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[educatedsimps]

— "ctrl+C, ctrl+V" sakusa kiyoomi

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sakusa kiyoomi x f!reader

a/n: saw a fanart of chibi sakusa and this came to mind so i just had to write this out to get it out of my head 🫠 sorry if my writing's not perfect i wrote this in like an hour HAHAHDHDJSJSHD

cw: FLUFF, parenting au, atsumu being annoying

wc: 586

Kiyoomi had always expressed how much he wanted your kids to have your features - from your hair, your eyes, your smile, your laugh, he wanted them to inherit everything about you. He essentially wanted his kids to be mini clones of you, the person he loved and admired the most in the world.

However, when your first child was born, it was pretty clear that she'd take after her father. Immediately, you noticed birth marks at almost the exact same spot as her father, and as she grew older, her hair started to curl at the ends just like her father's. Unsurprisingly, they had similar personalities too. She was probably the most educated six year old when it came to personal and public hygiene.

And when Reina's little brother was born, you swore they could be twins. That is, if you ignored the eight year age gap between them. Akimitsu, like his sister, took after Kiyoomi. He had the same dark curly hair and sharp eyes as his father, but one difference between him and his sister was that he had a much more outgoing personality. Even at six months old, he was already smiling, laughing, pointing and waving at everyone he passes by.

Today was no different. Strapped to his father's chest, Akimitsu was excitedly pointing towards his older sister practising volleyball in front of him and babbling incoherently. Next to him, the one and only Miya Atsumu was seated on the bench watching his twin boys practice their volleyball skills with Reina. You watched as your husband fished out a pack of tissues and wiped away the drool on his baby's chin.

"Dude, what's up with your sets today? Even Reina can't spike your shit sets and she's a better spiker than me!" Ryūjin exclaimed, pointing accusingly at his brother.

"Shut yer trap, Ryū! Yer just jealous 'cause my sets are still better than yours!" Ryōta retorted. Turning to his friend, he apologised, "Sorry, Reina, I'll work on my sets."

Reina scrunched her face in slight annoyance but acknowledged her friend.

"Y'know, Omi-kun, yer daughter somehow looks even more like you when she does that," Atsumu chortled.

Confused, Kiyoomi looked up at the blonde setter. "Does what?"

"THAT!" Atsumu screeched, pointing at Kiyoomi's face, which was, of course, scrunched up like his daughter's. Kiyoomi hurriedly covered his son's ears at the sheer volume of Atsumu's outburst.

"Will ya keep it down? My kid's gonna go deaf at this rate," Kiyoomi huffed, glaring at Atsumu. The latter sheepishly apologised.

"But for real though, your kids are basically your clones," Atsumu continued, "Guess ya don't have to worry about 'em not bein' yours, right?"

That earned him a hard slap on the back of his head by both you and Kiyoomi.

"THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?" Atsumu cried, rubbing the back of his head to relieve the pain.

"Excuse me, sir, what are you insinuating?" You spouted, glaring at him. For all the years you had known him — since high school, to be exact —Atsumu had never failed to come up with the most insensitive lines.

"I'm just sayin'! It's cute that yer kids look so much like you!" Atsumu sulked.

"No shit they're mine, baka," Kiyoomi grumbled, the annoyed scrunch once again making an appearance on his face.

Hearing a fit of giggles, you all turned to Akimitsu who was pointing at Atsumu with a gummy smile on his face.

"Ba...Baka!"

The six month old happily clapped and cheered as Atsumu was left dumbfounded.

a/n: sakusa’s children would 100% inherit his curly hair YOU CANNOT CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE like it’s literally so cute. they’d have the same scrunched face when they’re annoyed AND IT'S FREAKING ADORABLE anyway i titled this one ctrl C ctrl V for obvious reasons HAHA

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[chrissturnsfav]

omg i just thought about something

can you write about how rapper!chris and star are arguing over something reallyy stupid and none of them wanna apologize first, but chris can't sleep properly if they're angry at each other so he tries to talk with her before going to bed😔😔

they’re just so sweet and i need some angst 💔

⋆.˚✮ rapper!chris and singer!reader refuse to go to bed angry

you don’t even remember how it started. something about work. or maybe it was the aux cord in the car. it was dumb as fuck, you know that, but now you're both too deep into this silent battle of egos to back down.

chris is across the room, scrolling on his phone, sprawled out in a manspread on the couch. you're on his bed, curled up in his hoodie that still smells like his cologne, arms crossed, jaw tight.

the sleepover routine hasn’t changed—you're here, he's here—but the vibe is off. and you hate when the vibe is off.

he exhales loud as hell, like he wants you to notice. you pretend you don't, but then he does it again. dramatic dick.

"yo, you really gonna sleep mad at me?" his voice is all low and smooth, but there’s that little whiny edge to it, kinda like he's suffering. good.

you don't answer. you hear him toss his phone onto the nightstand with way too much force.

"nah, fuck that," he mutters, then suddenly, the king size bed dips as he flops down next to you, shaking the whole mattress. you don't move.

he sighs and shifts. then a finger pokes your arm. once. twice. three times.

"quit actin' like you sleepin'. i know you ain't asleep, ma."

you swat his hand away, but he just laughs. you can hear the smirk on his lips.

"so we really beefin' over some dumb shit?"

"you started it," you mumble quietly, your heart speeding up. you hate arguing with chris, yet you're so stubborn.

"you kept it goin'," he shoots back, rolling onto his side to face you. "and now we both look dumb as shit."

you hate when he makes sense.

he shifts closer, nudging your shoulder with his. "look, i know you’re probably sittin' here thinkin' all hard, stressin' yourself out over some shit that don’t even matter."

you glare at him. "i am not."

"you are," he says, huffing with a roll of his eyes. "bet you already planned three different ways to apologize, blamed yourself for the whole argument, and decided i secretly wanna leave you. don’t lie."

you look away, huffing, realizing he's right once again.

he groans and throws an arm over his face. "baby, i love you, but you gotta stop doin' that shit."

his words hit something soft in your chest. you swallow.

"i just don't like to be wrong," you admit, voice small, chewing the inside of your cheek.

he peeks at you from under his arm, grinning. "well, if we're bein' real, we're both wrong. so now we can stop actin' stupid and go to sleep."

you hesitate, shooting him a bratty glare, making him scoff out a chuckle.

"c'mooon," he coaxes, voice dipping into that playful, teasing tone that always makes you crack. "jus' say you sorry first. be the bigger person. show me how mature you are."

"you say it first," you whine, frowning like a small child.

"nah, ion do first," he says, flipping onto his back with a smirk. "i'm a rapper. got a reputation to uphold."

you roll your eyes, but he catches the way the corner of your mouth twitches. he sees his opening and goes straight for it.

next thing you know, he's rolling over, wrapping himself around you like a human blanket, his breath warm against your neck. "damn, you smell good," he mumbles. "all mad and cute and shit."

you groan. "chris���"

"shhh," he hums, tucking his face against your shoulder. "s'okay, i accept your apology."

"i didn't even apologize," you whine, frowning up at him as you squirm.

"you were thinkin' it, though. i could feel it. don't pull that stubborn shit, now."

you smack his arm, and he just laughs, holding you tighter. his warmth melts away the last bit of your stubbornness. fine. you did miss him.

"…whatever," you mumble, snuggling into his hoodie.

he presses a sloppy kiss to your cheek. "love you, kid," he mumbles against your skin.

you huff, giving in. "love you."

thank you for reading!! <3

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[archangeldyke-all]

HEYY i live for ur fics and little fucker and i had this perfect idea i think you’d love 😋😋

so, in the first couple of months little fucker and her gf started dating, sevika suggested she and reader should go and spy on them on their first date at a restaurant. reader obviously got dragged along but it could be funny seeing sevika react to when her kid and her gf dropped flirtatious or suggestive comments 😚

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH AHHHHGG

men and minors dni

"she's gonna kill us."

"only if we get caught!" sevika whispers, ducking down in her booth and hiding her face behind her menu. you sort and shake your head.

"this is insane. baby, this is some helicopter parent shit!"

your wife kicks your shin under the table. "look." she huffs, smacking the menu down on the table to glare at you. "we did the whole 'chill parent' thing with her first girlfriend, and the little bitch broke our baby's heart. i'm not takin' any chances this time."

your worry lessens for a moment, a smile taking over your features as you reach across the table for your wife's hand. she's such a fierce mama bear. you adore her. "you're cute." you say simply, pulling her knuckles to your lips to kiss them.

sevika smiles back at you. "...i know i'm a little crazy." she whispers. you laugh.

"i didn't say that--"

"i could tell you were thinking it." she chuckles.

"actually, i was thinking about how lucky me and the girls are to have you." you say.

sevika winks at you, and then she gasps, flailing for the menu. "fuck, they're here!" she whispers.

you groan, sinking as far down into your booth as you can and praying to every deity you can think of that your daughter doesn't catch the two of you spying on her date.

you don't have to worry too much though, because your little girl seems to have hear head in the clouds as she dreamily follows behind her girlfriend toward the table. her lipstick is a little smudged; they must've shared a few kisses on the way in. you giggle a bit. "awe. they're cute." you sigh.

sevika glares at you. "she's already got a hickey on her neck!"

you snort. "they're teenagers, sev."

"so smooches can't wait until after dinner to get her hands on our baby girl!?"

"oh, janna." you roll your eyes and scoot out of the booth. sevika gasps.

"where the hell are you going!?" she screeches. you snort.

"to the bar. to get you a drink. you're gonna have a heart attack if you don't relax." you huff. sevika grunts, but waves you toward the bar. you kiss her forehead. "if the waitress comes around, put in an order of fried pickles for me, okay?" you ask. sevika just grunts in response, her eyes locked on your daughter and her date across the restaurant. you snort and roll your eyes.

it takes you five minutes to get your drinks made, and by the time you get back to the booth, your wife looks ready to have a stroke.

"breathe, sevika, breathe!" you tease, pushing her drink under her nose.

"they were making out!" she squawks. you snort.

"yeah, sev, what else did you think they were gonna do on their date?" you ask.

"talk! what is wrong with kids these days?!"

you cackle. "sevika, my love, have you forgotten the first five years of our relationship?" you ask. sevika glares at you.

"we don't count."

"we don't count!? sevika, we were the poster couple of public indecency!"

"would you lower your voice!?" sevika huffs, kicking you again. you chuckle and nudge sevika's drink against her hand. she rolls her eyes and takes a gulp. you wink at her.

"she's sixteen, baby." you say.

sevika pouts. "but she's our baby." she whines. "i-i still remember cutting her umbilical cord. i remember bein' able to hold her in one arm."

your heart surges with fondness as you watch your wife tear up thinking back on your daughter's earliest days. "baby." you coo. sevika pouts at you.

"she's growing up too fast." she whines.

you chuckle and nod. "i know."

"and i love her so much."

"i know, big mama." you whisper. sevika tries to glare at you, but with the tears she's desperately blinking back it's not very intimidating. across the restaurant, your daughter starts to trail her foot up her girlfriend's calf. you bite your cheek to keep from making a face, then turn to your wife. "let's go, baby. we had a drink, we watched 'em for a bit to make sure our girl's in good hands, we haven't been caught yet... let's get out while we're ahead. i'll take you out for ice cream." you bribe.

sevika sniffles and wipes her eyes, then nods. "okay, yeah. that sounds nice, baby." she says. you smile at her, then finish your drink and scoot out of your booth.

sevika chugs her whiskey, her cheeks puffed out as she fills her mouth with liquor. she rises, grabbing your hand in one hand, her jacket in the other. and then, she finally sees what made you so antsy to leave in the first place.

sevika sputters, and whiskey sprays everywhere.

the entire restaurant turns to look at the commotion, and you squeak, grab your coughing wife's wrist, and sprint out of the restaurant with her in tow, throwing a few bills over your shoulder as you run out of the front doors.

by the time you're in the parking lot, both of you are laughing too hard to run much further.

"did they see us?!" sevika asks. you giggle.

"i don't think so. you coulda spit fire and they wouldn't have looked away from each other, baby." you laugh.

sevika gags a bit, then she laughs again. "they're so gross."

you giggle. "i'll show you gross." you say, pulling her in for a kiss. sevika waggles her eyebrows, laughing as your hands travel down to grope her ass.

you kiss her sloppily, like you're young and dumb again. you're a little tipsy from the drink you downed so quickly, and you're filled with happiness, unable to stop your giggles as you lick into sevika's mouth. she hums against you sweetly, a deep sigh of relief escaping her lungs.

"i love you." sevika whispers, pressing you against a car. "and i wanna keep makin' out with you." she sighs, brushing her lips against yours. "but i was promised ice cream, and my mouth'll taste much better for you once i get my butter pecan."

you cackle and push sevika off of you, then tug her toward the sidewalk. "c'mon, y' old fart. 'butter pecan,' what are you, a sixty year old man?" you tease. sevika smacks your ass, and you squeak and jump, elbowing her harshly and glaring at her as she giggles.

kofi

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[nanamiluvs]

jealousy !

pairing : nanami kento x reader

rating : mature

wc : 800

warnings : jealousy, reader is afab but no gender mentioned, reader trying to make nanami jealous, gojo is reader's accomplice, the mature content is very brief, overstimulation, fingerfucking, kind of dirty talk, nanami is a sweetheart nonetheless ♡

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nanami who doesn't get jealous when you blatantly flirt with a certain white haired friend acquaintance of his. nanami who totally doesn't get his revenge.

nanami who doesn't get jealous.

nanami who finds it cute when you try to make him so, a smile on his lips as he watches you. why would he feel jealous? the man is in love with you and he knows you feel the same way. the trust he has in you has no limit.

nanami who knows it's one of your attempts at making him jealous when you giggle at another one of gojo's jokes. nanami thinks they're miserable, he has heard better punchlines from 5 year olds.

nanami who doesn't mind you at all, flirting with his friend right under his nose. he thinks it's adorable, the way you think you can fool him.

nanami who, despite that, shifts in his seat when gojo leans in closer to you with a smirk on his face. he's not...jealous, he simply thinks that gojo doesn't need to look at you like that.

nanami who spends the rest of the evening in silence, jaw clenching as your chatter with gojo fills the table. gojo's telling you about, uhh, one of his made-up stories? nanami's not really sure. he only knows that you've been grinning all night. he doesn't have a problem with that, seeing your smile brightens his day. just not when the source of that curvature of your lips is the man named gojo satoru.

nanami who knows this was probably a plan you made beforehand which gojo was happy to oblige in, yet the way he casually acted his part made nanami frown with displeasure.

nanami who excuses himself to the bathroom, leaving you two alone. you sigh, lost and defeated. "i think he just...doesn't get jealous, man. i just spent a whole night in vain." to which gojo smirks in response, taking his sunglasses off and getting closer to whisper in your ear, "trust me, if i know nanamin, he's gonna murder me."

nanami who witnesses the sight of you giggling with gojo's face oh-so-close to yours from afar.

nanami who clenches his jaw, yet sits back down.

nanami who thinks it's time to leave as he sets his share of the bill down on the table, getting up from his chair. he places a hand on your shoulder for a moment, the touch fleeting as he pulls his hand back. his brown eyes are staring down at you, his gaze piercing. you smile at nanami and get up, winking at gojo who just smiles back, having done his work.

nanami who spills no words as he drives the car. he's going at his usual speed despite the childish anger brewing in him, eyes fixated on the road ahead. you smile sheepishly, you also knew that nanami was aware it was all an act.

nanami who pushes you against the closed door as soon as you get in the house, his lips smashing against yours with fervor and frustration. "was it fun, my love?" he says, his hand coming up to grab the back of your hand to guide you into his kisses. his eyes bore into yours, demanding a response.

nanami who takes your clothes off, the pieces of fabric long forgotten on the floor. "or do you really want that sad excuse of a man to touch you like this?" he asks as he pulls you into his lap, your back flush with his chest. his teeth bite into the exposed skin on the area between your neck and shoulder, sucking.

nanami who kisses you when you part your lips to answer, his other hand holding your jaw possessively. he pulls you in closer by the small of your waist, leading your bodies into the bedroom. "was it fun, begging for my attention?"

nanami who bullies his thick fingers into your cunt, ruthless with the pace he set. "why aren't you talking, darling?" he whispers as his fingers draw out yet another orgasm from your shaking body. "here i was, thinking you were being quite chatty today. are you worn out already?"

nanami who makes you whine from overstimulation before even sliding inside you. his words mock you and your desperate attempt of an evening, telling you how cute you were for such an idea.

nanami who can't deny you were successful.

nanami who manhandles you onto your back on the bed, lips on yours as he positions himself with your entrance. his dick twitches with anticipation, a need to pound into you. "cat got your tongue?" he says, your state of daze endearing in his eyes. "not that confident now?"

nanami who pushes himself into your wet cunt with a quiet grunt escaping his lips. he presses his featherlight kisses on your neck, feeling your pulse beneath his lips.

nanami who forgets how he was supposed to take his anger out on you, his adoration weighing heavier.

nanami who wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer to his chest as he whispers into your ear, his tone so in love. "why should i feel jealous, my love?" he kisses your temple, "you know i am as yours as you are mine."

nanami who gets a little bit jealous sometimes.

reqs are open!

[ridreamir]

If you're still taking requests, could I ask for some general HCs for Kieran and maybe Drayton that take place at bb academy? If not feel free to ignore this :)

A/N: Hey! Yeah of course! I'm struggling to write the Kieran fic because I think I'm way in over my head (I'm freezin' up lol the pressure to figure it out is getting to me) so I guess I can take a break and write some headcanons instead!

I'll write for 'em both, but it's post-DLC, I hope you don't mind! Potential spoilers ahead!

These ones are a little silly in retrospect! I did em fast too, so I hope they're not too bad :p

Kieran's secretly your top fan. Not that you notice because there's no way he'd let you catch him, but he's literally dropped what he was doing to run to the entrance of the academy because your name was announced over the intercom. If you're having a match he'll actually full speed sprint to through the school just to be there, but any time you look over he instinctively hides, flush with embarrassment. You don't come and visit him in his dorm room often since you're on such different schedules, but he's had to flip over his pinboard and hide his piles of notes because they're all about you and trying to understand your strategies and, well, other things... His sister won't stop bugging him about it 'bein' weird', but she knows he's flat obsessed with trying to figure you out! The league club has a social media that posts all of your recent matches, and he's had to beg Carmine to show him how to use the phone app because he's new to having a smart phone and Arceus does he have to watch every single one. He didn't even want a phone until now, but he can't believe he's been missing out all this time. No wonder everyone has one of these things! She was reluctant, but it's Kiki after all... It should be fine, right? Well... that was before all the pinboards and sticky note nonsense that looks straight out of a detective movie or something. He's the type to not like posts because he's scared of what you might think, but accidentally hit the heart button on a match from like a month ago. He definitely drops his phone on his face and panics, trying to undo it as fast as he can. Little does he realize that it's actually Lacey who's in charge of the social media account and not you, and also that she can see who's the most active on the page.

She thinks it's cute, and since she loves cute things, she's letting it be for now. She's always giggling and hiding her smile when he pops into the clubroom to check and see if you're there. Most of the time though he ends up running off before he can say hi because he doesn't want to talk to Drayton.

Since he's gotten the phone he hasn't stopped checking it and he smiles like an idiot any time he thinks he's alone. (News flash, he's really bad at hiding what he's doing. Like he could be in the middle of the cafeteria where everyone sees him watching your battles back to back like they're a tv series.) The only reason nobody really thinks much of it is because you're practically a celebrity and not even just in the Academy but, like, big time. And Kieran is probably one of the only people to not know because he's been so chronically offline. You act so low-key, talking to someone like him like he's just, just another person that it's shocking news to find out that the whole world has probably heard your name by now! As in, his (best?) friend!! (Friend??) It gets kind of annoying now how people follow you around asking to take photos with you like you're some kind of, of tourist attraction and not a person! But there's only one thing that's worse, and it's-

"Hey bud, ready to battle?" Drayton! Kieran's... Kieran's... worst nightmare!! Drayton's gotten really buddy-buddy with you over the time that Kieran and Carmine were on break, and he's not happy about it. Unfortunately for him, Drayton's all too aware of Kieran's contempt and loves to push his buttons. As if calling him "Ex-Champ" all the time wasn't enough, you've been helping him with his homework and sparring together every day! What he wouldn't do for you to spend that much time with him...

And it grinds his gears how often Drayton nudges you or ruffles your hair like you're some sort of pet, though you never see the way their pupils shrink at the sight of each other. Kieran here, hiding behind whatever he can to stay out of sight and Drayton who knows that he's there and makes direct eye contact with him. It's infuriating the way his smile quirks just a little when he catches Kieran spying.

As if he's saying look all you want, look at what you can't have.

And Kieran takes that as a challenge.

[caitified]

omg errand run with Cait ND bella would be sooo cute like bringing bella to the store w yall, moms are just kinda bein' goofy and planning out dinners, and when u skim past the toy aisle on the way to batteries or something IDK lol! bella sees a toy she wants and like screeches so loud u n Cait get worried only to learn she just sighted a toy..

trying to be the reasonable mom who teaches bella about the value of prices + how demand doesn't equal receive is counteracted by cait, who tries to support you at first

but bella's all like 'mommy I want i want' pointing to the toy with her puppy eyes. she even grabs it from the cart and clutches it to her adorably while staring at cait (who c'mon, we all know is the princess reinforcer) and when u tell her no, Cait's eyes go from supporting u to lookin' at u like c'mon babe this is our baby

and you're all 'stop Cait, blah blah,' and she's like 'yeah yell at me, let's just get it for her.'

and u and Cait cutely bicker until she just throws her hands up in the air and like seizes bella from the cart to hold her and bounce her around while cradling her head as a way to stop the impending meltdown and sobbing that comes anyway as bella watches u place the toy back

and she's like gently whining in Cait's ear and making her feel even worse, and she's all "please mommy tell her please for me" and u look at them BOTH and they're both sad -- CAIT IS LITERALLY SAD because ur not appeasing yalls' daughter and she has to listen to her beg while telling her 'i know i'm sorry baby next time' while bella just whines and huffs into her shoulder, little hands clutching at her mom for DEAR LIFE like she's experiencing the most heartbreaking thing ever and Cait is acting like she just watched bella get smacked in the face by u because she's so cute and loves her daughter and again the number 1 princess reinforcer

perphaps ends with y'all at checkout with them having survived and calmed down (#divas) finally, and right after the cashier finishes scanning the small stuff u bought to finish checking out quicker, Cait, who's at self checkout, returns to you quickly with the cart, bella in her seat holding her toy.

ALSO I love u so much lmao ur authors note on the last post made me CRY keep being u and doing the best gio <3

-😼

TOY

CAITLIN CLARK X READER

warnings:none

notes: as always i love this i love the detail and please keep requesting 😼

errands with caitlin and bella were always an experience.

it was supposed to be a quick grocery run—just a few things to stock up for the week. but you should’ve known better. between your two-year-old daughter and your overgrown child of a wife, nothing was ever just quick and easy.

you were scanning the shelves, comparing prices on different brands of cereal, when it happened.

the screech.

not just any screech—a full-blown, eardrum-shattering shriek that made you and caitlin both whip your heads around so fast you probably strained something.

“MOMMY, LOOK!”

bella was in the cart, little hands gripping the handle, eyes as wide as saucers as she pointed at the shelf across the aisle.

you followed her gaze and—oh.

a stuffed animal. a big, fluffy golden retriever plushie with floppy ears and big brown eyes. the kind of thing that bella definitely did not need more of.

“i want it,” she declared, already reaching. “i need it.”

you sighed. here we go. “bella, baby, we have so many stuffed animals at home.”

bella’s head snapped toward you, betrayal written all over her little face. “but not this one.”

caitlin, standing beside the cart, let out a quiet snort, but at least she tried to keep a straight face. “she’s right, b,” she said, attempting to back you up. “you have, like, a million of these.”

bella huffed. “but this one’s special.”

and before you could even respond, she grabbed the toy from the shelf, clutched it to her chest like it was her firstborn child, and looked directly at caitlin.

the puppy eyes.

you froze.

caitlin wavered.

bella knew exactly what she was doing.

“mommy, please,” she pleaded, her little voice soft and sweet, her grip tightening around the plushie.

you knew where this was going. caitlin, despite her best efforts, was the ultimate pushover when it came to bella.

“stop it, cait,” you warned. “do not cave.”

caitlin held up her hands in surrender. “i’m not caving!”

bella pressed her cheek against the plushie. “he’s lonely,” she whispered dramatically. “he needs me.”

caitlin’s eyes softened. “oh my god.”

“caitlin.”

“babe.”

“she has enough toys.”

caitlin sighed, running a hand through her hair. “yeah, but—”

“no ���buts.’”

bella, sensing the impending loss, pulled out her final weapon. she gasped like she had just been mortally wounded, threw herself forward into caitlin’s arms, and started full-on whimpering.

you pinched the bridge of your nose.

“baby,” caitlin cooed, bouncing her gently, one hand cradling the back of her head. “i know, i know. next time, okay?”

“please mommy, tell her please for me,” bella whined, nuzzling into caitlin’s neck, her tiny hands gripping her hoodie like her life depended on it.

and the worst part?

caitlin was actually sad.

like you had just denied her a toy.

she was rubbing soothing circles into bella’s back, pressing little kisses to her temple, looking at you like you had just committed a crime against your own family.

“c’mon, babe,” she said, voice barely above a whisper. “look at her.”

“*i am looking at her, cait. and she’s acting like we’re taking away her *oxygen.**”

“because you kinda are.”

“oh my god.”

—

bella did not get the toy.

at least, not at first.

she whined and huffed into caitlin’s shoulder all the way through checkout, but she eventually settled, pacified with kisses and whispered promises of ice cream at home.

you thought you had won.

until—

“caitlin.”

you were at self-checkout, scanning the last few things, when your wife suddenly disappeared.

and then, right as you finished paying, she reappeared—pushing the cart toward you with bella in her seat, holding the toy.

caitlin grinned sheepishly. “look who found her way back to us.”

bella beamed. “mommy got him for me!”

you turned slowly to caitlin. “are you serious?”

caitlin shrugged, slipping an arm around your waist. “listen, babe, we fought the good fight. but some battles aren’t meant to be won.”

you glared at her. “this is why she’s spoiled.”

“yeah, well, if we’re gonna be real, that’s kinda on both of us.”

you sighed, leaning into her. “i hate you.”

she kissed your temple. “love you too, babe.”

bella, completely oblivious, clutched her new plushie and giggled. “he wasn’t lonely anymore.”

and, really—how could you argue with that?

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

watchin top gun for the first time ever cause there's no cult classic you could name that I couldn't say 'oh! I've never watch that!' to (first half notes)

I dunno what is goin in. even a lil.

TOM CRUISE YEAH

I've heard so much shit talked about how bad this movie looks. it does not? especially for the 80s? this it's not the BEST cgi but it's FAR from the worst.

watchin military movies always pricks at my ODD (authority issues basically ha)

obsessed with the relationship between mav n goose. they're so silly man.

WAIT ICE MAN MENTION. OH THATS HIM. wait. I don't wanna like. be that person. but like. there's a lil somethin there yeah. between him n mav. yeah? it ain't just me?

goose n mav are so SILLY. God I love these guys man. 'you have to have carnal knowledge. of a woman this time.' it's not a joke to ME. mav is BISEXUAL

THEYRE DOIN A BIT TO SING TO A WOMAN WHAT THE HELL IM FUCKIN CACKLIN

if I was this woman I'd be pissin myself. why are there so many of you. why are you all oddly synchronized.

IT WORKED??

MAVERICK IS SO. APOGH. AGHHH!! HES SO CUTE!! WAS NO ONE GONNA TELL ME THAT!!

dog. mav. call it a night. this woman does NOT want you. wrap it up. please. lord.

WHY IS THAT GUY WEARIN A COWBOY HAT WITH HIS FLIGHT SUIT. utterly enamored. do not care about these plane stats at all. show me this cowboy pilot again.

'how is that?' 'I happen to fly-' 'WE!! we.' 'sorry goose. WE happen to fly-' 😄 so actually I love goose dearly that's my son.

'well we- (pointed look over at goose)' 'thank you' GUYS. WAS NO ONE GONNA TELL ME TOP GUN WAS FUNNY?

arrogant men in real life piss me off so bad. but this one. yeah. ok. yeah mav gets a pass.

GOOSE FIXIN MAV'S COLLAR N GOIN 'don't be late honey' n mav goin 'yes dear' GUYS THEYRE SILLY. GOD I LOVE THEM.

OH THIS IS THE SAME LADY. lord my face blindness is so bad I was so confused.

I wish I cared more about planes. I would enjoy these flight sequences more. unfortunately. I'm just here to watch mav n goose dick around. I am however a big fan of when the planes go 🔄🔃🔀

mav askin to do somethin gettin told no n then immediately ignorin that. he was doin that shit anyway from the start. n unfortunately I find that very funny for him.

if I was a pilot I fear I would not be able to resist just hittin the 🔄🔄🔄 all the time. I just wanna spin.

'I went like this he went like that I said Hollywood where'd he go! Hollywood said where'd who go??' whole movie should just be these guys dickin around. God they're so funny to me.

what is goin on with mav n ice. what is this vibe they have to them. 'I don't like you cause you're dangerous' 'that's right I am dangerous!!' n then ice?? snaps his jaw at him like a dog n mav gets so handsy. why are you just fuckin around with his collar. what is happenin. n then mav gets hollered at n ice n him grin at each other n ice pats him on the shoulder. WHAT is the nature of their relationship.

goose already bein like. I gotta go be a truck driver. I'm fucked. me 🤝 truck drivin. soon. mav do you have the phone number. n it's literally the first day.

GOOSE GOIN TO BUG MAV WHEN HE CANT SLEEP N FINDIN MAV ALREADY WAITIN UP FOR HIM. OUGH.

this father lore is. everythin to me.

"YOURE THR ONLY FAMILY I GOT I AINT GONNA LET YOU DOWN." GOOD FUCKIN GOD. the way these boys care for each other is makin me sick.

mav has perhaps on of the most sketchable faces I've ever seen. I need to get my hands on my sketchbook NOW.

sick of this will they won't they arc already. I'm so sorry. romance exhausts me.

mav n his dopey awkward flirtin is actually kinda cute tho he's sweet.

BEACH EP MOMENT. VOLLEYBALL TIME.

mav is so short n scrappy n angry. n ice has this sort of lithe gracefullness about him. hmm. yeah. nothin else to add. just thoughts.

MAV N THAT FUCK ASS MOTERCYCLE N HIS BIG ASS JACKET IM GIGGLIN

mav is just so fuckin bashful awkward cagey n also somehow arrogant n charismatic I am so enamored with him.

I'm so sorry I forgot her name but her house is so cute.

JESUS MAV TALKIN ABOUT HIS FOLKS IM FUCKIN BITIN AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE.

again. mav has the most drawable face I've ever seen in my life. someone get me a pen n paper NOW.

mav n his stupid big eyes n his wigglin his mouth around side to side n his stupid lil smile aoughhh.

how many times are they gonna play take me breath away.

AWWW GOOSE N HIS WIFE N KIDS AWAPUGHH MAV HOLDIN GOOSES KID AOUGG GOOSE TELLIN HIS WIFE MAVS GOT A CRUSH ON HIS TEACHER AOSHDHDJDH

theyre always doin this thing where theyre like. mavs move worked. however. do not fuckin do that shit.

TAKE MY BREATH AWAY AGAIN??

godDAMN she is RIPPIN ass after him SHES GONNA CRASH HER FUCKIN CAR. wait. are they about to kiss. Jesus hell.

dont know. don't care. too busy starin into mav's wide pathetic eyes.

'I feel the need.' 'the need? for speed AOWGH!' they're so silly to me dear lord.

someone needs to hold my hand n explain what is goin on to me like I'm three years old. I'm lost.

'the defense dpt regrets to inform you that your sons are dead cause they were stupid' goose you never ever miss I'm gigglin

'that was stupid. I know better then that. that'll never happen again' 'I know. I know' jesus hell just shoot me already. goose n mavs friendship is actually everythin to me.

GOOSE PLAYIN PIANO N HIS SON SITTIN UP ON TOP AWAWWWW THEYRE SO CUTEEE

'doesn't he ever embarrass you?' 'GOOSE? God no' your honor I'm never ever shuttin up about them. ever. THEM SINGIN TOGETHER AWWWWW

guys one of my favorite things is watchin a movie full of 'cliche' songs (highway to the danger zone. take my breath away. etc.) but knowin at the time THIS movie is probably THE movie that made them so iconic in context to cinematography. it's SO cool man. like diggin up a fossil.

[hwathinker]

"we don't have to do it here.."

pairing ; idol! boyfriend!hongjoong x non idol! fem!reader warnings ; this is def smut(mdni), humping, public sex (studio), y/n is bein mad clingy <3, y/n is being called noona by the members (you're 25!) wn ; these pics of joong came across my pint and i've been thinking abt it the whole day omg // lmk if there's any errors or something i forgot to put in the warnings!:)

sunday, 1:44pm

"joongie, i don't think you're paying attention to your bunny!" you whined. "sorry love, something was up- yunho! fix the timing please, you're not supposed to sing it like that." hongjoong was in between talking to you and working his ass off. well, not exactly talking.. but he's trying his best to pay attention to you, wearing a cute lingery, and a.. mito headband he got from somewhere in the company? it left him speechless and hard when he picked up your facetime. but still, he can't be talking right now since its his working hours. "joongie! take your eyes off of them for a while and talk to me.." you yelled through the phone, making hongjoong switch his gaze back to you again. he loves it when you're teasing him, but not at this time..

"sweetheart, please i'm in the middle of work right now. can't we continue our business later when i come home?" hongjoong talked as if he's not looking at your visible boobs prettily sitting in the small lingery. "stop licking your lips while watching my body if you don't want me to annoy you joongie.." you said, bringing the phone up close to your face as you pouts. hongjoong just laughed, leaning to his chair. "well, if you're that bored in the apartment you can go here and chill with me." he said. you quickly got up, "really?! you're letting me watch you work now?" you said excitedly. hongjoong smiled, watching you quickly get off your lingery and pick your clothes. honestly the best decision ever. really.

sunday, 2:36pm

"noona! you're here? i haven't seen you in long!" wooyoung's voice was loud enough for hongjoong to hear in the recording room along with yunho and mingi sitting at the sofa waiting for him to fix something. "aren't you going to run to your girlfriend outside?" yunho asked, playing his phone as he teasingly smile. "she'll know where i am, its alright." hongjoong said. he was too focused in his job that he can't get up from his seat to welcome you. you, on the other hand, brought some kimbap with tteokbokki on your way here before taking a cab. "where is joongie? i need to see him!" you asked seonghwa, who's eyes was glued to the food inside the paper bag. "oh, he's in the recording room. i think he's rehearsing with yunho." he said. you nodded and thanked him as you ran to the recording room.

as you open the door, you greeted with happiness. "joongie! i'm here, watcha doing?" you excitedly hop to him, finally seeing your boyfriend up close since this morning. "hahah, joongie? aww joongie..!" the boys at the back mocked, giggling to themselves. you were fine that they're making fun of his nickname. but its about hongjoong right now. and he doesn't like it. "babe, please don't use that name.. you hear them laughing about it at the back right?" hongjoong said, giving you a hug. you sat on a chair beside him, putting the paper bag on your lap. "so you're not gonna be my boyfriend today?" you pouts, looking down to the food. "no, no honey. i love the nickname but its just that the boys.." hongjoong push his chair to get closer to you, holding both of your shoulders. you look up to him, smiling widely. "by the way joongie, i got you and your friends some foods." you quickly grab the tteokbokki and kimbap that was wrapped in a foil out, putting it on the table. "did you walk on your way here?" hongjoong asked. "no, i took a cab after i bought these."

you and hongjoong along with the others ate together, laughing and joking around while enjoying each others presence. its been so long since you had times like this with them. "by the way hongjoong, why don't you get y/n noona to record with us? you know, get the hidden vocals in our songs!" wooyoung said, pointing at you. when woo said that, you quickly bat your eye on joong, looking at him almost choking on his food. "okay, i get that you want to spend more time with your noona and it would be cool if she has a part in the hidden vocals but wouldn't our producer notice that we have a random girl's voice?" he said. they all then looked at wooyoung making him shrug his shoulder and a furrowed eyebrows. "what?"

you all finished eating an hour ago, you're now watching them working with their vocals and repeating a specific part whenever it doesn't sound like how they want it. "pleaaaseee joongie, let me have my part in the song" you begged, pulling on his shirt. hongjoong simply didn't let you do so, replying your beggings with "nope" "nah" "y/n i said no". then you gave up, slamming your body to the chair. hongjoong then turned to you, hands placed under his cheek as he leans in his palm. "why won't you understand that you can't be in our song? that's like.. adding a non member.. you know." he didn't know how to explain but he hoped you'd understand instead. you fold your arms together, eyes glued to the recording room watching jongho throw a thumbs up to you and you simply just nod with a smile. "honey, its not that i don't want to okay?" hongjoong swoops closer to you, trying to unfold your arms and hold your hand. you were quick to push his hand away, glaring at him. "okay, won't bother you then. might as well take back about putting you in the song-" "sorry." you were already in front of his face when he turned to you again, leaving him surprised by the sudden act. "don't do that man!"

you ended up doing the hidden vocals, singing it a hongjoong asked you to as its already been written in the lyric paper. "yeah noona that's what i'm talking about!" mingi said from the other room hongjoong was in. you smiled at them when you finished one part. "you're lucky i don't bite when it comes to my girlfriend." hongjoong said when he saw you smiling to the others, rewinding your part back and doing something with it before asking you to record again. "joongie when are we starting again?" you asked through the mic in front of you while looking at him. "in a second, love." he said. "ew, we should leave." seonghwa said, pointing to the exit. "yea its mad cringe in here. sorry noona!" they all laughed and left. you walk out of the recording room and sat next to hongjoong, sighing while putting your head on the table, watching him working on the computer. then, you got a notification from yunho.

yuyu :p ; we'll get some drinks at the cafe down here. be back within an hour!

"an hour?! is this really normal or are they escaping from us?" you said, annoyed. hongjoong laughed, turning to you. "they spend their time laughing and relaxing. its normal." he said, leaning to the chair. he scan your whole outfit. you wore a white long sleeved top with little flowers, mini jean skirt along with a cute white thigh high with bows on each side and a coat hanging on the chair. hongjoong likes it when you wear something revealing. especially when you're out here, alone. hongjoong pulled your chair by the side, caging you in between. you looked up at him, holding your phone close to your chest. his oversized sweater made his chest visible and you didn't waste a second to peek at it. "look at me, pretty girl." he lifted your face by your chin as he gets closer to kiss you. your lips moved in sync, tongue playing fights against each other to who's going inside each other's mouth first. the taste of strawberry you had turns him on, your sweet perfume lingers in his mind. while you, enjoying his soft lips and his hands going down to your waist.

"joongie.." you softly said, stopping his hand from going further down to your skirt. "we don't have to do it here." you said. hongjoong sighed and grabbed you by your waists, basically carrying you to his lap as you folded your legs. "haha, i thought you weren't so into this earlier." you teased. his hand going up and down on your back and the other tucking your hair behind your ear before joining the other as he stared into your eyes. "baby, you look so fucking good when you wear this type of outfit.." as he roams his hand on your waist, slowly going to your thighs and going to your back again as his eyes follows his hands then to your eyes. "aww, you like it? i recreate the one i like on pinterest." you said, hands playing the back of his hair as you smile. hongjoong gently push your head to him as he kiss you. so passionately that you start to get your body closer to him by shifting your hips and hitting his bulging area. he whined in the kiss, tightening the hold on your waist. you discovered that he's dick is now hard just by kissing you like this. so you took the chance and hump on his bulge. he pulled away, throwing his head back as he let out a breathy moans. you held on his shoulders, biting on your bottom lip as you watch him enjoy the heated session.

"joongie... you don't mind if i make a little something on your neck right?" you breathily moan, barely speaking because of how good he's feeling through the layers of clothing. hongjoong nodded, pushing your head to his neck gently. he loves it when you make that little something on his neck. its because his neck are the most sensitive area when it comes to you. "a-ah, so fucking good my pretty y/n.. humping like a desperate doll, aren't you?" he moaned. when he's in his working hours like this, and that he's also fucking hard for you, his very favorite way to release that feeling is you humping his clothed dick. then, when he's got that feeling when he want to fuck you right away, he'd told you to stop and finish his work quick to go home with you. but this time, he wanted something different.

"fuck, harder y/n.. until i'll fuckin' cream in my sweats." he tapped your chin, asking for your lips. he was close. close. your panties got soaked, squirting little by little on his sweats. he felt it, but he doesn't mind as long as he's going to cum by your humping. "baby, i'm close. you could go more hard right sweet doll? or you want me to fuck you right now?" he said, making you slow your pace, asking for his dick to be inside of your aching pussy. "awh, you're fast to slow down your pace hm? you want my dick inside of your pretty cunt baby?" he smirked, licking the bottom of his lip. you nodded, making a begging face. you held your body up for a while to let him take off both of his pants and boxer. luckily, your thigh high weren't the pants type. you pulled your skirt up to your waist to have more access. when you saw his big dick springs out, you were quick to spread his precum around his tip making him hiss at the contact of your cold hands.

"slide 'em in, pretty girl." he said, holding you by your thigh, leaning to his chair while he watch you slowly going in. he grunts at the process, finally feeling that tight walls of yours. "ah, quick princess. we don't have enough time." he said, hugging you as you've slide in fully. you felt his tip hitting your g spot right away as you moved in and out. "mmh, like that babygirl. just like how i want it." he praises. the never ending praising makes you reach your high so fast. "faster doll, do you want the other to come in watching you like this?" he sighed, moaning in your ear. you increased your pace, trying to reach your climax. his tip hitting that spot really does it, as you bite your lip. hongjoong buck his hips and matches your pace to be quick. as soon as he thrusts harder, you came as you bit his neck gently to not leave a louder noise. hongjoong had cummed in you, wetting the walls of your pussy so well it leaked out, dripping on his other part. "you're enjoying it so much, doll. you're so cute when you moan." he said, smiling to you as he kisses you for the last time before cleaning up.

when you both is finally clean, and hongjoong changed his sweats, you went to the sofa behind him to relax. the door burst open, s the boys comes in with different topic coming out from each one of them. "yo!! did you finish your part yet noona?" wooyoung picked up your legs from across the sofa and sat down with your legs on top and he pats them. "no, me and joongie went to play games after you left." you smiled at him, closing your phone as you looked around the room. hongjoong turned around, meeting all of you as he smirked. "y/n was going hard on me, so i'd thought that maybe i can give something even harder. you know, our things. you won't understand. so!" he shrugs his shoulders and giggled. "what is wrong with him.." yeosang said, making the others laugh. "yup. so hard it made me scream."

-

MAN WHAT THIS TOOK 2 DAYS CUS I DIDNT HV ANY MOTIVATION TO FINISH IT IN 1 DAY BUT here ya go lmao its kinda rushed cus im too lazy to grab my laptop's charger. i hope its not that bad........ im sososososo sorry BUT I WANTED TO POST THIS SOOO QUICK </3</3

[silverzoomies]

Ok so I've been a fan of Evan since days of future past came out. Like, the day it came out. I saw the premier or whatever it's called in theaters so DUH I LOVE QUICKSILVER SO MUCH 😞😞 anyways I know you're not taking requests but like I'm a little bit chubby (this is relevant I swear) and I CANNOT stop thinking about Peter and reader! being in a serious long term relationship, but they haven't gone all the way yet. Like, heavy make out session? Yes! Peter getting painfully hard during said make out session? Check. Make out session turns into peters desperately grinding, letting out the neediest little whines. Absolutely. Him definitely busting in his pants at readers! breathless little moans? Every. Single. Time. Never all the way though. He desperately wants to bone but he's willing to wait as long as he wants to because he thinks reader! doesn't want to, but they're just as desperate as he is but scared of what he would think because they're chubby. During one of their heated.. laundry day inducing make out sessions one thing leads to another and reader! ends up telling Peter why they haven't wanted to go all the way, and Peter proves to them he doesn't think that [;)] and talks reader! through it the whole time.

YOU DONT HAVE TO ADD THIS TO YOUR REQUESTS OR TURN IT INTO A FIC IF YOU DONT WANT TO. I just had to share this with somebody and OBVIOUSLY because you're one of my favorite writers I had to come to you with this (hi I've sent u a lot of messages 🎀) and since you're another huge quickie fan I thought you'd enjoy this :3 SORRY IF THIS WAS SUPER LONG OR IF IT DIDNT MAKE SENSE I'm mad at typing sometimes smh

helllooooooo anon, my lovely !!! i love you so much !! forgive me, i haven't written in a while !! i tried my best to make somethin' out of this because it was such a cute idea !! i hope a headcanon list will suffice !! also, please don't ever apologize for sending me long asks. i'm not kidding when i say they make my day, i love them so much !!

headcanons || peter maximoff x chubby!reader

to preface, i think we should consider some key things about our speedy goofball

peter’s a mutant. he knows exactly what it feels like to be alienated for something he has no control over

second of all, the guy’s a little bit of a weirdo

i legitimately doubt he would judge, or think less of anyone for something as superficial as looks

seriously. If he vibes with you, and you’re patient enough with him - you’re sexy as hell

it’s as simple as that, sorry. just bein' honest

so what if you’re a little thicker? he can’t get enough of you

he’s so addicted to you, in fact, you’ve got him trippin’ a little bit

like, he’s kinda goin’ cuckoo

the two of you make out a lot. so much. it’s like you’re glued to one another. any free time you have together usually consists of hanging out, and making out. not that he’s complaining

it’s definitely awesome. and it feels totally great. he does this freaky thing with his tongue that makes you squirm under him every time 

and the way you whine into each smooch - oh, man - you have him longing to get even closer

make outs eventually turn to dry humping. it’s kind of humiliating the first few times...

...since the grinding always seems to end with him busting a load in his jeans. and he whimpers too much...jeez...

but you always praise him for it, which never fails to turn him on even more

things get so heated between the two of you, escalating so often - peter finds himself confused

like…why haven’t you let him…y’know…

once or twice, he hints he wants to go down on you. and there’s no way you misread his signals. he’s pretty blunt about his needs

but you’re always so reluctant. you feign ignorance, or try to distract him with more intense kisses and pretty moans

peter’s never been a patient guy. the fact that he’s willing to wait this long for you says a lot. like, shit…he must really really really like you

but even now…fuck…he’s so worked up. he’s getting a little too bored of being limited to smooching

like, c’mon…do you think he’s ugly or something?? does he smell?? what’s the deal??

he never considered you might be self conscious. his brain doesn’t really operate like that. he’s all impulsivity and living in the moment

in the midst of making out, his hands travel where they don’t usually dare to go. he takes confident chances, fondling your tits over your clothes. but just as things heat up, you redirect his attention again

his blood almost boils. he’s way too hard for this, aching to get closer, and you’re just…gah! why’re you holdin’ yourself back? 

at last, you confess…you’ve been self conscious the whole time

ah

why didn’t you just say somethin’ before? peter tries not to laugh at how silly you sound. obviously, he’s super attracted to you. why else would he spend all his free time with you, tryna get up close and personal?

as things finally move forward, he dials up the sweetness a few notches

and damn, the wait for this was more than worth the uptick in laundry days (thanks to one too many nuts busted in his boxers)

he covers every last inch of your gorgeous body in kisses, as you let him shed you of your clothes

his masculine hands are more gentle than you expect

unclothed together, he doesn’t hesitate to get as close as he possibly can

you’re soft and cozy, and his body is like a furnace

months of pent-up desire leave him so horny, he can’t hold back anymore

through it all, he’s quick to remind you how much of a fox you are. peter teases you with his tongue in ways you never imagined possible. before rocking your world, flowing with the motion of the ocean

and by that, i mean…you bone. balls deep. hellz to the yeah

embarrassingly enough, it ends just as soon as it starts. but as usual, he recovers fast. and his endless stamina means he’s willing to go at it for hours

which he does. until you’re so exhausted, your limbs are like limp noodles. whoops...sorry about that !!

say...uh...no chance you'd wanna go another round, is there?

peter hopes you’ll be more up front with him from now on. so he spends less time dreamin', and more time goin' at it 🤍

[stupidvillainousposts]

His Real Name Reminds Him Too Much of His and Mabel's Parents.

The couple would use their kids as arguing points more often than not, but hearing Fidds say it calms him down in ways he can't really explain

Mr. Pines: Oh, you're kidding me! Don't start me with this again!

Mrs. Pines: Just face it! We may as well send them to him! He'd be better company in the home than us!

Mr. Pines: But he's just like Mason! Antisocial, always buried in something outside of the real world- What if he makes the kid worse?! And Mabel! She'd tear him to pieces!

Mrs. Pines: Don't talk about our kids like that! Now, there is nothing wrong with being different! Both of them are!

Mr. Pines: But the last thing they need is-

Dipper: *Grunts as He Falls Onto the Floor*

Mr. Pines: Mason! Oh, gosh, how much of that did you hear?

Dipper: Nothing.

Mrs. Pines: Oh, Mason. It's okay to tell us. We were being loud anyway, weren't we?

Dipper: *Nods*

Mrs. Pines: We're so sorry, we didn't mean to upset you. Is Mabel with you?

Dipper: *Shakes His Head*

Mr. and Mrs. Pines: *Sigh with Relief*

As Opposed to

Fidds, quietly: So, they're just here now, huh? Poor things, must be so scared.

Stan: Eh, I dunno. Seemed pretty okay to me.

Fidds: You didn't even take the time t' pay attention t' that; what with all yer hollerin' and such. Stanley Pines, you could be a professional hog caller if ya tried.

Stan: Ha-ha. Very cute.

Fidds: *Giggles* So, what are their names?

Stan: Uh... If I remember correctly, I think it was... ah, c'mon... Oh! Dipper and Mabel!

Fidds: Dipper?

Stan: Yeah, some sorta nickname. Real name is... Mason, I think? I forget why they call him Dipper. Just know that he's started preferring that name lately.

Fidds, calmly: Mason? That's a sweet name. I'm sure they're both real nice.

Stan: Who knows? I never got to spend time with 'em. Could be skittish like Pointdexter.

Fidds, with a smirk: There is nothin' wrong with bein' skittish. Long as he's got a kind heart. Just one look at him and I can tell he does.

Stan: *Snorts* Okay, Honey Bunches. That thing make ya psychic too?

Fidds: Now, Stanley, I'm gettin' a little miffed with ya.

Stan: Ah, sorry. So, what d'ya think they're doin' right now?

Fidds: I dunno, but I think it's best we give 'em time t' settle in, make a home o' this place.

Dipper: *Runs Straight to Fidds and Hugs Him*

Fidds, caught off guard: Oh! Um, Dipper, was it? What're you-

Dipper, bashfully: You can call me my real name.

Fidds: Oh... alright?

Stan: What, nothin' for your great uncle Stan? C'mon Ma-

Dipper: You don't get to call me that.

Stan, surprised yet impressed: Alright. Got it. Dipper it is.

Dipper has mainly associated his real name with grief of some sort (his parents' arguments, bullying at school, Stan's gruff tone), so hearing Fidds say it so kindly, without any hint of teasing, anger, or unkind motive; It was enough to make him want to hear it more, but only from the vampire.

He's also incredibly grateful that Stan respects his wishes, even when upset.

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Ace Trappola - Platinum Jacket Vignette

"Happy 100th Anniversary"

[Land of Dawning – National  Museum of Art]

Ace: Huuuh, so this museum's been open for 100 years, huh. It's got some pretty cool exhibits.

Ace: Tryin' to appreciate art just seems boring, and I totally thought bein' a supporter was not my bag, but I might be able to enjoy myself here after all.

Ace: ―Ooh, found me the painting of some card soldiers! Look at 'em, all cool the way they're standing at attention like that.

???: Mhm, their perfectly aligned call to attention is quite the spectacle.

Ace: Ah, hey, Lilia-senpai. You must have great taste to see the true quality of this painting here! Haha.

Ace: If the rank and file are in disarray, then it doesn't look good at all. They gotta be in perfect formation, especially when marching.

Lilia: That's correct. So, you understand what it means to march as they do… Not bad, kid.

Ace: Not that much. I mean, back in my dorm, we just have certain days that all the students are required to march in formation.

Lilia: Kufufu, I heard that practice for that begins as soon as you enter. I've heard many a classmate complaining about it here and there.

Ace: Yeaaaaah, I can see why they'd want to complain. It's not just the Housewarden; even our usually nice upperclassmen come down on us hard during the training.

Ace: The first time I had to march after joining the dorm was the worst. We definitely looked nothing like the card soldiers in this art piece.

Ace: When we looked at the video that Cater-senpai took for us, we could see that the first years' walking was ALL OVER THE PLACE.

Ace: Every one of 'em couldn't get their arms and legs up and moving properly, and they were all looking down. It was sooo lame. I couldn't even laugh at how bad it was.

Ace: By the by, I got praised pretty much right out the gate ♪ They all said that my spirit fully embodied the heart suit card soldiers.

Ace: It's easy for me to just copy what I see the upperclassmen are doing, or what the video's showing. I don't get why all the rest of them were havin' a bad time.

Lilia: OHO～～～?

Ace: Eh? What's with that grin? You're kinda giving me the creeps all of a sudden.

Lilia: How rude of you to call someone as cute as me creepy! But aren't you actually quite the diligent one.

Ace: DILIGENT!? I don't think that word suits me at all!?

Lilia: Not only did you follow the examples set by your upperclassmen, you also watched went further and watched the videos and practiced on your own… I'm seeing you in a whole new light, Ace.

Ace: Ahh, c'mon. Stop patting my head like that. It's not like I was trying to study for it or anything.

Ace: It woulda been a pain and pretty lame if I had to stay behind to practice. That's why I just wanted to get it done ASAP. That's all!

Lilia: It's nothing worth getting all worked up to deny.

Lilia: I think it's rather commendable that you put in the extra effort in order to seek what you think is "cool."

Ace: I'm not getting worked up…! Wait, I got a feeling that if I keep responding, he'll just keep stringing me along to tease me.

Ace: Uh, I'm gonna go to check out the cool-lookin' painting over there!

Lilia: Hey now, don't leave me behind. Kufufu, this must be that adolescence I've heard much about.

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Lilia: Let me see, what cool painting were you talking about… Oho, it's of the King of Beasts. He looks oh so dignified, I can't help but find it charming.

Ace: Aaand he followed me… But yeah, I definitely agree that's he's pretty dignified.

Lilia: There are many legends swirling around the King of Beasts. Just from looking at this painting, I can't think of which scene they're trying to depict here.

Ace: Uhhh, based on this info they got plastered next to it…

Ace: Looks like… Oh, it's where he was talking about his vision for the country's future with his hyena retainers.

Ace: I actually really like the story of how the King of Beasts would always trust in his hyenas.

Ace: Oh yeah, and that one where he performed songs for his people!

Lilia: Mhm, that's a good one. He is a sophisticated king indeed to utilize singing to vow to improve his country.

Ace: Riiiiight～? Totally get why the hyenas were so excited that they were singing and dancing all through the night.

Ace: The King of Beasts looks pretty unapproachable from just a glance, but he must have had a ton of charisma.

Lilia: Well, he did have the power to move his people's hearts through song. If he had his due, perhaps he would have been able to sway the whole world with his song.

Ace: Totally. If I had lived during the same era, I would have loved to go and karaoke with him.

Lilia: Speaking of karaoke… I heard you and Sebek went for that.

Ace: Ah, did you hear that from Sebek? We went with Deuce and the two from Ramshackle…

Ace: Jack and Epel also tagged along. But maan, it was pretty insane.

Ace: So many of them were new to it, so I had to teach them everything, from how to choose a new song, to ordering food. You'd think they'd have common sense to figure out, but c'mon.

Ace: We literally couldn't sing a single song for the first 30 min or so, I was like, what did we even come here for!?

Lilia: Kufufu, now, now, you can't say that. I'm sure there's things you're not familiar with, too.

Ace: But c'mon～ …Well, I guess it was kinda fun to have a small competition using the karaoke's scoring system.

Lilia: So, you had a karaoke competition! I would love to tag along next time. So, who won?

Ace: Well, that's obvious… IT WAS YA BOY ACE-KUN HERE!

Ace: When I hit 100 points, everyone was lookin' up at me like idiots, all like, "you gotta be kidding!"

Ace: As a bit of a handicap, I chose of the recent viral songs and did the dance that went along with it, too～

Lilia: Oho, that's amazing that you can sing while moving your body without missing a beat.

Ace: I mean, unlike those guys, back in middle school I would go karaoke a lot.

Ace: And all those guys kept shouting that they'd practice singing so they could sing next time, but y'know…

Ace: There's actually a trick to getting the high score on that machine's scoring function. It's not enough to just be a good singer.

Ace: At this rate, I think I'll be taking home the win next time too ♪

Lilia: Kufufu, looks like even the ones who don't get to spend that much time together with you all had some fun, eh?

Ace: Well, I guess it wasn't too bad.

Ace: They'd choose stuff like old songs that were popular during my parent's heyday, or minor folk songs…

Ace: It was kinda neat that I heard a ton of songs that I normally wouldn't listen to. It was completely different to how it'd be if I was with my friends back home.

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Ace: This painting is of those eels that served the Sea Witch…

Lilia: Mhm. It's said that whenever they found merfolk in distress, they would encourage them to seek the guidance of the benevolent Sea Witch.

Ace: Huuh, they look kinda scary, but… Guess you can't judge a book by its cover.

Lilia: Speaking of… Ace, I heard you went a little viral on Magicam the other day.

Ace: Geh! So, you saw that post too…

Lilia: Kufufu, I took it all in.

Lilia: "This scary-looking young man in a flashy shirt was kind to a kid in this burger shop," it said.

Lilia: You did a good thing, Mister "Scary-Looking Young Man in a Flashy Shirt."

Ace: C'mon, can you not tease me!?

Ace: The comments section was going wild with stuff like, "I love that personality gap～" and "The scarier the person looks, the softer their heart is."

Ace: I definitely don't like people just deciding that I'm scary just from how I look, or just assuming that I'm nice.

Ace: More like, I think it was 'cause I was with all my basketball teammates that I ended up looking scary too.

Ace: And 'sides, that patterned shirt I was wearing wasn't even something I'd pick out on my own.

Ace: Floyd-senpai made me buy it sometime back, so I thought it'd be bad if I didn't wear it, that's all…

Lilia: Hm, guess it was a mistake of them to comment on your appearance, then. But it was true that you were nice to the kid, right?

Ace: Nope. I just was throwing something I didn't want at 'em!

Lilia: You gave them something you didn't want…? So how does that turn into being "kind" to the kind?

Ace: So, when my clubmates and me went to the burger shop down in town, we got a free card with our orders.

Ace: Something about how they were doing a collaboration campaign with a movie that was recently released.

Ace: I at least knew what the movie was, so I opened it up, but just as I was thinking to myself that I didn't really need a card, or anything…

Ace: This kid who was nearby just randomly started crying. Apparently they wanted a hero card, not a villain card.

Ace: That's why I just gave him the card I had. It just happened to be the one he wanted.

Ace: I was able to get rid of something I didn't want, and I didn't have to listen to the sound of crying in the background. Win-win, right?

Lilia: Well, when you explain it like that, it definitely no longer feels like a heartwarming story.

Ace: Riiight? But then all the folks on Magicam had to go and try to treat me like a nice guy. Everyone's been teasing me about that too…

Ace: In the end, even the Headmage got wind of the video and just wouldn't stop praising me, saying "This is a fantastic thing you've done!"

Ace: Maan, preconception can be a crazy thing. I bet if I was wearing my school uniform, it definitely wouldn't have taken off.

Ace: They say that it's not all about appearance, but I guess that first impression you get is still important.

Lilia: Kufufu, I bet if the parents of that child were to hear your true feelings about it, they'd be shocked.

Lilia: Well then, I think I'll go on to check out the other exhibits. Bye then, Ace.

Ace: Whew, Lilia-senpai just couldn't stop teasing, huh. Wellll, what should I go and look at next…? Hm?

Ace: Woah, it's a painting of a walrus and the oysters. Lookin' at it here, the walrus really looks like a proper gentleman.

Ace: I bet those oysters were also tricked by how the walrus looked. Can't help but feel sorry for them… Heh.

Requested by Anonymous.

[hummingjay]

WAIT FEEL FREE TO IGNORE THE PREVIOUS QUESTION IF YOU WANT, THIS ONE IS MORE IMPORTANT:

What bug would Jensen be?

Ladybug!!!!!! (technically not bugs but beetle, so ladybeetle!!)

According to Cricket, Jensen's small and huggable and warm and colorful and cute! Like ladybugs! If anything she'd be a ladybug or a caterpillar. cute fellas!

Also I will (because I can) answer your previous question!

Cricket does love crickets! They're her favorite, because they make the world seem bigger. You know how Cricket's really really really unstable, how without some sort of anchor, the world begins crashing in like horrid walls coming inwards? Well, at night she'd sit down and listen to the crickets chirp. They made her feel less alone, plus the distance between her and them and the fact they aren't always seen suggests that the world has to be big enough to fit them all. Dragonhead crickets are even cooler, and she likes looking at them when they chill on her at night. (cool bugs, cooler look)

Millie's biased. She likes jumping spiders but that may be because beine is such a cool fella

all the others are mostly impartial. Lanze does like centipedes in particular.

In general though? Kasuars prefer large bugs, the more legs the better. They never keep the bugs in enclosures or cages (remember, bugs are friends, not owned pets) so they just roam around, and it's easier to keep track of larger bugs. Usually spiders, beetles, centipedes, millipedes, larger crickets, grasshoppers, mantises and even locusts!

Every now and then you'll find one or two Kasuars with huntsman spiders that clasp onto their backs.

[archangeldyke-all]

sending my asks without anon on from now on cause you guys need to know when the asks came from my filthy mind fr. and idea i present for whenever you can get to it angel: basketball coach!sev x volleyball coach!reader let the queerness commence!! bonus points if they fuck in like idk the supply closet of the gym while the teams are in the locker rooms

(also they're college level teams, not pro or highschool!!)

sooooo cute. i know virtually nothing about sports so this is on the shorter side but i just had to give it my best attempt, because this concept is adorable

men and minors dni

being a girls' college sports coach is a unique position with many unique problems (drama perpetually following the teams of mostly queer young woman around like a curse) so you and sevika bond quickly over your shared responsibilities and funny stories.

this year, your team captain, cait, is dating sevika's team captain, vi, so you've been attending a lot of basketball practice with cait and sevika's been coming to a lot of your practices with vi.

they're a cute couple-- a little clingy, but cute nonetheless.

caitlyn sighs beside you on the bleachers, dreamily watching her girlfriend practice three point shots. you're supposed to be discussing strategies and starting team members for the game this weekend, but caitlyn's become distracted by vi.

judging from the goofy grin the girl is shooting cait from the court, she's been distracted too.

"vi! quit bein' gay and get back to work!" sevika shouts. you chuckle. violet flips sevika off, and then jogs up to where you and cait are sitting.

"lookin' good, cupcake." she flirts. you gag. caitlyn elbows you.

"can you fuck off for like, five minutes, coach?" caitlyn asks. you just snort and rise, climbing down the bleachers to let the two canoodle in peace.

you take a seat in an empty folding chair by a few of the other basketball girls. you're around enough that they know you, greeting you with a few 'hey, coach's.

you start scribbling away on your clipboard, ignoring the commotion of practice coming to an end around you. cait's just gonna have to deal with what you come up with, since apparently flirting with her girlfriend is more important than her duties as captain.

"hey." sevika grunts. you look up at her and sigh.

"your captain is distracting mine." you complain. she chuckles.

"are you kidding? your captain is the one doing the distracting here." sevika says as she sits beside you, manspreading in the tiny folding chair.

"they're disgusting." you sigh as you look at the two girls giggling with each other on the bleachers across from you. sevika snorts.

"you're just jealous." she says.

"oh yeah. i'm real jealous of caitlyn's box dyed baby butch." you joke. sevika chuckles beside you.

"hey, go easy on my captain, at least she's not a brit!" she teases. you roll your eyes. "plus, that's not what i'm talking about."

"what do you mean then?"

"i mean you're jealous that those two get to be all lovey dovey in public, while we've gotta pretend we're just friends." she whispers. you bite your lip to hide your smile.

sevika's dying to tell everyone about your relationship, but you're a little hesitant. not because you're unsure about sevika, just because you don't think you'll be able to handle the constant teasing from your girls. you roll your eyes.

"come on." you say, standing. sevika raises an eyebrow at you and you just cross your arms over your chest. "fine, stay there. i'm going to the supply closet, though, if you're lookin' for me."

sevika scrambles to rise behind you, her folding chair falling on the floor with a clatter as she grabs your wrist and sprints the two of you to the supply closet.

you giggle as she shoves you inside, only to be cut off from your laughter with a moan as sevika slams the door behind you and pulls you into a nasty kiss.

you wrap your arms around her waist, and she wraps hers around your shoulders, one hand cupping your jaw as she shoves her tongue past your lips.

she backs you up into the supply shelf, several cleaning products clattering to the ground as she grinds into you, shoving her thigh between your legs.

"sevika!" you gasp, giggling as she starts to suck a hickey into your neck. you pull her back by her hair, and she grins at you.

"can i eat you out?" she asks. your knees go wobbly and weak, and sevika's smirk grows into a grin as she tightens her grip on you to keep you upright.

"here?!" you ask. there's barely enough room for the both of you to stand in here. sevika just shrugs.

"you look so fuckin' good today. distracting the shit outta me." she whispers. you shudder as sevika starts to kneel. she lifts the hem of your shirt to press kisses to your stomach as she looks up at you with puppy eyes, awaiting your permission. you bite your lip.

"fine, but be quick!" you say. she grins, her hands fumbling with your belt buckle as she tries to strip your legs.

she's got your pants halfway down your thighs when the supply closet door swings open.

you scream. caitlyn screams. sevika whips around and screams at the sight of vi in the doorway, one of her hands wrapped around caitlyn's wrist. violet bursts into laughter.

"i fuckin' knew it!" she screams. you groan. sevika shoots to her feet, quickly pulling your pants back up for you before she turns around to glare at your captains. "i knew it, babe, what did i tell you?!" vi's screaming. caitlyn's giggling behind her, her eyes darting between you and sevika.

"what the fuck are you doin' here?" you ask. vi chuckles.

"same thing you guys were doin'." she answers, waggling her eyebrows at sevika. sevika growls and you chuckle, rebuckling your belt and reaching forward to grab her hand. "you should really put a sock on the doorknob next time." violet says. sevika stares her down with her 'don't fucking try me' stare, and violet rolls her eyes. "fine. let's go to your dorm cupcake."

"i'm so sorry." caitlyn mouths to you. you just wave her off and roll your eyes.

as the couple retreats, you hear vi mumble "i think i'm gonna have to wash my eyes out with bleach when we get home." you snort. sevika looks at you guiltily.

"sorry." she mumbles. you giggle, and pull her in for a kiss.

"it's okay. was bound to come out eventually." you say with a shrug. a small smile creeps up sevika's lips.

"so... you're okay with it?"

"we're never gonna hear the end of it." you say. sevika frowns, and you giggle, pressing a quick kiss to her mouth. "but i'm okay with it. kinda glad, actually. was getting tired of not kissing you when you guys win games."

sevika grins, then reaches behind her to close the door to the supply closet again. she shoves a shelf in front of the exit, so no one can come in, and then corners you against the shelf again.

"now..." she says, grinning at you, "... where were we?"

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[yourpalmickeymouse]

Hi Mickey😊

Tell us about your nephews, please. How did you meet them when they were born? Have you ever had to babysit? What is your relationship like with Morty and Ferdie now? Any funny stories about you and the twins?

Hiya mafik-sun,

Oh boy, I would love to talk 'bout my nephews.

I still remember the time when I was in the hospital waitin' for them to be born. Gosh, I was so nervous and pacin' so much I swore I wore down the hospital floors 😅. But then it finally happened. They were born and I finally was allowed to go in and see 'em. Golly, they were so cute, I remember havin' a hard time containin' myself. I think the best moment was when I got to hold Morty... Or was it Ferdie... Ah well, it was kinda hard to tell 'em apart back then, but it was still a magical moment.

Afterward, I definitely volunteered to babysit whenever I could, which I'm sure my sister greatly appreciated. I really wanted to have a great relationship with the boys. I have to admit though it ended up bein' a lot harder than I thought. I thought we'd just be playin' all the time, but even as babies they were a handful... still are today😜. Though, maybe it is payback for how I used to be, ha ha. I wasn't an angel as a child either.

I remember one time when I was watchin' 'em for my sis, they were just learnin' how to crawl. 'Cause of that I had to keep my eye on 'em the entire time, but the second I looked away due to a phone call they vanished... and my front door was wide open. I still remember the fear I felt as I raced 'round all of Mouseton wonderin' where on earth they could be. I had no idea how they could disappear so fast, by just crawlin'. Eventually after searchin' everywhere, I had to face the music, head home, and tell my sister that I lost the boys 😞. So I went home and for some reason Goofy was there. I was really confused why, but then immediately he started scoldin' me for leavin' the boys home alone. I felt real guilty especially since it seemed like word of my failure spread around town. But then it hit me. Wait! Home alone 😲? It was then that I rushed over to their cribs only to see that they were sleepin' the entire time. Gosh, did I feel silly 😓. In retrospect, it's kinda funny. But at that moment it was definitely not, ha ha.

Honestly, I'm really proud of the relationship I have with Morty and Ferdie, especially, now that they're back in Mouseton. I feel like I can really catch up with 'em and be in their lives. Honestly, somethin' they don't tell ya 'bout bein' an uncle is how much fun stuff you can get to do when ya have your nephews with ya. I mean, I get to go trick or treatin' with 'em. I get to spend an entire day at an amusement park with 'em. Plus If I wanna get ice cream for lunch and play video games all day, I'm not an irresponsible adult wastin' time, I'm a cool uncle hangin' out with my nephews, ha ha. Plus if they get sick from all the sugar and games, I just drop 'em off at Felicity so she has to deal with it, ha ha. 😆 I'm jokin' of course... Well kinda... I do try to be a fun uncle that takes 'em on excitin' trips. But I also try to teach 'em to be responsible and good citizens. It's a tough but rewardin' balance and I think they're turnin' out great. I couldn't ask for better nephews. 💞

Thanks a bunch for the question. I hope I see ya real soon.

- M.M.

[imonthemoonitsmadeofcheese]

Destinytober24: Day 11 - Frog

Eris knows what he's thinking and so do you.

Link to Ao3 if you prefer to read it there

After the first ten minutes of silence in the H.E.L.M. with nothing but the Drifter's coin tumbling across his knuckles to fixate upon, Eris sighed deeply.

"Bein' on time never was a Hunter speciality," Drifter said, dryly.

At least he was tumbling the coin quietly. For her benefit, no doubt. The Drifter loathed silence and always sought to fill it with his fidgeting.

"That is... accurate," Eris said, turning away from him to approach one of the alcoves in the walls.

"So it's not surprising he's still not here."

"No it is not and... he is new to being Vanguard. It is not unexpected he might become... detained." Eris approached a large glass container vaguely reminiscent of an engram with several segments in front removed. It contained rocks, several plants, and a small creature.

"Well if he makes us wait past dinner he'd better be buyin' us food."

"Hmmm..." Eris peered inside at the container's green and black splotched resident.

"His name is Captain Jacobson and he is a frog!" Failsafe said brightly, startling both Eris and the Drifter, despite both of them having known she was there. She had been so quiet after initially greeting them that her voice now seemed loud.

The three-eyed witch and the rogue Lightbearer made brief eye contact in acknowledgement of their shared nervous response. The Drifter grinned. Eris' lip quirked slightly and she turned back to the enclosure, tilting her head.

"The frog is... a captain?"

"That is his name! However, the frog has no real authority."

Failsafe's voice changed as her politeness filter switched off. "Not that it wouldn't improve things around here if he did."

"Ha!" the Drifter laughed. "Failsafe, I like your style."

"Thank you!" Failsafe's politeness filter once more engaged. "And I like your...your... your ability to give compliments!"

"It has more than the expected number of eyes for a frog," Eris said quietly as she continued her examination of Captain Jacobson.

"Yeah, well, you have more than the expected number of eyes for a human," the Drifter said as he moved closer to her. "Doesn't make you any less cute."

Eris sighed again. "There are many who would disagree with your opinion."

"They'd be wrong."

Eris continued her inspection of the enclosure and its resident. "One of my visitors on the Moon recently informed me that... when asked what the scariest thing they'd ever encountered while on adventures was... they said me."

"Just because someone is terrifying does not mean they're not hot, Moondust. In fact, the argument could be made that bein' scary makes someone even hotter."

"Hmmm..."

"Would you like to pet him?" Failsafe asked brightly, attempting to change the topic of conversation.

"His skin looks... toxic." Eris said.

"It is!" Failsafe said with excessive cheer. "Wearing gloves is highly recommended."

"I'll pet him," the Drifter said, reaching out a gloved hand. Captain Jacobson made a soft, happy sound. "Aww... Isn't that cute. He likes it. Reminds me of Udon."

"He is considerably smaller with far fewer legs," Eris spoke quietly as she observed the interaction closely.

"Most things have fewer legs than Udon," the Drifter said, chuckling.

Eris' lip quirked again. "Indeed."

The Drifter continued petting the frog. It climbed onto his hand.

"Do you have a pet as well?" Failsafe asked. "The Saint-unit has come to visit with pigeons so that our pets can play together. Would you like to bring your pet here?"

"Uhhh..." the Drifter paused, the frog on his hand, a look of concern on his face.

"That would be... ill advised," Eris answered.

"Udon's a... ambush predator from Savathun's Throne World, Failsafe," the Drifter explained, carefully rotating the frog as he determined how it preferred to be touched. "He can snatch a Ghost goin' at top speed outta the air, and he has a pretty nasty bite. It's strong enough to pierce Hive chitin. He probably shouldn't' be around anything small, cute, and delicious. Like you, Captain frog. I could just eat you up." He licked his lips as he brought the frog closer to his face and grinned.

"Oh! Please do keep him well away from here!" Failsafe's voice sounded excessively cheery.

The Drifter coaxed the frog onto its back and began gently stretching out its legs, running his fingertips along its sides. Eris frowned. He was drawing invisible lines on the frog, sectioning it in similar ways to how he had deboned chickens in front of her before, mentally chopping it up. Eris turned and looked sharply at the Drifter.

"What?" He asked her, feigning innocence badly.

"We shall not endanger the life of your pet, Failsafe." Eris fixed the Drifter with a withering glare.

He stuck his tongue out at her and gently put the frog down.

"Did you want to feed the batadactyls?" Failsafe asked. "Their names are Petris and Babata!"

Eris walked around a partition to where the flying animals were perched. A small bowl of food was nearby. Slowly, so as not to startle them, Eris picked up a piece of unidentified meat and held it out to one of them. It gobbled the food greedily. She repeated the action with the second one.

Both batadactyl's screeched. Eris looked about in alarm.

"They make those noises when they are happy. I find their screeching very soothing!" Failsafe said, her voice almost gleeful.

"Petris." Eris repeated the name. "An interesting choice of name. Have you met the queen's Wrath?"

"Hunter Vanguard Crow introduced us! Petra Venj has met Petris the batadactyl and they got along very well!"

Eris nodded and then turned to look in the large glass box beside her. "Is that... a tiny... tree?" she asked.

"Yes!" Failsafe responded.

"Bonsai, right?" the Drifter asked.

"Yes, it is!" Failsafe's digital presence spun its outer ring.

Eris looked across at the Drifter through the glass, confused.

His grin widened and his eyes sparkled as he realised he knew a word she did not know. He winked at her. She frowned back.

"It's a way of makin' trees tiny," he explained. "You train it real slow to grow like that. Some people do it for years and years. It's a patience and meditation thing."

"It seems like it would be torturous to the plant," Eris said dryly.

"Eh... the line between art and torture gets pretty blurry sometimes."

"I assure you. I am not torturing my tree." Failsafe chimed in brightly before switching off her politeness filter.

"At least I don't think I am. Do you think it feels pain?" Her voice was lower without the filter, and sounded concerned.

"Nah, it's fine," the Drifter reassured her. "Unless you start hearing it screaming," he added. "Then you should probably stop. At least... if you don't like screaming."

"Tsch," Eris shook her head dismissively.

"I'm surprised you managed to crash land the H.E.L.M. with all the pets making it out ok, Failsafe." the Drifter said as he turned toward the AI projection while nodding in appreciation. "That took some skill."

Failsafe's digital projection shifted colour to her politeness filter, her voice changing again. "Outside of the Eliksni who turned into Scorn, all biological crew members survived. It is something I am very proud of. I have become very competent at crash landings!"

"Ha!" the Drifter smiled a toothy grin. "Me too."

"We have this experience in common!" Failsafe's projection changed colour. "I'm sorry," she added in a more sombre tone.

"Yeah," the Drifter said wistfully and more gently. "Me too."

"Eris! Drifter!" Crow stepped through a nearby doorway. "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"It's all right We were just lookin' at Failsafe's frog. Did you know its skin is poisonous? I pet it!" The Drifter reached out to shake Crow's hand with a mischevious look in his eyes.

Crow reached automatically to shake his hand and then stopped. Looking at the Drifter's hands, concerned. The Drifter laughed and pulled back his hand.

"Be sure to avoid licking your gloves." Eris said to the Drifter as she stepped between him and Crow.

Crow motioned to the door he'd just come through and began to walk in that direction. Eris followed.

"Don't say it that way, Moondust." The Drifter said as he followed Eris out of the room. "That just sounds like a challenge."

"Ugh."

Once they had left, Failsafe began searching through Vannet records looking for any evidence of bonsai trees screaming or feeling pain.

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watchin Tex yall know what that means!! first 1/2 of tex thoughts!!

seein matt dillion go from rusty james n dallas to this is so funny to me

HIS LIL COWBOY HAT AOUGH

hmm I like masons castin. I think they got good scene chemistry already. they play good brothers.

their fridge looks exactly like mine. three things in it.

they changed the horse names. I'm sure of it. I can't remember the book ones but they definitely did. probably just cause that's the names the horses answered to but now I gotta go back n figure out the original names.

their kitchen is so cute. the tables n drapes give big dinner energy.

EMILO??? IS THAT MY GUY??? AOUGH IT ISSSSS!!! N HES BLONDE???

tex I love you man. you mean the author of my favorite book?? wrote another book?? ppl can do that??

the way he's always just shoutin HEY MACE instead of goin to get him. I'm gigglin.

OUGH he walked in n said hey the heats back on! n my stomach dropped. aough. bad. know where this is goin

the set is just so we'll done. it's in the lil things. hmm.

the way they fight is so? child like. hmm rollin around n slippin. it's so distinctly childish. knockin his brother in the face n then immediately goin to help him up. aough.

emilo n his fuck ass khakis n his joggin beside his motorcycle. aww.

the actor for Mason portrays his dry sardonic lil sarcasm so well actually. the way he delivers the line 'christ you are dumb' i shouldn't have but I giggled.

I was beginnin' to think they were makin mason a lil too. I dunno. mean. brought it WAY the hell back with that scene with him n Robert. Jesus my heart hurts for both those kids.

"get any mail?" "couple bills. I give em to ya if you're hot to pay em" "nothin from pop?" "pop'd send us bills if he thought we'd pay em" comedic timin on this movie actually shinin through so well

just when u think mason is written n behavin old for his age he's out in the woods gigglin n breakin into a house by shimmyin up a wall. God. man.

these kids are bein so loud in a house they just broke into. guys please. quiet. ur stressin me out.

Mason in this jacket?? yeah. OK. yeah. alright. he's servin I fear.

EMILO IN HIS OK STATE JERSEY N TEX IN HIS BUTTON UP WITH THE HANDKERCHIEF IN THE BACK POCKET HELLO?? WHY ARE THEY BOTH SERVIN LOOKS??

"October 22nd! I'll be uh sweet 16!" dog he's just a kid. good lord. Tex Mccormick ily. He's just so dopey man. I adore him.

Johnny in the back of that truck HAMMERED SLIDIN around. tex just standin there at the steps like 🧍‍♂️ lookin at his boots. his big wet eyes. mace is SICK of his ass. but he still waited to for him AOUGH. tex huggin that pillow. MACE TAKIN HIS BOOTS OFF FOR HIM AOUGH.

mace poppin his hip n ploppin his hand down on it n then hittin the 🤨 oh so he's FUNNY I see

TEX ROLLIN OVER STRAIGHT OUTTA BED IM HOWLIN

HIM WALKIN AROUND WITH THE BLANKET AROUND HIS SHOULDERS AWUGH

mace is just always walkin around with his hands on his hips. truly tickles the hell outta me I dunno why.

"I don't think there's any psychology involved if that's what ur askin" goddamn!! unfortunately I would crack!! I could not listen to some kid say that n not giggle!! I'd lose all authority over the situation

emilo is givin Miley Cyrus stare. blonde ass hair n blue ass eyes. scary.

HIS CROP TOP HELLO???

"aw tex ur so cute" "he's so cute" "aw ur so cute tex" who are these BOYS???

theres somethin so endearin about Johnny n tex. tex sticks up for him when he bales. when tex clears the creek Johnny's the only one to come runnin after him. aough. they're kids. that's all it takes to clear up an argument.

somethin about tex sayin he ain't never held a baby but sure n mason tellin him to be careful. cause he has. Just once. his baby brother. AOUGH. Just the way mace looks at tex in that scene OUGH.

Mace took exactly ONE look at that car n said cool. so what drugs are u sellin now🤨 man didn't even last ten seconds before mace CLOCKED his ass.

mace's look of utter disbelief when lem says he doesn't have anyone dependin on him. tex in the back like let's go for a ride!! let's get some pizza!! man mace is a stronger man then me. tex HUSH N READ THE ROOM HON!!

TARGET??? THERES A FUCKIN TARGET IN THIS MOVIE??? WHEN IS THIS SHIT SUPPOSED TO BE SET??

tex's drivin is givin me motion sickness aough

tex goin double takin the gun like 😃 🙂‍↔️ 😮 actually made me giggle unfortunately. he's just so funny to me. God bless this kid man.

now how tf did that cop have such bad aim he accidentally shot out the drivers side window when the guys runnin away with the gun was 50 feet from the passengers side. dog.

tex throwin a pillow at mace n missin completely n takin the lamp out. God these kids man.