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itgirlgyu · 1 year

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how i think txt would react if their female best friend sat on their lap

requested!

YEONJUN...

oh my god totally bitchless behavior coming in within 0.4 seconds

like this man will stop functioning, like is it normal to have your hands on the side?

tries to strike a pose

like daniel,, bby you're embarrassing yourself

swear he thinks he's like aha so fine

might lean back to play it cool

but you know he stiff as hell

like basically it's that dad pose when you know you've disappointed him and you're about to sit with him in a dark living room to soak in the immeasurable shame you've brought to the family.

his undergarment is drenched from stress sweats

might actually start stuttering

pls get off him before his dry sex life makes him pop a boner and the friendship gets ruined for life.

SOOBIN...

his head starts overheating due to overthinking the moment you sit on his lap like

the only two option were the floor where beomgyu spilled his drink or any of the dudes lap and he's your bestie boo so ofc you'd pick him

right?

tries to gaslight himself into thinking it's fine

like sure this shit is fine and it's normal to sit on each others laps.

but inside his head there are 4 tabs open, two of them are having a debate on the pros and cons of having your best friend on your lap and other two are playing tiktok random hits and he doesn't know which one he should tune in to

for the peace of his own mind, he tries to sit on your lap the next time

tit for tat he says.

BEOMGYU...

starts acting like you are crushing his thighs

he knows you playing so he's like aha two can play the game

girl you really thought you will outdo the doer

the og mr. mood breaker?

will straight up start moaning in your ears

starts squirming and whining like

'oooof my thighs are so fragile,'

does not give two cents about the place he is in

or the situation

or what people will assume

if soobin is the overthinker, beomgyu rarely thinks

its like his brain just takes off in a rush and it's taken over by the sheer need to annoy the fuck out of his bestie.

he's like the fly you can't just quite swat away

literally starts doing his own echo moan from one ear to another

you have to admit the defeat and get up on your own.

TAEHYUN...

will not straight up push you off him.

but the look he gives you, he might as well just put in the physical effort and do it.

his face is like, 'you did this for what?'

'why not?'

'why though?'

tries to get used to you sitting on him

like its chill

you're his bestie and he's a gym goer

so it does work out nicely

but the thing is like,

your back is blocking his vision

like its all chill and cute in movies but irl your sight will definitely get blocked and it has nothing to do with the person's height!

he tries to adjust so that he doesn't need to kick you off of him

and hurt your feelings or something

man is here jumping through hoops to seem effortless in order to continue his debate with hyuka about the importance of the balance between peanut butter and jelly in the sandwich

you see his struggle and move over on your own with a new found respect for terry the terrance taehyun kang

HUENING KAI...

he's looking at your head like, hmm you kinda sus

but that lasts like a whole lot of ten seconds before he's like nothings even on him

although he tries to smell the top of your head like what is the difference between a baby's head and an adult's crown

he is a curious little crow, it's one of his charms

makes a quick mental note to break it to you gently that you might need to take a lil bit more hygiene care on the top of your head.

he leans back

unlike yeonjun the daniel choi, he's fr chill

also man's broad as hell

he's like meant to be a chair at this point

you can lean in as much as you want on him and you know he would fine with anything

like he barely feels you on him anyway

you can probably just lean back on him and he'd cradle you like his first born

just maybe not kiss the top of your head

but he finally got an idea what to gift you on your birthday!

so it all worked out for the best!

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luimagines · 1 year

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BOO! Hewwo!!!

I’m sure someone’s requested this already but I wanted to add into the hype- Part 2 for “there was only one bed” 🥺 ILY HAPPY ANNIVERSARY

Of course! Thank you, Anti! You got it, Bestie!

Masterlist

This follows the first part, where you can read right here!

It includes Legend, Wild and Warrior.

Content under the cut.

Legend

Legend woke up in the middle night as thunder shattered the peace of the hour. Lightning lit up the room for brief moments of time before he was shrouded in darkness once more.

There a spark in Legend’s mind that he was home again. This was his bed. the storm was raging just before and the lightning... lit up the silhouette of his uncle as the lantern light caressed his old face. “Link.”

Legend’s breath hitched. He blinked and the vision was gone. The effects however were anything but. With his heart pounding and his breath becoming harder and harder to obtain, he could barely hold himself anchored to reality anymore.

It felt... wet? Was there water on his face?

Lightning strike again and Legend feels like he’s losing balance. He’s tossed left and right and up and down. Lightning strike again and it’s closer this time. He jumps and yells, trying to hold onto the rope and he sails the seas- no seeing an single island in sight-

“Link!” Hands land on his shoulders- shatter the second illusion of the night.

You look up at him, wide eyed and concerned. There’s a question in your eyes but it’s a gentle look. You take a breath and rub his shoulders consolingly. “It’s ok. We’re ok. It’s just a dream.”

You’re wrong about that. It was real. It was very much real and he was there and he can never see their faces again-

“Link, look at me.” You guide his face towards yours. You reach up and wipe the tears that have traitorously leaked form his eyes. Legend gulps and meets you head on, only vaguely remembering your earlier taunt. “Legend, you coward.”

He’s not a coward. He won’t let you think that of him. So help him-! Not you.

You sigh and run your hands over his hair. You stay there with him in the quiet, letting him get his breath together without saying a word. He can hear you gulp after a while and he realizes that you’re still tired too. But he’s not in a place where he can use his voice just yet.

You don’t seem to mind though. You just keep petting him and rubbing soothing circles on his back. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Legend shakes his head. He won’t share those horrors with you. Not now. Not like this.

You hum and look away from him. You reach behind and set the pillow up again, fluffing it for good measure.

“Come on.” You push him back, letting his head rest against the pillow first. You make yourself comfortable against him next and bring the blanket back over the two of you.

Legend can feel his heart beat continue to pound against his ribcage. there’s very little that he can control in this situation. This isn’t a side of him that he wanted you to see. But like most things in his life he doesn’t get to decide who witnesses it and who gets hurt from it.

“....I’m sorry.” He croaks out at last. “I didn’t mean to wake up.”

“I don’t mind.” You reply quietly. Legend isn’t inclined to believe you.

Suddenly you start... singing? Humming. The tune is unfamiliar to him and you go back to playing with his hair. Your heart beats much calmer against his own and your breath is quiet and soft.

Legend focuses on that instead, letting the melody drift over him. Between the warmth, your weight, your attention and your song, Legend begins to let go of his panic and sorrow. The memories fade away and the storm calms down. The rain is unrelenting but the the thunder has stopped and the lightning has moved to other places of the world

Legend falls asleep once more.

Wild

Wild woke up after the sun had risen for a change. He was used to early morning and earlier chores to complete. So the quiet and undemanding morning was well worth the welcome.

He stretched and yawned, nothing thinking much of the night before before he collided with unexpected mass.

He freezes and finally opens his eyes and comes face to face your with your own. Wild gapes like a fish and can feel his heart stop beating in his chest.

“Good morning, sleepy head.” You smile. “Sleep well?”

Wild nods and daringly looks down to get more information about your position.

He didn’t anticipate to figure out that he slept with his head to your chest. The blush covers his face instantly and he scrambles to get off of you. “ Oh by the three! I’m so sorr-”

He falls off of the bed.

You blink and dive to the edge of the bed, reaching out to grab him but you were a second too slow. You pop your head over the side and scan Wild for any new injuries. “Are you ok?”

“Fine. Awesome. I’m awesome. You?” Wild can feel his body struggle to keep up with the movements that he wants to do so that he can save face and get back up to his feet.

Wild feels only a marginal drop of despair drop into his soul when he sees you grin at his expanse. By the look in your eye, you want to laugh but he’s thankful that you don’t.

“I was kept warm and comfortable.” You tease with a little wink. “But I also feel awesome too.”

“Right.” Wild brushes himself down, hoping that his blush isn’t as obvious as it feels. “Um... I should get started on breakfast then.”

“Don’t bother.” Your words cut him from his escape route. “Warrior came by earlier to see if you were awake but I told him to shut up and let you sleep. So someone is taking care of the food this time around. Who knows? Maybe we’ll get a taste of what the inn has to offer.”

Wild knows that his blush is gone by the way he pales. “Warrior came by?”

“Yup.” You reply easily.

Wild bite his lip.

You finally laugh a bit. “Don’t worry. I think I scared him enough that you won’t be teased for drooling on me.”

“Drool-?” Wild pales even further, feeling his chances slip through his fingers.

You nod and finally get out of the bed. You pull on your shirt and sure enough, there’s a small wet patch by your shoulder. “Not bad, all things considered. At least it wasn’t the entire time.”

Wild brings his hand up to cover his mouth. “That’s so embarrassing. I’m so sorry.”

You giggle and shake your head. “It was cute. I can’t even be mad. You were so out of it. How tired were you?”

A cough. “Very.”

“I could tell.” You smile and walk over to pat his head. “But don’t worry. You look a lot better now. There’s a bit of color to your face and you’re back to yourself.”

You do a little twirl and strike a pose. “What about me? Am I good?”

“Incredible.” Wild blurts out before he can stop himself.

“Good to know I wake up like this then.” You laugh and pat his shoulder as you make your way towards the door. “I’ll try and buy you some time to get ready for the day.”

“Thanks. Love you.” Wild puts his foot in his mouth and freezes.

“No problem robblem.” You respond before his other words hit you. “Wha-”

Someone calls you from just beyond the outer corridor and you’re forced to respond instead of questioning him. “Coming!”

“I’ll see you there!” Wild grins and ushered you out of the door. “I’ll be there soon enough. Thank you. You’re the best.”

Wild shuts the door and collapses onto the floor. “Why am I like this?”

Warrior

This was a mistake.

Warrior woke up early as he normally did and found himself in a situation.

It was one he was dreaming about for a while now but he wasn’t about to hope for them to be a reality. The issue with these dreams of his suddenly becoming real was that you were the unwilling participant. And how he longed for your willing participation.

Your legs were intertwined with his. His arms were around your back and your arms held him close. You were sound asleep against him, forgoing the pillow and using his chest as your head’s resting place.

It was an honor, in his eyes. But the question is now, how does he get out without waking you up?

The sun had barely begun to rise above the horizon. It wouldn’t be fair to you to have you get up at the same time as he does. You deserved to sleep more. Especially since you mentioned having slept so horrible the night prior.

Warrior sighed, absentmindedly running his hand over your hair. He tried to relax but this was beginning to stir something within him. Slowly, and it had to be slowly or else he risked throwing you out of the small bed as it was, he turned you around.

From there, he came to another problem. One, was that he had to get up now or else he would have to start putting his weight on you and two, you wouldn’t let go. Sure your head now rested on the pillow beneath you, but that didn’t change the way you clung to him.

Warrior let out a huff and and shook his head. With one hand to hold his body up, he had to use the other to pry your hands away from each other and eventually put them by your side once more.

That didn’t work.

Somehow, despite your still unconscious state, you felt the disturbance and weren’t having it. You clung tighter and managed to bring Warrior down to the bed once more.

Warrior has to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing at the absurdity of it all. He looks down at you, in way that could be described as lovingly and gently brushes the hair from your face. He sighs to himself and smiles. “Good morning.”

“..mmhmh...”

Warrior grins and tries again. You hold on tighter once more and Warrior chuckles to himself. “...You’re not making this easy...”

You don’t reply.

Warrior blows some of his hair out of his face and tries to come up with another solution that resolves with him getting out of the small bed, and with you still sound asleep. Frankly, he doesn’t see how to do it without trying what he did before and just... go slower. Warrior doesn’t have much faith in his own plan.

He reaches around again, gently putting as much of his weight onto the bed next to you and tries to unlatch you from his body. He goes slowly and quietly, trying his best to not over stretch himself this early in the morning.

You blink your eyes opens despite his best effort and pull your hands back to rub your eyes. “...Link?”

And oh how he longed to hear you say his name. So soft and innocent with early morning tenderness. His heart clenches in his chest and he finds himself reciprocating the tone. “Easy. Go back to sleep.”

“...What time is it?” You mumbled, already fighting the way your eyes close. “Come back to sleep.”

Warrior shakes his head. “I won’t sleep. It’ll be ok. I’ll wait for you.”

You hum and Warrior reaches over again to tuck your hair away from your face again, finally getting his feet to touch the floor as he slides out of the bed. Warrior picks up the blanket and pulls it over your shoulders, tucking you in.

“Promise?” You whisper, not remotely looking his way.

“Promise.” Warrior chances it and kisses your temple. “Sleep. We’re ok.”

Part 2

#linked universe #linked universe x reader #linkeduniverse

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silverstonesainz-archive · 1 year

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HI GOOD MORNING BESTIE!!!

Starting off w a daniel prompt because I’m in love with your writing but especially the way you write daniel.

•“you’re so cute.” “what did you just say?” “i said you look like a boot.”

it’s giving Danny in Austin🤨🤨🤨

for my bestie boo <3

boot barn (dr3) ─── one pair of cream colored boots later

“what do you mean i can’t come to austin?”

daniel doesn’t see the disbelief on your face. your brows are knit together, pout adorning your pink lips. he misses the sight, too busy re-packing his luggage after rummaging through it for his work gear.

“do you own boots?” “no.”

“belt with a big obnoxious buckle?” “no.”

“do you even own a cowboy hat?” “no.”

he clicks his tongue, hands still in the thick of his luggage as he turns to look at you with a perplexed stare. “then you can’t come.”

you scowl at him, and daniel laughs, returning his attention back to whatever it is he’s looking for. “you don’t own texas, you can’t stop me.”

“yeah well i hold your pass so good luck.“

“fuck you.”

he was joking of course. he wanted you there, it was his favorite race of the season. it wouldn’t be the same if he favorite person wasn’t there with him. he stands up, satisfied with the progress he’s made. granted, half his clothes were still strewn around the open suitcase, but it would do for now. you flop onto the bed, a hmph escaping you. daniel snorts softly, coming over to ruffle your hair, but you grab hold of his wrist before he can.

“will you take me to boot barn tomorrow then, so i can buy a pair?”

his stomach drops slightly, seeing the way you look up at him. it’s almost as if he’s pulled a chair out from under you. “you know i was kidding right?”

you nod, sitting up, and your tiny fingers still wrapped around his wrist, “yeah yeah. but if i’m walking onto the paddock with you, i’m gonna have to match up to all…. all this you got going on.” you flick your chin over to his day one ensemble hanging in the open closet. a full cowboy outfit: denim on denim, with black boots and a brown cowboy hat to pull the whole look together.

“i can draw mutton chops on ya if you’d like.” he pulls his hand from your hold, taking your face between his thumb and four fingers, giving your cheeks a playful squeeze.

you roll your eyes, swatting his hand away. “in your dreams, ricciardo.”

he does bring you to boot barn the next day, hoodie up and drawstring tightened slightly. you call him insane, complaining that it wasn’t cold enough to be that bundled up. but he just didn’t want to be seen, he wanted to shop in peace.

or just a moment with you in peace.

he doesn’t say much for the first couple of moments, allowing you to look over your choices. he sits on a chair by the wall of boots you’re looking at, hands stuffed into the pocket of his hoodie. it takes a couple of minutes before you pull down your first pair, and by the end of the hour you were stuck between four. his hoodie is pulled down and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, eyes following your every move as you walk in pair number two for the third time, eyes never leaving the mirror. he like’s number two on you, the cream boot more up your alley than the darker options.

“well?”

he walks over to you, only stopping a couple of inches behind you. he looks at your reflection, the way your eyes flicker from the boot and up. you look at him in the mirror, perking your lips up.

“yeah, these are probably my favorite one.”

you smile, nodding. he tries to buy them for you, but you just about pushed him across the store and threw your card at the cashier before he could. you lead the way all the way to the car, a skip in your step as you swing the bag with your new boots back and forth. “can we go get ice cream?”

“what are you, five?” he teases, opening the car door for you.

“five at heart, yes.” you climb into the car, sitting in the seat and grinning over at him.

daniel rolls his eyes. “you’re so cute.”

he didn’t mean to say it out loud, but he did. eyes are wide at the sudden complement, neither of you aware at how the other’s heart races. a beat of silence. then another, before you finally say something.

“what did you just say?”

he should’ve just come clean, right? what’s the harm in being honest?

he chose to shut the car door on you instead.

neither of you move, both too stunned that daniel just shut the door in your face. he hastily opens it a second later, “sorry, fuck.”

“did you call me cute?”

“no… i said you look like a boot.” he wanted to slap himself silly, his mind calling him a million and one names for the worst save known to man.

you eye him skeptically, shaking your head. “yeah… okay.” you pull the door shut and daniel lets out a breath.

he jogs over to the driver’s side, mind reeling and feeling slightly embarrassed. the air in the car is a little unsettling on the drive to the ice cream parlor. both your minds swirl over the three words. three innocent words that seemed to hold a lot of depth to the both of you. you fidget in your seat as daniel slows to a stop at a red light.

“so you think i’m cute?” he whines, but you continue anyway. “do you? because… i think you are.”

it was like second grade all over again.

daniel turns to look at you. your elbows rest on the middle console, leaning over it with wide eyes as you await his response. he smiles shyly, reaching over to hold your cheek between his four fingers and thumb and giving your face a gentle squeeze.

“yes,” he breathes, “i think you’re the cutest.”

#tea & toast w dani #daniel ricciardo #daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo imagine #dr3 drabble

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dazeddoodles · 2 months

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Everyone talking about Amity vs Hunter, what about Alador vs Hunter

Amity's on her dad's side cause she already has beef with Hunter and is mad Luz got taken instead of him. Gus is on Hunter's side, not only cause he and Hunter are besties but also cause he hasn't forgotten about the Blight parents segregating him, Willow, and Luz from Hexide

Willow's trying to keep the peace but lowkey she's on Hunter's side too cause she also still remembers that, along with Amity's birthday memory but also just cause Hunter's her boo.

#hunter: at least i didn't build him an army!#aladaor: watch your tone young man!#gus: or what you'll expell him too? he doesn't go to hexide #amity to hunter: who ordered him to build it in the first place?!#alador who forgot about that: uh- yeah golden guard!#gus: “my wife told me to!” “this teenager told me too!” and if I tell you to take responsibility?!#willow: 👁👄👁#asks

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an-exasperated-hades-kid · 27 days

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Ranking pjo ships cause why not :

1.Percebeth: 9.5/10

They're so cute, and I loved watching their relationship develop through out the percy jackson series like they have the I don't like you to ig we're friends now to besties who have obvious crushes on each other to lovers like this is the only slow burn that didn't make me wanna pull out hair. I love that these two would do anything for each other and are mostly supportive of each other and the seaweed brain and wise girl nicknames that went from insults to terms of endearment and I also love that they're not afraid to call each other our on their bs like I've seen stuff where percy doesn't say shit to annabeth and like have we Been reading the same books cause in MoA and HoH percy stands up for what he believes and even before that he doesn't bend to annabeths will and wishes like in botl and literally all the time in tlt like bro stands up for himself and expresses his opinions and so does annabeth and I love that ?? It's a balanced relationship in which there are years of getting to know each other and then getting together like they are bffs before lovers

But it has some issues, tho like they're wayyyy too codependent on each other which isn't that healthy but this is my opinion and I could be wrong

2. Solangelo: 8.75/10

I love them ok they're so cute like they're all about balance , acceptance, and understanding which is something nico needs in his life he doesn't need someone who'll worship him or sugarcoat stuff for him he needs someone who will be real with him about stuff like will has always been real towards nico and he has always taken care of nico wether you like it or not. Nico has always had issues that people are creeped out by him and afraid of him and will is someone who has never been afraid of nico and has treated him normally like he jokes with him and isn't walking on eggshells around him and makes him realize that not everyone hates that he can find a home in chb and nico says this tsats and even before that you can tell how nico feels and is extremely supportive of him and reminds nico that he's safe and is extremely understanding of nico . In tsats, we see that they complete each, like nico is the warrior and will is the healer, and both roles are important like nico protects will from physical harm and will patches up nicos wounds and protects him from mental and emotional harm. It also shows that no one is perfect, like Will isn't always able to understand nico so he asks for advice and this shows that trying is the best you can do for someone you love , trying to understand them and support them . They also have alot of potential in general as we've only seen them in their honeymoon stage and their developing stage we haven't gotten the established stage and sure tsats isn't perfect in the adventurous sense but the point of this book was to show healing , moving on and making peace with stuff and it did that pretty well .

The only bad points about it is that one scene in boo which shows that will had good intentions but bad execution in expressing his pov and I want them to talk about it cause what he said wasn't nice and it was quite rude ik he didn't intend it but still it was not OK . Next, I want nico to set up boundaries for himself because Will isn't a mind reader and can not know what to not do unless he's told . I want rick to tell us more about Will as a person like we know more now, but still I want rick to flesh out as a character even further

3. Jasiper: 6.5/10

They weren't well developed, and it was kinda forced by hera even tho I know that at one point they truly loved each other but it wasn't well executed and they were bad as showing it I honestly wish that they had more time to understand themselves and then into a relationship like it would have been much better that way yk

4. Frazel : 8/10

They're cute together, they make each other happy they're comfortable around each other and they trust each other hence they're a good ship

I don't see why the age gap thing is a problem because it's just 3 years and where I'm from, that's a pretty normal age gap between lovers like my grandparents have a 10 year age gap but they're happy and love each other but ill add it since some people see it as problematic. They're underdeveloped and kinda rushed, and whole I get that they knew each other before SoN but still

5. Caleo : 4/10

It came outta nowhere dude like they were together for 2 chapters and then kiss kiss fall in love like wth 🤦‍♀️ but they have potential to be good ship ig I'm being generous with 4 because of that also the age gap thing isn't a problem because mentally and physically calypso is like 15-16 but if you see it chronologically calypso is older than apollo who is 4 thousand five hundred years old and that's 🚔🚨👈😄

6. Valgrace : 7/10

So so much potential they would have been soo cute and the most un problematic 🤧

7. Percico : 3/10

No, just no percy literally strangled nico when he was 12 even though he knew that nico didn't mean to betray him and honestly just wanted to know about his mom which percy should have understood because his mom means the world to him and it was clear that nico didn't expect hades to double cross him and percy had a right to be mad but strangling nico is too far . Bro also implied that nico doesn't belong in chb at the end of botl, and bro was silent during the negotiation of whether to save nico or to let him suffocate inside a jar which un excusable he also kept giving nico responsibilities like dealing with hades's wrath which could result in death during tlo and then the whole doors of death thing when nico was extremely weak. so yeah, no, they'd be toxic asf oh and I forgot mention percy never apologized for anything and never thanked him ( from what I remember, it's been a min since I read tlo ) also nico had a case of hero worship crush on him which would make a power imbalance in that relationship soooo

8. Jasico : 5/10

I see them as bros and so does rick and it's written in a way that people would see them as friends like it's clear that nico doesn't like jason like that and in tsats it's said that he missed the feeling of Jason's protective arms around him because he trusts jason and if he was to say something about Reynas hug it would be the same thing or even hazels hugs because that's how he sees them In a platonic/ familial way ( not saying that jason is his brother here ) and he also said something like a part of him died when jason died and that's because he cared about jason like he was his 1st actual friend and he felt him die so this is understandable he's allowed to grieve his friend and miss him . Also, jason is kinda unfortunately dead 😕 😔 so it's outta the question. And if he ended up with jason the whole I can belong thing wouldn't happen because it was will who made him realize that he can have a place in chb jason tired to tell him that but nico didn't really believe him . But hey, I understand the jasico shippers and respect the ship. I don't ship it, and I never will, but I can see why people like it because jason does care about nico and nico cares about jason .

Wait, I think it's canon that nico heard the sevens debate on whether he should be saved or not in his dreams, and if it is canon, then nico saw jason vote for him to die in a jar sooo

9. Jercy : 6/10

I don't ship it ship it but it's a fun thing to think about. It's my crack ship, but I could not see it happen in Canon at all

10. Pipebeth : 6/10

Annabeth was definitely pipers queer awakening, but same as jercy, it's my crack ship

11. Reyna with anyone is not my thing because rick said she's aro/ace, but if you ship theyna or jayna, you're cool because her sexuality isn't confirmed in the books, so you can interpret it in anyway you want

12 . Nico x any girl is ew because he's gay it's confrimed in the books and multiple times by rick himself and if you ship him with any female gtfo

13. Valdangelo : 2/10

I don't know how leo views nico now, but when we do get his pov, he always has something bad or rude to say about him and as much as I love leo it makes me wanna hit him

I'm sorry for the typos and mistakes. I still don't have my glasses, and if I'm wrong about something, please correct me

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nerdy-and-dedicated · 11 months

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Come And Get Your Love (Roquill Fanfic)

So this came about after a conversation I had with my bestie @inubaki91. It does contain spoilers for GOTG3, so keep that in mind. Anyway, I hope you like it.

Rating: Teen

Peter sat on the roof, staring up at the night sky. He found himself doing this a lot lately, hoping that a certain someone would land in the yard. Each time Quill would wait until one in the morning and be met with the same disappointment. The man understood that his super hot boyfriend was busy saving the galaxy but still wished he had found the time to visit. It was approaching eleven, and Peter considered calling it an early night. Rocket hadn’t shown up for the past two months, so why should this time be any different? Still, Peter waited, despite his gut telling him it was pointless. Quill remained for two more hours before making his way down the ladder. After putting it away, he headed back towards the house and saw the most heavenly sight. Leaning against the sliding backdoor was his boyfriend dressed in his guardians’ uniform. The man couldn’t contain himself as he ran up to Rocket and scooped him up in his arms. As tears fell from his eyes, Peter kissed the raccoon deeply. When they pulled away, Quill rested their foreheads together and smiled.

“Take it you missed me, Baby Boo?”

“You have no idea.”

“I’m sorry. I wanted to visit sooner, but our latest assignment was a pain in the ass.”

“I get it, Rocky. It just means you have to make it up to me.” Pete flirted.

“Oh~ And how can I do that?”

Peter just smirked as he carried his fluffy raccoon to his room. He closed the door before laying Rocket down on the bed. He leaned over him and passionately kissed his boyfriend. Quill wanted to take this lovingly slow as he didn’t know when Rocket would return. Despite how impatient he knew the raccoon could be, the man wanted to savour the moment. Peter moaned softly, feeling Rocket claw at his scalp and grind against him. The man looked down at his boyfriend and smiled wider. The racoon looked so adorable underneath him. He honestly couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have Rocket in his life. Peter never thought he would experience this kind of happiness, especially after Gamora. Yet here he was, making out with the most amazing person ever. Rocket was there for him during his darkest moment and cared for him during so many drunken nights. He really didn’t deserve him.

“Petey, you’re staring again.” Rocket moaned.

“Can’t help it. You’re just that handsome.”

“If you think I’m that handsome, why don’t you hurry up and fuck me?”

Peter gave Rocket a quick kiss. “With pleasure.”

🦝💕🌟

To say Peter was sore would be a bit of an understatement. While it was definitely the good kind, he had to remind Rocket to file down his claws for next time. Quill didn’t need to see his back to know what kind of state it was in. The man honestly forgot how wild the raccoon could get in bed and was surprised they didn’t wake his grandpa from the amount of noise they made. The man turned to the sleeping Rocket and watched him for a few minutes. It was honestly nice to see the raccoon so peaceful and relaxed. Peter stroked his boyfriend’s cheek and kissed his forehead before collecting his pyjamas and showering. After getting cleaned up, Pete examined the damage done to him. As suspected, his upper back was covered in scratches, with his shoulders and neck littered with bites and hickeys. Getting dressed in his clothes, Pete hoped that his grandpa didn’t notice the state of his exposed skin. He headed towards the kitchen and was greeted by said man in the small dining area. Jason had already gotten out all he needed for his usual breakfast.

“Mornin’ Pete. Sleep well?”

“I guess so….”

“Another late night?”

Peter nodded as he sat down and poured himself a bowl of Corn Pops.

“I know you’re a grown man, but please try to go to bed earlier. I don’t like seein’ the bags under your eyes.”

“I’ll try, but no guarantees.”

Peter appreciated his grandpa’s concern for his well-being, but it was necessary. The man had more pressing matters to worry about, especially with his old age. Still, it was great that he cared. The two men sat in comfortable silence for a bit, just enjoying each other presence. Quill took a few bites of his cereal before Jason spoke.

“Shirley from next door wants to know if you can mow her lawn today.”

“I can, but why can’t Michael do it?”

“Don’t know, didn’t ask.”

“I mean, if she needs help mowing her lawn, I’ll do it, but I kinda feel like her son should help.”

“Don’t get me started, okay?”

Peter put another spoonful in his mouth. “Well, now I kinda want to know…”

“Know about what, Baby Boo?”

Quill froze as he watched his boyfriend climb onto the third chair and steal his breakfast. Rocket was dressed in nothing but Peter’s grey T-shirt. Well, it was more like a nightgown than a shirt on the raccoon, but still adorable regardless. When his brain started working again, he turned towards his grandpa, who was just staring at the anthropomorphic animal across from him.

“Take a picture. It’ll last longer, old man.”

“Rocket, be nice.”

“Hard to be when it’s morning and your cereal sucks.”

“There’s a trash can outside if you’d prefer that,” Jason mumbled.

“Sorry, the only trash I like to eat is your grandson.”

“Oh my god, Rocket!!” Peter exclaimed. “Stop!!”

Quill really didn’t want to have this kind of conversation so early in the morning. Or in front of his grandfather. Yet the old man had remained entirely calm throughout the whole interaction. At least it seemed that way when Jason folded his paper and left the table. Peter thought that was the end of it until he heard his grandfather call out from the living room.

“Just make sure the sheet are clean by midday. I don’t want this house smelling like sex.”

“You heard us?”

“Pete, the whole neighbourhood heard you. I just wished you had introduced me to your weird boyfriend before I did.”

The younger man chuckled nervously. “We were trying to be quiet.”

“Didn’t sound like it,” Jason stated.

Rocket started laughing.

“Next time, we’re doing it on the ship.”

#roquill #rocket raccoon x peter quill #rocket x quill #rocket x star lord #rocket raccoon x quill #rocket x peter #rocket raccoon x star lord

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eco15 · 10 months

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Vanserras and their Weasley potential.

Just imagine Beron wasn’t a soulless asshole and LOAs affair with Helion never happened. Lucien is actually Beron’s child. Beron and LOA are in a happy healthy marriage with all their kids and it’s literally the Weasleys in another universe.

I would’ve loved this. Instead of dawn being the neutral court it’s autumn and at the high lord meetings they’re the old asf mama and papa trying to maintain peace and are actually very inclusive.

Just the cozy autumn aesthetic and the cheeky vanserra family. Literal slay🤞🏽. They shelter Jurian and Vassa courtesy of them being Lucien’s bestie boos. The way the plot would’ve been drastically different.

Damn.🧍🏽‍♀️

Yeah no could never imagine Beron not being an abusive jerk.

#acotar #lucien vanserra #beron vanserra #lady of autumn #eris vanserra #a court of thorns and roses #jurian #vassa acotar

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lea-andres · 2 months

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I'll shoot the same question to you too lol

We know the chaos puppies, but what other OCs do you have? Can I get a reminder? 👀

Ohhhh there's so many...

Let's hit the important people that aren't next gen. I'm assuming we know Professor Horne and Cornelius via Puppy association and I'm skipping them too. And I'm skipping Opal, it's safe to say we know her too.

Putting under a read more because SO MANY.

Seymour the Polar Bear - Bark's dad! (Neither party knows this yet, Vector figures it out eventually.) Wet paper bag of a man, we love how nerdy and pathetic he is. 💕

Willow the Mouse - Bark's stepmom, sweetheart.

Rosemary the Mouse - Willow's mom, a seamstress that force adopted the Chaotix when they saved her shop from robots once. A scheming nosy old thing that *will* meddle in your love life. (Be afraid, Vector and Espio lmao)

Buttercup the Polar Mouse - Bark's younger half sister, ends up being involved in all the Styx stuff because SOMEONE has to tend to Pebble's wounds and then not blab the secret (And they fall in love, aww!)

Olson the Polar Mouse - Bark's younger half brother, (one of) Charmy's besties, and eventually successfully annoys his away into being Carlisle's lab assistant.

Pebble the Hedgehog/Styx - Carlisle built a super suit (Styx) and convinced his very plain and boring friend (Pebble) to wear it. Superhero shenanigans ensue.

Europa the Siren - An evil siren sealed away in a figurehead Team Cerberus and Rough + Tumble accidentally unleashed. She'll drown you if there's water nearby and bite you if there is no water nearby.

Giermund the Viking - Europa's "husband"... She drowned him and now he's her undead lover and servant... Don't look at me like that, he's into it, it's fine...

Ursa the Polar Bear - Everyone start booing! We hate her. She's Bark's mom, she sucks! She pushed way too hard for Bark to become a snowboarder and now we know why he's selectively mute and ran away from home.

Crystal the Polar Bear - Bark's cousin (they were raised together so she's more like his sister), she's really frustrated because she wants the life Ursa's trying to force onto Bark.

Moss the Polar Bear - Bark's uncle (Ursa's brother). He wants to run his hot spring spa resort in peace but Ursa's a bully.

Veil the Chameleon - Espio's older sister. She's dead. Has been dead since Espio was 6. She haunts him because she doesn't want to go on without him and also he's an idiot.

Feel free to ask again about fankids and others! There's many many others I deemed not big players.

#lea's ocs #there's too many to tag

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brandstifter-sys · 10 months

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These Dreams

Chapter 6: Crushcrushcrush (Ao3) (must be signed in)

For @dukexietyweek 2023 Day 6 - Music

Word Count: 1058

Rating: T

Characters: Remus, Virgil, Remy

Warnings: ftm Remus, genderfluid Virgil, mtf Virgil, alcohol, sexual themes, dreams

Vi is fed up with Remy dragging her to bars every weekend just to see the live acts, mainly because a certain hottie keeps trying to get close, and he is willing to make a fool of himself for her

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It wasn't exactly her favorite way to spend a Friday night. Vi was not a fan of dive bars that offered live music, mainly because the acts were usually mediocre. But her best friend needed a designated driver, and Remy was a pain in the ass to drive around so no one else would.

She was leaning against the bar, as inconspicuous as possible for a 6 foot tall, broad trans femme. She didn't want to be mistaken for a drag queen or a very feminine man, so she tried to stay out of the way and drink her soda in peace.

But she couldn't really hide when he spotted her. A wily little imp with a mustache just had to see her. She had seen him around a few times and talked with him before Remy got so drunk they had to leave. He was fun and sweet and far too hot to handle.

"Hey there, gorgeous, funny seeing you here!" the imp purred and leaned on the bar to meet her gaze.

"Sometimes my bitch needs to go to the dog park even if I don't," Vi said flatly and took a sip of her drink, "But you already knew that."

"Yeah! You know, if you want a new dog, I don't mind wearing a collar and leash for you!" he purred and threw in a coy wink. He just knew how to make Vi blush like a schoolgirl without a second thought.

"Get a flea bath first."

"Only if you're the one soaping me up!" he giggled and shimmied. He knew he was being cute and alluring—he had to know.

Vi took another sip of coke and tried to calm her racing heart. She was as red as a tomato and she needed a life line before she fainted from nerves.

"Boo Boo!"

Her saving grace, Remy, sauntered up to the bar and got between the pair, flopping back and signaling the bartender.

The imp was only a little miffed but Remy sure as hell didn't give him a chance to voice it.

"Babe, can you buh-lieve it!" Remy groaned, "The band is late! The hottie I wanted to smash is totes leaving if they don't play soon!"

"You're not smashing anyone," Vi huffed, "You're drunk."

"Vi!!" Remy whined, "He's so hot!"

"Don't care," Vi rolled her eyes and spotted the bartender coming over.

"Can I get you anything?" they asked and eyed Remy.

"Another coke please, and water for him," Vi sighed as Remy fumbled to turn around.

"Babe! Lemme get a screwdriver!" Remy huffed. That's when Vi realized that her imp was gone. She would have to thank Remy when he was sober. She couldn't handle any more embarrassing situations.

And then loud rapid drums rang out from the stage. Vi looked over and nearly had a heart attack as soon as the guitars came in. That feral imp was on stage, holding the microphone.

"I got a lot to say to you, yeah I got a lot to say," he sang and looked directly at her from across the room.

"I noticed your eyes are always glued to me, keeping them here and it makes no sense at all!"

Even at a distance she could feel the intensity of his stare. His voice vibrated through her bones. Vi wrapped her hoodie around her chest and glanced at her drunk bestie.

Remy was smirking at her. He was not nearly as clueless as he seemed. He just had to open his mouth.

"Boo, you have a—"

"Crush, crush, crush! Crush, crush—two three four!"

Vi felt her face heat up again.

"Nothing compares to, a quiet evening alone. Just the one, two I was just counting on!"

That imp was absolutely delighted to see her squirming.

"That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again! Let's be more than this!"

That impish little man was absolutely killing it on the stage. He was flexible, bopping around like he was singing karaoke in his room alone.

"You're coming with me!" Remy jeered and grabbed her arm. Vi was too flustered to fight him, and let him drag her through the small crowd and assorted tables to the stage.

The little imp spotted them and grinned as he continued to perform. Vi swore he had some trick up his sleeve.

"—That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again, let's be more than this now!" he sang and leapt from the stage.

"Rock and Roll, baby," he practically purred and sauntered up to Vi, "Don't you know that we're all alone now? I need something to sing about."

He casually ran his fingers through her hair and giggled at the way her knees trembled.

"Rock and Roll, hey, don't you know baby," he hummed as if they were the only two people in the world, "We're all alone now? I need something to sing about!"

Vi instinctively cupped his cheek and smiled shyly when he leaned into the touch.

"Rock and Roll, hey. Don't you know baby, we're all alone now?" he kept performing and stepped back.

"Give me something to sing about!"

He leapt back on stage, pissing off the guitarist in the process. He didn't seem to care. He was too giddy because of a simple touch.

Vi couldn't look away as he performed the final chorus. He was so wily and cute, and she just wanted to drag him away to smother him with kisses.

"—I guess I'm dreaming again," he sang and put the microphone on its stand, "Let's be more than, more than this! Oh-ho oh-oh oh-oh! Ooh—"

Vi dragged him from the stage by his shirt and closed in on his lip. Her eyes fluttered shut as—

A harsh guitar riff woke Vi from her impromptu nap. She groaned and sat up, peeling her face away from her keyboard. She turned off the alarm on her phone and sighed. At least she didn't have anything on screen that could be ruined by a face to the keys.

These dreams were driving her crazy! She tried therapy, different meds, but nothing kept that mustachioed gremlin from her dreams! She needed an excuse to research, so she switched from her werewolf novel to something else. She had an answer and absolutely no idea how to find a solution. But she could try one thing.

#dukexiety #remus sanders #virgil sanders #sanders sides #ftm!remus #mtf!virgil #genderfluid!virgil #dukexietyweek2023 #day 6 #alcohol ment tw #sex mention tw

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ao3-saiki-updates · 1 year

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A Beer a Day Keeps the Depression Away (but the Bar Looks Depressing)

A Beer A Day Keeps the Depression Away (But the bar looks depressing) by Launix

After Highschool, Saiki and his friends separate and head off to college. Sure, Saiki does miss them (but only a little) but now he can finally has some peace and quiet. So why the hell do they show up at his job? And what's worse is that he doesn't even want to work here, his fathers stupidity led him here.

Saiki is a bartender

Words: 1783, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 斉木楠雄のΨ難 | Saiki Kusuo no Sai-nan | The Disastrous Life of Saiki K.

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Kuboyasu Aren, Kaidou Shun, Nendou Riki, Hairo Kineshi, Mera Chisato, Teruhashi Kokomi, Satou Hiroshi

Relationships: Kuboyasu Aren/Saiki Kusuo

Additional Tags: I need to stop making new fanfics and actually finish my old ones, Kubosai, At first I didn't know there would be Kubosai it just happened, it adds flavor, This is after Saiki gets character delevopement, Saiki as a bartender, Im gonna use that tag more, Im gonna make it have its own fandom watch, I should be alseep, Saiki and Mera are besties, you can't change my mind, Nendo and Saiki are besties too, Saiki is gay, His gay awakening was Satou, He found a new boo tho 🤭, It's Kuboyasu

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46456189

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 KuboSai #♥#KuboSai #Saiki K #⚣#A:Launix #Café AU #April 2023

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egotisticalmachine · 7 months

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it is so fucking wild to me that people will go out of their way to post anti NPD stuff in NPD community tags and still think that us nasty narcissists (sarcasm) are the bad guys. bestie (even more sarcasm) youre the one intruding in spaces for mentally ill people. youre the one trying to cast every single person with a specific disorder as an abuser and actively putting those baseless accusations in tags that are not fucking meant for you.

these people will go on and on about how entitled they think we are, but then the moment they see us trying to have our own community to share advice and resources or just commiserate or joke together, they cant help but try to make everything about themselves and their trauma as if we dont fucking have enough of our own. the hypocrisy is ASTOUNDING lol. they have exactly zero awareness of their own bullshit. its always "empathy is what makes us human!!!!! ✌️" until you ask them to maybe extend that empathy to people with a personality disorder, and then its all aboard the dehumanization train! first stop, those filthy fucking narcs!!

im really just spitting vitriol because i know ill fixate on this if i dont let out my anger, so lemme just be a total cunt for a minute and if the narc abuse truthers stumble on this and wanna point at me and say im proof that narcissists are cruel, then boo hoo, go find a pwNPD who has more patience for being demonized. these people are fucking disgusting. they act like spoiled children. ive put in so much fucking work to better myself and learn how to play nice and be compassionate and patient and kind despite my obstacles, while these absolute jackasses go out of their way to insult and harass us, even advocating for us to be fucking abused, and yet im the one seen as a villain just because of the label for my symptoms. these assholes are like fucking toddlers playing make believe and inventing some cartoon villain to be mad at and then bawling their eyes out the moment someone tells them they have to get along with others, except i actually LIKE children and can have patience for them because theyre not old enough to know any better, unlike the grown fucking adults who go prancing around advocating for pwNPD to be neglected and manipulated without any regard for who we are as people. absolutely fucking vile. id call them victims of pop psychology misinformation but they arent victims, theyre fucking perpetrators of ableism who are the ones actually causing harm while so many pwNPD are just trying to exist in peace. disgusting, appalling, they make me fucking sick with their unwillingness to give a single shit about their fellow human beings. and theyre so fucking stubborn, digging their heels in whenever anyone tries to tell them theyre being cruel, playing the victim and crying crocodile tears and blaming us for being so fucking mean for daring to want some fucking decent treatment instead of being treated like scum all the time. they act like we have victim complexes but they cant handle the thought that maybe they ARE victimizing us, that THEYRE the abusive ones for treating us all like literal demons. all fucking hypocrisy. i hope in the next life they get better heads on their shoulders because i dont have much hope for them in this one. shitty whiny assholes.

#ableism cw #abuse cw #vent #literally idc if this sounds harsh #''youre insulting abuse victims'' IM AN ABUSE VICTIM. WHERE DO YOU THINK THE NPD CAME FROM.#fine to reblog if anyone wants to i guess??#like i said im just ranting so i can be done with my anger and move on #A HEALTHY COPING SKILL. FOR THE FUCKING RECORD. UNLIKE HARASSING MENTALLY ILL PEOPLE. YOU CUCKS.

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nvrcmplt · 1 year

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i have to ask, do any of your muses ( namely the newest ones ) have any connections to one another ?

My latest lads? O:

WELL I'M GLAD YOU ASKED.

-taps whiteboard-

Galo is connected to Tzvult and Lumah - My trio of human turned mage-gods for the fae community. They are an old set of folks that were tossed across time and space through Tzvult's violent grief over the death of his family, people and kingdom in a sense. Though misplaced in the universe, they aren't that strange to the elements of today's world; they left a version of Earth to this Earth. They are all connected to Tzila, Uyahrin, Hendrikson and his group. :D

Gunter, my hell horse is connected to Beschutzer and Weissager, he is an equine of hellish delights, a rare offspring of Apocalypse horses. War and Death to be exact. He is a breed known for running through the aftermaths of War to swallow souls and bring the lost to damnation. He is pretty much the opposite of a Valkyrie! He was often used in the times of Earth's horse era - under Beschutzer's order to blend in. He misses the role it was a fun time! ( He is also Beschutzer's horse in Ancient Egypt, thus he knows of Atem, Beschutzer's true love and knows of Weissager's lover, Nanami's soul. ) He and Weissager are on good terms, often to play board games of Chess or Checkers in the background.

Eli is connected to Tyler, Vorvya, Lilu - my demons :D He is a summoner consultant, he is very good at understanding one's core, mind and magics thus he'll give the advice needed for newbies to when it comes to contracts and the likes. He is rather greedy with Grimoires, mostly for a collection need, but also because he has a fate drawn duty to look after books of the oddity on Earth's realm.

Melphis is Arius' Lich Magacian, he was killed udner false charges at a King's feet with his family, friends and pretty much his entire village. Arius came across him when he was but a younglin Necromancer and promised him aid in revenge. Melphis was a strong sorcerer, and with the corruption of Necromancy - his holy magics twisted and contorted into a mass of black magic - anti-magic to that extent too. He is a powerful beast, that found his peace, but with a new desire to look after Arius.

He likes to call himself the Librarian of the castle walls too.

Isami is Naruto verse only, atm - I don't think i'll make him anything else, because it's not in my mind for that. He is Naruto versed all the way so I'll keep that to that bubble! Heavily involved with @stovthearted's Asuma!

Osamu, my newest bleach shinigami is besties with my Uekawa too, they hang out sometimes when he can run away from duties. They eat together often, Osamu one of the few that can witness Uekawa's face without the masked man feeling self-conscious.

Baeorn is part of Hendrikson's crew! Thus he is a good friend with Einri, Mat'phew, Locien, Luit, Vuir, Pistrix, and Pistris. He is a spearman, and with a wooping height of 12 ft 3, he's a big big boi. Part Giant uw u

Václav is a stand alone ATM, but am thinking Clarence knows of him, cause he always knows all my mafia/yakuza based boos. He is a mix of bad and good, a property owner but also a loan shark at the same time so he's got his fingers in the pies. I'd like to say he could pay Fushimi for protection money in some areas for his homes. but am still thinkin' it over! uw u Still debating if I wanna keep him human or make him like Itachi w/ a animal clan -wink-

Any more questions? :D

#dcwnrisen #» ǫ&ᴀs

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kaissauce · 2 years

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Bestie boostie

I was playing Mario kart with my dad and we were racing fine when he said : “Augh ! Dr boo just hit me with his green shell” instead of “King boo”.

So my first thought was “omg the four broothers King boo, king Boo, king boo and Doctor Boo”.

(Then it was you. You’ve successfully making me think of you as the Boo person.)

oh my god doctor boo,,, he'd be the worst doctor ever peace and love

(i'm the boo person 🥺? im so flattered)

#ask #ibatomilk #would you believe it if i wrote a fanfic where king boo pretends to be a doctor #it's on my ao3 account kaissauce u can find it easily it's the latest thing j have on there #too lazy to get link

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lovecolibri · 2 years

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SaL anon here friend admiring your courage and perseverance. You saw new 911 content/potential season angst (in a good way) and said "yes, the power of this vibe will defeat the horrible RNM writing choices I will witness!!" I saw that and said "How am I supposed to watch the RNM finale now??!! How can partake in poorly written science, magic radiation healing that doesn't give me a Kylex brotp scene, and M*ria when I could contemplate all the potential Buddie angst scenarios??!!" Good luck 🍸!

Okay, in all fairness, I posted that right after the trailer dropped and before I had to drag my ass into my office for a few hours and be reminded my new boss is insisting on us coming back into the office full time soooo, the serotonin was a bit higher then. BUT I still think having some good 911 content plus the WWDITS finale being SO good, PLUS me being in the middle of reading an actual physical book AND having a craft project to get started on, will all give my brain enough to do after the episode that it won't feel like quite such a drudge to get through. I also have some alcohol, which will help, and I get to use my new shot glass! I also got some bubbly if I’m feeling festive for the wedding but I feel like I might just want to murder someone soooo, there’s vodka for that.

Hopefully you’ll get your spark to watch the episode, or will come to peace with letting it go, but either way, we’ll have a week before 911 starts if we want to do an ask on wedding/love songs for Malex! Though BOO for robbing us of the angst of Alex dying. I was READY for the Saturn/Sorrow feels! And we didn’t even get a good or well done “Michael wants to go to Oasis” arc where we could have had a great talk about Countdowns or West! Okay, now I gotta stop thinking about the potential of this show or I’m gonna be too mad to watch.

Cheers bestie! I’ll see you on the other side. Once more unto the breach, dear friend!

#my sweet nonnie friends #sleeping at last anon #roswell nm #roswell spoilers #anti maria deluca #because fuck her and her insistence on always being the center of attention #also this is your notice/warning i'm staring my live blog sooo #batten down the hatches and all that #'cause there's a storm a-comin'!#can you tell i've been using the shot glass already?

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