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this-world-of-beautiful-monsters · 4 months

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violently smashing my two major fandoms with an F together as a form of procrastination

A question for the ages: WHICH Avatar character matches up with WHICH Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle one and WHY the fuck should anyone (besides me) care? We'll answer at least one of those questions for you tonight, dear viewers!!!!

First up

Neteyam - Leo

Eldest son, blue theme (like I could say this for all the Sullys, but shush), can do no wrong except when one of the siblings stubs a toe and then the Guilt, daddy's favorite solider who's also a huge dork (like we don't see a lot of evidence of this in canon for Neteyam but let me have this), Neteyam's Untimely End vs Leo getting treated as such a punching bag by each TMNT iteration that throwing him through a goddamn window is an established franchise staple by now.

Kiri - Donnie

A case can be made for April-Kiri parallels (particularly for psychic powers re 2012 April, my beloved, and dead mom syndrome) and also Karai-Kiri (for dead mom syndrome, how often I've mixed up their fucking names while writing), but Kiri-Donnie fits the siblings theme, so there. They're tech nerd-nature nerd solidarity, autistic Entities of unparalleled death and destruction, happy to destroy government property, younger siblings pretending to be above the Chaos while very much not, and in desperate need of a nap and a stiff drink.

Lo'ak - Raph

Rage issues. Daddy issues. Big brother issues. Relatively smol and Keenly aware of that fact. Adored by the (smart) fans, cursed by Eywa/God. Makes strong bonds with animal fwends and also collects traumatic experiences like magnets collect nails. 100% either in a fistfight or sobbing into his pillow rn. In a family living at the bottom of a fucking sewer and/or on the run from the government, still manages to feel like an odd one out. Someone needs to introduce Lo'ak to emo music, it would fuck him up so much /pos.

Tuk - Mikey

Youngest and most excitable sibling, heart of gold and jaws of steel. Optimism that remains in the face of innocence slowly being shaved away by Events. Hates being left out or left behind, committed to various Schemes and Plans with historically mixed outcomes. Has definitely either killed a man or will do so as soon as the opportunity presents itself.

Spider - Karai and April

Spider's kind of an unholy amalgamation of April's Token Human We've Shared Traumatic Experiences With journey and Karai's At Odds With Creepy Undead Father Figure And Complex Relationship With Less Creepy Father Figure (see below) arcs. Basically part of my ongoing psyops plans to Feminize That Boy (don't worry Karai-Kiri and April-Kiri parallels, I still love you). Also, Leorai/Apritello and Speteyam/Spiri (mix and match at will) have exciting interspecies and/or vaguely incestous vibes we should all strive for in our weird fanfics.

Jake - Splinter/Hamato Yoshi

Tired dads trying their best and just so happening to raise The Kids as soldiers-warriors along the way. Exciting and confusing relationships with the concept of this thing you call "death." Shameless species hoppers, even though Jake did it on purpose while TMNT writers in various iterations have to come up with increasingly more convoluted ways for it to happen to Yoshi against his will. Is not afraid of violence, especially when it comes to their homoerotically homicidal relationship with

Quaritch - Shredder

Big Bad of the story, or at least the one everybody pays attention to. The Bitch Who Refuses To Die. Unhealthy, possessive, genuinely quite creepy (/pos) obsession with sort-of-kid who ended up in his care through Unfortunate Means. Will destroy everything he remotely cares about and sit in the ashes with surprised Pichaku face before finding someone to blame. Refuses to let go of a fucking grudge, be it with aforementioned homoerotic-homicide buddy or various children.

Neytiri

Technically the best Neytiri parallel in terms of family relationships would be Tang Shen, Splinter's wife and the pseudo/actual (depending on the iteration) mother of his children. However, Tang Shen has an unfortunate history of being Dead Girled and Ghost-Momed in a way that puts her more in common with Grace or Tom Sully (rip). Still, Neytiri has a lot in common with the vengeful demon ghost version of Tang Shen that exists primarily in my head.

BONUS

Payakan - Casey Jones

Outcast from society, defender of the weak, wanted by the authorities. Combines genuinely passionate belief in justice/revenge with an equally genuine talent for wanton violence and destruction. Has an interspecies bromance with Lo'ak/Raph that puts Achilles and Patrocles to shame. Someone definitely needs to introduce Payakan to emo music, too, not to mention death metal--he'd start a band to put those Little Mermaid fuckers to shame.

Questions? Comments? Concerns? Arguments? (you're all wrong btw) Only know me from one of these fandoms and have no idea what the hell I'm taking about? Hit me up in the reblogs!

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ga-yuu · 8 months

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Sueharu's fwends care about him (cute moments from his main story)

Sueharu route spoilers!

Yoichi: "So when are you coming back home? Benkei is waiting for you."

Sueharu: "Benkei? I don't think he ordered for anything..."

Yoichi: "No you idiot. Benkei is worried about you because you didn't come home for a long time. He's worried for you as a friend. Why can't you make Hiraizumi as your home, so you can comeback anytime you want."

Sueharu: "Heh, do you remember you said the same thing long time ago?"

Yoichi: *smiles* "Yep."

----FLASHBACK----

Yoichi: "Sueharu, if you want, you can use the room we gave you as your own. You can comeback here anytime you want."

Benkei: "That's right."

Sueharu: "Now now, don't go ahead of yourself. You're just my customers. We're not friends."

----FLASHBACK ENDS-----

Sueharu: "Anyways, I'm not coming anytime soon. I feel like Benkei at this point have heard about the human trafficking incident."

Yoichi: "Yeah, I feel you. I'm pretty sure the moment you step inside the mansion, Benkei would come marching towards you like a demon and start grilling you with questions."

Sueharu: "Yeah, so promise me you won't tell him."

Yoichi: "Nope!" *and runs away like a mischievous kid*

Sueharu: "Hey! Wait!" *chases after him*

............................

Morinaga: "I didn't think that Benkei would join us in this small mission. I'm quite surprised."

Sueharu: "You're surprised? I'm surprised how you are laughing in front an enemy general."

Benkei: "I came to forcibly bring Sueharu back home....but when I heard that Sueharu is helping you with your mission, I held back. I know that Sueharu is a man who will fulfil his promise. So I just came along because I wanted to make sure that he's safe."

Yoshino: (Benkei is surprisingly a passionate man)

Sueharu: "It's not like you're gaining anything from doing this, so why?"

Benkei: "Do you need to gain anything for helping a friend?"

Sueharu: *smiles* "Fine fine, I get it."

Morinaga: *jealous stare*

Morinaga: "Benkei seems to be in a good terms with Sueharu, huh?"

Benkei: "Yeah. So what?"

Morinaga: "No. Nothing. I think it's really surprising. Right, Yoshino?"

Yoshino: "Y-Yes."

Yoshino: (Morinaga sounds like an immature child. Is it because of Sueharu?)

Benkei: "I've heard that you were Sueharu's childhood friend and that you're only now meeting him after all this time. I'm pretty sure, I know more about Sueharu than you do."

Sueharu: "Wait? What are you guys saying?"

Morinaga: "Sueharu is a cautious man. Only he knows whether you know more about him or not."

Sueharu: "Can you please stop saying useless things like this? Time is money. Let's not waste our precious time."

Benkei and Morinaga: *invisible sparks fly*

Benkei: "Then it's time..."

Sueharu: "Hm?"

Benkei: "Let's see which one of us, knows Sueharu the most!"

Morinaga: "Sure!"

Sueharu: "Are you seriously going to start a ridiculous fight!? At a moment like this? Also Yoshino, don't just sit there idly. Help me stop them."

Yoshino: (Me!?)

Morinaga: "Of course, Yoshino is going to support me, right?"

Sueharu: "Nope! Yoshino is my partner in this mission." *pulls her and makes her sit on his lap*

Yoshino: (what is this position?)

Yoshino: "Let go!"

Sueharu: "Nope."

Morinaga: "Sueharu. Don't try to divert the topic like that."

Benkei: "Yes, this is an important matter."

Sueharu: "I give up. If Benkei goes out of control, it's going to be a mess." *hugs Yoshino tightly* "I just wanna feel Yoshino's warmth and escape reality."

Yoshino: "Hey, don't give up so easily!"

Sueharu: "Then you do something."

Benkei and Morinaga: *getting ready to fight* (btw this his all happening inside an oxcart mind you)

Yoshino: *jumps out of Sueharu's arms and stops both Benkei and Morinaga*

Yoshino: "Benkei-san. Morinaga-san. Let's not start fighting. If the matter is to find out who is Sueharu best friend then we must do it in a non-violent way."

Benkei and Morinaga: "Hmm..."

Benkei: "Seems fair enough."

Morinaga: "So what do we do?"

Yoshino: *takes a deep breath and looks at the two of them*

Yoshino: "How about a muscle showdown?" (Me: *facepalms*)

Sueharu: "Excuse me?"

Yoshino: "Both of you train everyday to become stronger and stronger right? So I thought the best way to decide who wins in a male friendship competition is by how strong they are.....right?"

Yoshino: (What am I even saying?)

Benkei: *smiles* "Sure I'm in."

Morinaga: *smiles* "As expected of Yoshino."

Sueharu: "Are you kiddin----you know what? I'm now actually sure that you two have meat brains."

Benkei: "But how do we do a muscle showdown here?"

Morinaga: "Yeah, it's not like we can have a sumo wrestling showdown here."

Sueharu: "So you're telling me that if we weren't inside an oxcart then you would---? Actually don't answer that."

Yoshino: "How about doing push-ups?" (Yoshino is not helping at all lol)

Benkei: "Then we must take turns to do it."

Morinaga: "Yeah. Since this oxcart is not that wide." (Let me remind you again, these two idiots were going fight inside the ox cart at first.)

Morinaga: "Oh I have an idea! How about we let Yoshino sit on our back while we do our push ups? That way, we will get more space!"

Benkei: ".........."

Yoshino: (Benkei-san is silent. Of course he wouldn't feel comfortable....)

Benkei: "Sure. I'm fine with that!"

Sueharu: "Hey!" *puts his hand on Yoshino's shoulder* "Sit back down, Yoshino."

Yoshino: "Eh!?"

Sueharu: "I'll ride on you guys."

Benkei and Morinaga: "....!"

Sueharu: "If either of you fail miserably, I'll charge you a hefty fine!"

Benkei: "Finally you're talking like a man."

Morinaga: "He is starting to recognise us friends."

Yoshino: "Well.....I guess I sit back and watch."

This is so stupid but I love it! I love the fact that the game doesn't take itself seriously when writing comedy. I also love the fact that Yoshino is on the same wavelength as all the male leads. She just made it worse lol.

#ikemen series #ikemen genjiden #cybird ikemen #cybird otome #otome #cybird #ikemen mc #ikegen #ikemen genjiden sueharu #ikemen genjiden morinaga #ikemen genjiden benkei

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awigglycultist · 2 years

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Tickle his belly well and he will saaaayyyyyy

I WUV YOU

Tickle, Tickle Me Wiggly

Yo Uncle Wiley, what the fuck is happening to Wiggly?

Tickle, Tickle Me Wiggly

He's deep down in Drowsy Town sleeping the dreamless sleep of the deaaad

Tickle, Tickle Me Wiggly!

YO BOYYY HOW WE GONNA WAKE HIS ASS UP?

Tickle, Tickle Me Wiggly!

You'll just have to pick one up this black friday

ah!

👏

COME ON KIDS TIME TO GATHER AROUND HE'S UNDER WATER CREATURE THAT WILL TURN THAT FROWN HE'S A FWENDY WEND THROUGH THE THICK AND BLUE CAUSE WIGGLY WIGGLES WITH YOU

RUB! HIS! BELLY! WELL! BOUNCE! HIM! UP! AND! DOWN!

tell him that you love how he wiggles with you~~~

He's all that you wanted 💅

He's all that you needed 💅

For this hOLIday 💅

season~

This holiday season

Now you got a reason

For fwends

Come

And

Ay!

You brush his hair with a comb, his body's made out of foam that's certified laundry safe~~~

Laundry saafeee~~~

When wiggly takes over your heart and your souls girls boys

Come on Jeff!

The world will be a

PLAYGROUND FULL OF MAGIC AND SNIGGLE SONGS AND WHEN YOUR FEELING DOWN HE'S THERE TO SING ALONG

He's a wiggly snig and best fwend too!

And he'll a wiggle, wiggle🐉🤗

And he'll wiggle, wiggle 🐉🤗

He'll wiggle his way through liiiiifeeeee

And he's a steal at only $45.95(5 5 5 5)

Do the wiggle (do do do do dooo)

Do the wIGgle

Do the wiggle

DO THE WIGGLE

On this Black Friidaayy he will:

Hit

The

Shelf

He's riding:

Santa's sleigh

Cause he's friends with all the elves

So sniggle your stocking up for those DAYS of TWELVE

This Christmas wiggle with Wiggly

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle your way through life!

🖕

#starkid #hatchetfield #black friday

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burgycreeper405-blog · 2 years

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Ghost AU Timeskip! to 7 and a half years.. i think (or maybe like 8-9 years)

Lucy and Emmet has a chald

she's also in other AUs that i have..maybe.. but the ghost AU is what i have my brain is stuck for now

more stuff below cuz it is long

Emilie can see Ghost Rex.. cuz kids do that

they are frens uwu

one day.. Emmet found out

heres one more comic, but this time, it's 3 pages

Rex and Emy are alone in the living room

Emmet and Lucy puts a hidden camera to where Emilie is, and they just saw the whole thing (but of course, they can't see Rex so they just saw Emy talking alone)

and yes, their first born is supposed to be a boy, but something happened.. imagine it like the movie Up

and basically, this timeskip is the time they finally knew about Rex's existence as a ghost.. they tried to forget about him but he is still there, and now they're kinda scared cuz they thought that he is like, trying to manipulate Emilie, but he's not, they don't know tho and Rex really can't do anything

..what would happen if Emilie grew up?

she won't see Rex anymore, simple as that.

the explanation to why tho, it's a bit difficlut

and that is;

-They have a talk with a help from Vitruvius, Emmet and Lucy agrees that he can hang out with her,.. but, as Emilie grows up, she just can't see Rex anymore, cuz she's not a kid anymore, it's like she just lost her imaginary friend.. like Riley from inside out

but that's not the main plot yet

the main plot is just Rex and Emilie being fwends (or Rex being Emilie's "guardian")

and Emmet and Lucy sometimes gets weirded/creeped out..

and yes, they have been friends since she was born, whenever she cries at night in the crib when she was just a little baby, and Ems n Lucy aren't waking up (cuz either they're heavy sleepers or they are just exhausted from work), Rex is there to calm her down

oh yeah, Rex's maximum hang out time with Emilie is up until she's like, 10-11 years old

so, he pretty much "lived" 10 years of ghost life hanging out with her, so seeing her grow up without him is bittersweet

ok, a sleepy, messy explanation here

i imagined in their talk, they talked to Vitruvius and he made Rex visible to them, so they finally saw Rex after years, but it only has a limited time cus only Vitruvius can turn visible, (cuz he's a normal ghost, and he needs a lot of concentration for it, and turning Rex visible took a bit of energy(?)), but that limited time is the only time they need to talk, so that is Ems & Lucy's first and last interaction with Rex as a ghost.

so why did Rex didn't go visible when he was still a normal ghost earlier? well, he was just waiting to see if Emmet and or Lucy wants to see Rex, but they didn't and that's what made him go turn into a vengeful ghost, and then realized in the last second that maybe they were right to not wanting to see him, they are already happy the way they are, they don't need to acknowledge his existence, i mean, who would want to remember someone who's a bad guy when everything around you is fine and dandy, thus Rex turning into a crying ghost

anyways, here's a small wholesome(?) info

since i referenced Rex as napstablook from undertale, he can do the tears thing as well

so that's how Rex gets to entertain Emilie uwu

#burgy talks #burg art #burgy comics #i now have two Lego ocs xD #tlm ghost au #the lego movie #tlm au #tlm oc #rex dangervest #i will draw more of Rex and Emilie hanging out soon #i would draw earlier but I slept the whole day and i still feel sleepy

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xxl1zardb3ansxx · 5 months

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Here you go sillies! More WOF fanfic because I forgor to post some recently!

New day, New Life

Classes started today. Each student got a schedule that was written on a yellowish piece of paper. Star found that she had Biology first. The teacher was a Leafwing that had stayed in Prryiah.

“Good morning, I am your Biology teacher. Call me Mrs.S if you must. Today we’re starting with photosynthesis basics.” The Leafwing said.

The classroom was wide and made of complete stone. There were several windows allowing golden rays to pass through into the classroom. Vines hung down from the ceiling, nearly touching the desks. Star could reach up and grasp one of the delicate white and pink flowers. She decided not too, because this teacher sounded like she would get mad if she did. Now normally Star would like Biology. But this teacher made it less fun. She would always yell at other students, she always sounded mad, and never helped any other students.

Next, Star had math. Only basic math so far because many dragons who were poor didn’t know very much about math yet. Although, they played a lot of ice-breaker games instead of math. The teacher was a Sandwing that was very kind. She said her name was Sunny. She was a weird golden color compared to the normal dusty yellow or tan-ish white. Her whole demeanor was just so happy and kind. She was like a little beam of sunshine that escaped from the sun, and was down here instead. There was one dragon in particular though, that kept interrupting her. It was Vermillion. He kept pointing out what was wrong with her appearance.

“Why are you so shiny?” “Why don’t you have a tail barb? Why are your eyes green?”

Eventually, the teacher decided that everyone would benefit from a hunting break outside, thus leaving us outside, where some…unconventional things could happen. Star had caught a mountain lion, and was sitting on a ledge, eating it.

“Hey hybrid!” It was Vermillion’s annoying voice. Star groaned and looked up.

“What?” Star grumbled, staring at his stupid face.

“I can’t come sit with my very best fwend?” Vermillion said, teasingly.

“Sure, after you stop being the most annoying Skywing in history.” Star said, going back to her food.

“Awwwww, thanks.” Vermillion said, plopping in front of Star. Star groaned. “So, what’s with the little earring you wear? Are you trying to look dumb?”

“At least I look better than you do.” Star said, feeling her earring.

“Yeah, right. Anyway, why do you have it?” Vermillion siad, poking a claw at her.

“Reasons.” She said, flicking the little thing back and forth.

“Oh, sOoOo convincing. What’s the rea; reason? Hybrid?” Vermillion persisted.

“You don’t need to know.” Star said.

“Tell me, or I will personally hurt you.” Vermillion said, trying to be threatening.

“Try,” Star said, brandishing her poisonous barb.

“Oh I’ll-”

“Go away, Vermillion.” Said Blizzard’s familiar voice.

“Ugh, not you again.” Vermillion siad..

“Go away,” Blizzard repeated.

“Fine.” Vermillion said, sighing and flying off.

“Hey.” Blizzard said, smiling at Star.

“Hi.” Star said, feeling her face get warm with blush.

“I know this is a little bit of a weird ask but could we share that mountain lion? I haven’t been able to catch anything here.” Blizzard said,

“Yeah of course!” Star responded. Blizzard floated down and sat next to her, and they shared the lion happily.

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The rest of Star’s day wasn’t very interesting. She had English, science, Art, Creative Writing, and then a rest period before lights out. Star was sitting and sketching on her ledge, minding her business, when of course, Vermillion had to come in.

“Oh hey, hybrid.” Vermillion's voice said. But it was…more unhappy than usual. Star tried to ignore him, and continued sketching Blizzard. (again) Vermillion climbed up to his bed and proceeded to sigh dramatically every few minutes. Finally, after realizing that it doesn;t work on literally anyone, he spoke up. “Do you know why I hate you, hybrid?”

“Don’t care.” Star said.

“Because,” Vermillion continued. “YOU got me in trouble today, and I have a 5 hour detention tomorrow.”

“Good for you.” Star said, sarcastically.

“You don;t care at all about me do you?” Vermillion said, obviously trying to get Star to be sorry.

“Nope.” Star said, finishing her sketch.

“Ugh, you’re so mean!” Vermillion said, flopping down on his bed again.

“I’m so sure,” Star responded, slamming her sketchbook shut.

“Hey guys,” Blizzard said, entering the room. She had little splatters of paint on her talons, decorating her claws with colors.

“Oh, hi Blizzard.” Star said, smiling. Blizzard climbed onto her ledge and smiled back.

“So what are your guys' schedules?” Blizzard asked.

“Biology, Math, English, Science, Art, and Creative writing.” Star said, counting the classes on her talons.

“I’ve got Biology, Math, Science, English, Art, and then competitive flying.” Vermillion said.

“I have English, Math, Art, Science, and sculpting.” Blizzard said.

“Cool. To be honest, I don’t really like Ms. S. She’s mean.” Star chimed in.

“Yeah. She never helps anyone with assignments or anything. Or at least from what I saw today. She gave us so much homework. Speaking of which I should do.” Blizzard said, reaching into her bag and pulling out some papers. Star did the same, and got out her favorite pencil. It was purple with little stars painted on it. The homework was mostly about how plants make sugars for food and stuff and was relatively easy for Star. She couldn’t say the same for Vermillion though. He was chewing his pencil and staring at the page, clearly confused.Just then, Ant walked in, panting. Star looked up at him.

“Hey. You good? You’re panting.” Star said.

“Th-There’s a f-fight. You gotta come see it.” Ant gasped in between breaths. Star and Blizzard looked at each other, and nodded. They both hopped down from their ledges and followed Ant to the prey center. An orange Skywing and a teal Seawing were wrestling on the ground, throwing punches and clawing at each other. The Skywing had a fresh scar across his snout, and the Seawing had one on his underbelly. They were yelling at each other, insults and all. Several other dragons were chanting, ‘Fight! Fight! Fight!’ and pumping their fists. No teachers were here yet, but Star assumed there would be soon.

“You’re just a wetnose! You can’t even breathe fire!” The Skywing shouted, throwing the Seawing off him and getting up.

“Well you’re just a stupid pebble brain! You couldn't even answer one problem in Math class!” The Seawing returned, pointing his claw at the Skywing. The Skywing blasted fire at the Seawing in response, but he ducked and rolled just in time. The crowd behind him backed up and woahed. The Seawing ran around the Skywing in wapped him with his powerful tail. It was enough to bring the Skywing down. The crowd cheered at every strike they made at each other, encouraging the two dragons' rage. Star watched but didn’t say anything. Other dragon’s minds were roaring with thoughts. ‘I hope the Seawing wins!’ ‘Go Silo!’ ‘Beat his A$$!’ Star tried to quiet them, but their thoughts were too loud. The raindrop trick only muffled them a bit. The Skywing sent another blast of fire and got the Seawing’s leg this time. He howled in pain and toppled over. A person in the crowd shrieked and ran into view. It was a dark blue Seawing and she had several necklaces adorning her neck. She crouched down next to the Seawing and helped him up.

“Are you okay? Can you hear me? Wave? Wave!” The other Seawing said, growing more and more panicked. Wave didn’t respond, and only groaned in pain. Just then the Math teacher, Sunny burst through the doors and ran up to Wave.

“What happened?!” She asked, also sounding panicked.

“He got in a fight with Silo, the Skywing over there. He’s burned! He needs to get to the nurses office!” The dark blue Seawing explained. Sunny took Wave’s other arm and they carried him out of the room. A few minutes later, another dark blue Seawing entered the room. That was the Vice principal, Tsunami. She did not look happy. Silo the Skywing was laughing with his friends about kicking the Wave’s A$$ when Tsunami placed her talon on his shoulder.

“Excuse me, are you Silo?” Tsunami asked, sounding cold.

“Heh, yeah….” He trailed off when he saw Tsunami’s disapproving face.

“Then you should know what happens next.” Tsunami said, grabbing his ear and leading him into the hallway. All the dragons in there were silent as they heard Silo’s yelling in pain from Tsunami’s tight grip. Their heads were silent. Everyone was silent. They all glanced at each other for a moment before slowly and awkwardly returning to what they were doing before. Star and Blizzard looked at each other and Blizzard started laughing. Star started laughing too, replaying Silo’s distressed expression when he saw Tsunami. They both walked over to the little river that gurgled next to the wall. Star and Blizzard laid in front of the little river, and Star dipped her tail in the cool water. The two of them laughed about many things for the rest of the rest period. Eventually they went off to bed and dreamed of what adventures could come next in their new lives.

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the-hatchetfield-archives · 6 months

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Ahoy there, boys and girls!

Hop aboard the SS Wiggle!

We're settin' sail, for giggles!

He's a wiggly snig

And a sniggly wiggly (Yeah!)

A fwendy-wend

That makes you giggly!

He's an underwater creature from outta this world

A bestest fwendy-wend

To all the boys and girls!

He's a wiggly wig

And a snuggle poo

And a wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle

Wiggle wiggle wiggle with you

His belly's so squishy!

His name is Wiggly

And he's here to stay

His belly's squishy

Puts a smile on your face

Just tickle his belly-well

And he will say

I wuv you!

Uncle Wiley, where does Wiggly come from?

Well, he's deep down in Drowsy Town, sleepin' the dreamless sleep of the dead

Well, how are we gonna wake him up, Uncle Wiley?

Oh, you'll just have to pick up your own Wiggly this Black Friday!

Come on kids

Time to gather 'round

There's an underwater creature

That will turn that frown

He's a fwendy-wend

Through the thick and blue

Cause Wiggly wiggles with you

Rub his belly-well

Bounce him up and down

Tell him that you love

How he wiggles with you

He's all that you wanted

He's all that you needed

For this holiday

This holiday season

Now you've got a reason

For fwends to

Come and pway

You brush his hair with a comb

His body's made out of foam

That's certified laundry-safe

When Wiggly takes over

Your hearts and your souls

Girls, boys

The world will be a

Playground full of magic and Sniggle songs

And when you're feeling down

He's there to sing along

He's a wiggly snig and a best fwend too

And a wiggle, wiggle

He'll wiggle, wiggle

He'll wiggle his way through life

And he's a steal at only $49.95!

Do the wiggle

On this Black Friday

He will hit the shelves

He's riding Santa's sleigh

'Cause he's fwends with all the elves

So sniggle your stocking up

For those days of twelve

This Christmas wiggle with Wiggly

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle

Wiggle your way through life!

Nope

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inamindfarfaraway · 1 year

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I love mind control tropes, I love Black Friday, and arguably the most moral characters in the play Tom and Becky being turned by Wiggly into selfish, callous, ruthless antagonists is one of the scariest parts of the play for me. So I ended up writing a little glimpse into Tom’s mind when he’s completely in Wiggly’s thrall, falling deeper and deeper. I’m posting it in case anyone in this fandom shares my love of scenes like this. It’s set right after he leaves Becky and Hannah for dead.

Update: now on AO3 with a second chapter adapting the “If I Fail You” scene.

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Tom ran. His footsteps thundered across the eerie, deserted courtyard. The mall was still swarming with brutal cultists, cultists headed by Linda Monroe at that. Most of them had blood on their hands from the rioting earlier. They would tear him to shreds for the cloth and foam he was clutching. Not to mention Becky would be furious when she woke up - he was sorry, but he couldn’t help that he needed Wiggly more than her, and it was her own fault for sedating herself and becoming dead weight. The sooner he was out of here, the better. The air was thick with tension. Acidic storm clouds were gathering in his stomach, the sense of foreboding that the situation in the mall would only get worse, and he didn’t want to stay to find out how lest hell rain down upon him.

Hell. Wasn’t that kind of funny? All hell breaking loose, over a random toy.

A good toy though, he would admit. His throbbing stab wound made him slow to a walk and he took the time to reexamine his prize. Wiggly really was cute, with his big fuzzy eyebrows and little fingers like twirly straws and soft, fluffy body. Stroking his tumsy-wumsy did feel satisfying.

Hello Tom. I’m so glad you found me. I was afwaid I would never get to play with you.

Whoever designed this little guy knew what they were doing. And the marketing was great. He still couldn’t get that song out of his head. So the mania and murderous cult wasn’t justified, obviously, he wasn’t saying that, but… maybe it was understandable. Maybe Tom could understand all hell breaking loose.

(It didn’t occur to him to be confused that Wiggly knew his name and was saying things besides his scripted lines. It was impossible to be suspicious of anything said in such an endearing voice.)

“My son’s gonna love you,” he muttered.

Tim’s smile beamed in his mind’s eye, so close and ever closer. His face lighting up as he realized why his dad had really left, his laughter as he played with his new toy, a proper embrace between them for the first time in far too long. Tom might have failed his wife and his sister-in-law and his old flame, but he wouldn’t - couldn’t fail his son too. He was still a good dad. He was, dammit. And this would prove it. He had to come through for Tim, no matter the cost.

If he couldn’t even be a good dad anymore… he was nothing. And what kind of parent would he be if he wasn’t willing to do anything for his child?

A failure.

See? He totally needed Wiggly the most! Wiggly was what Tim wanted and as he said, Tim would definitely love him.

Of course he will. Everyone loves me. Everyone wants me, so you’ve got to hold onto me. And I’ll hold onto you too. That’s what fwends do, isn’t it?

What a nice thought: a toy that loved you back. Maybe hell on Earth wasn’t that bad if it meant magic was real.

He nodded at Wiggly in agreement. “No way am I letting you go.”

That’s right. Just hold on; never let go. You’re my fwendy-wend now, and you’re going to play my game. This will be so much fun!

“Yeah. Thanks to you, everything will be perfect,” he breathed, and putting it into words felt like finally sliding a round peg into a circular hole. A beacon of happiness crystallizing in a world of chaos, pain and misery. He had what he needed. It would all be okay. He and his son would live happily ever after, just like life was a story being written for them, with hope building in every subsequent word.

Wiggly’s laughter echoed around his skull. Now Tom didn’t even notice that it wasn’t the same as the recorded version or pay attention to exactly what was said next. Why should he? He already knew that he’d agree with it, because Wiggly was about the only thing that made sense anymore. He was so glad he’d found him. Even the bitter sting of leaving Becky behind faded into sweet oblivion, eclipsed by the joy of a Tickle-Me Wiggly secure in his hands. For the first time since he’d lost Jane, he was getting what he wanted. He was in control of his life again.

You’ve settled right in in Drowsy Town, Tom. Keep enjoying your sleep. Soon it’ll be forever and ever and ever.

He had never been happier.

#okay now watch the whole ‘if i fail you’ scene that comes after this #it’s one of my favourite scenes in the show because a) SONG GOOD and b) such aawesome powerful inner strength and character development #tried to show his motive slipping from ‘tim is all that matters’ to ‘wiggly is all that matters’#also ‘no matter the cost’ is a reference to ‘no matter the cost idle the threat’#i hope i got wiggly’s dialogue right #he has a very unique voice #starkid black friday #black friday spoilers #tom houston #wiggly #wiggog y'wrath #hatchetfield #hatchetfield series #hatchetverse #mind control

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rawrmeansilyindinosawr · 1 year

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nauseous Bl0WF1sh

i hav bronchitis again n moi fwend chris says it cuz ima “chronic smoker.” Whatever dat meanzz !!!!?

uMmmmummmmUmmm Ummmmm.!! moi ribzzz hurt from coughin N i had a Wasian hot doc prescribe meH a genZ pack for the nxt 6 days .! i Think she was in luv wif meh cuz she was lik ….”Soo ur feeling sick????🥺🥺🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺” n She wrote me 2 doc notes n encouraged meh to R3st … <3 heart eyes.!!! Im sniffly n BORED.!!!! N my breath smells like arabic coffee. =] i wanna learN how2 Read tha groundzz so i Kan c my future n how my wife gonna lOok Like. I dink she will hav freckles . ?

my new Profesor baggie is my old Hello kitty Crossbady bag i used in lik 3rd grade n i Loveee my mommy for saving it for me.!! Idk how it didn’t wear n Tear or iDk how i Didnf break it already at dis point cuz my Mummy calls me “a power puff girl”.!!! (aka i Alwayz broke everYth1nG growing up… the fridge, bathroom sInk, etc.)

iPhone journal entry 03/01/2023

5:39am on the L train bak home holding a tray of rly bad pasta i ated half of but left tha rest on the train Cuz i forgot n was mad .!!!!!

“the man sitting next to me on the subway smells like microwaved bean and cheese burritos and everyone that commutes at this time wears black and grey and navy. shades of it at least.

i hate when people stare at me. but they do. and i feel like i look mean for a reason. maybe discreetly i want people to be afraid of me. or to make their assumptions. i want to be judged and complain about it. to feel alienated all over again over and over and over again.

why do people wear their wedding rings so freely in this city? or do we really just care far too much about our presentation, myself included.

why am i always counted as second best. or why do i feel as it from the people who make me feel first and last at the same time.”

:-[ SIMP!!!!11111 >_<

my students keep asking me if i identify as an “emo” and a “e-girl” .! N asking if i am a bOy or A gUrl. lolz.!! my Ex situationship is now back to being my current situationship aagain cuzz um he may or may not hav written mEh a poem about fisting me on Queer craigslist which i frequently check N it was romantic . soo We had a closure convo at this Coffee shoppe n i brought a puppy who was tryna fight sum kid there n it wuz awkward n sad n Wonderwall by oasis was playing so obvz it ended in seggs.

i May or mAy not have Snuck into a homeless shelter to hav Sex the other nite cuz i felt Like it . Wrote a poem ab it !.!!

“

twin size mattress

spiky shy seductive fingers

sugar dissolves with heat

and turns golden brown.

caramel kisses on my mouth

u blew weed smoke into

sorry i freaked out.

but we play the system well

i throw ur jacket down three flights and three floors

u say when

and i’ll go

we don’t need a car to go somewhere only we know “

YEAZZZZZZZ SOOOOOOOOOO i had alottaaa weirdOo dreamzz sleeping dere.!!! dreamt of gettin strapped DOWN on a fire scape then also of a blowfish tht kept frowing up itself over n over again til it died then ppl ated it.! Then had a dream i wrote a poem w all my students in spanish n i was teaching a poetry class ssomrwhere Not in America lolz.!! iimm missing the rly Kute bedazzledd “0Bama” beanie i saw at domsey N didn’t buy . it’s been aB 2 months since i saw it dere . Anyway.! security at work was using bathroom n the toilet seat Rn slammed down on his Dick while he was peeing and he just screamed “DAMN WHAT da FUQ WHAT DA FUQ .!!!” :-]

i luv walkin around chinatown w my friendzz n gettin milky T n finding Hello-kitty jumperzz n pjs at F21 >.< n twinkz fashion show at Dallas Bbq wuz kute n i still get kinda shy ab ppl takin moi pix.!Then we danced to music w moi speaker outside afterwards n Then went w group of pplz we just met to a seggs shoppe. Then we tried to find an el bano 4 meh to pee in n may hav accidentally said” fukk” in front of 2 many babies. Then went 2 somewherenowhere n got Vip-ed cuz we r Kewl n hot n do k off each otherzz nailz lik paris hilton n Nicole Richie n cuz starz r BLINDzz.!! theN may or Not hav been on E from 1pm-6am n lost the Spikezz to our bracelets N our gauges in our ears .!!!i luv Kuddling w moi fwendzz post club tho n napping then goin out again.!! N finally bein able to climb up 2 the top of the skate ramp 2 sit dere n why do ppl smoke crack at substance abuse sk8 Park .? mayB cuz it’s called substance abuse :-p ??? hehe duh!!

soooo I ordered dinn from “Miss dongs burgers” cuz trans girlsss hav the sexiest cocks<33 n ordered soft shell crab burger N omfg her crabzz were yummy.!! LOLZZZ im thinkin of the cuRse of curves lyrics while singing another song “ ur beautiful ‘ by james blunt with strangers at a sexy bodega off broadway n also Crying cuz i lost my second pair of reading glasses again and also buying a kids babyPhat shirt even tho it’s a 5-6 size shirt cuz i like the print n Now family dollar sells baby phat beanieZ. ??? i luv living in the wick!!<3

all three of us gave ourselves black eyes on the same eyeball .?!?! within a week apart.?!?! brujajajajajajajaja :-0 i yam Defeating anorexia day by day n it is so hard but i kant keep holding on2 it. N i wanna b able to eat at wei’s n cafe mogador w moi fwendzz n even doe my Ex who used to yell at meh at dunkin’ donuts got herpes from the falafel there i still enjoy eating at dat place .! i realized many thingzz keep me up at nite more than adderal n insomnia. Like pornstar nikki hearts n the old Lex logo. Blu lex logo wuzz shmexy. wrote another iphone note 4 dayzz ago ab how much i need time alone rn cuz i feel v overly stimulated n lik everything is jus2much , n how do we rly even communicate w one another when we don’t get anywhere w our actions.??

“talk talk talk

all we do is talk ,

but talking isn’t always communicating

and listening doesn’t always fix everything

days go by and u feel nostalgic for the nites u didn’t spend admiring the moon . n i lost my heart to get yours to get close to yours. never thought itd hurt this bad. and i’ll never try to dominate the conversation but im sorry if my voice escalates.”

moi wk wuz Kute those were my highlights .!! also helping w a styling pull for bobbi brown ^_^!!!.!!.!!!.!!! kinda excited to meet moi new they she therapist tmrw mornin n get Fixed (not bottom surgery but U kno, with electroconvulsion.)) i also defzz went on a reddit khole n joined lik 4 diff fourms which i kannot disclose cuz uh uh uh uh uHhHhhH yea 2 vulnerable but i changed my username to charlixcx1997 N now i kinda wanna change my name from ren to charli cuz it’s also unisex/andro AF n cute butt ANYWEYZZ yah wuld luv to continue to stay N chat n type n Talk but Yes i am busy brainstorming lesbian spring date ideazz like goin to Dock aznn eatery n eating oysterzz then picking flowers at maria Hernandezz then going 2 moi room wHile we turn the disco lights …. hide under blankies n analyze the lyrics to fast car by tracy chapman n then ask each other our fav pasta shapes then nail our hands together .!!!!<3<3 <3 <3 <3

Xxxxxx with xxxtra xxx,

ren<3

#personal #blog #mine #writing

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mainsju · 2 years

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The flaming lips steve burns

It all just seemed so forced and pretentious and goofy that I just couldn't take it any more, and now my feelings for them almost border on out-and-out dislike. Once the Dark Side and "Heady Fwends" and Miley Cyrus and limited skull baby nonsense started, I completely lost interest. That album just blew my mind (I still deem it a near masterpiece) and so began my brief flirtation with Lips-mania.which only lasted three more records. And THEN I heard Soft Bulletin and everything changed. Then I heard "She Don't Use Jelly" when it was a minor hit, and that song didn't really help the cause. I was sort of ambivalent about that release and never had the desire to investigate further. I first heard them in the early 90s when I picked up Telepathic Surgery after someone recommended them. The most frustratingly elitist band ever who dilute their 'core' catalogue with TOO much 'other stuff ' including material exclusive to releases so limited that it's almost impossible to become a Flaming Lips completist?Ĭlick to expand.Now THAT is a fantastic post! And it perfectly sums up my increasing frustration with the band. So my question is: Are The Flaming Lips the most reassuringly imaginative band ever? Released only on 8 track cartridge hidden in a banana hidden in a watermelon hidden in a cannoe which has been hand painted by those mysterious 2 new lips members who wear green wigs which is then dropped at random in the Pacific by a helicopter piloted by Michael Ivins. The very limited vinyl single releases that have fruit flavoured beer mixed in with the vinyl.Ī: USB sticks hidden in edible candy brains in edible candy skulls.ĭ: USB sticks featuring one 24 hour song placed in real human skills limited to 10 copies.Į: A whole new album limited to only ONE commercially released copy. The numerous vinyl Eps, many of which are further collaboration releases. (Don't have four stereos systems or the lightning fast reflexes needed to get four systems to start at precisely the same time) The Dark Side Of The Moon/Sgt Pepper/Stone Roses albums covered in their entirety whilst collaborating with other artists. I would like to class myself as a big fan, however. I now have all their regular albums and the recent 'Scratching The Door 'compilation, some older CD singles and the 'Due to high expectations.' Ep. However I only started to listen to the pre 'Soft Bulletin' and post 'At War With The Mystics' albums 3 years ago. Check out the videos they’ve released below, and see if you can make it through 20 seconds of OK Toilet without getting “Now I’m pooping in the toilet bowl” stuck in your head.Like many Lips fans i became familiar with them via 'The Soft Bulletin' and it's 5/5, 10 out of 10, album of the year etc accolades back in 1999. The album dropped on February 24th and is called StevenSteven: Foreverywhere. The song, ‘OK Toilet Bowl’ teaches kids not to be afraid to poop in the toilet. Their first music video was quietly released on YouTube nearly 8 months ago, but has just been noticed by TMZ. They quickly became friends have have been putting together songs for this album over the last several years. The two Steves first teamed up on an album back in 2001, and Burns has even toured with The Flaming Lips in the past. The group is called SteveNsteven and they are creating some remarkably catchy kids music that parents can play without wanting to shoot themselves in the head. In fact, the former Nickelodeon star has a band with Flaming Lips’ Steven Drozd. Ever wonder what happened to Steve Burns from Blue’s Clues? Despite the internet rumors, he’s not dead.

#The flaming lips steve burns

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inlivingwritenow · 2 years

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In one of my last dance classes, we were told to go up to the mirror and just stare at ourselves. Look intimately into our eyes and set our intentions.

When we were asked what it felt like to look at ourselves in this way, I replied with Rudy Francisco's "Mirror" poem--seeing everything but myself..

Okay, maybe I did look at my untucked shirt, the tooth I may have chipped this week, my bun that was coming undone, those wrinkles on my face that we don't talk about, and am I too thiQUE..?

One would think dancers need a mirror to look at when learning new steps--Heck, I even preached it..but I wouldn't always look at myself... No wonder why I appreciated classes that allowed no mirrors, other eyes, or cameras in the room.

You see, I still have Tumblr drafts of photos taken from summers filled with dancing. One lesson from this particular class has always stuck with me, and those words have been reverberating within me lately. Although I could never reiterate his exact words, I remember David Lee talking about how he would always have that degree in Studio Art, but dance is something he could pursue now. We won't always have the luxury of being this able-bodied as we do now, so why not do all the things we love to do while we still can?

I don't know how well that resonates with other dancers.. But after spending these last bits of my summer sick, I can't help but be in the position to reflect on it. My brother used the movie Logan as his depiction of getting older, and I feel that. I will not get any younger, so I value the wealth of health more dearly these days. Btw, turning 30 really does do that for you (fr fr). The day after I jumped back into dancing, I instantly thought I had the flu..'cause what was once counted as mere sore muscles has now advanced to straight-up malaise and body aches (lol).

I may have never wanted to see my whole self in the mirror, simply because I didn't want to see myself as the dancer who looks awkward..who "messed up".. who's facing right when everyone's facing left in the mirror..who looks tired and is slowly becoming the not-so-youngest person in the room..but! Today, this is dedicated to my learning & growing self 👵🏼 Also to my new, little tribe of big-hearted dancer fwends. Y'all are gems, and I want to thank you for facilitating opportunities to fall in love with our mirrors and dance again 🙌🏽

And until I'm one of those aunties that start up cha-cha and Zumba at parties, I'll be here like Aunt Vive showin' up to classes 💃🏽

#lessonsfromthedancefloor #thankyouforcomingtomyoldladyrant #fortheloveofdance

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littlepadika · 2 years

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Absolutely love your stuff!!

Could I possibly ask for a plus size reader little with either Frankie or Din, who is very upset that they can’t be picked up like other littles or something similar!

Cause very much relate to a situation like that 🥰

hi fwend. i'm sorry if i've ever made you feel excluded in fics where littles are picked up. In my littlespace you can always be picked up by daddy. It can be however you imagine but this is a cute idea so here are my little thoughts with Daddy Fwankie...

Warnings: DDLG, gn plus sized reader, angst and comfort then happy!

You were at a playdate and noticing how the other littles all got picked up by their daddies. They could fully wrap their legs around their daddies and get carried around. However you never did this. Whenever daddy Frankie would pick you up it was more like him giving you a big hug and dragging you up slightly. You heard him wince once because his back hurt and you felt so bad.

Today when Frankie came to get you, you hugged him and didn't say anything as you left. You never felt jealous with other littles until now. You wished you could be picked up like that and feel closer to your daddy.

"Did you have fun?" Frankie asks, squeezing your hand.

"yeah." You shrug. You knew if you asked for uppies that it wouldn’t be the same as the others. "I wanna go home."

"Sure. We can go home." Frankie smiled, though a little taken-aback by your reserved mood.

At home you just follow him around, holding onto his shirt as he made you a snack. You observed how big and beefy his arms were. How broad his shoulders were. He was so strong so the only reason you couldn't have proper upies must be because of you...

"Okay..." Frankie turns around "What's going on, baby? You're scaring me with how quiet you are."

You chew your lip debating what to say. You don't want to come off as ungrateful. You knew that was a big no no. You melted under his kind brown eyes.

"Daddy... why can't I have uppies?" You bit your lip. "Is there something wrong with me?"

"What? No of course not, sweet pea." He stroked your hair gently. "If you want uppies daddy can do it." He wraps his arms around you ready to do it but you step back.

"No daddy! Not like that. It's not the same." You huffed in frustration.

"Not the same as what?" Frankie asked gently.

“I want uppies like my fwends.” You try to explain. "They get lifted up so high." You felt your lip wobble and hot tears spring into your eyes. "but i can't p'cause i'm too... big." You grimaced. Frankie felt his heart break at your explanation. He wished he was bigger and strong so he could give you what you wanted.

"Listen to me, baby, you're not too big. You're just the right size. The perfect size for me to love you." He guided you over to the couch so he could pull you into his lap. "Come here."

You wrap yourself around him as best as you could, imagining it was like uppies would feel.

"Our uppies aren't like everyone elses, sweet pea, because we're not like everyone else. That doesn't mean it's not special. That it doesn't make us feel good."

“But!” You try to argue more

"Who knows best?” He interrupted.

“Daddy does.” You respond immediately. Sighing.

“That’s right. If I think you need to be picked up I will do it the way I think is the best. Sometimes I do uppies with my arms but sometimes with my words or my kisses.” He took that moment to kiss your forehead. "Whatever it is, it's perfect because it's me and you. No one else."

"Okay." You say deciding not to keep fighting.

The next week at the playdate Frankie got an idea. He talked to Daddy Din about it. When he came and picked you up he and daddy din lifted you up so you could wrap your arms around Frankie. They both held you up and you felt so happy.

"Yay!" You cheered smooching Frankie. "Thankie daddy."

"Anything for you, sweet pea." He murmured.

And you realized Daddy was right. Uppies like everyone else was great. Uppies just with you and daddy were great too. Really anything was perfect as long as it was you and him.

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Daddies masterlist

Littlespace taglist: @lafresamilk @dobbyjen @mamacitapascal @prettypedros, @marstheplanet @takochansugoi @oceanablue @iwishtobeastorm @dincrypt, @bac-1, @spacenerdpascal, @cranberrypills @punkerthanpascal @breezythesimp @djarinsimp @mylittlesenaar @bbybunbun @phnyx @xwalltoast @dreadwolfxoxo @xwalltoast @mswarriorbabe80 @bearcina @lokigirlszendaya @pedroslilbitch @star-wars-fan-2005 @din-jarhead @hillgoth @m4ngoj3lly @crabbae @im-a-mcsimp-for-mchotties @girlofchaos @joelsflannel @xoxabs88xox

#daddy!frankie #little!reader #ask padika #lokigirlszendaya

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strawberrymilkgeorge · 3 years

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Part Seven. Cooties, Discall, and Flirting

warnings: swearing, also I used the word “flirt” so many times it no longer holds meaning so beware word count: 4k

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A/N: putting it up here this time!!!! i liked this chap so i hope you do too!!!!! if you didn’t see the missing dms from part 3 (which are now actually in part 3), bugsy agreed to a minecraft date with dream in exchange for karl touring her on his smp!! anyway, enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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The frosty air bit at Y/n's skin as she hurriedly shut the car door behind her, starting up her car in an attempt to find warmth as quickly as possible. "Why do I live here?" she asked through chattered teeth, causing Naomi to laugh.

"It's not that cold!"

"I don't know how you're okay with this."

"Do you want me to drive? You're so stiff you'll crash,” Naomi offered as she looked at Y/n.

"I'm fine, I just need to warm up for a second," Y/n assured as she rubbed her hands together in front of the heater.

Naomi giggled and took her hands, rubbing them to help heat them up.

"Thank you, ma'am."

"Now hurry up, I have a work meeting in like 30 minutes."

"What?" she gasped, quickly putting her gloves back on. "Why didn't you tell me? I wouldn't have spent so much time looking at Christmas decorations!"

"I'm just kidding. But Karl will be mad if he has to wait for his food any longer."

"You're seriously the worst." She smacked Naomi's arm and started driving, much less panicked than a few moments prior.

"You love me."

"Whatever. How's your internship going by the way?"

Naomi sighed. "Good. It's really hard to be motivated to go since it's unpaid but it's the last thing I need to graduate so I have to do it."

"But you enjoy it, right? I mean it's what you want to do."

"Yeah, no, I love it. I just wish I was getting paid so I didn't have to work at the grocery store too. I wish I could get paid to play video games like you."

Y/n deflated slightly. She hated when people put it like that, it made her sound like it wasn't a real job but it was challenging in its own way. "I'll teach you how to pvp and you'll be on your way to the top."

"Maybe then I could actually meet George myself instead of waiting around for you to do it."

"Wait!" Y/n gasped. "Did I not... did I not tell you about the other night?"

"Uh... I guess not? What happened?"

Y/n squealed. "Dude! Make a Discord account right now. Get your phone out and make one."

"Why? What is that?"

"It's the thing we all use to voice call during streams and in private and stuff. Come on!" Y/n used her right hand to urge Naomi to grab her phone. "George said you can't have his number but you can have his Discord."

"Wait, really??" Naomi gasped. "Wait, what does that mean!? I can talk to him on it!?"

Y/n laughed. "Yes, yes! You can text or voice call or even video call but I don't suggest that right away. Don't scare him away."

"He really said he'd add me back? Wait, when did you talk to him about me?"

"On Dream's stream. After the movie, I went and talked to them for a few hours."

"Is that why I heard you giggling at four in the morning?"

Y/n felt her cheeks heat up. "Okay, well, that was just with Dream. George and Sapnap left the call around one and two."

"Date."

"Sounds to me like someone doesn't want GeorgeNotFound's Discord..."

Y/n saw Naomi cower shyly. "Sorry. Please give it to me."

"I don't know it off the top of my head, silly. So be nice for the rest of the car ride and I'll get it when we get home."

"Is Karl meeting us at our apartment or his?"

"Ours. Can you tell him we're almost there?"

"I don't know if I have the strength to... talk to someone who's such good friends with... my love..." Naomi started with a dramatic sigh, "it just reminds me of the pain I go through daily... without him..."

"If that were true, you couldn't talk to me. I'm also good friends with Mr. Not Found."

Naomi threw her head to glare at Y/n, who just laughed. "Come on, text Karl. Please. His food will get cold."

Y/n watched as Naomi typed away on her phone. Soon, the two pulled up to their apartment complex and headed upstairs. Y/n turned the corner and walked down the hall to see Karl standing at their front door.

"KARL JACOBS! WE HAVE FOOD!"

He looked up quickly from his phone and beamed at them. "My heroes!"

"What are you doing outside, silly?" Y/n asked. "Don't you have a key?"

"Naomi made me give it back after I pulled that prank on you guys last month," he explained as Y/n unlocked the door.

"Well deserved. I still find glitter everywhere."

Y/n set the food on the counter and the other two crowded around. "Thank you, mother, for lunch," Karl joked and kissed her cheek loudly, his love language of physical touch jumping out of him. Y/n grimaced playfully as she wiped her cheek on her shoulder.

"GROSS!!! COOTIES!"

Karl pouted. "I thought we were best fwends, Y/n . Best fwends don't have cooties."

"You do. You're a boy."

Y/n's phone lit up as Karl started going on a joking rant about how Y/n always is so mean to his affections and he can't help wanting to show his friends he loves them and how she's so mean and, "Y/n you're not even listening to my complaints how are we supposed to be best friends when you're too busy talking to your boyfriend all the time and—"

"Boyfriend?" Y/n looked up quickly, worried he had seen the text from Peter that she just read. He was still trying to convince her to talk to him even after she bluntly told him no and why.

Karl walked over to the couch with his food and sat next to Naomi. "I was just joking... why, is there someone?" he giggled. "Dreeeaam maybe?"

Y/n shook her head, and her lack of defensiveness made Naomi and Karl look at each other. Normally she turned bright red and stumbled over her words when they joked about anyone being her boyfriend, but she was stone cold silent as her phone continued to illuminate her face.

"Y/n... What's up?" Naomi asked. "Is it Peter again?"

"Peter?" Karl's eyebrows raised and his food almost fell out of his mouth. "He's been texting you?"

Y/n sighed, locking her phone and sliding it in her pocket before finally joining her friends on the couch. "It's nothing."

"No, it's not."

"He wants to talk," Y/n mumbled.

"What?" Karl asked genuinely.

"I said he wants to talk."

Karl just stared for a few moments before looking at Naomi, who nodded, then back at Y/n. "You're not going to, right? Right? You've got to be kidding me, Y/n, he's a selfish dick and he's just going to keep hurting you. Why do you keep giving him the benefit of the doubt when he's proven time and time again that he's nothing but a fuc—"

"Karl!" Y/n interrupted. "I'm obviously not going to talk to him."

Karl's face flushed, probably embarrassed that he had assumed the worst and ranted. He sighed, exasperated. "Why don't you just block him already?"

Y/n shrugged. "He's harmless now that I don't let his words get to me."

"I'm just glad you finally decided not to meet up with him," Naomi said.

Y/n shrugged like it was an obvious choice, but deep down she couldn't help but think about the exact reason she had come to that decision. Besides all the pain he had caused her, how could she consider getting back together with her ex when she finds herself giddy about talking to someone else over Discord? Simple: she couldn't. The possibility of liking Dream briefly crossed her mind, and she knew that in the few weeks she had talked to him, the faceless man she had never met in real life made her feel better about herself than her ex-boyfriend ever did in the two years they dated. She wasn't sure quite what that meant, but she knew it was something.

"Can I have George's Dis...call or whatever it's called now? Please?"

Y/n laughed at the failed attempt at remembering the name of the application and pulled out her phone, directing Naomi on where to add friends and listing off his name and hashtag. Naomi then gave Y/n her name so she could tell George who to add back. "There, now leave me alone about George for the rest of your life."

Naomi giggled giddily before going to her room, eyes glued to her phone for the moment he would add her back.

"I'm sorry for being so bossy when it comes to Peter," Karl muttered.

Y/n shrugged and cuddled into the couch, hugging a pillow to her stomach. "I get that he was awful, but you have to trust me to know what to do."

"I do! I promise I trust you but..." Karl paused to groan, "but he just makes my blood boil. I've never hated anyone in my life but I would love to slice his head off if I ever got the chance."

"Thank you for being protective, but I promise I can handle myself."

Karl looked at her sadly. "Why did you stay with him for so long? Even after he cheated on you and said all those horrible things?"

She shrugged shamefully. "I had no one else."

"You had me and Naomi! Y/n, you've never been alone."

"That's not what I mean, Karl. I love you guys so much but it's not the same as dating someone, you know?"

"I guess..." he sighed. "But wouldn't you rather be alone than with someone who's so possessive you're afraid to tell him about your real job?"

Y/n dropped her shoulders. He had a point. She really shouldn't have stayed with Peter as long as she did. He was scary. "Yeah."

A scream from the other room snapped them out of their serious conversation. "HE ADDED ME BACK!"

Y/n laughed and Karl shook his head. "Poor George. He's about to regret so much," she predicted.

"Noooo... I'm sure he and Naomi will get along great," Karl argued. "They'll be friends at least."

"Maybe. Hey, any updates about cameragirl?"

Karl blushed immediately and Y/n smiled.

"Is that a yes??"

"I... may have... finally spoken to her. Y/n, she's so cute. Like, she's so nice and I want to protect her from everything."

"What did you guys talk about?!" Y/n gasped, sitting up quickly.

"You're going to be so disappointed in me..."

"Did you talk about Sonic the Hedgehog again? Karl, I swear—"

"No! But I only said like two words."

"What two words?"

"Um, I said hi, and then she asked how I was and I said good."

"KARL!"

"I know!" he said as he buried his face in his hoodie sleeves. "I'm the worst! I don't know how to talk to her! She's so cute!!!"

Y/n laughed endearingly and pulled his hands away. "My offer still stands, I'll teach you how to flirt if you want."

"No, I still don't believe that you can actually flirt."

"I totally can, but fine. Ask Naomi to help you if you don't trust me. She'd teach you if you want." Y/n looked down at her phone as it lit up with notifications from Twitter.

As if he knew by the smile on her face who it was, Karl challenged, "Flirt with Dream to prove you can."

"I have nothing to prove to you," Y/n mumbled, standing up. "But he wants to call me so I'm going to my room. You're welcome to stay here or go home since Naomi's still in her room too."

"Mkay," Karl said. "I'll just stay here for now. Thanks again for the food."

"No problem, dude." Y/n disappeared to her room and opened Discord on her computer, waiting for Dream to call her. She answered when he finally did.

"Hi, Dream," she smiled into her headset.

"Hi, Bug. What are you up to?"

"Nothing. I was just explaining to Karl how good I am at flirting because he doesn't believe that I'm good."

"I don't either."

"What?" she laughed. "Why does no one think I can? Have you seen all the thirsty people flirting with me on Twitter? You included."

"Yeah, but you hardly flirt back. You just insult us."

"I can flirt when I want to."

"Prove it."

"...I don't want to."

"Why? Because you can only flirt with your boyfriend?"

"Are you trying to get me to admit I have a secret lover?"

"Yes."

"Well too bad, I don't."

"Interesting... so you," he paused, careful with his words, "so you decided... not to listen to whats-his-face?"

"Mhm," she hummed, not trusting her voice to stay steady. Why was she nervous? She crossed her fingers hoping that he wouldn't ask how or why she came to that conclusion. She didn't have a lie ready to hide the fact that it might have something to do with Dream.

"Then there's no reason you can't flirt with me."

Y/n sighed dramatically but still smiled. "Why did you call me? Just to make fun of my flirting abilities?"

"No, I called because I'm bored."

"Wow, so I'm just a backup when GeorgeNotFound and Sapnap are busy?"

"Actually, I called you before I tried either of them."

"Interesting..." she mocked him and he scoffed.

"Stop changing the subject and flirt with me!!! Give me your best pickup line!! Why won't you?"

"How about because I reserve flirting for people who deserve it?"

"Oh, it's that good, huh? You have to be on a VIP list to be flirted with by you?"

"Yeah," she laughed, completely joking. "It's life-changing."

"How do I get on that list?"

"Why do you want me to flirt with you so bad, you weirdo?"

"Because you said it's life-changing! And because I just don't believe that you're good at flirting."

"Why? What about me screams that I'm an awkward mess?"

"Everything!" he laughed. "Every time I've witnessed anyone flirt with you you just get all embarrassed and change the subject. Or on Twitter when we flirt with you, you almost always just reject us outright. People like that aren't smooth."

"Fine. I'll flirt with you, Dream. Not now but when you least expect it and it'll leave you so speechless that you'll never question me again."

"Good. I'm excited."

She snorted lightly and shook her head. "You're ridiculous."

"Oh, hey, you know how I said Sapnap, George, and I wanted to do a big hangout thing with everyone?"

"Yes! Is it happening??"

"Yeah! We still don't know exactly when but George mentioned he thinks New Year's Eve and New Year's Day are stupid holidays so we want to get everyone together in person for that to prove it's a great holiday."

"I mean... I'm kinda with George on this one," Y/n agreed.

"What?! How? It's the start of a New Year! It's an excuse to kiss someone and you start the year with all your friends and loved ones and-"

"It's literally just another day. The only thing that changes is people accidentally put the wrong year when they write dates down for the first month."

Dream laughed. "That's stupid. No. It's a good holiday."

"Whatever. You'll just have to prove to me that it's good."

"I will."

"And the thing you said about having an excuse to kiss someone is stupid. If you wanna kiss someone, just kiss them."

"That easy, huh?"

"Yes."

Dream hummed thoughtfully, a mischievously playful tone to it that made Y/n change the subject slightly to spare her heart from beating too hard.

"So he's coming for New Years'?"

"Okay, yeah, so he doesn't know exactly what date but we're trying to get as many of our friends as we can to come so we have to plan around everyone. Also obviously you and Karl and Naomi are invited."

"Oh, Naomi too? Good, because I think they're talking to each other right now."

"They are," Dream laughed. "George texted me when she added him and he panicked because he doesn't know how to talk to girls."

"What?!" Y/n gasped in offense. "That's his and my thing! Why didn't he text me panicking??"

"He said he was going to text you but since it's your friend he felt awkward."

She grunted. "Fine. I guess that makes sense. Except, I know her better than anyone so I'd be waaay more helpful than you."

"You saying I don't know how to talk to girls?"

"I mean, you've used so many pickup lines on me on Twitter and I'm still not wowed, so yeah, I'd say you aren't as smooth as you'd like to think."

"Bug! What?! I'm totally good at talking to girls," Dream tried to defend, pulling excuses out of his ass. "I just haven't used my best tactics because you're easier to scare away than most. As I said, you can't dish it or take it so I have to use special moves."

"They still haven't worked." The quick beating of her heart and shaking of her hands informed her that that was a lie. Every time he replied to her tweets, the painful grin on her face proved it was a big, fat lie. Maybe she was a little impressed at his "special moves" but she wasn't going to ever admit that to him.

"Whatever, you liar. Anyway, we were thinking of renting a cabin on a lake or something like that for everyone to stay in."

"Oh! Yes, that sounds so fun! I love lake houses so much."

"Good. I'm gonna talk to George and the other brits and see if that's doable. It's gonna happen. I promise. I'm tired of not seeing my friends."

"Wait, how many people are you guys thinking? I'm still nervous about showing people my face..."

"It's a rough list but basically Sapnap, George, Quackity, Karl, Wilbur, Niki, um, Tubbo, Tommy, who else.... I think that's it right now. We'll make sure you know them and are comfortable with them so you don't feel pressured to show strangers who you are."

She nodded to herself. "Okay. I could also just not come if I'm not comfortable with someone—"

"What?!" he asked loudly, genuinely surprised. "Wha— no. We just wouldn't invite them."

"But—"

"I'd way rather have you there than anyone else. Hell, I'd kick George or Sapnap out if you didn't want to show them your face."

"Wait, really?"

"No pressure but I really want you to come and I want to make sure your comfortable."

"What if I don't want to show you my face?"

There was a long pause and Y/n knew he was trying to control his voice so she didn't know he was disappointed or slightly offended. "I mean... I don't know. I guess I... wouldn't go."

Her heart cracked at the sadness in his voice.

"I really don't want you to be pressured into—"

"Dream," she said. "It's okay. I'm probably most comfortable with meeting you over anyone else."

"Really?"

She didn't trust her voice not to sound too sappy and giddy. She didn't trust it a lot when she was around Dream. "Mhm."

"I'm glad," he said happily but softly. "It will be fun. Also, give me your phone number."

"So forward of you, Dream."

"Shut up, I wanna make a group chat."

Y/n laughed and told him her number. "I'm really excited now, Dream! I haven't hung out with people in so long and it sounds like a fun little vacation."

Dream laughed at her excitement. "I just want to hug the shit out of George."

It was Y/n's turn to laugh loudly. "Have you met him in real life yet?"

"No."

"I doubt he'll even let you touch him. He doesn't seem touchy."

"I don't think he is but I don't care. I am very touchy so he won't have a choice but to hug me."

"Ugh, another touchy person. Gross."

"Are you not?"

"Not really. Karl is the touchiest person I have ever met so he's kinda rubbed off on me a little over the years I think, but in general no."

"Oh, yeah, he's already threatened to kiss all of us as soon as we meet," Dream said with a laugh.

"Best to just let it happen. He pouted earlier because I wiped my cheek after he kissed it."

"That doesn't sound like something someone who can flirt would do."

"Because I'm not flirting with Karl!" Y/n groaned but a laugh was behind her words. "What is with you guys?"

"You just can't be on Karl and my level of flirting if we don't see it! Can't be in the gang if you don't show us your skill."

"Just you wait, Dream. You'll see."

"Wait, what about our Minecraft date?"

"What about it?"

"When we do that, you have to flirt with me!"

"No, I don't," she protested with a loud laugh.

"Um, I'm pretty sure it's very rude to not sweet-talk your date. You have to flirt with me then."

Y/n giggled. "Oh yeah? And what if I don't?" She hadn't meant for her voice to come out laced with something suggestive, but if Dream noticed, he thankfully didn't show it.

"Well, we'll just have to keep going on dates until you do."

"Pretty sure forcing someone on dates is illegal, buddy."

Dream laughed. "You agreed to it!!"

"I agreed to the first one," she corrected. "I agreed to one date in exchange for you letting Karl tour me around your server. One."

"Don't worry." Unlike Y/n's, Dream's voice was purposefully laced with something suggestive as he told her, "after our date, it won't take much for you to agree to more."

"Oh whatever," she scoffed, trying to cool her face down with her icy hands. Even they were no match for the heat on her cheeks. "When are we doing this stupid thing anyway?"

"Ah, the smooth talking has begun, I see."

"Dreeeamm..." she whined, growing increasingly tired of the butterflies in her stomach. Why did she suddenly feel so nervous around him? It's not sudden, she told herself.

Dream's cute laugh interrupted her thoughts. "What about tomorrow?"

"I'm streaming Among Us tomorrow."

He groaned. "You never make time for me."

"I cannot stand you," she joked, laughs slipping through her annoyed voice and blowing her cover. "You're the one who said you were too busy to join my lobby. So really you don't make time for me."

"No, no, no," he protested. "I'd make time for one-on-one time with you, just not a game where I hardly get to talk to you."

"Oh my gosh." She rolled her eyes. "How did you turn this around to sound cute again."

"Aw, Bug, you think I'm cute?"

"You ruined it by asking. What are you doing tomorrow anyway?"

"I have to finish a plug-in by tomorrow night so George and I can test it. There's still a lot to fix so it'll probably will take all day."

"Oooh," she cooed. "What's it do?"

"It changes the world every time we take damage," he explained with a hint of pride in his voice.

"What the! That sounds awesome!"

"Thanks," he said shyly, proudness gone now that he was being complimented. "Anyway, George is really busy next week so we have to test it tomorrow night so we can record the next day."

"You probably should finish it then."

"Or you could cancel your stream and we could go on a date."

"Dream!" She laughed. "No! How about next week. Between you editing the video you record, we go on a Minecraft date. How's Thursday?"

"I guess I could fit you into my schedule..."

"I hate you."

His cheeky grin could be heard through his stupid words. "Keep telling yourself that."

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Can you do little!Dream being upset about something and Cg!Sapnap cheering him up with plushies or something like that? Thank you! -💎

♡ regressor dream and carer sapnap ♡

warning(s): brief cursing, crude humor

Dream tossed his mask carelessly onto the floor, knowing he’d later regret it but couldn’t find it in his tender muscles to care right now. Instantly he faceplanted into his pillow, his entire aching back going limp, a groan coughing out of the back of his throat as he became one with the mattress. He loved speedrunning, don’t get him wrong, it just sucked when he felt as if it was more tedious than fun. He had gotten no good times, a sore back and tired feet from running and falling over and over again, not to mention he had yet to fix his latest plugin. The only thing that stopped him from reaching for the stars was burnout.

However, before he could wallow any further, his bedroom door clicked open.

“What happened to the sub twenty speedrun pissbaby?"

Another groan met Sapnap's reply.

The younger laughed at the how limp his roommate was, secretly thankful that he hadn’t decided to go with him. Though Dream’s energy seemed to be a bit off, dare Sapnap say he was more tired than usual after an entire day of speedrunning.

"You alright?” Sapnap asked with furrowed eyebrows, even while Dream couldn’t see his expression. “You're doing a great impression of a dead body." He kept his tone light-hearted, wanting to know what his friend was feeling.

"Saaaaaapnnnnnaaaap."

According to the whine, and huffy tone, not too good.

Even with the barest reply, he could connect the dots. Dream was most likely sore from running around, probably hungry from being low-energy, and definitely tired after a full day of socially interacting. Not to mention they had all just gotten off a call with George about the newest plugin, it still needed testing, so Dream had to have that on his mind too.

Sapnap ran over a couple ideas, wondering how he could help his friend relieve his stress from the day.

Meanwhile Dream, unaware of Sapnap’s plan, sighed into his messy bed sheets. He balled his fingers into the soft fabric, allowing himself to get lost in the pleasant feeling. Sadly, he was pulled out of his little daze by a soft few taps on his shoulder.

He huffed, shoving his head out of his pillow with a grouchy look on his face, ready to complain and ask for alone time. Dream was quickly thrown off guard though, expecting to meet Sapnap’s face. Instead he was met with one of his many blob plushies, a big wobbly smile sown into its face with two little dots for eyes.

Dream’s eyes squinted, knowing the only times he used his plushie’s were for regression. He watched as the blob bounced at the attention, flickering to Sapnap’s hand around it’s squishy body.

“Don’t be sad Dweamie!” He resisted the urge to smile, finding the voice Sapnap chose for the plush to be goofy. He knew the other was trying to help him, but he wanted to be a bit stubborn for a little longer, so for now he opted for a frowny face as his mind slowly grew lighter.

The blob bopped Dream’s forehead, it’s little head swaying side to side as if it were speaking. Sapnap’s high-pitched squeaky voice talked for it, an audible grin in his voice. “It’s your bestest fwend, Blobs!! No sad, happy!”

The plushie suddenly moved forward again, darting to Dream’s face to give tiny pats all over. Sapnap made obnoxiously loud kissy sounds, voice filled with affection. Dream just couldn’t hold in his giggles anymore, already feeling himself start to slip as he ducked his chin back into the safety of his pillow.

“Nohohaha!! Quit ihit!!”

“Mwuah!! Where is he? Where did my best friend go?! There he is! That’s my giggle monster!! Mwuah, mwuah, mwuah!!”

Dream felt as if his chest were going to explode with giddiness, finally turning his head back. He fumbled with the blanket before gently swatting at the doll. “Fihine! Ohkahay, ohokahay!! Mm’ hehehere dohork.”

Sapnap poked his head from behind blobs, his devious grin melting at the sight of Dream’s shy squinted eyes and silly smile. He handed Blobs over, watching as Dream visibly brightened and scooped the plush into his arms, now snuggling his face against it.

Right after though, Dream started to yawn. Sapnap wanted nothing more for him to sleep, however he knew the big guy hadn’t had anything to eat since he got back. So pushing aside Dream’s cute little arm stretch, he patted the bed. “It’s snack time bud!! You get yourself ready for bed and you can have a nap with Big Bear.”

Sapnap’s lips quirked up even further as Dream dived back into the covers, whining into his toy. But what Dream didn’t know is that he had a secret weapon.

The raven sighed, fluttering his eyelashes with a sweetly sly tone. “I’ll read you an extra bedtime story!”

In an instant, Dream was stumbling to get out of bed. So fast Sapnap was worried he might get a headrush. He wasn’t able to hold back a little chuckle or two, helping Dream get uncurled from his blanket burrito before heading towards the door.

They grouped back together in less than five minutes, Sapnap walked in with a plate and sippy cup, barely having time to shut the door behind him before dream was calling out his name with more slurred words.

“Hurry up Sap!! Blobs is gettin’ antsee’!” Dream whined with an impatient voice, tugging the blanket off to give a grabby hand at the plate. Though he had to be careful, Blobs was in his other hand tucked away into his chest.

“Hold your ponies Dweam.” Sapnap softly grinned as he set the plate down on the bedside table. He helped Dream sit up and held his sippy cup for him, unable to stop the fondness from seeping into his expression as his little buddy made ‘nom’ing sounds each and every chew.

Before he knew it - “I’ done!! Cup pwease!” - Dream was finished with his sandwich and crackers, now making a grabby hand at the green sippy cup. Sapnap’s smile somehow widened, his heart always seemed to melt when Dream regressed. “You have very good manners!! Here you go sunshine.”

Dream politely took the sippy cup, sending a beaming smile up at his carer. “Thank ywo big bear!!” He nudged the tip into the plushie’s face, as if that’s where it’s mouth was to take a few sips, before plopping it into his own mouth and happily sipping away. Before Sapnap could become a puddle on the ground, he quickly sat up to pick out a book from the closet. Dream often hid most of his items in there.

“Hey giggles, you get two books tonight! Which ones do you want?”

In exactly two minutes later, Sapnap was snuggled right beside Dream, the bed was big enough for him to scoot down - so it created the illusion he was shorter - and rest his head onto Sapnap’s chest. It was a win-win situation, because just as Sapnap got to the second book, he heard a soft snore.

Sapnap glanced over, holding back a coo at Dream’s content expression with blobs cuddled in his arms. He leaned down to press a light kiss to his forehead, careful not to wake him up as he reached over to dim the lights.

Sapnap held back a yawn of his own, a little tired from his own agenda, a nap would do nicely for both of them. He wrapped an arm to press Dream closer to his chest, sleepily grinning when the blond subconsciously leaned into him even more. He couldn’t help but chuckle, eyes starting to drift shut.

“Goodnight, sunshine.”

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