#i would alos be freaking the fuck out

[shybiii]

Computer Johnny, violently shoving the other two computer ghosts aside the second he hears Celia coyly listing The Entities: OH MY GOD FUCKING MOVE!! CELIA!! CELIAAAAAA!! HERE'S A STORY WITH A RECOGNIZABLE PLACE NAME ABOUT SOMEONE WHO TAKES OVER A JOB POSITION AFTER THE PREVIOUS MANAGER PASSED AWAY AND IT ALL GOES TITS UP AFTER THE WIZARD CABAL MOVES IN AND SETS UP SHOP!! CELIA THERE'S PARA-MILITARY GOVERNMENT INVOLVEMENT NOW!!!!! IT'S ALL GOING TITS UP CELIA!! DO YOU GET IT?? DO YOU GET IT?? CEEEEELIAAAAAAAAA!!!!

#tmagp spoilers #tmagp #the magnus protocol #the magnus protocol spoilers #celia ripley #bros he is trying SO FUCKING HARD BRO OH MY GOD #i would alos be freaking the fuck out #my man has been trapped in that fucking desktop for god knows how long #GET HIM OUTTA THERE

[yangcherie]

bathing.

𐀔 pairings: cast (astarion, gale, wyll, lae’zel, shadowheart, karlach, halsin) x female!tiefling!tav (reader).

𐀔 content warnings: suggestive, everybody is a little freak, non-consensual voyeurism, implied scent kink (gale), mentions of scars, afab anatomy. tiefling anatomy.

𐀔 sypnosis: what is a warrior to do when all their companions are peeping toms?

𐀔 author’s note: they are freaks and its been very long since i’ve written. please forgive a lady if what she’s written is unappealing.

“Can you keep it – fucking quiet?!”

Astarion whisper-yells at the entire party of people hiding within bushes and treelines, all fighting tooth and nail like rabid animals for a peek (and taste) of their ragtag, frustratingly attractive leader’s curves.

They didn’t even mean to stumble into eachother, each to their own blindly traversing through the thickets of the woods towards the nearest river. Tav simply mentioned having to retire early to take a bath (much to Gale’s dismay), and they all hungrily jumped towards the opportunity like dogs to a meatless bone, the one of the hopefully many chances they’ll see you naked, vulnerable, and shivering – even if it’s only due to the lack of warmth in the river’s streams.

It’s wrong, debauched, even. Hells, even literal devils, Karlach and Wyll, wear faces ridden with shame. Of course, they (namely Astarion and Lae’zel) poked at the others stalking as if they weren’t shamelessly doing the same.

The tension in the air was thick, each a barrel on the verge of explosion ready to wipe out the recently discovered possibility of rivalries and competition – but they couldn’t blame eachother; there was just something about you that made you so very enticing. They all thought it was incredibly silly to think only one person would want you.

“Well,” Astarion clicked his tongue in displeasure, having his private time foiled. Still, he smiled sardonically. “we’re all degenerates, it seems. We’re all looking forward to having a... fun time.”

A deep rumble came, and it surprisingly did not come from the forest ground. It was simply Halsin, all too polite and calm smiles. Astarion groaned; he was sick of this big fucking oaf with hearts for eyes and a log of wood for brains. “We are not depraved for simply yearning to admire our friend in a state of tranquil—”

“Oh, please! Don’t act like a saint in front of me!” The vampire spawn huffed, hands on his hips. “We’re all here for the same reason, we all want to see Tav fucking naked, no point in lying now!”

Tints of red and pink all rushed to everyone’s faces, and even Shadowheart was reduced to fiddling with her fingers together. Though awkward coughs ensued in the air, not a single word of denial was uttered.

Karlach is first to speak up, ever brazen. “It’s true!” She says with her signature sharp smile. “I wanted to see her tits!”

(Lae’zel and Astarion nodded approvingly to Karlach’s honesty. Halsin and Gale quietly shared their sentiments on their preference to your ass. Shadowheart and Wyll could not disagree to both.)

Amidst their busy conversation and debate regarding your body’s fine qualities, the alarmingly close and approaching noises of branches snapping and leaves crunching had rendered them silent, panicked shivers and goosebumps on their skin. With shared glances and only a few split seconds to react, the party floundered and flailed for whatever they could use to stay hidden.

“Settle down, you circus; Tav’s coming!” Wyll is the first amongst the party to silently and comically dive into a bush with Karlach, clutching their tails to avoid it rustling about in excitement. Halsin had thrown Gale and Astarion atop a tree’s thick branches before joining them. Lae’zel, disappointingly, camoflauges just well with the greenery, watching Shadowheart flounder about and settle for lying on the ground with grass over her face.

“All you filthy ska'keth.” Lae’zel hisses, letting everyone know of your now visible presence, the halting of your footsteps along the other edge of the river. “Enjoy the show.”

Across the distance, their focus had been shifted to you and now solely you.

You quietly groan, trudging towards the river you’ve been searching to no end, you set down your basket of fine oils, herbs and waxes as your armored limbs ache and practically cry for a dip in the clear stream. With no haste, you take in the cool night air, this little moment of peace, away from prying eyes you’ve fought long and hard to obtain. Sweat trickles down your throat, your tail swaying in contentment in the calm atmosphere.

Quickly deciding you’ve had enough of the crisp air, you reach towards your body to unclasp and unfasten the many buckles on your durable armor – starting with the iron top, quickly taking it off to reveal your bare, battle-worn chest and hastily discarding the metal on your legs, throwing them aside in favor of letting the cold air bite at your naked, scarred body before you go into the water; allowing your body a little moment of respite from the suffocation and heat of tight, bloody armor – even letting your tail sway around freely instead of being constricted to being stiff. A content smile creeps its way onto your face.

You lightly step your way from the sand to the edge of the water, continuing to walk until you’re trembling from the cold, until you’re hips-down in the water. A grateful sigh is pulled from your lips as you start to wade about, your hands subtly working to wash the dried blood, gore and grime off of your body and hair – using the oils and wax soaps of sweet woodruff and wine from your basket, even scrubbing your horns. A little part of you finds this normalcy almost unfamiliar, uncomfortable; it’s been quite a while you’ve taken care of yourself. Your thoughts start to drift; prior to your abduction by the Nautiloid ship, were you ever taken care of, like this? By other hands, even?

(You hope so.)

Another sigh is dragged out of you, though wearier as guilt treads within you. Just a little moment of peace, of indulgence before you go back to the dreadful task of keeping your companions and yourself alive and fighting. Just a little more time. You think you deserve it.

A silence was washed over the forest, and the party as they all beheld you and your battle-worn body. It felt almost sacred, like doing this would have them damned to the Hells and below but it was simply too captivating. Your bodice was a web and a product of war, and they were caught mesmerized – with only the dense forest and one another to witness their quickly unravelling need for you. But even then, they felt some semblance to pity. What they wouldn’t give to the gods right now to be by your side and give you some tending to.

The ridges down your back, the swaying base of your tail, the alluring image of your hips and ass teasingly disappearing into the water below, the silhouette of your horns – that untroubled smile on your lips – they all drink it in with their eyes in a fashion similar to Astarion’s throat would with your blood.

They savor it for as long as they can, before stepping out of the trance as Gale himself not-so-quietly attempted to clamber down from the rough-bark tree he was settled in, dropping down to the dirt and crushing the leaves loudly and ungracefully. Shadowheart gaped with mortification at him from the ground, everyone wishing to every god above you would have mistaken the sound as a particularly large animal, perhaps an owlbear and not a wizard along with an entire party intruding on your privacy.

“Gale! What in the Nine Hells are you doing?!”

Astarion had settled for whisper-yelling once again, pointing at him accusingly from his position atop the tree’s branches besides Halsin. Gale waved his hand, silently telling him to shut the fuck up, before urgently pointing at your discarded armor and clothing, then proceeding to give him a big smile and two thumbs up.

Surely enough to the mortification of the party, he quickly cast Misty Step over himself to travel to your area and hastily swiped (stole) anything soft – including your unattended bandages and undergarments, taking a small moment to put it to his nose and re-casting the spell to return below the tree within a few seconds. He wallowed in his pride before with a swift motion, tucked the newly acquired materia into the pockets of his robe much to the discomfort (and mild envy) of all of them.

“A man has to do and take what he can.” Gale reasoned to nobody in particular, nodding solemnly as if he just shared a piece of wisdom. He suppressed a yelp as Lae’zel then threw a rock at him, followed by another as Astarion thwacked a small branch straight to his forehead from above.

“Just leave it.” Wyll snidely commented, fighting with his life to tear away his eyes from your moonlit form, breaking out of a trance. “We should leave, go back to camp. It’d be suspicious if everyone just disappeared.”

“Ugh, you are such a killjoy, Wyll.” Astarion rolled his eyes but complied, scaling down the tree quietly, much unlike Gale earlier, who was still fiddling around his pockets with your intimates. “A party pooper, even.”

As repulsive the idea to leave you was, it was reasonable. Begrudingly, everyone quietly sat up or climbed down and quietly attempted to find their way through the dense, dark forest, sharing little observations and hushed chitchat along the way. And soon enough, the party found themselves in familiar territory, now gathering around and settling down near the campfire like they previously had before you announced your leave, as if they didn’t just claw their way through eachother earlier to see a scrap of your vulnerability.

The fire cast a warm glow over the party as they immersed in chitchat, a few (namely Shadowheart and Astarion) pestering and even offering a bargain to Gale for the underclothes he had nicked earlier. The wizard was not deterred; fair and square, he wagged his finger as if to say nuh-uh to the seething two. It was only shortly after, that you came stumbling back into camp like a lost fawn, hair and body language calm and loose but the armor remaining stiff on your body.

Karlach coughed to let the others know you had arrived from your personal time. “Soldier! You’re back!” You greeted her with a nod, before raising a brow and sweeping your eyes amongst them. Gale swallowed, placing a protective hand over the pocket that held your garments.

“You would not believe what happened.” You sighed in utter distress before plopping yourself down besides Halsin and Astarion on the log to let the fire embrace you with warmth, piquing everyone’s interest and attention with intense ease. “A wandering owlbear ate my clothes.”

They all collectively either guffawed or choked on their spit, Lae’zel scoffing and Astarion groaning amongst them. Right. Of course, you would have thought it was a fucking owlbear. Thieving owlbears that take normal, musky clothes instead of shiny armor.

“Ah, owlbears.” Gale tutted and sighed with faux sympathy, nervously chuckling and shifting to hide the lump in his pockets. “They’d eat almost anything, really.”

Astarion shot him a bewildered look, as if to ask, don’t you? You swallowed two of my books last night!

“You can borrow my clothes, for the night.” Shadowheart butted in, suddenly slotting herself behind you and setting a reassuring palm on your shoulder. You smiled at her, gazing up at her gratefully. “Thank you, Sha—”

“Well, you can have my clothes!” Karlach and Lae’zel shot up in unison.

“Sharing your old filth, I can sew them new clothes!” Astarion argued, until everyone started refuting eachother and proposing that you take theirs and whatnot.

You sighed with exasperated fondness, immensely troubled but somewhat used to it as you watch your companions pointlessly banter, having little doubt that by the end of the night, you’d have a fair share of everyone’s wardrobe into yours.

Still, you hope to the very bottom of your heart that the “owlbear” that stole your clothes had a full tummy, at least.

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 x reader #baldurs gate 3 x reader #baldur's gate 3 x reader #astarion x reader #wyll x reader #shadowheart x reader #karlach x reader #lae'zel x reader #gale x reader #halsin x reader #tavrem #as they say #this was fun to write #this was very lame actually #sorry but its been so so so long since ive written a fic much less published it

[itsmebytch001]

Smoking It Away: Part 1

18++ Please!

Summary: You are Aarons daughter, but being that you and Miles are so close in age you two are more siblings, recently he noticed your erratic behavoiour, he calls you out and you come clean to him about your drinking and weed, but when he caves and tell's your Dad Aaron, he finds more than just weed and Vodka.

TW: Drugs, Yandere platonic Miles, Rio, jeff and Aaron who is alive.

You come home not having announced yourself hearing rustiling noise coming from your room, immeditlay you feel the sweat on your neck drip as you stand down the hallway hearing the rummage, you Know it's Dad and you begin to think maybe it's best to make a run for it now? Go to Mile's place? But would Auntie Rio let you stay if she knew what you had been doing?

You knew it wasn't a good idea to tell Miles about the pills, or the drinking but he was clever and was cathcing on quick, he was your sudden extreme joy and dialted eyes, you sudddently all you wanted was to eat and hug, how you were missing massive chunks of school at a time to later find you wondering the streets high out your mind observing the sky or bright city lights, he was scared for you.

As you stood outside the your door panicked, on the other side Aaron was frantically taking your room apart, he had empited every draw, your closet, all your shoe boxes and under the bed but he hadn't found anything yet, until... he stood and heard an unsual creek, he weighed his foot back over the same plank of wood hearing the creek again before lying down the lift the plank off the board, and that's where he found it.

Your'e little collection of goodies, your MDMA, your weed, your shrooms you were yet to try and a half drank bottle of Vodka.

He's mortified, vene though deep down he probably knew, he was how somtimes when you came home all you wanted to do was have him hold you and chat his ear off, he didn't mind it was nice actucally, but it threw him off

but he had caught you know, it was over. You went for the door, maybe you'd just stay at a mates house, turn your phone off and hope he wouldn't get Jeff involed in finding you like he had before when you had pulled your last stunt.

And just the door handle is in reach you hear your door swing open.

Aaron:" Y/N DAVIS!"

I mean, I could still make a break for it.

He see's you standing by the front door, your hand on the door knob.

Aaron:" You make a break for it I will drag you back inn by your hair, I don't care who see's"

You turn the knob.

Aaron:"I fucking mean it Y/N don't play with me"

Run

And so you swing open the front door and run down the hall, you hear you Dad's heavy boots bellow after you and you sprit down the stairs and out the building and dissapear into the crowd.

It had been sevral hours form when you had ran off, you hand't stopped moving so you hadn't checked your phone, so it was late into the night that you fianlly checked your phone, only to see what you completyley expected.

Auntie Rio-18 notifications.

Uncle Jeffe-22 notifications.

Miles- 37 notifications.

Dad-57 notifications.

You dare not open Rio's texts, she would be the most harsh in her messages than anyone else, and you were stressed enough hiding under a filthy bridge.

But you did read though Mile's texts:

Miles: Y/N Your Dad is freaking out where r u Miles: Srlsy Y/N my dad has put out a APB for you just come home Miles: I'm sorry i sniched but i was getting worried. Miles: there not even angry, just worried Miles: That was a lie, they are mad but they are alos reallllly worried Miles: Y/n im sure we can all just talk this out your dad is actually starting to have like a panic of attac of somthin can you please just come back Miles: my mom said shed make those wraps you like? Miles: aaron aint't even mad no more, he's just scared Miles: Can you please come home

Then you opended Uncle Jeffe's texts:

Uncle Jeffe: Y/N we know about what's been happeing we should talk Uncle Jeffe: Aaron has the pills this is serious Uncle Jeffe: Y/N You can't just stay out forever, It's best if you just give us a call, and i can come pick you up Uncle Jeffe: I'm not trying to scare you, but i have put out a APB for you Uncle Jeffe: You are only making it worse by running off like this Uncle Jeffe: Your father is deeply distressed come home

You didn't read your Dad's text's. you didn't want the grife, but you begin to listen to your 56 VOCIE MAILS.

You Have 56 voice, press one to play voice mails.

press one

Its Rio, Oh god.

Rio: "Y/n is this true? Pills now really? Are you serious? You want to waste away everything your father did for some pills?! when I get my hand on you Y/n I'm going to-"

Miles:"Mami! She's not going to come home if you threaten her!"

End Of Voice Message.

Another, It's Jeffe.

Jeffe: "come on now Y/N, this isn't a escape plan you can't stay outside in the streets forever now, just pick up the phone make this easy, were all looking for you right now I'm in my cruiser down 7th and Iv'e got people all over looking for you, just call back"

End Of Voice Message.

Anther, Its Miles:

Miles:" Y/n please just fucking pick up the phone the whole house is freaking out! you got cocaine in that fucking bag? YOU told me it was just fucking weed and some vodka not fucking powders I'm getting toasted by my parents right now they might arrest me!"

Oh God, theyr'e going to arrest you...

Another play automatically, Its Rio Again.

Rio: "ANSWER THE FUCKING PHONE BEFORE YOU GIVE YOUR FATHER A HEART ATTACK!!"

You hang up after that, you don't want to hear another one, but as you do you recive another text...

Uncle Jeffe: You know we can track you phone, right?

How wierldy threatning.

You turn off the power to your phone and get on the move immdeiabley on the run in New York.

Wondering, Wondering and Wondering some more you had covered so much land you had left Brooklyn, and surley Jeffe and his goon police men wouldn't look for you outside Brooklyn, right?

But seriolusy you were running out of cash, it was almost morning and still you were trying to stick it out and for what? Your body was exashsted, and all you wanted to was sleep in a bed, instead of having to pay for constant stream on enegry drinks.

So here you are, at 3 am alone in an alley sipping on your suagry drink making hands shake.

ring ring

ring ring

It's Dad, It's Aaron.

You pick up.

Aaron: "Y/n? Baby I'm so glad you picked up"

...

...

Aaron:"Hello?"

Aaron:" I can hear your breathing Y/n can you just say a word to me?"

...

Aaron: "Please Baby you are stressing me out and that's not good for an old man like myself, we can talk about this just pleas-"

You hang up, feeling like a bitch.

You don't want to go back and face them, you are not an addict it's not like that but you can't go back home, they would try and lable as 'needing help' and swarm you with thier 'love'.

But what the hell are you going to do?

It's so damm early and you want to sleep but all the enery drinks you've consumed wouldn't allow that, so you began to walk it off down the streets.

Maybe a homless shelter? You Thought.

No, Bit scummy I'm not actually homless. You decide.

So you sleep on the streets tonight, using your coat as a blanket you try and ride it out even though you'd know you'd barley sleep due to all that sugar.

Morning come's as you wake too a familar face above you. as your eyes clear and you focus on the face...

Its fucking Jeffe.

Jeffe: "Y/N" he says plainly as he pulls you up forcefully helping you up by hand, placing a hand on your shoudler as he pushed you to the back of his cruiser, cleary he looks very tired.

As he drives you home in his car you begin to shake, your not sure if it's the stress, the sugar of the fear. you know all 3 of them are going to be waiting for you home to scould you, maybe to yell and scream. you see Jeffe glaring at you in his rear view mirror, he looks so...sad?

Jeffe: " Y/n..."

You passivley ignore him.

Jeffe: "Y/N." He says strenly.

Y/N: "Yeah?"

Jeffe: "Do you know what youv'e done?"

Y/N: "Yeah."

Jeffe: "Really? Do you understand what your'e doing? I should arrest you not shoffere you home"

Y/N: "then let me out the car!"

Jeffe:"Don't you dare give me lip right now Y/n! You know is Aaron hadn't begged me not to I would arrest you, maybe I still will!" he turns to look at you while driving.

Jeffe: "And youv'e roped Mile's into it!"

Y/N: "That's not true"

Jeffe:" Inst't it?"#

Y/N:"no, I haven't done anything with him, never drank or smoked or pills or anything"

Jeffe: "But he knew?"

Y/N: "yeah, he got all 'I'm gonna tell your dad unless you tell me what's going on' "

Jeffe: "And what did you tell him?"

Y/N:" I told him I was smoking on the side and drinking on the weeknds"

Jeffe:" and were you?"

Y/N: "yeah"

Jeffe: "so what was all that stuff Aaron had around, you telling me you didn't take that?"

Y/N: "No I did, I just didn't tell him

Jeffe: "So your'e a lair and a drug addict?"

Y/N: "I am not an addict!"

Jeffe:"So your'e a lair?"

You rolled you eyes at him.

Jeffe: "Don't you roll your eyes at me young lady!"

He stopped the car, you thought he was about to yell at you some more, until you realised he had parked outside his block.

He pulled you out the back seat and esseinatlly shoved you up the stairs until you reached his front door, you were under the impression he would take you to your own home but no.

oh god oh god.

As Jeffe opended his front door you felt your body tense, you wanted to run again, but you had been caught.

Openeing the entrance you see the brown sofa, and sat on it was Rio, Miles and your Dad.

Oh fuck me...

(There shall be a pt2)

#yandere miles morales #Yandere Rio morales #yandere jeff morales #jefferson morales #rio morales x reader #rio morales #aaron davis #yandere spiderverse #platonic yandere #family yandere

[conundrumsofphilosophy]

I seriously don’t know how this “ask” thing works, but what do you think the mercs would do on a beach day? Beach days for fictional characters are always so silly

i love this i freaking love beach days. i had so much fun writing these

scout

- he is beelining for the water. he loves swimming and doesn't get to often so as soon as they get there he is in the water splishing and splashing

- refuses to put sunscreen on (that's for wimps) so he gets sunburnt to hell and back and medic has to slather him in aloe vera gel when they get back to base

- will not be waiting 20 minutes after eating the sandwich engineer packed him before he gets back in the water. will get a cramp and will act like it doesn't even bother him to impress miss pauling (she's here in my beautiful mind) she is not impressed and will try to get him to get out of the water

- accidentally destroys some random kid's sandcastle so he'll sit down with them to help them rebuild it

soldier

- trying to catch fish with his bare hands. hoping to catch a shark

- getting buried in the sand and a sexy mermaid body sculpted on top of him. likely demo is the one burying him

- swims over to the others as sneakily as he can (not very) and tries to jump them (they heard him coming but they play along)

- eats sand /j

pyro

- brought ALL of the sand toys. water is not their thing so they're building masterclass sandcastles with engineer

- after too long in direct sun he gets really uncomfortable so he's laying face down on a towel under a big umbrella. melting

- walks along the shoreline looking for jellyfish. they have a stick to poke them with. also picks up shells and brings them to people

- he helps with the sexy mermaid body sculpting for soldier

demoman

- goes way out into the water and just floats in one spot. staring

- he's wasted obviously so pauling and heavy are keeping a very careful eye on him. him getting caught in a riptide could really ruin the beach day

- enjoys laying out in the sun. will probably lay his towel out beside sexy mermaid soldier and they'll stare at the sky until one or both are asleep

- WILL start a game of beach volleyball with the others and WILL be on the losing team

heavy

- sitting with medic and miss pauling. he's not much for swimming, and he feels responsible for making sure the other mercs don't die (demo) (soldier) (scout)

- he and engineer prepared the picnic. they got up so early and made. so many sandwiches

- will be coerced into volleyball. absolutely fucking dominates and his team wins every match

- actually applies sunscreen like a normal rational person because he burns BAD. medic does his back <3

engineer

- second person in the water when they get there. scout screamed at him while he was running there to join him and he will always cave to scout pressure

- the water is really nice on his joints and swimming helps his back so it's a good time all around for him. i think he is in pain all the time btw

- makes sure everyone eats something and has plenty to drink. papa

- literally keels over laughing at sexy mermaid soldier. it catches him so off guard when he sees it and it makes him lose his shit. he'll think about it a week later and start laughing again. and nobody brought a camera so he only has the mental picture

medic

- swimming is sensory hell for him so he opts out. but he still enjoys the beach because he gets to watch his peers being idiotic

- referees the beach volleyball match. he doesn't know anything about volleyball (neither does anyone else really.) he's just happy to be here

- delights in the shells pyro brings him and he keeps all of them forever. he has a little jar of them in his office

- he and miss pauling had a miscommunication error in the planning and they both brought the same overpacked first aid kit so the team is. doubly prepared

sniper

- swimming very leisurely. i think he is a chronic pain sufferer so he takes it easy but it definitely helps ease some aches

- helps pyro get wet sand for his sandcastles so he doesn't have to keep getting up and down. brings him a couple pails of wet sand at a time and replenishes when needed

- absolutely falls asleep and gets a heinous sunglasses tan line

- absolutely terrible at volleyball but he plays anyways. he's on heavy's team so he gets to gloat even though he barely contributed

spy

- i really love the image of him being at the beach still in full suit. lounging on a beach chair with sunglasses on and a mimosa and one of those sun reflectors

- couldn't be bothered. he does not participate in any activities whatsoever except graciously receiving seashells from pyro (which he does appreciate. they're very pretty)

- might fall asleep a little bit. scout wakes him up to ask him if he should try some move on miss pauling. he tells him absolutely not and immediately falls back asleep

- somehow he doesn't overheat despite being in layers in the sun. magic man

~

keep the requests coming :3 love you guys

#tf2 #tf2 headcanons #tf2 mercs #doe's drabbles (headcanons) #tf2 heavy #tf2 demoman #tf2 engineer #tf2 medic #tf2 pyro #tf2 spy #tf2 scout #tf2 sniper #tf2 soldier #team fortress 2 #miss pauling #doe's drabbles (request) #talhal

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

Follow-up to that anon. What if Waylon and s/o get in a fight from tensions being high and maybe Waylon lets the touch thing slip. Then s/o stops and explains to him (albeit with heightened emotion) that they thought he didn't want to be touched. That they were too afraid to cause him pain. But that they want a normal relationship with him, or as normal as they can have.

"Aloe Vera" Killer Croc x Reader

okay sorry I know it's been a few days since I posted but here we go- the sequel to "Bad Skin."

TW: internalized ableism

The pot had finally built to a boiling point between the two of you. He was away too often and you had asked after him one two many times. Words came out that tasted bitter in your mouths. Small digs and insults neither of you really meant.

It's when he finally snarls, "Why the fuck do you care? You won't even touch me! You think I'm a freak like everyone else!"

It makes you pause. Wait. What? No. That's not- He doesn't like being touched, obviously that's why you weren't touching him! This is a short back and forth between the two of you describing why it was thought he didn't like touching-

"I thought it hurt you!" "Why wouldn't I tell you that-" "uhhhhhh-"

Eventually he's running a hand from his forehead then back his skull, "Jackass couyon dumb shit-" "Me?" "NO, not you! ....Maybe a little you."

Pardon him, he's processing the months he was under the impression that you were disgusted by touching him when that was never the case. The best way to interrupt this is giving him a hug otherwise you're going to be there a while.

You're warm and soft and small and- You feel his arms wrap around you snugly. He's trying not to hurt you despite how happy he is at the moment. Your muffled voice asking why he never said anything.

"Why would you want to touch a freak like me?" You see the guilt and shame pass over his eyes. The shame of existing as he does.

Your hands find his chest and your lips his face, "You're not a freak. I love you exactly as you are." Its in this time you take a moment to run your fingers over his scales and ridges. The hum that comes from his chest tells you what you need to know.

"Don't feel you need to catch up." He tries to smirk, "But I ain't complainin' either."

Both of you agree to start over. It'll still take some time to get over the distance this caused- But knowing you want him and you aren't frightened of touching him will close the gap quickly.

#waylon jones #killer croc #killer croc x reader #foxwriting

[yowyowyaoi]

Zetsu’s Daily Texts from the Akatsuki

From Nagato

You can’t keep eating them without checking to see if we’re using them first.

300 miles? Is that really the closest?!

I can put you with Tobi or Hidan. Take your pick.

Put the letters where they can find them, then stay somewhere hidden to see their reactions.

Keep an eye on them please. No explosions, no sacrifices. Nothing to draw attention.

I’ve been practicing every day. Legs feel stronger.

I’d only risk it if you also want to risk being placed in a gengetsu.

I’m sure I’ll be gone before her. All I ask is she be well taken care of. It’s all that matters.

No. Under no circumstances. I need them all ALIVE and able to work, please.

You can ask but she’ll probably hit you hard enough to REALLY split you in half.

From Kakuzu

Yes well your appetite is proving quite costly.

Find where he’s hiding and I’ll give you a third of his bounty.

I’m not so sure that “intelligence” is a quality I’d associate with any of them.

Actually if you could naturally produce that we could sell bottles and make some money 🤔

Much, much too expensive.

I don’t care if you eat him but wait until I get his heart out first.

I’d rather you ate me; my body won’t be on display for him to entertain Deidara with.

It’s complicated. And by complicated I mean I let a one time physical urge turn into a years-long relationship. 

It’s the 1st. Rent and utilities are due. 

If I didn’t we wouldn’t have *anything*. Be grateful.

I’m not sure if my threads would hold for plant-skin.

Stop losing them for God’s sake each one costs $50 in materials to make!!

I’ll take your word for it. That voice creeps me out.

From Konan

Please don’t ever do that again. Nagato almost had a heart attack. 😡

It’s funny in a shouldn’t be funny way.

Wait you’ve seen him without the mask 👀

No I don’t care if they’re annoying we don’t have the time to replace them now!!

Ask Sasori to take a look. He enjoys a challenge.

I don’t care how easy it was to get, I’m NOT cooking with that kind of “meat” 🤢

No offense but do you even have nails 🤔

I’d rather we didn’t need to pick up and move again unless absolutely necessary.

Since we were children 🥰

I’d kill anyone who tried. With my bare hands.

Kisame may be able to but the rest will need it cooked.

You’re THAT old?! 😵‍💫

Stick to guys. I will remain the only woman in this group.

Can’t you eat them? Aren’t you part Venus fly trap??

From Hidan

Freak.

Then stop watching, weirdo!

Because if you take the body before my praying is finished then the entire ritual is void!!

Not to be gay but yeah I see what he sees. 

Then steal him some damn glasses next time!

But do plants even have dicks? Like is it green? Does it smell like grass? 🤔

He’s such a liar he wanted me since the day we met 😂

I saw you eyeing that cat and so did Itachi.

How do you say “Fuck you” in plant-speak?

They’re not “pink” they’re “rose”, heathen.

Ribs without sauce is like fucking without lube. Like what’s even the point?

If I could convert even one of those fucks I’d become a High Priest for Jashin.

Can’t. Kakuzu’s “withholding my paycheck” until I pay off that bounty of his that I killed. 🙄

So come with us. Everyone’s weird you’ll fit right in.

From Sasori

Elderberry, nightshade, and primrose. For now.

A mouse learns to fear other mice before it even thinks about predators.

Please stop that you gave him nightmares last time and I couldn’t work on my puppets for a whole week 😒

I don’t care as long as it has a big enough space for a lab.

Damn blue eyes trapped me for eternity.

An interesting experiment, certainly.

I have vague memories but that’s all.

You appear to be “friends” so talk to him and tell him to back off. 

Who do you think I am? That freak Orochimaru?!

I don’t buy that stupid act for a second.

If I suggested aloe vera would you find that insulting?

You and I are the least bothersome in terms of eating. I don’t, and you hunt.

I’ll contribute when the expense is relative to me.

From Kisame

So far only Itachi knows about it but the water there is clear and beautiful.

Your way of thinking is truly fascinating.

Of course you’re welcome to join us but you’ve voiced objections before to both tea and sweets.

No, I’ll BURY him myself before I let you eat him.

Crab and shrimp. Especially crab.

I’m aware. His smell is getting weaker and his chakra is shaky.

I admire your patience for it but I don’t do so well in the sun for so long.

Again? Why?? Who attracted attention this time? 😒

I don’t but Samehada seems to.

The battlefield is empty. Care to join me at the buffet? 😋

Between the prayer rituals and the constant bombing I just can’t handle either of them.

Salt is for the weak. Pure fear flavors the meat better than any seasoning. 

From Deidara

You can’t prove that was me, that could have been anyone!

If I’m successful there won’t BE anything left of me to eat so 🤷🏼

Idk you just look gray. Maybe stand in the sun for a while?

Ok we may eat more BUT his food costs more!

Wait is it real hair or like plant stuff 🤔

I didn’t this time he was dancing and he tripped on his cloak like an idiot.

Honestly not until I met Sasori lol 

Omg where?! Riverbanks are always a goldmine of natural clay! 🤩

I get that but I’m just not interested, eternity is so boring.

Low key he goes into this voice sometimes that scares the piss out of me.

Bc it’s weird man it’d be like watching my mother shower or something 😖

Like usual he couldn’t shut up and almost got us killed on the spot 😡

Not unless you want to pick the lice out of my hair afterwards.

From Itachi

Not sure of the exact dynamics but I think it’s second or third cousins.

Maybe it’s best we all just live with our own partners. Too many in one area and eventually someone figures it out.

No he’s as gentle as possible. I just have sensitive skin.

Yes but cabbage is so versatile.

You saw him? Did he look well? 👀

The glasses help some but most everything is still a massive blur.

I tried. Nagato tried. He refuses to give up on the idea.

There is no “before” and there’s no “after0. There’s just NOW.

No I know he ate it because he had the jam smeared all over his collar.

22 doesn’t really interest me.

From Obito

The right arm still twitches if I try to lift too much.

Come on weren’t YOU happy when he died?!

He can’t turn me down forever. Just picture him with the Uchiha fan on his back 😍

Yeah well he’s still my little cousin and I still worry.

I think it scares him a little, he almost walked into a tree that first time I did it on accident.

It’s not excessive; the sugar is literally the only thing pushing me forward right now.

I would bet money that he’s the worst Sensei ever to those kids. No wonder Sasuke was so weak.

The constant money woes are so tedious.

Blind or not his reflexes are unmatched and he could still take me out in one move.

We should have put more emphasis on intelligent and less on “skills”.

You’ve gotta admit the explosions DO liven things up 🤷🏻

What if you ate him and he could still talk from inside of your stomach though? Is that a chance you want to take?

Bonus: From Madara

He stopped responding two years ago he acts like I’m dead.

What? That little shit. 😡

If the blonde is giving him too much of a distraction, dispose of him.

You don’t need to pre-chew my food I’m not a baby bird.

Have you seen my good blanket?

What happened to my slippers?

🍆 I want this. I’m craving this so bad. Please bring it to me.

Tell that boy to come back I need a good bath and a haircut.

Perhaps if you hadn’t recruited so many *brats* you wouldn’t be having such an issue.

Whatever you do, do NOT let them breed.

Did you remember where I stashed my last painting of Hashirama?

If I was younger I could have eliminated the entire group within seconds. They’d never even know what hit them.

Please procure a backscratcher and industrial grade toenail clippers.

Wait until he sleeps and move several large rocks into his room. I guarantee he’ll cry.

First that young lass, then the Hatake boy, now the blonde. He never learns his lesson does he?

What do you mean he cut it?? An Uchiha’s hair is his crown! Tell him to get back here NOW.

I should have chosen Fugaku’s son instead. Likely a lot less crying.

#texting #zetsu #Akatsuki Daily Texts Series #nagato uzumaki #konan #itachi uchiha #kisame hoshigaki #deidara #sasori #kakuzu #hidan #obito uchiha #madara uchiha

[abstractnaturaldisaster]

Steddie Flower Shop / Tattoo Parlor AU

And that’s a wrap! I hope y’all enjoy this last installment! 

Part One I Part Two I Part Three I Part Four I Part Five I Part Six I Part Seven I Part Eight I Part Nine I Also on AO3!

***

Eddie was nervous. It didn’t help that his shop was closed and he had nothing to occupy him other than thinking about Steve coming over that night. Most years it was a welcome rest to shut down for the day after the hectic Valentine’s Day season but today he was pacing the apartment convinced he’d forgotten something. He’d pretty much spent all day freaking himself out about his first date with Steve. 

Eddie had decided he was going to cook for Steve. Mrs. De Lucas had taught Eddie some of her secret family recipes and he’d decided to pull out all the stops and make homemade pasta and tiramisu for dessert. He was just putting the finishing touches on the sauce when he heard a soft knock at the door.

“Steve! Welcome to my humble abode,” Eddie said as he held the door open for Steve.

“Thanks, Eddie.” Steve said as he walked in. Steve was holding a little ceramic pot. He must have noticed Eddie glancing down at it so Steve added, “Oh, I was going to bring you flowers but I felt like as a florist you’d probably be sick of them so this is aloe vera? I figured if you cook a lot you might also have to deal with cooking-related burns and aloe vera is really good for soothing them.” 

“Aw, babe. That’s so thoughtful!” Eddie praised. Steve flushed bright red and Eddie thought it was the cutest thing he’d ever seen. “Can I get you a glass of wine?”

“Sure, thanks, Eds.”

“Of course! Cheers to our first official date, Steve,” Eddie said as they clinked glasses.

“I dunno, I think spending eight hours together in a van probably counts.”

“I was working, it absolutely doesn’t count,” Eddie disagreed.

“We had romantic music, we ate food, you kissed me goodbye, sounds like a date to me, babe,” Steve argued.

“Absolutely not. You playing cheesy music and eating sandwiches over my workbench with Robin and Chrissy does not a date make,” Eddie laughed. “A homemade dinner, wine, dessert? This is a date, sweetheart.”

“I’m only letting you win because you feed me,” Steve answered.

“Using me for my kitchen. Shame on you, Harrington.”

“At least you’re going into this with open eyes, hun,” Steve said, “I have high expectations after that fucking grilled cheese.”

“Oh man, the pressure!” Eddie joked as he grabbed the pasta and garlic bread and herded Steve over to the small kitchen table.

“This smells so good, Eds.”

“A De Lucas’ family recipe. I hope you don’t mind Italian.”

Eddie and Steve ate and gossiped about Robin and Chrissy and some of the crazy bouquets they had delivered the day before. Eventually, Eddie grabbed the bottle of wine and led Steve over to his couch. They continued chatting and Steve moved to lean against Eddie’s shoulder. Eddie reached his arm around Steve and started rubbing small circles into Steve’s collarbone.

“Are you trying to seduce me, Munson?” Steve asked.

“It depends. Are you feeling seduce-able?” Eddie answered.

Steve looked up at Eddie with big brown eyes and nodded. Eddie leaned down and kissed Steve. It was even better than yesterday. Eddie suspected it might have something to do with the fact that they weren’t being interrupted by Robin and Chrissy whooping.

“Steve,” Eddie basically moaned and pulled at his sweater, “Can I take this off of you?”

“Yes,” Steve answered. Eddie would have been self conscious about how far gone he already was but Steve was right there with him.

“So pretty for me, baby,” Eddie said as he started to kiss down Steve’s torso. He positioned himself on the floor in between Steve’s legs and continued to kiss and tease and bite as he made his way to the waistband of Steve’s joggers.

“Oh, Eds.”

Eddie would have done just about anything to hear Steve make those sounds again. He started to run his hands over Steve’s hips, moving lower as Steve started to cant his hips off of the couch. As Eddie was about to ask if he could finish undressing Steve, he noticed something that was a little too dark to be a mole. It was sort of a weird shaped blobish thing on just above Steve’s hipbone.

“Stevie, you do have a tattoo!” Eddie exclaimed.

“Oh shit, Eddie,” Steve tried to pull Eddie back up but Eddie was persistent. He got very close but he still couldn’t figure out what on earth Steve’s tattoo was supposed to be. 

“Steve. Do you have a tattoo of a dick on your hip?” Eddie asked. Steve burst out laughing and grabbed the back of Eddie’s shirt to pull him back onto the couch.

“No, Eddie. God this is embarrassing.”

“You don’t have to tell me about it, if you don’t want to,” Eddie answered as Steve buried his head into Eddie’s neck.

“Oh gosh, no, it’s just so stupid. Robin and I decided to get a matching tattoo like ages ago when we were bored at one of our dead end summer jobs.”

“Why’d you land on a penis?”

“It’s not, shut up.” Steve whined.

“Are you sure?” Eddie looked back down trying to imagine what else it could possibly be.

“Just listen! Okay so the place we were working was across from some shitty tattoo parlor so we spent hours pouring over the internet for ideas. It’s also important that you know we had also learned how to do the handshake from the Parent Trap.”

“I cannot wait to see how that’s relevant.”

“You’re impossible,” Steve scoffed. “Anyways. We couldn’t come up with any decent ideas until Robin thinks we should each get half of something. She thought it would be so funny to get a tattoo that we could bump together when we did the hip portion of the handshake.”

“This is even better than I could have imagined. What on earth is it supposed to be half of?” Eddie asked.

“A butterfly?” Steve offered. He looked so nervous Eddie couldn’t stand it.

“Stevie,” Eddie laughed, “I promise I’m not laughing at you. It’s just so cute and also so unfortunate.”

“No, it’s truly awful,” Steve agreed. “It was so bad. We thought we were so cool and we didn’t even realize what it looked like until we left the tattoo shop. I could never bring myself to get rid of it but I also never got another tattoo. I was so worried it would come out accidentally raunchy again. Robin kept her’s too but she got a bunch of other small random tattoos in the same area so it’s not, like immediately, obvious.”

“I can’t believe I was worried you’d make fun of my tattoos. At least I never got an accidental dick friendship tattoo,” Eddie teased.

“You’re the worst,” Steve said. 

Steve ran his hands over Eddie’s tattoos and Eddie’s breath hitched a little whenever Steve’s fingers ghosted over a sensitive area.

“I’m just teasing, baby,” Eddie kissed the top of Steve’s head.

“What’s this one from?” Steve asked and pointed to a small coffin tattoo.

“That one, and these bats over my elbow were for my high school band, Corroded Coffin. We still play every once in a while but not as often as we did back then.”

“Do you have a favorite?”

“I dunno, they’re all pretty random honestly. I have a tiny delivery van I’m pretty fond of,” Eddie showed Steve the rendering of the De Lucas’ van on his left bicep. Steve dutifully pressed a kiss into his arm. “Oh, and this one was supposed to be a ravioli but it kind of just looks like a ruffle-ly square,” Eddie laughed as he found the little tattoo on his rib.

Eddie and Steve spent the rest of the evening laughing together about stupid tattoos and meaningful tattoos. Eddie looked down at Steve laying in his lap, recounting his least favorite tattoo he’s ever given and Eddie thanked his lucky stars that they found their way to each other. Eddie thought about Steve’s offer to tattoo him and knew one day he’d take him up on it but most of all he knew he was never letting Steve go.

***

Thanks so much for going on this journey with me! I hope y’all like the conclusion of this series. I’m going to take a break for a bit but I have plans for a hockey AU for Stanley Cup season once I recover, lol!

I’m on AO3 @ randomhank! 

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#my fic #stranger things #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #florist eddie #tattoo artist steve #flower shop / tattoo parlor AU

[mwebber]

aloe vera 🫶

helloo <3

aloe vera ⇢ what’s something (mundane) you really want to experience in life?

this is gonna sound so lame but i want a library or bookstore meetcute out of the movies soo bad. i know in reality my paranoia would tick into the red from the creep factor of spontaneously talking to strangers and i'd get the fuck out of dodge if someone else started Flirting but GOD i think about it sometimes like.. a cute girl noticing that i'm frowning at yet another translation of plato's republic or something ridiculous and jokingly asking what part exactly's got me grumpy.. insert me rambling about how plato is so wrong and fumbling when i realize that i sound like some overly opinionated socialist libertarian freak because i havent lent my arguments any nuance......... blushing bc a cute girl is Talking To Me......... ....... .. blushing harder when she humiliates me intellectually and proves to be far more well-read but also doesn't make me feel Bad about it and we get coffee together and

#inbox

[ask-thedepressedkidatthetable]

red-eyes-minnie

Aiden wasn’t mad, he was just concerned, they didn’t look like any little bruises to him, the one around Alex’s neck was the one that worried him the most. “Hey I get that you were trying to help somebody out, I’m proud of you for doing that, but you could have called me. Do you need ice for any of them maybe on that one” He said pointing to the one on his neck.

“Well I was doing fine until I saw you, now I am a ball of worry. You don’t have to go into detail but at least tell me what was going on that made you go superhero and help the person out.”

“I don’t need help.” Alex said defensively. Just because he got some scrapes and bruises didn’t mean he couldn’t deal with it himself. That’s why he was still alive. What was the alternative? Was life just supposed to stop while he called Aiden for help? What would he have done anyway? He didn’t want to worry about Aiden getting hurt as well. The boy looked down, guilt and appreciation swirling inside of him at the same time at the other’s words. Aiden was handling the situation better than he was. How did he manage that? Why was it so fucking easy for him?

“Sorry.” Maybe he should leave? Just curl up somewhere and hide until no one remembered him? Alex shrugged, hands moving to pull his hood closer to his neck, even if it didn’t do much to cover the hand print. He was just going to aloe it to be honest .  .  . “I don’t know.” Alex sighed, clearly frustrated with himself. A feeling that would last for years. “I don’t know. It was fucking stupid.” He said, more to himself than Aiden. Fucking white knight syndrome. You didn’t help people, that was rule one! Don’tcha know? “He was just yelling and backing her into a corner. I don’t know. It freaked me out and people can be disgusting.”

@red-eyes-minnie​​

#red-eyes-minnie #alex&aiden #tw injury #[thought I'd make a new post so it's easy to cut!] #[only the truth love <33] #[I've been doing good!] #[few minor annoyances the last few weeks] #[but nothing too bad] #[what about you?]

[wasabioverdrive]

Hi [yes am alive dispite what 4 months of inactivity May make u think] sooooo uuuu have some wasabi aus or somes were u change her and mustard as well and i have a question.its a thing i have for my "ruind recepies" au.bassicaly cr but its all medieval fantazy

Cookies that are alredy kinda medieval-ish like the knights or dragons stay the same.Cookies that are bare ass or just have no sspecific time periot theme like the brave gang,devil/angel,blueberry pie, and the such get a slight twick.And then cookies whos hold theme is science [aka aloe,cyborg,Bell pepper, and weed sauce grams] are hiven a full make over

And well i rememberd wasabs scraped vampire costume and that haved me a idea.what if she was "exeperimenting" with difrent types of jelly too see wich ones May help cooks live longer and heal em off there woons quiker and stuff.a cookie like vampire would be a test subject thas kinda of a mix bag of results.hes now lazzy to the point drinking tierds him out but he can float and turn into a vat and all.and well vampires are a class of undead and jelly walkers are zombies soooo who knows maybe she fucked around with purple jelly and created em or soms

this is really interesting! i like how even in a fully "medieval" setting wasabi cookierun is still experimenting like a little freak lol :) the jelly walkers actually being her own creation in this au is a fun idea, maybe she accidentally created them and as the outbreak spreads like. wasabi knows if she tells others she made the jelly walkers she's going to get Ye Olde Medievale Execution or whatever so she has to trick them into thinking its supernatural in origin like a punishment from the gods (like the infection from hollo w knight or some shit) or like a plague from beyond the stars (like how the jelly walker virus in cookie wars was originally from space) while she works on a cure?

but anyways au good keep thinking about it

#asks

[reblrths]

CLOSED STARTER | @bludline

it was fine, more than fine, until it wasn't. he tried to just -- walk out of the doors, until he couldn't. really, how could he manage to get himself locked inside the tribute center? he hadn't meant to stay -- it was all chance, really. one word from him and alo was putty, no resolve in his backbone though there never truly was anyway, a pattern that has gotten more and more frequent despite it being stupid and dangerous and alo was smarter than this, truly, he was, but -- but. it seemed that every single racing thought shut off the moment he stepped closer to alo, from a crowd of voices to radio silence within seconds.

it happened like it normally happened -- alo, freaking out about the interviews, the Mockingjay symbol, the outcries of the crowd, and percy -- steady, even, the calming presence that silenced it with nothing more than a few words. it's dangerous, someone having that sort of power over someone else -- especially aloysius, of all people. he turns around after giving the doors to the tribute center a few pulls, the doors rattling against his grip, and turns around to take in the scene before him, to try and understand. peacekeepers everywhere, tributes that should be in the arena, lounging around like it was no big deal. what the fuck?

an instant of nerves shoots through him -- are they trapped in here? is he trapped in here? oh no. oh no -- this could not possibly get worse. it suddenly feels suffocating, and he's three seconds away from pretending to faint until it feels like he might actually faint because of course -- of course -- percy comes striding through the elevator doors at that precise moment. alo catches his eye for about three seconds before he's ducking away, praying that he hadn't seen him, because he did not want to still be lurking around by the time percy came down. he isn't sure where he's going, just that it's a long hallway and he doesn't know where it ends -- he can only pray it was somewhere private, a balcony, a window, at least. alo finds a door and opens it, he starts looking for an open window now, maybe one he can climb out of, when the door behind him opens. he turns around and knows who it is just by their gait, but acts surprised nonetheless. he smiles a bit, small, tries to act like it's fine, but he shakes his head almost immediately because there is no way he can pretend he is fine. "the doors are locked," he says immediately, all his words coming out in one large breath, as if he's been holding in a secret for too long. "i -- i tried to leave. i tried. but it -- yeah, they're locked. the tributes are still here. what. is going on?" he asks, as if percy would know.

#percy | aloysius #threads | aloysius highbottom #what a fucking mess

[princesstillyenna]

Magic anonify the anon... 15 and 40 for the ask meme!

15. Do you have any houseplants? Do any of them have names? YES, I have an aloe vera called Herbert, he's a son of a friend's aloe vera who is called "Herbert's Mum" his siblings Lily (sadly deceased, she lived with Mini at her other house) and Herbert's Brother (who lives in my friend's bathroom) also exist. Herbert has MANY babies, most of whom I die, but currently I *think* we have Pansy, Daffodil and Rose. We like to name aloe veras after flowers in this house after mini when she was small started the trend with "Lily"... I named Herbert. He's a wonderful mother. Who will not fucking stop having babies. Mini named, all of the others. There is also the new addition to the family, Alice the Peace Lily. I REALLY wanted Alice to be called Vera, because Lily the Aloe Vera and Vera the Peace Lily was perfect, but I was outvoted, and she's called Alice, and every time you say her name you have to go "Alice, Alice, who the FUCK is Alice?" Really loudly, because uh, that's how we roll in my house. There was a spider plant. It had no name because spider plants freak me out because they bud from the ends of their fronds and that is badwrongdon'tlike and that got swapped out for Alice. That's gone to live with a friend who doesn't hate it. 40. What’s your favorite kind of tree? One with a fork low enough down that you can get a foothold in it even if you aren't very good at climbing trees. Or one with a HOUSE in it. Treehouses fucking rock. Who thought of that, I love them. Got a tree, gonna put a HOUSE IN IT. I do not know tree types. Sorry. But yes, a suitable climbing tree would be my fave, esp if it was one that was super easy to climb. Also fond of apple trees for scrumping reasons ;)

[honeyblair]

How Yuuri Katsuki's Narration Keeps His Relationships from the Viewer's Prying Eyes

If you've watched Yuri!!! on ICE, you know that Yuuri Katsuki is the definition of an unreliable narrator. We view the events of the show through his eyes; his filtered eyes. He chooses what is important and what we, the viewer, get to experience. This ranges from character interactions, events, general information, and thoughts and feelings. Yuuri, like the introverted and private person he is, doesn't let the viewer into his mind often. Most of the information we learn is from other characters, like when Yuuko tells Victor (and subsequently the viewer) that Yuuri is an anxious guy, or when Victor is the one to let the viewer know that Yuuri Katsuki is perceived as a flirt on the ice through his internal dialogue. Though all of these things are inferable, it means much more when side characters need to tell the viewer things about the main protagonist rather than the protagonist themself.

Yuuri doesn't like to let us in, and that's okay! It fits with his character well and while I would KILL to get a glimpse into his mindset or true thoughts once in a while, I understand that the show would have settled differently in the viewer. But one can still think, and so I thought...

I was rewatching the show yesterday and I came across these two scenes: The podium at the Cup of China from episode 7 and Phichit's selfie with the podium gang from episode 10.

In episode 7, we only get a quick glimpse at the medaling ceremony, cut to an interview that is pretty much all Victor, switch over to Yurio, and then bam the episode's over. In episode 10, we only get to see this photo because Victor is discussing Phichit and his interests, which include photography.

Even the selfie with all of the Cup of China skaters and the coaches. We only see this because Victor felt this was important and wanted to show the viewer!

These three photos are intertwined and so very related, but the fact that we only got to see the selfies because Victor took the narrator role kills me.

So, what does this tell us? That Yuuri didn't think these moments were important enough to tell the viewer about. He decided to filter these moments out because, why? We don't know.

This got me thinking: how many other things have we missed out on because Yuuri decided to filter them out? How many interactions or events have we missed because Yuuri prioritized them less than others? How much are we missing?

(In theory, this is probably just due to time constraints with the show and only including the most important moments, but I have some thoughts and I'm gonna run with this.)

To show just how much information was lost to the viewer, I'll be using the progression of Victor and Yuuri's relationship as my example.

As we all know, Yuuri was deathly afraid of Victor's touch or attention or any sort of presence at the very beginning of the show. Which is understandable! If my idol showed up at my house naked and insisted to coach me while I was recovering from my lowest I would freak the fuck out too.

But over the course of episodes 1 to 4, we get to see their relationship develop. Yuuri starts to relax, Victor starts to learn Yuuri's boundaries, the two learn how to act around each other and slowly, their relationship starts to grow into something more comfortable than it was before.

Episodes 1 to 4 are relatively close in date, probably over the course of... two months? So April to June, roughly. That's fine! We get to see the development progress as there aren't many jumps in time.

So, Yuuri seemed to value this time a lot. He felt the need to show the viewer these interactions with Victor, like the scene where he fakes a leg cramp or when Victor takes him to the beach, expecting a harsh scolding, but is met with support and love. These moments obviously meant a lot to Yuuri as it's the period when Victor goes from simply an idol and god that he worships to someone who is apart of his life, though no label for what role he plays yet aside from coach.

Then, episode five comes along and we see some physical touch and some more open body language from Yuuri. Assuming that this episode takes place in August/September, it's been a few months since we've last seen Yuuri and Victor. And you can tell.

Yuuri shows some more confidence, but it's not what Victor is used to (or the viewer, for that matter.) He's taken aback, has to learn this new persona Yuuri puts on for competition. Yuuri shows this to us because this is the first time since Victor's arrival that he needs to adjust to Yuuri's switch in personality.

But the real question is HOW in the name of fucking christ did we go from this:

to this:

in two fucking episodes?

There's only one explanation: Yuuri and Victor grew and we, the viewer, didn't get to see it. For the next four episodes (from the Cup of China through the Rostelecom Cup,) Yuuri was focused on skating rather than his interpersonal relationships that took the backseat during this period.

One thing that I've seen critics of the show complain about is the repetitive nature of skating competitions. Yes, that's true! The skating world can be repetitive to someone who doesn't have as much passion compared to someone who is looking to see how skater's grow. But this, this right here, is our number one piece of evidence. This is what completely supports the idea that Yuuri chose to prioritize other skater's and their routines over his own relationships.

Yuuri is hyperfocused on the competition. Who he needs to look out for, what skills these other skaters bring to the table, who's is a worthy challenge, what story each skater is telling, and it all ties back to how he needs to square up for his performances and what he needs to prove on the ice. In China, he feels he needs to prove his worth and growth. In Russia, it's his skill and fierceness in a rival country. In Barcelona, it's his dedication to skating and his love for Victor. He needed to analyze the competition to understand himself in the midst of the chaos. So, everything else takes the backseat in his narration.

In the first few minutes of episode 6, we see that Yuuri has become comfortable with Victor's touch. He doesn't shy away and seems to be at ease around Victor. Though he wasn't necessarily afraid of his touch in episode 5, there's a noticeable difference. There's no in-show mention of this. No acknowledgement. No direct hint to something happening between this episode and the last. All we know is that this is how they act now and Yuuri's head is focus on skating and only skating. What happened in between these episodes to allow for this growth? We have no idea. And that sucks major ass because I want to fucking know.

Even the kiss scene at the end of episode 7... What happened after that? How did Yuuri and Victor act after it happened? As I stated earlier, we see the brief medaling ceremony and interview, but that's IT. Yuuri decided to give us the big moment in his relationship that, at that moment, overshadowed the competition he was prioritizing. But after that? It's back to competition. Does he refuse to share the out of competition moments because it's not as important as skating in the moment or is he just genuinely a private person? Why, why does Yuuri choose not to show us his and Victor's growth?

Maybe he's deflecting. Maybe Yuuri is showing us the competition instead of letting us into his head because he's trying to avoid it. He doesn't want to let us in, see his weaknesses. He isn't willing to be vulnerable in such a high-stakes situation. If he let the viewer in, he would have to acknowledge his own anxiety, fear, feelings, emotions... So, he just doesn't. Yuuri's brain is a complicated, anxious mess of thoughts and he isn't ready to sort that out yet.

The only time we get any raw, honest, and completely unfiltered internal dialogue from Yuuri at this point in the show is while he's skating. Here, he can use his skating to sift through his head and digest his emotions with a proper outlet. This is when he lets us in. It's usually not much (expect when we get to episode 12) but it still shows us that off the ice, he's afraid of... himself.

So far, we have two reasons: he's focused on the competition more than his relationships and he doesn't want to confront his own thoughts in his head.

From a show-runner standpoint, you can argue that the staff left gaps in his narration because they wanted to keep Yuuri and Victor's relationship ambiguous. Or that Yuri!!! on ICE is a sports anime with a romantic subplot, not the other way around. But from the perspective of a writer, it's so incredibly deliberate. There are intentional gaps between episodes to leave us wondering what happened in between each. What were Yuuri and Victor up to? What territory has their relationship explored that we didn't have the opportunity of viewing?

Now, from episode 7 to 8, we get a little more growth. Though episode 8 is mostly focused on Yurio, we know that Yuuri is getting bolder with Victor, he's asserting himself on and off the ice. He's more comfortable, more secure with their dynamic. We can infer that their relationship maintains this level outside of competition, so what is it like? How do they act? Are they professional yet flirty? Or are they just straight up lovers and we the viewer just aren't aware of it? After episode 7, assuming that they never talked about the kiss would be foolish. Their relationship HAD to have changed because of it and they both had to acknowledged it. It's just so incredibly frustrating that we have no idea what's going on behind the scenes.

The two even act differently around Yurio, as if all three have had some sort of off-screen growth. Yuuri and Victor wouldn't be acting like proud parents if the last time they had spoken to him (or about him) was the Onsen on Ice event.

The event that really got me thinking about Yuuri's narration style is the airport scene at the end of episode 9. They run to each other, embrace each other, and proclaim their dedication to each other with such passion and vulnerability that it's practically like "lovers" are written on their foreheads.

This is one of the few scenes in this point of the show that's away from competition while Yuuri is in control of the narration. He felt this was an important enough moment that it equaled the amount of priority he put on competitions. To Yuuri, this reunion was critical to his relationship with Victor. This was a moment where things changed. This was the moment when he let himself accept that Victor cares about him and values him. When Victor said that his proclamation sounded like a marriage proposal, Yuuri didn't back away or retreat, he embraced the statement. And when Victor says he hopes he never retires, that's when it clicks. We don't hear it from Yuuri though; we see it through his body language and interactions. Yuuri doesn't once tell the viewer anything outside of this interaction about his true feelings or thoughts. It's almost as if he's presenting this to us saying "This is all I'm willing to share, so take it as you will."

Now, we get to episode 10. This is the only episode that Victor narrates almost completely by himself. This episode, in comparison to the ones Yuuri has narrated, is completely different. Victor's narration style consists of breaking down each character's personality, their interests, their lives... Yuuri's narration style is the complete opposite. We have to fish for those pieces of information from other characters.

Victor gives us what we've been craving for 10 episodes on a silver platter. We get information about side characters, a little about himself (though he tends to avoid getting too personal... I could talk about this in another post), but he gives us his thoughts and feelings about Yuuri without hesitation. What does this tell us? Yuuri is who he is prioritizing. It's not just because he's a coach and Yuuri is his student, oh no, it's more than that. Though, how much more is unknown. All we know is that Victor is choosing to show us this non-competitive time and it's worthy to show the viewer in his eyes. If Yuuri was the one narrating, I'm not totally confident that he would show us what Victor did. There have definitely been important moves in their relationship that he hasn't shown us (basically anything outside of competition), so why would this be an exception?

The shopping trip, the lost bag of nuts, the walk through the Christmas market, the ring exchange, the dinner later that night, even the end credits with Yuuri's banquet shenanigans... These things are close to Victor's heart. These are some of the only times we see Yuuri in such a vulnerable state. Yuuri guards himself by limiting our experience to competition, while Victor wants us to see the Yuuri he knows and loves outside of competition stress.

After this episode, we're back to competition. And we're thrown into it really fucking fast. Why? Maybe Yuuri is caught up in the pressure of being at another Final, hoping not to screw it up. Or maybe he's trying not to think about how he proposed to Victor (who proposed back) and tried to cover it up with a big no homo by claiming that a golden ring is a "good luck charm" to "help him do well in the final." Uh. I'm leaning towards the latter. All he talks about during his short program monologue in episode 11 is his technical abilities rather than his feelings. It shows just how caught up in the competition he is and it reflects in his short program score.

BUT! One flashback we get while Yuuri is out skating Eros is the scene where he convinced Victor to swap in a quad flip in his short program. This scene gives us insight into his current internal dialogue, but this is also just another prime example of how Yuuri and Victor's relationship has progressed. As coach and student, Yuuri's learned how to defend his decisions and Victor has trust in his student. As friends (or potential lovers), they're physical with each other now. It's comfortable, natural, welcomed. Yuuri isn't afraid anymore and he's welcoming Victor in without hesitation. They're practically one step away from a kiss with how close they are, literally.

This is what we've been starved of. This is the kind of development we know is there, just haven't been given the privilege to witness. There's more going on than what's on the surface. The viewer isn't allowed to know what their relationships means to them personally. We only get the outsider's perspective.

After this brief flashback, we're back to skating. Back to Yuuri worrying only about scores and points and losing himself in the pressure of performing. The lackluster score gets to Yuuri's head. At this point, he's not letting the viewer into his thoughts, but we see his reactions to his surroundings. He's fearing the worst, he's overanalyzing those around him. He's sitting in the stands watching the other skaters thinking about not himself, but Victor. How he's holding Victor back, how he's not worth Victor's time... Victor belongs on the ice and Yuuri assumes that he took that away from him. So, like he alluded to in episode 9, he feels he needs to give him back to the sport. But yet again, we don't hear this from him just yet! His body languages does all of the talking. We have to sit through the competition that's at the top of his priority list while his anxiety about Victor creeps up to the top too.

Back in their hotel room, he drops the bomb and says that they should end "this" after the GPF ("this" being their coaching relationship but it could probably be taken as romantic as well (another reason why I think there's more going on!!)). This is the first time Yuuri's vocalized these feelings or thoughts out loud, let alone internally to the audience. He expresses his feelings as if he's freeing Victor from some sort of chain, that chain being Yuuri himself. Yuuri's willing to retire and give up his career to let Victor have his back, complying with his wish for Victor to stay with him until he retires. If he retires, he's free. Yuuri's walking a narrow bridge between selfishness and martyrdom. We the viewer understand both sides, but Victor only sees the selfishness.

Cue episode 12, a fight begins, Victor pushes back, aaaaaand that's all we get. Yuuri shuts it down as soon as it gets painful, emotional, too much to handle. He lets the viewer in as if to say "Right now, my priority is not the competition but Victor. I'm going to make a move and let you watch." but when it goes south, "This is not how this was supposed to go. I'm in over my head. I don't want to think about it. I'm too vulnerable like this." And so, we don't get to see the rest of the fight and Yuuri gives us the gist in a short internal monologue. He takes a gamble by letting the viewer into this moment; he's secure in decision and thinks that this could be a turning point. And when it backfires, he retreats back to his regular narration style of all competition and nothing else.

We know that Yuuri is still thinking about he night before as the memory of the airport reunion makes it to the viewer. He's thinking about the gold medal he has the possibility of getting, but he's also thinking about the relationship he kinda just ended. But he knows enough to suppress that for the sake of his skating right now.

When Yuuri gets on the ice for his free skate, despite everything that's happened, Victor gives him love. He wants Yuuri to succeed and he wants him to know that no, he's not a burden and he didn't take him from the ice. Like the moment in the airport, this is when it clicks. Yuuri realizes that Victor doesn't see him as a burden or just a student. He's an equal. He recognizes Yuuri's potential and wants to draw it out of him. And he also realizes that he doesn't just care about him; he loves him. And yet again, Yuuri doesn't need to say it. We see it on his face and in his actions. All he gives us is, "Right. I know what my goal is." To get that gold or to prove your love back? It's up to our interpretation.

While skating, Yuuri just fucking lets it all out. He admits to himself and the audience what Victor really means to him and what he really wants. He wants Victor. He wants to keep skating. But he's cornered himself by deciding that he can't have both. He still feels guilty for keeping him from competitive skating and is putting every thought, emotion, feeling, and ounce of determination into his performance to prove himself worthy of Victor's time. And that's what he does. He skates his appreciation, his dedication, his passion, and his love for the man who brought out the best in him.

Yuuri tells us he doesn't want to go to the kiss and cry, he doesn't want this to end. And when we learn that he's broken the WR, silence. Nothing. Why? It's not his priority. Victor is. When he learns that Victor's returning, he's elated! He's happy that Victor is returning to what he loves. He feels like he's done his part. Now, he can sit back and relax, but not until Victor disappears and Yuuri is left to digest the situation on his own during Otabek's skate.

After this, he's almost completely silent except for a few moments during Yurio's skate. He's still processing the situation but also watching his gold medal slip out from under his fingers. Yuuri more fixated on Yurio than himself right now, diverting us to the skater who's fueling his thoughts rather than the thoughts themselves. And through his stake and the medaling ceremony, we're shut out. Who knows what he's thinking then? About how he couldn't win a gold medal for Victor? How he put out his very best only for it to not be enough? How he wasn't able to prove he's worth Victor's time in the end?

After the ceremony when Yuuri presents his silver to Victor, he chose to show us this moment. He could have skipped over it like the majority of the medaling ceremony but this, this, THIS.... This is when it all changes. This is the turning point. This is when Yuuri realizes and vocalizes what both he and Victor want. To skate together. They know it, both individually and now together. We the viewer only get to learn that now. Yuuri has kept us at arms length for so long and now we're being let in, slowly but surely. In this moment he's vulnerable, arguably the most vulnerable we've seen him yet, and he lets us in even if it's just for a little while. Out of the select moments he let us view, this was one of them. It was the end of the beginning. The start to his future.

And then there's the exhibition. Call this fan service all you want but when I tell you, when I tell you, this is what makes up for all the gaps in narration from previous episodes. We missed months of interactions, development, growth... We could only wonder what had happened during that time and what would show for it. Well, here you go. Every ounce of love either of them can offer is poured into their exhibition skate. We get to see the product of the missed content. And what is the product? A pair skate that cries raw, pure love. We know it's been in the works, away from our prying eyes. This routine is the personification of their relationship. We don't get to see the inside details, the cute interactions, the milestones they achieve outside of competitions, but we get to see Yuuri and Victor skate their routine together. This routine that was designed to be seen. This is the clearest view we get into their relationship from the outsider's perspective. Yuuri maintains the privacy of his narration style by showing us that in that moment, skating with Victor was his priority. He only cares about being on the ice. Nothing else matters. After giving us crumbs for so long, he gave the viewer (and the rest of the world inside the show), a loaf.

At this point, Yuuri has gone from fearing Victor to craving him. And while it took him a while for him to admit it to us and himself, it's out in the open now. From the start to the end, Yuuri maintained a strict boundary that kept his relationship with Victor away from the audience. Skating took top priority; analyzing his competitors, working through his programs, learning how to improve and how to prove himself. Sometimes he let it peak through and we got a glimpse of something that was reserved for him and Victor only. But generally, Yuuri's narration kept us at an arms length. And while that frustrates me that their relationship is left with so many gaps and missing pieces, it doesn't hurt their relationships's integrity. It strengthens it. We get to see the result of all of that work and growth and while sometimes context is nice, we get to interpret how we got there. It's up to the viewer to decide what steps were taken to end in an engagement, a silver medal, and a romantic pair skate, not to mention Yuuri's move to Russia.

If and when Ice Adolescence decides to grace us with its presence, I hope they touch on the current state of Victor and Yuuri. I don't need all the details (as Yuuri would most definitely prefer to keep most private) but if Victor is narrating, give us some of that episode 10 juiciness. Gimme some growth, development, interactions, I literally don't care. Just something that can satisfy this craving I have for the experiences we missed out on. Yuuri's unreliable narration left us with gaps, and it would be only fitting for Victor's to fill the holes.

But to wrap up this hell of a rant/essay/whatever the fuck this is: Yuuri Katsuki is private. He doesn't like show admit things to us or himself and he's selective when it comes to his priorities. Over the course of the show, we see his priorities shifting from primarily skating to skating and his relationship with Victor becoming equal.

He leaves so much up for interpretation and has a tendency to suppress himself in competitive environments, leaving the viewer with all skating and little to no, well, Yuuri. The growth his relationship with Victor undergoes is significant, yet Yuuri keeps us at arms length and doesn't let us see it up close. It takes until his relationship is practically falling apart for him to let his walls down and give us a little sliver of their real dynamic. Their real feelings, emotions, actions, personalities...

Even then, it still isn't much. But it's there, it's real, it's unfiltered, it's raw, it's pure, and i'll be damned if it isn't love.

#yuri on ice #yoi #yuri!!! on ice #yuuri katsuki #katsuki yuuri #yuri katsuki #victor nikiforov #viktor nikiforov #victuuri #viktuuri #ive been thinking about this for ages but yesterday i decided i had to sit down and write it #sorry if this makes no sense lol #please let me know if you have similar thoughts or just want to share!! #:)

[angstyx]

Because Fundy doesn't get that much love (HE DESERVES MORE LOVE!!) Would you be able to do a headcannon for irl Fundy from friends to lovers?

Fundy definitely deserves more love! And of course, I always loved the ol’ friends to lovers idea :D

Friends to Lovers HCs

CC!Fundy x Reader

TW: cursing

Requested?: [Yes] [No]

Note: this is super late sorry :')

also if you want me to do friends to lovers HCs for others as well, feel free to request it to me! ^^

Masterlist // Rules for Requesting

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You two would've been childhood friends

Visiting each other every other day if not every day, playing with each other during recess, eating lunch together, etc

But as you two got older, feelings started to change

Fundy started to get nervous around you, his face turning a shade of red whenever you spoke to him

And you being naive and young, you didn’t give it a single thought

The more you two got older, the closer you got and the more his feeling for you grew

You used to hold his hand when you were younger and swing them but as you two got older and continued to do so, it started to feel less platonic

The sided glances Fundy gave you, how his red turned red whenever you were close to him, his stuttering when your attention was on him, it made you suspect something

Yeah Fundy definitely got a crush on you

It took a while for him to figure it out that he likes you but when he did, he got way more nervous

What if his crush on you would ruin you two’s friendship?

What if you didn’t like him back?

What if he told you his feelings for you and you say you like one of his friends instead?

Yeah, you weren’t doing that good either

Like Fundy, you finally figured out that you liked him and you were freaking out

Both of you two would be too nervous to confess, scared of rejection and embarrassment

scared of ruining you two's great friendship

but of course all you and fundy's friends would try to get you two together since it was plainly obvious that you two liked each other

it was painful for them to watch you and fundy act like you two were just "best friends"

but finally, either you or fundy confessed nervously to the other and well the rest is history

extra lil scenario/drabble :)

"Do you want me to hold that for you, y/n?" Your boyfriend reaches his hand out to you. "You're already holding alo-"

"No no, its fine! I can hol-" "I don't mind helpin-" You shake your head, stubbornly. "Like I said, don't worr-"

"JUST GET MARRIED ALREADY, LOVE BIRDS!" One of your friends shouted behind you two.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

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[writingsoy]

different mcyts with a child

includes dream, sapnap, wilbur, nihachu, (part two will have punz, jack manifold, fundy,and george)

dream

overview // dream is a single dad, swearing, you are 3-4 ish.

i think he would be a very good parent to you.

he’d have around 1-2 kids, if the other parent can’t give birth, he will adopt. (the other parent broke up with him alos so…)

there is no fucking doubt, he WILL spoil you.

he needs to stream every six months 🙄

his kids are too young to understand what his job is and what he is doing.

dream had no idea that you were coming in and didn’t mute

“can i have a sandwish plwease?”

chat is so confused on why they hear a child’s voice.

george talks to chat like ‘uh ok’ ‘what know’

some people are having fun with it

‘why tf is patches talking’

‘y’all what if it’s a child kidnapper and he’s being kidnapped (/j)’

he’s trying his hardest to get you out and wait but you wanted that mf sandwich rn‼️

“bye guys i need to go make a sandwich for my kid”

he ended stream so fast so he could avoid questions

overall, dream would be a nice dad.

sapnap

overview // sapnaps your dad, you have a parent and you are adopted. also i kinda trauma dumped?? not sure.

he would (accidentally) reveal you at like age 10 (year 6 / grade 5),

you walked in asking for homework help

“hey dad? i can’t seem to get this math problem (when i was in fifth grade i would start crying because of homework. it was fucking hard.), can you help me?”

he would try to do it later but you wanted to complete it with out having to think about it again that evening.

oh yeah he’s muted,

chat is freaking out, and they are joking around, like dreams chat.

‘YO WHAT IF THE CHILD STABS HIM’

‘prediction: they will spilt the paper in half and eat it’

’stfu he will eat the paper fully’

he helped you finsh it,

’oh kmao that’s my kid’

ngl i’d think he’s a dilf. (so is my pe teacher but we aren’t going into that.)

wilbur

overview // hes nice father.

he is so nice! and he will definitely spoil you.

like let’s say that he’s in a vlog with benth trio.

and uhh you tagged along and you said something in the background

oh yeah ur like a teen (14 - 15)

and like you were never shown but the comments where asking what the voice was

‘wills girlfriend’

↳ ‘no she sounds younger sister’

↳ ‘fuck no, sugar baby’

he got asked about it on stream, ‘who was talking the the background of the newest vlog? it was my kid’

chat asked to see you and he said sure

‘chat be nice’ he showed you to chat

‘ this is y/n’

chat loved you wanted you to start streaming or open a twitter.

nihachu

overview // she’s an amazing mom

let’s say that like your me and you make your mother food.

and uhh you brought her food.

i was eight when i started cooking but your older like 10 or 13

and uhh let’s say you just walked in

“oh! hello there!”

“ hello mom- oh your streaming i’m sorry”

“ it’s fine, don’t worry! thank you for making this!”

“ mhm!”

chat is yknow, making the normal (sfw) comments

‘you never said you had a kid!’

‘ what’s their name?’

‘ a child!!’

she said they may see more content of you soon.

i really liked writing this. let me know if you like this

#mcyt x platonic reader #child reader #dream x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #sapnap x reader #wilbur x reader #niki x reader #platonic

[primusdemoniccreatrix]

Sinclair Brothers Try Waxing

This is me procrastinating from schoolwork by watching funny reaction vids. I legit died of asphyxiation trying to imagine this and HAD to write some headcannons. I might write a oneshot.

(While working on this I tried to add a gif and it fucking DELETED IT now I'm an hour behind schedule fuck you Tumblr)

House Of Wax Sinclair Bros. X GN Reader (Platonic or Romantic)

Lester Sinclair:

Curious. Has heard of ladies doing it and sees ads for it on TV, so when he sees you doing that, he wonders what it's like.

He'll be initially excited to try it out but will feel apprehensive once you set the patch on him. It really grips.

Will cry out.

He takes it pretty well, feels pained and whimpers a bit but he does overcome it. Takes it like a champ. Just needs some company while he complains about it.

Will ask if you have anything to soothe it.

Will run his hands over the patch and marvel at the smooth skin, even though he's hurt.

Will let out a few tears, it hurts like HELL for something that just happened. He'll breathe through it, would really appreciate some company.

Will probably want to hold your hand.

Achievement unlocked: newfound respect for you and everyone that waxes.

He's really appreciate if you pat his back or praised him for withstanding it. Please give him some serotonin to brighten his day and heal faster.

Vincent Sinclair:

Familiar. Having worked with wax so much, there have been times he pulled it out of his own body hair and ended up getting no hair in patches on his arms so he'd end up smoother than a baby dolphin on his arms cause he didn't want them to be uneven.

He's waxed the hair off several targets and even while sedated they still groaned, he still grimaces as the thinks on it afterwards.

Will sigh as he knows what's coming but braces himself. He can do this, he did it before. He's used to this by now he's lying it still hurts

Problem: this isn't the same wax. This is far more adhesive.

Will shake and hiss in pain. Waves his arms about to let the cool air soothe it. Will pace about.

Goes upstairs, grabs something cold to soothe his skin, then stays in the basement for a while. One of the few times he does not stray from plan, regardless if there's other people on the upper floors or Bo needs him to do something.

He lays in bed for a while to recuperate from the pain that is just material karma. Ouch.

Will appreciate a kiss on the hand more now that he can feel it against the bare skin. Please give him a kiss on the hand, it makes him heal faster. Must be magic.

Bo Sinclair:

Incredulous Heathen. You're pulling out some hair, it can't hurt bad.

NOPE.

Ambrose News: Bo Sinclair dead by waxing which pulled his skin off

What he said first? It's written in quotations with the exact date and time, carved into stone.

Will curl into a ball and curse under his breath. RIP Bo Sinclair

Would appreciate if you held his hand. But if you comment on it, he will rip it out of your hold and that is not a threat, it's a promise.

Will cuss you out; he doesn't mean most of it though; please be patient with him the man is having a tragic epiphany.

Please have aloe vera or something cool to put on it handy.

Will not cry but will definitely tear up.

Dresses/Accessorizes to hide the part that is waxed. He feels a little unmanly. Will definitely freak out at the hair on the wax. ALL THAT?!

Would be very glad once it grows back. Never again doing that.

Will tease you about waxing in the future but it'll be a lot more tame. After having experienced it he has a new respect for you; you're one tough cookie, and he can appreciate the fact.

Would really appreciate if you comforted him, it'd mean a whole lot to him if you did.

#house of wax #sinclair #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair #lester sinclair #slashers #waxing #this was all because of a meme #meme #funny #tasfiawrites #day in the life #these poor dudes #bo is DeadTM