#WAIT IMMA GO GET MARSHMALLOWS

[noroi1000]

Ooh requests are open imma send u the lil idea I had in my head but not had the time to get to writing it. Schl sucks I agree it's not fun, hoping you survive it somehow tho

May I request a Gojo x reader where the reader likes sweets so they buy sweets, put them in the fridge and promptly forget all about it until they see the wrapper in the bin/want to eat and realise there's only one left so they demand to know why Gojo has been stealing all their sweets? Thanks!!

A fridge full of sweets

Summary: You both love sweets. You bought a whole fridge full of sweet delicacies for you. But you didn't manage to eat it because you always had other plans. You remembered about these sweets when you saw empty packages in the trash. Satoru ate everything...

The shelves that had so much colorful packaging on them looked like they were starting to shine for no reason.

Pink, yellow, red, blue, green packaging and all these. As if a real rainbow appeared in the store. A rainbow that fulfills wishes!

You've been craving sweets so much since the morning. That's why whenever you went to the store to do some basic shopping, your eyes didn't miss the shelf with sweets.

Cookies, jellies, candies, cake in plastic containers, muffins, donuts. Everything seemed to be looking at you and your soul was already strengthening at the mere sight of these delicious good things.

You had Satoru's money with you. And he will never be mad at you if you spend his money on sweets since for him this is the basis of his diet!

He even adds ice cream to Sake when he needs to drink it, but he doesn't like it so much that he adds vanilla ice cream to it to eliminate the bitter taste of the alcohol! At alcoholic parties he drinks melon soda, cola or orangeade!

You have a cupboard in your kitchen especially for sweets!

He bought you bubblegum and pudding flavored lip gloss because he wanted to feel sweet while kissing you!

You both like sweets. You love these sweet flavors that melt in your mouth!

After a few seconds of contemplation, your hands shot out to the colorful packages and you started choosing everything you wanted.

Everything you wanted to take could have been in the fridge. You want refreshing sweets today.

Citrus jellies, mochi, ice cream.

But you couldn't give up marshmallows, Pocky, chocolate bars and those adorable teddy bear cookies. Soft cake, cream and jams... These teddy bears are the ones Satoru likes. But you also like them because they have different flavors.

Later, you were completely ready, going to the bakery to buy muffins with various creams and cake.

You came home with bags containing mainly sweets.

And you looked at the fridge, stuffed to the brim and shiny with delicious-looking things.

Taking one cat-shaped cupcake with sprinkles in the shape of little cats, you closed the fridge to stop yourself from eating it all at once.

If you want to have a beautiful evening, you can eat sweets together.

The strangest thing was that your boyfriend didn't open the fridge right away when he came home.

He came into the house, greeted you, changed into his home clothes and started taking warm food out of his bag.

He came back from town bringing you your favorite food.

He really spoils you. He feeds you with the amount of food he eats. And he could eat all day long. Continuously. And he forces just as much food into you, even though his size outweighs yours. That's why you think he might have a bigger stomach too.

No... He has a black hole in his stomach. Everything he eats disappears as if it never happened and he can continue eating everything.

He clung to you on the couch.

And the next day he took you out to dinner in the city.

Then it happened again that you weren't at home.

The fridge overflowing with sweets hasn't been opened and you haven't eaten any of it yet. Fortunately, there was nothing that deteriorated very quickly.

But one day when he came home late, you were already asleep, waiting for him in bed.

But knowing this Gojo Satoru, he was hungry after working all day as a Jujutsu sorcerer.

That's why his hands reached for the fridge. And his eyes lit up when he saw the amount of sweets.

The smile on his face when he thought that you surprised him and bought all these sweets for him as a gift.

Maybe tomorrow morning he will play with you to thank you for these delicacies?

Your warm arms can wait. For now, he has to eat everything you bought!

All his bites are big. While eating one thing, he only thought about eating the next one. So he ate everything in order. All packages were open. The sour jelly sugar coated his fingers as he licked the cream from his lips after eating the last cupcake.

Long fingers landed on his tongue as he scooped up the sweet and sour delight of the jelly beans.

Will he be able to sleep after all the sugar he has consumed? After coffee bars?

This is Satoru! Someone who has been eating sweets for so long that they have become addicted to it! Someone for whom sugar is not difficult! He can gorge himself and half an hour later he will be hungry again!

You may have already gotten used to your personal hunger at home.

Luckily he can have millions of yen for food!

The empty wrappers of all the treats were thrown into the trash can when he finished eating. And he didn't even want to go brush his teeth to hide all the traces.

They were sweets for him from you, weren't they?

But no one else could eat it except him and you. You two live together.

You felt the bed sink next to you and he climbed into your arms, giving you a kiss on the lips.

Why did you feel the taste of chocolate and cream on his lips, but the inside of his mouth tasted like citrus jelly beans?

You were so sleepy that you ignored it and went back to sleep. After all, you always felt more comfortable sleeping in his arms. You slept better.

But you slept too well. That's why you needed to wake up first thing in the morning. Sweet coffee and coffee bars... It was your dream.

You remembered that you put this package on the last shelf in the fridge.

You took the cups and prepared the milk and sugar.

While the coffee machine was pouring delicious fresh coffee into your favorite mugs, you walked over to the fridge.

Rubbing your eye, you blindly reached for your bars. To not find it.

You opened your eyes to look for it.

And you saw an empty fridge that was already full yesterday!

There were empty fancy packages in the trash can.

There isn't a single candy bar...

Only a package of peanut candies left...

Clenching your jaw, you walked to the bedroom, knowing who the culprit was.

That's why his mouth tasted like citrus jelly beans and chocolate!

He ate it all!

All your sweets!

Even kitty cupcakes and teddy bear cookies!

You saw a white-haired giant stick insect who was too muscular to be a stick insect lying in bed with his belly bare because of his shirt that had rolled up.

You bluntly threw the cold wrapper of peanut candy onto his half-bare chest.

He jumped up from the sudden impact and cold and looked at you like he was having a sudden panic attack.

If you poured ice water on him, he would look even better! It was revenge!

"Mochi? What?" He exclaimed, looking at your furrowed brows.

"Why are you stealing our sweets?! You ate everything!!" you shouted, your hands clenched.

"Baby baby! I was hungry! But since the fridge was full, you bought it for me, right?"

"I bought this for us a few days ago! But you ate it all!"

He quickly stood up, placing his hands on your cheeks as you looked at him like a disappointed child.

He fed his adorable baby (you) with pancakes that he made.

Two towers of pancakes for you. And as a punishment, not one for him.

#jjk x you #jjk #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #jjk x reader #gojo x y/n #gojo #jujutsu kaisen

[depressedbagpipe]

How about some Billy Russo at the holidays

omg my first request!! ily anon ♥️🥺🫶🏻

imma turn this into a headcanon because i feel like it

so, let’s get started

for some reason, billy gives me the vibes of a sugar daddy/buddy, with his love language being a mix of gift giving and quality time

so get ready to be spoiled every christmas 🤭

i can see him making a mental list of every thing you ever said you wanted, either as a joke or as an actual wish

and he’ll definitely get it for you

i feel like he probably spent many christmas holidays alone, so finally having someone by his side would make him feel like he needs to go all out for you

definitely grumpy x sunshine kinda relationship

maybe even grinch x christmas lover

you’d be the one pushing him out of his comfort zone and making christmas plans while he just goes with it with a frown on his face (even though he is secretly loving it, but he wouldn’t ever tell you)

mr anvil CEO actually taking time off for the holidays for the first time in years to watch hallmark movies in bed

going ice skating at rockefeller's rink

hot chocolate with marshmallows by the fireplace in ugly matching sweaters

baking together, and ending up covered in flour after a food fight

decorating his entire house (and buying absolutely everything because this man hasn’t got a single tree around)

he just follows you around like a lost puppy while you jump in excitement every time you find a new ball to add to the collection

and simply smiles whenever you’re not looking

'cause there’s no way Mr Billy Russo would ever be caught going soft for someone else

he would just sit next to you while you unwrap everything

maybe coming from a low-income family, you’re not used to receiving much, so billy makes it his personal mission to make the most of the holidays for you, even if you swear you don’t need most of the gifts

you would definitely be the one bringing the christmas joy back into his life

maybe he’d take you to a luxurious cabin up in the mountains and spend the holidays with you there, basking in each other’s warmth

also, bringing billy home for christmas?

he’s even got sexual tension with a rock so it’s no surprise he is instantly loved by everyone in your family

throw in some extra gifts for them too

that one purse your mom always loved

maybe the car your dad always wanted

and when you’re laying in bed with him after hours of playing around with your little cousins and nephews and nieces

and enjoying the chaos of family dinners

he’s just looking at you like: “you’re my best gift”

and he knows the next gift will be that ring he always carries pretty much since he met you

waiting for the right moment to give it to you

#billy russo #billy russo x reader #billy russo x y/n #billy russo x you #the punisher #bagpipe writes #billy russo headcanons

[dualityvn]

fuck hanahaki imma start another fluffy thingy on the fly w zero planned plot

Your boyfriend was on the roof. You knew it. You just did.

For as long as you've known Tenebris, star gazing had been the go-to way for him to cope with... well, anything, really. The issues ranged from "the grocery store was out of frosted cereal" bad to "almost got caught chopping someone's arm off" bad. There was only one way to find out exactly how bad, and that is to go up the roof yourself, preferably with two cups of hot chocolate with marshmallows. But what people don't seem to realize is that it's practically impossible to climb stairs and open doors with two mugs brimming with piping hot liquid, which is why you usually end up sharing a cup. Of which you barely get a sip because he drinks the whole damn thing in two gulps.

You crept up the stairs to the roof of your apartment building, steaming mug in your hand. You tried to be quiet, then remembered that the metal door always creaked when you opened it, and there was really no point in trying to be quiet when your boyfriend has supersonic hearing. You shoved the door open without a second thought.

Tenebris turned at the obnoxiously loud creak. His face broke into one of his Cheshire cat grins that stretched from ear to ear. He sat on the cement rim of the roof, his legs dangling over the side. He really has no sense of self-preservation, does he?

You smiled at him and closed the door behind you. and let the cool nighttime breeze wash over you. You swore that the air was fresher up here. It had a sense of crispness that the street air just couldn't compare with, air that hasn't been swirled around and lived in by hordes and hordes of people, air that was fresh and untainted by humans and their ways. Tenebris always said that it was better where he was from, some wild place deep in the woods. You believed every word.

"Hey." You sat down on the ridge and handed him the mug, facing the inside because you can't survive a 70-foot fall. "Any stars tonight?"

Tenebris responded by turning around to your side of the cement block and scooping you into one of his too-tight hugs that you grew to love. You gave him a peck on the cheek, and he let his arms drop to your sides. His left hand automatically took its place on your left thigh. Your hand nestled in his head of wild curls. It was the standard position for you two, sitting in this position, Tenebris purring into your hair.

"There were a lot more."

His voice snapped you back into reality. "Huh?"

"There were a lot more. Where I was from."

"You mean the woods?" You hands left his head as you snuggled into his lap.

He nodded.

"Were they brighter, too?"

"Yeah."

He sat there, staring off into the night sky, studded with sparkling diamonds. Tenebris had told you about his life before he got stuck with Keith on a few occasions. It usually came up when you two were in the middle of a whole lot of nature, like that one time he took you knife throwing in the woods in the middle of the night. You tripped on a rabbit hole and broke your ankle. In your opinion, it was the best date yet. While you two waited for the taxi to arrive- you were not about to pay five hundred dollars just for a ride in the wee-woo wagon- he pointed out all the constellations to you, even if you thought they looked like nothing but random polka-dots someone had drawn and connected in the sky. The ancient greeks sure had a hell of an imagination. Or maybe it was always there, just buried under the constant noise and distractions of cities that demanded everyone's attention all the time, waiting to be dug out of the depths of your brain and put to good use once again.

You could tell that it was what Tenebris and his species, whatever they were, had done with it. They were free, wild, respecting of nature and her beauty. They were the ones who truly deserved nature, not humans.

"Do you ever miss them?" The question tumbled out of your mouth, unbidden and unpolished, with more following it, forcing their way through your lips. "Your family, I mean. How much do you remember?"

Tenebris looked down and stared at his mug. It was a while before he spoke again, his voice much, much softer than before.

"Everything."

His hand found its way to your thigh again; yours were guiding his.

"Why can't you go visit them?" you asked quietly.

"I..." His voice sounded like it was on the verge of cracking. You placed your hand on his.

"Ten." His fingers entwined themselves with yours, gripping you like you were a balloon, about to float away at the slightest breeze. "Ten, it's okay if..."

"I don't know where it is," he admitted. "I know what it looks like, but..." He shrugged, his eyes still locked on the marshmallows, slowly melting into a blob of sugar in the hot chocolate. "I have no idea where it actually is. I went to sleep one night and I just kinda... left. A-and they won't recognize me anyways. It's okay, really."

The look on his face said otherwise.

Your arms were wrapped around him before either of you knew it. He froze for the briefest moment, then buried his face in the crook of your neck. His arms embraced you right back, squeezing you tight against him.

"We could look for it," you whispered. "Your forest."

"How?"

"You'd recognize it if you see the place, won't you?" You nuzzled your face in the crook of his neck. "We'll find it eventually."

Tenebris never cried. He said that he didn't. Whatever he's doing right now, discreetly sneaking water into his eyes, is definitely not crying.

"You'd do that?" His voice was half an octave lower than usual. "You'd really do that? You promise?"

You smiled into his neck. You could feel his blond curls tickling your neck. "I promise."

You couldn't see Tenebris's smile, but you had no doubt that it was there, stretching from ear to ear.

It seemed like an eternity you spent in his embrace, hanging to every bit of his warmth, sharing a block of cement in the chilly night. The hot chocolate sitting on the floor was no longer hot, and the marshmallows had long since given up on their structural dignity.

"What does your family look like?"

He laughed. "Green. There aren't that many of them, but... just so you know, I had eight brothers."

"That's a lot of in-laws for me."

You could practically see his blush.

"Wanna go downstairs yet? The hot chocolate's cold," you mentioned.

"You let go first."

"No, you."

"You."

"You."

It's gonna be a long night.

-

i wanna no nut november drabble 4 keith plz

also tenten adhd?

Love reading your fanfiction, as always. I normally torture these two, but I spared them the suffering of living in the US, so their ambulance rides are free. You guys can still write them wherever you want, though.

And I'll have to provide you with that drabble in a different post, so people don't need to scroll down too much, but it'll come.

Not sure if that's a question or a suggestion, but Tenebris doesn't have adhd.

#duality game #yandere #dating sim #visual novel

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

(Captain Anon) Camp Councilor! Mark working with Camp Councilor! Captain to come up with fun activities to do at camp (Captain dressing as a cryptid at night while Mark tells scary stories) Plus I wanna know what their councilor nicknames are

"The campers are getting bored, Cap. We can’t have that! We need to come up with something!”

As Mark’s boots thumped loudly across the wooden floors of the cabin, you were just sitting at your desk, sighing. In fact, you were here trying to come up with new activities but he was being incredibly distracting right now.

“I might be able to think better if you stopped that.” You grumbled quietly, flipping through the pages.

“Oh! My bad, sorry.” Taking a seat in the opposite chair, he leaned forward, elbows propped up on the desk as he decided to stare at you instead with a light smile.

Yep, still very distracting. But at least it was quieter. So you went back to checking your activity book, trying to ignore those doe-brown eyes of his.

Damn. He was lucky he was cute or you’d kick him right out.

Then you finally found an idea neither of you have tried yet.

“Oooh, how about...telling a scary story while one of us dresses up as the monster and scares the campers? I think I have an old costume somewhere in the basement.” You glanced up at him with a mischievous glint in your eyes.

“Sounds great! I wanna tell the story, though.”

“..but you always do.”

Mark just pouted, and you knew that he knew that’s your one weakness. Yet it worked every single time whenever he didn’t get his way. So you gave in, closing up the book. “Fine. I’ll be the scary monster. Just mark it in the schedule for...9:30 PM and let the campers know.”

“Gotcha, Cap!” He saluted.

“..you know you can call me [y/n].” You chuckled. “It’s just us here.”

“Awh, but I like calling you Cap. I don’t mind if you call me Buddy!”

“..I think I’ll just stick with “Mark”. Imma go get the costume ready.”

..........

At exactly 9:30 PM sharp, the members of Camp Invincible II were already gathered around the fire. As they got their marshmallows toasted, some of them wondered why their counselors chose a spot so close to the dark woods. 

They were already imagining creepy things out there, with a few not even knowing what could possibly be out there watching them right now.

Honestly? The unknown probably terrified them the most.

But soon their fears were quelled when Mark showed up with a flashlight. Though oddly enough you weren’t with him like you usually were.

“On the dot as always. Good job, campers!” He chuckled as he sat down. “Counselor Cap will join us shortly. But while we wait for them..I wanna tell you all a story..” His tone turned sinister, flicking the flashlight on as the campers huddled together, eager to hear this tale.

And he told them about a cryptid--the mothman, to be more specific--that lurked within the trees of this very forest. As if on cue, some of them tensed as the surrounding trees rustled, with one anxiously muttering about seeing two red lights in the darkness, and another saying it’s just their imagination.

Mark grinned evilly, continuing his story until he finished it with a shout.

“And soon, very soon..it will descend upon all of us, and we shall become its PREY!!”

Immediately after he turned off the light, you jumped out of a bush behind him, in your mothman costume with ragged black wings and red LED lights in the large bug eyes. You didn’t make a sound but your appearance jolted most of the campers, who either yelped or clung to the person next to them in fright.

Though as you unmasked yourself, they realized it was you and laughed, applauding your performance and Mark’s storytelling.

You just grinned and took a bow, joining the circle as you high-fived your fellow counselor. 

This was the best idea ever.

#clanask #captain anon #iplier egos x reader #iswm 2 x reader #in space with markiplier x reader #campiplier #camp counselor mark

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves]

Can you write something about camilo bringing his Girlfriend home to meet his family (i think everyones reactions would be funny)

I absolutely could??? I LOVE writing for Camilo? Let's see what I can do!

(Pls note, I LOVE Camilo, but imma be like. REALLY cautious about asks regarding him, because some bitches in the Fandom don't know how to act. So Camilo asks are welcome, within reason).

"Hey Mami? Dad? I was kinda wondering if I could bring someone over for dinner tonight."

Camilo was busy really packing it in at the breakfast table. It wasn't Sunday, so not ALL his family was present, just his mom, dad, and Antonio. Dad made breakfast, and even though they saw eye to eye on...not much really, they both loved food, and his dad REALLY put love into his cooking. Pepa nodded as she helped Antonio cut bits of meat. Not for him, but to feed his panther, Pierce.

"Of course, mijo, why do you even need to ask? You have your friends here all the time! And it's Friday, you know those aren't family nights."

He wiped his hands, getting them ready to hold her hands. He knew she wasn't ready for this news, but he already promised he'd do this. He took a deep breath, and held out his hands.

"Hold my hands. I need to tell you something, and I need you to like, PLEASE not hurricane, okay?"

She put her hands into his own, and he tried not to wince as snow cascaded over her. That was Pepa for 'going to have a fucking heart attack', and even Félix looked as if this was a bad idea. He waited till his dad held onto her shoulder, before Pepa nodded.

"Okay. You can tell me ANYTHING."

"Good. Because I'm bringing a friend over for dinner. A girl. My girlfriend. Who I've been dating for a month. Which isn't a lot, but I REALLY like this girl, and she's ALWAYS wanted to meet you guys. So is...that okay?"

Antonio had to hold onto the cat's head as he watched his mom's snow start to turn into an ever growing snowstorm. She took a shakey breath, clearly not seeing this coming.

"You. Have a girlfriend. An official girlfriend. Not just someone you're dating?"

"Nope, official girlfriend. Please, deep breaths, deep breaths. I think you'll REALLY like her. Please, I SWEAR I picked a good one! She's SUPER pretty, she's fun, she cooks! She's great!"

He was proud of her for doing her deep breaths, like they practiced. It didn't remove the clouds, but it kept it from getting MUCH worse. She slowly nodded, squeezing onto her son's hands.

"Okay. This is fine. I just. Have one question, and you NEED to tell me the truth. Understand?"

Camilo glanced towards his dad. They had one HUGE rule in the family- do NOT lie to Pepa, even if it'd benefit her. He nodded.

"Si mami. Whatever you wanna ask."

"Did you- Tonito, cover your ears mijo. Did you have sex with this girl?"

That. Wasn't the question he expected. Though, he could sorta understand the worry. He was sixteen, that's something people his age were curious about, usually.

"Nope. I mean, we've done hard-core make out stuff, but I'm not really interested putting mine in hers, you know?"

Camilo had charisma, and he was smooth enough to charm a snake. But in terms of libido, well, he had little to none. He just didn't like anything past kissing, to be frank. His answer seemed to calm Pepa down enough for the snow to stop, but the cloud still formed over her head.

"Okay. Good. I just. I worry, mijo."

"I know, mami, I know. And thank you for worrying. It just shows you're the best mami in the whole Encanto."

He kissed the back of one of her hands like a gentleman, and tried not to sigh in relief. Step one was complete. Step two...was going to be a lot harder.

------------------

Camilo jumped the second he heard the doorbell. Right on time. He opened the front door, and there she was. The longest girlfriend he's ever had, Dulce. She was shorter than him, hair done up in braids, and built as pretty and fluffy as a marshmallow. She was just precious.

"Hey. You're on time. Thought you'd be fashionably late."

"I wanted to make a good first impression, duh. How'd your mom take the news?"

He shrugged as he let her in, trying not to make the other important girl in his life worried.

"She didn't tornado, which is good. She's nervous though, like you. Which I don't get, you guys are just gonna eat food, not fight to the death."

"I know, I know. I just want her to like me. If I HAD to pick someone to fight though, hand to hand, it'd be Alma."

Camilo snorted, ever so casually holding onto one of her hands. He could feel the bits of frosting still clung to the ends of her nails, which was pretty common for a baker's daughter.

"Bad move, Abuela has been through it, I feel like she'd snap your spine like a twig. I'd go Augustín, he'd accidentally punch himself in the face and you'd win."

There was laugh he missed from her. He rested his forehead against hers, feeling her hair tickle his skin. Her eyes were beautiful like this, dark as smooth Caramel, and lips looking as full as a pound cake. It contrasted beautifully to her long, white dreadlocks.

"You're too good at cheering me up."

"A woman's heart IS through her smile. And I think I can make you smile without saying another word~"

He could feel her breath against his as he leaned in, he could practically taste the sugary smelling lip gloss she had on. One little kiss wouldn't hurt. Or two. Or three. Or four. Or more. Unfortunately, he didn't get that, given the fact that the thunder made them both jump. Pepa was right there, holding onto Félix's hand tight enough to make him slightly wince. Dulce cleared her throat as she took a step away from Camilo, in order to hold her hand out to her.

"Hey! It's so great to meet you! I'm Dulce."

Pepa was about to shake her hand, but Félix, with an awkward smile, forced her hand down.

"She's. Not ready for that. I'm Félix, so nice to meet you. Rosa's daughter right? Lovely woman, we dated in high school. Pepa, you remember that right?"

Pepa nodded, trying to make herself breathe as Félix shook the girl's hand.

"Yes. We still have coffee sometimes. It's so nice to have you here."

"...is it, though?"

The thunder was getting worse, and Pepa trying to control it seemed to have a negative affect. Félix lightly patted Pepa's shoulder, trying to soothe her.

"She's fine, she's just nervous. Uh-Isabela! Mija, can you take these two to the table? Pepa needs a minute."

Camilo tried not to groan at his cousin's smirk. He was ready for her saying some shit, purely because this was HIS girlfriend.

"Of COURSE I can! Come on you two."

Camilo gave his mom a worried look, before following Isa to the dining room table. Dulce leaned a bit into his space, keeping her voice low.

"Does she not like me? I can leave and we can just hang out somewhere else."

"No no. I promised you'd meet the fam. Trust me, once we eat, things are gonna calm down."

Isa turned to make sure no adult was around, when she grinned.

"She definitely needs food. If she's dating you, clearly she needs some kind of healing, maybe for her eyes."

Camilo turned into Isa, crossing his eyes and mocking her tone.

"If ShE's DaTiNg YoU- shut the hell up Isa."

"Language!"

Julieta called out from the kitchen. Camilo was about to call bullshit from her selective hearing, when Julieta came right out, setting plates of food on the table. She wiped her hand on her apron, and held her arms out to Dulce.

"It's SO nice to meet you! Tráelo dentro!"

Dulce went in for the hug, a grin on her face.

"I'm SO happy to meet you. You gave my cooking some competition, especially with HIM."

Julieta parted from the hug, sighing In exacerbation.

"Ah this boy just EATS, let me tell you. I can only imagine how much you've had to feed him. And speaking of, NO touching the food until the rest of the family comes, we ALL took time to meet Dulce, don't be rude. Excuse me, I need to go get Abuela."

Camilo waited till she left, before folding an arepa into a small, gooey square, and stuffing it in his mouth. Dulce rolled her eyes at him.

"Do you EVER stop eating, dude?"

"Hey, this charm machine takes a LOT of energy."

Both her AND Isa gave him a raised brow. The rest of the family seemed to pool in, each one greeting her with clear enthusiasm. ESPECIALLY Abuela, probably because she expected more kids in the family ALREADY. They all sat at the table, and Camilo served her plate first, remembering to stay away from anything with pork. She didn't hesitate to grab the plate from him, and kiss his cheek. He wanted to ser if his mom was handling it well, when he noticed Luisa looked like she was SUPER tense. He had a feeling he knew what was her deal.

"Luisa? You good?"

Isa lightly patted her hand, giving her the signal to go ahead. Then it just poured out of her.

"I REALLY wanna know how you guys met! Please? Is it super cute?!"

Luisa was a bit of a hopeless romantic. Camilo recalled the many times she'd beg to hear how Pepa and Fèlix fell in love, even during chores. Camilo nudged her as he took a bite out of his arepa (seriously, his tía made the BEST arepas, they just couldn't wait).

"You wanna tell it or should I?"

"No no, you go ahead, I like how you tell it. You're all smug about it."

"I mean, mierda, how can I NOT be smug over you?"

She rolled her eyes, but he knew her, her ass was flattered. He sat up straight as he spoke, loving how he had literally everyone's attention.

"So remember that play I was going a bit ago? You know, Rockstar Romeo?"

"The one where instead of dying, the play ends in a dance number?"

He nodded at Dolores. Least SOMEONE paid attention to what was going on in his life.

"Yeah that one. Well, SHE was catering the event, and pair it with looks like that, I HAD to get my flirt on. At first it was the food, then it was because she's quick with the comebacks, then I just. Actually started liking her. As for why she likes me, well, pretty obvious, but I'd love it from the horses mouth."

Dulce shrugged.

"I think it's because he's dumb. He was trying to flirt with me to get more food, as if it wasn't all you could eat anyway. And he's cute, I GUESS."

"Hey now wait a minute,"

He was trying not to laugh, and so was she, he could see it on her stupid, pretty face.

"So you're saying Amanda was lying when she said you thought my hair was 'soft as rising bread' and that you'd love to touch it?"

"Oh so you just snoop like a creep, huh?"

He opened his mouth to retaliate, but really had nothing. He wasn't gonna lie, he REALLY liked how she kept him on his toes. Félix chuckled, leaning over to mess with his boy's hair.

"Ha! She's a LOT like your mami when we were your age! All smart and sarcastic. And hey, pretty too, mijo~"

He whispered, nudging him with his elbow. Camilo couldn't help but hold a smug look alongside his father's pride. She WAS pretty, he'd keep saying it. Abuela spoke up, taking away all the attention Camilo just had.

"Tell us, Dulce, aside from the bakery, what else do you in your free time?"

"Well, I raise bunnies, for one! I actually make these little cream puffs based off of them and-"

"YOU HAVE BUNNIES!? WHAT KIND?!"

Antonio called out, clearly excited. Pepa muttered for him to not yell at the table, and Dulce chuckled.

"It's fine, it's cute. They're a breed my grandparents brought from outside the encanto. They're called English Lop's, and they have SUPER long ears. I can bring Bonnie with me when I come over, if you'd like."

"YES!!!"

Both Antonio and Luisa cried out at the thought, and it was cute enough for even Camilo to laugh at. Dulce took another bite of her food, and continued.

"And I also hold meetings for LGBTQ+ youth. It started with my cousin not feeling supported enough and-"

Abuela piped up, looking very confused.

"I'll never understand the labels you kids use nowadays. Back in my day you just kissed a woman and that was that. What does that plus mean? Is it like, how you say, gay premium?"

The amount of snorts that were at the table was EXTRAORDINARY. Even Dulce was trying not to lose hee shit. She took a shakey breath, before continuing.

"It's uh. You know what, that's it, it's gay premium."

"See, Isa? I'm getting it! I'm understanding!"

It was so goddamn funny, had it not been Abuela, EVERYONE would be losing their minds. Instead, there was muffled snorts, steady breathing, and a frowning Pepa. Camilo frowned, and debated on what to do. Dulce leaned into his ear, lightly patting his knee.

"Go help your mami. It's fine."

"You're the best, mi vida."

He got up from his seat, and after kissing her cheek, went over to where his mom was sitting, leaning down to her ear.

"Mami, kitchen please."

They both walked into the kitchen, and Pepa didn't even let him start.

"I'm SO sorry mijo! Was I clouding? Did I look mad? Did-"

"You don't look happy. Why is it? Do you not like her?"

Pepa took a breath, shaking her head.

"No. She's sweet, She's pretty, she makes you happy. And I can tell she likes you. I just. Ay, I'm sorry. I never had a papi to talk to me about dating, and mami never approved of the boys I was with. At least, until I met your papi. I guess I just. Don't know WHAT to do. I don't know if I should support you with this girl or brace yourself for heartbreak that might happen or-"

Just as the wind started to whip around her in a hurricane, he reached out to hold her hands. Her eyes looked right into his, and he smiled.

"You're not supposed to know EVERYTHING. I know Mariano was a struggle too, but you got through that. What you can do, is just be you. You're great, and I KNOW you and her can get along. I'm going to be fine, because YOU'RE here. We just gotta take it as we go along."

Pepa took a deep breath, and nodded. She suddenly pulled her baby into a hug, and kissed his sweet little forehead.

"I'm SO proud to have such a sweet boy. And I'm lucky to have one so understanding."

"Course, Mami. Anything for you."

He squeezed her right back, taking an inhale. She always smelled like fresh rain and daisies.

"And you get in here too, mija."

He didn't know who she was talking about, until Dulce was suddenly at his side, joining in on the hug. Pepa had a long way to go, in terms of getting comfortable with his new girlfriend.

But that was a storm he was willing to weather.

#asks #not transformers #encanto #We love Pepa and Abuela for trying #and we love that my dumbass keeps making up people and shit

[minnesotamedic186]

Me and my internet son Moqxie talking about this guy:

Who we're calling Timber John until he gets a canon name in 5 days-

Me: You know for some reason I can't help but imagine Timber John being voiced by Will Arnett

Moqxie: I still have new father figure brain rot Me: Makes sense- Moqxie: I can't belive you actually make him a character o see as a gather figure Me: Hey blame Ubisoft for his design dude- Moqxie: T r u e I still blame you/j Me: >:>

Me: Okay you know something I've been thinking about unironically-? Moqxie: What? Me: You being adopted by Timber John- Moqxie: Who's that? Wait I'm dumb Me: The lumberjack Rabbid guy who you called a "dad trying his best"- Moqxie: I remember now I remember now lolll M dumb Me: No you're not-! Moqxie: Also I'd love to be adopted by him twll me about the thoughts please Me: It's not much though- Moqxie: I can nake ideas out of your ideas Please? Me: Uh- Moqxie: I'd just like ne found in the forest Lolll Random child in the forest Me: Okay that makes sense- Moqxie: He sees me and and takes me back and tries to cook some food loll It's like a stereotypical dad meal Lmaoo Me: Yes- Moqxie: He grills And fishes and would take me fishing He'd call me somethinf like kiddo or squirt Me: How are you better at this than me-? Moqxie: Way too much brain rot Lmaooo He would try and teach me how to chop wood but I couldn't bc I'm too weak to hold the axe But he'd give me a pair of safety goggles and let me sit and watch at a safe distance Bonfierz. Me: Okay you wanna hear this one idea I had-? Moqxie: Yes yes Medic: You know Over The Garden Wall-? Moqxie: No Me: Well dang it- Moqxie: I wanna hear it still thooo Idc if I don't understand it Me: Imma explain anyway- Moqxie: Okay lol

Me: This is an edelwood tree- Moqxie: That looks scary Me: It produces extremely potent oil and comes from people who die in the forest- Moqxie: Oo Me: The wiki says these trees are "grown from souls" Moqxie: Ooo

Me: This might be good- Moqxie: O h Kinda cool though Me: This is where Timber John comes in- Moqxie: Oh? How? Me: Say Timber John goes out edelwood trees since he heard about the oil they make. You go out to find him after he's gone for a while and uh, pretty sure you can connect the dots from there- Moqxie: KAJJWJSKSKSKSKSK NO, NEW FATHER FIGURE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Me: Yeah you find Timber John like this- Moqxie: NOOOOOOOOOOOO Me: Don't worry you're able to save him-! Moqxie: Okay good- I actually nearly cied- Me: No I didn't that to happen-! Hug Moqxie: *huuggggJ it's okayyy Me: ~_~ Moqxie: How do I save new father figure? Me: Basically you'd break off all the branches and pull him out of the trunk- Moqxie: Is that all I have to do? Me: Pretty much, and you know that beaver that sits on Timber John's head-? Moqxie: 6eah? Me: He gets to help- ^v^ Moqxie: Yay! Waitwaitwait Me: ? Moqxie: This has turned into me using a persona instead of me, but hear me out. He finds them about to tough the oil on one of the trees Me: Huh-? Moqxie: Nvm loll it was dumb Me: What were you thinking-?/genq Moqxie: Like qhen new father figure first finds me in about to crouch the oil from the tree (bc I'm a little shit) Me: Oh- Moqxie: It qas dumb anyway loll Back to the better thoughra Bonfiers Me: Yeah bonfires-! Moqxie: With marshmallows and hotdogs over the fire He has like a few sticks reserved for smores Me: Yes-!

Me: Wanna hear how I think you and Timber John(Father figure Rabbid) meet-? Moqxie: Yes Me: Okay so first off,

This is Darkmess- Moqxie: Ooooo Me: It's the result of this glitch

*Insert picture of Cursa here* Corrupting the galacy

This glitch is corrupting the galaxy- Moqxie: THEYRE SO PRETTY6666 NSJNESNSMSMNSJEIEIEIE Me: Their name is Cursa, and there's a theory that they're actually Princess Rosalina, corrupted from the Big Merge(the Mario and Rabbids universes colliding-) Moqxie: Oooooooo Me: And with one of the exposition videos from Ubisoft, it's possible that Timber John(you're new father figure-) is the Warden, or ruler of his planet(which I'm gonna call Fall Forest-) Moqxie: :000000 NSNSNJSIEIKWKWJRJDJDJDKSIISS Me: My goodness-/lh Moqxie: FATHER FIGURE IS AMAZING JSJSKSKSJSKKSKWKEIEIDKDKKDJDKDKDKDKK feral noises Me: Anyway, with Timber John as Warden, he'd be in charge of getting everyone to safety when the Darkmess first comes around. This is where you come in- Moqxie: Oh? Me: Long story short your parents get taken by the Darkmess, Timber John finds you in the woods, and takes you to his home- Moqxie: Aweeeeeeee yes Me: An improvement if I've ever seen one- Moqxie: LMAO Me: I'm not wrong am I-? Moqxie: You aren't lol I wanna hug new father figure I'd call him to pick me up when I get too anxious "Dad- come pick me up there's people" "You need to get use ro people, Moqxie-" "Please?… and can we get ice cream?" "…okay I'll be there soon" Me: Pfft, yes-

@mayoi-things

#mario + rabbids #mario + rabbids sparks of hope

[syrenofthewest]

Switching it up this time: out of context quotes from my family, aka me, my dad, & my 2 brothers

"Oh look! its glow in the dark rope for when you kidnapp someone and tie them up, and you dont wanna lose them in the woods at night"

"I don't know you, i am not associated with you"

"Is soup a savory smoothie? Or is a smoothie a sweet soup?"

"Soup is hot, smoothies are cold"

"There are cold soups" (this was the walmart cashier that said this, i hope he's doing great)

"Whats red and bad for your teeth?"

"Blood! Human organs! We can't digest it"

".......a brick"

"Can i borrow your skeleton?"

"You are a hooligan, you know"

"Yeah? So are you, this is a hooligan household"

"Get up you fluff-a-muffin!"

*gesturing with a nerf pistol* "ok who needs to get shot" *points at him* "aight bet" *immediately shoots himself*

*various gorilla grunting noises*

"I hope the Panda Express Oracle is right"

"I want to face plant in a patch of grass and get sunburned in under 10 minutes"

"Wow imagine that, not having an abysmally low blood sugar does wonders for your attitude"

"I was murdered once. I want to go back to that day"

"Fifty shades of nothing! Its just white"

"They never respected me!" "Yeah I'm well aware of that ehehe"

*anytime we're turning on a light in the bedroom* "flashbang"

"Hit him please" *picks up chair* *terrified screaming*

"STOP STEALING MY CUP! THERE ARE 18 CUPS IN THIS HOUSE BETWEEN ALL OF YOU, I HAVE 1! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME"

"If I wasn't religious, I'd be a drinking man" (this was my very mormon dad lol

"Shenanigus shenanigans"

"NOOOO! HE GAVE ME AN EGG"

"Im already pyschologically tortured, i have a daughter" (also my dad lol)

"Im very chuckable, ok"

*in the calmest voice* "i am in hysterics"

"I am on hallucinogenics"

"We were critiquing brick"

"Eeeeeeeegg macarena!"

"Im gonna take off my shirt......and beat you with it....."

"I think my blueberry went to the backrooms"

"hey when you get the chance-" "commit arson?" ".......imma say wait on that"

"Stop fondling my apple!!"

"I'll just remove your spine, that'll fix everything!" (Lil bro to me)

"Have you washed your hands? We don't know whete you've been!"

"You're a spicy marshmallow" (also little bro to me)

"Please do not slam anyone into the walls" "but murder!" "The walls cant take it!"

"Do you want a son-in-law?! Then SHUT UP AND BE PATIENT" (me to dad)

"So my birthday is coming up..." "do you want drugs?" "......actually yeah"

"I was trying to think of what drugs i wanted, thats why i wasn't paying attention"

"Nooooo no no nope! I am not getting roped into this, I have dignity!" "You do?"

"Ohhhhhhhh no..." "did you just drop mayonaise in my hat!?"

"We can't be having mid week crises on Tuesday, we have to wait till Wednesday" (middle bro)

"You can't bring a cat home!" "But they're so fluffy!" "We already have you! We dont need another stray cat in the house!" (Dad, me, and lil bro respectively)

"EMOTIONAL SUPPORT SLIPPER!" *sound of slipper being chucked across the room* "Ow! You just asian mother-d me!"

"Ok, I'm gonna try to nutshell this, not coconut shell" (dad)

#out of context quotes #out of context #i think i'm funny #funny haha #relatable i hope #relatable #my family is weird

[somuch-4-stardust]

hot chocolate in my frog mug!!!!

#:] #WAIT IMMA GO GET MARSHMALLOWS #!!!! #cyanide rambles

[dorfuskolchek]

Jason and Joey roasting marshmallows:

Joey: Oh no I burnt mine :(

Jason: Oh no, it's okay I'll eat it. Here. Try another *hands him marshmallow*

Joey: Thanks. *starts roasting*

Jason: *chokes on crispy marshmallow* No- No- above the fire not in the fire. You're toasting it, not roasting it.

Joey: Wait, but isn't this whole activity called "roasting" marshmallows?

Jason: Just...hold it higher. Unless you want it to be black again.

Joey: And what's wrong with it being black?

Jason: What- No I-

Joey: Haha I'm just kidding! I know what you meant. *Proceeds to burn it again on purpose*

Jason: Oh boy...you uh...you burnt it again...

Joey: Well, the more I burn the more you get to eat.

Jason: No no, this time you feed that to the vampires. Now stop wasting marshmallows. *Snatches bag of marshmallows*

Joey: Haha okay okay. *Grabs graham cracker to sandwich marshmallow* *snap* Uhh...

Jason: What?

Joey: I broke my cracker...

Jason: Well that's okay they're suppose to break.

Joey: No I mean... My cracker. It's broken.

Jason: And?

Joey: It's too small to make them sandwich my marshmallow :(

Jason: Just grab another cracker and gimme that one. Watch this. *Grabs tiny chocolate slab and makes chocolate sandwich instead of a s'more* See? Improvising.

Joey: How do you come up with this stuff?

Jason: I just get really hungry. Want to try it?

Joey: Sure! *chomps chocolate sandwich* Wow that's good. You think the vampires will like that?

Jason: No! Don't give them our precious food unless we won't eat it. We aren't feeding them like they are pets.

Joey: Actually I've already named the one we trapped behind that boulder yesterday.

Jason ...and what did you name it?

Joey: I named it Grumpy!

Jason: ...well that's accurate.

Joey: Jason...

Jason: What?

Joey: Your pants are on fire...

Jason: Ah! *stands up and starts frantically waving*

Joey: Haha! Just kidding! I got you!

Jason: *smirks* hmm haha very funny Joey. Next time you pull somethin' like that, I'll make YOU into a smore. *sits back down*

Joey: Ohhh grumpy pants. Hey you should go join Grumpy the vampire. You two would get along very well.

Jason: Okay okay eat your s'more already.

Joey: okayy *bites one side of s'more and marshmallows gushes out the other end falling onto the ground*

Jason: *chuckles* First time eating?

Joey: *with a mouth full of s'more* Can the vampire eat that?

Jason: Unless you want to eat it.

Joey: Let me finish this one real quick. *scarfs down smore and gets up to feed the vampires*

Jason: How you gonna do it?

Joey: Imma chuck it in the air and hope one swoops by.

Jason: Oh boy, this should be interesting. *Leans back in seat and crosses arms to enjoy the show*

Joey: *scoops up fallen marshmallow from ground and walks out further*

Joey: ALRIGHT WHO WANTS SOME FOOD?! *chucks marshmallow high into the air*

Jason: ...

Joey: ...

Jason: ...it hit the tree

Joey: Yeah I can see that.

Jason: *smirks* Nice aim by the way.

Joey: Don't mock me.

Jason: Maybe the birds can eat that one. Vampires'll have to wait.

Joey: *walks back to his seat by the fire*

Joey: Hey why did I get the blue chair and you get the red one?

Jason: I don't know I just picked random ones.

Joey: Can we switch?

Jason: I guess?

*both get up and switch seats*

Jason: *sits down* Ah, there. Better?

Joey: *sits down* Yes :)

Jason: :)

Joey: ...

Jason: ...

Joey: I farted multiple times in that chair.

Jason: Goddammit.

#house of ashes #house of ashes meme #jason kolchek #house of ashes incorrect quote #house of ashes incorrect quotes #joey gomez #josé gomez #house of ashes jason #house of ashes joey #dark pictures anthology

[elocinnicole]

Probably one of the most common, it's the one where reader thinks they aren't beautiful and some person or whatever tells them otherwise and they fall in looooooooooove

OH EM GEE!!! As soon as I read this prompt I had to write it immediately. I chose a Blindspotting fic with Collin and OFC Shauna because they are literally my fave!! I hope you enjoy this

Pool Days

Pairing: Collin Hoskins x Black!OFC Reader (Shauna Lewis)

Rating: T for slight language and sexual language 18+ MINORS DNI

Requested: Yes

Summary: It’s Summer Break and Collin, Shauna and her son spend the day at a water park.

Word Count: 2K

This is SUPER FLUFF it’s like biting a marshmallow that’s been dipped in chocolate and sprinkles with whipped cream.

Shauna and Collin had been officially dating for almost a year now and he met Zan after two months of dating. Shauna told Collin about her five-year-old son after their first few dates. Collin understood Shauna wanting to wait for him to meet Zan, after meeting guys that claimed they were ready to meet her son and possibly be a part of their lives but ghost her as soon as they meet him. It made her so excited that not only did Collin seem eager to meet Zan he made it an effort to spend time with him, even outside of when he would pick her up for a date.

Shauna’s alarm went off she groaned tiredly in her sleep as she blindly reached for her phone. She sat up and frowned when she noticed Collin wasn’t in bed. Collin spent the night at her place almost every night. After he would get off of work, he would drop the moving van off and then walk to her place, since it wasn’t that far. Her peaceful moment was interrupted by Zan jumping onto the bed excitedly 

“WAKE UP! WAKE UP!” Zan said excitedly, ever since Shauna told him that they had a surprise for him, he has been bursting at the seams with excitement. 

“Zan, baby it’s too early,” Shauna mumbled 

“It’s time to wake up,” Zan smiled, the smell of breakfast was wafting into the bedroom which made Shauna’s stomach growl

“Come on Babe, we got a long day ahead of us. We got to get rollin’!” Collin announced coming into the room.

“Why are you up so early?”

“I woke him up first, but Mr. Collin told me not to wake you up because you were tired,” Zan explained 

“Aw, did you guys eat breakfast?”

“Me and Mr. Collin just finished making it, we made waffles, eggs, and bacon!” You looked at Collin for confirmation

“It just them Eggo waffles and them boogie ass Trader Joe’s bacon.” 

“Don’t come for my bacon!” She said throwing her pillow at Collin

“Oh, so you throwin’ pillows at me?” Collin questioned mischievously 

“Yeah, what you gonna do about it?” 

“Imma do this,” Shauna squealed when Collin “tackled” her on the bed and he started tickling her

“Stop! Stop!” She laughed 

“Say sorry,”

“For what?” 

“CANNON BALL!” Zan shouted jumping on the two of you. Shauna loved mornings like these, she hopes you and Collin are in it for the long haul. You would be fine, but Zan would be heartbroken if the two of you ended up not being together. 

“Alright, little man, let’s eat breakfast.” 

“Okay,” Zan hopped out of the bed and ran out the bedroom.

“Walk!” You sighed contently, loving the feel of Collin’s arms wrapped around you, the both of you fitting perfectly into each other’s embrace.  

“So where are we going?” Shauna asked while lazily dragging her fingers up and won Collin’s forearm

“To this water park in San Jose,” Collin smiled

“Aw, Zan’s gonna have so much fun. He loves the water,”

“What about you?”

“Ptff, I don’t know how to swim. So I will be watchin’ from afar.”

“It’s okay babe, I’ll be your lifeguard.” Shauna snickered as she playfully rolled her eyes.

“We should go eat breakfast, we got a long day ahead of us.”

Shauna carefully examined herself in the mirror. She doesn’t know why she’s been so sensitive about her body lately. She’s never been a thin person, even when she was younger, but lately, she’s been more self-conscious about her body. She hasn’t been cooking as much, she and Collin got out on dates quite a few times in one month so they’ve been eating out a lot more than they have before they started seeing each other. Honestly, she’s just been pushing those thoughts to the back of her mind ever since she had Zan, her body was different it was easier to gain the weight than to lose it. She hated her stretch marks, she must’ve rubbed Cocoa butter onto her skin three times a day and she still got the stretch marks. 

She was excited to wear this bathing suit ever since she bought it but, its shows all of her stretch marks. Collin came out of the bathroom and smiled, Shauna caught him looking in the mirror and felt the insecurities rising. She knew Collin liked to work out, maybe she should start going with him?

“You wearing that bathing suit?” Collin asked 

“Why, should I not wear it?”

“I don’t want nobody lookin' at that ass .” He said grabbing a handful of it, usually, Shauna would laugh at him, but she wasn’t in the mood.

“You good?”

“Yeah, Imma change real quick.”

“Aight, Imma go load up your car.” Shauna nodded before grabbing a new swimsuit and heading into her bathroom. 

Collin checked his watch for the third time, Zan was starting to get impatient but he didn’t want to rush Shauna, they still had plenty of time to get to the water park, it was only a little under an hour to get there but he wanted to make sure that Shauna was okay. Just then Shauna came out of the bedroom with an oversized t-shirt and some sneakers.

“You good?”

“Yeah,” She turned her attention to Zan “you ready to go, baby?”

“YEAH!” 

When Collin pulled into the parking of the water park Zan couldn’t contain his excitement, the entire time from when they got to the actual park to inside he was bouncing with excitement. Shauna watched from afar as Collin played with Zan in the water, they never did things like this with Zan’s father, whenever she would suggest they go somewhere he would always say they could be spending their money on other things. You couldn’t help but noticed how good Collin looked with the water droplets making their way down his body, the way his back muscle would flex. Then those other thoughts started flooding your mind, why was Collin with someone like you, when he looks like that? She saw a picture of his ex, and you looked nowhere near like that, so what drew him to you? You were pulled out of your thoughts when Zan ran over to you, jumping into your lap.

“Mommy, can you come see me go down the slide?”

“Of course, I’ll meet you over there.”

“Okay!” Zan ran off, Collin walked over to you

“You not gonna get in the water?”

“In a little bit, I’m about to go watch Zan, you chill out you’ve been playing with him all morning.” 

“You gonna change out your shirt?”

“No, I’m fine.” Collin scrunched his face in confusion

“You sure? You not gonna be hot in that?”

“I’m good, drink some water, and chill. I got Zan for now.” 

Collin noticed the entire time while he was at the park, Shauna kept her t-shirt on. Usually, she had no problem wearing what she wanted to wear so he was surprised that she didn’t want to take off her shirt. He walked over to Shauna and Zan who had just gotten back from one of the slides, he hoped that maybe she took her shirt off but from the way it was clinging to her body she wore it on the slides.

“I was thinking we can ride the Lazy River before we head out,” Shauna suggested, Collin looked at Zan’s face and could tell he was tired, but he still wanted to have fun. 

“Yeah, that sounds fun. You wanna take your shirt off?”

“Babe, I’m good.”

“Why not let it dry? What you gonna wear on the ride back home.” 

“I have another shirt, I promise you, I’m good.”

After riding the lazy river Shauna and Collin decided to leave the park the sun was getting ready to go down and they wanted to get back before it was too late. Zan was asleep by the time they pulled out of the parking lot. When Shauna turned to ask him if he had fun he was fast asleep.

“Thank you for thinking of this, I really appreciate it, babe.” Shauna smiled 

“You know I love spending time with the two of you and with school having just ended, wanted to do something nice.” Collin grabbed her hand and placed a kiss on the back of her hand. The rest of the car ride was spent with them talking about anything, Collin knew something was off but thought maybe she was tired.

After returning to Shauna’s place, Shauna put Zan in his bed, and then she started to eat ready for bed herself. Once again, she found herself staring in the mirror only this time she didn’t see Collin come in the room. She listed everything wrong about her body in her head, her stretch marks, her waist was wider, her thoughts had gotten bigger, she kept adding to the list until she was crying, she didn’t realize that Collin was in the room until she felt come behind her.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

“Why do you like me?”

“Huh?”

“Why do you like me? I saw a picture of your ex and I look nothing like her,”

“Shauna,”

“I’m usually not like this but, I don’t know I just don’t feel beautiful. I don’t know where this came from.” Collin placed his chin on her shoulder and placed his hands over hers. 

“You want me to tell you what I see when I look at you? When I first saw you, you honestly caught me off guard. The first thing I thought was that you’re fucking beautiful and I’m not making that shit up. Do you want to know I find you beautiful? It’s not just about how you look, you came into my life when I was a fucking mess and you ain’t have to stay and you got Zan, but you stayed with me when some people didn’t even try to understand. You are the best thing to happen to me, Shauna. I love every inch of you even the shit you don’t like about yourself.” The entire time Collin spoke, he dragged both of their hands all over Shauna’s body, taking time to stop caress certain parts of her body. 

“I love you and Zan and I want you to know that. It’s me and you babe, we gonna ride this till the mutha fuckin wheels fall off. ” Collin said looking directly into your eyes through the mirror. Shauna was crying by the end of Collin’s affirmation of love, that was the first time he said the words ‘I love you', it was mainly understood between the two of them that they loved each other but neither have ever said it out loud. Shauna turned around to look at Collin in the face, tears brimming her eyes.

“I love you too, Collin, all of you, even the parts that people make you feel bad about.” It was Collin’s turn to look away but Shauna gently grabbed his face and made him look at her. “I know the real you. I love your heart, you’re such a genuine person. You are kind, loving, sincere, patient. You have been so patient with me and I love you for that. You’re amazing to Zan and seeing him so happy—I love you, Collin.” Collin and Shauna shared a kiss, this one, this one felt so different from the other times they’ve been intimate, they could feel the love pouring out from one another. They pulled away from each other, breathless, their foreheads touching.

“I love you,” Collin smiled

“I love you too.” 

Y’all I’m like in love with Collin and Shauna! I think it’s because Blindspotting is one of my favorite movies and I wish there was more love for Blindspotting fics. I hope you all enjoyed this

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-Rating and gushing about every Wizard101 “World”/Arc-  

Imma just gush about my month of Wizard101 and how I finally got to a close “end” of the game.

24/12 Edit: Fixed some typos here and there and added some stuff.

07/09 Edit: KI decided to fully revamp Wiz city also changing some lore so the rating on that is outdated. Might also put my thought of the new Wiz City there once I’m through all the new content.

Arc 1 - Malistaire - 10/10

Prob my favourite.

The writing really ties in every world, even when you speedquest through it.

Contains a lot of my favourite worlds.

I’m still crying over Mali to this day...

(Old) Wizard City - 10/10

Literally the introduction to the game and the place I spent most of my time in when I was a crownless and membershipless young wizard.

Do you want to farm Nightshade or Kraken?

That graphic revamp really punched.

Fave Places To chill: Nightside, Commons, Ravenwood, Cyclops Lane

Krokotopia - 11/10

This world made me fall in love with Wizard101

Egyptian aesthetic o-o

I was once a balance wizard you know?

Cries over the plot in the tomb of storms

Also KROKODILES

Fave Places To chill: Krokosphinx, School Of Balance

Marleybone - 10/10

I liked the Wizard version, but the Pirate version is more my jam.

Everyone is lookin dapper.

Home of the Doc- I mean Professor!

The whole worlds feels like Cats, but with dogs and the plot is Sherlock Holmes.

Barkingham Palace Gear o-o

Fave Places To chill: The Museum. 

Mooshu 7/10

Japan and China vibes

Your usual warlord chaos

Everything is BRIGHT GREEN

It felt  S H O R T

Has pretty nice wand drops

Fave Places To chill: Jade Palace

Dragonspyre 12/10  

This is what you get when you throw Roman aesthetic, Prussian History and a pinch of Russia into a pot.

The amount of subtle history references is making me listen to every line of dialogue I can get from this world.

D R A G O N S

Milos Bookwyrm is kinda a darlin

We kill Mali here :’)

Fave Places To chill: The Atheneum, wherever my battle drake chills

Arc 2 - Morganthe - 9/10

Has nice spots here and there.

Writing is still good, but a little less engaging.

Morganthe was so over the top “bad bitch” that it got annoying

Grandpappy spider was the saving grace of the arc

Celestia - 8/10

Solid world, story was kinda meh

ASTRAL MAGIC

Is this Skull Island??? Why are there water moles??? I thought they only exist in Skull Island????

Basically Atlantis

WAND OF STASIS

Fave Places To chill: Watermole Village

Zafaria - 8/10

Jambo Wizard!

The plot is Belloq and crazy tse-tse zebra ruining everyones day.

All they wanted was a nice zafari, all they got was misery and running into Morganthe worshippers.

Flameingo can’t take it anymore...

“Son I’m disappointed”

Fave Places To chill: Baobab Crown

Avalon - 9/10

Love it, but something is missing?

King Arthur, but you’re Arthur.

How to become a knight 101

FINALLY I CAN GET DEER KNIGHT

The source of Morganthes saltiness

Everyone is prob scared of me because I rode a battle badger during my stay...

Fave Places To chill: Caliburn

Azteca - 9.5/10

Hello and Bye...

I will never be able to do casual side questing here anymore...

The plot was nice, but you know, IRREVERSIBLE DAMAGE WAS NOT WHAT I EXPECTED

Do not speedquest through this if you are a plot person, DO NOT

Cries over birb and dinosaur friends...

The music was the best part of it.

Fave Places To chill: N o w h e r e  a f t e r  t h a t  d a r n  m e t h e o r i t e, almost everywhere before that

Khrysalis - 9.8/10

L O O O O O N G

It was to be expected though

Mouse Guard vibes

The furniture sets for this suck and there is no proper furniture to obtain otherwise...

One Wizard Army (with the help of some deer friends) pls do not kill me for my bad word puns

I’d feel bad about how Morganthe ended, but after Azteca I really don’t have anything left for that whiny bitch...

A lot of people want my head...

Hello there hand- I mean hello there Spider.

Captain Colridge, if you had a pegleg I’d be 100% sure you’re ratbeard gone out of shape.

I love the dynamic changes to the Bastion once you progress

SHADOW MAGIC no one uses though because it’s not worth the pips and time 

Fave Places To chill: Last Woods 

Arc 3 - Spider And Raven - 6/10

Had solid concepts, kinda threw them out of the window

I do not like the writing in a majority of the arc

I think I was so disappointed, because I hyped these worlds up so much, the expectations did not meet reality

The ending was a no no

Plot was barely engaging

I only pushed through this for the concepts of Mirage and Polaris and wanted to see where Grandpappy Spider went

Polaris - 7/10

WAY TOO SHORT

You spent half of the time in the arcanum anyway

I don’t like Mellori, but that is just me

REVOLUTION TIME!

I don’t like that we had to throw a ship worth of fish into the sea, although they apparently still live? Somehow?

Everyone was at full right to overthrow the Empress though, she was horrible.

Where is Napoleguin???

RA RA RATSPUTIN, LOVER OF- wait  w h a t ? ? ?

I don’t like the Arcanum, but I guess I’ll be a part of it.

Fave Places To chill: Walruskberg, Captain Colridges Tavern 

Mirage - 6.5/10

The more you hype, the more you’ll be disappointed...

Again the Spider part of the plot was good, the other was  e h

If I’m going to have to talk to another snobby over the top whiny cat I’m going to lose it.

Boochbeard, where is Mr. Gandry?

Bara Snakes.

Istar stop whining about bugs.

Ozzy you’re my best bud in this.

House themed GEAR, APARTMENTS and MOUNTS, but you gotta defeat a 100 enemies before that...

Love the world design though

THE MAGIC CARPET RIDE

Fave Places To chill: Caravan, anywhere you can wander through endless sand

Empyrea 4/10

This is what happens when you throw too many things together

S t a r  T r e k 

Medulla shut up

The idea to have an isle in the eye of a storm is cool though

Zanadu was kinda meh (prob because I remember most of it just happening in a sewer)

That dance session though, Khan rocks

The dwarfes were also kinda meh, just didn’t fit with the concepts of the previous areas 

Cthulu island was also kinda meh

Ending of the first half was literally Batman and although I know “The Bat” and “The cabal” it kinda came out of nowhere...

And then I pretty much lost interest in the world

The Reverie got me again, nice and fresh mechanics.

I will make a seperate rant on the ending, but no... I don’t like it at all and I don’t see Spider forgiving Raven as a good ending

Felt really forced

Hit some bad spots with me...

I thought we could fight Raven??? >:O

Fave Places To chill: Reverie

Arc 4 - idk what is going on

Karamelle ?/10

Ja moin, guten Tag allerseits.

Haven’t gotten there yet, but man, I’m not up for dictator Nana... :T

Spells look pathetic o k

If you try denglish one more time I’m going to lose it

At this point it’s obvious that KI has a thing for german speaking countries related stuff

Sentinel Marshmallows, do I have to say more? 

Other Worlds

Grizzleheim - 8/10

Vikings

Forshadowing of Raven

It’s ok

Grendleweed

Wintertusk - 8/10

Even more Vikings

Grizzleheim 2.0, but everyone is op and crits

You need the spells, but you don’t want to do it

It’s been too long since I’ve last been there

Wysteria - 9/10

The original snob

At least these weren’t a pain to listen to...

Incompetent teachers make incompetent students.

That hall of fame though.

Actually a nice world to quest through

The aesthetic is nice and they kinda got the cooler library compared to Ravenwood, unless I’m missing out on something.

Fave Places To chill: The library

Aquila - 10/10

Birbs

Was a pain in Pirate, is wonderful in Wiz

SKY IRON HASTA

Secret bosses you seldom find people to fight with

Everyone is salty that you’ve beated them and they don’t even try to hide.

Hades got the best estate.

Cerberus was cute until he became a set of floating heads.

Fave Places To chill: Tartarus

Darkmoor - 9.5/10

“Who hits?” - “Everyone” - *person who asked decides to leave the dungeon*

This happened to me 7 times in a row an U G H

People need to calm down their hitter ego

The dungeons are fun the first times, then they are just an annoyance to farm.

Plot is the Ballad Lenore

GO TO REST MALI

Hit in 5 rounds or say bye bye to your blades

No Feints

Catacombs 11/10

D r a g o n s p y r e  L o r e

Valencia, what are you doin there?

Basically KI’s punch in the face of Pirate101 players

“Oh you want an update? Guess you gotta watch how we recycle Valencia in Wiz”

Dragoon gear - Just like Darkmoor, but this time your suffering has a certain end

Also no exp on your quests?

#Wizard101 #w101 #[ Reviews ]

[zootopiathingz]

Thanksgiving in Quarantine

(A/N: more Pixar AU!! no there's not really a plot I just wanted to write something for thanksgiving. Also friendly reminder I've never cooked a day in my life so Imma just be vague on those details)

"Alright Pixars, listen up!" Mike called to get everyone's attention. After their conversations died down, he stepped forward towards the front of the room so all eyes would be on him. As the group leader, it was his job to host the monthly meetings and inform them of recent events or decisions made by him or their creator, Luxo Sr.

Once he was sure they were listening, he proceeded to explain, "So as you all know, even though we aren't affected by Covid, we still have to stay in quarantine for the sake of others. So that means that this year, we won't be spending Thanksgiving with the Disneys—"

"YES!!" Everyone cheered ecstatically, some standing up to pump their fists or high-five each other.

Mike was taken aback by their joyous reaction. Not just because it was a response to what he said, but he couldn't remember the last time all of them were that excited about anything. "—like we usually do.." He finished.

"Oh don't act like you're not relieved about it, Mike." McQueen said, "You hate the Disneys just as much as we do."

"Excuse me, but we do not 'hate' here." He said, "We just strongly dislike. Anyway, I'm not that relieved like you guys are. I was actually looking forward to our tradition."

"Well, I'm just glad we won't have to be greeted by them singing 'Be Our Guest' for the millionth fucking time." Woody scoffed, earning some murmurs of agreement from the rest.

Their relationship with the Disneys was complicated, to say the least. Luxo Sr. started the alliance with Mickey Mouse himself several years ago, and thus they joined the Disney family. But the Pixars were never given a say in the deal, and while they did admire the Disneys and were grateful for the success they brought them, that didn't mean they were tolerable to be around. The Pixars didn't hate them (despite constantly joking that they did), they just despised their arrogance and their random outbursts of songs every ten minutes.

"Wait so if we're not going to the Disneys, we're gonna have Thanksgiving at our house?" Marlin asked, "You do realize we haven't done that in like, 14 years? And obviously the family's grown since then."

Mike nodded, "I understand that, but if we're able to somehow survive Halloween, Easter, Christmas, and New Years on our own, then how hard can Thanksgiving be?"

"Your optimism is appreciated." EVE said, "But from past experience, this feels like yet another disaster waiting to happen."

"Yeah, I mean, who's even gonna cook dinner?" Remy asked.

"You are." Mike shrugged.

The rat man widened his eyes, "Say what now?"

Remy was a great cook, and honestly he was the only one who actually knew how to use an oven. But cooking an entire Thanksgiving meal for the whole group was asking a bit much.

"I can't cook that much in one day by myself!"

"You won't, some of us will help you. Right, guys?" Mike asked. But he got no responses, instead everyone just awkwardly looked away.

Remy sighed, "Come on, guys. Do you really want to eat burnt turkey for Thanksgiving? Imelda?"

She put her hands up in defense, "Don't look at me. I don't know how to make white people food."

"Okay, relax. We'll have WALL-E help you." Mike said, gesturing to the robot man—who gave an enthusiastic wave.

But this offer didn't make Remy feel any better. Out of all the Pixars Mike could've suggested, it just had to be WALL-E. "Seriously?" He asked, "You know he burns toast, right?"

"He'll be fine." Mike waved a dismissive hand. "..probably. Okay, does anyone else want to help with Thanksgiving dinner?"

Once again there was nothing but silence and awkward glances. Remy looked around with a pleading face, trying to get anyone to agree, but no such luck. Well, until Atta got tired of the lack of responses and and decided it was best to take one for the team. "Alright fine. I'll help you." She said to Remy.

"Thank Luxo." He sighed with relief, "You are a saint, Atta."

She shrugged, "I try."

"Then it's settled." Mike said, "Thanksgiving will be hosted by Remy, Atta, and WALL-E. Let's pray they don't screw it up."

The three gave him a cold look, while the others nodded in agreement.

—

Thursday came sooner than they realized, and unfortunately due to the pandemic, buying groceries was a pain in the ass and getting what they needed for dinner took longer than they would've hoped. Luckily they were able to have it all in their kitchen and (hopefully) would have enough time to make it. And even though they were spending the holiday by themselves, the Pixars still got dressed up and decorated for the occasion.

Since the kids would be joining them at the table as well, that meant having to cook for even more people. Remy, WALL-E, and Atta were hard at work in the kitchen making gravy, deviled eggs, sweet potato casserole, pumpkin pie, mashed potatoes, etc. And of course, turkey. At first it didn't seem like cooking was going to be so bad. They got an early start before most of the Pixars even woke up. If all went well, they would have dinner done by the afternoon.

"Okay guys, we've got a full house of hungry Pixars so we gotta get this done quick." Remy reminded them, "Atta, you're on pie detail, and you're gonna help me with the turkey. WALL-E, you focus on the casserole, eggs, and making sure Atta stays away from the marshmallows."

Atta slowly looked over at him while he pointed at her, "Yeah, I see you."

She narrowed her eyes at him before slowly reaching her hand toward the bag of marshmallows. He scolded her as she popped another one into her mouth, smirking at him and holding back a laugh. But then the two quickly moved on, since they couldn't waste much time on banter and jokes.

"I don't see how the Disneys do this every year." WALL-E commented, taking a bite of bread.

"Well, they don't actually make it. They have a whole cooking staff that serves them every meal. Which is kinda why they invite us in the first place." Atta explained to him, helping Remy baste the turkey.

Remy scoffed, "And yet there's only one chef in this house. Man, I'd love it if I could get more help around here. Hopefully the new Pixars will know how to cook."

"That's what you say every time." Atta chuckled.

"Maybe if I keep saying it, it'll happen." He shrugged.

After a few minutes, the turkey was ready to cook. They placed it in the oven and set the correct amount of degrees and time. Now all they had to do was wait and finish the rest of the meal.

Violet walked into the kitchen, inhaling the strong scent of half-cooked food. "Mmm, smells great in here." She commented, opening the fridge to grab a water bottle. "So how's slaving away for the others going?"

"We're not 'slaving away', Violet." Remy rolled his eyes. Although now that he said it out loud, it kinda seemed like they were, considering not a single other Pixar was offering to help. Instead they were all hanging out around the house doing who knows what. "Regardless, we're doing just fine."

"You wanna help us?" Atta asked with a mouthful of marshmallows—which earned a scowl from Remy.

Violet sighed, shutting the fridge. "I'd love to, but Joy's taking me out shopping for Christmas presents.

"But stores aren't even open today." WALL-E said.

"That's what I told her." The teen shrugged her shoulders, "But she insisted on taking me and a couple others. I honestly think they're just trying to get out of the house so they have an excuse not to help out."

The three exchanged an annoyed glance. While they expected that sort of behavior from their friends, it was still irritating to know they didn't care enough to even stay home for Thanksgiving. But then again, ditching her friends when they need her didn't sound like something Joy would do.

Before they could question it, they heard Violet's name being called from the other room, signaling her to walk away. "Well, good luck with dinner, guys." She said.

"Okay, have fun today." Atta said to her right before she left. The three then gave each other the same confused expression, all thinking the same thing. But it was a short-lived moment, as they quickly got back to work.

"Alright, making conversation is nice and all, but we can't spend much time having social interactions." Remy reminded them, "From now on, no more distractions, okay? Focus is key."

He turned around, seeing a certain someone once again stuffing three marshmallows in her mouth. "Atta!"

"Leave me alone!" She retorted.

—

Several hours passed since the three started cooking, and they were getting close to being finished. It was hard keeping the kids out of the kitchen to stop them from sneaking bites of the food, since they always did that even when eating at the Disneys' place. But in a display of irony, Remy always shooed them away or chased them out with a broom.

A little after noon the meal was finally ready to be gorged. Everyone had a little bit of everything on their plate and had to pull up a few chairs and small tables so they could all sit together in one spot (one of the tables was actually just an old nightstand). Usually when eating meals, the Pixars would just sit in different areas around the house since the table wasn't big enough for all of them to sit at. But since this was Thanksgiving, they wanted to be together.

"Alright everyone, before we eat, we should go around and say what we're thankful for." Woody said, "And I'll start if that makes it easier."

"It would." They all agreed.

They all joined hands as Woody began, "Well, I'm thankful for all of you. You're not just my friends or people I'm forced to live with, you're my family. Which is kinda the same thing but has better meaning. I'm also thankful for our success, and I'm thankful we're doing this here and not at Disney hell."

A few of them laughed and nodded, although they never thought they'd hear the words "Disney" and "hell" in the same sentence.

"I'll go next." Sulley said, "Let's see, I'm thankful for the food on my plate, and the hard-working people who made it for me."

Remy, Atta, and WALL-E smiled at him.

"And I'm thankful to have the privilege to celebrate this holiday with the people I love."

"Awww!!" They cooed.

Barley leaned towards Sadness to whisper, "Wait, are we supposed to say meaningful shit like that every time?" The girl merely shrugged in response.

Once everyone had a turn saying what they were thankful for, they were finally able to dig in. The turkey was even better than they were used to. The whole meal tasted far better than what they would've received at the Disneys' Thanksgiving. Except the sweet potato casserole appeared to be missing quite a few marshmallows.

"I'm so glad it's Thanksgiving." Joy said, a little out-of-the blue.

"Why's that, Joy?" Bob asked her curiously.

"So I can finally get in the Christmas spirit without people telling me to 'wait until Thanksgiving'." She rolled her eyes.

Out of all of them, Joy was definitely the Christmas fanatic, so much that all other holidays around the end of the year were irrelevant to her. The Pixars didn't mind it, though. They loved Christmas, and they were glad she was always the one to go all out on decorations so they didn't have to.

"Can't argue with that." Jessie said, stuffing a piece of pie in her mouth. "But sadly it's not gonna be the same this year."

"No kidding." Merida scoffed. "If people had just done what they were told back in March, this wouldn't have happened."

McQueen raised a brow, "Dude, we had a whole ass celebration for the Swearing-In in March—"

"That was before quarantine, shut up." She was quick to defend.

"When's quarantine gonna be over?" Dash asked, "I'm tired of staying inside all day."

Mike sighed, as he dreaded this topic every time it came up in conversation. But as the leader, he had to be the voice of reason. "Look guys, I know it's tough, okay? We can't even die from Covid but we're being forced to stay at home, and I know it's frustrating. Heck, there's probably not even gonna be a Swearing-In ceremony for 'Soul'."

"There's not??" Dory asked with a frown.

"If things stay this way, then no." He said, even though it hurt to admit. Swearing-Ins were a big deal for the Pixars. It was what made them apart of the family. "But there's nothing we've been through that we've faced alone, right? We've always had each other, and we always will."

Even though they were still sad about the situation, and even if what he said was a little cheesy, they knew he was right. They were the Pixars for crying out loud, they could handle any challenge as long as they stuck together.

Mike raised his glass, signaling everyone else to do the same. "I propose a toast. To our Pixar family."

"To our family!" They cheered, sipping their drinks afterward.

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[tellywoodtrash]

immj2 27+28.11.20 lbs

27.11.20

lmao i was gonna get suuuuuuper mad at kabir for being in her room but then he’s like:

“hi.”

....................... and i instantly snorted happily. vishal is realllllllllly just so likable that i just can’t with him anymore. i love when adorable marshmallows like him and shrenu play evil. you just cannot fucking hate them!

blah blah humaara kamra, mera kamra nonsense.

shaadi ka joda gift. with that tackyyyyyyyyyyyyassss KABIR KI RIDDHIMA written on it. main marr jaooon par kabhi bhi aisa kuch na pehnoon, no matter how much i love the guy.

“kuch hi derr mein tum VANSH ki riddhima se, KABIR ki riddhima ho jaogi.” coz even in 2020, women are nothing but chattel to be passed on from one man to another.

riddhima is thinking fat chance, bitch.

telling him she’ll never wear red for him, coz “laal pyaar ka rang hota hai, aur main sirf ek insaan se pyaar karti hoon, aur woh hai vansh.”

“toh yeh bhi vansh ke paise se hi liya hai.” lmaooooooooo

ghani beizzati by saying she’s already bought a joda for herself, a white one. which honestly looks muchhhhhhhhhh nicer than the red one acc. to me but ok.

vansh checking his account balance and seeing that there’s charges for two wholeass designer jodas bought for a shaadi that’s not even gonna happen:

anyway kabir’s like ok who cares, colour doesn’t matter, shaadi toh tumhari honi hai mujhse blah blah.

kabir doesn’t like mandap setup. coz all white. and apparently aryan was in charge of it? coz he’s getting dragged by the collar for it.

good. i don’t feel any sympathy.

ishani is like dekh liya nateeeja iss loserrrrrrrr ki khushaamad karne ka? when has vansh ever treated you like this no matter how mad he’s gotten at you? he always protected you.

behen kyun bhains ke aage been bajaa rahi ho? yeh manhoos baaz nahi aana.

ishani flounced away and aryan’s now vowing revenge against kabir. abbe yaar, tera list toh kabhi khata hi nahi hota.

why the fuck are these ppl soooooooooo dressed up for a wedding they don’t even want to participate in? itna toh main apni genuine shaadi ke liye naa sajjjjjjoon.

suddenly ishani is allllll about bado ka sammaaan and parampara, pratishthaaaaa, anushaasan and all. lmao ok?????

tod di choodi uski kalaayi par. jaisa bhai, waisiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii hi behen.

shaadi mubarak indeed. lol.

riddhima’s calling vihaan and freakingout ki woh paise leke bhaag gaya. you are so fucking stupid sis, why would you give him that much fucking money BEFORE HE EVEN SHOWED THE FUCK UP??????????

“tum thodi weird nahi ho????” bhai obvious sawaal naa pooch.

anyway he’s like calm yo tits, untwist your panties, i’ll get there on time.

kabir instead of fixing his maatam waala mandap is back skulking around vihaan’s container box house. ladki ko shaadi karni bhi nahi hai and she’s sitting there ready from 3 hours before, aur yeh, jissko shaadi ki utaavli chadhi thi, is out doing randomassssss jasoosi, coz that’s the priority rn. sounds legit. 

VIHAAN THE DUMBASS TOOK OFF THE CCTV CAMERA AND PACKED IT. GOD YOU’RE ALLLLLLLLLLL FUCKING AQAL KE DUSHMAN IN THIS SHOW.

kabir sneaking in with gunnnnnnn.

how the fuck am i supposed to take him seriously with these bachchon waale sports shoes?!!?!?!? GIVE THE MAN HIS COMBAT BOOTS BACK SO HELP ME GODDDDDD

he’s peeking in the door and making some threatening statements about oh ho yeh hai tumhara plan, main sab khatammmmm kar doonga and all, but we never see wtf he’s looking at and this show is fulllllllllllll of red herrings, so........ idc.

riddhima putting on previous mangalsutra for this wedding and..... guts toh hai bandi main. badiii dheent hai.

mummy coming and saying blah blah usse utaar do this is your new mangalsutra and lmaoooooooooooooo

this is the tackiest fucking shit i’ve ever seen in my life. what’s with their obsession of putting their name on everything!?!!!?!!? what are you, an eight grader?!?!!?!?

anyway, bored with this ainvayi ki dhamki waala scene, fwding.

blah blah 2 ghante mein kaunsa chamatkaar hona hai and all......... WHY ARE YOU PPL SO DAMN OVERCONFIDENT????

meanwhile kabir is back and now harassing dadi. KISI KO TOH AKELA CHOD DE.  

actually, lmao, i’d love to see him go try this shit on ishani and angre. it would be fucking glooooooooooorious lololololol.

anyway, he wants dadi’s aashirwaad in the form of vansh’s saafa (pagdi/turban). ABBE YAAAAAAAAAAR. USKE UNDERWEAR DRAWER SE JAAKE USKI CHADDI BHI LEKE PEHEN. ITNAAAAAAAAA WANNABE VILLAIN MAINE AAJ TAK NAHI DEKHA. HADHHHHHHH HAI.

chikni chupdi baatein ki i’m just trying to be the son vansh was to this house. if i wear his saafa, it’s like uski aashirwaad aur duaein meri saath hongi.

LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PICTURE VANSH’S FACE IS LITERALLY LIKE

anyway dadi is like really really fucking hurt by this and my god i wanna fucking murder kabir.

she’s literally telling him to pick anything else, it’s vansh’s nishaani and he’s like aap sab ke paas koi na koi nishaani hai, mere paas apne bhai ki koiiiiiiiii nishaani nahi hai blah blah and oh my god, this is truly the most villainous thing kabir has done, being thisssssss fucking emotionally manipulative. the absolute fuckkkkkkkk.

ugh anyway long story short. baandh diya dadi ne ukso saafa. bloody nonsense.

poor dadi phoot phoot ki ro rahi hai ki she’s losing vansh bit by bit. awwwww man it’s genuinely heartbreaking.

riddhima has witnessed this and is about to fuckkkkkk shit up lolll. 

lmaoooooooooooo dayum.

wtf is your problem, i’m marrying you, why are you torturing the fam like this blah blah. kabir like physical, emotional, moral sabbbbbbbbbbb tarah se tod ke rakh doonga inn sabko and ugh god i just really fucking hate him.

but damn he just looks really good in this sherwani and hair all mussed up.

anyway he’s doing some real messed-up, genocidal dictator kinda talk and phew. is just askinggggggggg to be murdered.

and then lmao he abruptly switched to “bohut khoobsurat lag rahi ho tum; time kya ho raha hai???? ooooooh ek ghanta baaki hai.” and i legittttttt lol’d at the way he delivered it. I HATE VISHAL FOR NOT LETTING ME HATE KABIR IN PEACEEEEEEEEE.

riddhima panic-calling vihaan, wants to go check on him. mummy ne pakad liya, room mein badh kar diya coz K told her to handle riddhima’s bhagodi dulhan ways.

great. riddhima’s having a breakdown.

motivational call from the choti sarrdaarni. she kinda just looks like a tall baby shivangi joshi had with aditi dev sharma????

le, doosre show waale heroine ko bhi pata hai kabir kameena hai, iss show mein 3 episode pehle pata chala issko.

ok is the choti sarrdaarni delusional and having a make-believe phone call with the protagonist of her favt tv show IMMJ, coz she knows waaaaay more details than even the people in this house know about the plot and what went down. she’s talking about how vansh aakhri pal tak ladta raha and riddhima’s like huh, news to me, i just got there in time to see him spout some ghatiya shayari and then throw himself off a cliff.

anyway riddhima seems to have gotten strength from this deranged phone call, so............. good for her, i guess.

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28.11.20

next ep just abruptly started with kabir and mummy in riddhima’s room threatening her and i just.......... dude, whatever. i’m just gonna skim through this ep coz i know it’s just filler shit till literally the last 1 minute. 

OK HE’S MANHANDLING HER AGAIN AND FUCKKKKKKKKKKK

dang helly looked evennnnnnnn younger in the first eps. legit baby face. at least now they’ve aged her up a lil with the makeup and styling.

he’s saying don’t bother waiting, no one is gonna come. OH BOY. VIHAAN ARE YOU OK????? ARE YOU OK??????? ARE YOU OK VIHAAN?!?!?!?!?

cue riddhima’s panic attack.

lmao kabir telling mummy ki iss shaadi mein ab koi speedbreaker nahi hai lol. heavy foreshadowing that ab se everything that can go wrong is definitely gonna go wrong.

suddenly at the speed of light kabir is back at the container home in his sherwani and saafa and holding vihaan at gunpoint????

oh. sapna tha riddhima ka. ouff. this stupid show has tooooo fucking many dream sequences.

someone give this bitch a klonopin coz watching her is making my anxiety shoot up.

mummy comes into room 2 min later and sees riddhima sleeping ghoongattttt and all. SURE. NOT SUS AT ALL THAT A BRIDE DYING OF ANXIETY WOULD TAKE A NAP 30 MIN BEFORE THE CEREMONY IN FULLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL OUTFIT. TOTALLY A THING THAT HAPPENS.

DUDE SHE PULLED A NURSE WAALI HARKAT AGAIN. LMAOOOOOOOOO. KISKO SULAAAAAKE AAYI HAI TU, AAFAT?!?!?!!?

askdjasldkjlsakdjlaskjdlaskjdlaskjdlkas. ALSO THE FACT THAT MUMMY RECOGNIZED HER FROM HER PRESS ON NAILS. LMAOOOOOOOOOO I CAN’T EVEN WITH THIS SHOW.

LMAO RIDDHIMA YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR

lol mummy has to call and give bad news to kabir. and i am sad we didn’t get to see his volcanic reaction, which no doubt would have been epicccccccccccc.

10 MINUTES TO THE CEREMONY. VR MANSION IS 20 MIN AWAY FROM THE CONTAINER HOUSE (AS STATED BY V BEFORE) AND THIS SIS IS...........

RE DEVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

she finally got in and the whole place is empty. he practically lives in a storage unit, you telling me he went and moved his stuff to a whole different storage unit?????

new freakout within the pre-existing panic attack: kabir ne vihaan ko saaf kar diya ya vihaan paise leke bhaag gaya??

cut to fb: riddhima asking V all earnestly ki tum dhoka toh nahi doge na????

HIS ASS ACTUALLY SAID, LEMME TELL YOU A FACT ABOUT ME: I LOVE MY MOM. I SWEAR ON HER I WON’T BETRAY YOU. 

AND SHE STILL DIDN’T GET THAT HE’S VANSH. MY GODDDDDDDD.

she’s like nope vihaan gave mummy promise so he won’t give dhoka. ah yes, the most sacred and inviolable of promises.

toh bacha alternative ki kabir has vihaan. 4th simultaneous panic attack in a panic attack. someone sedate this bitch.

aaaaaaaaaand kabir has sent a video of a bomb in VR mansion below the mandap. great.

and now he’s calling to say ki get your ass back home or imma scramble these eggheads called the raisinghanias.

lmao the bomb is counting forwards instead of backwards????

mummy saying MY BETA SMAAAAAARTEST. haan, tha..... kisi zamaane mein. ab nihaayati bewakoof ho gaya hai.

lmao kabir accosted a passing by angre and is like you need to be loyal to me as you were to vansh and lol angre’s like saaf saaf shabdon mein, fuckkkkkkk off.

LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO KABIR WENT TO HURL THE NAARIYAL AT ANGRE’S RETREATING HEAD HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MAN HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO HATE HIM HE’S SO FUCKING HILARIOUS

lmao he goes to phodofy naariyal and:

abhi bappa ko huullllllllll de raha hai. overconfidence ki hadh toh dekho.

riddhima is back and hunting for the bomb and kabir comes bouncing the fake bomb around and she’s legit like TUMNE MUJHSE JHOOOOOT BOLA?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!? lol bitch, seriously???? because he’s been the paragon of truth and virtue up until this moment??????

“apna hulia sudhaar ke aao. 5 min mein mrs. kabir banne waali ho. thoda standard toh match karo.” lmaooooo the sasss and disdaaaaaain he said that withhhhhh. boy knows he’s looking damn good today.

anyway blah blah shaadi has started. dadi is sad af. to the point where ishani is looking really concerned. i really love this soft ishani.

“kaash samay ka paiyya ulta ghoom jaaye aur mera vansh wapis aa jaaye mere paas.”

dadi, shoulda asked for world peace instead. just the one wish you had and you wasted it on getting your hellion pota back. 

some more in-room threatening of riddhima by mummy. while riddhima is throwing out last minute prayers to bappa and vihaan ki bas just do something and stop this whole shitshow.

vihaan ka toh pata nahi, the shady fuck, but bappa like:

i gotchu girl.

bhaari bhaari flashback waali walk down the stairs.

HE EVEN SAID THE MAA LINE AS VIHAAN IN THE VANSH VOICE. SHE GOTTA BE SOOOOO FUCKING STUPID MY GODDDDDDD.

ouffffff so much time wasteeeeeeeeeee.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand....................

watch that he was wearing while falling off the cliff? ✅✅✅

wedding ring that was not found on the dead body????? ✅✅✅

“YEH SHAADI NAHI HO SAKTI” booooooooming across the whole damn neighbourhood in the fakest deep voice everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr???? ✅✅✅

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precap:

haan yeh sab toh theek hai.............. 😕😕😕

par asli sexxxxxxxxx waali chemistry idhar hai!!!!!!!! UNFFFFFF. 🤩🤩🤩

#ishq mein marjawan 2 #immj2 #immj2 lbs #episode liveblogs

[ptergwen]

to be held

warnings: just the floofiest fluff and lots of kisses

summary: a snow day with tommy boy

a/n: it’s been a long ass minute hi guys!!! i’m so sorry for not posting i’ve been super busy with school and all that stuff BUT i have a bunch of wips rn! imma make up for it i promiseeee. until they’re all done here’s this :,) sidenote: stay safe from miss corona! always wash your hands after (and if) you go out or sanitize if you can’t! regular cold symptoms doesn’t = coronavirus! this is all really scary but try not to panic, just pay attention and take care of yourself bby

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it’s a given that days off are a rare thing you and tom get to have. his demanding schedule and your own social life don’t allow for a lot of downtime, so tom’s break between onward press and uncharted filming has been a god send.

catching up on much needed sleep, self-care days with shared bubble baths and face masks, and video game sessions (that you mainly enjoy because of tom’s arms around you to help with maneuvering the controller) make up your current routine. the most you’ve had to worry about lately was what takeaway place to get dinner from.

you’ve definitely spoiled yourselves, but so what? you deserve it. doing nothing is everything you two need right now.

today greeted you with piles of snow covering your driveway and the streets, which gave you an actual reason to stay in. it also made the freezing cold london weather even worse. tom insisted on a hot meal for your troubles. you were planning to crank the heat and leave it at that, but he wants to show off what he learned from the cooking lessons sam has been giving him.

plus, you’re hungry, and he’s so adorably excited to make breakfast for you.

once you’re swaddled in a fuzzy spider-man blanket that you may or may not have stolen from tom, you head downstairs. you find him in the kitchen gathering ingredients. there are already two mugs filled with hot chocolate and mini marshmallows on the table. sam must have taught him well.

one says “tea’challa,” and the other is shaped like the iron man mask. if something is marvel themed, tom buys it. you chuckle to yourself at your fanboy of a boyfriend and hug his waist from behind, blanket hanging around your arms.

“you’ve turned yourself into a burrito. that bad?” tom turns his head to give you a cheeky smile, a box of pancake mix in his hand. the cold doesn’t hit him the same because he’s his own personal furnace. how convenient for him.

“and i’ve already raised the heat. i’m running out of options here, tommy,” you whine and tighten your hold on him. “i’ve got one for you. after breakfast, we could cuddle for a while? how’s that sound?” “mm, let’s go for the whole day. i feel warmer just hearing about it.”

still smiling, tom pecks your cheek and walks over to the stove. you keep clinging onto him while he makes the rest of the batter. it’s like how a koala is with bamboo. after pouring the batter into a pan, tom turns around fully in your arms. you take the opportunity to bury your face in his chest, feeling absolute bliss in being flush against him.

he’s soft and warm and shaking with laughter. he’s better than hot chocolate on a snowy day.

“love, what’re you doing?” tom laughs out and holds you at arms length. you make a noise of protest, going back to your new comfort spot; him. “i don’t know, pre-cuddling with you? yeah, that’s what i’m gonna call it. pre-cuddling.” “oh, so this is a warm up. literally.” your scoff is muffled by his shirt. he engulfs you in a hug with arms around your lower back.

you pull away slightly to pepper his chest with kisses, earning another breathy laugh from him. you know his sweet spots. after one more kiss to his collarbone and a low call of your name, his hands move so they’re holding either of your sides. “don’t get me wrong, y/n/n. i’m super into pre-cuddling, but there are pancakes that need to be flipped.” “damnit, tom.”

huffing over-dramatically, you free him from your arms. he looks you up and down. grabbing the pan off the stove, his gaze lingers on you. of course he picks right now to be a tease. the chills are starting to make their way back, and your blanket doesn’t do much about it. nothing can top the way it feels to be held by tom.

“can’t believe you have the audacity to leave me for pancakes. pancakes that aren’t even from scratch, at that,” you tease. the look of shock on tom’s face puts a satisfied smirk on yours. “hey, i’m a beginner! sam says i have to work my way up to making my own recipes.”

proving his point, he flips a pancake too high by accident and just catches it in the pan. he silently cringes at the almost kitchen disaster. “i see that now,” you remark, making tom groan and turn to face the stove.

he plates the slightly mishappen pancake and less confidently flips another while mumbling something about how it worked when he tried it with sam. not wanting him to discourage himself, you hold him by his waist again and place a few kisses behind his ear, which always drives him crazy.

“you’ll get there, baby. i’m sure the way you’re making these will come out just as good. it’s really cool that you’re giving this a try, yeah?” “thanks, love. you’re right. i’ll just take it as a miracle that i‘ve come this far without burning the house down.” he’s half joking but half serious. your lips trail down to his jawline, him tilting his head back to encourage you to keep going.

“you’re really good at that,” he breathes out as you press more soft kisses to his skin. “good at what?” you feign innocence in practically a whisper, since you’re close enough for tom to hear. his eyes close for a moment before he shuts off the stove and puts the pan down. he faces you again with slightly parted lips.

“distracting me. that’s twice today. it’s like you want me to actually set our house on fire, y/n.” he contradicts himself by pulling you closer, his hands on your hips. you let yours move up to his shoulders and tilt your head to the side.

“well, at least that would make it warmer.” “you’re such a div, you know that?” tom squints at you with a small grin, leaning his head down. he purses his lips expectantly. now it’s your turn to be the tease. “stop using british insults at me and go finish breakfast, chef holland.”

his grin fades. “but- but my kisses-“ “they can wait, but my stomach can’t. i’m gonna go set the table,” you pat a pouting tom’s shoulders, leaving him to go through the drawer you keep silverware in.

after putting out forks, knives, napkins, and grabbing toppings from the fridge, you go back over to tom. he steps aside to present two plates with bigger stacks of pancakes than you were expecting on them. “tada! i made a few more for your impatient stomach. or rather, bisquick made a few more.” he does jazz hands around the spread, both of you sporting matching smiles.

you look down at what he made and back up at him. “tom, baby, you think that’s a few?” “you said you were hungry!” picking up a plate, he makes a ‘duh’ face and holds it out to you. you take it. “fair enough. these do smell really good. like, really really good. are we sure the right holland is in culinary school?” his humble side takes over, a light shade of pink dusting his cheeks.

“aw, don’t say that before you’ve tried them.” “then i’ll say it again after i do.” you poke one of his blushing cheeks and nod towards the table. shaking his head, tom grabs his plate and walks over with you.

you both sit facing the window to watch the snow fall as you eat. even though it’s freezing you, it can still be pretty to look at. multitasking is a virtue. you load up your plate with maple syrup and chocolate chips, tom opting for fruit on the side. he sips his hot chocolate and watches intently as you cut your stack of pancakes.

licking your lips, you dip a piece into some syrup. you’re happily surprised at the taste of your first bite, bumping tom’s leg with your own to express what you can’t say with a full mouth. he leans in closer.

“how is it? good?” his eyebrows are raised in anticipation, trying to gage your answer. you turn to him and throw your arms around his neck all in one movement. he catches you and giggles as you kiss all over his cheeks, nose, forehead, and finally his lips, letting that one last the longest. your hands slide down to hold tom’s arms, him stealing another kiss from your lips.

he’s so precious that you sometimes have to find other ways than words to tell him that.

“in case you couldn’t tell,” you start, out of breath. “that’s a yes. i’m enrolling you in culinary school for real.” “that’d be fun. sam could use some competition.” “and you’d get to bring home more really good food for me.” he chuckles and rests his arm across the back of your chair, each of you ready to fully dig into your breakfast.

tom has the same reaction that you did, his face lighting up in awe at how the pancakes turned out. you’re tempted to launch another kiss attack on him, but your grumbling stomach wills you to finish eating first. it’s worth it. both of you end up clearing your plates and staring out the window at the mess of white and grey, too full to move.

“it’s really coming down out there. wonder when it’ll stop,” tom yawns and settles his arm around your shoulders. “that reminds me. cuddles?” “ugh, i physically can’t get up right now. let’s stay here.” you have to admit, you’re already pretty comfortable.

moving your head to rest on tom’s chest, you nod, your hair tickling his neck. you outstretch the spidey blanket still on you for him to get under. he wraps the rest of it around himself and leaves a quick kiss on the top of your head, leaning further into your side.

soon, your chills are long forgotten.

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[kieraswriting]

Coffin Chapter Twenty-Six

Masterpost

Emile pushed his cart along, buying groceries. It was mostly just necessities. Bread, milk, eggs, and then ingredients for a slightly more special dinner he intended to make.

It was a perfectly normal, average grocery trip, without even the possibility of bumping into one of his clients. Until he heard a strange sound, followed by someone speaking angrily.

“We just had to get like three things!” The angry voice hissed, and Emile turned the corner. “I don’t have time for you to do this again! ”

There was a man wearing one of those horrible hunter badges, and pulling on… something started rushing in Emile’s ears, and his stomach turned. The man was pulling on a leash, attached to a collar, around the neck of a vampire who was already muzzled, and trying to pull back.

Emile could not, he could not stand to have this happen in front of him and do nothing. The man saw him staring and rolled his eyes, faking a smile.

“Everything is under control, it can’t get away from me. Please do not be concerned.”

He yanked on the leash, and the vampire looked at Emile, trying to say something that just came out muffled, but sounded pained.

Emile stepped forward, smiling and holding his hand out to the hunter. “My name is Emile, do you how do?”

The man froze for a moment in confusion, tentatively shaking his hand. “It’s uh, nice to meet you, but I’m actually pretty busy…”

“I’m a therapist, and I couldn’t help but notice you seem to be having some anger issues,” Emile said, letting his voice go sickly sweet.

The man’s face twisted. “Look, I don’t need any—“

“See, there, it’s practically painted on your face,” Emile said, shaking his head.

The man only got more angry. “Look, man, piss off, I don’t need a therapist.”

Emile's face twisted to rather look embarrassed. "Well, it was worth a shot. I was hoping that you'd feel indebted to me, and would be more willing to help. I'm really trying to get that package of granola, but it's quite a bit higher than I can reach."

The man blinked. "You-- You'd just use your psychology on random people like that?"

Emile shoved down the nausea that rose within him. That this person would be offended at him for something like this when he was holding someone on a leash-- he was so disgusted it was hard to keep it off of his face. But he just shrugged with a slight smile. "I can, and most of the time people actually fall for it."

Emile could see the unspoken ending of the sentence, 'I guess you're smarter than most' hit the man, and he every so slightly puffed up, all signs of anger gone.

"I guess I don't mind getting your granola, but you can't just go around doing things like this."

Emile put on an innocent, embarrassed face. "Yeah, I guess it's not really very fair..."

He waited until the man was stretching up to get the granola off of the very top shelf. He yanked at the leash, pulling it right out of the man's free hand. He threw the end at the vampire. "Run!"

The vampire was frozen for half a second, wide-eyed and scared, and then bolted.

•^*^••

Dee was sick of the circles underneath Thomas's eyes. He was sick of how tired they were making him. He couldn't just tell him no, though. Thomas was trying so hard out of a desire to keep them safe, and Dee couldn't say that that was a bad desire, because it wasn't, and he couldn't say that it wasn't needed, because it was. But that didn't mean he had to like it.

Remus was right though, the thrall felt rather like a snake to him. Like he was sinking fangs into Thomas's mind and poisoning him. It was like there was a different poison in each fang, and he just had to figure out how to change how much he was releasing into Thomas when he bit down. But not this time.

"Don't fight this time," Dee said.

"But that's the whole point," Thomas protested.

"Just let me try it this way, ok?"

Thomas nodded.

Dee bit down, and almost immediately Thomas went limp, unresisting. Dee waited a minute to be sure he had a solid control before letting go of Thomas. Thomas swayed slightly, looking up at him plaintively.

“You haven’t done anything wrong,” Dee assured him. “It’s time for a long nap, ok?”

Thomas nodded eagerly.

“Come on, lay down.”

Thomas laid down so quickly he nearly slammed his head into the ground. But at least he was laying down now.

“Good. Now go to sleep.”

Thomas closed his eyes immediately, and shortly after he fell asleep.

Dee finally turned around to see Remus staring at him disapprovingly. He frowned. “I will not let him wear himself ragged over this.”

“So you’re willing to thrall him and force him to do what you want him to do, even when you know he wouldn’t want to?”

Somehow the words pierced him. That wasn’t… that wasn’t what he was doing. Was it?

Dee didn’t have an answer. He sat down near Thomas, shoving the question away. For the moment he’d focus on making sure nothing woke Thomas up.

•^*^••

Patton’s eyes popped open. “I remember!”

“What?” Roman exclaimed. Virgil just gaped.

“I mean, kind of. It’s fading away now.” Patton said, frowning in an attempt to hold on to the rapidly slipping memories. “I didn’t think it was possible to like you even more, Virgil,” he said, trying to make a joke.

Based on Virgil’s wry face, he didn’t find it very funny.

Patton’s frown deepened. “I think... “ he sighed. “I think it’s gone now. I kinda remember a little bit of feelings, but nothing else. Still, that’s a really good job, Virgil!”

Roman slung an arm over Virgil’s shoulders. “You’re getting it, shortstop!”

Virgil had a tiny smile. “You think?”

“Yeah! This is a big step, kiddo!” Patton said warmly.

“I vote bonfire!” Roman said loudly. “Tonight we feast on marshmallows!”

“Yeah!” Patton said, pumping his fist up in the air.

They both looked at Virgil. “That could be cool. I haven't really been to a bonfire before.”

Roman gasped as if it was a personal affront to his character. “Never? In all the eighteen years of your life you’ve never been to a bonfire?”

Virgil shook his head.

“We’ll have to build a really big one, then!” Patton said excitedly.

•^*^••

Remy was bored. Maybe he would go out. Probably once Emile got back. Maybe he’d hang around for dinner, but after that he was going out.

And then his phone rang. It was Emile. What, did he forget his wallet?

“Hey, babe, what’s--”

“Remy! I need you!” Emile was yelling, and sounded downright panicked.

Remy was running immediately. “Where are you?”

“The store still. Come quick!”

Remy raced to the store, shoving his phone into his pocket without bothering to hang up. He found Emile outside, with blood running from his nose. “Emile!”

Emile waved him away. “Not me, the hunter went and he’s chasing a vampire.”

Remy growled. He wanted to check on Emile, but he knew Emile would be mad at him for days, if not longer if he didn’t go save this other vampire.

The scent of the hunter was still strong in the air, and it didn’t take long to find him. Remy swung for the back of his head, knocking him out and continuing on to find the vampire. The vampire also was painfully obvious, running without any super speed, and still cuffed, muzzled, and even leashed. Remy caught him around the waist, and the vampire let out a terrified scream.

“Hush.” Remy commanded. “You’ll get snatched up by every hunter in the area running around like this.”

The vampire was shaking and blubbering, but stopped fighting against him and quieted down. Remy got rid of the various restraints, and the vampire nearly dropped to the ground.

“Look, I get you’re tired, and I get you’re scared, but you’re practically asking to get picked up, gurl. Calm down. Don’t run when you see a hunter, and try to act like a human, yeah?”

The vampire nodded shakily.

“Great. I’ll drop these cuffs off somewhere away from here.” Remy turned to leave, but stopped and turned back. “You have a phone?”

“I--I had one. N-not anymore.”

Remy rolled his eyes. He didn’t have anything to write on either.

“Look, here’s my number,” he said, showing the vampire on his phone. “If you get desperate, call me.”

The vampire nodded.

“You got it?”

Another nod.

“Cool. See you around.”

Remy took the various hunter supplies and dropped them off behind the store. And then he finally got back to Emile, who was waiting in the car in the parking lot, holding a tissue to his nose.

“What happened, Em?”

Emile shrugged. “There was a hunter, and you know I can’t stand what they do, but it’s just getting worse and worse. I couldn’t do nothing.”

Remy scoffed. “You never could do nothing.”

Emile gave him a smile. That smile in particular never was fair, that ‘you know you love me’ smile.

Remy shook his head, grabbing Emile in a hug. “You’ve got to stop scaring me, Emile.”

Emile was silent a moment. Then he spoke, quietly, and very seriously. “I don’t know if I can. Everything keeps getting worse, and I won’t just sit and watch it happen in front of me.”

“I know. You just have to stay safe.”

Emile nodded. “Thanks for always rescuing me.”

Remy chuckled. “Someone’s gotta do it. It’d be a crime to leave someone as sweet as you unrescued.”

•^*^••

“He said he was a therapist, that his name was Emile.”

The doctor nodded, checking his head carefully.

“Hey, wait,” the next guy waiting said. “Wasn’t one of those wanted people called Emile?”

“The ones that took down Liam Hart? Nah, this guy couldn’t have done that if he tried. He was just one of those bleeding-heart types.”

“Eh, Imma check anyway.”

“Yeah, sure, knock yourself out.”

#sanders sides #vampire au #vampires #blood #virgil sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #janus sanders #remus sanders #emile picani #remy sleep #my own work #coffin #violence #speciesism #vampire virgil #platonic moxiety

[yikeswtfmate]

(7) New Messages from Deranged Nitwit

previous part // (1) New Message Masterlist // next part

Summary: Y/N forgot to mention an important change in her life to her friends so someone has to pay.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (Social Media AU - right, I’m still fooling myself)

Warnings: swearing; mentions of sex?

A/N: Here it is my lovelies, the next part of this complete dumb nonsense!

Circus of idiots – group chat

Pocketful of Hate – Sam

Righteous Buffoon – Steve

Hostile Do Not Engage – Nat

Yer an Asshole Harry – Wanda

Grumpy Wet Grandpa – Bucky

Deranged Nitwit – Y/N

 Deranged Nitwit: Alright assholes we’re having a housewarming party on Saturday

Deranged Nitwit: I want beer, I want pizza and I want a few thousand $$$ so I can buy that really cool robot dog I saw on amazon yesterday

Grumpy Wet Grandpa: We’re NOT getting that abomination Y/N

Deranged Nitwit: I beg to differ

Hostile Do Not Engage: You’ve been living in the same apartment for 5 years you twit

Hostile Do Not Engage: Are you seriously throwing a housewarming party NOW

Deranged Nitwit: Huh………about that……………

Grumpy Wet Grandpa: You didn’t tell them????

Yer an Asshole Harry: Tell us what

Pocketful of Hate:

Grumpy Wet Grandpa: STOP USING THAT PIC

Pocketful of Hate: Hmmm

Pocketful of Hate: No can do

Grumpy Wet Grandpa: Y/N!!!!

Deranged Nitwit:

Deranged Nitwit: Moving on…

Deranged Nitwit: I moved in with Bucky last week

Hostile Do Not Engage: You what

Yer an Asshole Harry: And you didn’t think to tell us that until now???

Deranged Nitwit:

Deranged Nitwit: I forgot ok

Yer an Asshole Harry: DELETE THAT

Grumpy Wet Grandpa: Apparently I’m not the only one then

Hostile Do Not Engage: Y/N HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL US YOU MOVED IN WITH BUCKY

Hostile Do Not Engage: I mean congrats to you and we’re really happy but why DIDN’T YOU TELL US UNTIL NOW

Deranged Nitwit:

Deranged Nitwit: I’M SORRY

Hostile Do Not Engage: I am going to kill you in your sleep

Righteous Buffoon: YOU MOVED IN TOGETHER???

Deranged Nitwit: I thought Bucky told you???????

Righteous Buffoon: He did, I just didn’t want the girls to feel left out

Hostile Do Not Engage:

Hostile Do Not Engage: HAHA YOU’RE SO FUNNY STEVE

Righteous Buffoon: Hey! That’s not fair! I was just trying to be nice, you were picking on Y/N get back on that

Deranged Nitwit:

Deranged Nitwit: Why would you betray me in this way

Deranged Nitwit: I thought you and Sam were my only allies Steve

Deranged Nitwit: Traitor

Grumpy Wet Grandpa: Can you stop

Deranged Nitwit: No, this is your fault. You should’ve reminded me and now you need to be punished

Deranged Nitwit: Sam?

Pocketful of Hate: On it

Pocketful of Hate:

Pocketful of Hate: Do not mess with Y/N

Yer an Asshole Harry: Oh wait I have one as well

Yer an Asshole Harry:

Grumpy Wet Grandpa: WHERE DO YOU EVEN FIND THESE PHOTOS

Pocketful of Hate:

Hostile Do Not Engage: Y/N

Yer an Asshole Harry: Y/N

Pocketful of Hate: Y/N

Deranged Nitwit:

Grumpy Wet Grandpa: HOW DOES THIS CONVERSATION EVEN MAKE SENSE

Grumpy Wet Grandpa: WHEN ARE YOU TAKING THESE PHOTOS

Grumpy Wet Grandpa: I THOUGHT WE WERE JUST TELLING THEM WE’RE THROWING A PARTY

Grumpy Wet Grandpa: YOU’RE SLEEPING ON THE COUCH TONIGHT

Deranged Nitwit:

Righteous Buffoon: Alright settle down

Righteous Buffoon: What time’s the party?

Yer an Asshole Harry: Is any one of them going to reply?

Hostile Do Not Engage: Seriously guys, tell us when’s the party

Hostile Do Not Engage: Is this bc I got mad? I’m over it ok

Hostile Do Not Engage: It would’ve been NICE if you TOLD us TWO WEEKS AGO but you’ve always been a tit so I can’t say I’m surprised

Hostile Do Not Engage: Really? The both of you? I had higher expectations of you Bucky

Pocketful of Hate: They won’t reply until tomorrow

Hostile Do Not Engage: Are they seriously mad at us now?

Pocketful of Hate: Nah, they’re just having angry sex

Hostile Do Not Engage: What

Righteous Buffoon: We went there to drop off the last boxes that were in the van and we could hear them through the door

Pocketful of Hate: Left the boxes by the door and fucked out of there

Yer an Asshole Harry:

Yer an Asshole Harry: Noice

*

Cuppycake: Can you buy some milk on your way home?

Sugarplum: What do I get in return?

Cuppycake: You get to have milk tomorrow morning

Sugarplum: You can do better than that

Cuppycake: You get to have milk tmrrw morning and NOT yell at me that there’s no milk in the house?

Sugarplum:

Cuppycake: Do you really want to sleep on the couch?

Sugarplum: I remember how that threat went 2 days ago

Sugarplum: u ain’t foolin anyone babe

Cuppycake: I’ll keep my word one of these days

Sugarplum: No you won’t

Cuppycake: ….no, I won’t

Sugarplum: Because you love me so much?

Cuppycake: Bc I love you more than anything in this entire world

Sugarplum: So you admit that you love me?

Cuppycake: I literally just told you that I love you more than anything in this entire world

Cuppycake: I literally have been telling you that for almost a year now?

Cuppycake: Did you have a stroke?

Sugarplum: So would you say that you’d do anything for me bc you love me so much?

Cuppycake: …yes?

Sugarplum: Then you can go buy some milk

Sugarplum: For me

Sugarplum: Bc you love me so much

Cuppycake: Why are you the way that you are?

Sugarplum: Irrelevant in this argument bc you admitted you love me

Sugarplum: I have it in writing

Cuppycake: I swear to god

Cuppycake: Fine I’ll get the milk

Cuppycake: Lazyass

Sugarplum: I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BONKY BOY

Sugarplum: You treat me so well

Sugarplum: So kind

Sugarplum: So sweet

Sugarplum: BEST BOYFRIEND IN THE UNIVERSE

Cuppycake: So I take it you want some ice cream as well?

Sugarplum: Chocolate and marshmallow, thank you

Sugarplum: YOU’RE THE BEST LOVE YOU

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