#I’m gonna go eepy at FOUR??

[zionanelequaso]

DON’T CALL ORDER FROM SIDE ORDER AT 3:00AM!!!!!!! (HE CAME TO MY HOUSE)

#zio bleps #I’m going insane from the lack of sleep #I went eepy at 2:00 last night #now I’m going eepy at 3:00 #what’s next #I’m gonna go eepy at FOUR?? #well anyways I made a stupid joke to go with me going insane #I can’t type #help #side order #splatoon 3 side order #splatoon 3 #side order spoilers

[denalidear]

Sleepy

a/n: oops. forgot i said i was gonna do this whole thing. well here a little fic i wrote a while back and never posted.

summary: wil is so eepy.

word count: 886

warnings: none?

- - -

It had been a long day for him, you knew. Between streaming, working on new music, and how late the two of you had stayed up the night before; he was tired. So when you asked to cuddle and watch a movie, you had put two and two together to start your master plan. You strategically placed yourself underneath him, his head on your collarbone as you ran your fingers through his hair.

“Love I’m going to fall asleep if you keep on playing with my hair.” He warned, adjusting so his arms were tucked well around your torso. He yawned and leaned into you more and you smiled.

“What if I told you that was the point?” You teased, trying to contain your laugh as to not disturb the sleepy boy.

“Then I’d tell you you’d better be comfortable because I won’t be moving once I’m asleep.” He mumbled, now pulling the blanket covering you two further up his shoulders.

“Bring it on, buddy.” You said, turning your attention back to the movie while continuing your ministrations in his hair. Soon enough you felt his weight sink into you, his breath coming out in soft puffs over your neck. He had fallen asleep and your plan was a success.

-----

Wil was a sleepy guy. After the first nap he’d had cuddling with you, he requested more and more. It became a regular occurrence for him to seek you out straight after finishing a stream, only to fall asleep in your arms.

But today, he was determined to prove he didn’t need a nap. You’d dragged him all around London, going to shops and cafes. He played along happily for the first four hours, but after dinner came and went his resolve was sarting to wear thin. He happily carried your tote bag that you’d filled with the goodies you’d acrewed, but he was nearly nodding off as you sat at the station waiting for the next train home.

“Wil.” You tapped his knee, “The announcer said it’d be pulling up soon.”

“Ok.” He nodded, resisting the urge to lean into your shoulder. Soon the train pulled up and you boarded. Wil fought to stay awake as he sunk into the plush of the seat.

“Baby you can sleep on my shoulder.” You said patting his leg to comfort him.

“No, I’m not tired, I promise.” He said quietly. As miuch as you wanted to believe him, not two minuets later his head was on your shoulder and he was snoring away. You couln’t help but smile.

-----

The band said goodnight to the crowd, passing out the set list and spare picks. The main lights came up as the audience began to leave and the band got off stage. Wil came straight up to you, as was post gig tradition, for a kiss and a very sweaty hug.

“You did great, handsome!” You smiled, holding his face between your hands. As you looked into his eyes, you could see the adrenaline slowly leaving his system as his eyelids began to slouch.

“Thanks darling.” He smiled, leaning in for another kiss. You decided it was time for him to go to bed, leaving the venue in favor of the quiet tour bus. He held your hand tight as you lead him to the bunks in the back, speaking quietly about how he thought the concert had gone. You tucked him in like a little kid, teasing him about being a toddler while he laughed.

“But will you cuddle with me?” He said, grabbing your hand before you could pull away.

“Of course, baby.” You smiled, kicking off your shoes and sliding into bed. Would you regret not changing into PJ’s when you woke up? Probably. But this moment was perfect, and you wouldn’t ever pick a shower over sleeping with your boyfriend.

-----

“Chat, guess who just got home from work?” Wil smiled as he looked at the text you had just sent him, confirming you made it safely to his house. He quickly typed back a response, saying he was on stream but that you should come and visit him. He continued speaking to chat before he heard a small knock on the door.

You creeped into his office, dragging your feet after a long day of work. “Hello, love.” Your boyfriend spun around in his chair and st up to greet you. He lifted his arms to invite you onto his lap and into a hug. “How was work?”

“Good. Just tired.” You mumbled into his neck. “You can keep playing. I’ll just cuddle.” He rubbed your back and turned back around to his screen.

“Chat, my darling has had a long day, so she’s a little tired. I’ll finish this up and then we are gonna go to bed.” He smiled, reaching around your body cuddled up to his chest and began to play again.

He couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face as your head lulled back and your weight sunk into him. “I think she fell asleep.” He whispered to chat. He looked down at your peaceful face. “Yeah she’s totally out.” He giggled, keeping his voice low.

“That’s my cue to leave, friends. Thanks for tuning in. I’ve got to get my love into bed, poor girl. Good night, everyone.”

#x reader #fanfic #wilbur soot fanfiction #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur x y/n #wilbur x reader #wilbur soot x fem!reader #fanfiction #blurb #fic

[transmascnaotoshirogane]

rainflower chapter 2

ough...eepy....

the trouble trio get established

ao3 link; x

Wild let out an annoyed little sigh, walking along the path with the rest of the group.

Flower was off in front, having come out of their shell the past few hours and excitedly talking to Four and Wind about…whatever it is that kids talk about. It’s nice to see the kid being expressive—the last few hours, since Wild found them, they’d been shy, mostly hiding in Wild and trying to avoid others. It’s nice that they’re trying now.

“I need to get them a weapon,”Wild groaned, annoyed at the realisation. “I don’t even think they know how to use one,”That’s going to be a problem, for sure.

“You’re bringing your kid with you?”Warriors raised a brow.

“No. I want to leave them here, but…it’s still dangerous here, y’know? I want them to be prepared so they can defend themselves without me here.”

Twilight hummed, nodding along.

“Yeah, that makes sense. Even if it’s just a wooden sword for now, hm?”

“We don’t know when the next portal will open.”Warriors hummed. “We should work on arming them as soon as possible then, hm?”

“Top priority.”Twilight agreed.

Wild nodded, still watching Flower from a distance. “How old are those two? The ones with Flower?”

“Wind’s 14,”Warriors hums out. “Not sure about Four, though. Never said. We think they’re, like, 15 or something though.”

“What bout Flower?”Twilight asks, and Wild shrugs.

“They don’t remember. They look young, though. Can’t—can’t be older than 10, with how small they are.”

The two nod along, seemingly just as worried about the child’s amnesia as Wild himself is.

“Wild!”Flower yells over, smiling brightly. “Foursey says he’s a blacksmith! That’s cool!”They giggle, then; “Do you know what a blacksmith is?”

“Uh. I know I’m their worst nightmare?”He offers. “I don’t remember what a blacksmith is either.”

“I make swords,”Four clarifies, for both of them. “And knives. I can fix them up, too. I can just, generally, make a lot of things out of metal.”

“Woahhh,”Flower stares at Four with pure awe in their eyes, and Wild watches as Four pretends not to be flattered by it.

“Here,”Four decides, pulling a knife seemingly out of nowhere. (Wild would later learn that Four has about a dozen knives on their person at all times, and that when Four says they have a trick up their sleeve, they really mean they have a knife.)

“You can keep it if you want.”They clarify, handing the small knife to Flower. It’s not too daunting like a sword would be. It’s small enough to be hidden, and sharp enough to pose a threat.

“Look, look, it’s got a flower on it!”Flower giggles happily. “I like it a lot.”

“That sorts my problem out,”Wild mumbles under his breath, then whistles. “Be careful with it, okay?”

“I will!”And then they tuck it into their sleeve as Four tells them, and runs off with the smithy again.

Well. At least the kid’s good at making friends… How could their family abandon them in that cave? It makes Wild feel sick.

“Wind is gonna have a field day with this kid,”Warriors sighs with a shake of his head. “Gonna teach them how to steal or something.”

“Oh. Handy skill,”Wild hums, chooses to ignore the looks he gets for the comment.

They walk for a while. Wild shows them around the general area, and then they have to go and find the trouble trio, as Wild has started to call them.

Flower, Four and Wind are almost inseparable. They stick close, and run off a lot. It wouldn’t be so bad if Wild didn’t know the dangers of this area.

“Okay—where could they have gone now?”Sky wheezes, catching his breath. They’ve been looking around for a while, to the point the group split up just to find the three.

“I don’t—”Wild takes a breath. “I don’t know. Flower doesn’t know the area.”

Sky sighs. He sounds disappointed, and Wild can’t blame him.

“Ready to keep going?”He asks after a while, watching Sky with concern.

“Mhm!”The chosen hero smiles bright and stands up straight.

They find the trio standing in the middle of the woods, having a very intense staring contest with a strange looking black portal. …wait. Black portal?

“What the hell is that?”Wild frowns, turning to the other.

Sky looks a little sheepish. “That…is the way we’ve been travelling between the timeline! Um…guys! Back up a little bit?”He yells, stepping closer.

Flower turns to look at them.

They’re holding Four’s hand tight, not seeming to be keen on the idea of letting go.

“Get the others,”Four states bluntly, keeping a hold of Flower’s hand. Wild can’t tell who’s being comforted by the action.

“Where’s Wolfie when you need him?”Wind complains, dramatically crossing his arms and jutting his bottom lip out into a pout. It turns into a grin when Flower laughs at the action.

“I can find the others. Sky, can you..?”

“I’ll stay with them,”Sky nods quickly and lets Wild run off.

He turns to look at the three, and lets out a sigh as he wanders closer to them. “Why’d you three run off, then?”

“We were exploring,”Four informs with a loose shrug. “We were being careful. Then we came across this and didn’t know what to do, and then you and Wild showed up.”

Wind nods along. “We were tellin Flower about our adventures, too!”

“They’re really cool,,”They mumble, leaning against Four. Four seems to welcome it. Sky thinks its sweet.

It takes Wild another long while for him to gather the others and bring them to the portal. “Sorry, that took forever.”He hums once they get back.

Flower doesn’t make a beeline for him this time. Instead; “This thingy makes me feel weird. What is it?”

“Oh…the portal? We’re not sure what it is. Or where, exactly, it goes.”

“Woah…”Flower mumbles, and stares at the portal with curiosity. Wild does not like that.

“Hey, Flower,”Wild walks closer and kneels down. “I have to go with them now, okay? Do you know the way back to Hateno?”

They look confused, and then hurt. “You’re leaving me..?” Shit. Shit, they look like they’re about to cry.

“Uhhhhh, only—only for a little while!”He panics, trying to calm the child down. “I won’t be gone for long.”

“But—”Flower sniffles. “You said you’d help me. How can you help if you’re not—if you’re not here? I dunno anyone here..”

“You know Zelda?”Wild offers. Please let this convince him.

“I don’t like her,”They mumble, quiet. “I want to stay with you.”

“It’s—It’s dangerous, Flower..” Flower deflates. Doesn’t argue it again. Wild hates it, just a bit. They look so dejected.

It seems to be them agreeing to stay, though. He pats them on the head as he stands back up.

“Follow the path, okay? It’ll take you back.”He sighs, facing the portal again. Man, this thing is creepy, but he watches Time go through it and follows.

He really, really, should have waited and went through last. And also, Four and Wind are assholes.

#the rainbow twinks #rainbow ramblings #the rainbows linked universe tag #linked universe #lu #lu legend #linked universe legend #lu wild #linked universe wild #rainflower au #linked universe fic #lu fic #arcangel #please reblog too!! #likes do nothing

[brookheimer]

OKAY i have gotten many many asks about this so!!! my much awaited predictions for/speculation on this ep!!!

(barely a prediction ljke this is just known fact at this point) rome gets beaten up by a rally which, like, deserved lol

the obvious jess prediction is that she's quitting but who knows cuz jesse loves his curveballs

been too long since we’ve had meaningful ewan content so i’m betting on a ewan speech. also i said this in a prev post but i think that if we're going to get any rose lore at all then it has to be this episode and i'm an optimist so i'm saying we get some rose fucking lore!!! if we do it'll prob be from ewan esp if he gives a speech so: ewan gives a speech and we finally learn more about rose

look. it has been four episodes since kendall signed off on the logan smear campaign. it has been three episodes since logan smear campaign was mentioned (shiv brings it up to the brothers briefly in kill list, like 'uh hey guys im getting word some outlets are gonna release anti-logan reports are you on top of this' or something and ken was like uhhhh uh huh im sure it's fine Anyways The Deal etc). it has got to come back some point, and just dramaturgically speaking, what better way to drum up conflict at a funeral than same-day news stories coming out about how terrible of a person the deceased was? and if anything were to send rome over the edge and turn his eulogy into a category 5 disaster, it would be everyone in the world suddenly finding out logan physically abused him throughout his entire life (or maybe he just finds out those news stories r gonna break even if they actually come out next ep or smth). so. there's nothing to back this one, just pure speculation, who knows, BUT: possibly an update on logan smear campaign that ken initiated in e4 (either news comes out or the roys hear about it early like cruise scandal or something) and rome handles it, like, really well (sarcasm. obviously) OH or or or maybe rome does his Logan Is Great I Love Him So Much Aren't I A Bit Like Him eulogy and then like an hour later it comes out that logan fucking hated rome's guts and spent his whole life beating him or something lollllll #awkward

not really a prediction here either, just, like, obvious succession stuff -- the deal will continue being A Prominent Thing even during the funeral 100%. mattson is totally going to try and wheel n deal and talk business w shiv during the funeral, the bros r gonna keep trying to stop it, etc; being a roy does not stop just because dad's corpse is in front of you!

trying to think of what other threads i'm forgetting... OH i think tom sleep deprivation arc will keep being a thing because like that's just how sleep deprivation works man. the only way to stop being sleep deprived is to sleep and god fucking knows he doesn't after the election when he's public enemy #1 for every single news organization in the country. so yeah tom is going to be so eepy it's not even funny. like it literally won't be funny it'll just start getting sad and concerning

OH ELECTION lol yeah no absolutely nothing is decided, mencken is not Actually President yet guys lol. a news org can't just declare the president that easily. there's still bureaucratic processes to go through. my money's on a veep situation (altho in veep the votes were lost not burned so they ended up finding them and doing a recount) -- congress decides (and also maybe there's a revote in wisconsin or something? again veep was recount so idk) and that will probably be a long fucking process

not a prediction so much as a hope: MASSIVE cunt serving by caroline, marcia, ewan, and stewy

OH EDIT — kenrava fight bc ken basically chose racism over his daughter so… lollll

ok i prob have more thoughts because i'm me and i always have more thoughts but i need to go finish this fucking final lol

#succession #succession spoilers #not really but i tag it this anyways #succession speculation #long post

[nunalastor]

Ask Compilation LET'S GOOO

@onceuponahotel asked:

*closes app for one day*

*opens it before bed*

*sees whatever fuckery is on nunalastor's blog*

This is why I stay on this godforsaken app lol

like a cursed news app

@timeladix asked:

Cursed mod on the left and dickmaster on the right (ik this bc i was there, took the photo myself ofc)

(Basically the energy you each give off in my head lmao)

-🦋

cursed mod and dickmaster are the same person but i can confirm this is two sides of their multiple personalities.

Anonymous asked:

what is by far THE MOST cursed ask you've ever got?

honestly they're all pretty bad. maybe one day we'll go through and pull our top 10 or something for a cursed ask bracket or something (if anyone wants to go through the cursed ask tag and pull some and do it instead, by all means feel free)

Anonymous asked:

1985 type song about Alastor and his refusal to get with the times

'cause he's still pre-occupied with 1935.

Anonymous asked:

Razzle can also turn into a giant dragon (sheep devil thing) and there is a nonzero chance there are dragon fuckers here. Razzle x Alastor has my support!

Anonymous asked:

One divorced dad and one single dad meet and now the dads are dating and their daughters are siblings. Chaos siblings to be exact.

Anonymous asked:

I just feel like the *thump* *squeak* posts have died down too much.

So

*thump*

*squeak*

*thump*

Anonymous asked:

I’m always so worried that I forget to turn the anon on and my friends are going to see this anyway

Rosie asks her husbands if they’re okay with being railed as a way to know if she’s gonna eat them (so far they have all said no and tasted horrible)

*thump* *squeak* *thump*

If you do, just let us know and we'll delete it. But your friends will always know you're into freaky cannibal shit.

@urrandomrand asked:

Hey. I feel sorry for u

Damn they felt so bad they deleted their whole account.

Anonymous asked:

*thump* *squeak* *thump* *squeak*

Anonymous asked:

You think if Lucifer menstrates, Alastor forces him to use a cup so that when he's done with it, Alastor can drink it like fine wine?

I think you should seek help, personally.

Anonymous asked:

Lucifer eats baked potatoes for breakfast because I like projecting onto him and I eat baked potatoes for breakfast.

Anonymous asked:

My entire Tiktok feed is that *alastor is a circus who lets people play in his urine*

The shit i get from your tumblr is way more wholesome

I fucking 💕 this fandom

The circus memes are so much less cursed.

Anonymous asked:

Oh yes, that! Can't fucking post links in anon...

-Alastors Dick

You can add a space between parts of the link I believe. Like, nunalastor. tumblr. com/tagged/alastorsdick

Anonymous asked:

Hiiiiii hope you're doing well and you've getting them eepies accordingly :>

-🦋

Cursed mod said they were gonna go take a nap a while ago but that's usually a fucking lie and they're still up.

Anonymous asked:

Ok on the subject of crackships again

What about mollie x cherri and pentious x arackniss

what about all four together maybe pentious has enough dicks for everyone

@floatingcamel23 asked:

hello mom-

I have zero parental instincts. So, I'm probably more like your mom than you realize.

Anonymous asked:

Shiiit, listen to this without looking at the screen.

Hells Greatest Dad (hazbin hotel) - But i converted it to midi (youtube.com)

Do you hear them singing still?

-Alastors Dick Link. Not even remotely. It sounds like cursed cat alastor stepping on the keys of a piano repeatedly.

Anonymous asked:

do you think that Alastor hides his tail because it's actually a switch and you can turn him off like you would turn off a radio by flipping his tail like a switch?

Anonymous asked:

Alastor car

link

Anonymous asked:

*sexually inserts rubber duck into lucifer's ass and then jumps on him repeatedly*

Anonymous asked:

In response to the dog toy thing-

Vaggie has a stroke of anger because she's basically gained some sort of trauma from hearing it every night. Alastor bursts out laughing. Lucifer turns into a tomato.

Anonymous asked:

Using light mode should be considered a sin

#cursed asks #nunalastor asks

[blnk338]

hi hello i am once again (this is the first time) asking for 831 content. like i KNOW you prolly can’t tell much because of like lore and trauma and stuff but like they’re so cooooool and i have a gigantic crush on ALL OF THEM AND REAPER USED TO BE SO HAPPYYYYY. do you have any plans on possibly giving lil sprinkle hints and stuff abt them throughout the story? bc like 3 of them are still alive and well and one is like. kidnapped 🤨 soooo idk i know reaper has some deep seeded trauma like every girlboss does but idk

i also don’t know if this ask makes any sense. i’m very eepy BUT no pressure to write or add anything i’m just genuinely curious. ANYWAYS i hope your week goes well!!! and pls stop eating shrimp bc we need them to fry the rice !!!!

fun fact I was actually going to make something for them so...

//drinking mentions

"Okay, so, it's gum, but it's natural." Tahoma tried, offering Izzie the packet. It was a sweltering summer in Austin and the two of them and the rest of the 831 were waiting outside the lines of parked taxis and Ubers rumbling, hidden from the heat. "No gum is natural--"

"Yeah, but it's not like you're going to eat it!" Izzie just shook her head and leaned further into the concrete wall, sipping her water like a drunkard at noon. Each and all of them had pretty much run out of water by that point, but Okazaki and her ever-growing intelligence snuck in another bottle in her bag, aptly saying "fuck TSA." Johnny was well and done with her, sighing as he popped another piece of gum into his mouth as Rigo groaned loudly, Nadya shoving him. "If you keep moaning someone's gonna think you're having sex."

"In this weather? I'm sweating enough as is."

"I thought you liked hot," Marisha quirked, pushing her lips out as she fanned herself with the collar of her shirt. "Yeah, but this shit's dry!"

"At least California has a beach-- all Austin has is a river you can't swim in." Angel wiped her forehead, rubbing her eyes in the process. She hadn't slept on the flight and, frankly, the nearly twenty hours of travel, she was ready to hit Phil's guest bedroom's mattress and sleep for an equal amount of time.

The doors wheezed open, Rosie stepping through with seven different water bottles in her arms, the rest of her team practically leaping at the chance to take one from her. Everyone thanked the woman with all of their heart, gulping down every drop, Nadya crushing the plastic bottle like a Four Loko, sighing in relief. As if right on queue, the massive black SUV that they were so familiar with pulled up and honked loudly.

Shades pulled down, bright American smile sparkling as the window rolled down, their captain's arm out his own window, patting the roof. "You folks need a lift?"

They piled and packed in like sardines, grateful for the ever-blasting AC that he cranked up to max. "Hope I didn't leave you guys out there for too long."

"No offense, Cap, but you were forty-three minutes late." Rigo tapped his wrist, his metaphorical watch clinking (he made the noises with his mouth). "Always so exact," Phil smiled, rolling up the windows as Achebe settled herself in the front, happy to get her own special seat while the rest of her team had to sit on top of each other (though none minded all that much, they were just happy to be out of the heat). "And that was thirty-eight minutes we sat outside when we could've been inside your house, in your pool-- oh, wait, did-- Nadder, did you order already?"

"What? Dude, we just got here, why would I have ordered?"

"Because I was talking about Lolo's and I thought we were on the same page." Phil grinned over the 2015 Summer Pop that played over the radio, cranking the volume. "Can't hear you two over the sound of Calvin Harris!" The rest of Nadya's and Rigo's unharmful argument over whether or not the former could predict the Californian's hunger was muted by "How Deep Is Your Love?" as the team was driven to the not-so-humble abode of Phillip Graves.

It was everything the sweaty brigade of military idiots needed; from a pool and green, green grass in his backyard, to a three-bedroom, fully airconditioned suburb-style house. As all of the group crammed in right behind Phil, his keys jingling as he unlocked the door, he chuckled, the group pushing through as he let them inside. The first time that they'd been over, there were kids' toys, drawings of crayon figures, and dozens of stacked apple sauce packs in the pantry. By the second trip, they were gone. There was a mutual agreement not to talk about it, but Graves' team still softened their blows on him.

But as the team made their way from the front entry to the living room, they stopped. Nadya was in the back of the group, rummaging through her backpack, bumping into the back of Navarro. "Shit-- why'd you..." But as she stepped around the massive woman, she stopped too, her jaw slacking. "... Dad?"

To be continued...

#asks #rwys asks #rwys 831 #team 831 #tf 831 #tf831 #rwys navarro #rwys nadya #rwys reaper #rwys graves #rwys gallagher #rwys rigo #rwys okazaki #rwys tahoma #rwys achebe