#in some dumb work accident 🥺

[toughtink]

got caught up on spy x family manga and 😱😱😱 it gave me my favorite feelings to get from identity shenanigans i’m so excited for whatever comes next!!! that spyx sure can family!

spoilers in tags

#spy x family #sxf manga #twilight!! and yuri!!! face to face!!!!!! #HE FUCKING HESITATED #I JUST KNOW HE’S DOING THE MATH LIKE #if i kill yuri here it’d sure make my job easier #EXCEPT THE PART WHERE MY WIFE WILL BE SAD AND I’LL FEEL BAD ABOUT IT FOREVER #what if he just slightly injures him to incapacitate him #and then he ends up with yuri briar living on his couch while yor nurses him back to health because her poor baby brother got hurt #in some dumb work accident 🥺 #and twilight’s like Of Course this is my life Of Course #or maybe they’ll go the less funny route of yuri seriously injuring loid #who then has to make it out of there without dying #mmmmm idk

[forever-rogue]

Hey honey thank you for writing for Eddie! Can I request a drabble?

Eddie and the reader she's blind he is super protective, since they day they met. They are in a relationship and they are having a day together in his trailer or the lake. She is playing with his hair softly and he tells her he is totally in love with her since the day he saw her. They kiss and she whispers against his lips.. "Why do you love me?" He smiles and says "Because you are the only person that sees real me"

I been dreaming about this for the longest time... 🥺 Let me know what you think ❤️

AN | I had a lot of inspo and a lot of softness for this, so I hope you all enjoy! Is there anything better than Eddie and softness? 🥰

Warnings | None

Pairing | Eddie x (blind)Fem!Reader 

Word Count | 2k

Masterlist | Main, Eddie

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

He grumbled under his breath, a string of incoherent syllables and halfhearted curses, as he tramped back to his locker. He thought he’d grabbed everything he needed for that stupid tutoring session he was required to go, but apparently hadn’t remember his notebook or textbook. A waste of time, he thought to himself, but at the same time, he was determined to finally graduate. This was his year. So if he had to do some dumb extra stuff, he was going to do it. Even if he did complain the whole time.

But before he could go back to the library, he heard something that piqued his interest. The sound of soft piano music flooded the hallway around the band room and stopped him dead in his tracks. He poked his head into the room and took a quick look and saw you sitting at the aging piano. Your back was to him and he wondered if you’d heard him; if you did, you gave no indication. 

He listened for a few bars before you sighed heavily and slammed your fingers down on the keys. He completely understood frustration when it came to music and didn’t blame you. He hadn’t recognized the piece you were playing and wondered if you’d composed it. Unable to stop himself, he came closer, “not sure what comes next?”

You startled slightly at the bench before slowly turning around to face him. Eddie didn't know what to expect when turned around but he was…pleasantly surprised. You had a pretty face, one of the prettiest he’d seen if he was being honest, but he hadn’t expected you to be…so…well, blind. 

The corner of your mouth tugged up into a small smile as you relaxed. You closed the lid of the piano before shrugging your shoulders, “you could say that. It’s something I’ve been working on for a while but I just can’t figure out how to end it. That’s always the worst part for me. Do you play?”

“Not piano,” he admitted with a small laugh as he stepped closer, unsure of exactly what to say or do, his nerves getting the better of him, “guitar. I’m in a band actually -  we do some covers but a lot of original stuff and sometimes it sucks to come up with transitions.”

“Oh yeah, you totally understand,” you slowly stood up before taking a few steps closer to him, holding out your hand confidently towards him. He hesitated for just a moment before taking your hand in his and giving it a light squeeze. You couldn’t help but laugh, “limp fish! You can shake my hand harder, I’m blind, I don’t bite.”

“Oh, I-ugh, I’m-”

“You don’t have to pretend not to have noticed,” you promised softly, “it’s hard not to. I guess I’ll get some of the typical questions out of the way. I know…you probably wouldn’t pry, but I’d be curious too if it was the other way around. I wasn’t born blind, there was an accident a few years ago and it didn’t end well for me and I lost my vision, which is always why my eyes look like this and not what you’d normally expect of a blind person. Yes, my hearing has improved, but no it’s not super hero status. I can get around on my own well once I’ve mentally mapped out a place, but sometimes a cane can help. I’ve already spent plenty of time feeling sorry for myself and I’ve gotten over that. I’m still a normal average person. And yes, I’m a senior and I’m new here.”

“Wow,” he couldn’t help but laugh, the beaming smile on your face letting him know that he hadn’t overstepped any boundaries. You gave him a small little mock bow before laughing too, “that was impressive. And I think that definitely answers all of the burning questions for now. I’m Eddie, by the way. Eddie Munson.”

“Eddie,” you repeated, smiling to yourself at the name. You liked it, you liked the sound of his voice. You were pretty sure he was handsome, but you definitely knew that he was kind. You gave him yourself, and listened to him repeat, which sent a pleasant shiver down your spine, “it’s nice to meet you.”

“It’s-”

“Munson!” he heard the shout of his name from down the hall and groaned. He’d completely forgotten about the fact that he was in the middle of a tutoring session. 

“Fuck,” you laughed lightly at the exasperated tone in his voice, “I forgot about that. Tutoring. I gotta go before she kills me. I…it was nice to meet you. I hope I see you around. Wait - no, I didn’t-”

“Relax,” you reached over and gave his arm a gentle squeeze, “I know what you meant. I hope I get to see you around too, Eddie Munson.”

He murmured a few last goodbyes before he ran out of the room and you could hear his sneakers squeaking on the floor. Despite the annoyance of having to stay after school and do work, he was…exhilarated. He hadn’t met someone that fascinated him as much as you in a long time if ever. He was ready to make any excuse to see you again. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

“What color is your hair?” your question came along with the soft chirping of the spring birds as the two of you laid next to each other in the soft, fresh grass of the meadow that he’d stumbled upon. It had been a secret place for him for a long time; you were the first person that he’d brought here. He rolled onto his side and studied you intently as you played with a soft wildflower that you’d picked, “I think it’s brown. But like…a soft brown that gets lighter in the summer and darker in the winter. And curly, but not too curly. Am I…am I right?”

“Yes,” he let out a surprised little breath as he watched your smile grow, “you’re right.”

“Brown eyes?”

“Brown eyes.”

“I like brown eyes,” you sighed contently, “I think they’re underrated. No wonder you’ve got them…you’re underrated too.”

“And just how am I underrated?” he shuffled closer to you, leaving little distance between your bodies, “I did tell you early on that I’m the town freak and by associating with me you’ve doomed your entire societal status. If you know, the opinion of a bunch of lint lickers matters to you.”

“People think I’m a freak too,” you reminded him with a laugh, “I don’t know if its intentional but a lot of time people still just…they try to beat around the fact that I’m blind and that just makes it worse. I’m still a person, still the same as I’ve always been. But you, Eddie Munson, are a kind, wonderful soul that people are missing out on. If only people took the time to get to know the real you…they’d be hooked too. But in some ways, I’m glad they don’t.”

“And why is that?”

“That means I - we - the people that do matter - get you all to ourselves,” you explained as though it was the most obvious thing in the world, “that’s a good thing for us. The rest of them could never be deserving of you.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere,” for a moment he was glad you couldn’t see him, couldn’t see the warm, pink flush that colored his cheeks as he tried to still his racing heart. 

“Flattery will get me everywhere,” you cheekily stuck out your tongue at him, “can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

“May I…can I touch your face?” you felt shy asking, turning your face away so you hopefully wouldn’t give away all of your emotions. Eddie Munson had been a startling surprise in your life, but he’d wormed his way into your heart effortlessly and easily. 

Instead of saying anything, Eddie gently reached for your hand, his rough, calloused fingertips a sharp contrast to your own. He liked your softness, your gentleness. He brought your hand to his face, setting it on his cheek. He watched your smile grow as you slowly traced your fingertips over his skin, mapping out each little detail to commit to memory. You stopped when you reached his lips, letting your fingers dance around them. You didn’t often miss getting to see, having made your peace with your circumstances a long time ago. But for once, you did wish you could look upon Eddie and see him as he really was. You were sure that the image you conjured up was nowhere near the real thing, but even if it was close, you were sure he was beautiful.

“Well?” he whispered after a few moments of silence, “as bad as you thought?”

“You’re beautiful, Eddie Munson,” you promised, ready to pull your hand back, but he quickly stopped you, his fingers delicately wrapping around your wrist. You made a small sound of surprise as he pressed a kiss to the back of your hand, “Eddie?”

“I…you’re beautiful too,” he whispered gently, almost as if he was too shy for you to fully hear it. The way your face lit up with happiness was enough to make his heart almost stop, “can I kiss you?”

“Yes,” you nodded softly, “please.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You sat next to Eddie, your knees touching as you both munched down some s’mores he had made. The day was slowly bleeding into night, the shimmering water of Lover’s Lake making it much cooler than anywhere else. It had been a hot summer day and you’d decided that a dip in the lake was much needed. You felt him gently take your jaw in his hand, turning your face towards as he dragged his thumb along your bottom lip, “you had little something there, sugar.”

“Did I?” you teased, “or are you just looking for an excuse to touch me?”

“Do I even need an excuse?”

“Nope,” you moved towards him and he quickly took the hint and pulled you into his lap. His hands found purchase on your hips as you put yours on his shoulders and leaned in to kiss him. It was a sweet, slow thing, and when you pulled back you nudged his nose with yours. You could feel him smiling against your lips, a small sigh escaping him when you played with a few locks of long waves. You could feel his heart beating rapidly under the palm of your hand that was resting on his chest, and his breathing was stunted, “Eds? What’s wrong?”

“I think I love you,” he stammered it out before he could think about it and stop himself. He heard you inhale softly before a small sound of surprise reached his ears.

“You think?” you were laughing, the sound going straight to his heart.

“I know,” he corrected as you took his face in your hands, brushing your thumbs over the apples of his cheeks. He could see the corners of your mouth ticking up as you placed a kiss on each cheek, “I know I love you.”

“I know I love you,” Eddie’s hands delicately wrapped around your wrists before he brought your hands to his mouth as he lightly kissed them, “beautiful boy. I just…I’m surprised. Not in a bad way, but why would you love me? You could have anyone…”

He chased away whatever other doubts you had by gently pressing his lips to yours, “you are the only one that sees the real me.”

“I finished that piece, you know,” you admitted almost breathlessly, blurting it out, both excited and nervous to tell him, “that I was playing when you found me.”

“You finally found what you needed,” he loved listening to you play, just as much as you loved listening to him play his guitar, “what were you missing?”

“You,” the simple answer made him inhale sharply, “I guess all I needed was you.”

“Will you play it?” he whispered softly as you grinned at him, “for me?”

“Of course,” your heart was practically ready to burst with happiness as he almost crushed you to his chest, causing you to giggle wildly, “Eddie! You’re too much!”

“But I’m your too much,” he promised with a kiss, “sugar.”

“Yeah, Eds,” you grinned lightly, “you are. I hope I’m yours too.”

“Definitely.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #joseph quinn #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn x reader #st

[miitarashi]

I got a really dumb idea for a short story, I think its kinda cute though, like you know how people act all weird when under anasthetics? So like, what if Tintin just got surgery coz of an accident on a mission and he got put on anasthesia so the reader visits him at the hospital and he's acting all dumb and stuff, like bro, that would be the best mixture of stupid and wanting to hug him for eternity bc he's so adorable :D

AWWW 🥺 That's such criative idea! Very thank you for it! I'll do my best to write it perfectly (of course will have a one or two memes related to it lol)

[Name] = your name (neutral since it wasn't specified)

Warnings: probably none,just silly things :)

Prompt: Tintin affected by anesthesia

The adventure was going just fine.

Until Tintin get thrown through the window from a pretty dangerous and high place.

It was literally a down hill for him. But,just like any other death threaten situation,the luck goddess made him get in the right moment into the hospital to get treated from the injury he had,being bad enough to the doctors having to inject an quite generous amount of anesthesia for him not feel anything,but this end up working too well because he wasn't even thinking about anything.

After the surgery was successful,the doctors liberate Tintin to receive visitors so you and Haddock could finally see him. Walking into his room,his body was ok by what you could guess by a quick look just having some bandages that pass through his left shoulder,some on his neck and left arm.

"Lad? Are yeh awake? Please talk to 'us!" - Haddock said kinda desperate still,distrassed by the situation even after you tried to comfort him.

But,his shooting (since he basically screamed) made Tintin slowly wake up,his eyes opening with blury vision looking first at the captain while still feeling heavily the effects of the anesthesia on his body and mind,feeling light-headed and numb,probably being the first time his mind is empty but he couldn't bring himself to care. He was high.

"...Hello...please don't scream captain..." - he sounded a bit weak at first,still on the process of waking up.

"Lad! Thank Gods yeh fine! Yeh scare' the shit out of me back there!" - and readily,he dismissed Tintin's request speaking loud again.

"Captain,please control yourself" - you scold him who finally get it and nod,sitting on a nearby chair.

Hearing your voice seemed odd for Tintin,like he knew and didn't knew who was at the same time. With half open eyes,the jornalist looked at you,confused but intrigued,his empty mind starting to work again as he smiles a bit.

"...Hello...you...look nice..." - now,he sounded drunk almost. Lazy and drunk.

"...oh well,thank you" - you say with a light chuckle by his state.

Upon hearing your laugh,he felt his smile growing while still holding his gaze on you.

"...your laugh is sweet...i like it...it's good to hear..." - his honest along with a lazy tone only made things even better.

Haddock was holding back a chuckle when he saw your cheeks becoming a bit red by the compliment.

"...oh...you're blushing...you look cute...blushing..." - Haddock had to look away to control himself,feeling your elbow hitting his arm only making him laugh more at the situation.

"Ok ok,i guess you've talked enough,better get some rest so your wounds will heal faster" - you said while trying to keep a straight face even still being a bit red by his praises.

But the straight face soon tear apart when you watched his smile decrease into a sad one,his half open eyes turning into almost sad puppy dog eyes staring right back at you.

"....No...i don't want to sleep...i want to keep talking with you...and looking at you...please...?" - you never knew he could pull this move,you couldn't bring,not even dare yourself to say no anymore. He was even pouting! It shouldn't be fair.

"And why you want it so much..?" - you asked out of curiosity,since we are already here,the thing is to enjoy while it last.

He seemed confused again,looking away,trying to make his empty head work slowly getting something back from his memory but still not completely sure, shruging a little.

"I...don't really know...it's just feels good...to look at you...i feel...things...like warm and...fuzzy things...i feel...tingling sensations..." - his explanations was almost like a child trying to express his feelings in the best way his toddler language could.

"Maybe they put way too much anesthesia 'on him,but well,isn't he a little adorable lad?" - Haddock joke with the situation,finally feeling more at ease and without worries.

You couldn't have said it better,Tintin was goofy and silly making him adorable by how high he was. You laughed again,his smile growing by hearing it. You moved closer still with a smirk on your light red face,when you touched his chest his eyes even opened a bit more making him more aware of everything for a moment.

"...i think...someone that i know...would feel upset if they see you touching my chest like that..." - you frown,trying to get what he meant and when you understood,you just shook your head with a smile.

"Your partner?" - his eyes open wide and so does his smile when he nod.

"Yes...! You should stop then..."

"Tintin,i'm your partner"

He looked straight at your for a whole minute before looking back at Haddock who only nodded and then,his gaze fall back on yours. Since he was still attached to the machine that kept his cardiac beat in monitoring,letting beeps in the background,as soon you said it the beeps fastened for a moment with his face getting red.

"Oh...hi darling...!" - he spook in a happy tone making both you and the captain laugh at Tintin's antics.

"Finally you get it,i was worried for a second" - you joke with a quick giggle.

"I'm sorry...it's hard to think...when i'm feeling like a banana..." - he said with a quick chuckle resting his head back against the pillow.

"Yeah,they really didn't hold the hand on the anesthesia. Yeh look' wasted" - the old sea man get up,adjusting his hat before walking closer.

"...yeah...it's funny..."

"Your drunk-like state?" - you question. He shake his head.

"...i didn't reconize you...but...when i see you...i fell more hard than from the window..." - your blush spread across your face,Haddock even seem surprised before laughing and giving some pats on your back.

"Well played lad! Even in this state he couldn't resist you!" - he laugh again and you shush him away a bit embarrassed but with a tiny goofy smile because the captain was right.

"Ok ok,you're being too cute for my heart to take,now go rest" - and again,those damm puppy eyes staring at your soul.

"...but why...? I love you..." - you was almost crying by this point,being this adorable should be a crime.

"He's more clingy than anythin'. Well,take care of him for a bit,i'll go talk with the doctor about somethin'. Be right back" - he wink at you before walking out on purpose to let you alone with Tintin.

"[Name]...why dad just left the room...?"

"Captain would be over the moon if he heard this" - you giggle - "don't worry to much,you still hurted,focus on getting better ok?" - he nod slowly.

"[Name]...? Pat me..? It feels like home when you do it...like...it's like you're my home...please...?" - you had to take a deep breath,after this you could feel the tears. He already express himself normally but being this honest was something different you wasn't ready for.

With a nod,you move your chair to be right beside his bed and reach your hand to caress his cheek and hair,watching his eyes closing in contentment while moving against your hand to feel more of your touch,even kissing your hand when you get distracted enough for him to do so, chuckling at your blushing face.

"...sorry...i couldn't help it...your face is cute...when it's red...and...i'm feeling...silly..." - he admit still with a little smile,looking for the window on his left thoughtfully.

"....if i jump..." - he say after a long pause getting your attention - "i'm pretty sure i can fly" - and the intrusive thoughts begin.

"What? Jump? Like...through the window..?" - he nod.

"Yes...i mean...peter pan always said that we should just believe to get it right...? I believe in myself..." - he was speaking with a certain that made you sigh. He's going from adorable to goofy ass reckless.

"Tintin,you'll only fall and get hurted again" - he looked at you with a shocked expression.

"Don't you believe in me..?? I thought you loved me..........let me try and show you then-"

"Tintin no!"

You had to hold him on bed to prevent him from getting up and jumping through the window hearing some small protests but luck you,the anesthesia still was making his body limp so he give up when his body wasn't responding like he wanted. Tintin was even pouting again,sad because he couldn't jump through the window.

"I'm sorry,but you know you can't"

"...but i could try..."

"No,if you jump,i would feel really sad,you want to make me sad?" - he immediately shook his head with an apologetic expression.

"No...! Please don't be sad...it hurts when you're sad..." - you smiled,moving your hand back to his cheek.

"Ok then,i'll not. Ready to rest now?" - with your hand on his cheek,he quickly relax nodding with a content sigh.

"Will you and captain...captain...? Dad..? Will you and dad be here when i wake up?" - he corrected himself like the word wasn't sounding right and you nod with a giggle.

"Of course we'll"

He smiled softly,resting his face against your hand to enjoy your soothing caress while closing his eyes to finally sleep. After this,you'll be obviously teasing him about it later,it's way too good to not do so.

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N/A: heya! Two request in a short amount of time?? It's just because now i discovered the programation of the posts lol. So the blog will not be stopped for too long. This one was really fun to make,Tintin in a silly goofy state must be the most adorable thing and i had to make it. Hope you guys liked it,thanks for reading! 😘

#the adventures of tintin #tintin #tintin movie #tintin x reader #captain haddock #archibald haddock #tintin 2011 #the adventures of tintin 2011 #tintin movie 2011

[butterfluffy]

Hey! I hope you’re doing well. I’ve just recently come across your account, and I love what you write! I have a request though— how would Caesar react to seeing his female S/O faint after accidentally inhaling some toxic substances? Thanks for taking the time to do this!

“faint-fully yours”

⠀⠀ੈ♡˳· as a lover of this mad scientist is tough, so accidents like inhaling toxic substances is unavoidable, but despite that, you promise caesar that, “i'm faint-fully yours.”

⠀⠀➧ v small angst? (not really) | caesar clown × f!s/o!reader | headcanons + scenario

⠀⠀➧ warnings — none, but caesar might be ooc...! mistakes and swearing may be present too.. so do ignore them, thanks!

⠀⠀➧ requests are closed until further notice!

⠀⠀꒰ 🍨 ꒱ notes: aAaaaAahhHhhHHHHh, sorry for the wait, and for the poorly written work, i'm finding it hard to get caesar's personality. 🥺 @condoriano-67890

CAESAR CLOWN

when you faint after inhaling toxic substance

caesar, as usual, is in his lab brewing new toxic substances to sell to the underworld bosses to aid with their.. business.

so you then decided to check on your husband to make sure he's doing good with his work...

knocking on the giant, metal door before you, you then called to your scientist lover. “caesar, honey, how's work there? can i come in?”

hearing no responce from the man, you sighed, knowing that he's probably too focused on his work. so now, you ended up entering the passcode to the room and just letting yourself in. “i'm coming in.”

upon entering the room, you were then startled by the thick clouds of gas inside that immediately caused you to feel lightheaded..

“y/n..!? you.. wait, wait let me get you a mask real quick!” dashing around to get a mask, caesar rushed to you in a hurry, but..

“cae..sar, hon, what's with the...—” not even being able to finish your sentence, you ended on the floor, unable to handle the toxicity of the air, causing your husband to shiver. “gah, y/n!”

worry was quick to run through caesar's system the instant you dropped to the floor, unconscious.

he's panicking, real bad too. obvious by how he's hastily finding the antidote for the gaseous drug he made as he screeched, eyes averting to your unconscious self each second...

“shit, shit, shit! fuck this, damn it!” caesar cursed, shaky hands reaching out to you, holding you in his arms as he pry your mouth open, getting you to drink the antidote and then putting a mask on your face.

caesar's heart is racing in fright, blood running cold as he waited for you to awake in silence, blaming himself.

“..argh...! this is my fault, i forgot to give this dammed, lovely wife of mine a heads-up that i'm making a toxic drug..!!” he says to himself, running his fingers through his hair, gripping it as his teeth clenched.

your husband is getting crazy right now, for you have not awakened yet even after a minute, monitoring your breathing and small movements with hopes that you'll be up..

“ugh..” you groaned, taking a deep breath in despite struggling to get air with a mask on, shocking caesar who immediately held you tightly, holding a sob back. “you dumb girl! you scared me!”

“pfft... sorry, sorry, my fault. i forgot you were doing your great experiments, hon.” you snickered, soothing your lover who tightened his embrace.

“you could've died, you know!” caesar huffed, his words only causing you to chuckle, rubbing his cheek before pinching it. “i wouldn't, don't worry. i won't allow anyone to take me away from you, even death, because...”

“i'm faint-fully yours.” you continued, embracing your husband who got a blush on his face, not able to utter a word from being flustered like that..

© butterfluffy 2022

#ੈ♡˳· butterfluffy #caesar one piece x reader #caesar clown x reader #caesar clown #caesar clown one piece #one piece #one piece x reader #one piece fanfiction #one piece scenario #one piece headcanons

[readychilledwine]

💜 Get to know me 💜

I figured this is a little overdue. I just wanted to introduce myself a little:

The personal real life things:

My name is Elizabeth, and I'm 27. (Old for the fanfiction writing world to some, the perfect age to others.) My friends call me Liz. I've been reading fanfiction since the dark day of Quizilla, and I've been writing it since high school, so over 10 years.

It started with me writing it for my friends and adding them into stories to allow them to live out their fantasies with characters they loved and adored. After a pretty serious car accident that left me bedridden for over a month last year, I started writing it for me for escapism. The number of stories hidden in my Google Drive is insane, lovelies.

I recently started posting due to my pregnancy, which, according to my partner, only happened because I wouldn't stop reading fairyporn, on here and in books. Fairyporn he now also reads (blows on nails before cleaning them on my shirt.) Due to pregnancy, I've been home more after making the choice to switch my hours at work to allow us to adapt and prep for the arrival of our little.

The stories and writing

I consider myself part of several Fandoms and would take requests for any of the following:

✨️ Lord of the Rings / The Tolkien Universe

✨️ACOTAR and the SJM Universe

✨️Harry Potter

✨️The Bargainer Series

✨️Game of Thrones / House of Dragons

✨️ The Witcher Series

✨️ Percy Jackson

✨️ The MCU

Please just keep in mind, we may not like the same characters, so I cannot promise a mind blowing adventure for every sutuation. I will post a characters I love writing for breakdown in each Fandom if asked for enough.

I will write the following

🥵 smut (please see rules)

❤️ Fluff

🥺 Angst

🥰 platonic relationships

Tropes I ADORE

🥰 Fated Mates

🥰 Grumpy Sunshine

🥰 Mutual Pinning

🥰 Enemies to Lovers

🥰 Friends to Lovers

🥰 Slow. Mother fing. Burn

🥰 Second Chance Romance

🥰 Revenge F

Tropes I dislike (but am open to writing)

😑 forced proximity or marriage

😑 one bed (seriously. Imagine. You've been traveling for hours. No food. No rest. No shower. You're fucking exhausted. You aren't banging the person laying with you. I'm sorry but you're not.)

😑 damsel/daddy in distress

😑 pregnancy

Tropes I absolutely will NOT write:

😞 bully turned lover

😞 step siblings/parent trope

😞 minors in grooming situations

😞 changing sexual preferences due to a bad experience

😞 Tropes relating to me making a known character cheat with my OC/Reader characters - I will write my fake character being cheated on, though

😞 Too dumb to live (I do not like using females as plot points for male characters)

Rules regarding smut

✔️ I will not write smut for characters who are underage in the universe they reside in. Meaning, I won't be feeding the Percy Jackson lovers, Harry Potter Lovers, or some cannon GOT/HOTD lovers smut. I am personally uncomfortable aging up characters for the sole purpose of making a smut scene for them. I do not care if the actor playing them was 18+. Daniel Radcliffe may have been 22 in the last Harry Potter film, but Harry was 17 at the beginning. I am more than happy to do romance with underage characters, though.

✔️ I do not have many kinks I consider hard boundaries, but I will not write water sports, scat play, or anything of that nature. Most other things are fair game. I am active in the kink scene, lovelies. If I haven't played with a kink you'd like written, I have a friend who probably has and will help me. Send me those anonymous messages, and let's bring your fantasy to writing.

✔️ I will write monster fics

✔️ I will write orgies, 3somes, 4somes, all the somes, swapsomes

✔️ I will write ff/mf/ffm/mmf, I will not write mm, simply because I am a female and have not watched two males doing the deed just the two of them. I'd want to do the piece justice and I have no rights to write an emotion/feeling/stimulation I wouldn't understand or have experience with

✔️ I will write dub/con and dark sexual fantasy

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#aboutme #readychilledwines introduction #rules

[thecluelessdoctor]

H… Hanabee SAS au? 🥺🥺🥺🥺

(Lmao im sorry if the SAS asks are annoying 😭)

:OOO their not annoying at all anon!! Actually no asks are annoying lol.

ANYWAY

She would definitely not understand it as first like- would not compute. 'a... kids show????' she would take it a bit literally and then go searching for actual children because.. shes not all that bright.

After she realizes what they meant she just kinda- stops working I suppose. I mean, everything had felt like they really happened!! Liek- everything with her family, her friends.. it was all a lie?? She definitely has a bit of a identity crisis, but it's soon resolved when she finds a new reason to keep pushing forward. everyone is always so stressed anymore, so, even if they don't want her help, she'll try and make them feel better. Or at least tear them away from their work (the number of times she would grab frank and lift him over her head laughing like a mad man is insane..)

Of course, that doesn't mean she doesn't mess up! Although the burden of her world not even being real doesn't effect her as much as some, she still definitely messes up. She tends to accidentally mention what her and the other neighbors have talked about to Wally, mostly because shes just trying to understand it, ending up in her being punished.

She's probably the second most punished out of everyone in all honesty. She's definitely gotten alot clumsier lmao, so she joins in on Sally's lessons. Though she doesn't like the fact Sally tends to yell at them, spefically Eddie. She's naturally protective, so she might get a little bit protective over Eddie when she does :')

Homes favorite punishment for her was to tear off her wings. But after a while, she just.. gave up on trying to have them fixed all the time. It was extremely painful when they were torn off, so she just.. stopped letting Poppy fix her. Poppy just patched up the holes on her back.

Anytime Wally asks what happened to her wings, she'll (try) and keep a calm exterior and say 'just a little accident, that's all. You know how I am!' and then.. move on. And Wally believes her. Why wouldn't he, his friends wouldn't lie!

Due to her being Howdys cousin (at least that's what she knows..) she trys to take care of him. She doesn't exactly know how to stop Howdy from drinking, aside from force which she's learned isn't the best way, so instead she just.. takes care of him when he's passed out, or deathly drunk. If it's during the day, she'll try and run the shop to the best of her abilitys (she isn't the best to say the least)

She also avoids it when the neighbors collab to try and sleep.. normally to the point we have Mr 'coping very well with my problems' dragging her out of the storage room. Although howdy doesn't even have any fake memories of her, she's the closest thing to family he has.

She tends to avoid the sleepovers not just due to nightmares or night terrors, but she can always feel the stare of that house on her, even more so during the night..

So, like you might think, even when everyone else is finally asleep, she's still awake, looking out the window to Wally's home, waiting for it to stir towards them..

She might be a bit more stressed, but she's still the silly (a little dumb) Hanabee we know

SAS AU belongs to @anonymous-paperbag

#welcome home #welcome home au #welcome home puppet show #howdy pillar #barnaby b beagle #welcome home oc #Welcome home OC Hanabee Wasp #Hanabee Wasp #OC #My OC #Welcome home awareness swap AU #self aware swap au

[tklyhcs]

ooh if you're alright to write some more Hearsteel things, how do you think tickle fights with the boys go? like, who usually starts them, who taps out first, who gets ganged up on, who ends up winning? (you don't have to answer all or any of those, just some prompts/ideas!)

OUGH YES PLS thank you for giving me a chance to blab wahgsh

hmmm kayn seems like a type to start it every time when he's fighting ez over something dumb. or fighting k'sante over the car keys. kayn and ez both try to fight that man over the car keys actually. based on that video riot games posted on twitter it was like "he's a 10 but never lets anyone else drive" or something.

kayn is willing to fight at the drop of a hat and sometimes ez wants to drive and then looks at kayn to start the fight for him he's like 😢🥺 and kayn is like perfect. time to induce civil unrest within the band. he swears he doesn't get swayed by ez's puppy dog eyes but that may be part of it!!

sett also likes to start them, even though he does NOT perform well. he be poking phel or yone just to LOSE smh. phel because he doesn't laugh too often and yone when he's doing better in a video game. yone is canonly better than him and he's a lil bastard and is like what i'm not doing anything i would never stoop so low ((gaslighting)) and i bet if they're playing co-op with people online they get called out for throwing LMFAO they get in trouble with other gamers for fooling around. while k'sante usually calls for yone, yone calls for k'sante the same and sett is like ok now this is no longer fair (it is fair he just says anyone going after him is cheating and unwarranted). yone can finally game in peace.

as for who taps out first mayhaps phel! oughgh it'd be so cute if he signs when he's had enough and needs a breather but i can guarantee he's back in the game pretty fast. like he needs a moment but then a bit later he's RIGHT BACK to acting like a dick lol he taps out but decides his ler meter isn't done yet and he's back in that fight asap!

kayn takes too long to tap out for someone who "hates it" it's so obvious but it might embarrass him too much if someone mentions it so they don't wah it's cute.. they're afraid he might decide to prove them wrong by starving himself of attention and decide he doesn't wanna play. also side note here i'm not always aware of how rhaast works in their universe but just imagine it is still the situation of having another entity cause imagine him calling it childish and kayn being like cool. bet. and leaving rhaast to front and rhaast is like WHOAA HOLD ON WAIT WAIT AAAA I TAKE IT BACK HOLD ON

for who gets teamed up on probably yone. because the team loves bothering him when he's doing work or bullying him for acting like he's above it! tapping away at his laptop focusing on nothing else and being snippy when anyone bothers him.. walk your fingers across his back and shoulders and suddenly he's keysmashing by accident. they politely wait for him to periodically save his work. then they grab him. he's very fun to tickle out of an attitude. you can see the crease between his eyebrows smooth out to accompany his new smile!

and for winning. no one ever wins this is a group-wide loss. LOL immeasurable casualties on all fronts. absolutely everyone is wasted by the end. dare i say ez would CLAIM that he's sure he won and everyone becomes hellbent on making sure he knows that he DIDN'T. the competitive spirit they all have is something for sure.

AA TY.. i could talk forever!! wonderful prompts thanky u ✌✌✌✨✨

#heartsteel #my post #ask #TYYYYYY #feel free to send prompts all u want uwu #i can do character n ship specific just lmk owo

[flitterywings]

I just got home after an extended weekend staying over with my best friend. I haven’t seen her in so long that it hurt so spending four days with her was really nice I missed her so much T____T

her boyfriend is really kind to me and pays for my meals every time we meet again and I think it’s nice that he always wants to make sure I have a good time whenever I visit and he’s there too 😭 he is very kind and a good host and I’m grateful

we went out to get ramen and went to a bookstore and played video games and also watched some silly anime and ordered takeout and it just was a nice chill weekend. we went team bear cub in splatfest and our team won so that’s nice. we also painted some dinosaurs from the target craft section and mine was a galaxy themed triceratops. I didn’t get very far painting him, I might work on him some more later. I painted him all black like space and I covered him in some sparkly stars and stuff 💫 hers was a robot themed triceratops. it was nice to do a whole lot of nothing…jus chill and go w the flow

guys I did something so incredibly dumb last night. I didn’t know where a light switch was in the dark and I ended up sounding their emergency alarm late at night 😵‍💫 bruh. I’m so mortified lol. I apologized so many times 😭 I’m not talking a fire alarm you pull. it’s a button ? what electrician (?) decided to build an emergency button directly above a light switch, I wanna talk to them 😭 it didn’t dispatch police immediately but it was still embarrassing to do and gave me anxiety 🙃 the apartment ppl called and they had to tell them it was an accident. the first time I visit their apartment and I sound the police alarm? 😩 girl help I’m going to be mortified that I did this for the rest of eternity 🥴 I know there’s a shred of amusement to this and they were so cool abt it but I feel so rotten and embarrassed. the humanity of it all……life is so dumb sometimes

anyway 😭 she got me some really cute gifts. I got a hamster plush and a felted frog figurine and a bunch of other fun goodies. the frog is a ballerina and she’s wearing a floofy tutu, it’s so cute 🥺 my best friend also went to an event a long time ago and got me the autograph of holly marie combs from charmed 🫣 we loooove the original charmed, I’m so jelly she met her. I also got some nintendo games and a fairy-esque flower teacup. she knows me so well 😭

it was a nice weekend and I feel very loved 😌 she is my family, I will love her forever

#bria.txt #long text #that alarm was the main character moment I never wanted #fjdhsjfhshdhfghdffh #anyway I know I have been hard to reach lately I’m sorry #I’m having a hard time with some things #sometimes being less interactive on social media helps #I go through phases a lot where I have to tune it out and that means I miss things. #a lot of times I have an errant thought I’ll post but then I just close the app despite having notifs oops #there are some aspects to being social I just have to turn off sometimes #I’m coming out of it I think

[buthowboutno]

🥺🛒✨

Everyone who is sending the compliment one to you is my hero and I refuse to abstain from this behavior :)

Also you're my favorite person and you deserve to recognize all the good things you do and appreciate them for what they are

this is a girlfriend hate post, im blocking you /affectionate

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

after this angst arc shit is gonna be SO fluffy, y'all don't even know. working out how Sweets and don are growing together in both an emotional way and an every day domestic way just makes me all fuzzy inside.

Something about knowing each other's coffee order and food habits and daily schedule and feeling so /comfy/ in each others space that they just let themselves in really gets me

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

shit-ass characters are a theme, yes? sweets is SUCH a shit and that 100% happened by accident (but Donnie is a fuckass so it works out)

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

i know if i skip this one you're just gonna yell at me about it when i call you later tonight so FINE. YOU WIN WITH YOUR GAY STUFF <3

i'm really happy about how my writing has fostered such a great community around me and has given me a chance to meet and interact with some of the best people in the world.

like if my dumb love story got me /all/ of this i must be doing pretty alright <3<3<3

#atwlp

[liquidstar]

🍋: What is your OC's most painful memory?

(I do not know any of your ocs though, would like to know any of them more)

OH THIS IS A REALLY GREAT ONE FOR MY OCS ACTUALLY BC MOST OF THEIR POWERS ALSO CAME AT THE SAME TIME <3 im so sorry for the late answer to it though i really do appreciate this 🥺

And on that note some of them are kind of. A lot. So im just going to give some small summaries for a few characters and say what i can (both without giving too much away or getting TOO heavy) anyway

Polaris: The day her village was destroyed, her dad wasn’t around and when faced with the choice to stay and help or run... she ran. though no one would realistically blame her (she was like 17) she still blamed herself. She ended up causing a snowstorm, which didn’t help, and she never turned back. She’s not even entirely sure what it looks like now or who survived, she just… Left. It was easier that way.

Saiph: His is a bit interesting because his power developed before he thought it did. It happened when he was 12 in a rye field, but because of the way it works (he has to be using a weapon of somekind) and so he didnt realize it until half a year later when he actually tried to use one in his first real fight. He thinks his “awakening” moment was less traumatic than everyone else's while still underplaying that he can’t go near an agricultural field without getting a panic attack.

Al: Watching his mom die to protect him, and realizing he was unable to do anything. He ended up awakening his own powers and escaping but like at what cost? He was only 8. Even now, nothing gets under his skin more than the notion of being protected, not because of ego, but because he doesn't see his life as one worth putting another life at risk over. Is that really nobility though? Like father like son, I guess.

Bella: Also watching her mom die but the twist is she did it. Not intentionally, she’s not a violent person by a longshot (even if her mom probably did have it coming). It was just a state of pure fight or flight, an accident. She couldn’t feel anything at all afterwards- or she didn’t want to. The swell of emotions were too complicated for a 14 year old girl. Her number one rule now is to never kill anyone no matter what.

Mira: She had a moment when she was 13 where her world felt like it was about to fall apart, and she chose to play dumb and hope that, with that, the feeling would go away. Even though she knew doing so was wrong. Her cutsie airheaded personality is something she wears down to her core, but on some level its an act she doesn’t even realize she’s putting on to protect that more innocent worldview. Basically she's so good at repression she doesn't even realize she's doing it.

Felis: A train accident. No one survived. Including her. Her power is 9 lives but she didn’t know that yet until she actually died. And dying for the first time at age 5 left a pretty traumatizing mark on her- she didn’t believe she was alive for a full year after. Nowadays she feels like the only time she can really "prove" she's alive is feeling that rush of Almost Dying. So the kitty cat has become a daredevil

#finn's ocs #sorry to all of them also. for doing that to them.

[goldie90]

"... I'm sorry for being so harsh. I just have bad experiences with people that have such a joyful attitude about these sort of things. I still shouldn't have been so harsh and I should be trying harder to understand you. I know personally, people that have done these things just need some understanding sometimes. So, if you're comfortable, why did you have to do it?" -varian

Goldie: Darling, it´s Varian again. *whispering in a worried tone* Please just stay calm and listen what he got to say, okay?🥺

Nubbins: *sigh* Why do I even have to put up with this?😩.... Okay, you wanna know why I have to do the things I do, why my family has to do the things we do? The answer is to survive. See, me and my brother Bubba both lost our jobs at the slaughterhouse when they came up with this dumb new killing method, cause they didn´t need as many employees anymore, but well for our family it meant that all of a sudden we had two incomes less. 

Goldie: Yes. Chop had only a part time job back then, I´m a housewife and grandpa is of course way too old to work...

Nubbins: Oh but when he was younger he worked at the slaughterhouse too and he was the best.😁

Goldie: *nods* Yep, but that was long ago. Now grandpa has been retired for a long time, which means that when Nubbins and Bubba lost their jobs, Drayton was suddenly the only one with a decent income, but honestly the money he makes with his gas station simply isn´t enough for a family of six, so we had to find another solution and...well, the first time was an accident, but it gave Drayton an idea what we could do and...

Nubbins: And that´s what we´re doing now. And because we do it, we´ve got food on the table and Drayton even sells it at his gas station - oh and he even wins the chili cook off with it almost every year and we also keep the money from the victims and sometimes even their clothes, or other things we find in their cars and I can use their bones for my art work...

Goldie: Okay, I think that´s enough.😅 I´m sure Varian did understand what we were trying to say.

Nubbins: I hope so, I really don´t want to explain it all over again. Anyway, I forgive you Corona-guy-who´s-not-the-virus-guy. I believe that you didn´t mean what you said and I´m willing to forget about it, as long as you won´t say it again.🙂

Goldie: Thank you, darling. And Varian, thanks for your message, I´m glad that you two were able to settle your dispute.😊 I hope you have a nice day and please tell Alex I said hello.

Nubbins: Bye Corona-guy-who´s-not-the-virus-guy.🙂

#talking to my mutual´s f/o :) #💕nubbins #self ship

[angrelysimpping]

Three different levels of fucked up here but Wren’s reaction is surprisingly… adorable

Imagine being PC, keeling over because… you know, you were just shot, but Wren’s right there panicking. Making some real dumb comments and if your leg didn’t hurt like shit you’d make fun of them for it. Of course you make them take care of you while you heal, Bailey’s bitch ass would sell you to the highest bidder with a pain kink the moment he suspected you wouldn’t be able to work for a while.

But it’s great! You get to make Wren squirm and boss them around. You don’t do it too much, though, because they seem to be genuinely sorry. The novelty wears off and you’re pulling Wren into bed next to you so you can hug them tight. It was an accident, you’re fine, stop looking like you’re made of glass. Smother any complaints with a kiss, and it leads to Wren kissing their way down your torso and burying their face between your thighs, determined to make it up to you with orgasms.

(The darkest parts of Wren suggest finding a way to extend your visit longer when you start healing. They don’t want you to leave, but admitting that is … beyond their capacity to process. They can barely admit to themselves that the way their chest squirms when you nuzzle closer to them at night is real.)

But they don’t. They’ll heal you back up and are ready to drop you off.

Then when you’re healed you take your brave ass over to them and visit the cottage again with no fear, bypassing the game fully and plopping yourself right on their lap. When they try to tease you, arm slipping around your waist to tug you closer, you’re sincere: you missed them. Wren’s face is an interesting shade if light pink when they admit that yeah, them too. You grin. Perfect! If you both missed each other, why not just move in together? Wren’s friends progressively loudly enjoy the show more and more as you lay out the facts of why it’s a great idea: you can pay rent, you two are great in bed together, and oh yeah, you love them. <3

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa 🥺🥺🥺 and the first time you pull Wren into bed with you, they're still worried. they aren't putting too much pressure on your leg, right? they're almost afraid to give you head. what if your legs tense up when you cum and pleasure turns to pain? and you gotta shut them up, tell them if anything starts to hurt, you'll tell them. but it won't hurt, you promise, stop freaking out.

when that tiny part of Wren's brain whispers about keeping you, about how you'll get better and leave, they force it down. if you were going to leave, you would have by now. right? they press you closer, burry their face in your hair. you're here now, that's what counts.

and then you leave, return to your life without Wren.

they have trouble sleeping, that first night. Wren didn't realize they'd become used to you sleeping next to them, that they need to listen to your breathing, feel your body pressed to theirs, to fall asleep now. it's fine, they'll figure something out.

but they don't have to. barely a day has passed before you're back, through the door without even pausing, as if Wren didn't shoot you right there. and you're in their lap, in their arms, saying you missed them and you couldn't sleep for shit last night and hey, did they miss you too?

one of Wren's friends answers for them, saying Wren kept them up by walking around the cottage all night. Wren's glare at their friend is cut off as you cup their burning cheeks, make their eyes meet yours and propose moving in.

#wren the smuggler #others writing

[void-galaxy-shenanigans]

I can’t find the video but I remember enough to post about it anyway so here goes.

I was on TikTok awhile back. I’ve been on AutismTok since forever - it’s what led me to the test (RAASD-R) that encouraged me to research & realize my therapist was correct (that I’m autistic, not just ADHD). And one video in particular, it came across my FYP.

This is what I remember: “I told my father that people think I’m condescending to them, and he got really sad. He told me that my grandfather was also called condescending, but the interesting thing is my grandfather //didn’t// condescend to people. He was autistic, and he spoke to everyone the same, because he had trouble switching register—and yes, sometimes that meant he used academic language. But when my father was growing up, and he //did// condescend to people he thought were dumb, they no longer felt condescended to.”

(switching register has to do both with the tone you use (difficulty changing your tone/putting emotional inflection in your voice), the speed you speak at (we always talk fast), & your choice of words/type of language (informal v academic for example))

With that in mind...

The line “he had trouble switching register” because he’s autistic came back to me just now.

& I realized.

I have this “customer service voice” that’s higher pitched. It’s my “performing gender” voice, my feminine voice, my “happy” voice that I used to protect myself growing up - it’s a soprano 2 voice (if you know what I mean, fellow choir kids; for those who don’t know it’s the lower range of the high soprano). It’s the voice we spoke to everyone with. It was the shield so people didn’t realize I was trans, too.

But my normal voice, my real voice that I use when I’m by myself, it’s an alto voice (we were an alto 1 (higher low) & alto 2 (lower low) through the course of high school).

For some reason, my voice switches to the “customer service” soprano no matter who I’m with. If I speak, it happens. I have to painfully, consciously stop myself to speak naturally.

And I kept getting frustrated, like...‘¿why can’t I just “hi, my name is Stardust” in my normal voice? ¿Am I dumb? ¿Why isn’t this working? It should be simple. Just speak normal.’

And then it hit me, when that line came back. ‘He was autistic, so he had trouble switching register; he spoke to everyone the same.’

....It’s because we’re autistic. Our brain has trouble switching register.

So in order to speak lower, //we have to practice a lot//. We have to script it. We have to pre-prepare. If we practice enough, our voice will naturally stay there instead and not force us to jump up to that higher voice.

We started doing that on accident a bit ago, just to practice introducing ourselves, & it started to work a little - we can now speak lower around the employees where we get food, & in public in general. Still working on how to do that at work/jobs (especially interviews), but it’s progress.

And I’m now realizing it works because of that - as an autistic ADHDer, our brain needs to repeat it a lot first before it becomes natural.

We have to script it, to rewrite the script. Because we were masking.

And of course knowing that, we can be a lot gentler with ourselves. Our brain just needs time to rewrite the script, and that’s okay.

We learned that a higher voice with forced tone was safe, so people were less rude & condescending. If we just talk the way we normally do, lower pitched and mostly monotone (most of the time), people condescend/treat us like a stupid toddler (‘oh honey, no no no, that’s something babies know not to do 🥺😇’ (y’know, the dog-and-biscuit ‘I think you’re a dumbass’ tone)), and they bully us (for being slow, for not speaking normal, for stimming), & they just...generally treat us worse. Or straight up gave us the ‘I'm so sorry you exist... 🥺’ tone (like, the soft & sad way people speak around 💀 bodies). So we learned how to stay safe, how to mask. (/srs)

And learning to unmask is scary and lonely, but liberating. (/hopeful)

Internalized ableism is a bitch. 😕 (/frustrated at general society for the time we lost trying to mask)

~Nico

#long post #cw long post #trauma #childhood trauma #ableism #internalized ableism #neurodivergent #anti ableism #~Nico #actually autistic #actually adhd #switching register #tone policing #customer service voice

[nullio]

Damn 5 whole followers 🥵🥵

Jkjk- it's time for more ranting abt Inside Job cause nooone else in my life watches it so I'm stuck with my myself and I 😔😔

The Gang(tm) throwing Brett a surprise party ,,,

IMAGINE IT THO

Brett for sure had some sucky birthdays, actuall ass of a time birthdays

So imagine it's Brett's birthday, idk if the crew would be the type to pull the "let's ignore Brett and pretend we don't care it's his birthday then surprise him" cause that would prob give him another complex

So instead they genuinely have no clue it's his birthday, and he doesn't bring it up cause he's just so used to dissapointment at this time in his life

Mayb Regan reads it in a file, maybe Myc reads his mind on accident or heck maybe he does let it slip that it's his birthday but he really downplays it "it's fine! Just another day in the year, yknow?"

But NO. That's un acceptable. Reagan IMMEDIATELY pulls the team (minus Brett) into a strategy meeting. She's had one too many sad/failed birthdays to let her friend willingly go party-less this year

I wanna say Gigi is on decorations, you KNOW she has an eye for that shit but I'd give that role to Andre (or maybe they collab)

He's the party animal, he knows what partying looks like and can adapt any room (think Tom Haverford) he's on lights and uhhh

It is at this point that I must admit to my audience that I don't go to parties. Ever. Anyway <3

•Andre (and maybe Gigi) on setup. •Gigi makes a plan to keep Brett distracted throughout the day. •Myc needs to decipher was Brett wants for his birthday. Either by digging through his thoughts or just by asking straight out and almost blowing their cover lmaoo. •Glenn is doing heavy lifting, physically heavy lifting. Putting up speakers, moving shit off desks, moving tables (btw they're either parting in the main office or in Reagans lab maybe) also fuk u, Glenn is the DJ, he has good music taste •Reagan is simply the head of operation (and the wallet of the operation) she just want to see her friend be happy. Gigi=shopping. Cake, drinks, she pulls a caterer out of her ass- she's doing this correctly or not at all

Hijinks absolutely ensue, nothing goes to plan. Someone drops the cake, Myc can't get a read on what Brett wants and is complaining about having to spend so much time with him (bonus points if the only thing he wanted was to spend time with his work family) Gigi and Andre can't decide on a theme. The caterer dies, shit is hitting fan

I'm too dumb and tired to come up with a good resolution but they cobble together a party, Reagan catches Brett right before he's supposed to leave and is like

"I'm so sorry, can you stay and help me with an assignment? It's an emergency"

And Brett being Brett agrees to help and he 🥺 he gets led into the office/lab and everyone there says surprise and Andre launches off one of those massive annoying confetti canons. Ppl are dressed up

Brett 100% stands in shock and just starts crying but dw they are the happiest of happy tears

Everyone hugs b/c I SAID SO and they party >:)

Here's miscellaneous stuff

They ended up getting him like 4 boxes of Legos, idk much abt men or adults but they seem to like Legos

The cake was dropped at some point so the frosting is smeared and omg. The cake decorator spelled his name wrong- that's my favoutie cliche gag every single show has ever done, spelling someone's name slightly wrong on a banner or whatever

"It says Happy Birthday Brent?? 👁👁??"

The punch bowl is not safe from Andre and the Gang knew that so the one sitting at the snack bar is a decoy (its water with red food colouring)

I think Brett is a Georgia boy so mayb they got a pitcher of genuine sweet tea (I think sweet tea is a thing in Georgia idk)

They have a makeshift dance floor and there are 💗multiple injuries💗

I'm sleepy, please take surprise party into consideration- gimme ur party headcannons >:( do it now

#inside job #andre lee #brett hand #reagan ridley #gigi thompson #glenn dolphman #magic myc #rant #positive rant #i just want them to b happy #im going slowly insane #i need season 2 rn #blease #omg #she speaks