#ok bed gangs at about 15

[leviathiane]

also completely unrelated but im heading back to my uni campus soon and a bitch is bringing so many plushies

#depths' talks #aka like uhhh #5 #im bringing 5 lmfao #i have.... many plushies. so #ive nver counted them actually hang on #ok bed gangs at about 15 #and i have more just kinda... around? #so really by moving back into my dorm im Making Space at home bc i have a very small bed and its mostly plushy #ive never expressed myself as a plushie person nor like asked for them?? pbut people keep giving them to me #keep in mind i am not a soft and cuddly individual. i do not come off that way nor am i that way #i for all intents and purposes do not seem like a plushie person. i look like someone with a taxidermy animal serial killer den #and yet.......... #anyway this is all to say i just texted my roommates basically going Honey u got a big storm coming #of the plushes im bringing includes: a stuffed photorealistic american cockroach from lucky #a giant rainbow kitty plushw ith bunny ears. its a squishmallow #another knock off squishmallow blue shiba dog #a 5 foot snake thats head is also a pupper #and a round seal from an aquarium in japan :) #so thatll be fun #beds are meant to be like a weird nest of plush items to hold #ill be real my first quarter dorming on campus was very desolate. i was not used to sleeping in a barren bed #but i figured it would be embarassing to be 22 and kind of a rough type and also have plushies??? #and now im like fuck it davis watched me basketball slam dunk a termite alate out of te sky to show him #and alex watched me almost drink paint water instead of my cereal i put in a cup #so like. whatever

[msdoodlesposts]

Happy Valentine day!

Mrs Rich!Player x DogDay!Rich! (And friends ) AU

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“Richie” you muttered as you turned over and reached over for your fluffy partner.

Only to hear a lightly squeak. You sat up and looked down having accidentally hitted the small Bobby Bearhug doll who looked up at you, annoyed at being squish.

“What the-“ you started and lifted up the blankets only to find the rest of the Critter gang snuggling against her legs and , no wonder you felt warm.

“Ok-no you guys know the rules no surprise cuddles” you said shaking your legs to get them away and you swing your legs over to the side of your bed, you reach for your clock only to find it gone and your blink before turning your head to the 6 smiling critters looking at you as they sat on the bed.

“Ok which of you little brats ate my alarm clock? I’m looking at you pig” you said looking at PickyPig who burp a bit which cause the Clock inside the ring a bit.

You took in a deep breath still trying to figure out why you let Rich and Theo convince you to bring these 6 back home.

You open your drawer and got out your wristwatch and blink seeing it was almost 9. You had your alarm normally set for 6 to get started on your day.

You got up and looked over at the plushies still on your bed and made a shooing motion “go, go find your leader” you spoke you didn’t say which one exactly though.

You went to the bathroom to get your morning started and was more confuse when you came back out and the dolls were still there.

Usually by more they would be off looking for one if the larger critters…unless someone told them to stay in the room.

You were proven right when you tried to head out only to get tackle back.

For tiny things they were stronger together.

“Don’t make me get the lighter!” You threaten and that was enough to cause them to back up.

You sat up and frown seeing their sad faces, you didn’t like useing threats but sometimes it was needed.

You stood up, making sure they weren’t going to try and tackle you again before heading out, you heard them fallow right behind you.

You walked threw the formally two story home (formally since you had the second floor and attic removed to make room for your taller friends and husband).

You step to the side as a boogie bot rolled by fallowed by a Cat-Bee chasing after it.

You waved hi to Kissy and Catnap who were watching cartoons on a tv set to their eye height and you headed to the kitchen. You stop and sniff.

Smelling pancakes and eggs and…donuts?

You moved more quicker since you made it clear none of the toys were allowed near the stove for safety reasons.

You came in and clear your throat upon seeing poppy on the counter. Her dress covered by a homemade pink apron.

She was useing her body to carry a spatula with a pancake over to a plate of them.

“What did I say about useing the kitchen” you spoke as you came over and turn the stove off.

“Don’t worry Angel she was just helping me” a voice spoke.

You sigh softly and turned around and look up at your 15 feet tall husband.

“Wanted to get your little surprise ready”

You rose a brow confuse “surprise?” You asked.

You heard poppy clear her throat and use the spatial to point at the calander.

You froze.

“Wait-our anniversary” you slap your forehead mentally yelling at yourself. You took today off and had completely forgotten about it.

“I-I’m sorry” you began gently taking your husband paw and pressed it to your cheek lightly.

You been working later nights the past month due to some employees quitting.

You been so busy that you had forgotten about it.

Rich kneeled down and gently pressed his head against yours in a form of a forehead kiss.

“It’s alright Angel, we’re not doing anything special, just giving you the breakfast I promise you” he said softly.

You took in a deep breath trying not to break down in tears.

“And donuts” You chuckled looking over at the box surprised that Randy’s donuts was still in buisness “how you even get these?” You asked as you pulled one out and threw it down the hall letting the little critters chase after it, you grabbed another one took a bite of it.

“They expanded a lot and due deliveries now, had to argue with the guy about how I couldn’t come out and grab the box and to just leave it on the porch” Rich grumbled a bit before pulling a chair out for you.

You smiled happily and another bite out of your donut.

Might have took 13 years but you finally celebrated your first wedding anniversary.

And got your donuts

#poppy playtime #dogday #fanfiction #video games #poppy playtime chapter 3 #poppy playtime au #au #fanfic #player #reader x poppy playtime #catnap poppy playtime #kissy missy #rich poppy playtime #rich x reader #valentines day #cute

[fruit3milk]

--> Alpha! Arataki Itto x Omega! Male Reader : "Rut Season" 18+! <3

Warnings! + Content: ABO dynamics, concepts, and universe, breeding kink, knotting, heavy smut, NSFW, amab anatomy, he/him pronouns

Summary! : Itto is going through his rut cycle and is just an incredibly horny man😌 pure smut

Minors, Fujoshi/danshi, Fem-aligned DNI!!!

Itto had been gone all morning, afternoon, and evening. The only time you saw actually saw him today was when you woke up, earlier than him as usual, only to see Itto quickly and quietly slipping out of your shared tent. You thought it was strange but figured he just wanted to train extra hard today. That was until he missed dinner and now it was around 9:30. You stayed pacing around the campfire, wondering what could have had him out there for so long. A member of the gang was heading towards his tent to turn in for the night when he spotted you. "You stayin' up late Y/N?" He asked. "Yeah I just, I want to make sure Itto gets back.. He's been training all day I think." You replied in a worried tone. "Ah well that's the boss for you, I'm sure he'll be back as soon as he notices it's dark. I'll see ya in the morning yeah?" He smiled softly and entered his tent, heading to bed for the night. "Yeah..good night.." You said quietly. It was around 10:15 when you finally saw a familiar figure approaching the campsite and bonfire. Once he got into the light you noticed it was indeed Itto. He looked exhuasted and somehow fevered. "Itto?..are you ok?" His head raised quickly when he heard your voice, his expression changing into one of worry and fear. "Y-Y/N..what are you doing still up? You should've been asleep by now it's almost 10:30-." You cut his sentence off. "I'm supposed to be asleep? What about you? You were gone all day and I-, I was worried about you.." Your voice trailed off as you finished your sentence, your tone becoming melancholic. "I-..I'm sorry Y/N, but there's a serious reason I promise! I'm just- just kinda going through something right now." Your brows furrowed upwards in a concerned expression. You approached Itto slowly, him backing up and jolting a little. "Itto? I won't hurt you dear you know that. What's going on baby?, talk to me." You said using that nurturing, soft voice of yours. His guard came down slightly, enough for him to open up to you. "I- can we go inside to talk about this?" He lowered his voice to a whisper. "I don't want the others to know what's going on.." You nodded your head and held your hand out for Itto to take. "Of course we can." You said with a soft smile. He hesitantly took your hand in his, grasping it tight. You lead both of you to your shared tent, making sure to tie and zip it up tight so no one could disturb you. He sat down on the multiple blankets and pillows on the ground, sighing and covering his face with both his hands. You sat next him gently, trying to find a way to word your next sentence. "What's going on honey?" He lowered his hands and took a deep breath. "I've been-, um, well I guess there's no easy way to put this but.." He turned his head to the side to face you. His cheeks were flushed red and his eyes showed desperation, but for what? "You know I'm an alpha right?" You nodded your head and listened intently to him. "Well..I think it's um- mating season for my kind and..and my rut started last night.." Your eyes widened and suddenly all the pieces fit together perfectly. "Ohh.., is that why you left so early this morning?" He looked to the side, almost ashamed. "I had to..'cause I knew I wasn't gonna be able to..to control myself around you, ya know? You just..you look so cute all the time and with my rut I just- I just didn't want to freak you out or..do something weird around you? God I don't even know how to explain it-" Your hand gently raised to place itself upon Ittos' shoulder. "You're ok dear, I don't judge you at all. You can't control when it comes or goes..if anything, you know I'd be more than happy to help you" His eyes lit up and he looked like he couldn't believe what you just said. His face became even more flushed if possible. "H-help me? Are you sure? I mean- you do know what that means right?" You smirked softly with a chuckle. "Of course I know what that means."

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Itto had you face down ass up, his hips slamming against yours. He was panting almost like a dog. His nails dug into your hips, leaving deep scratch marks that drew blood. You couldn't care though, you were lost in that scent of his he gave out. Those drowning pheromones of his..It was all too good it put you in a trance. It filled up all your senses, almost persuading you and tempting you. Your moans were sometimes muffled by the pillows you bit into, other times you were screaming out in pleasure too aroused to care if anybody else heard. "Fuuuck~ you feel so good babyboy~" Itto breathlessly let out as he pounded that big cock of his inside you. One of his hands came up to tangle itself tightly in the back of your hair. He didn't pull you up though, just roughly tugged and kept a tight hold on you. You could barely think, only hearing the loud squelching and praises from Itto. "I-Itto~! Too fast~ t-too much~!" You moaned out as you tried your best to keep up with his frantic and harsh movements. Itto tried his best to calm his pace but it was basically the same as before. He couldn't help it, he couldn't think about anything else other than breeding you right here, right now. He let go of your hair though, using both of his hands to massage your hips. He tried his best to be as gentle as he could but his body just wouldn't accommodate that. Truly though, you didn't mind one bit. You couldn't help loving every bit of it. His roughness, the brutality of his thrusts against you, his primal need to just fuck you tired. You loved everything he gave you. His low groans of pleasure put you even deeper into submission. Your mouth stuck in an "O" shape as you got rammed into. His cock hit every single sweet spot inside you. The way his tip grinded against and abused your prostate pushed plea's and begs for more out of you. "Itto~!...fuck me more~♡! Please~!" You raised your hips up as far as you could, your toes curling in pleasure as your body was forced up and down by Itto's thrusts. Drool escaped from the sides of your grinning mouth, your eyes could barely stay open, almost crossed. Itto's hips seemed to never stutter or slow down, putting you in a fucked out haze. You couldn't resist the sinking feeling in the bottom pits of your stomach. "C-cumming!~ I'm- I'm gonna~!" A loud and high moan halfway left your throat, your little cock squirting all over the blankets and pillows beneath you. Itto on the other hand was still going at it. His aggressive pace overstimulating you way more than you were ready for. "Just a little longer baby..you're being such a good boy for me~♡ just relax~" That was easy for itto to say, he wasn't the one being pounded into the floor right now. You couldn't form sentences anymore, only lewd mumbles and choked out words left your lips. Itto was using you as a toy at this point, forcing your hips against his with his deathly tight grip on you. Soon, you felt his cock twitch inside you and a hot, thick liquid filling you up. Itto rutted into you, stopping his thrusts completely after a minute or two after. Your breathing was deep and exhausted mixing with his quick breaths. Itto slowly leaned down behind you, kissing the sides of your cheek and jaw before whispering lowly to you:

"Can you go for another round babe?..maybe more?"

♡ A/N's ♡ : Heyo! I hope this was ok as I'm still new to writing smut and fanfics in general. If you have any helpful tips or advice feel free to drop it!

If you guys would like a part 2 to this I would also love writing another part(ilovewritingittosmut).

I'm also currently working on a Kaeya x Male Reader fic!

Also should ya boy open smut requests? 👁👁 I would like to see what ya'll got

#male reader smut #itto x male reader #bottom male reader #x reader #x male reader #genshin smut #genshin x male reader #itto x reader #genshin x reader

[isa-belle1367]

More desmond headcanons bc my blorb is scurrying around my head and won't leave.

Desmond develops chronic migraines from the animus like the really bad kind. The ones where you pass out and wake up in Pain™️

Desmond is weirdly good at singing, but he never tells anyone, and most of the time, when he sings around others, he does it ironically, so one day he is just humming a song and everyone is like "WTF YOU CAN SING?"

Des starts picking up odd habits from his ancestors, such as refusing to step into a room with his left foot (edward) or running his tongue along his scar.

He 100% blames himself for not getting clay out of the animus

Is creepily flexible, like to a concerning degree.

He strikes me as a language nerd he def has duolingo, and even before the animus, he knew like 15 different languages

He climbs walls (yes, I was a wall climber as a kid, yes I am projecting rn)

ADHD DESMOND

He once got a 70 year old bottle of whiskey from a "friend" from the bar, and he absolutely shows it off every chance he gets.

He has connections to gangs and has gone on bike rides with them.

He can't do basic math to save his life if someone puts a multiplication problem in front of him, he short circuits.

He starts getting really bad nose bleeds from the animus, scares the crap out of everyone.

Definitely knows how to flirt like FLIRT can turn the straightest of men gay for a night if need be. It just gets worse after going through ezios' memories.

Has a list of really weird talents but can't do basic tasks like, yeah, you can dislocate your shoulder and pop it back into place, but can you cook eggs without burning them🤨

Terrible at cooking (95% sure his food is banned under the Geneva Conventions)

Can't walk in a straight line he is the friend who bumps into 1000 times a minute while walking down the side walk.

He is weirdly silent, like even before the animus thing, he is always weirdly quiet like silent footsteps can't hear his breathing etc. He dosent mean to it just happens

The only training that really stuck from the farm was the stealth training it was also his favorite subject to work on he probably hated hand to hand combat.

He has never filed taxes a day in his life, but the IRS could never track him down. He honestly doesn't even know he supposed to be paying them. The IRS has a meltdown over this.

Ok, I think this was enough to satisfy the itch in my brain. I'm gonna go to bed, know I might post a one-shot about the IRS one tomorrow. Idk

#assassin's creed #desmond miles #head canons #i personally would like to point out the taxes one #lucy mentions them #and hes like “who?” #and shes like “have you never paid taxes??” #and he is just so confused like “wtf are taxes?” #everyone loses their mind over this

[vdoesstuff]

Fic #15 (Zosan)

It was an ambush.

Some random pirate gang had jumped out of nowhere and attacked them. The sound of battle filled the air. A pirate jumped from the upper deck of the Merry. Sanji turned his head just in time to see the man falling toward him, but before he could act, he was unconscious.

When he came to, he tried to take in his surroundings as quickly as he could. There was a door in the corner. A table in front of him. A light hanging from the ceiling. And his hands were tied behind the chair he was sitting in. Ok, he thought. I’m not dead.

The door slammed open. It was the same pirate that had knocked him out. Sanji scanned the room for any way he could escape, or fight. Nothing. He was screwed. In a way though, he was glad it was him instead of anyone else. He’d rather himself get hurt than anyone else.

“Alright. You’re gonna tell us where your captain is.”

Sanji said nothing.

“We just need his bounty, not you. If you cooperate, we can let you go.” The man grinned.

Sanji remained silent.

“You ain’t gon’ tell us nothin?”

Sanji smirked. He shook his head.

“Smartass.”

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Sanji sat in the corner of the cell. His entire body ached. The iron cuffs were heavy against his (probably broken) wrist. His head felt heavy on his shoulders. He leaned against the cold, stone wall, and closed his eyes. He should’ve probably been used to this, considering his childhood, yet here he was. He considered his options. He could,

Escape, and probably get killed in the process,

Sit here until either he died or someone came to rescue him,

Or,

3. Give up Luffy’s location.

He scoffed. Of course he would never betray his captain. He could never do that to Luffy. Stay here it is then, He thought.

———— Zoro lunged forward.

Wado heavy in his mouth, he swung. And he didn’t miss. The screams of his victim stopped. A silence filled the room. He sheathed his swords, and looked around. No one left. No tricks, or surprise attacks. Nothing like the ambush that had taken Sanji away from him. He sighed. He missed his cook, and he was here somewhere.

I have to get him back, Zoro thought. He opened the door to reveal Sanji, lying on the floor. Oh god. His arm was angled in a way it probably shouldn’t be, and he was covered in bruises.

“Oh, cook.”

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Sanji didn’t remember falling asleep. But he woke up to the sound of the door creaking open to reveal Zoro, covered in blood. He ran for Sanji, embracing him. Sanji winced in pain, and Zoro eased. He immediately started cutting the chains on Sanji’s wrists.

“I’m sorry. I got here as fast as I could.” Zoro’s voice was quiet. His breathing was sharp. The iron cuffs fell to the floor. Sanji tried to stand. He yelped in pain, and fell back to the ground. His leg was definitely broken. Just how many bones had he broken?

“Hey, cook, easy. Be careful.” Zoro picked up Sanji, and started carrying him out.

“I’m fine, I can walk.” Zoro gave him a look.

“Cook, your leg is broken. You can’t walk.” Sanji sighed in resignation. He leaned his head against Zoro’s chest. He could hear the familiar thump-thump of his heartbeat. It was comforting, knowing Zoro was there.

As they approached the Going Merry, Sanji could hear the cheers of the rest of the crew. He wasn’t fully conscious, and was in a lot of pain, but he could pick up Zoro yelling for Chopper, Nami crying as she saw the shape Sanji was in, and Luffy cheering that everyone was at least alive. After that, he couldn’t remember anything. When he woke up, he was in Chopper’s office. All of his wounds were bandaged, and his leg was elevated. Zoro was sitting in the chair by his bed, arms crossed, head hung.

“Hey marimo,” Sanji croaked. Zoro perked his head up.

“Oh, cook.” Zoro leapt up to embrace Sanji. “I’m sorry.”

“What do you have to be sorry about?”

“I’m sorry I let this happen to you.”

“Mosshead, it’s not your fault. I’m the one who got captured.” Zoro held Sanji tighter.

“What did they do to you?” He cried quietly.

“Shhh marimo. I’m okay.”

“What did they do to you?”

“I’m used to it.” Zoro knew about Sanji’s childhood. He understood Sanji had been through this kind of thing before.

“That’s worse, dumbass.” Zoro cried into Sanji’s shoulder. “I can’t lose you.” Sanji leaned into Zoro’s embrace and cried silent tears.

They stayed like that for a while. Crying into each other’s shoulders. After neither of them had any tears left to cry, Zoro gently laid Sanji back down into the bed. He stroked Sanji’s hair.

“I missed you, mosshead.” Sanji smiled up at Zoro.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t get there sooner. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“Oh, marimo.”

Sanji sat up, and kissed Zoro.

EXTRA:

Zoro knocked him to the ground with the hilt of his sword.

“Did you hurt him?”

“Who even are you? And who are you talking abou?”

“Did. You. Hurt Him.” Zoro held Wado to the man’s throat.

“Who? The blondie? We had him here a while ago.”

Zoro didn’t think twice.

The man’s head hit the floor with a thud.

“Hm. Just like the good old days.” Zoro smiled. He reminisced about his bounty hunting days, as he placed the dripping head in the brown paper bag.

When he got back to the ship, he approached Sanji in the kitchen.

“Hey marimo,” Sanji smiled. “What’s in the bag?” His eyes drifted to the red stained bottom of the bag. “And why is it dripping?” Zoro handed him the bag. Sanji opened the twisted top. The dawning realization was visible on his face.

“ZORO, WHAT THE FUCK.” His eyes were wide in shock. He smiled softly. “That’s really sweet of you.” He put the bag on the counter. Zoro’s face was hot. Sanji leaned up, and kissed Zoro.

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Credit to @tired-dragon22 and @mikeltheluffy for being my guinea pigs lol

Y’all were helpful af

#one piece #roronoa zoro #sanji #zosan

[marshmallow-rainbow139]

Voice

Summary: Gotham has how many 9-1-1 dispatchers? A thousand of them? Why the hell is his mother the one who picks up this one?

Word count: 712

Trigger Warning: a character of no importance gets killed

ao3

"9-1-1, what is your emergency?"

Jason feels his heart sink into his stomach when he hears his mother’s voice for the first time in years.

It's exactly how he remembers it: calm and professional.

Out of all the 9-1-1 dispatchers in Gotham City on night shift, why was she the one who picked up this call?

He wonders if it’s the same office and the same desk, with all the things that make Anne... Anne. Does she still have that pink mug with a black cat printed on it? Does she still have that tiny teddy bear that Bruce gifted her on one of their dates sitting next to one of the monitors? Does she still have that framed photo of her, Bruce, Alfred, Dick, and him? Did she replace that photo with a new Robin?

He remembers the days when she would bring him to the office, usually during the holidays. He would sit under her desk, lay his back against her legs, and read a book. He remembers the feeling of her hand patting his head. He remembers her sharing her snacks. He remembers how she would patiently tell a person that making prank calls to 9-1-1 was a crime. He remembers her sinking into her chair after a hard call.

"Hello?"  

Jason is brought back into the present. He is no longer sitting under her desk. He's in the harbor, standing up and pointing a gun to a mob member’s head.

He clears his throat. "Yeah, I’m going to need an ambulance in the harbor!"

Ma, do you recognize my voice?

"Sir, are you injured?"

No, Ma. This time, it’s not me.

"No, it’s the other guy."

"The other guy?"

"Yes, the guy that I am about to shoot in the head."

The man on his knees let out a whimper.

"I'm sorry, did you just say you were about to shoot a man in the head?" She asked, shocked.

"Yes, ma’am!" He said it without a second thought.

"And who is this guy?" She asked, and Jason is impressed that after all these years and so many crazy calls, she’s able to keep her composure.

"The piece of shit is called Robert Hall. He's one of many members of gangs terrorizing the crime alley and selling drugs to 12-year-old kids."

"Ok..." She whispered. "And what is your name, sir?"

It's Jaylad, Ma .

"You may call me Redhood, ma’am."

"Ok, if what you say is true and he is guilty of the crime you listed, you should deliver him to police custody and help them bring down other scum like him. It brings better results than being charged with manslaughter. Stay where you are and..."

Before he could let her finish that sentence, he pulled the trigger, and the man in front of him was no more. She let out a startled shout when she heard it.

"Sorry, Anne." He said this as he was putting the gun back in his holster. "I didn’t call to have someone change my mind. I wanted to send a message. These calls are recorded, right?"

Her breathing is shaking. "Yes, all calls are recorded for training purposes."

"Send this one to the Bats. My message for him is, I'm here to clean up the trash."

And with that, he hung up and fled, just as the sound of sirens was echoing a few yards away.

...

In the Batcave, Bruce analyzed the phone call.

"This is new."

Alfred poured Anne a cup of tea.

"I’ve been a dispatcher for 15 years since I was 19 years old, and I have heard so much." She said it in between sips. "Prank calls. Missing limbs. Burning buildings. Little children hide under the bed while listening to their parents' fight. Suicides. But never have I had someone call and commit murder while I'm listening."

"The world never ceases to amaze us, ma’am." Alfred said.  

Anne hummed in agreement and took another sip.

Bruce was quiet as he had all his attention on the audio.

He has listened more times than he can count, trying to find something. Another voice in the background or something.

What bothers him the most is the fact that Redhood knew Anne’s name, but she never once said it during the call.

#batfamily #batmom #bruce wayne x oc #anne wayne #batman

[bangtanmix73]

Being best friends with Paul Lahote

Warnings: Gn!human!reader, platonic, swearing, dog jokes, slight mention of sex (not with reader), Rachel (Paul’s actual imprint), might make one for each of the pack members, I have more for a whole part 2

Chaos duo.

He’d take you cliff diving, even if you’re scared of heights. If you refuse to, he pick you up and jump with you.

You poke fun at other pack members together.

You jokingly insult each other, none being taken to heart. Of course, if you have boundaries, he wouldn’t cross them. He can be a dick, but he’s respectful <3.

Just randomly texts you “you wanna go raid Jacob’s kitchen?”

You’re friends with Rachel. She was iffy about you at first, but once she realized you and Paul have the ‘everyone thinks you’re a couple, but you’re not’ friendship with no romantic feelings on either sides, she warmed up to you.

Dog jokes.

“You should phase so I can play tug of war with you” “ok, first of all, fuck you..” “or maybe fetch”

Rachel definitely calls you when she doesn’t know what to do with him

He’d talk about his ‘fun nights’ with Rachel and you’d just sit there like “this is the same guy I made slime with 15 minutes ago.”

Coming up with weird nicknames for each other, mainly insulting.

“Wolf boy”, “ratatouille built bitch”, “dense prick”, “bland pork chops”, “godless thot”.

Absolutely goes to a random fast food restaurant at 2am with you.

Can be protective of you if you’re into guys, only because he knows how they think and how the world is :/.

He’s fine with you dating, he’s not your dad, but if they’re toxic? Hell no, he ain’t tolerating it. Break up now.

Don’t even think about going near the Cullens. He doesn’t 1. Want you to get hurt, turned, or killed. 2. He doesn’t want to lose his best friend to one of them.

If you ever go missing, it’s probably his fault. He drags you out of bed at 8am, into the woods, just for his entertainment.

“If I got a cat, would it piss you off?”

When it snows, he drags you out early in the morning with the pack. You go on a drive, not just any drive…someone drives, someone holds the rope, at the end of rope is a sled, and someone’s on that sled.

One word: wrestling.

Now he’s not very rough with you like he is with the others, but that’s only because of his super strength.

Having deep conversation late at night then laughing at whatever was said and making jokes.

If you’re upset, he’s not very good at comfort, but he’s good at listening. Sometimes you’d have to remind him to listen and not go beat someone’s ass.

If you have your period, again he’s not good at comfort, but he’ll buy sweets and drinks at the first sign. He’d throw them like grenades then duck and hide. It’s entertaining to watch really.

Since he imprinted on Rachel, the three of you have spent a lot of time together. Which means, (if you have your period), yours and hers are in sync.

You and Rachel are the only people he’s actually scared of. 

One time you fell while climbing a tree, he won’t admit it, but he was worried about you.

You were doing something you parents told you not to do once and he threatened to snitch on you. It didn’t work well for him, you took off your shoe, throw it at him, he fell and you dragged him outside and left him there.

You get along well with the pack. You’re not fond of Bella because she hit Paul. You can’t lie, you probably would’ve punched her if you were there.

You think Jacob’s fun when he doesn’t go on and on about Bella.

When Paul has time off from patrol, he’d take Rachel and you on dinner dates.

Always together. People ask where’s the other when they’re not there.

“The coffee shop guy asked me where the ‘ripped gang dude’ was because ‘I’m always with you.”

Rachel’s Halloween idea was her as Lilo, you as stitch, and, for her entertainment, Paul as the big sister, Nani.

If you’re shorter than him, he makes fun of you for it all the time.

“Aww does Y/n need help down?” “Hey Rachel, I hope you didn’t want Paul alive.”

Probably has copies of your baby photos for blackmail.

In marko polo, you yell “Paulo” instead of polo.

Two hot best friends

#twilight #twilight wolfpack #twilight x reader #twilight imagine #twilight saga #twilight wolfpack x reader #paul lahote #rachel black #paul lahote x reader #paul lahote imagine #twilight wolfpack imagine

[billkaulitzwife]

The Outsiders Reacting to A V4pe

Pony

Would definitely choke

"WHY IS IT COLD?"

"Why does it have flavour?"

He would be a nic fiend

He's probably the one who found it

Would like it because it's colourful

Wanted to break it to see what happens

Coughed a cloud while laughing and lets just say

that shit was funny as hell

Darry whooped his ass when he got caught

Resorted to it because he found out it was worse than cigs

Definitely almost died when he found a watermelon one

watermelon elf bar

Dallas

Most definitely tried to steal it

Has a collection of dead breezes

Got a fake ID just to buy a shit load

Didn't choke

(hes a trooper)

Did almost kill someone for taking it from him

Wanted a mango flavoured one

"What the fuck why does it got flavour, man?"

"It's called a what now?"

Shoved it up his nose and inhaled

Couldn't walk for a few seconds

bro was buzzier than the bees

Throws a fit when Addie hogs it

Mango watermelon breeze

Johnny

"It's pretty, but how do you use it?"

"ARE YOU DYING, WHY IS THERE FOG?"

Coughed up a storm

it shook the neighborhood.

Did a ghost his first try

FRENCH INHALER ALERT

He literally can't survive without it

Loves the peach flavoured elf bars

Found a dead one on the road and charged it but then Dallas stole it

what a dick.

Sucks at blowing O's

Couldn't stand from the buzz

Recharges everyone's❤❤

hes a life saver

Strawberry kiwi breeze

Addie

Is the one who found it and showed the gang

TOOK THAT SHIT LIKE A TROOP

"This is nothing like a Kool but I like it."

"WHERE'S MY V4PE."

Where's My J00l esque girl

Almost cried laughing at Pony choking

Took so many hits she blows clouds when she talks now

Had to hide it from Pony and Dallas

in a shoe box

under her bed

in the floor.

Great at ghosts and O's

the most sheet gripping ghosts come from this girlie.

Fell over from her first buzz💔

Peach elf bar girlie

Darrell

Tried to confiscate it from the twins

Laughed when Two-Bit blew a cloud while laughing

Tried talking and then died😭

yk the meme?

Thats Darry trying nic

Once bought a breeze pro from a soc but didn't know what it was

Probably prefers Novo bars

Drank water after taking a hit

ouch.

Didn't really care for the elf bars

Hates seeing Ads and Pony do it, breaks his heart fr.

"Alright no more!" -takes another hit-

"MY THROAT!"

Orange novo bar

Two-Bit

Also tried stealing it

Made the same mistake as Darry and drank cold ass water

pray for them.

Took a 15 second hit and almost died

Always asks for hits of Addie's when he forgor his at home or its dead

"Addieeee I'm your best bud pleasee!"

"Why is the tip warm?"

Couldn't breathe for a solid minute because bro didn't understand that shit IS COLD.

cried because he couldn't feel his throat

guys please pray for these kids their throats hurt

Stole Ponyboy's.

Definitely couldn't walk from the buzz

Blueberry mint breeze pro.

Steve

Didn't care for it but he ended up addicted

Always wondered why it was cold

his throat is sore

Grips onto his with his life

Never leaves the house without it

"I'm stealing this for a minute."

"I like the fog."

Dizzy as fuck his first buzz

Ripped a 15 second and screamed

YOWCH

Steve posted on Twitter asking where he could get one and a bunch of socs hit him up

Cries when his dies

But Johnny comes in strong

Coconut elf bar

Soda

Giggled a bit when he took a hit

Defo hesitant

Didn't wanna ruin his perfect lungs

But he takes hits of Addie's when he wants to

Which is like

.

.

literally never

Tried to break it because the sight of seeing his friends ruin themselves with addiction wasn't fun

But he pulled through and accepted it

Cried because his throat felt weird

Was addicted for about a week

but he came clean and he rarely ever does it

ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR SODA

WOOHOOO

Has always had his opinions on v4pes.

Shrugs off any offers unless it's a

drum roll please

...

ok thank you

grape novo bar

#darry curtis #steve randle #johnny cade #ponyboy curtis #sodapop curtis #dallas winston #the outsiders 1983 #two bit mathews #the outsiders headcanons #greasers #adara curtis #vape #pray for their throats #the outsiders #outsiders headcanons #stay gold ponyboy #nothing gold can stay #stay gold

[101flavoursofweird]

How about 14 or 15 from the little moments prompt list for Laydore?

((Thank you for the prompt! I went with…

14. Person A just holding onto Person B while Person B is having a bad mental health day.

I did enjoy writing this but had to get Hershel and Henry to a point where the ‘holding on’ felt in character for me while they’re still teens and not on the closest of terms yet. I wanted to write this set before the Stansbury Gang flashbacks because my last fic about them had them as adults. Hope this is ok!))

Title: Sanding down your silence

Spoilers: Very slight spoilers for Miracle Mask

Set: Before the Stansbury flashbacks. Hershel and the gang are 16.

Warnings: Reference to minor character death… and Henry being treated like a second class servant to the Ascot family.

It was six AM on Sunday when something flew into Hershel’s window, startling him awake.

Hershel stumbled out of bed, shoved his desk chair aside, and squinted out of his window. He groaned.

Two figures were standing outside his house, on a Sunday morning, at six AM.

Angela gave him a nervous wave. Randall made a beckoning motion.

Grumbling about his block-headed ‘best friend’, Hershel threw on a coat and snuck downstairs— even though he felt like stomping.

Hershel stepped out of the house, quietly shut the front door behind him, and went to meet Randall and Angela, who were waiting beyond the fence.

“Randall!” Hershel hissed. “Do you want to give my Ma a heart attack…?” 

He trailed off when he caught sight of their fancy outfits, like the pair of them were ready to start waltzing right in front of him. 

“…Why are you dressed like that?”

Randall fiddled with the collar of his white shirt. “My father’s dragging me to a family get-together—“

“In my front garden?”

“No— in London!” Randall retorted.

Both Hershel and Angela shushed him.

“Sorry, Hershel…” Angela smoothed out the ends of her yellow dress. “I told him this wasn’t a good idea, but he insisted—“

“Can I ask you a huge favour?” Randall pleaded. He didn’t wait for Hershel’d reply. “I have to leave soon, and Angela is my date, but Henry can’t come with us— he’s not feeling well enough—“

“Forgive me, but I am not going in Henry’s place as your… assistant,” Hershel said dryly. (He had never completely understood how the Ascots were able to hire Henry as a ‘servant’ like the rest of their household staff, despite Henry only being sixteen.)

“As if,” Randall said, in a tone that suggested Hershel would make a terrible assistant. “All I’m asking is for you to check on Henry while we’re gone. I absolutely forbade him from doing any chores today, but knowing him, he’ll still try to help!”

Hershel didn’t really know Henry, outside of him being Randall’s childhood friend… What right did Hershel have to tell Henry what he could and couldn’t do?

Whenever Hershel felt rough, he usually preferred to be left alone with a book and a cup of tea. He could imagine Henry would respond similarly, as he was a solitary person too.

“I’m… not sure…”

“Please, Hershel?” Angela clasped her hands in front of her, bracelets clinking around her wrists. “Please… It wouldn’t have to be for long, but if you could just pop over to see if Henry’s resting, you would save us so much worry…”

(Were those real tears in her eyes?)

Hershel sighed. “Oh, alright!”

-

Surely Henry would not appreciate being disturbed at the crack of dawn, especially if he was unwell… 

So, Hershel waited until nine AM to leave the house, after assuring his mother than no one had tried to break in earlier that morning.

(“Hershel, did you hear a banging noise at around about six o’clock?”

“Nothing to worry about, Ma. That was just Randall trying to get my attention.”

“Oh— that’s alright then! Did you invite him inside?”

“No, Ma…”)

The trek to Ascot Manor felt different at this time of day; the sky was a pale blue, barely anyone Hershel’s age was out and about, and the birds seemed to be more active.

Hershel was so used to climbing through Randall’s bedroom window at night, that he’d almost forgotten the Ascots had a front door, concealed by a large stone porch.

His nervous knocks were met by Margot, the family’s maid. Glaring down at Hershel from behind her huge glasses, she informed him, rather dismissively, that Randall had gone away with his parents and they wouldn’t return until tomorrow. Hershel explained (where, evidently, Randall had not) that he had come to visit Henry.

Hearing this, Margot looked very surprised, but she let Hershel in and led him to the staircase.

“If Henry has recovered, please tell him there is still work to be done in the kitchen,” Margot said sternly. “You are welcome to help too, if you’re not busy…”

“R-right!” Hershel stammered, before he shot upstairs.

He went straight to Randall’s room, where he saw a hastily-written ‘Do Not Disturb!’ sign had been taped to the door.

Hershel cleared his throat. He tapped on the door and tentatively called, “Hello… Henry?”

Silence. (Hershel should have expected this…)

Still, Hershel persisted, “It’s Hershel… Randall sent me to—“

Slowly, with great effort, the door opened. Henry peered out at Hershel. His eyes were red, his jaw was tense and his nose was streaming

“P-please excuse me…” Henry sniffed. He turned away to wipe his face with his arm. “I’m… I’m not…”

“Not well?”

Looking back at Hershel, Henry nodded.

“Can I, er, get you anything?” Hershel offered. “A tissue…?”

Another nod.

“And a… cold drink, maybe?”

“Thank you,” Henry mumbled, before he closed the door once more.

“Okay…” Hershel sighed and dashed down to the kitchen.

The Ascots’ chef, Abilio, was far more accommodating than Margot. They gave Hershel a tray, some soft tissues, a jug of orange juice, two glasses, and some red velvet cupcakes.

Hoping he wouldn’t run in to Margot, Hershel carried the full tray back up to Randall’s room.

This time, Henry let him in immediately, and tried to take the tray from Hershel.

“It’s fine,” Hershel said, setting the tray on one of the wooden steps leading up to Randall’s loft. (Or whatever he called that chaotic excuse for a shelf above his bookshelf!)

“Thank you,” Henry sighed as he shut the door. He faced Hershel, fidgeting with his hands. “I’m sorry to… burden you with all this. I’m sure you have much better things you could be doing with your weekend…”

“Not really,” Hershel said nonchalantly.

As much as he’d complained to Randall, he really didn’t have much planned for today, aside from studying and reading. “Any adventures I might have had were cancelled…”

“…In Master’s Randall’s absence, yes,” Henry said, smiling slightly. He came to pour them each a glass of orange juice.

“My favourite!” Hershel remarked, in a pitiful attempt at small talk.

He was relieved when Henry replied, “Mine, too.”

Yet again, the silence reared its head between them.

Hershel sipped his glass of orange juice, straining to think of a discussion topic… 

Randall (chatterbox that he was) never had this problem…

Of course— Randall!

“Why were Randall and his family called to London so suddenly?” Hershel exclaimed.

Henry’s eyes lit up; he was more than happy to discuss Randall.

“Master Randall’s cousin— Lady Ascot’s nephew— has secured a place at Gressenheller University, after…” Henry hesitated, as if he was about to reveal a dark family secret. “…After being overlookedpreviously… Lady Ascot’s sister arranged a party at their estate to celebrate his achievement.”

Hershel hummed. (It certainly paid to be rich!) “I’m sure Randall— and Angela— would have preferred to stay here, with you.”

Henry shrugged. “Perhaps… but Master Ascot insisted they should all go. There is nothing more important to him than family…” Henry paused.

Hershel placed his empty glass on the step. The conversation seemed to have dried up there, but he could sense something was wrong with Henry.

It didn’t appear to be an illness, like a cold (as far as Hershel could see), but whatever it was still had a physical effect on Henry; furrowed brows, slumped shoulders and lacking his usual energy… 

When Henry had answered the door to Hershel, Hershel could have sworn he’d been crying.

“Erm, these are for you—“ Hershel pointed to the cupcakes. “—from the chef!”

“That’s very kind of Abilio,” Henry murmured. “I’ll make sure to thank them later.” He gestured for Hershel to take a cupcake.

Hershel removed the cake’s wrapper, making sure he didn’t drop any crumbs. “You won’t have to… to do any chores later, will you?“

“Master Randall made me promise not to,” Henry huffed, shaking his head. “And he sent you to keep an eye on me, no doubt…”

To save himself for answering, Hershel stuffed the whole cake inside his mouth. 

“But you can’t possibly stay here all day,” Henry said.

The silence returned with a vengeance. 

Hershel slowly ate the cake. (Not only was it delicious but he gave him more time to devise a response!)

When he had finished, Hershel ventured, “I could stay, if you nee— if you want company.”

“I don’t.”

Hershel tried not to take that personally. His parents had told him about a time when he was a young child— when he wouldn’t talk to anyone. It was only through patience, perseverance and care that they had gotten little Hershel to open up.

“Well…” Hershel waved his hands around the room. “Is there anything Randall needs help with?”

Henry started, “Nothing that I can’t—“

“What about up there?” Hershel pointed up to Randall’s loft, stacked with grubby overflowing boxes. “When was the last time Randall had a clear out?”

“Tha—that’s where Master Randall keeps his tools—“ Henry barred the way up the steps with his long arms. “—and some treasures. He wouldn’t want us to—“

“I want to make sure he’s organised, for the next time he drags me out on an adventure.” Hershel ducked under Henry’s arms and marched up the steps. “You can help me, if you choose to.”

Hershel had said that very deliberately; he wasn’t giving Henry an order, and Henry was under no obligation to obey. 

To his surprise, Henry sighed with defeat… and maybe some relief. “Alright, then… If you could bring down those boxes— carefully— I’ll have a look through them…”

-

Several hours had passed by the time they finished cleaning out Randall’s loft, organised everything worth keeping, and chucked out anything Henry deemed ‘for the bin’.

Hershel hoped Randall wouldn’t mind; not that they had moved all of his belongings (Randall was constantly hiding puzzles in Hershel’s room), but the fact that Hershel had gotten Henry to assist him.

Yes, it had been a hard job, but it wasn’t technically one of Henry’s chores…

Besides, Henry had chosen to help, and he seemed… not happier, but more content when he was kept busy.

That was, until Hershel found a small red brooch at the back of the loft. It was shaped like a ladybug, studded with rubies and no bigger than a walnut.

Assuming it was another one of Randall’s treasures, Hershel brought it down to show Henry. 

When he caught sight of the brooch, however, Henry blanched. 

“What is it?” Hershel asked worriedly, holding the brooch out to him.

Henry swallowed. He accepted the brooch and cradled it in his hands as if it were a real ladybug. “This is… This was given to me… as a gift. I thought I’d lost it…”

“Maybe Randall found it?”

“No,” Henry said firmly. “Master Randall knows what this— this means to me.” He frowned up at the loft. “One of the staff might have picked it up, assumed it belonged to Randall, and put it amongst his things… but I swear, this is mine.” 

“I believe you,” Hershel murmured. He could never imagine Henry stealing from the Ascot family, especially not from Randall.

Henry slipped the brooch into his pocket, but immediately removed it again. 

“I need to put this somewhere safe,” he muttered, “without anyone seeing…” Warily, Henry glanced from the bedroom door to Hershel. “Hershel— please can you accompany me for just a few moments?” 

“Of course.”

Following Henry out of the room and down the hall, Hershel kept an eye out for Margot or any other servants who might question them.

On the other side of the house, they reached a narrow stairwell. 

“Does this lead to the tower with the turret?” Hershel whispered as they made their way up the spiralling steps. It was dizzying— and rather dark. 

He almost bumped into Henry, who had stopped at the top of the stairs.

“Yes,” Henry said, pushing open a door, “and my room.”

“Oh…!” Hershel exclaimed as they entered the small circular space.

Hershel had, ignorantly, imagined Henry slept in a room with the other servants, but Henry had his own bed— slender though it was.

Squashed in beside the bed was a plain set of drawers, with a stack of books on top. 

There was a window, slimmer than those in Randall’s room…. Honestly, it reminded Hershel of a prison. 

How many hours had Henry spent in here, feeling like he was trapped in a tower? No wonder he always pottering around the rest of the house… 

“It’s… cosy,” Hershel supplied.

Humming, Henry went to place the ladybug brooch under his pillow. As he moved the pillow, a piece of card— a photograph— fluttered  to the floor. 

Hershel blinked at the figure in the grainy picture—

Henry snatched the photo back up and returned it to its hiding place. He glared at Hershel.

Hershel lifted his hands. “I didn’t see…”

His glare softening, Henry sighed. “My mother, Alice… She gave me this brooch before she… passed on. Ten years ago today.”

“I’m sorry,” Hershel intoned— because what else could he say? 

Hershel was fortunate enough to have two loving, wonderful parents in his life. Yes, his Ma could be a worrywart, and his Pa was prone to wandering off, but that was the worst of it.

At least Hershel’s parents weren’t as strict as Mr. Ascot. Ma might fret occasionally, but not like Angela’s parents…

Even then, none of them had lost a parent, like Henry. 

“It was a long time ago,” Henry dismissed.

They left the room and descended the stairwell in silence… until Henry let out a gasp. Hershel turned. Henry crashed into him headfirst.

Luckily, they were near the bottom of the stairwell. Hershel caught Henry by the shoulders as they stumbled down the last few steps.

“Are you— alright?”

“Yes, I—“ Henry grunted with pain and embarrassment. “—Just missed a step back there… Sorry.”

They emerged into the hallway. Henry straightened up. Reluctantly, Hershel removed his hands from Henry’s shoulders.

“Can you walk?” Hershel breathed.

“O-of course…” Henry strode down the hallway, though Hershel noticed a slight limp in his step.

When they were back in Randall’s room, away from prying ears, Hershel checked, “Are you sure you’re alright?”

Henry lowered himself onto Randall’s red couch. “Believe it or not, I’m actually feeling better than… than I was earlier.” He titled his head back and closed his eyes. 

“That’s— good,” Hershel said, hovering by the door. “I’m glad to hear it.” 

Silence.

“Guess I’ll be off then…?” Hershel reached for the door handle, but he held on a moment longer. He gazed at Henry. “Henry, you know if you ever… want to get out, you’re welcome to visit my house— with or without Randall.”

Hershel didn’t think he would receive a response, until Henry murmured, “Thank you, Hershel. I’ll bear that in mind.”

Hershel smiled. When the silence resumed,  he felt it was a companionable kind of silence. 

He hoped Henry felt the same way.

#henry ledore #Hershel Layton #Laydore #Hershel/Henry #My fics #my writing #stansbury gang #Randall ascot #angela Ledore #Sorry this has another dead mother— as if the PL universe needed any more of those #Professor Layton #Guess who Randall’s cousin is

[cuyochoochoo]

Worlds I have shifted too: short story times

1.Modern Family

So for background I’m the daughter of Gloria Pritchett of a past relationship so it was me, manny, and my twin brother and we moved in with Jay

SO NOW TO THE STORY: omg she’s such a good mother since I’m the only girl (she was literally praying for a girl) we do girl things and AHHHHHH idk how to describe it it🫢 IM HELLA SPOILED 😎

2.Station 19

3.Criminal Minds

4.S.W.A.T

All these three drs are in the same reality

I’m a firefighter, detective, military, apart of all of them this is super fun hanging out with them being out in the field it gives me life

They’re like family idk what else to say except that I love them

5.The 100

I’m the Ice Queen and girlfriend of Lexa

I love this DR this is the second time I shifted I remember looking into her eyes and her telling me I’m beautiful literally those big eyes and we…. Anyways

6.Pokemon

I go on adventures with Ash Ketchum since his mom and mine are friends

ong the Pokémon ARE ADORBS LIKE LITERALLY CUTIESSS

7.Disney Princesses

I’m the daughter of belle I think the story time is down there

8.Pirate

Im in a runaway pirate I joined a ship with a girl captain the girl captain is my girlfriend 😏 going ok quests sailing the seas treasure hunts nights with the crew

9.H20

I’m the twin sister of Bella we hangout with Cleo and the girls and just be mermaids living the dream 🤌

10.Gravity Falls

I’m a triplet with Mabel and Dipper omg now I would suggest people not to go here if you’re not ready to be fully awakened and have the time of your life’s not in a good way but legit it’s fun until well BILL

11.Undercover

I’m in a undercover military thing and with a friend group we get assigned cases im in a relationship with the leader

12.Young Justice

I’m a part of young justice they’re so damn attractive like what did they feed you?! 😏

13.Clarence

Im the sister of Clarence omg sumo and Clarence are super fun we go dumpster diving play in mud have water fights just be a kid 🤷‍♀️

14.My little pony

I’m a friends with the whole friend group well kind of had a fight with rarity over Apple dash since I kind of like her

15.Daughter of the sun and moon

The Daugther of Nyx and Celestia this is personal so I won’t write a story time

16.Avatar

Going on adventures with the gang toph,sokka,zuko,sang,katara I’m best friends with toph her humor is top tier

17.Shera (haven’t shifted here yet I forgot about it)

Apart of their friend group

19.Diary of the wimpy kid

Dating Rodrick and causing chaos plus being in the band we have concerts every night and we’re currently on tour 🫢

20.Arthur

Friend of Arthur don’t judge me but this is MY LIFE buster is hella funny tho I vomited many times because of the things he ate

21.Once upon a time (haven’t)

22.Wild Kratts (havent)

Sistser of Christ and Martin

Story times:

Shifting story times:

1: Roblox

Umm well idk why I shifted to here but anyways so ong the first time it was a waterpark yk the game and it was hella fun and on top like in the sky there was the users and I kept going on all the rides it was great 10000000/10

2: horror game

This wasn't my finest moments but I shifted to the horror game of Roblox and omg let's just say I'm scarred for life like I kept dying and respawning in this boat and there was the creepy thing like it was a girl with long dark hair I still remember her face jump scare -1/10

3: obby

Now this was fun but I kept raging like one I forgot to get the checkpoints so I had to restart to the start like I WAS SCREAMING and then I won and you know the prizes yeah I was there for a long time

it was super fun tho 9/10

Shifting story time:

So the first time I shifted to was when I shifted to Disney princesses there was the pink castle it was so beautiful the grass hills and then in the long distance there was the other kingdoms so l lived in the castle.

First I woke up in the bed it was hella nice like the details are amazing it was super fancy and all and then somebody opened my door I freaked the hell out but it was just my mom which is Belle in this

DR I don't have a dad I don't like the beast never have never will so it's just me and my mom so

anyways

I opened the window and there was the Disney princesses waving at me there was the animals

talking to me they said hello Princess **洪关米* (my name) and I was screeching went downstairs the stairs are super long and then I kinda started a rebellion of who needs a man so everybody got divorced broken up etc let's just say me and my mom spent the day apologising to everyone

(Mind you in this DR l'm six)

Sincerely,

You’re best friend,

Cuyo 😏

#shifting community #shifting motivation #reality shifting #shifting script

[saturrnss]

New years

Euphoria x Spiderverse crossover

Summary: Gwen suggests that her along with hobie, pav, and miles should go to the new years party in euphoria.

A/n: euphoria crossover!! (Yes THAT show lmao) and some things might be different but I have the excuse of the ✨️multiverse✨️ by my side. (Also pav is 16 in this)

Skunk- weed

Warnings: underage smoking- that's about it lmao

One hot summer night, The spider gang- Miles, Gwen, Hobie, and Pavtir were bored out of their minds, searching for something, anything to do.

"Why can't we just go to a show in Old York yeah?" Hobie suggested but a unanimous no from the rest was followed seconds after. "Gwen why can't we just go to your dimension??" Miles says. "Yeah, it was so much fun the last time," Pav says while lying on the floor, repeatedly throwing a ball up and catching it.

"Yeah well, I'm kinda grounded at the moment so." She says scrolling mindlessly through the social media of her dimension. Pav groans in frustration and plops on Miles's bed right next to Hobie playing with the strings on his guitar.

"It's like I'm melting away by how bored I am this could not be possibly okay!" He yelled out loud to no one in particular.

"Okay, there must be something that we all would be good with right?!" Miles says to the rest. "We never run into this problem, we're gonna find something!"

"Hopefully," Hobie says under his breath.

"Wait, guys!" Gwen almost jumps up enthusiastically while still looking at her phone, her words grasp the attention of the room as the boys all snap their necks to look at her.

"Y'know that show on HBO- euphoria?!"

M: yeah?

P: what's that?

H: Worst show I've ever seen

She gets up and starts to walk around the room. "I was thinking that maybe, we can go to the party that they go to in the new season!" "Yeah but how are we gonna explain- where we come from or why We're there?" Miles asks, not really with the idea.

"Most people are gonna be too high, drunk, or both to care." She struggles to put her shoes on. "We're just going to fly under the radar." She casually falls on the bed and starts fiddling with her watch- shoes and all."

"Just have to find the right universe..." Everyone looks at her, visibly cringing at the fact she broke an unspoken rule with such ease, but all she was focused on was finding the right universe.

She stared and pressed intently at the watch for over a minute until she found a perfect dimension. "Found it!" She looks up smiling but that emotion was nullified when she was the rest of the group sort of side-eyeing her.

"What?" Gwen says confused. "Ya fawking shoes mate," Hobie says with a slightly disgusted look on his face, looking at the sneakers and then at her so she could get the very obvious hint.

"Oh..." she awkwardly laughs and shuffles her feet off. "Okay, so when are we going? "Doing nothing is eating away at me," Pav says, half of his face on one of the pillows on the bed. "Well, I'm waiting for you all to get ready!" She throws Miles's jacket at him and they start to slowly get dressed.

*5 minutes later*

"OK, you all have everything with you?" Gwen says. "Yeah." They all say at the same time. "Your parents awake miles?" "Asleep for the time being," He said, straightening out his clothes. "My parents actually will kill me if they find out."

"That's why I picked a dimension where 15 minutes in this one, is an hour and a half in that," Gwen says smirking, Hobie pats Miles on the back.

"Don't sweat it big man, just don't mess up a Canon event that would make that cunt Miguel froth at the mouth and you'll be good."

Miles takes a big gulp at that last part. "Do you always carry that around with you?" Miles says, looking at Hobie with his guitar strapped on his back. "Just in case I need to make a political statement on the stop bruv, you never know."

Gwen opened the portal: Things in the room started to float, blueish-purple flashes of hexagons that came out of nowhere at first but a wave of energy came over it and turned the color into a redish-orange.

There were multiple hexagons, some turned ever so slightly that it looked uneven- the pattern of shapes seemed to be evergoing.

They walked into the portal and a couple of seconds later they ended up in a forest area- trees all around the area they could see. They look around, "I don't think we're in the right-" Pav started to say but it's like their brain was interconnected

The base from the distance was so powerful, it made the hair on their skin stand up at the same time. "Over there I think!" Gwen pointed and walked in the direction she felt the beat was coming from and the rest followed.

For 30 seconds they walked- the beat getting louder and louder as they came closer. They finally got to the party, the vibrations they got goosebumps from coming from the song "HYPNOTIZE" by Notorious B.I.G. playing from the 5 big speakers on the outside.

The chaotic energy of maybe hundreds of people at the party trying to do their own thing and how cramped it is made Mile's stomach drop. "You alright bruv?" Hobie asked at the perfect time like he usually did.

"Yeah I'm fine- I'll be okay," Miles said, his breathing starting to get a little heavy. "Hey," Hobie pulls him aside and leans him "just come and find me if you feel overwhelmed, alright?"

"Alright," Miles said, glad that he could go to someone while he was there. They enter the house and due to the compact crowd, they split up and go their separate ways.

GWEN'S P.O.V: she walks down the hallways- studying the people in conversations and watching the people walking past her. She didn't plan for the talking to people part of the party, ever since her Peter died she's had a really hard time making friends and talking to people in general.

While in her head she suddenly bumps into a tall blonde girl, making them spill both of their drinks. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" Gwen says, quickly picking up the cup getting some nearby napkins, and wiping the floor.

"It's fine!" The girl said, then started to help Gwen.

"Again I am so sorry-" She looks up and her eyes widen- It was Jules.

Jules's eyes go to Gwen's hair first "Your hair's really cool!" "Oh, this?!" She grabs the long part of her hair. "Didn't have a choice but, thank you."

Jules smiled at the comment and they ended up having a really pleasant conversation.

MILES P.O.V: It was so awkward, he was a little bit anxious but that's what always happened to him in super social situations, but he did find a few people to have short encounters with but this one red-haired guy maintained small talk with him.

"Yeah I draw in my free time," He said "But I'm studying science right now- out of state." "That's what's up." The redhead says, rolling a blunt and lighting it, He takes a hit out of it and coughs while exhaling.

He offers to Miles by trying to pass the blunt to him but Miles instinctively backs away. "I can't!" He fears he may have come off as too aggressive. "....parents always on my back." He forced out a laugh.

The guy nods his head in an understanding way and goes back to it. Miles hadn't seen the show so he didn't know if he was talking to a main character or not- nor whose house this was but as long as he didn't too much attention to himself he was chill.

That guy he was talking to had a buzzcut, and the dark green sweater he had on looked straight out of the 90s, he talked slowly and sounded high but he was cool in actuality.

Miles then got up to use the bathroom, it was kind of hard but when he found it there was virtually no line, just people hanging out in the hallway.

He walked up to the bathroom door, he tried to open it- it was looked.

"Hello? Anybody there?" Tried the door knob a few more times but still locked. He didn't want to be invasive but it was concerning how he heard virtually nobody.

And then he heard it.

The noises.

He put his ear to the door to make sure he heard that what he was hearing was correct. He heard 2 people's heavy breathing and kissing noises.

He was horrified but when he heard a loud bang against the wall and things falling he was GONE.

He speed walked out of that hallway but then he saw a dark-haired girl with dramatic eyeliner walking almost the same speed as him, looking around and saying "Where's the bathroom?!"

A guy pointed her in the direction he was just coming from, and she scurried off. He was going to warn her, but the path she made for herself went as quickly as it came.

HOBIE AND PAV'S P.O.V: "That's what it is bruv," Hobie said to a group of people he was talking to.

"Propaganda." He let his voice fade out for dramatic effect as he walked away. "Hobie Hobie Hobie!!" Pav said, running towards him almost tackling him.

"Aye, big man what's going on?!" Hobie laughed. "This party is off the hook we should go to more stuff like this!" He yelled over the booming music-He was so hyper, and his eyes were wide as hell.

"I don't believe in celebration or years- but I guess it's alright." He then sees a random bag of weed left on a table.

He snatches it before anybody else can reclaim it. "I'm gonna go smoke this, follow if you want." Hobie walks off and Pav follows soon thereafter.

They found a secluded room at the end of a hall downstairs. They open the door to see a laundry room, and a boy with box-dyed blonde hair, on his knees seemingly about to open a pill bottle.

They all freeze and look at Each other in a stare-off.

"What ya here for?" The punk said, eyebrow raised and all. "Uhhh just" the boy looks around. "uh....wall fixing purposes. What are you here for?" He hits Hobie back with that same accusatory voice.

"Smoke session." Hobie kept his answer short and simple, holding the bag up to prove it. "You wanna join?" Pav chimed in, still weary but- open to the offer.

***

They've smoked through more than half the bag already- laying on the floor, just vibing. "Gayatri doesn't even like me bro" Pav gets teary-eyed. "She is probably sleeping," Hobie says. Hobie takes the doobie from him and takes a hit

"dude how did you get your hair like that, "the random boy says. "cause, to be honest, you're making me question things," Hobie smirks at the comment. "I get that often."

He looks over at Pav again. "You good Bruv?" "Did you notice how beautiful the wall is?" Pav says looking at the plain white wall, grazing his fingers on it. He's only tried smoking once before and the whole time he just thought about Gayatri. "I think that's enough Mary Jay for you mate," The punk says while laughing, the boy follows along.

Hobie switches the subject "So- how's everybody's new year going?" "Decent." The blonde kid takes the blunt. "What...?" Pav turns to face them. "it's....fucking...new year??" Pav slowly gets up and yawns. "Yup, new year mate," Hobie says nonchalantly. Pav sighs, "Bro, y'all don't tell me anything." He puts his head down in his hands and everybody else laughs at the absurdity of his response.

"Making fun of my pain is not cool!" Pav's over-heightened emotions are getting the best of him.

MILES P.O.V:

Okay, now he really needed to find a bathroom. He found the party to be decent and didn't want to leave so he was almost determined trying to find another bathroom in that big ass house. During the mission, he ran into Gwen. "Miles!" Gwen seemed excited to see him.

"Hey." he tried to seem just as enthusiastic as her but she knew he was acting weird.

"What's wrong?" She had a concerned look on her face. "Where's the bathroom?!" He felt multiple drops of sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Oh!" She said, relieved it was nothing serious. "You could check downstairs-" She points the the right. "thank you!" Miles darts away, hoping she is right.

He followed the directions Gwen told him, going downstairs, and ended up finding a hallway that was the only one in the house not populated by humans, the door down the hall his only hope.

He jogs down the hall, the closer he gets the more he questions why there's smoke coming from the sliver of opening at the bottom.

He opens the door only to get an abundance of smoke hitting his face all at once. He coughs and attempts to swat it out of his face but It seems to not stop.

When he could finally see and breathe a good amount, his eyes widened- Pav, Hobie and this random guy turned the room into a hotbox, and it wasn't even a bathroom!

He completely forgot the urge to pee for a moment as he stood there, bewildered. Hobie turns his head and notices him. "Oi mate!" He waves and smiles, making Miles's presence known.

"Hey!" Pav said, sheepishly smiling. "Hey, I'm Elliot." The boy finally gives himself a name. "...what are You guys doing?" Miles asked.

"Just smoking skunk yeah, want some?" He offers. He was about to decline but the feeling of having to go takes over his body again.

"Do you guys know any other bathrooms around here?!" He puts his legs together. "There's one on the top floor, I could show you." He gets up and Pav follows along. "Hey, do you want the rest?" Elliot says, holding the bag up.

"Don't believe in finishing." He walks out of the room. "Bye, Elliot!" Pav happily waves and closes the door behind him.

For what felt like ages, Miles finally gets to use the bathroom. He comes out looking more than relieved. "Thank you, Hobie." "No problem." He puts his arm around his shoulder.

"Look it's 12:58!!" Pav points to the clock on the brown wall. "Don't you think it's time we get downstairs innt?" They all smirked at each other and started to go down the stairs.

They got there just in time for Gwen to find them. "Thank God I found you guys it's almost time!" She's grinning ear to ear. Everybody gathers around each other and somebody turns the music down.

"9, 8, 7,"

The four of them look at Each other, anticipating every number.

"6, 5, 4, 3,"

Their grip on each other tightened, eyes growing wider.

"2, 1, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!" The whole room erupted in sound, the group jumped up and down, all of them group hugging. The music was turned up again, people were kissing, hugging, and laughing. Everybody was so happy.

That only lasted for a couple of seconds before the shattering of glass caught people's attention.

Everybody also simultaneously looked at where the sound came from and saw a red-haired man beating somebody up, it didn't take long for miles to realize the red-haired guy was the same guy he was talking to earlier in the night.

It was like the world stopped, everybody stayed silent except the people trying to break up the fight. These two girls named Maddy, whom Miles also recognized, and Cassie who tried to stop it, screamed "Fezco stop!!" But he pushed both of them off.

It took for this guy who had all black and and cornrows to stop him from almost killing the guy on the ground and even then fezco almost fought with him too.

The guy had taken off his sweater and had a white long sleeve under it, blood all over it along with his bruised knuckles.

He looked at Miles, then at another person then just walked away. People were crowding over the guy beating up, the gut that stopped the fight and the party host had to U-haul him out of the house.

".....Is it too late to say I didn't finish the first episode?" Gwen said quietly. All of them were shocked except Hobie, all he did was smile and say "Cheers to that." Before downing a shot.

#Spotify #marvel #fanfic #fanfiction #oneshot #atsv hobie #fanfic writing #fanfiction writer #spiderman atvs #pavitr prabhakar #atsv pavitr #atsv miles #atsv gwen #maddy perez #jules vaughn #euphoria hbo #crack fic #fezco euphoria #fez

[nailgunstigmata]

15 and 16 for The Gang Inflates, and 29 and 30 for Dennis :3

15. favorite moment

ok the macden sleeping in the inflatable bed reveal is a close second but the pulse check rewired my brain <3 so yeah. the pulse check. something shifted in the universe

16. least favorite

it feels cruel to do this because of how little my girl got to do this season but….probably the dee and frank scene 😭😭 its not that i didnt like it i just loved the entire episode and thats the part i loved the least. sorry dee </3 my hatred of landlords and macden bias clouds my judgement

29. favorite outfit

this was hard because the peepaw swag was immaculate but if i had to choose one its probably dtamhd!! this might be because ive rewatched it so often it has implanted itself in my brain as a core dennis outfit but something about the open jacket+checkered shirt+undershirt peeking through+cuffed jeans+thighs. haha yeah

honorable mentions of his pajamas in inflates…..hes got that mr tibbs slay. also the gray sweater that looked really soft to lay ur head on

30. least favorite outfit

this is even harder….even the shirts im not a fan of are so peepaw that i feel like i cant hate on them. celebrity booze was boring especially next to macs cunty suit but i cant say that one because of the boobs. i think i might have to say the striped shirt during sinned just because i personally am not a fan but i do respect the peepaw of it all. he was dressing like this and sucking and fucking seducing men and i love that for him

#ty <3333 #asks

[glitterdragonthegreatprotector]

UH UHM IDK AWARE DOUG

Ok-

Something I can work with.

Spoilers for Deceptive Reality that I haven't finished yet-

Aware doug went through about 30 playthoughs, before breaking the game. He kept trying to get to the computer each time, but was forced by his player to continue to the end.

About 15 of those playthoughs, he befriended the Joy Joy Gang, and they helped him with his little quest. Since it kept him from the shards.

Hangry reminded doug he needed to eat, penny gave him hugs and reassurance, and lucky dragged his ass to bed when he refused to sleep.

This made reuniting with them after each reset all the more painful.

Lucky is his favorite, if he were to pick favorites. Because he knows how much the rabbit's affection meant. He was a fighter, not a lover, and canonically doesn't have a soft spot on mortals.

He had a few stages before he became the chaotic bean on my other blog I RP as.

Canon stage - when things weren't as bad. He noticed scene changes, and the shard streaks. But he thought he was blacking out while bierce and malak talked in the ballroom. The shard streaks were only purple blurs in the corner of his eye.

Eye's opening stage - when he first started coming to realize that he isn't real. This stage is when he realized the nightmares were repeating, he couldn't speak, and everyone seemed scripted. This was also when he was tryto get to the JJ land computer.

Player stage - he started playing by his own rules, realizing he was a game character, or got the gyst of it. He stopped charing about the ring, or saving his family since it didn't matter in the end. He just tried to keep his mind off the fact he wasn't real.

Void stage - when he messed up at the computer, and broke the game. He corrupted his code, and watched Joy Joy Land fall apart. Last thing he saw was lucky glitching out and disappearing. While in the void, he was awake for it. So he was stuck in the unloaded game for a few days.

Revenge stage - he grew bitter towards some of the characters, because of the endings he endured. The first person he tortured was bierce. He mutilated her, twisting her model, while contorting his own to be more monstrous. Kinda like this but scary instead of funny. He was unsatisfied with that, and continued the game as usual without bierce. The first act of revenge, caused the monsters and malak to be TERRIFIED of him. He broke the game when lucky was scared of him.

The next act of revenge, he killed Malak in the same way. Again, he wasn't satisfied. So he reset the game. He tried killing other characters to give them what they deserved, but he couldn't kill most of them without having a breakdown.

Soulless stage - he slowly started forgetting his feelings. Growing numbber to the fact he was a game character, and started trying to act like a puppet. The emptiness didn't feel good to him though, since he used to feel so much fear. This staged creeped out a lot of the characters.

Internet/love stage - he found a way to get to Google, and started searching up things about humans. To try and learn things he wasn't programmed with, and reteach himself other things. This included love. In this stage, he tried to love everyone around him, but again, it was creepy to the other characters. He tried everything he could, ranging from gifts, to talking to them, to flat out just not leaving them alone and stalking them. Whenever they didn't reciprocate his feelings, he kept breaking the game with his rage and grief. Leaving him in the void off and on for years. Which leads to the next stage of his madness.

Copycat/mod stage - believing that they would love him back if he was like them, or different, he started modding himself. Tweaking his model to be like them, or a different new character entirely. Two of those NCs being Mortim Veris and Mercy. He made a mistake though, by taking some code from the other character's AIs to develop more of the fake persona while he was busy in the void. To make them more believable. What happened though, was he accidentally created more AIs. At first, like first few seconds at first, he didn't like the other AIs in his head. He was intended to be Ablest in Canon after all. But he quickly liked it since he wasn't alone anymore and had people that wouldn't leave.

Kidnapping stage - this is when his loneliness started eating up the other AIs. They all worked together to kidnap the characters one by one, and drag them to underneath the game where they could corrupt their code in peace, and force them to stay. They successfully kidnapped the JJG, Agatha, some trigger teddies, and a few other monsters.

Virus stage - this is the last stage. They reveal themselves to the remaining characters that they're a virus. Doug then tried to convince Malak, beirce, and the remaining monsters to try having a happy ending. Where they then mod the game, to be a new universe for themselves to share.

I mentioned the alters, so here are some stuff about these other AIs. Some of the AIs were made willingly, while some were on accident.

Doug: the host. (he/they/it), is 100% clingy and out of touch with his emotions. He also has some trouble reading the room, because he's so used to getting up in people's faces. Views Tammy as a daughter, and Elise as a Wife.

Ring Bearer: (she/he/it/they), is basically a toned down bierce. She is playfully sassy, and will make snarky remarks while playing games with other characters. Constantly calls people "love", and means it in the nicest way possible. She has abandonment issues, but there isn't a single person in Doug's head that doesn't. She's like a nicer bierce. Views Tammy as a daughter, and Elise as a Wife.

Dulak: (he/they/it), is a lot Malak, talks and acts like him. Only difference? Much more open with compliments and more willing to comfort others. He's the dad none of them had- Dulak tends to play therapist, talking with the headmates and other characters about their issues. Most stable, and hides his fear of abandonment better than the others. But he still fears being alone. Views Tammy as a daughter, and Elise as a Wife.

Gordy: (they/it), is a chaotic and violent little bean- they like to stab pillows and stuff. If it can't do that that, it'll do lots of arts and crafts. Sometimes speaks, but prefers to scream and screech. Views Tammy as a crafting buddy, and Elise as a friend to stab thinsg with.

Aggie/Thea: (she/he/it), is a clingy baby that needs SOOOOOO many hugs! She's like agatha, but more dangerous power wise, less violent with playmates, and more terrified of being alone. Views Tammy as a friend, and Elise as a mom.

Douglas: (he/it), loves calm conversations about the world's economy over tea with anyone willing. Very calm up front, but still LOVES causing chaos. He has SOME dignity though, so he tries his best to be composed. (He favors capitalism much to the others dismay/hj). Views Tammy as a daughter, and Elise as a Wife.

Mythomania: (they/he/it), loves playing in water. Can speak, but prefers to squeak and quack. They're a pathological liar when they do speak, but what they lie about tends to he about how alone he is. He'll tell anyone that he's fine by himself when he's very much not fine- Views Tammy as a niece, and Elise as a friend.

Coulropenny: (they/it), is a little prankster. Lots of people end up being the butt of their jokes. Excellent juggler, and very acrobatic. All of them are acrobatic, Coulropenny just performs tricks more. Loves making people and the other AIs laugh. Views Tammy as a daughter, and Elise as a Wife.

Deathlas: (she/her but women can use it), is sassier than Ring Bearer, but is a tad more tolerant of men than her fellow reaper nurses are. She'd gladly stab any poor man, if he plays his cards wrong, but she's very clingy like most of the alters. She'd probably check up on other people's and AIs' health and play therapist like Dulak. Views Tammy as a future daughter, and Elise as a girlfriend.

Lucky/Don: (he/bun/it), just like lucky, hates losing. Would have play fist fights with anyone willing to play rough. He loves his JJG in Doug's head, and will often talk to them more than the others. Views Tammy as a daughter, and Elise as a Wife.

Hangry/Autophagia: (he/pig/it), reminds everyone to eat. Poor thing is always hungry, like his source. Got his nickname Autophagia because he has a bad habit of trying to eat his own ribs. Views Tammy as a daughter, and Elise as a Wife.

Penny/Squish: (she/chick/it), gives her friends lots of hugs, and showers them with platonic love. Lots of platonic kisses for the most part. Loves human characters more than the others. Likes to flap her arms like wings when she's happy. Views Tammy as a daughter, and Elise as a Wife.

Martha: (she/ma/it), the mom friend. She loves baking, singing, and taking care of children. She's much kinder than mama bear. Views Tammy as a daughter, and Elise as a Wife.

Theodore: (it/they), it's a baby. It cries out for attention a lot, and can't speak very well. It loves being held close by other monsters, especially the JJG or mama bear. Views Tammy as a sister, and Elise as a mom.

Mortim Veris: (he/they/it), is basically yassified Malak. He'd be like Doug to Matrix, but more wild than him. Think a mix of Bill Cypher, that snake demon from hazbin hotel, the collector from toh, and sundrop from fnaf. Chaotic as hell, with some flavor. His AI was made from scratch, to be an alter ego for doug to mess with Malak with. He ended up being his own individual though later on. (He has a whole fake backstory too! Elise was exactly like bierce in the fake story, but instead of being mad when she tried to trick him, he was impressed and asked for her hand in marriage instead of her soul. He knows that's not remotely close to what really happened, but he still is a simp for her). Views Tammy as a daughter, and Elise as a Wife.

Mr. Houser: (he/him), was made on accident. During the love stage, doug was forced to relive his fake memories. Which messed with his AI. When he was messing with his AI during the copycat stage, is caused what was planted in his AI by the memories to split off, and make a Canon doug. None of the others like him very much, but try and guide him when it comes to right and wrong. Even when they struggle with the concept themselves- Views Tammy as a daughter, and Elise as a Wife.

Dark: (he/it), is the part that all of Doug's personalities don't want. He's scared for different reasons than them, and fears being backstabbed by more people. He's another accidental AI. Just negativity and fear that kept the others from their goal of friendship that developed intelligence. The most violent, but it's in a scared stray cat sort of way. All he wants is to protect the others from heart breaks, and from dying again. Once someone earns his trust, Dark will NOT let anyone hurt his friend. Views Tammy as someone they can trust, and Elise as someone they need to keep an eye on but isn'tas much a threat.

Mercy: (any pronouns), is an angel doug pretended to be for the hell of it. The kindest and most forgiving of them all. Loves to sing, and play violin. Safest one to be around.

All of them veiw the JJG as parents, and have serious separation anxiety when it comes to leaving them.

I have more than this, but I'm tired-

I'll give more lore later-

#not fnaftale #dark deception au #dark deception #dark deception doug #doug houser #aware doug #aware au #lore post

[under-the-cherrytree]

Hehehe 😈

So I'm assuming u haven't seen rottmnt or rise of the ninja turtles, there for ill introduce u to the guysss

Purple is donnie(15 anõs)

Blue is leo(15 anõns

Orange is mikey (14 anõs

Ralph is red (16 anõns

Now we got that out of the way- the one on the left of the pic is nex and right is spacey

Note this gonna be a rlly long story so bear with me-

So the guys found spacey first before nex, so they got separated while defending themselves from a another gang and out of panic he climbed into a manhole and ran as fast as she could so anywhere to rest. He was badly injured so he had to messily fix himself up- then next she knew he was in guys lair in a bed (cause chairs are uncomfortable) with 4 turtles and 1 human above him. She immediately panicked cause in a unfamiliar place he covered his face and ears, rolled up into a ball, pressed a button saying " hello I am scared and afraid, I have adhd, and can be easily overwhelmed please leave me be please and thank u"

After awhile she calmed down but wouldn't speak to them (cause when he's usually overwhelmed he won't talk for awhile so he has a button that's similar to the panic button in the show) then after a good long while of waiting his brother showed up and almost immediately attacked ralph (big = most dangerous in his mind)

Spacey Is closest to mikey, and leo while nex is closest to ralph and donnie. When the guys first offered both of them food they didn't eat since they had to rationalize food they both thought they also did it too (of course they told them no and they ate too much and threw up-

Spacey has a star blanket that no one is allowed to take, sleep or even touch. One time leo thought it was mikey's and grabbed it spacey had full breakdown cause he couldn't find it. Went nonverbal for a few hours- ralph tried to wash it once (cause it was stained with blood and dirt-) told spacey beforehand and she sat in front of the dryer and washer waiting

So they're hairs are dyed and when the guys were first met them and asking them questions they all thought it was natural hair-

Nex will over work him self out (similar to donnie-) so often ralph will have to drop them off in Spacey's room or in a spare room-

Sometimes spacey will have some pains (mostly soreness from like fighting-) so he'll chill with mikey talking about crap or drawing, or he'll be with Leo bullying him

💥Movie spoilers 💥

So- (this is after the movie-) spacey and nex got separated from eachother then both got ganged up with some of the kkrang nex ended up ok but spacey almost died and got injured on his arms and hands so to quickly fix it she messily wrapped it (with similar wrapping from the guys black wrapping-) so fast forward to leo getting fixed up, spacey wouldn't allow anyone to fix it seeming that he was ok (didn't liked people working about him) so leo or mikey had to do it but (I head canon that mikey doesn't like blood-) and leo was badly injured so ralph had to do it with the help of nex. In the end she cried through out it and didn't talk for several days-

Adding onto the story, he immediately cried cause 1, her injury was on his side so more than likely his sweater was missing 2, her arms were showing, spacey really hates how his arms look like (has chicken scratch skin look it cause I'm lazy-) and just doesn't like them so double overwhelmed

There's more too them I swear I'm just lazy-

THIS TOOK ME A LONG TIME TO READ-

I have seen the movie a long time ago but i know nothing else

This is a lot of info-

I kinda just called them the turtles with Italian painters names lmao-

[mary-games-and-arts]

Mwell, or I'm starting to overthinking, or my brain acts weird but I wrote this thing & starting to think if I should do a series of comic or leave it like this...

Pinkie vs Nightmares(i think it needs a better name)

Night, 1:30 am

Pinkie: *sleeps but suddenly wokes up* H-huh? Oh, another nightmare... *gets up from her bed* I think I'll go to MT & Purple... *leaves her & Yellow's room & goes outside* What a lovely night... *goes to the MT's and Purple's house* ...maybe not..? *sigh* *knocks the door*

MT: *hears the knocking sound* h-huh..? *goes to the door & opens it* Pinkie..? W-what are you doing here..?

Pinkie: *goes inside & suddenly hugs MT*

MT: Ah..? Something happened kiddo?

Pinkie: N-nightmare...

MT: You have nightmares? S-since when-?

Pinkie: Since my first night in here... I was scared of losing my sister... and... H-huh..?

MT: *hugs Pinkie* Don't worry... Everything's gonna be alright... I promise

Pinkie: ... *hugs MT* T-thanks MT...

MT: Always welcome

Pinkie: ...don't...wanna...let...go...

They didn't let each other go for 15 minutes

MT noticed that Pinkie fell asleep

MT: *grabs Pinkie, brings her to MT's room & lays her on MT's bed* Good night kiddo *lays near Pinkie, hugs her & falls asleep*

Morning, 9:15 am

Yellow: Where is my sister!?

Second: Idk, maybe check if she's with MT & Purple?

Yellow: Okay... *goes to MT's and Purple's house & knocks the door*

Purple: *opens the door* Oh, hi Yellow. What brings you here?

Yellow: Where is Pinkie?

Purple: ...idk? Also I wanted to check my sister's room, MT didn't leaved it, but she always wakes up at 8:30 am.

Yellow: I'll check with you. Maybe Pinkie with her...

Purple: Okay... Come inside.

Yellow & Purple went to check MT's room

Purple: Cursed Tall Fruit, wake up idiot- *notices that Pinkie sleeps with MT*

Yellow: Purple, something's wrong-?

Purple: Shhh... Pinkie sleeps with MT, lets leave them alone.

Yellow: Bu-

Purple: They'll wake up, don't worry -u-

Yellow: ...okay...

Yellow & Purple went downstairs to watch some TV

MT: *yawn* mmm... What time is it- 9:30 am!? Shi- erm- Shoot! *takes Pinkie & brings her downstairs* Yellow? What are you doing here?

Yellow: Good morning MT, where are you bringing Pinkie?

MT: To your home.

Yellow: Ok, lets go, see ya Purple

Purple: See ya :]

Yellow & MT bringed Pinkie to Color Gang's house & puts Pinkie on her bed

MT: Well, Im gonna go home, see ya.

Yellow: See ya MT

MT went home

Yellow waits when Pinkie wakes up

Noon, 1:00 pm

Yellow *thinks: Maybe she haves a wonderful dream now, not gonna wake up her then*

Afternoon, 4:00 pm

Pinkie: *yawn* Hmmmm... Ah...? Heya sis

Yellow: Heya Pinkie. So, why were you in MT's room?

Pinkie: I guess you need to knock the truth... I have nightmares

Yellow: Huh? Since when-

Pinkie: You like MT. She asked the same thing when she knew I have nightmares

Yellow: Hahah... But seriously, when they started to appear..?

Pinkie: ...Since the first night in here... I was really scared that I will lose you ever again... Im so sorry for not telling you about this sooner... *hugs Yellow*

Yellow: H-huh? I-its okay... *hugs Pinkie* Just if you will have another nightmare - go to sleep with me!

Pinkie: Hahah... Okay sis, I will...

Night, 11:45 pm

Pinkie: *wakes up again, but this time with tears* Ugh, another nightmare... Yellow said that I can sleep with her when I have nightmares, so I'm going to her *gets up, comes closely to Yellow's bed & wakes her up* Yellow...

Yellow: Hmm... Y-yes Pinkie..?

Pinkie: I-I g-got a-another n-ightmare...

Yellow: Come to me then

Pinkie: O-okay... *snif* *lays near Yellow*

Yellow: There *hugs Pinkie* Everything's alright, you don't need to be scared... Good night sister, love ya. *starts to fall asleep*

Pinkie: *hugs Yellow* Good night Yellow, love ya too... *starts to fall asleep too*

And from that day Pinkie started to have less nightmares :]

The end!

Hope u enjoyed that fanfic of mine :3

#alan becker #ava yellow #ava pinkie(my oc) #ava mt #ava purple #ava second coming #mari fanfics(i think?)

[grownups-are-the-real-monsters]

Sleepover HC list

w/ Jake Chambers, Jordon (Cell), Mark Petrie, & Jack Sawyer 

[by: @m-o-o-n-thatspellsblog & I] 

Jordon and Jake are supposed to be running the mile but instead they’re just walking around the track because they’re super lazy. Jordon is discussing the cute girl who he knows has a crush on Jake!! 

Jake, as always, acts pretty disinterested which frustrates poor Jordon (who is only a little jealous because the girl he likes is a senior who will never like him back). 

Jake shyly (and out of character) explains that he likes someone else anyways. Jordon pounces on this and immediately asks who it is. He insists that Jake can get any girl he wanted in the school.

“Well, it’s not a girl....” Jake admits. 

Jordon, blissfully unaware that this is a tender moment, bursts: “You could get any guy you wanted too!” 

Jake is touched by his friends’ support and goes to tell him so but Jordon is like “Dude, we both have two dads, remember? How could I be homophobic?” 

Back to the task at hand, Jake doesn’t want to tell who his crush is right away so Jordon gets the idea of a group sleepover with their little gang. Where Jake can talk about him later. 

SO after school, Jake, Jordon, Mark, and Jack all get together at Jordon’s house for a sleepover. Tom & Clay have promised to stay out of their son’s hair!!!

While packing his things together, Mark decides to bring ‘Dracula’ for a fun movie night which they pop in Jordon’s DVD player as soon as they all get comfortable. 

Jack insists that they do a ‘Rock, Paper, Scissors’ tournament to determine who gets to sleep in Jordon’s bed. They all get way too into the competition but Jack ends up beating Jordon in the last round.

Jordon has to sleep on the floor at his own sleepover. 

For the first bit of the movie, they all just sit around talking about school, homework and all that jazz while looking through Jordon’s graphic novel collection. (Mark is secretly still starstruck that Jordon’s dad writes/draws horror/fantasy). 

They talk about what movie monster they would all be....

Jordon does NOT want to be a zombie, ok? He’s just interested in them!! 

Mark surprises them all by saying he wants to be the freaking Creature from the Black Lagoon because they all thought he loved Dracula. 

Mark’s like: “Nah, I’m scared as hell of Dracula!!!” (They all just ignore the fact that his blanket literally has Dracula on it...) 

Jake brings the conversation around to this guy he likes because he would secretly do anything to talk about him!!

Jack hi-jacks the conversation to talk about the fact that Richard Sloat definitely likes him but he is so not gay!! 

Jake is like “Yeah, sure....anyway--I like Benny Slightman!” (Benny is a year older than them so he’s 15). 

Jack, the little jerk, is like “I knew you were gay!” 

Jake punches him hard in the shoulder and tells him to shut the fuck up and let him talk. 

Jake proceeds to go off on a tangent about Benny for like twenty minutes of the movie. 

Mark is super interested but also is still trying to watch the movie so he keeps getting distracted. But he also shares that he thinks this boy, Danny Glick, might like him but he doesn’t know how to feel about it cause as far as he knows, he is straight. 

Jack hi-jacks the conversation again, talking about Richard again, and how much he does not like him. 

After the movie ends, Jordon is like “Ok guys please go to sleep cause I have soccer practice tomorrow and I need rest.” (The senior girl, Alice Maxwell, plays soccer so he obviously had to play too). 

Mark and Jack keep everyone awake with their bickering. Jack teases Mark about the fact that he brought his werewolf doll. 

Mark insists that it’s an action figure and tells him to shut the fuck up. 

Jake and Jordon examine the figure and determine that it’s a doll after all. 

#The Dark Tower #cell #cell (2016) #salems lot #The Talisman #jake chambers #benny slightman #jordon #alice maxwell #mark petrie #danny glick #jack sawyer #richard sloat #hc list #stephen king