#i want to make all this bunny day garbage and make a nightmare room in my house to please the hha

[warlordfelwinter]

the curse of bunny day is such that you only find eggs when you dont want them and the moment you start looking for them theyre nowhere to be found

#give me eggs!! #i want to make all this bunny day garbage and make a nightmare room in my house to please the hha #fel's acnh

[dontbesoweirdkira]

Dating Jason Todd would include

-YOU ARE LITTLE PRECIOUS BUNNY I SWEAR YOU BRING OUT THE SOFTEST PART OF THIS BROKEN MAN

-like this dude will literally let you get away with ANYTHING and no one better stop you

-“Hey Jay I just robbed a bank and took a lollipop from that kid next door.”

-“Aww you’re so cute, Doll. Let me put out this cigarette and I’ll help you count the money, okay?”

-“Jay, Dick said I can’t have anymore ice pops!!! I really want some, it’s not fair!!”

-“ He said what?! hOld On iM gEtTinG mY Gun nO OnE TelLs mY lItTle Babe sHe caNt haVe anY iCe popS.”

-wearing his thick leather jackets that smell like cigarettes and expensive scotch 

-Stealing his 1/16263819827 Red hoods and waddling around the house while he’s out on patrol

-“Hey I’m RedHood and I have DaDdY IssUes, prepare to diEee!!! *pew pew*”

-“is that how I sound to you?! Because I don’t *pew pew* I *brrraaatratratatataaa* get it correct Y/N”

-Your tough edgy boyfriend 

-If he has an off day, he’ll take you on a ride on his motorcycle to wherever you want to go. If it’d make you happy, he’d drive to Paris for you if he could.

-You guys usually end up drifting by the waterside, taking in the longing smell of the sea, feeling the subtle warmth of the setting sun and melting into the welcoming breeze

-There’s this really good Sandwich stand by the oceanfront and you guys always get a large one, and share it with a nice cold bottle of Coke. There’s also this really nice private beach that you two have no business being on, you guys would sometimes just sit on one of the lifeguards stands for a while and just enjoy each other 

-“Hey Jay Jay?”

-“What’s up, Love bug?

-“Your eyes have a hint of Aqua Green in them. It’s the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen. I just wanted you to know that, that’s all.”

-IN HOME CONCERTS EVERY SATURDAY AND OR FRIDAY. 

-every week you guys make a list of your favorite classics and you build a Spotify playlist and dance around the house screaming *cough* I-i mean singing on the top of yalls lungs.

-weird adventures around the city! Like you guys sometimes go to weird parts of the city to see some weird crap to laugh about later on. 

-“Why is he wearing a tutu and dirty socks-“

-“keep walking baby girl don’t question it.”

-monthly movie nights where you guys watch a movie that has crappy 1 star reviews while eating a bunch of unhealthy garbage all night.

-“but why did he do that?”

-“according to ‘moviecridictbooiiii12’, he’s an uncultured swine who has no Character development, 1/10 trash person totally.”

-If you guys are just sitting in a comfortable silence, just cuddling, he might open up a bit about his childhood or maybe talk a bit about how he’s feeling. But that’s a rare rare occasion he doesn’t like talking much about it.

-This sometimes can cause a bit of a rift because it almost feels as if there’s a lack of trust but you understand he’s been through a whole lot and if it were you, you’d probably be the same way

-he does not like pills in the house but if you have health issues and have to take them, he won't crucify you because of it, but he will monitor you and make sure there is no drug abuse. He wants to make sure history doesn’t repeat itself. He doesn't wanna lose you that way.

-He’s a depressed crackhead 

-“Hey Y/N, can you tell me what’s in the drawer in the kitchen. The one next to the sink”

 -“Hmm? There’s nothing in here Jason.”

-“Nothing you say? Just like my relationship with Bruce haha.”

-“Are you okay?”

-“No I am not and neither is my sleep schedule.”

-Oh yeah this Poor boy barely sleeps. Mainly because he’s out on patrol all night and when he finally gets home, he’s being called back out. Or sometimes he’s just so restless thinking about everything he needs to do. Other times he’s just scared to sleep.

-Yeah he’s pretty reluctant to go to sleep. He’s scared to have a bad dream and wake up in a vulnerable state. Or to accidentally wake you up from tossing and turning and wails of agony.

-You lost a lot of hours of sleep already do to comforting him at night so as much as he can function without a nights rest, he’ll do it to spare you

-You hate when he does this because you actually don’t mind comforting him, it makes you feel like he trusts and can rely on you.

-nightmares about the joker or the pit. Cryinggg this boy is really traumatized

-“Shhh, Jason it’ll be alright. I’m right here love.”

-Even though he avoids sleep at all costs, this doesn’t stop him from napping on the recliner or at the kitchen table from time to time.

-He’s a bit self destructive with drinking, smoking, betting himself up, not sleeping or eating properly. You really have to help him and work with him. Be patient and kind pLz.

-He doesn’t like exposing you to the stuff he does, he doesn’t like you seeing all the gore or what not so he doesn’t try to come home bloody much actually. He might stop at dicks house or some other friend’s house to clean up a bit before coming to you

-Todd doesn’t like you to see and be around all that. He wants to keep that life very very separate, he even tries to keep the news off and away from you. Although you already know and if it bothers you it not, it’s not much you can do to stop him.

-The only time you might see him bloody or hurt is when he can’t make it to a friends house and he needs you to patch him up and put him to bed quickly.

-argurmentssss

-Yeah you guys do little annoying antics back and forth but it’s not something super crucial. The only time where it heats up is like if something he’s doing really really bothers you, like his killings or if he does something super reckless. The arguments usually end up with

- “I’m sorry Doll, I’ll do better for you.”

- “Sorry JayBird, I wasn’t being fair” 

-The worst an argument had ever gotten was when he didn’t come home for weeks without telling you he was out on a mission and you were scared out of your mind and ended up cursing him out for scaring you. 

-You didn’t talk to him for about a week and he was a wreck

-“JASON DONT YOU DARE TRY TO KISS ME OR HUG ME I THOUGHT YOU WERE F*CKING DEAD OR WORSE! YOU COULD'VE TOLD ME SOMETHING LIKE I LITERALLY HATE YOU RIGHT NOW I COULDN'T SLEEP FOR WEEEKS JASON I WAS WORRIED SICK-“

-“Hey, it’s okay Y/n- I’m here no-“

-“NO IT'S NOT LITERAL I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU ANYMORE, GET AWAY FROM ME.”

-He cannot stand when he breaks your heart or makes you upset like he beats himself up a whole lot. He will apologize to you and do anything to make it up.

-“Stupid Todd? How can you upset the one person that seems to be so patient and loving to you? Ugh you idiot.”

-yeah he literally kissed up to you for months he felt so bad even after you apologized for overreacting and told him he didn’t need to do anything 

-Yeah speaking of kissing up to you, he Buys you anything you want just ask. Looking at that super nice outfit in the mall? Check your room, it’s on your bed with a cute little note. Want an ice cream sundae? Yeah he got extra fudge/caramel for his princess. 

-He just loves you like so so much he doesn’t care what you look like, how big or how skinny, how light or how dark you are. He literally adores you and wants to protect you with all his heart. He’d buy the whole world for you.

-“Jason, literal listen to me. 600 dollars for a charm bracelet I liked in the mall is too much, go return it”

-he’s a bit overprotective with you. Not in a “HEKDJEHEHEHINEEDTOKNOWWHEREYOUAREATALLTIMESSENPAI.”  Kind of way but in a like “Check in every once in a while will ya babe? I wanna make sure you’re okay.”

-He doesn’t let you go outside after a certain time for ANYTHING unless it’s an emergency. It’s too dangerous in Gotham for you to be out scrolling going to a convenience store at 10pm at night. So if you need something from the store he’ll go get it for you or already have it in the house.

-Will 100 throw hands for you

-actually makes sure you can defend yourself and trains you a bit every month to make sure if trouble comes and he’s not there, you can protect yourself

-Intimacy

-Honhonhon. Although what many believe Jason has a high sex drive and wants it a lot or what not. I don’t think it’s 100% true

-I believe that like if his partner wasn’t the type of person who wanted it, or didn’t feel comfortable with it, he’d be okay with it. Like he doesn’t need it to survive although you look hecking good in that outfit today

-I feel like he’d be more kissy and rough touching than the full 100 yards with a more soft/standoffish sexually significant other. 

-Yeah if he gets from a stressful mission or just needs to feel you, he’s gonna wanna kiss and touch on you but if you’re not into all that then like he’d back off because he respects you enough 

-neck kisses and thigh kisses 

-“jaybirdy I wanted to wear that new skirt I got yesterday, now I got your bites all over my legs.”

-he's a totally Dom and that’s on that period boo

-dAdDy KiNk I’m sorry

-His voice somehow becomes super raspy when he’s aroused?!?!

-He will tease you to a point you moan out his name and then turn around and act innocent 

-“let’s watch Frozen! What’s with that face dear? You didn’t think I’d let you have it that easily now did you?”

-*wears anything short*

-”WOOOOO DAMMNNNN Y/NNNNNN LOOKING FOINE TODAY I SEE YOU! CAN I GET YOUR NUMBER?!?! YOU GOT A BOYFRIEND BECAUSE I KNOW HE'S DAMN LUCKYYY!”

-Highkey finds it so hot when you sit on his lap like damn it feels so nice to him like you know you’re his and that’s like arousing to him. Will play with the hem of your skirt if your wearing them and your thighs aren’t safe

(Anyways I ain’t trynna make this NSFW but I might do a little something for my 200 follower special)

-On a softer purer note, you guys are like the roasters of the fam, okay! Like no one is safe, especially Damian.

-“Tch- Todd and his little pet.”

-“Dami, didn’t know you’d be here, and apparently your hairline didn’t know either.”

-*Jason, Tim and Dick were dying*

-“Hey you little accident, why you standing like that, you look like you’re bout to enlist in the army.” 

-“shut up Todd, at least I have good posture unlike you.”

-“Hey leave Damian alone, Jason. Dami just has a pole in his ass that makes him stand in first position all the time. It’s a serious condition, y’all need to stop laughing.”

-“Hey Selina! Your Sugar Daddy is in the kitchen, try not to steal anything though because he might cut down your weekly allowance.”

-“Haha Y/N and yours is in the living room getting drunk, careful he might end up with me tonight.”

-“Hmm, a gold digger and a cougar? Wow you got your careers set don’t ya! Ooops you should check in the mirror tho! I think your Botox is drooping.”

-yAlL CAnT sTop ROaStinG PeOpLe anD it’S wOrse When yaLls DruNk

-You’re actually pretty close to The BatFam and like Bruce Adores you he thinks you’re a wonderful influence on Jason like you changed him a lot. Dick sees you as a baby sister and like he literally baby’s you so much it’s sad. Tim and you like to joke around a bit and talk you guys get along decently. Although Damian would NEVER admit it, he actually is kinda fond of you even though you guys insult each other. He might stab someone for like hurting you or something. But watch your back because he might stab you as well.

-going to Bruce’s Galas and charity events like by force. 

-“yYyyYYyyY/NnnNnNnNiEeeeEEee PLEaSE COmeEeeee sO iWOnT DrInk MySelF ouT oF tHeRe!!!”

-“Jason let go of my leg.”

-You don’t actually mind it too much, you’ve made some nice connections and plus it’s a little date night with Jason so Win Win!!

-He actually wears a nice Tux and styles his hair real nicely. Might even be wearing that nice watch Bruce gave him a long time ago on his birthday.

-*sniff sniff* is that Cologne? *sniiiiiiffffffff* *HIGHLY* Expensive cologne he’s wearing?! And *pat pat* HAIR GEL OH BOIIII

-He actually picks out a dress for you to wear. One he’s been dying to see you in. The super expensive one he found while shopping with Dick and Bruce one day.

-If some rich guy try’s flirting with you, it’s over for them. Jealous Todd Mode activated!

-“Doll Face, I found you. Love wandering off don’t you babe? When we get home, I’ll make sure you won’t want to wander off again,” He kisses into your ear hungrily “wHo’s tHiS, Y/N? Is he bothEriNg yOu?” He asks like he didn’t see him there

-“No but Jason you are.“

-“:o”

*later*

-“I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT I DID WRONG Y/N!! HE WAS FLIRTING WITH YOU AND I HAD TO INSERT MY DOMINANCE.”

-“JAY HE WAS A BUSINESSMAN LOOKING TO INDORSE ME AND MY WORK! YOU JUST EMBARRASSED ME AND MADE HIM FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE!! LITERALLY NOW HE THINKS I HAVE AN OVER POSSESSIVE BOYFRIEND.”

-“oh-“

“YEAH ‘oH’! serIouslY I CanT stAnd yoU.”

-Jason’s drinking and smoking. Let’s just say you’re not the biggest fan of it because of his health, you’re so worried about it. He’s already taking shots and stabs but like the drinking and smoking on top of that? You’re worried about him

-You always voice your concern and he’s never too phased and he’s always like 

-“Don’t worry L/N, I’ll be okay. If this kills me, don’t let Dick take my meat stash in the freezer. Tell him I’m coming back to life in like 3 months give or take and I’ll be hungry for steak.”

-Actual best boyfriend! Like if you’re insecure about anything he’ll make you feel so much better, in every way possible. He makes it so know how much he loves you it’s so sweet and super cute like I’m crying.

-makes weird faces at you randomly and it somehow gets you to laugh?!?! 

-cooks breakfast or dinner for you every once in a while but messes up a few times 

-“sorry y/n I accidentally burnt the cookies I was trying to make for you. I-I can go run and ask Alfred to make some? I know how long you’ve been waiting to have some.”

- Did I mention he’s best boi? Like ugggghhhh he’s so blind to all that superficial mess people get caught up in. You talk down about yourself and he’ll like attack you in love I swear he will. He doesn’t like the self deprecation you do. He completely detests it.

-“Say you’re ugly one more time I’ll slap you with this heart of mine. Don’t make me do it Y/N. I’ll give you so much love, the only thing you’ll be able to say is “Omg I love myself so much like damn I’m so sexy and so fine and my personality? Perfect! thanks  to my totally handsome boyfriend, I see myself so clearly now.”

-You guys Also like spend his birthday with just each other. But it’s really special to him and he always looks forward to the small marble cake you make, that has strawberries on top. He loves when you sit on his lap with your face in the crook of his neck, whispering into his skin ever so gently telling him to ‘make a wish old man’

-something about the birthdays you spend with him, brings him back to a happy place he once felt as a child. Or wanted to feel. He always wishing for the same thing…..to always see you happy

-“Jay I love you.”

-“I love you too Y/N. Remember that okay?”

(Request open)

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[yameju-blog]

Some BTS theory shit

『 JIN TIME TRAVEL THEORY AND THE ACTUAL BTS UNIVERSE 』

2 0 2 2

⌠A P R I L 1 1⌡

(This happened about 2 times now and it will happen in the 3rd time in the upcoming comeback)

« 1 S T T I M E J I N T I M E T R A V E L L E D »

I Need U→Prologue

↳Namjoon worked at a gas station and people would throw garbage at him to pay or even curse at him or even throw the money on the ground.

↳Jungkook got up to the construction site of where he thought of "No one would be sad if I was gone anyways"

⌠A P R I L 2 8⌡

↳Namjoon knew something was off about Taehyung because he saw how terrified he was. Taehyung said to the boys that he had a nightmare of Yoongi dying and Jungkook getting into a car accident.

⌠M A Y 2⌡

↳Yoongi started a fire in both I Need U and Euphoria but let us focus on I Need U. In I Need U he died and Jungkook wasn't able to save him.

⌠M A Y 1 9⌡

↳Jimin always wants to go to this place called flowering arboretum,arboretum is a botanical garden. He wanted to stop hiding in the hospital and stop having seizures and he had to go to that place. He was waiting for a bus and Yoongi sat beside him after 3 buses went by. The bus stopped and the doors opened and Jimin said, "Hyung do you want to come with me?"

⌠M A Y 2 0⌡

Taehyung actually didn't kill his father this time but he wanted to die he felt like he killed his father so many times. He stabbed his father by breaking a liquor bottle.

⌠M A Y 2 2⌡

↳They all went to the sea together. Namjoon went to the gas station where he will work in the future [ ;) ] or where he is currently working. Taehyung decided to jump off of the scaffolding and somehow Taehyung stopped in the air and Jin stared at the sudden stop. Then the next morning,Jin woke up [mAybE i Can nevEr FLy u knO] and it was April 11 again.

2 0 2 2

⌠A P R I L 1 1⌡

« 2 N D T I M E J I N T I M E T R A V E L L E D »

Prologue→Euphoria

↺He repeats things again↺

↳Before in Prologue,Jin wasn't there to save him from all of his struggles as a worker there but now in Euphoria he was there to save him and he picked up the money for Namjoon.

↳He went up the construction site again and this is what he did in Euphoria which is the current timeline and this actually happened twice now. Btw don't worry cause our Yoongi lil meow meow saved our Jungoo Bunny.

↳Yoongi started a fire in I Need U but now he started a fire again now it is in Euphoria luckily,Yoongi was saved by Jungkook this time. Before, Jungkook didn't save him.

↳(Taehyung didn't kill his father nor hurt is father because he was stopped by Hoseok.

↳When they all went to that sea together instead of Taehyung jumping off,Jin was the one who was on the scaffolding instead. And he felt very relieved. That day when Jin had died,Jungkook still got into a car accident.

↳Jimin went to the flowering arboretum again and Yoongi was there again.

↳Hoseok was chasing this woman in the hospital and Jimin caught up with Hoseok. He thinks that it was his mother but Jimin insisted that she wasn't and Jimin was right.

M A N Y M O N T H S L A T E R A F T E R T H E C A R A C C I D E N T

In the Highlight Reels

⌠M A Y 2 5⌡

↳Yoongi was with this girl who he was in a relationship with. This girl is like Jungkook and his mother. His mother was someone who died in a fire. His house was burning and as well as his mother's favorite piano. He was traumatized with the fire. He kept on making music and playing the piano now that this is his "current life" with the girl. When he actually got to the limit where he pushed the girl away like how he pushed Jungkook away before in HYYH Era where Jungkook got to the construction site to jump off he realized that he had hurt Jungkook and that is why he set himself on fire.

⌠M A Y 3 1 & J U L Y 4⌡

↳Hoseok was with this girl who was his friend ever since he was 12 yrs old. Jimin was also there and he fell in love with the girl. The girl reminded Hoseok of his mother. His mother gave him something sweet and his mother abandoned him right after asking him to count up to 10. Meanwhile,Jimin wanted to be someone who was a good partner to be with who actually danced gracefully like Hoseok. But when both,the girl and Jimin bumped with each other,Jimin got wounded and ran in the rain going to the arboretum. Just like in his "past life"

⌠J U N E 5 & J U L Y 1 3⌡

↳Namjoon was falling in love with this girl who had a yellow tie on her hair. He fell in love with this girl because he saw her in the bridge working so hard like how Namjoon works hard also in his "current life". He was in the bus with the girl and the girl fell asleep,Namjoon left a hair tie on her backpack and got out of the bus and never looked back. He didn't tell the girl his true feelings.

↳Jungkook was too late to grab for the girl.

As well as Jin.

⌠A U G U S T 1 5⌡

Jin got ready to meet the girl.

When Jin bought flowers for the girl in the flower shop which is the smeraldo shop,the seller asked him why he wants to buy these flowers and he replied that he wants to be a good person for a certain someone. He wants to make her happy. He got the bouquet of flowers and waved at the girl the girl waved back,she ran to Jin but ended up getting hit by a car. And that is where Singularity and Epiphany comes in.

After that he drove around. He thought of this..

"I know what I had to do,Could I really put an end to all of these misfortunes and hurt?"

He went to the gas station and this is the BS&T Japanese Version. Where Jin said,

➸ Oh,Jin hyung! ➸

➸ It's been a while ➸

But then he moved on in realization by giving the red diary to the girl who was in the hospital,recovering. He now knows that his failures and what he lacks is part of him. No matter how cruel and painful it is. He has to be honest with himself to move forward.

⌠J U N E 1 4 & J U L Y 1 6 & J U L Y 2 6⌡

↳Jungkook actually got into the car accident as I said from the 2nd time he time travelled he got into the car accident and Jin died but now he is back and alive,why? Time travelling. Jungkook was practicing this song and I think that song is for the girl. Unlike Yoongi from before,the girl is actually someone who reached out to Jungkook and tried to help him. He was glad to be helped by her and he fell in love with her. He broke off a flower wreath just to get flowers for the girl. But then it was too late because the girl either died or either was discharged from the hospital or either moved to another hospital.

⌠J U N E 1 5⌡

Yoongi got a call from Jimin and that Jimin told him about Jungkook's accident. Yoongi rushed to the hospital and he couldn't even bare to enter Jungkook's room. He left the hospital with tears flowing. The girl tried to stop him but Yoongi pushed her away from him because he doesn't want to hurt anyone and he doesn't want to be meaningful to someone.

⌠J U N E 1 8⌡

↳Taehyung was with this girl who was a trouble maker like him. In the Highlight reel he was someone who was good. He still commits a crime though at least it isn't murder. It is only graffiti. Both,Taehyung and the girl did the graffiti. Before in I Need U he killed his father but right after Hoseok getting him out of jail that day,his sister took the blame for killing his father. As mentioned in the stigma lyrics.

Then again from my theory of the girls not being real actually they are real except they all represent the boys as I mentioned in HYYH-WINGS-LOVE YOURSELF + EUPHORIA Theory. But some of the girls remind them of their "past lives" (supposedly current lives but because of Jin,he changed everything)

Incomplete Version

ⓒyves garden,syugalpherg,avronamjoon,arkahope

[mulder-isms]

Begin at the beginning - (Thorcid fanfic)

A\N: It’s a sorta late halloween treat! 🎃

Thank you @fashionclownn and anon for the prompts:

 “Look, I dressed up as you.” 

“I’m the tall dark stranger your parents warned you about.”

This fic had many inspirations, but mostly Acid’s bunny look and Thorgy with the most wanted t-shirt ever. 

As you know, you you liked let me know! Thorcid crops are dying and I could use some love.

“Begin at the beginning," the King said, very gravely, "and go on till you come to the end: then stop.” ― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland 

It was never a hard task for Shane to connect with people. People can be one of a kind, but Shane was one of many kinds. A lonely existence perhaps, that could be not so lonely when finding someone he shared many things in common.

There was no way to avoid it. Jamin felt it in the air. He began to lose him piece by piece, just slipping through his fingers. After All Stars 3 a switch was pressed. Drag Race always changes everything in one try out, if you get the chance to come back it’s a damn revolution.

Shane was the one to confess.

He got emotionally involved with Trixie and the one night they had a gig together he wasn’t able to control himself anymore. He cried and asked Jamin to forgive him, begged on his knees, that it was just a fling but it was just too much.

He had not only cheated on him, but cheated with Trixie. Fucking Trixie Mattel, the constant ghost of his life.

Jamin cut him loose.

The day of his fortieth birthday he got a card from Shane. He read it and rip it. The facade behind Acid Betty was that Jamin had the sweetest fairy tales illusions. That when he would turn 40 he would have someone to share his life with because he really believed that was possible, but instead of that he had meaningless sex with someone that wasn’t Shane for the first time. He was completely hammered, covered in sweat in the small bathroom stall, the dim light, or was it just dark in his head?  The much younger man was eager had bleached blond hair, and was grinding harder on him, the birthday hat both were wearing on the floor. He was hard and what’s his name was determined to make him very happy. But there was a wave inside of him, that kept coming back and getting bigger. He still loved that mothefucker so much.

The worst thing about their break-up it wasn’t because Jamin didn’t love him anymore. It wasn’t because there was no desire. The ultimate betrayal was the lack of sighs of the upcoming disaster.

He impatiently grabbed the younger men by the ass pushing him against the wall trying to break the ocean.

A blink of an eye and it was Christmas.

The colorful lights in New York reached a new dimension. Christmas in New York has always been the most magical experience. Time heals everything is not true. At least not in such simple terms. Times heals without you being aware of it. One day the pain paralyses and breaks you in thousand pieces, and the other day the pieces crawl back together. The other day you’re whole again, all stitched and glued. Just like that.

Thorgy and Trixie were in a mini Christmas tour together. Jamin had no idea if they were in a relationship, and he honestly didn’t care. He was involved with new projects and planning of moving out of New York. That city was stained. Brooklyn was a cursed territory.

But ghost of past Christmas was there.

He was having a drink in the bar with some friends and on the TV hanging on next to the drink shelves they were showing many RuGirls presentations. When he raised his head to see who was going to be the next, the duo of musicians were there.

Trixie was sitting on a stool with her guitar, a colorful flowered dressed with long sleeves and white boots and Thorgy was sitting next to her following the song with the violin. She was wearing a red sequin dress with a big bow she wore last Christmas tour, but with a beautiful styled blond wig.

Jamin suddenly couldn’t hear the noises around him, as if there was only the TV in front of him. Trixie was singing looking at Thorgy and the audience and  had a sweet smile. The same sweet smile Jamin saw countless times at home. When Shane was his home.

He kept looking at Thorgy’s expressions, and the image was getting closer and closer, and he could see a sort of sadness in his eyes and the picture was zooming more and more until, there was only his eyes, all grained like they were trapped in a 60’s tv show.

*

Jamin woke up with a big gasp as the air filled his lungs again.

He was laying on his couch, his glasses all crooked on his face. There were drawings all over the coffee table with sparkling stones all over it . A bunny ears head piece was half beaded on the corner of the table.

He checked the time in his cellphone, almost 2 AM. Shane was out for Alotta’s auction and he said he was staying in but Jamin had a bad taste on his mouth. His stomach was aching and when he checked himself in the mirror he was pale as a ghost and his skin positively zombie-ish.

The urge to vomit was building up and before he realized that he was feeling sick too fast he ran to his bathroom toilet and threw up all the pizza and wine he had earlier for dinner . He hugged the toilet for awful two minutes after three big sprays of vomit making he feel like Linda Blair.

He leaned on the wall sitting on the cold tile, his head spinning fast. When he closed his eyes Thorgy was fucking Trixie in a bedroom that looked like the cabin from Evil Dead and then he opened them fast, panting. What the fuck was in that pizza? He didn’t even drink the whole bottle of wine.

He dragged his body to the living room again collapsing on the couch. He was feeling cold and didn’t want to get up again to grab some water. He accepted his destiny of dying in that couch when he heard the door opening and Shane coming in, his leather bag full and a tray with cupcakes on his hands.

“Girl, the auction today was so much fun! Alotta asked why didn’t you come and called you Gollum. You need indeed to get out more...”

Jamin has been in a very creative state lately, and since he was the one making everything and their travelling schedule was busy, Thorgy in gigs, and Acid in the Werq the world tour,  he gladly welcome isolation in his studio when he was at home.

Shane was putting everything on the kitchen table and not noticing that Jamin didn’t even move from the couch. He kept babbling about the people he saw there and how some of them were treating him differently because of AS3 when he joined Jamin in the living room.

He had the tray of cupcakes on his hands and he was wearing Jamin’s new Mickey hoodie. Also he didn’t remove all the traces of makeup because he still was wearing a bit of eyeliner and his lips were still red as if someone just kissed him.

“What’s wrong?” Shane noticed putting the tray on the coffee table and sitting in front of him on his knees and pressing his palm on Jamin’s forehead. He removed his glasses to take a better look at him and he looked zoned out.

“I felt sick...threw up everything...maybe there was something on the pizza I don’t know” he replied slowy as Shane caressed his face. He was still feeling cold with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

“Poor baby” Shane pouted rubbing his forearms to make him feel warmer. Jamin reacted weirdly about Shane touching him. The fresh nightmare still resonating in his memory.

“Is that my sweater?” Jamin noticed also that Shane was wearing his black beaded pants. “And why are you wearing my pants?”

“Yeah!” Shane replied excited  closing the zipper and showing the Mickey print. “I dressed up as you since you’re not going out anymore. Happy Halloweeeeeen!” he giggled opening his arms in a big ta-da and then kissed the tip of Jamin’s nose. “Your friends miss you” he confessed stroking his chest in circles. “And I miss you”

When Shane leaned to kiss him it was too overwhelming. Jamin leaned his head to the side and winced pushing Shane away.

“Vomit breath” he justified. Shane’s smile faded awkwardly.

“I was just giving you a peck, relax” Shane got up a bit irritated with his rejection.

Jamin closed his eyes in regret. He had no idea why he was treating Shane like garbage lately, and maybe the dream was his own unsolved issue with Trixie and the fact that he was feeling jealous of Thorgy’s connection with her. Trixie was the constant mistake he had to deal with. Their relationship was friendly, but he would always be the bitch that came for the most  beloved doll.

And he was afraid again she was going to stain the thing he loved the most.

It all made sense now. Even though he was still feeling sick. He observed Shane checking his phone standing up and he gathered forces to sit up too. He saved him cupcakes and looked adorable with Jamin’s baggy pants and hoodie.

“Thorg, sorry, It’s just the sickness speaking... I feel like there’s an alien inside of me”

Shane left the room and came back with water and some pills. He sat on the coffee table in front of him and Jamin laid again on the couch. Shane wasn’t as cheerful anymore but seemed to be okay.

“Just drink lots of water and take these pills. Not now though” he warned and stopped Jamin from taking the pills. “You have an empty stomach. Just drink water and rest. Don’t even think about eating the cupcakes”

Shane continued checking his phone and took off the hoodie and undressed of Jamin’s pants. Jamin observed him folding them nicely and when turned to leave Jamin grabbed his leg and sat down facing him, even if it made him more drowsy.

“I had a nightmare”

Shane stopped and his expression softened a little, showing that he was at least curious. He sat on the coffee table and Jamin still had his hand on his thigh, the thumb caressing his naked knee. They were inches in front of each other. Jamin smoothed his hair trying to find the words and look less nauseated, but  Shane didn’t say anything as if he just wanted Jamin to answer why he was acting so weird the past weeks once and for all.

“You cheated on me. With Trixie.”

When Shane heard the name Trixie he immediately chuckled in disbelief.

“And we broke up, and I had moved moved on. And you two were touring together and happy as two clown musicians. And I had sex with other men....”

Shane folded his arms on his chest and shifted position with the confession. Jamin took a deep breath and tried to focus again, even though his stomach was swirling again.

“And it was...not good. Because even in dreams I seem to only love you. I guess I’ve been acting weird because I feel like after AS3 everything is going to change. Again. Drag Race brought us together and I think it’s going to tear us apart this time. And you’re friends with Trixie. And I thought I got over the whole situation with her, but you mentioning her and being with her in gigs....fucked me up. It’s stupid, and doesn’t make sense, and I should know better. But I’m a tired ass jewish man that is turning forty and still lost as fuck”

He shrugged hoping for the best. Shane seemed to be still processing everything and he almost said anything and then stopped again confused.

“I- I- I don’t even know what to say. I guess sorry that I didn’t realize how my connection would Trixie would bother you? I never thought you would care because I’m the sensitive one. But after all of this, I guess I’m the asshole…”

“No, no, no” Jamin pleased caressing both of his knees and cupping Shane’s hands. “This is stupid. I’m acting like a prick lately, it’s what I do, I tend to isolate myself when I don’t know how to deal with something”

“Jamin, my connection with Trixie is just as a sister. We sure have many things in common, but we want completely different things and living completely different moments”

“I know, I know, you don’t have to justify anything. This dream, even though it was horrible, made me sorta snap out of it”

“I thought you were just like, over me. Like what the fuck did I do proposing to this bitch? Am I really going to marry Thorgy thor?”

Jamin rolled his eyes and kissed him pulling his head with both hands but Shane kept still. He kissed him slowly, his fingers caressing his earlobes.

“You do taste like vomit” Shane replied laughing when Jamin trailed down to his jawline and he stopped and pulled back.

“Well, I warned you”

They realized the TV was on the whole time and both looked at the screen, and Plan 9 From Outer Space was on.

“I had a dream about you last week too. I don’t remember much but I was a teenager in my dream, and I was playing in the school band. And you were the new music teacher. And you played the keyboard, and had lots of tattoos and I had a huge crush on you...and my dad, he read my diary and found out that I was writing all these dirty stories with you, and he threatening me to get me out of school…

“Oh my god, that is....detailed?” he replied surprised and laughing leaning on the couch. Shane peaked on the TV again “Why you didn’t tell me sooner?”

“I don’t know, you know I’m crazy, I always have stupid dreams” he shrugged.

“You must have been cute as hell as a teenager” Jamin smiled thinking about it and opened his arms inviting Shane to cuddle in. He laid by side placing his head on his chest and they both kept glancing on the TV.

“If you think greasy hair and really bad acne is cute. Also my brows were out of control. And I used to listen to symphonic heavy metal every day. Dream dad would be very mad to see me right now. He was right to take me out of that school”

Jamin hugged him tighter and kissed the top of his head.

“And you know what’s weird? I do play the keyboard”

Shane shifted and got out of the embrace looking at him with opened mouth.

“I’m the tall dark stranger your parents warned you about” Jamin replied biting his lower lip and raising his brows.

Shane scoffed looking at his sick face with dark circles under his big blue eyes.

“A bit paler than in my dreams I must say”

They kept in silence. Jamin was feeling much better with Shane’s warmth next to him and the slumber was taking over again, they were both almost falling asleep as Bela Lugosi’s monsters talked on the screen.

*

Jamin spent the whole afternoon in his studio making the new makeup video for Halloween. It was great testing new materials and trying new editing programs. He was very happy with result checking the camera pictures, still covered in pearls and face with still some traces of makeup, until he realized what time it was.

He was late as Alice’s bunny. His flight was in three hours and he had almost nothing packed. He heard a knock on the door and it was Shane.

“What are you doing here? Isn’t the Roast in like an hour?” he asked before saying hi. He was still startled about being late.

Shane was struck with the vision of Jamin shirtless covered with pearl necklaces and wearing those baggy pants he had that traced his crotch and ass in a marvelous way.

“What is happening here?” he was opening a mischievous smile and getting up, looking around the studio. “I came to pick up the things Alotta had separated for Halloween, remember? Hey, I wanna see the pictures!”

Jamin rolled eyes and picked the camera showing him and Shane started to pass and zoom them.

“This is incredible, it’s my instant fave right now” he was amazed with what he was seeing. Jamin finally could take a look at the man in front of him. Shane was wearing a fun yellow t-shirt on, printed with all women characters from Kill Bill, social black slacks that fitted perfectly and black Toms. Hair all up and neat and smelling fresh. Jamin checked the watch again. Alice’s bunny yelling “I’m late, I’m late, I’m late!”

“What?” Shane asked clueless about his boyfriend hungry eyes.

“You look really good, I mean, these pants. They actually fit you” he voiced checking him out like he was a delicious dessert.

“I had these forever. I used to play with them in gigs, they are nice, right?” he twirled still not getting what Jamin really wanted.

So he made it clear.

Jamin hovered over Shane kissing him urgently and he almost dropped the camera when he answered his embrace.

“Are you sure you want to do this, I-I don’t think we have time...I’m gonna be….” Jamin grinded harder pushing him against the wall making him almost bump his head on the top shelves with miniture toys. “Oh shit!”

Shane tried to put some sense into his head but there was something else on it. Jamin’s erection was poking between Shane’s legs and Jamin was trying to remove the necklaces but Shane stopped him.

“Keep them on” he pleaded panting and Jamin held his hand and they went to the couch trying to not step on the mess that was on the floor. Jamin sat and Shane was in front of him and he pulled him by the waist kissing and nibbling on the flight of his pants, while his hands grabbed Shane’s ass, making him moan and giggle at the same time.

“Take them off I’m still getting out and these are black….” he asked gathering all the coordination he had taking off the yellow t-shirt and Jamin unfastened his belt quickly, pushing down his pants so he could get out of them and the shoes. Jamin took the opportunity to get out his pants too and he was stroking his cock looking at Shane undressing, and one shoe got stuck in the pants and he jumped three times to get rid of them making Jamin laugh, sorta breaking the mood.

“You looking at me, jerking off with pearls and smudged makeup on….” Shane said as he approached Jamin’s lap, straddling him slowly, his cock sliding between his butt cheeks. “It’s such a Velvet Goldmine fantasy”

Shane started to rock slowly, cupping Jamin’s face with both hands as he rubbed Shane’s back, his thumbs ran up his spine, fingers fanned out over muscles that tensed and released under pressure. Shane’s cock was hard and slick, rubbing against the pubic hair of Jamin’s tummy as the kiss was deepening. With the friction of Shane’s body rocking against Jamin’s, his little hairs of the chest kept getting stuck in Jamin’s pearls.

“Ouch” he complained after another pull,  stopping kissing and looked down his  chest that was all red. Jamin winced. The skin was quite irritated.

“I can take them out”

“No” Shane demanded pulling him with a fistfull of pearls and Jamin started licking Shane’s chest, nibbing on his nippples and pulling him closer making him moan louder in approval. As Jamin was working on his nipples and caresisng his ribs, Shane was undoing his hairdo letting some part of the dreads lose and Jamin licked the area next to his armpit  making him laugh and getting even more turned on.

Shane then grabbed one of Jamin’s hands and licked his fingers, letting a lot of saliva run down on them. Jamin’s hands were still a little bit dirty with makeup.

“Sorry” he said giggling noticing Shane’s face with the taste of his fingers. But they were slick enough so he could warm him up a bit. “I have lube in the bedroom”

“I’m not going anywhere” Shane lifted a bit and that was the sign. So Jamin inserted two fingers inside him slowly, getting in and out as Shane pushed him harder against the couch’s cushion and making Jamin grunt louder.

His hips were finding a perfect ride rhythm as Jamin kept pushing two fingers, feeling him tensing up around them, his cock covered with pre-cum rubbing under Shane’s balls.

“Fu...you need to slow down a bit…” Jamin begged holding down his hips with both hands and Shane stopped completely breathless.

“We’re late, bunny…” Shane bluntly said out of breath and raised his brows, guiding Jamin’s hand to reach for his cock, teasing his entrance.

He started penetrating him very slowly, watching Shane enjoy every inch of it arching his back. They haven’t had sex in more than three weeks so he needed to be gentle even though he wanted to fuck the shit out of him right now. He was tight and so very, very hot. He thrusted hard into him once and Shane threw his head back, losing his  breath like Jamin pushed it out of his lungs. "You want a little more?"

"I want a lot more" Shane didn’t hesitate through gritted teeth, riding him harder. It was his turn to lose his breath for a split second, then Jamin thrusted back into him , shoving and raising his hips, the hands pinning Shane’s hips.  His delicious panting as the muscles squeezed around Jamin’s cock.

Shane pulled the pearl necklaces making Jamin lean forward to kiss him and embrace him by the waist and Shane kept riding him non stop...their bodies locked, Jamin feeling  the old couch making crumbling noises.

“We’re going to ruin this couch again” Jamin said laughing and panting reaching for Shane’s cock to stroke it as his other arm kept him stabilized in an embrace but Shane seemed to be completely dazed, eyes closed and moaning like crazy.

He grabbed Jamin’s chin and looked him in the eye, “Fuck me harder and I’ll pay you a new one”

Jamin flipped him making him lay on his back on the couch and now he was on top, with Shane’s legs over his shoulders as he pounded him harder answering his challenge. Shane pulled him by the necklaces again and one of them broke splitting pearls all over him, but Jamin kept going and Shane was working on his cock when Jamin laid over him reaching for his neck. He was feeling Shane tighten around him , hearing his cry out softly with every one of his thrusts. He was buried deep, hitting his prostate, biting into his neck again, his face brushing on his dreads spread on the cushion. He'll leave a mark. They'll deal with it later.

“I’m so close, just like that, just like….oh...fuck…!” Shane whispered with eyes wide shut.

And then he felt Shane tightened around him like a vise, an electric shock, a whirl of pleasure hitting him deep in his stomach making Jamin following him seconds later. His entire body stiffened growling in pleasure, and he wondered if the sparks flying off their bodies were going to catch something on fire and how that couch didn’t break.

He collapsed on Shane’s body. The pearls all over the floor, and his long legs wrapped around him, as he was listening his heart beating like a heavy metal drum slowly finding the classical sonata pace again.  

“I was…” Shane still breathless, and Jamin’s weight on him was not helping. “Kinda triggered when those pearls broke, having a flashbacks with my lipsync with Chi Chi…”

They both laughed and Jamin got up all sweaty and removing what was left of the necklaces. He grabbed some tissues on the table and cleaned the hot liquid on his stomach and on his cock, putting his pants on.

“I still need to pack. You want shower again, right?”

Shane just nodded with a post orgasm satisfied smile, and then Jamin approached and leaned planting kisses on his stomach.

“I feel like I can’t walk yet”

“Hey, you asked for it. Let me get you a towel”

“I’m not complaining”

Then Jamin leaned to kiss him before leaving the room.

*

Half an hour later Shane was in the car with Ruby Roo and Kirk going to the roast of Sherry Vine, fixing her hair. Kirk noticed the red marks on Shane’s neck.

“You might wanna cover these...allergies” the redhead implied handing him Ruby’s foundation powder.

Ruby looked back a little suspicious.

“I swear my skin is falling apart. Drag will be the end of me” he justified and kept teasing his friend hair and finished with a bit of spray.

#thorcid #whorses #rupaul's drag race #acid betty #thorgy thor #trixie mattel #rpdr fanfiction

[glenngaylord]

GABBY GABBY HEY - My Review of TOY STORY 4 (4 Stars)

[Excerpted from https://thequeerreview.com/ ]

Sometimes a film concept reeks of studio development people sitting around a room using such industry lingo as “What are the stakes?” or “We really need to lean into the diversity aspects of this story”.  With Toy Story 4, directed by Josh Cooley, who co-wrote Inside Out, you can almost hear the suits asking, “This time, could the toys have more agency?”  Well, despite my having an instinct for how the sausage was made, this film is as wonderful and joyous as its predecessors, and it’s also hauntingly scary at times.  

When we meet up with Woody (national treasure Tom Hanks), Buzz (Tim Allen) and company, little Bonnie keeps all the toys in her room as she prepares for her first day at school.  Woody hardly gets played with anymore, but he only wishes to please his owner, who one day comes home from class with a spork she rigged with pipe cleaners, popsicle sticks and eyeballs to form a toy named Forky (Veep’s Tony Hale).  Forky, however, thinks he’s trash and quicker than you can say existential crisis, he constantly hurls himself into garbage pales.  Bonnie’s parents decide to take everyone on a road trip, which goes haywire when Forky jumps out the RV window to say, “Goodbye cruel world!”  Forky makes a great nihilistic anarchist!

Sidetracked, Woody chases Forky down in an antique shop, which leads to a series of adventures for our toys and causes them to question their place in the world.  In the past, they lived for their children, but after three films, it’s time to change things up and give the toys the aforementioned “agency”.  In the store, Woody reunites with Bo Peep (Annie Potts), who leaves the nest at the beginning of the film.  It’s here they encounter some of the best creations I’ve seen in this franchise with Gabby Gabby (eerily and perfectly voiced by Christina Hendricks) leading the pack.  She’s an old fashioned classic doll straight out of the 1950s, and her good cheer and kind round eyes belie something altogether sinister.  She’s pushed around in her baby carriage by a series of ventriloquist dummies whose frightening stare and noteworthy shuffle will give me nightmares for years to come.  Let’s just say that Annabelle has nothing on this group.  Gabby Gabby wants something from Woody, and it becomes increasingly clear that she always gets her way.  

I won’t spoil the rest of the story, because it’s so much fun to get caught up in and enjoy. I loved the new characters such as a Canadian daredevil named Duke Caboom (Keanu Reeves), as well as Bunny and Ducky (Jordan Peele and Keegan-Michael Key), a hilarious pair of carnival toys who can’t wait to escape their fate of hanging on a game board wall.  I also loved Giggle McDimples (Ally Maki), who has a loud voice for such a tiny package.  Some of the returning characters, unfortunately, get a little lost in the shuffle, such as Joan Cusack’s beloved Jessie.  Bo Peep seems to dominate in the strong woman department here, and it’s a shame, because, like Tom Hanks, I consider Cusack to be a national treasure too!  Buzz doesn't truly emerge until about the halfway point, but his inner voices storyline proves delightful and on theme with this story's desire to give the toys a bigger role in their own fates.

Unlike the epic Toy Story 3, this installment harkens back to the first one with its much simpler structure and humble narrative.  It gets frenetic in the last act, which seems par for the course for any studio film, but it retains its heart and purity throughout.  I’ll admit to crying towards the end, which I’ve done with the other three, because these films act as Boomer/Gen X Nostalgia Generators.  We watch these films with fond memories of toys with pull string voice boxes and revel in their simple beauty.  The shine on the porcelain doll faces alone gave me the feels. The animation here thrills. I’ve always loved the concept of toys coming to life when their owners aren’t present and falling limp when they are.  The original trilogy felt like a complete set, exploring a world of subservient toys.  Toy Story 4, thankfully, doesn’t phone it in and actually has a reason to exist.  Many of the toys make tough choices and play a role in choosing their own adventures.  If it ended here, it would complete an immensely satisfying series, but I’d be kidding myself if I said I wouldn’t want to see Gabby Gabby and her dummies in a children’s horror spinoff!  

[tuxiedjabberwock]

Sticks, Part II - a Fairy Tail one-shot

Gajevy Week

Sticks, Part II

Feb 19th — “Grief”

TWO YEARS AGO

 “Gajeel? That you man?”

 “Who else?” he snorted, sitting on the edge of the bed and taking the phone off speaker. Natsu’s surprised shout echoed through the lines.

 “Wow! I mean, you’ve been blocking my calls the last few weeks, so I’m just…surprised.”

 “What do ya want?”

 “Well, uh, I was trying to ask if you’d wanna go hang out?”

 “Sorry, busy.” Natsu groan-sighed.

 “You’ve been busy for the longest time, you know. We’ve all lost parents, all three of us, and we’re trying to be here for each other—”

 Gajeel punched the End button and tossed the phone into the corner of his room. Natsu was insufferably positive, even after the fact, and Gajeel didn’t think he could stomach it. Not to say he didn’t appreciate Natsu’s efforts, but they would’ve gone off better with Wendy, who was younger and much more emotionally impressionable than he.

 “Gajeel?”

 Speak of the devil. Actually, no—“the devil” was a much better approximation of him.

 “Welcome home,” he said, opening the door. She still had her backpack on, the size of which almost dwarfed her small figure. Her long hair hung around her yellow and green-pattered dress and her eyes were wide and focused on him. “I made— Isn’t it kinda early?” he restarted, glancing at the clock. “Yeah… Ya have school for another hour.”

 “I’m sorry,” she murmured, ducking her head. All at once, he understood.

 “’s okay.” He put a hand on her shoulder and let her bury her face into his denim jacket. “Jus’ watch the truancy, alright? Ma always said yer a smart little girl—it’d be a shame to see ya get kicked outta school.”

 “I’m trying, but it’s hard,” she whimpered into the fabric. “Little things make me remember them…”

 “I get it. I’ll just call the school later, get the work that you missed.” She nodded as best she could in her position.

 “Thank you, Gajeel…” He hesitated as she sniffled, shifting his hand to her head and gently caressing the hair so much like their mother’s. He started to speak, stopped, then began again:

 “Let’s go get ice cream, huh?”

Despite Gajeel being eighteen—old enough to assume guardianship—he still felt the weight of assumed parenthood heavy on his shoulders. It was, of course, on top of the burden of grief, sometimes hanging like a cloud so thick around him that he could barely breathe. He had his moments, albeit few and far in between, and tried his hardest to hide them from Wendy to appear like the strong older brother figure she needed, but it was hard.

 He remembered how, when he was called out of school to receive the news some weeks ago, he completely flipped. It didn’t make sense in the slightest: the one day that the trio drove out together was the same day a sleep-deprived garbage truck driver did his rounds? It sounded like something from a bad novel, but things were nastily proven real. He remembered fighting for a while, dealing blows and taking them to let the numbness wane in favor of adrenaline, but even the best things were only temporary.

 “You know,” Natsu had said as they sat on the steps of Kardia Cathedral, his blazer on the stone and his tie yanked loose, “I keep thinking that this is a huge nightmare, that I’ll wake up any second with Igneel shoutin’ in my face that I’m late for school.”

 “Gone are those days.”

 “You’re tellin’ me.” He blinked rapidly, then wiped an arm across his eyes with a growl. “Damn it… Why now, huh? I’m not even eighteen yet and I already lost my old man. Igneel told me he wouldn’t die until I did!”

 “Well, things happen, Natsu,” Gajeel said.

 Things happen… What a gross summary of the most tragic event of his life. Things happen was what someone said when they couldn’t take their kid to the fair, or when they couldn’t afford a toy; things happen wasn’t reserved for real deaths, important deaths. Those two words weren’t nearly enough to cover Wendy’s sleepless nights or his own or Natsu’s, although he’d die before he’d admit it. But thing, once they hit rock bottom, could only get better, and while the ascent was slow, he made progress. They made progress.

 “This is so good!” Wendy gushed as she ate one of the wafers in her mint chocolate chip cone. He chuckled as he walked with her down the sidewalk, heading to their apartment down the block. “Wanna try some?”

 “I’m not a big fan of sweets.”

 “Aww,” she complained. “You and Natsu are so weird.”

 “Says you.” They passed an alley, where Wendy instinctively huddled closer and away from the blotchy shadows, when a weak mewl caught their attention. A small white and orange kitten padded up to Wendy, pawing at her leg. She cooed softly and knelt down to feed it a wafer, which it took gratefully.

 “Aww, Gajeel, she’s so tiny,” she said, taking up the kitten. It purred and rubbed into the crook of her neck. “Can we keep her, please?”

 “I dunno, the landlord’s not all that happy about flea-infested—” Then the cat did what most grown men feared to even think about: It jumped from Wendy’s arms to his shoulder and cuddled up to his face, purring consistently.

 At that moment, Gajeel realized his passionate love for cats. (Privately, of course; if Natsu, who’d had a blue-dyed cat since childhood, realized that Gajeel’s taunting of him for said cat was out of jealously, he’d die a shamed man.)

 “I’ll call her Cupcake,” she decided, beaming as the kitten hummed enthusiastically and curled up in her lap. The name broke Gajeel’s reverie somewhat, but he smirked and ruffled her hair anyway. It was the happiest he’d seen her since they lost their parents, so who was he to ruin it?

 “That’s a kickass name there, Wendy.”

“A cat, huh?” Natsu hummed as he shut the front door behind him, ignoring Gajeel’s scowl as Cupcake curled about his neck like a scarf. (Not that he was complaining, as it was winter.) “Ah, who was it that always joked about Happy again? I forget.”

 “You’ll be forgettin’ yer name when I’m done poundin’ ya,” he warned. Natsu grinned at the sound of a fight, fists up. Lucy sighed as she stepped between them, holding them at arm’s width.

 “What are you two, children?” she chided. “Grow up already!”

 “Says the one that still wears bunny pajamas,” Gajeel retorted. Lucy flushed a deep scarlet as she went to change, disappearing into Natsu’s room and locking the door. Meanwhile, Natsu sat with Gajeel on the sofa, kicking his feet up. Gajeel noticed the remains of lunch there alongside a few bags of potato chips. “I woulda thought you’d drown in junk by now.”

 “I would’ve, but Lucy’s pretty good at cooking, so I don’t mind eating healthy crap now,” he confessed. “It’s a step up from Dad always buying takeout anyway.” They paused to sit on that, the air growing heavier. “It still feels like yesterday, not like two months’ve passed. You still hanging on all right?”

 “I think… I’m doin’ better,” he said. “But sometimes…ya know, sometimes, I just wanna hear my old man’s voice again.” He turned away, feeling cold despite Cupcake’s warm body.

 “I get you.”

 “And I see Mom’s smile all the time in Wendy, and sometimes I jus’ can’t stand it. Ain’t that somethin’ else? Can’t stand the look of my own sister’s face. It hurts right here,” he gripped the fabric of his t-shirt around his heart, “and it jus’ gets worse and worse until I can’t stand it.”

 “Gajeel…” Natsu grasped his shoulder gently. “Things are gonna get better, I promise.”

 “I wish,” was all he said.

 Down the hall, he heard Natsu’s door, which had been ajar for a while, close once more.

PRESENT DAY

 Gajeel unlocked the door to his apartment to find something baffling: Wendy, who had been in another stretch of grief after Cupcake’s killing, was giggling madly. Curious, he dropped his backpack and went to her room, leaning in the doorframe. She was on the floor and reaching for something under her bed.

 “What are ya doin’?” he asked. She glanced at him and straightened, her back unusually stiff and hands on her bandaged knees. He recognized it as her guilted pose.

 “Gajeel, a present came for us,” she started. He raised a brow and looked towards her bed.

 “And it’s under there?” Answering his question, an adult cat slid out from the darkness and carefully approached him. It was jet-black with a grey mouth and paws and had a scar across its face. Its blue collar had the name PANTHERLILY. I see why, he thought—it looked like a miniature panther. “Ya said it’s a present?”

 “Uh-huh. He came with a note…” She grabbed a piece of ornate stationary from her bed and handed it over. He flattened it out and was immediately blindsided by the familiar perfume scent on it. He hadn’t smelled it in a couple of weeks, not since he buried Cupcake…

 “Dear Gajeel and Wendy,” it read, “I know this cat won’t replace Cupcake, but at least you won’t be alone with your grief this time. I thought that since you’ve lost a lot already, it would do you two some good to gain something for once, so you’ve both gotten a present here: Wendy gets a new cat, and Gajeel can get a number from nobody special. Regards, Levy.” And below that calligraphy handwriting was a phone number—her phone number, by the sound of it.

 Nobody special? What an understatement, he thought with a snort, rolling his eyes slightly. Shrimp’s pretty special, whether she thinks it herself or not. Actually, that’s probably why Bunny-girl brought us together in the first place… She thought Levy could help me. And she wasn’t wrong.

 “Why are you smiling?” Wendy probed. “Can I…keep him?”

 “I’m not gonna stop ya,” he grinned, ruffling her head. She pointed at the letter.

 “I called to say ‘thank you,’ and a girl answered. Is that your girlfriend?” He flushed a little but hid it with a snicker.

 “Nope, she’s not.” Let’s see if I can change that.

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4 or 13 fellcest if you want :)

I chose 4: “How long has it been since you’ve slept?”, and fellcest became fellbros. Hope that’s okay. (^^’’)

Title: Never Alone

Pairing: Fellcest/Fellbros

Words: 1, 242

Enjoy! Thank for sending me a challenge!

Another day had passed—wasted. Just like countless of othersbeforehand. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt at ease, and he probablynever will. Not to him at least.

The nightmares came night after night; relentless in theirattacks. And all he could do was suffer in silence.

All alone.

He was always alone.

He thought about it though; many times, in fact, to just endit all. He wanted something to finally ease the pain—the heartache. If notdeath, he thought of taking drugs, sleeping pills to be precise. But then, hethought of about how they were temporary. His body bound to becomeresistant, and the pill ineffective. He guessed the only way of escape,cowardice it may be, was to kill himself.  

But then … he thought about his Papyrus. It was always Papyrus.

He was his drive to strive, to get back up over and overagain—to not give up. He had always been there for him when he needed it most,and his little brother … Heh, he can’t help looking back when the latter had justbeen baby bones. And now, he made a name for himself. He was very proud of him,of how much he had achieved.

Then there was him, and he couldn’t compare. He was justuseless in, not only others’ eyes, but to himself as well.

Useless.

The skeleton was seated on chair in their dining room,holding a cup of water in both hands, and not looking at anything inparticular.

Stupid.

His grip tightened.

Weak.

He gritted his teeth, not even able to deny his thoughts forthey were true. If they weren’t, then he would’ve been strong enough so thathe and his brother wouldn’t need to fear others, wouldn’t have barely survivedon finding measly scraps of garbage food for years, wouldn’t have to … wouldn’thave to keep dreaming of seeing his brother get dusted in front of him; tauntinghim that he wasn’t able to do anything—that he couldn’t.

The skeleton sighed deeply, rubbing at his eye socket tokeep awake. He was so tired.

“You’re up early, Sans.”

He didn’t even have the energy to show how startled he was,turning his head to look at his brother.

“Heh … Yeah.”

Papyrus didn’t say anything further and proceeded on making theirbreakfast so Sans figured they weren’t going to talk anymore.

“… Are you okay, Sans?”

Well, this was new. He answered with a shrug regardless ifhis brother saw it or not. “I guess.”

“You guess?”

“I mean … I’m alive, right?”

Papyrus turned, scrutinizing Sans who in turn, resisted tofidget though avoided eye contact as it became uncomfortable for him.

The tall skeleton sighed as he went back to his task. “Howlong has it been since you’ve slept?”

The question caught him off guard, and the way Papyrus saidit, almost resigned, made him guilty. Ididn’t think he’d noticed. Looks like I’m not giving him enough credit.

“I don’t know.” The least he could do was to be honest aboutit. What kind of older brother was he to make the younger one worry? An awfulone, that’s what.

Papyrus moved to place a plate of fried eggs on the tableand looked to his brother. “Can you … tell me the reason?”

He didn’t want to pressure Sans into telling him anything,but he wished that he would give him a chance and let him in.

As of late, he’d noticed the decline in will power within hisbrother, and knowing how reserve the latter was, he figured that observing wasenough; that Sans would eventually be back to his normal annoying self. He waswrong. And it hurt him how powerless he really was.

He tried to act like nothing was wrong, but he couldn’tignore it anymore. His brother needed his help, and he was willing to wait nomatter how long it took.

Sans was his everything. And Papyrus did all that could togive his brother the life he deserved, working his damnest to get them ashelter, food, a comfy place to sleep, a safer community than back in thecapitol—all for Sans to be happy. He’d even become part of the royal guard justso he would be strong enough to protect Sans just as his brother had protectedhim.

Their relationship hadn’t been the best when he became partof the royal guard he admits. But he thought his brother would’ve understood.He was wrong there too. He should’ve learned; the harshest critic is almostalways yourself.  

“I … It’s …” Sans sighed deeply once more. “I don’t want tosay it.”

“… Oh.” Papyrus tried to show it didn’t get to him. But Sanscould clearly see how badly he was close to crying. He always was a crybaby inthe past and it made him wonder briefly when it was that Papyrus stopped comingto him, crying whenever he got hurt.

Sans grabbed Papyrus’ hand and this time, he met his gaze. “I’mjust not ready to say it, but would you mind if we do the patrols together?”Sans chuckled a bit when Papyrus’s eye sockets widened. “I was going to suggestskipping work altogether, but you’ve become such a workaholic.”

“Hmph. I am not. But, I would’ve allowed for today to be aday off.”

Sans shook his head. “It’s all right. I just want to gooutside and walk around with you. We might as well take it as patrol duty. Sothat’s killing two birds with one stone.”

“… If you insist.”

Sans tightened his grip on Papyrus’ hand to reassure him. “Ido.”

Papyrus brightened, and Sans wondered once more how long ithad been since he’d seen his brother this happy. How self-absorbed could he hadbeen these past weeks?  

“Then we’ll go after breakfast. Oh! I can show you my newpuzzles!”

“Sure, Paps.”

“And … when we get home, could you read to me fluffy bunnylike you used to?”

Sans blinked. “I … Of course. Just … I thought you grew out ofit.”

“I have … I just missed you reading it to me sometimes.”

“I’ll read it to you tonight. I promise.”

“And,” Papyrus hesitated but decided to push his luckanyway. “We’ll sleep together just like we used to?” It came out lessconvincing than he hoped, but it was too late to take it back.

“We …” Unbidden tears began to slide down his cheek bones. “Yeah.We could … Just like we used to.”

“Sans, you’re crying!” Papyrus hurriedly grabbed the wholepaper towel rack, ripping more than two sheets.

“Oh, uh, sorry.” He accepted the tissues to wipe his tears. “Hehe, don’t know where they came from.” They continued to fall and fall and fall. “Really.So annoying, huh.”

Papyrus frowned as he went behind his brother, and bent hisback to embrace. “It’s going to be okay, Sans.” It was sweat. Surely it was. Hewasn’t crying. Sans was already doing that for the both of them. “We’re goingto be okay, because we have each other.”

Sans clutched to Papyrus’ arms with both hands, and wasoutright sobbing now.

“We’ll always have each other, Sans.” Papyrus planted a kisson his brother’s head before he laid his own on it.

“Always.”

Sans realized then, he was never alone.

He never has been.

I hope this filled the requirement for hurt/comfort. I realized that I never noticed if I’ve written in that genre before. Actually had to search up it’s definition so I hope I got the gist of it. :3

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This is gonna be a long story and may not be as full of thrill as you might expect, but I would really appriciate any advice or insight I could get, so bear with me, if you can.Tldr: Manipulative ex gf thanked me for getting her through school and family isssues for 8 years by screwing her coworker and letting me find the used panties.Since there´s a lot of talk about abuse in relationships I´ve come to think about my last relationship and whether my (27m) ex-gf (25f) emotionally abused me. This is in no form a talk of physical abuse, but coming out of the bubble I was in, when I was still with her, I think that some things she did to me would be considered insane, if a guy did that to his girl.For background: I met my ex-gf when I was 18. She was 16 and seemed like the sweetest girl in the world. She was exactly my type, sweet, caring and came from a shitty family background, which I absolutely do not. Not only did I fell madly in love with her, I also wanted to help her overcome all the losses and insecurities she had dealt with. Her father was a women hating alcoholic pos that died when she was 13 and most likely killed himself. He had told her literally since the day she was born that she was trash, because she was a girl. When the nurse said he had become father to a wonderful daughter he replied with "well the dumb ones loose their cock". So that´s the kind of guy that had indoctrinated her to think she was worthless and would end up like her mother. Her mum was kind, but also one of the dumbest and most ignorant people I have ever met. During the 8 years of our relationship I have met so many new "step dads" for my ex, that I´m pretty sure I must have forgotten some.For the first two years our relationship was seemingly fine. I showed her that she could become anything she wanted, helped her with school, with bullies, her idiotic mother, her ignorant brother and so much stuff, my life basically consisted of nothing more than making sure she was alright. She had depression, an eating disorder and on top of that she had a habit of taking care of any animal she could get her hands on. When we first met, she had three cats, two bunnies and a horse. When we split it was still three cats, a dog, the horse and a pony. Financing almost everything about them alone and taking care of them 24/7 while doing school or working. This has made up a huge part of our live and tbh - I miss this so much it breaks my heart.I admired her for caring for all of them and over the years I got so involved I took care of the animals like they were my own. I have spent nights and days at our barn making sure the horses were fine and raised our dog for 7 years with her. Loosing the dog was the worst part for me honestly.Anyways during the first two years she kinda looked up to me I guess. I helped her through school, getting a job and eventually to become a nurse. I accompanied her to exams, even pretty much wrote a major paper for her (I know) and what not.I cant really tell at what point the dynamic shifted but I guess it was somewhere around our third year together. She always had a temper and when she got mad, it was like all she could see was red and the things she sometimes said to me were so humiliating and mean that today I would walk out the second the first thing came out of anyones mouth.It got worse and worse and to give you a bigger picture I will list some things out of the last two years:- She twisted anything I said all the time. Sometimes she raged all of a sudden over a thing I had allegedly said the day before. She made up entire conversations that had never happened and when I called out this bs she came up with things like "so youre calling me a liar" and the fight continued from there on- she constantly accused me of cheating even though I was carrying her on my hands like a princess, caring for her and her pets 24/7 and if I got mad, she got even more mad, insisting that I had no right to get mad over the accusation, because that would be a sign they were true. I had caught her texting at least two guys she lied to me about in a semi explicit way, but of course when I caught her it was my fault.- She called me names, yelled at me, told me to fuck off and when I left she said if I would leave we´d be done.It was like that at least once every two weeks, probably more often.Im sorry if this is a little confusing to follow. It is hard to grasp being humiliated and manipulated over a course of years and put it into sentences.Still, here is something that really stuck with me.I was going on walks with her horses and her at least four times a week. It was hard work, and she constantly told me how bad I was at handling the horses and what not, even though pressuring me and punishing me if I did not come along, because she had more work to do then. When we went on walks we would bring large garbage bags and gloves to pick up the horse sht. We were walking through neighborhoods and streets and didnt want to leave it jus there. That one day she told me to get the bags so we could go. I went into your shed, grabbed them from the usual chair they were on and put them into my pocket. These are regualy folded trash bags from a role like you probably use every other day. So at some point the horse does its duty and I hand my ex-gf the bag, she unfolds it and sees it has a giant hole at the bottom which was not visible before. It was a fabrication mistake which you could only see once you really wanted to use it. She then screamed at me on a street in full daylight with people around how dumb I was to not see this before, if I could do anything right and tbh, it was the ususal talk for me. I told her there was no way of knowing for me and that I had just taken them from the usual place. She then told me that she had already known that apparently the whole role had been like this but she did not throw them away. So she knew I would grab these and it would play out like this or just didnt think about it herself. She literally screamed at me and still insisted I was too stupid to do basic tasks and here comes the part that was really bad for me.Apparently she had also forgotten to bring the gloves we use to pick the shit up and since it was my fault the bag was broken I would have to pick the shit up with my bare hands. I really dont find horse shit gross compared to dog or whatever shit but it still is what it is and it was a lot. There was screaming at me not to be a little bitch and pick up the shit and find a way the bag will hold it. The worst thing for me about this that I was actually on my knees, over the pile and I was so close to pick it up, it makes me sick thinking about it. Eventually I told her Im not doing it, she just walked away silently and told me once we´re back at the barn I could leave.Now you wonder, why I didnt leave. Its simple. I loved her more than anything. She had a habit to apologize so sincerely a day after her usual tantrums, I just believed her. She would come a day later and tell me that she would just get consumed by rage and couldnt help but talking like while at the same time not meaning anything of it sincerely. Shed tell me shed love me, be nothing without me, love the way I treat her and her animals and that I should believe her that nothing of what she says in rage mode is what she actually feels. I always believed that. For 8 damn years I believed this shit.The last year was one of the best and still the worst. We moved in together after she had finished becoming a nurse and me almost finishing law school. We had fixed her relationship with her mother, her brother, got her her dream job and I dont want to be an asshole but I had guided her through all of it. Her family was a full on nightmare when it came to communication and I had always felt like the only sane person at the table being with them. The reason this is important is, I always excused her irrational behaviour with the trouble and stress that was always constant in her life. Her horse had also been sick for years and for the first time we could sleep without fearing it would be dead on the grass the next morning.So the foundation was good. At least thats what I thought. I remember two weeks before the relationship ended, she asked me whether I was still planning to marry her. I looked at her as honestly as I could and said yes and I meant it with all my heart. You shouldve seen the look on her face. She was the happiest girl in the world and I was sure this would be a turning point.Then she had a christmas party from work. I drove her there so she could drink. Told her to enjoy herself, she had deserved it after all the stress and I would pick her up till 3 in the morning because Id have to feed the horses at 7 and needed at least a bit of sleep.She did not react to my messages once and came home at around 5:30. Told me she had danced a lot with a coworker that had hit on her prior and I was pissed, but trusted her and did not want to ruin her one night out right after it ended. That was on a friday. The next morning, saturday, everything was fine. I had taken out the horses and we went on a 3 hour walk with them in the afternoon and I had to study after that for the rest of the day. She was sweet to me but kinda hung on her phone a lot and always made sure to take it with her everytime she left the room, which was kind of suspicious to me but I thought Id just be paranoid.So far everything still was fine. On sunday it all changed. She got up in the morning and was pissed right away. We had plans for the day and she canceled them because of light rain which usually never bothered us. She acted pissed until early afternoon and suddenly told me shed go see the horses. I wanted to join her but she wanted to go alone and walk there. That was a thirty minute walk in rain and by the time shed have walked back once she was done there it wouldve been dark outside and people got robbed a lot where we had to walk. I let her go and once it was time to feed the horses I got in my car to suprise her, so she wouldnt have to walk home in the dark. When I arrived all hell broke loose. Suddenly she told me that ever sinced I moved in with her she had no real home anymore. That I was just a dog to her, not a real man and that I was taking the air she breathed from her. She said shed go to bed early cause thats the only time she could spent without me. Just to note this here, she had yelled at me numerous times because I couldnt go to bed with her because I had to study.The idiot I was I still offered her to ride her home and then go to my brothers place so she could get some peace and we had a chance to talk at night or in the morning. Well she did not have any of that and told me to fuck off. I drove to my brother, she walked home and we only talked the next morning when she broke up with me and kicked me out.Two days later she called me to tell me something. Of course we couldnt meet at a neutral place, I had to come to her and we talked were our (her) horses stood with my australian shepherd I had raised for 7 years and never saw again after that day. She told me she had fucked her coworker. I dont know what happened at the christmas party but I guess they did not fuck there, but made out or something. Then the day after she kicked me out she went over while his gf was at work so they could screw. Not 24hours later after she had broken up with me, who had taken care of her for so long. She did not tell me this to rub it into my face. She wanted to come clean I guess. But the worst thing about this was what she told me after that confession. She said she knows how bad she treated me over all these years, the things she said to me, the manipulation and all of that and that she had come to the realization, everything she ever told me while she was raging and then took back was what she truly thought of me. That I was no man for her, just a dog following her orders. She had no reason at all to tell me this, I dont know why she did it, but even tough this was 1,5years ago I still think about this every day.I left and wanted to hug my dog one last time. That little thing was so shaken, she wouldnt leave my ex-gfs side, leaving my last interaction with her, her backing away from me and completely refusing to let me touch her. Thinking of this makes me die a little inside. The next day I went over to our flat to get my stuff. I had to go through the laundry basket to get the last of my unwashed clothes out of there and right on top was the thong completely covered in jizz she wore when he fucked her. The nicest present she could have made me to get the hell out of there. Did I mention that the day after she fucked him she actually called me, panicking and asking me whether Id remember the last times she had taken her pill. I had no idea of the other guy at that point and assured her the last time we had sex was a while ago so it woulnt matter.Guess she panicked after he nutted raw in her.The funny thing about this is that this and her cheating was one of the things that kept me from suicide. It was a really close call in all honesty, but even though I was in such a bad shape that I lost 60 pounds in 8 weeks because I could not eat or sleep the last bit of pride kept me alive. I did not want to go out because of some bitch that rather fucked some other cheater than keeping the one that loved her more than himself.Hats off if you made it this far. I will end this on a positive note. Im taken again. Shes wonderful. I have grown as a person so much, I think Im nowhere near the same guy and never will be again. The day my ex saw me updating my relationship status on facebook, she stalked my gf and since you could see the bar shes a waitress at, she was there the very next day checking her out. Accompanied by her coworker of course, who is still with his gf that he cheated on.My ex messaged me lately because covid, wishing me and my family the best after I had not heard from her in about a year. I replied with "thanks, you too." I want to be a good person. Im glad I made it out of this abusive (?) relationship. Will put a tldr at the top and fix typos later.God I miss my dog. via /r/dating_advice

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