Haa… Like I said: He’s a damn clever boy… Yeah… That’s why I’m so upset… I couldn’t do anything to save my unborn son… I’m a failure…

Jeanne: For what? Y-You said it yourself there wasn’t anything you could do! Yes, you lost your first son, but you have, Jaune! You have all of us too!

Saphron: And, you’ve done a damn good job of protecting us! Yes you may have failed… But, it’s like you say: “So long as I can stand back up…”

Acheius: “Any lessoned learned is worth the price…”

Saphron: Yeah…

Jaune: …

Jaune: Dad…?

Acheius: Jaune…?

Jaune: I’m going to be a, Huntsman… No matter what you say I’m going to become a Huntsman. So… Will uou train me to become a, Huntsman. To become the, Huntsman that you needed that day. Please!

Acheius: …

Jeanne: Please, Dad?

Acheius: …

Juniper: Achi…

Acheius: …?

Juniper: He will become that, Huntsman. No matter what comes his way, he will become that, Huntsman. You know he will.

Acheius: Haaa…

Acheius: I’m going to make it hell, for both of you.

Jeanne: Oh! I’m so excited!

Jaune: Ha. Bring it old man.

Acheius: Oh, you’re gonna get it now. Come on uou two. Its time to train you into some, Hunters!

Jeanne: Whoo! Lets fucking go!

Juniper: Language young lady!

Jeanne: Sorry!

Jaune: Thanks, Dad. I’ll make you proud.

Acheius: Ha… You always have, Jaune. You always have…

///

So… Yall still angry at, Jaune’s dad for laughing now?!

Hmm?!! Hmm?!!

HMMM?!!

Seriously, it surprised me how upset you lot were. Gave me some good story idea though so… meh. Whatever.

#rwby #jeanne arc #juniper arc #jaune arc

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one-winged-dreams · 4 months

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Save the Date

ship: what do angels dream of (angeal x adriel) (pl: adriel & zack) source: final fantasy vii word count: 1408

JUST TALKING WEDDING PLANS WITH ZACK, DON'T MIND ME

tag list: @dearly-beeloved @camellias-and-coriander @rebel-wolf13 @sunstar-of-the-north @mahitoslittlebird @goldenworldsabound @edencantstopfallininlove @sosoftandsweet @dorothys-wife @faerie-circle-ships @kylars-princess

"So you've got a date decided, then?"

Adriel stopped pacing at the question, his hand coming up to grip the wrist of the hand holding his phone to his ear.

He wasn't sure if Zack had initially called to talk about wedding plans, excitable as he was. The answer to THAT particular question was up in the air, but Adriel never minded speaking with him at any rate.

And Zack's question WAS going to come up eventually.

"Yeeesss," he answered tentatively, looking out one of his living room windows. The day had passed by rather quickly, but it was difficult to ascertain just HOW quickly based on how early the sun set this time of year.

"What do you mean 'Yeeeessss,' you gonna tell me or what?" Zack prompted. At this point, it didn't matter why he called, Adriel knew that the conversation was now irrevocably wedding-related, regardless of initial intention.

He sighed, unable to help but smile, not doing so a difficult enough challenge around Zack in general.

"Why? Thinking about letting your plus one know? And your plus one's plus one?"

"Sure am! Cloud's not usually the type to go to these sort of things, but he'll have a good time since you and Angeal are my friends. And you're gonna LOVE Bee," Zack began to ramble, only stopping as he heard Adriel chuckle, "What? Are you laughing at me? Come on, just tell me."

Adriel's smile spread further, and he leaned against the back of the couch, placing a hand on the edge to support himself.

"You'll get your card in the mail the same day as everyone else, Zack."

A huff on the other end of the line made him giggle.

"Might as well send out the invitations already if that's how it's gonna be."

This brought a blush to Adriel's face rather than a smile, one of his hands instinctively coming up to cover the lower half of his face.

"W-We're still working on those. The save the date cards will be out tomorrow, Reeve's not letting me skimp out on the actual invitations. He wants us to make something nice, I don't know. It's not really a big deal to us, they're just cards," he mumbled.

Zack made some sort of exasperated whine that truly hammered home what a puppy he was.

"They're not, though! You and Angeal are two out of three of my BEST FRIENDS! So you make something with heart, 'cause I'm gonna keep it FOREVER."

"Zack…" Adriel murmured, touched by the sentiment. It didn't come as too much of a surprise, but it incited a strong emotional response regardless.

"So is that why you're not doing field work right now? Reeve's got you on leave so you can plan the wedding? By the way it sounds, it's gonna be pretty soon."

"You can say that, yeah," Adriel's eyes scanned the room as he adjusted the phone. That was all he would say on the matter, and it was clear Zack knew he wasn't getting any more out of him, "You doing delivery work with Cloud right now? Working even on your days off, huh?"

"Of course! Holidays are coming up, and Cloud can use all the help he can get. It's like everyone in Midgar and their mom need a package sent, it's CRAZY. What about Angeal? He helping you out today?"

Adriel paused and then sighed.

"He's in Junon with Genesis, heading security detail for Rufus. They're expanding on the self-sustaining energy plan over there, and a lot of people who still support Shinra's old cause are… Unhappy, to say the least."

"Damn. They couldn't get Sephiroth to do it?" Zack's pout was nearly audible.

"He and Owen are helping Reeve check out the old reactor in Corel. Trying to make sure it's not causing any problems. It's been all hands on deck lately. Except for me, I guess," Adriel let out a breath through his nose, his own pout materializing as he ran the circumstances over in his head again.

"That really sucks. But Reeve's right, at least one of you needs to start on those wedding plans. And you know Angeal's no good at that sort of thing," Good ol' Zack, trying to remain positive despite everything.

"And I am?" Adriel only half-joked, tilting his head back to stare at the ceiling. "It's not gonna be a big deal. We're just taking a handful of you guys to Banora. Might have Lazard officiate, might have Genesis. It depends on if Genesis can behave himself. He REALLY wants to officiate, by the way."

"Oh I'll bet! Good luck with that, have Lazard put something together just in case."

This got another chuckle from Adriel, Zack responding with a pleased hum.

"Angeal calling you often?" Zack minorly changed the subject.

A smile returned to Adriel's lips, soft and affectionate.

"At LEAST twice a day."

"Ohhh, at least, huh? Do I wanna know what any extra phonecalls might be about?"

The comment was so brazen that Adriel couldn't suppress a flustered laugh in time.

"ZACK!"

"Guess I don't! Alright, I'll stop. When's he coming home, anyway?"

As Adriel looked out the window, the sun was setting low, the sky ablaze with warm colors that incited a sense of romanticism.

"Hopefully? Tomorrow or the day after. My money's on the day after, God knows how long Rufus is going to be doing his thing over there. I was a SOLDIER, I never understood the bureaucracy thing."

His audible disappointment was interrupted as the doorbell rang, eyes narrowing to a squint.

"That's not you at the door, is it?"

"Me? Nah, I'm in Sector 7 right now. This is my last round for the day. Why, you want me to come over?"

Adriel frowned thoughtfully, approaching the door but keeping his phone loosely at his ear.

"You can if you want, but I-"

"A little chilly out here, hope there's someone home to warm me up," came a familiar and far more than welcome voice from behind the door.

Eyes widening, Adriel nearly dropped the phone.

"I have to go."

"Uh, okay see y-" Zack was cut off as Adriel hung up and tossed the phone onto the couch.

After a quick dash to the door, he all but flung it open, the ultimate object of his desire standing there, rolling his shoulder. Angeal had probably been holding that traveling bag for a while if he had walked all the way home from the bus station.

As the door opened before him, Angeal stopped mid-stretch, a grin immediately spreading across his face.

"Oh, lucky me. My angel was home after all, good. I don't think I could have waited another minute to see you again."

The tears that sprung to Adriel's eyes were expected, his weepy expression paired with a deep blush making Angeal laugh.

"I'll take that as to meaning the feeling is mutual. Can I get a-"

He was ultimately unable to finish the request, as Adriel had flung himself at him so hard and so quickly that he had to drop his bag to catch him.

As always, Angeal was a brick wall that didn't budge an inch, no matter how hard Adriel threw himself at him. As he heard Angeal laugh again, feeling his strong arms wrap around him as he buried himself in his chest, he whimpered in the most pathetic and unflattering manner.

"What? What's the matter my angel? Don't cry, I'm here," Angeal chuckled while offering a tight squeeze.

"I ju-just! L-love you so mu-uch!" came Adriel's weepy reply, gripping the fabric of Angeal's shirt so hard it was a wonder it hadn't begun to tear.

Humming affectionately, Angeal placed a kiss on the top of Adriel's head.

"I know. I love you too. Let's go inside, mh? It's cold out here, and I did ask if someone could warm me up. Someone being you, if that wasn't clear," Angeal half-teased, not releasing Adriel as he leaned to the side to pick up his bag.

Proceeding to move the straps down to the crook of his elbow, Angeal didn't hesitate to turn his hug into a bridal carry, reveling in the yelp that it incited.

"Angeal!" Adriel exclaimed with a sniffle, his arms immediately wrapping around Angeal's neck by habit alone.

"Hope you weren't in the middle of any wedding planning. Because we've got a lot of 'warming up' to catch up on."

#self ship #self shipping #virus fics #what do angels dream of #pl: zack

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shuquoteunquote · 6 months

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Shu on internet safety, assumptions, goals and more!

🔗: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I-neemAni9Y

3:07:36

(context: Shu talks about means of communication with other livers)

👟: you know we have other means of communication apart from public Twitter

you never know what goes on behind the scenes

💬: damn ok, secrets

👟: obviously there are stuff we can't talk (about)

but like apart from that, sometimes we see Twitter and chat and be like "oh lmao they're so wrong"

there's nothing bad about it

💬: monka

👟: (laughs) it's interesting to see the guesses though!

💬: what do you do when they're so right

👟: I'll just be like, oh they're right

💬: you're looking through the replies?

👟: well, once in a while you see me reply to those, right? Or like quote retweet them?

I don't, like, ignore it

and sometimes it just pops up in my For you page

(laughs) why are you monka-ing? It's a public platform, I'll see it sometimes.

💬: Yeah, but all the replies?

👟: What do you mean, why does it matter tho?

Like at that moment, there's a chance that I see your reply regardless.

But that percentage is like, it depends but like

If anything, you shouldn't be worried if I perceive you, but what the others perceive you.

IMO, on the internet. This is just general internet safety.

3:10:30

👟: I think you shouldn't assume.

If you're public, it's like the same thing as like putting a billboard up of your tweet. And everyone drives by.

💬: thank god I don't use Twitter then lmao

👟: I mean, chat too. Sometimes some people post stuff and I'm just like "oop, not reading that!" (laughs)

But yeah in general,

if you post stuff that's like, against the rules, you could pretty much guarantee that I'm not gonna read it. Out loud, or react to it.

…

yeah, there's a reason why I don't use TTS

💬: pls dont do this to us

👟: well, it's just general internet safety

if anything, I'm making sure y'all are aware, yknow?

(Shu explains what TTS is, which is mainly used by Twitch streamers)

3:12:38

💬: you make us afraid of the internet

👟: Well, it shouldn't be like 'afraid'

its just that, make sure you're safe, yknow

(Shu talks about how some smart devices for homes can be a way for other people to hack into their system)

3:13:43

👟: If I'm being kinda honest, there's other things that are probably more security-flawed with your security that you should be more concerned about

Just saying.

(Shu goes on to talk about passwords)

3:30:46

(context: Chat asked whether Shu has any goals he wants to accomplish by the end of the year)

💬: do your debut goals first maybe?

👟: you know, the thing about that is

when you debut, right? You put goals of things that you want to do. And it's cool to be able to do some of those goals

But also it's sort of sometimes out of your control if you could do some of these goals, yknow?

👟: And I only really had goals on there because I think everybody else had goals.

You know sometimes when you have a goal,

like let's say you're about to bungee jump and then you stand on the bungee jumping board and then you think its a bad idea and then you just dont do it?

Or like, you change your goal from bungee jumping to skydiving instead because you think that's cooler?

I mean, I can't get into details obviously

But I think the goals, sometimes, it's good to have them just so they're like, there

But things change, people change, and all that stuff.

💬: but have you tried hard enough?

👟: That's the thing

People think that some people are lazy when things are just out of their control sometimes

and people get criticized that they're not doing enough work when they don't understand the full picture

Just something to think about.

💬: who, imma slap them

👟: Well, no it's not like a bad entity if anything

it's just the fact that

wherever you go, right? You expect some things come unexpected and that's just life.

But then, unless you really know what's going on, all you could do is assume.

And then, some people tend to assume

that they're not doing enough work, they're not trying hard enough, they're not diligent enough

and they're lazy, yknow?

And sometimes it's not even they're fault that things happen or they're not able to do some things.

3:35:19

👟: I heard this from a YT short recently actually,

"Laziness is just a really bad word to disregard everything that a person is going through. There's no such thing as true laziness unless you fully understand the person's circumstance."

💬: Too real

👟: Yea, it is real

That's what I'm saying

But it would be cool to do some things yknow?

Some things I wanna do

There's a lot of opportunities too

It's just (that) some stuff are more plausible than others.

Some stuff, its like I'm more willing to do given the circumstances than others

👟: Or my priorities changed, what I want to do changes, yknow?

My initial goals for doing such things is not always the thing that you want to do, continue doing later down the line, yknow?

All that stuff

Kinda deep (laughs)

And that was sort of why

the other time I was talking about like

what you expect from a streamer when they first start off

and then how they realize what they initially wanted to do isn't really truly the thing that they enjoy

and they change their streaming style later

but then, to the general public, there's a lot of people who assume that a certain streamer does these kind of things

and then they don't do it anymore

then people are like, "no, why aren't you doing this anymore?"

All that stuff

And then people assume. Like I said earlier, people assume these days. And they're so wrong and it's like "lmao you're wrong"

(laughs) people say stuff.

Some people are more vocal about the stuff they do behind the scenes

Others are less vocal, others prefer to speak, complain.

All that kind of stuff

But yknow, it's the internet.

And to be safe on the internet, I do want to let you all know

Stuff we post, stuff anyone posts, stuff you post- take it with a grain of salt.

(proceeds to talk about Luca's bubble butt, then Doppio's viewers drop in ww)

#shu yamino #shuclip #louder for the people in the back #pls listen to this man #nijisanji en #Shu Sept 2023

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snnynatural · 1 month

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munroe's safehouse volunteers

these specific four hunters and non hunters have formed a bond with sonny and decided to volunteer to help whenever sonny is overwhelmed or needs to go out for a hunt.

emiliano briceño / runs the bar, makes sure everyone follows the rules, and kicks ppeople out if he has to: if anyone was a regular, it was emiliano. he is the closest to a family friend anyone could ever ask for. out of everyone in the hunting world, he's most protective of sonny. when he's not hunting, he tries to be at the safehouse every single day. he even has his regular room just spared for him. when sonny is gonna go out hunting, he's either volunteering with her or watching the place. he knows she can handle her own, but that didn't mean he was still cautious. he is also dating charlie bardot. (portrayed by pedro pascal)

noelle wolfe / always making sure the sigils haven't been messed with, resets the salt and demon traps, kicks people out if she needs to: noelle hung around the safehouse a lot. she was a runaway, a trouble maker before she ran into sonny. she didn't trust anybody due to losing her family. so if anyone gave her a home, gave her a family, it was sonny. she became a hunter, a damn good one, thanks to sonny. she was second to volunteer to help when sonny has to leave. (portrayed by dove cameron)

owen johnson / runs the kitchen, locks up, does everything when no one is there to help: like many hunters, owen lost a lot. he was lost, but the moment he stepped into the safehouse, he didn't realize that there was some sort of family out there in appleton wisconsin. he didn't like hunting. he didn't want to be a hunter. so as he visited more and more, he decided to ask sonny if he could potentially live in the safehouse and be the cook. so he happily is in the kitchen cooking for hunters. he's the only one out of the four that actually works there, even when sonny isn't around. (portrayed by ryan gosling)

binna yun / runs the karaoke, shows hunters where they will be sleeping: binna is not a hunter, nor ever has been, nor ever will be. how did she end up in this world? well... that's where noelle came in. there was a shifter that was attacking her town and noelle showed up to save the day. but while noelle was investigating, little rich spoiled binna decided to butt in cause what else is there a rich girl to do? overtime, after being saved, the two exchanged numbers and started dating. and now they're in a relationship and she would go with noelle to see this safehouse. mainly because binna wanted to make sure noelle was safe. at first she was skeptic, but she grew a liking to sonny and decided to help out whenever she's around. (portrayed by park sooyoung)

#𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴 𝚂𝙰𝙵𝙴𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙴 . . . munroe's safehouse #look at me #adding faces to the farmhouse owners and now the volunteers #i like building a world for my baby girl #𝙵𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙻𝚈 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 . . . emiliano briceño #𝙵𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙻𝚈 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 . . . noelle wolfe #𝙵𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙻𝚈 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 . . . owen johnson #𝙵𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙻𝚈 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 . . . binna yun #𝙸𝙼𝙿𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙽𝚃 . . . guest muse

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ronance4everbrainrot · 2 years

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Stranger things incorrect quote generator (feat. The Sapphic senate moments, Max and her Moms, random shit)

Part 1

Sapphic Senate

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Vickie: I just want someone to take me out.

Robin: On a date?

Nancy: With a sniper gun?

Chrissy: Both if you're not a coward.

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[AU where Ronance is not yet dating ig lol]

Chrissy: Hey Nancy, wanna third wheel on my date with Vickie tomorrow?

Nancy: Sure.

Chrissy: Robin! Wanna third wheel on my date with Vickie tomorrow?

Chrissy: Great! I've always wanted to go on a double date!

Nancy & Robin: ...

Vickie: Chrissy...

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Vickie: Chrissy, you'll be working with Robin and Nancy.

Chrissy: Alright! My fantasy threesome!

Everyone else: *blank stares*

Chrissy: ...Of people on a team.

(I feel like she would actually say that)

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*In a horror movie situation*

Nancy: I've got no service in my phone here.

Vickie: Shoot, my battery just died.

Robin: Sorry guys, I just broke my phone with a hammer.

Chrissy: Guys, my phone is a book.

(this seems very accurate for each of them)

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Nancy: Everyone synchronise your watches.

Vickie: I don't know how to do that.

Robin: I don't wear a watch.

Chrissy: Time is a construct.

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[AU where Robin somehow married someone... And well Nancy was too late..]

Nancy: I'm gonna die alone.

Chrissy: Nancy, you're not gonna die alone.

Nancy: Robin, was my safety net, okay? They got married and now I have to get a snake.

Vickie: Uh- huh.Why is that?

Nancy: If I'm gonna be an old lonely person, I'm gonna need a thing, you know? A hook.Like that guy in the subway who eats his own face.

Nancy: So I figured I'll be “Crazy Lady With A Snake”, you know? Crazy snake lady.

Nancy: Then I'll get more snakes, call them my babies.Kids won't walk past my place, they will run! RUN AWAY FROM CRAZY SNAKE LADY!

(I'm too lazy to switch snakes to guns but guns would be very fitting)

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Nancy: Chrissy isn't answering their phone

Robin: I'll call

Nancy: Vickie and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-

Chrissy: Hello?

(I feel like any of those people would pick up the phone if it's Robin)

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Vickie: *Gasp*

Chrissy: wHAT??

Vickie: What if soy milk is just milk introducing itself in Spanish?

Chrissy: *inhales*

Nancy, in another room with Robin: Why can I hear screeching?

(I wonder why they are in another room together 👀)

Also I think this makes more sense like this, because Robin knows Spanish:

Robin: *Gasp*

Nancy: wHAT??

Robin: What if soy milk is just milk introducing itself in Spanish?

Nancy: *inhales*

Vickie, in another room with Chrissy: Why can I hear screeching?

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Robin: Why is Chrissy crying on the floor?

Nancy: They're drunk.

Robin: And?

Nancy: They saw a picture of Vickie's spouse.

Robin: But they're Vickie's spouse.

Nancy: I know.

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[it's the headcanon when Nancy is drunk that Vickie is the responsible one or smth]

Nancy: *texting* Hey can you pick me up I’m drunk.

Nancy: Oh you don't have to anymore. I'm home now.

Vickie: Yes, I'm aware of that after dropping you off at home.

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[NSFW? Idk]

Robin: Nancy! I can't do this stupid math!

Nancy: What’s the math problem?

Robin: Well, we have to add the bed, subtract the clothes divide the legs, and hope we don’t multiply.

Vickie, covering Chrissy's ears, while Nancy smacks Robin upside the head: Not going to lie that was hella smooth.

(Damn tho)

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Chrissy: How is the most beautiful person in the world?

Vickie: *blushing* I—

Nancy, butting into the conversation: Robin is perfect, thanks for asking.

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Chrissy: I never said I was gonna get back together with them. But I was thinking, they're in town, would it be the worst thing in the world if I gave them a call?

Robin: No. No, Chrissy, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. It would be the fourth worst thing. Number one: a super volcano. Number two: an asteroid hits the Earth. Number three: All the Evel Knievel movies are lost. Number four: Chrissy calls Vickie. Number five: Nancy gets eaten by a shark.

Nancy: I’m Nancy, and I approve the order of that list.

(I just feel like the ramble of Robin is very accurate)

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Nancy: You know, Chrissy gives Vickie flowers everyday, I wish you'd do that too.

Robin: Okay.

*Later*

Robin: *gives Vickie flowers*

Vickie: ???

Robin: I don't know, I'm confused as well.

(She didn't understand the assignment...)

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Robin: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.

Nancy: No, that's not how you make cookies.

Chrissy: FLOOR IT!!

Robin: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!?

Nancy: yOU'RE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN-

Robin: I'M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!

Vickie: DO IT!

Nancy: NO-

(iykyk)

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Vickie: Where's Nancy?

Chrissy: Don't worry, I'll find them.

Chrissy, shouting: Robin sucks!

Nancy, distantly: Robin is the best person ever! Fuck you!

Chrissy: Found them.

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Nancy: They... well, I wouldn't call it inheritance per se. What do you call it when you kill someone and get their stuff?

Vickie: Um, murder???

Robin: Adventuring!

Chrissy: Tuesday.

(accurate??)

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Nancy: I give up. I am so tired.

Chrissy: Get the emergency supply!

Vickie: *carries Robin and places them in front of Nancy*

Robin: *smiles*

Nancy: AND I AM BACK BABY, LET’S GOOO

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*Nancy's helping Chrissy out after they get injured, while the others are watching*

Robin: How does Chrissy look?

Vickie: A little better than you, actually.

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Nancy: Everyone synchronise your watches.

Vickie: I don't know how to do that.

Robin: I don't wear a watch.

Chrissy: Time is a construct.

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Nancy: How did none of you hear what I just said?

Chrissy: I've been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.

Robin: I got distracted about halfway through.

Vickie: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

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[Nancy trying to cheer up the girls]

Nancy: You are now one day closer to eating your next plate of nachos.

Chrissy: That's the most hopeful thing I've ever heard.

Robin: But what if I die tomorrow and never eat any nachos?

Vickie: Then tomorrow is nacho lucky day.

(also I headcanon Vickie making dad jokes... Idk why)

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[+elmax]

Vickie: Dumbest scar stories, go!

Robin: I burned my tongue once drinking tea.

El: I dropped a hair dryer on my leg once and it burned.

Nancy: I have a piece of graphite in my leg for accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade.

Chrissy : I was taking a cup of noodles out of the microwave and spilled it in my hand and I got a really bad burn.

Max: I have emotional scars.

(well that was not the best one to start with.... But accurate..)

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Vickie: Wait, hold up, why you draw yourself like that?

Robin: Uh, like what?

Vickie: Like with gorgeous, muscular legs.

Robin: Uh, this is what I look like.

Vickie:

Robin: THIS IS WHAT I LOOK LIKE!

Vickie: Okay, then I want big beefy arms.Hot ones.

Max: I wanna have a cowboy hat!

Robin: Okay, arms and hat. * draws them*

Chrissy : Ooh, give me a cowboy hat too!

Robin: You can't just take Max's hat idea, Chrissy ! They thought it up all by themself like a good person! Come up with your own thing!

Chrissy : BUT I WANNA LOOK COOL!

El: Put Chrissy on one of those stupid baby tricycles.

Chrissy : NO!!

Robin: Tricycle, done. * draws it* Nancy, want anything?

El, making finger guns: Pew pew.

Robin: A blaster?! No, that's not really our style, Nancy.

Nancy, making finger guns: Pew pew.

Robin: You know what, okay. * draws it* But it's just for holding, not for shooting.

(I just found the Finger guns funny, also Robin telling Chrissy to not steal Max's is amazing)

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Robin: If you got arrested what would be the charges?

El: Theft.

Chrissy: Disturbing the peace.

Max: Aggravated assault.

Vickie: Arson.

Nancy: All of the above.In that order, probably.

(I feel like Nancy would... #begaydocrime)

(also El and her stealing eggos)

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Nancy: Fine! Judge all you want but...

Nancy, points at Chrissy: Married a lesbian.

Nancy, points at Max: Left a man at the altar.

Nancy, points at Vicky: Fell in love with a gay ice dancer.

Nancy, points at El: Threw a girl's wooden leg in a fire.

Nancy, points at Robin: Lives in a box!

(Idk why but I love that "Married to a lesbian" is Chrissy 😂, also I feel like max left Lucas at the alter 👀, and I feel like El would do that (only if that girl deserved it tho).... Also Robin and the Box 😂 Oof Robin "I'm poor" Buckley)

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Nancy: I CAN'T DO IT!

Vicky, laughing: I CAN'T EITHER!

Nancy: I CANT FUCKING DO IT ANYMORE

El: WELL I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, YOU CAN EITHER GIVE UP NOW, OR YOU CAN FIGURE IT OUT. BECAUSE WE CERTAINLY CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT YOU, AND WE KNOW YOU CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT US.

Nancy:

Nancy: I appreciate it,

Nancy: BUT LOOK WHAT WE'RE DEALING WITH-

Max: Mom-

Nancy: YOU GOTTA DRAW THE LINE SOMEWHERE!

Robin: Nancy we gotta-

Nancy: YOU GOTTA DRAW A FUCKING LINE IN THE SAND.YOU GOTTA MAKE A STATEMENT.

Nancy: YOU GOTTA LOOK INSIDE YOURSELF AND SAY 'What am I willing to put up with today?'

Nancy, motioning to Chrissy: NOT FUCKING THIS

Bonus: ✨

Everyone silence:

Nancy still furious:

Robin to Max: Did you just call Nancy 'Mom'

Max: What?! No! *trying no to blush*

Nancy calming down imidiatly: Do you see me as a motherfigure Max 🥺

Max:. NO-

El: she does 😊

Max: EL!?

Everyone: Awww

Max: I hate you all

Robin: Hey! Don't talk to your mother like that!

Chrissy: yeah! Listen to your other mom!

Max and Nancy: Chrissy, I swear to God-

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Yes I did change the Nancy from max to mom lol and idk why the hell I did that bonus... Hope you had fun reading..? Imma gonna make another one (but different) right away, because I was bored and made lost of incorrect quotes.

#the sapphic senate #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #ronance #stranger things incorrect quotes #incorrect ronance #vickie x chrissy #Elmax #vickie stranger things #chrissy stranger things #max mayfield

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ladyshandioftheendless · 10 months

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Aw shit! Here we go again! I absolutely HAD to write a story like this one for Jamie too! I swear these two are growing on me like fungus! Enjoy!

Jamie x your World Tour OC (any gender/sexuality you like~)

You're looking forward to training with Luke tomorrow. Maybe he'll kiss you again. Maybe you can even shower together. That thought excites you beyond belief. So much so that you don't even notice that you've caught the attention of some...unsavory individuals. One person alone walking the dangerous streets of China Town by themselves? At night? Easy target. They stay close behind until they find the perfect place to ambush you. As they surround you, you have to keep yourself from laughing. They look absolutely ridiculous. Just a bunch of punks with boxes on their heads. But when they had numbers..like they did now, they could easily overpower one person. Thanks to your training you could take on one or two..maybe three. Definitely not twenty. They close in, laughing like idiots. Thinking they're going to get a quick score. That's what they think.

"Really don't think I'm likin' these odds!"

You freeze. So does everyone else.

Who the hell said that?

You see nothing but a blur of yellow streak past you. You're struck speechless as you watch this guy start laying out the box heads. Try as they might to attack him, none of them can touch him. He's swift. Light on his feet. He dances around them, effortlessly dodging their attacks. You stifle a laugh when you see his long braid smack a few of his attackers in their boxy faces. He has the moves of a break dancer, easily dropping onto his side and spinning around, his legs knocking anyone who tries to get close to him off their feet and sending them crashing to the ground. Clearly they've had enough humiliation. They scramble off the ground and run away. He laughs. "So much for the mighty Canary Crate Gang! Can't even take out one guy!"

You can't help but snort. Maybe one regular guy. This guy was on a whole other level. He was...very impressive, as was that crop top of his showing off those very impressive abs. You shake your head. Why is your mind wandering like this? He straightens himself and takes a drink from the gourd tied to his waist. "Damn losers. You okay?"

"Huh..?" You then realize that he's talking to you. "Oh..yes, I'm fine."

"Shaken up, huh? Not surprised. Those bozos are good at that."

"I appreciate what you did. I could never take on that many."

"You a fighter?"

"I mean..I just started training a few days ago. I know some basics..that's about it."

"So you haven't discovered your own style yet. don't you worry..I'm sure a cutie like you can come up with one in no time~"

You haven't been confident in your own abilities lately, so his compliment is nice to hear. "T-thank you~"

"In the meantime, you can count on me, Jamie Siu, for protection~"

Now that he's right next to you, you can finally get a good look at him. He has a very handsome face. Beautiful, dark eyes, with red lined lids. A confident smile. Confidence that was well founded from what you just witnessed. He's obviously studying you as much as you're studying him. "Hm..with someone as adorable as you, I'm gonna have my work cut out for me~"

"Sounds like you think I'm not gonna be an easy job."

He shrugs. "Doesn't bother me. I'm not afraid of hard work~"

His wink makes your heart flutter.

"Why don't I start off with bein' your escort home?"

"You'd really do that? What a gentleman~"

"Nobody knows this town better than me, plus with me around..no attacks~"

That did sound like a major plus, and having a guide as good looking as Jamie didn't seem like a bad thing either. Living in China Town would be a lot more exciting with him around~

~END~

#nothing naughty here..just kinda flirty~#don't like don't read #Street Fighter 6 #street fighter imagines #this might become a bitter love triangle thing whoops #Jamie x OC #Jamie Siu #I apologize for any misspellings of Jamie's name #I tried to correct all the typos I made

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Hello!

Oh wow, the story is starting off strong with THE Wednesday admitting to a mistake. That's incredibly rare!

Aw that's so cute, the pure adoration and love from both sides. They finally deserve to be happy!

Damn, Wednesdays threats have gotten much more serious and worse. Sleeping alone truly is the worst kind of torture...

Well, it's very sweet that Fae isn't pushing Wednesday to go to the dance but come on Wednesday, just do it for her once to make her happy. Don't you think Fae deserves to go to that stupid dance with you and enjoy the night? Just make a cute date out of it and everyone will be happy. Booo Wednesday!

Ha! That's what you get Wednesday. Now everyone else wants a piece of Fae. How you gonna deal with that?

Lol, of course Wednesday stoned the girl. I kinda love that 😁

Oooh, Fae is going with Thea? Interesting. We sure that this isn't some kind of ploy to lure Wednesday to the dance? Why did she even accept? She's going with Enid and the others, so why invite Thea, if not to trap Wednesday? 👀 Or she's just very nice and enjoys people's company. The more the merrier.

Well, Wednesday. It's your own fault. You created that situation so deal with it. Leave Thea alone!

I love the incorporated texts! They're amazing!

Hey, leave Thing alone! He's allowed to steal if he wants to!

Ugh, Xavier, fuck off. No one likes you.

"You look at Wednesday and it's like you see home" OH wow, my heart. That is so beautiful. Wednesday feeling honored and both of them being stupidly in love is just 🥹

OMG YES I KNEW IT! FAE OUTSMARTED WEDNESDAY AGAIN! We love to see it, well done girl! Make sure you always get what you want. Fae is definitely the smarter one of the two now 😁

I just love Wednesdays and her sarcastic attitude so much. These two idiots teasing each other and just enjoying each other's company is the best thing ever. (Aside from Thing 😉)

Hiii!! I am so late but i kind of wanted to horde this comment to myself for a few days to enjoy it LOL <3

Oh wow, the story is starting off strong with THE Wednesday admitting to a mistake. That's incredibly rare!

Enid and reader are basically the only people she can admit a mistake to LOL

Damn, Wednesdays threats have gotten much more serious and worse. Sleeping alone truly is the worst kind of torture...

she was RUTHLESS. She really said "oh i can't murder you? well how about you sleep alone in the COLD ):<"

I love the incorporated texts! They're amazing!

AHH thank you, i'm glad someone is enjoying them :')))

Hey, leave Thing alone! He's allowed to steal if he wants to!

honestly Thing is singlehandedly combating capitalism 🫡

Ugh, Xavier, fuck off. No one likes you.

THIS MADE ME LAUGH SO HARD SLKDJFSLK

Fae was super sweet about letting wednesday be...and then started plotting LOL although i'm sure she would've been okay if Wednessday didn't show up. I think 🤔 maybe wednesday would've had to sleep alone next week 😋

Ahhh thank you so much for leaving this in my inbox, it really made me so happy and I appreciate it <3

#mm: answered #clexa-is-forever

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virgil-says-things · 1 year

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Jimmy letting Fiona sleep in and taking care of the others for her <3

also Frank's missing and Debbie's been keeping count of the days - how many is 137 in like. months? around 4 months

Carl coming outside and dropping Debbie's backpack on the ground, saying 'lunch' and just walking away made me smile 😭

AGH. DEBBIE KISSING FRANK'S PICTURE THAT SHE STUCK TO THE FENCE 😭

Frank's in Mexico 😭

Jimmy and Fiona's first argument of the season is about popsicles <3

Lip and Ian stole smth. don't know what yet. but. damn. 😭 Lip trying to punch one of the cops and missing was funny

'get ur ass up u goddamn, pony-tailed, Fabio motherfucker' 😭 Sheila really didn't hold back there

not Jody managing to stop the baby from crying (I forgot what they named him) and then immediately setting him off again by starting to sing 😭

Frank doesn't have his passport with him. and he's also carrying an egg around for some reason

'u look like u need a course of penicillin and a lice comb' WOW. (said to Frank) 'not letting u into this country so u can add to Texas' homeless population' rip Frank

'Kev doesn't even know what a vacuum is' (Veronica) 'sure I do' outer space' (Kev) he's so stupid I love him 😭

'couple act. master and slave.' oh my GOD. stop. wait Kevin's using crutches to move around did I miss smth???

'Jimmy doesn't really do anything' FIONA?? what the fuck?? he's helping u take care of ur 5 siblings AND it just cut to him mopping the floor??

'when was the last time u were with a guy longer than three weeks?' (Veronica, to Fiona) 'never.' (Kevin) KEVIN. NO. 😭 Fiona seemed so offended

why is Jimmy stealing Liam's food AND drink?? pls at least get ur own drink

OH. Estefania's dad. came for Jimmy because he doesn't know where Estefania is? listen I know this isn't the point of this scene at all but Jimmy left the door partially open when he went outside to go check out what the cars were all about and Liam's alone inside.

Debbie getting home from school and excitedly running inside expecting Frank to be home 💔

'he's not here :-(' (Debbie) 'no cookies.' (Carl) well. Carl has his priorities straight and I respect that - 'Jimmy didn't make any cookies' (Carl) I forgot about that whole situation between Jimmy and Estefania's dad for a second

holy shit. well. Marco's dead.

Sheila looks so tired :-(

Frank tried calling Sheila for help and Sheila just hung up on him which. fair actually that was after he said the word money I think she assumed he was gonna ask for money

they're cutting up Marco's body and stuff while Estefania scream sobs - some fucking father???

Fiona got fired because the boss' nephew needed a job.

'u up for a threesome?' Ned/Lloyd is back and still as gross as ever!! for context he's still sleeping with Ian and Ian was talking about Mickey returning in a couple of weeks

man. Estefania's dad is gonna fuck up Jimmy and Fiona's relationship again why can't he just find someone else to be Estefania's husband 😭

Lip won the robot fight thing and I've never been more satisfied I love seeing assholes get their egos crushed

Fiona managed to get another job by paying a thousand pounds but what about the property tax bill??

Debbie shoving Ian away from the table when he was gonna sit at Frank's place and going 'that's still daddy's' spot is so me actually

Frank finally got back home and just silently stood there as everyone else continued talking until Ian noticed him and went quiet and stared. just. causing a chain reaction of them all turning to look at Frank and going silent 😭 Debbie being the only one to actually speak to him just. running to him and hugging him and everyone else just. continuing their conversations 😭

#caps tw #emojis tw #swearing tw #murder tw

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alycosworld · 1 year

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I posted 139 times in 2022

That's 38 more posts than 2021!

79 posts created (57%)

60 posts reblogged (43%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@cipheress-to-k-pop

@teeeentitaaans

@rubinocore

@markired

@incorrectbatfam

I tagged 109 of my posts in 2022

Only 22% of my posts had no tags

#aly.rants - 69 posts

#dc's legends of tomorrow - 29 posts

#legends of tomorrow - 28 posts

#john constantine - 12 posts

#matt ryan - 11 posts

#sara lance - 7 posts

#in space with markiplier - 7 posts

#markiplier - 7 posts

#ava sharpe - 6 posts

#the clone dilemma - 6 posts

Longest Tag: 110 characters

#watch it pick back up again for a fleeting moment and then i'll leave you all stranded with absolutely nothing

My Top Posts in 2022:

bethic twinstinct doesn't feel like an episode. it feels like i had a very shameful and strange dream and now im awake and do not know how to go about my day without thinking about it or letting it affect me.

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MANDO 🥺🥺 HES SO CUTE

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157 notes - Posted March 3, 2022

i saw yr post abt the request thing so im gonna request^^

how abt venti with a s/o that i introverted and hates alcohol??? im not a big fan of alcohol and drunk ppl really scare me lol so id like to see how that would work out! i also have a social battery and when i do run out of that social battery and get really irritable and frustrated so how would he deal with that? take yr time and get rest <3

🧸/💮 anon~

(did u know iphone added new heart emojis0.0)

Venti with an Introverted S/O

A/N: in the process of momentarily reviving the blog as I said earlier, so here's the first post to mark that.

also, if you understand/like the phoenix wright reference then ily <3

thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!

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okay so, he's not gonna stop drinking for you. dude's an alcoholic, through and through.

and, he doesn't want to leave you alone because he loves you and he likes having you with him.

but...he realises that you don't like the atmosphere of the rowdier bars he frequents, or even the nice bars late into the night.

people shouting and making unnecessary comments, loud, horribly-sung music, all the drunkards crowding together and closing in around you.

it's terrifying and Venti's used to it, but you aren't and he understands.

you can stand him being drunk alone, because he's just dumb, funny and flirty - which, honestly, isn't much different from regular Venti.

so, what exactly does he do to help you out?

solution one: drink at home, sing his own songs, and recreate the atmosphere of a bar with just you. He doesn't care much for the patrons either - they're fun to be with, but he much prefers you.

solution two: take you two a calmer bar like Angel's Share (usually while Diluc's around so he can keep everyone in check) and defend you like Phoenix Wright.

as for your social battery, Venti just knows when you're running low. No matter what he had planned, no matter who else wants to see either of you, as soon as you get a little bit irritated, he's ushering you home.

he can't cook anything fancy, but he lives off bar food and he'll pick up something or haphazardly make something for you. Sure, it isn't elegant or well presented, but it fills you up, calms you down, helps you relax and tastes pretty damn good.

he'll cuddle with you, sing you an impromptu tune, tell you a good story, or just let you sleep while he takes care of everything else. If you need to get away from people, Venti will know and he'll handle it perfectly.

he'll stop whatever he's doing and immediately remove you from a social situation with some vague excuse:

"Well, I-- oh! Look at the time! Y'know, I think my darling lover and I should get going right about now, huh? Buh-bye, now!"

and he'll let you do whatever you want straight after, whether it be flee the scene like a villain or collapse on the street from tiredness.

"Oh? Have you had enough for today, my love? I agree, let's get you home and I'll take care of the rest."

"Don't worry about them, dove. All that's important is that we get out of here. No matter the situation, I'll handle it. You just rest. I love you."

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guys mark confirmed that yancy, as lore, has magical tattoos that change according to the universes changing around him. omg. y'all.

189 notes - Posted May 11, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Sweetheart

John Constantine X Reader

NEW A/N: so! It's finally here, the finished version of "TITLE" that I accidentally posted all that time ago (and decided to leave up for the memories). I've left in all the old stuff, no changes to the original text, I just added to it so it's a complete story. I've even left in the old A/N for nostalgia ykwim. aNYWAYS, HAVE FUN!

OLD A/N: 100 followers is coming up but I have nothing for y'all so take the product of my latest obsession: john mf constantine - resident demonologist, exorcist, master of the dark arts, accomplished warlock and outrageously attractive brit. I love him, you love him, so let's give our soulless boy a round of applause! thanks for reading, please enjoy <3

warnings: a lil spicy, slight choking??, talk of sex, inexperienced reader, reader is called pretty, love, sweetheart (idk if these are considered gendered words but I dont think they are??), gender-neutral reader

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(takes place in s4, Séance and Sensibility with the old Zari (Tomaz))

Kamadeva, now locked in the brig of the Waverider, poured some of the glittery ashes of his vial into his hand, blowing them through the air vents and to reach all the other rooms and Legends aboard in the night.

...

"Now, what are you doing, dreaming about me, love?" John asked. His trench coat had been removed and his sleeves had been rolled up to his elbows as he sat on the edge of your bed.

"The fugitive must've done something. It's fine, y'know, can't two friends hang out in a dream?" You chuckled nervously, sitting on a beanbag on the ground, crossing your legs and trying to act perfectly normal, although you knew that Kamadeva's magic wasn't for friends and John had special abilities when it came to dreams - he knew you were dreaming then and when you woke up, he'd know you'd been dreaming about him.

"Friends...that's not how I'd describe you and me. The way you act around me...it's not typical for friends, is it, sweetheart?" John asked with an undeniably attractive grin on his face.

"Don't call me that." You said, unable to stop heat from rising to your cheeks as John tilted his head to the side.

"And why not? I do it all the time. Or is it suddenly becoming less...friendly?" John asked before you felt your body stand up and walk to him. You definitely wanted to be near to him but, unaware of how much John would know about this dream when you woke up, you had to try and resist having fun. You came to stand just in front of him but he pulled you closer still, holding you by the waist as he guided you to straddle his lap.

"John..." You started, feeling your heart race as John leaned in towards you, pressing a kiss from your jaw to your neck to your collarbone and then pulling away to look at your flushed face as you gasped and breathed heavily, chest heaving up and down for John to marvel at.

"Pretty..." He mumbled with a dazed smile on his face.

"What?" You asked, not believing his words despite the whole situation being a fantasy.

"I said, pretty. Prettiest "friend" I've ever had the pleasure of knowing." John said, making you smile and look away from him. John seemed to realise the effect of his words and how you partially didn't believe them.

"I mean it, love," John said, snaking a hand behind your head to cradle the back of your neck, but when he watched you shudder and flinch slightly as his hand touched the skin, he grinned wickedly.

"Oh?" He asked, testing his theory of sensitivity by ghosting his fingers along your neck again and watching as you fell apart.

"John, I--" You managed meekly, but he only chuckled deeply before coiling one hand around your neck and tightening his grip ever so slightly as the other palm rested on your thigh.

"And how do you enjoy that, love?" He asked, watching your breath hitch but noticing your blatant satisfaction. John squeezed a little harder before letting go completely and smiling charmingly at you before leaning in and pulling your head down gently so your lips could meet his.

...

Unfortunately, just before the kiss you had dreamed about would occur so vividly in your mind, you woke up, panting heavily and in desperate need of a cool down.

You walked into the kitchen where the girls were, in just your pajamas, hair a mess and heart racing.

"The fugitive get to you too?" Sara asked, a smile on her face as Charlie beamed brightly.

"Yeah." You nodded as Sara handed you a glass of cold water.

"Well, personally, I really enjoyed my night. Blowing David Bowie's mind." Charlie grinned as Sara chuckled and Zari rolled her eyes with a smile.

"Who'd you get a leg over, Z? Wait, lemme guess, Nate? No, Kamadeva?" Zari stayed silent but raised her eyebrows making you and Sara look at her incredulously.

"Both?" You and she asked.

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