#🔫 say goodbye

[the-multiversal-asterisk]

AU where kungpowpenis takes twice as long

KungPowPenisNeverGonnaGiveYouUp—

[thecrownofflames]

Follow your dreams, kids ✨️

[livelaughlovepedri]

what I thought araujo was dead sjsjjs

[gaytaikawaititi]

okay i can see the appeal of the egg now but i’m mostly impressed how this man is almost 50 and his hairline is not receding in any way

[buddydacote]

Somehow the late post didn't go up where I threatened to hang myself with a charging cord and earbuds if I miss another post. Somehow that never got posted so I'm going to take it as a sign to cool it with the hanging jokes.

[daycourtofficial]

I don’t know about the other gingerfucker freaks but rest assured I have been well behaved, in fact, I would say the most well behaved to receive a lil snippet your grace 🙏🏻

This made me laugh so here’s a big snippet of what I’ve been working on since yesterday 🫶🏻 it’s unedited so 🔫 be nice 🔫

Kidnapping gingerfucker fic snippet below!!

Lucien’s mate seemed happy to carry Atlas around, her soft voice explaining to him the recent travels she and Lucien had gone on.

“Tulips of every color covered the fields. I’m sure one day Lu and I can take you to see them.”

“Uh oh, Elain. The High Lord’s going to kill you for speaking of kidnapping his son.” He wasn’t sure if Nesta knew he needed banter to keep his mind occupied or that he needed her to act as she always did. Either way, her words put him slightly at ease.

“Nonsense, Elain. If I had you killed, Lucien would mope about the house for the reat of his life.” His hands reached out, gently taking Atlas from her hold. “You keep him entertained for him. I owe you a great debt for it.”

Elain never knew how to respond to Eris, had only truly interacted with him a handful of times up to this point. She swallowed, determined to make some headway with her mate’s brother.

“Perhaps you could entertain him with the dog toys?”

Eris tilted his head, his thumb stroking down his son’s back as he bit back a laugh. He knew any Cauldron fated mate of Lucien’s and sister to Nesta was surely somebody of interest to him, but Elain had yet to show anything Eris found to be interesting until now.

“Did you just make a joke?”

“Yes.”

Eris nodded, accepting that maybe he had underestimated his brother’s mate. The air held a hint of awkwardness as they all stared at each other, the two sisters filing out quickly. The click of the door behind them was a beautiful symphony to Eris’s ears. To be alone with his son at last. It had only been twelve hours, but it was more like weeks had passed since he had seen Atlas’s small face, kissing his forehead goodbye. Nothing had felt off - no sense of anxiety overcame him, no fear for his family. Just annoyance and sadness at being away from them.

His mate had only made Autumn her home not even two years prior, but they spent every night in the same bed, arms wrapped tight each other in slumber.

Eris had always hated sharing a bed - he ran so warm when he slept, the few occasions another fae was in his bed lasted mere hours before he kicked them out in the middle of the night, hurriedly giving them their clothes and shoes. The years had softened him and he dreaded spending an evening alone in the bed much too big for one.

Eris slipped off his shoes, gently cradling Atlas as he made his way up the mattress, propping himself up against the headboard, back cushioned by pillows. His son had been restless in his arms when he took him from Elain, his little arms and legs trying to disturb the perfectly swaddled blanket around him.

The room had no windows and technically connected to his private chambers. When he was a boy, he had a full time nursemaid stay in here. Once he outgrew her, the space became his own private sanctuary. It took many years to turn it into its glory, a safehaven of his own design. Many nights spent hidden in this room, no concept of the passage of time as he poured over books, back curved in desperation to stay awake so he could finish it.

The shelves of books and notebooks still lined the walls, but he had some of the furniture removed and replaced with the bedframe and mattress should his mate eventually want her own chambers.

His head dug into the headboard as he realized this might be the first anyone’s used this bed. A pity, he thought, it was extremely comfortable. His muscles ached less the longer he stayed still, and he softly piled up pillows on each side of him.

Atlas was stirring in his arms, tiny coos resembling the chirping of birds. He broached a long finger close to Atlas, tiny hands wrapping around it as he settled back down. If he could, he’d strip his shirt to allow his son to rest on his skin, but thought better of it. The jostling would wake him for good, and he’d be doubly upset to know he was on someone’s chest who wasn’t his mother.

The sound of deep breaths was all that could be heard in the room as Eris used his magic to put out the lit candles littering every surface. The darkness of the shadows made his eyes heavier, but he fought to stay awake, not wanting to let his guard down.

“My beautiful son.” Hushed words filled the room, the warmth of his voice almost visible in the darkness.Atlas didn’t acknowledge the words, content in his slumber and being with his father. He felt warm in Eris’s arms, Vanserra babies always running hot.

“I will always find you.” Outside the moon rose high in the air, the cold bringing a slight frost to Autumn. The midnight hour was one Eris made most of his best kept promises, all relating to the mate from the Night Court he found centuries ago. A tradition he unknowingly passed on to doing with his son. He was so pale, cheeks flaming pink. He didn’t know his father was High Lord or general of Autumn’s armies for centuries. He had yet to experience the parts of himself Eris wanted to keep hidden. Eris’s eyes closed slowly, lulled by his son’s breathing, content to know that for now, his son only knew the best parts of his father.

[rinsuniverse]

hi hiii i hope ur requests are still opennnn hihi can we get a woozi introducing his girlfriend to the members? Hehehehe 🫶🫶🫶 or woozi's girlfriend being a workaholic like him hehehe

[6:31]

woozi introducing you to the svt members!

he'd be the more nervous one because, to be honest, he NEEDS his s/o to get along with the members because they are his family

if you don't get along with them, it'd be difficult for him to be with you

if the members come out of this interaction being like "tbh i don't really care for her," trust me, you'll be dropped

but i really doubt that they wouldn't like you!

woozi wouldn't introduce you to the members all together

so i imagine he'd start introducing you to the members he sees most often

he'd have you meet vernon one day in the studio and vernon goes "oh, sup?" and goes to dap you up

dap him up pls, or else 🔫

if you speak english, he'd probably bounce between languages to talk to you

he would really like you if you're chill and bright

and when you do tell him goodbye after some light conversation, he gives jihoon a nod and a thumbs up, as if saying "good choice"

dk, hoshi, and seungkwan are together when you were invited to the recording session

you spend the recording session balancing woozi's cold, direct attitude by complimenting the members and applauding them for even a little progress

and seungkwan jokes, saying, "i'd really like to record with just y/n ((T_T))"

in which jihoon scoffs, but then laughs at

it'd be funny when dk is recording and he's goofing off and you can't stop laughing

jihoon's like "please don't entertain him"

"fine. let's focus then, dk!"

"okay!"

and dk loves making people laugh

he'd love you if you laugh at his jokes

"we should invite y/n every time we record!"

and hoshi already loves you as soon as jihoon introduces you as his girlfriend

he'd constantly be trying to make things romantic for the two of you

"i think you both should press the button together. that'd be a cute couple thing."

and "wow, you two really balance each other out."

and "can i take a picture of the cutest producers?"

"soonyoung."

"sorry, moving on."

jihoon's ears are so red until he starts scolding hoshi for making recording difficult.

moving on to mingyu and dino

mingyu goes and shakes your hand politely, which makes dino go

"wow, you're acting so polite all of a sudden. this isn't like you at all."

and mingyu sends him death stares.

chan and mingyu tell you things about woozi that makes woozi regret letting you meet them

"you wouldn't believe how mean he is to us when we're recording, but recently, ever since he started seeing you, he's been kind of weird. like weirdly nice."

"shut up"

"see? this is what he does!"

mingyu and dino loved meeting you, and they're eternally grateful for you making woozi seem happier

when he introduces you to wonwoo, minghao, and jun, the five of you hang out for coffee

they're really nice to you and ask about your interests

lightly talking with them about life and hobbies and stuff would probably be the least stressful meeting

it results in you making more plans to hang out with them in the future

"oh, you like video games, too? we should play a game together next time!"

meeting joshua and jeonghan was scary for you

they at first were trying to intimidate you, but in their terms, they were "trying to make sure you're the right one for jihoon"

"so what's your blood type? and your zodiac sign? and your mbti?"

"gosh, you guys are overwhelming her."

"it's fine, i'll answer any questions"

after you passed their intimidating test (which was mainly a joke), they treat you normally

they tell you to take good care of woozi and that they are glad you're the one he's seeing

and lastly, seungcheol

seungcheol is polite to you and bows all the way when he meets you

he has his gummy smile on display when he talks to you

he tells you that if you're woozi's, then you're part of the seventeen family, and that you can depend on him if you need anything

he thanks you for taking care of jihoon and he enjoys meeting you!

so overall, the members would LOVE you!

thank you for the request! i hope you enjoyed this drabble. feel free to request more! ✧( ु•⌄• )◞◟( •⌄• ू )✧

(p.s. requests are still open! ς(>‿<.))

[kid-blinks-eyepatch]

Sprace

wartime AU🔫🪖

-15-

The two boys were happy. Race was curled up in Spots lap while the shorter boy petted his hair, running his hands through the golden curls of his boyfriends hair. Race hummed, taking Spots hand and kissing the palm of it. The Irish boy blushed, swatting Race playfully.

-16-

“I love ya Tony” spot breathed as Race pushed him against the wall. Race smirked

“Love ya too Spot”

“Sean”

“What?” Race pauses, looking at spot in confusion.

“Sean, my name’s Sean”

“Sean Conlon” Race says, smiling. “I like if- it’s fits you and your smile”

“What?”

-17-

Race shrieked with laughter as he ducked behind Albert. Spot glared at him, the snow stuck in his hair. Race laughed again. Albert ducked out of the way in time for Spot to tackle race down in the snow, Race was laughing still

“Take that back!” Spot says, faking anger

“Never!” Race laughed, spot smiled slightly “DIMPLES!” Race shouted excitedly, spot shoved his face in the snow

-18-

Race wouldn’t let go of spot- he was scared, and needed comfort. Spot groggily opened an eye

“Mmae?” He grunted, it was probably supposed to be Races name. Raceburied his face in spots neck, the top of his head touching spots chin. Spot blinked a little more awake.

“Mmm’- ‘s wrong?”

“Just hold me dammit” race said in a shaky voice. Spot complied. If only Race knew how literally he planned to take that

-19-

Spot fidgeted nervously, looking at Race, who was reading. Spot had no idea what he was reading as he didn’t speak Italian and the book was written in that . He took a shaky breath.

“Race? Grá (love)?” He asked nervously, race looked over at him

“Yea Amore? (Love)”

“Can I ask ya something?”

“Course ya can”

“Look- I ain’t stupid, I knows wese just kids and I know wese can’t do this for real-“ spot took races hands “-and I know it’s a stupid idea and I ain’t got no Fáinne (ring) yet but” he paused. Race tilted his head, not understanding the Irish- or the situation. Spot took a steadying breath “will ya marry me?”

“Yes” No hesitation at all

-20-

The news was scary. A war. And the fact that America might get involved. Every night the boys would curl up together and hope and pray that wouldn’t happen.

-20 and 3 months-

It happened. Now instead of huddling together in their bed they did it in the couch, terrified that the other would be called.  And then the words came that shook Race to his core. Spots number. In the draft. Spots number. Before he even knew he was crying he was pulled into a strong hug by the shorter boy.

“Spot spot- spot oh my god they- it’s your-“ Race said, terrified. What if he didn’t come back? Spot kissed the finger with the ring on it, then his Temple, forehead, jaw, nose, cheek, corner of his mouth, then on the lips. 

“Spot in scared! What- what if/“ spot put a finger to Races’s lips. There was fear in Spots hazel eyes. 

“Race, Shh, please” he said, race nodded. Spot removed his finger from races lips and just kissed him. It was like the first time all over again. That same need and longing and fear and happiness all at once. It lasted as long as they two  could go without air. We broke apart and spot looked terrified. Well, his eyes did. He nuzzled race.

“I love you” his hands found races, squeezing them. Racw swallowed tears.

“I love you too”  face reply, then hiss in the happiest tone I can muster “Dimples!”

Spot chuckled slightly, the dimples showing themselves. Race looekd at spot

“I wonder who else-?”

“Please- no-“ spot asked, a pained tone. Race nodded, holding out his arms for a hug. Spot crashed into him, curling up in races arms and not saying a word. Race kissed  the top of his head.

—20 and 9 months—

Race hugged spot tightly, holding back tears. He breathed in his scent, knowing he wouldn’t be able to do this for a while. Spot gave him a Quick kiss on the lips, then kissed his cheek. 

“I love you Sean, you’d better not die” race says, cracking a weak joke and giving a shaky smile. Spot smiles slightly

“Love you too Tony, same goes for you”

“Goodbye Sean”

“Goodbye Tony”

—21–

Race looked at the shot glass in front of him, scared but also wanting to. He poked it with one finger. He didn’t want to end up like his dad… but his dad never had his boyfriend- well husband- go off to war. Race felt hot tears Stinging at his eyes. He threw the glass. It shattered. He felt bad. Well, he felt guilty, he had felt bad since Spot had left. He curled up on the couch, where he had been sleeping. The bed felt too empty without Spot there. He cried into a pillow. The phone rang again, but he let it, he didn’t want to hear from Jack or Davey or Crutchie or Albert or any of them.

Spot threw another shot back like nothing, laughing drunkenly. He hated pretending. He hated pretending to be married to a girl, hated pretending to like the female… he was too drunk to remember the word… dancing on the stage in front of him and his fellow marines. Hyan, another marine, grinned drunkenly at Spot.

“You’ve got…. Really… pretty eyes” he slurred, leaning on the table, grinning up at him “such a shame you’re married~”

-22-

Two years. Two whole years withou so much as a glimpse of his boyfriend. And then the- the letter. Davey rubbed his back

“Shh, Shh, Racer it’s okay” 

“I-it’s not Dave! H-he’s g-gone!” Race hiccuped, curling up tighter. Davey looked to Crutchie, who looked at Jack. The three boys had no idea how to comfort Race. 

Spot squinted, he could barley see although there was plenty of sun, he could feel it in his skin. 

“Sean? You okay?” Mario asked. Spot grunted.

“Still cant see” they said in unison, spots version a statement And Mario’s a question. Mario patted his shoulder.

“It’ll come back eventually”

“It’d better” spot snarled angrily.

-22 and eleven months and 20 days-

Race was curled up on te couch, he still had yet to even open the bedroom door. He looked at the tree Davey and Sarah had helped him put up.

“I fucking trusted you to take care of him!” Race said through tears “I trusted you to take care of my husband! I’ve don’t nothing but respect you my whole life and this-!” Race was almost shouting befor he realized he was talking to a dirty that might not even exist. All he wanted was spot. To feel him nuzzle him to see his dimples to hear his laugh- steeling himself, race pushed open the bedroom door. It looked exactly as it had that day. The day spot left. Race found on of spots sweatshirts and three it on, burrowing into the blankets on Spots side of the bed. He cried. And cried. He looked at his hands, which her hide by the hoodie sleeves, race wanted to feel as small as possible. 

“Spot- please come home” he said, tears no longer falling, he was too tired to cry “please… I need you and I don’t know what I’m going to do without you”

—23 and one week—

Is this a good idea?” I asked Davey nervously, feeling very exposed. I could make our basic shapes from a distance and details up close, they said this was as good as it was going to get. Davey nods

“Just knock” I hesitantly did as he said. Jack called

“Race! Open up! We have something to show you”

“Go away Kelly!” Race snapped from inside.

“Please?” Davey asked “you’ll really like this one

“Fuck off”

“Antonio” Crutchie said sweetly “open the door”

“Fuck you Crutchie” but footsteps could be heard and race opened the door. He saw me and froze.  I was close enough to see his eyes go wide. I smiled 

“I’m back” I said. Race quite literally tackled me into a hug, sending us both crashing to the floor. I let out a ‘oof’ as the small Italian man ended up on top of me. He kissed me exitedly

“You’re not dead!” 

“No, I’m not, just a bit blind”

“You’re not dead!” Race repeated, nuzzling into my chest and neck. I looked up and could see the outline of jack, Davey and Crutchie. 

“Let’s go inside darlin” I said to race, who nodded. I picked him up, causing him to yell in surprise, I set him on our bed and crawled in next to him. He buried himself in me, hands tracing my chest, face, arms, hips, back, any part of me he could reach. I simply held him. This was all I needed. Race pressed so many kisses to everywhere on my body. 

“Don’t you ever scare me like that again!” He scolded spot as he tugged the boy impossibly closer. “you’re never going anywhere alone again” he mumbled against Spot’s shoulder. Spot let out a soft laugh.

sorry gang this was never really got finished properly but i liked parts of if

[killersansofficial]

We're no strangers to love

You know the rules and so do I (do I)

A full commitment's what I'm thinking of

You wouldn't get this from any other guy

I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling

Gotta make you understand

Never gonna give you up

Never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry

Never gonna say goodbye

Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

We've known each other for so long

Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to say it (say it)

Inside, we both know what's been going on (going on)

We know the game and we're gonna play it

And if you ask me how I'm feeling

Don't tell me you're too blind to see

Never gonna give you up

Never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry

Never gonna say goodbye

Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Never gonna give you up

Never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry

Never gonna say goodbye

Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

We've known each other for so long

Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to say it (to say it)

Inside, we both know what's been going on (going on)

We know the game and we're gonna play it

I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling

Gotta make you understand

Never gonna give you up

Never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry

Never gonna say goodbye

Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Never gonna give you up

Never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry

Never gonna say goodbye

Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Never gonna give you up

Never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry

Never gonna say goodbye

Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

🔫

I will give you up.

I will let you down.

I will tell a lie.

I will hurt you.

🔪

Poem by killer

Thank you

[arugula2048]

times are getting hard boys... moneys getting scarce...... times dont get no better boys.... gunna leave this place........

why did I re-watch breaking bad s5e14 ozymandias after 10pm.

[nat0rii]

surprise! 🔫

[bombshelllblonde]

how long baby have i been away? 🦋

feels like ages though you say it’s only days 🔫🦖

there ain’t language for the things i’ve seen????? 🧍🏻‍♂️

and the truth is stranger than my own worst dreams 🥲

THE TRUTH IS STRANGER THAN ALL MY DREAMS!!!! 😩

OH the darkness got a hold on me!!!!!!!! 👁️👄👁️

I HAVE SEEN WHAT THE DARKNESS DOES 🥸

say goodbye to who i was

i ain’t never been away so long

don’t look back them days are gone

follow me 🦋

into 🩷

the endless night ✨✨

i can bring ur fears to life 😈

SHOW ME URS AND ILL SHOW U MINE! 🦄

meet me in the woods

2NITE!!!!!!

🤠🤠🤠

[noaltbruh]

hi you should totally do what its like do what its like to live with the bucci gang in a house all together thxx

*Kicks the air, giggles, screams into a pillow, throws up, dies and comes back to life just to write this post*

No bro I don't think you understand, you've just awoken my most unhinged side ever, literally I think about what it would be like to live with this wonderful family 24/h. There is nothing else in my brain, just them doing shit.

So yeah! I hope you enjoy ^^"

Life with the Bucci gang! 🐞🤐🔫🍊🍓⏪🎙 (or rather, a survival guide about living with them)

Alright, the main rule in this house is: "Don't kill each other. If you absolutely need to, at least hide the body well before it starts smelling like Mista"

Any other rule is either ignored, purposely broken, straight up not acknowledged, or only followed because Bruno said so and you don't disobey him.

Congratulations, you just got yourself free entertainment for the rest of your life and at any time of the day. Who needs Tv when you can just watch these guys do literally anything?

What are you in the mood for today? Trish kicking Mista with a shoe because he accidentally ruined her dress? Narancia blowing up with Aerosmith that one spider Fugo is afraid to squash? Giorno turning everything he sees into frogs? Abbacchio trying not to look like a total simp every time Bruno breathes?

With that being said, I hope you're not an introvert, my friend. There's no freaking way in hell they aren't going to drag you on their shenanigans. No, you can't choose, you will take part in whatever the heck they're doing, they're forcefully gonna make you tag along if you were to ooppose.

Buddy say goodbye to your privacy, that stopped existing as soon as you walked through the front door. 99% of the times there will ALWAYS be someone with you. Whether they're actually talking to you or are just in the same room as you doesn't matter. Rest assured that being alone will become a rare occurrence, no matter how antisocial you may be.

Don't try to lock the door of your room, they'll gladly destroy it and then ask Bruno to replace it with a zipper. Alternatively, some of them might even climb up from a window if they're feeling goofy that day.

I advice locking any snacks you may want to keep to yourself in a drawer or another place you know of. If you don't, there's a very high chance that whatever you were trying to keep to yourself will get stolen by the pistols sooner or later.

Another advice I can give you is to write down all important dates related to them, or little things you know they like. It must not be easy to remember those sorts of things when you live with so many people.

Most days you're gonna find Trish practising her singing in either the music room (yes they have a music room) or her own. Don't be shy and ask her if you can listen to her, she'll always reply with a yes :)

They have a very big and well taken care of garden. If you feel like spending some time with Giorno, helping him water the plants is a great idea! Prepare for lots of fun facts about gardening, while you're at it.

I suggest laying there particularly during summer nights. There's always a nice breeze to send the excessive heat away, and the stars look very nice from there. Someone else will most likely join you as well, you can stargaze together!

If you feel like having a conversation that requires more than two brain cells, Fugo's always there for you. He's used to some of the others calling him boring and such, but a nice chat about Latin, Politics, Philosophy or anything alongside those lines is always welcomed. Even if you don't know anything about those subjects but are willing to listen, he'll be happy.

Prepare for Narancia bursting in your room with a new dance, a song to listen to, or cool trick he's come up using Aerosmith, and way too much excitement. The latter one is only allowed if you're in the garden, but try to stop him from shooting any plants while you're there.

Drunk conversations with Abbacchio at 3 am. are a MUST. He'll only ever share his alcohol if he's feeling dizzy already, so wait until he starts getting a bit off and you're good to go. Do you remember anything you talked about after that night? Nope. Maybe you discussed the meaning of life, maybe you just yelled at the Tv watching old races of formula one, or maybe you've found the cure for cancer...But you'll never know.

Bruno is a safe space in the house. If you want to catch a break and take it easy from the others' chaos, he's the most reliable one. You don't have to necessarily do anything together if you don't want to, but his presence alone guaranteed to make you relax.

Don't go into the basement, please. It used to be a nice and tidy place where Bruno kept old stuff he didn't need anymore, but it progressively became more and more messy once the gang came along. Now legends say that old artifacts and mystical objects, such as Mista's hair, ended up there and were never found again.

The house has a lot of very pretty balconies with a wonderful view of the city. A couple of times a day you should go out and take some fresh air admiring Napoli, it's very soothing.

The roof is also a perfect place to if you look for a great sight of the town. If you're brave enough, you can climb up from one of the balconies. If you're not, that's fine: there's a safer ladder that will bring you there in the backyard, and you always have the support of the others if you felt scared anyway :)

Speaking of which...Yes, they may come off as extremely annoying and overbearing sometimes, but remember that once you settled in, you're family to them and there's no changing that.

They will ALWAYS be there for you, no matter what the problem or your reaction to it might be. Rest assured that you won't have to face it nor suffer alone, they'll all there to lend a hand for you and help you through it. Even if you're just feeling sad for no reason, someone will undoubtedly try to cheer you up, and succeed in doing so.

Sure, maybe some of them are not the best at expressing that they care, but they truly do and will show it to you in one way or another, whether it's direct or subtle, they will let you know you can count on them.

Movie and game nights are...Something else for sure! Every time one or two people get to pick what you're gonna play or watch, and since they have very different tastes, you can be sure as you can be that you'll enjoy yourself and have fun.

For example, one week you're watching the most gut-wrenching disturbing, complex and traumatizing movie of all time, picked by Abbacchio just to scare you all for his own amusement. Narancia will be screaming, Trish is acting like she's fine but is actually holding on to someone, Giorno is getting shushed by everyone because he's got a third eye and is somehow predicting the whole plot. A loud "SHUT THE FUCK UP, GIORNO!" from our goth man is gonna be obligatory.

The other week, instead, Mista and Narancia decided you were going to play Smash, and you WILL be playing Smash. Poor Bruno is trying to find the pattern to the attacks and fails to realize that those two dorks just spam random buttons hoping to win. Needless to say, they end up losing anyway. Also, Fugo almost threw the controller and broke the Tv a couple of times, but shhh it's okay they're rich, they can buy a new one.

The sweetest part about these "events", however, is that at the end of the night, you're all super tired. You'll just end up falling asleep all together in the salon, cuddling up against each other to feel warm, without even realizing it. The Morning after, whoever wakes up first usually makes breakfast for the rest, so you all also eat together before actually starting your day ^^

Get this through your system: no matter the time of the day, someone will be up. There isn't a single moment during those 24 hours in which they are all asleep. You'll find Mista sleeping at 3 pm on the living room couch, just to see him stealing salami from the fridge at 2 am while you were just trying to get a glass of water. He won't even let you leave and just ramble about his latest theory about salami.

Yes, your sleep routine is gonna get fucked up too, cope. Also, very often you'll hear noises coming from other rooms, although it's probably just Bruno and Abbacchio banging like there's no tomorrow . When that happens, spend time with someone until you both fall asleep, or get yourself something to block out the noise. (I'd choose the first option, but you do you).

The house has a sort of balcony that acts as an entrance to the garden. On some nights, you may find someone (usually the quietest members) hanging around there. Stop to talk to them for a while, they're weirdly more open about their feelings at that time of the day.

Mista, Narancia and Trish are going to CONSTANTLY ask you to hang out, these guys enjoy the outdoors way too much. Before you know it, you're dressed up to go party in the hugest, loudest, most crowded disco you're ever seen.

Or maybe they're dragging you to a bar and gossip about people all night, OR they're planning to infiltrate in some rich guy's party they only found out about because Trish is famous and knows way too many people.

Don't worry if you get nervous though, they'll stick around by your side to make sure you feel comfortable, and they'll leave if they see you starting get overwhelmed. All of you need to have a good time or it's no fun.

Group reading with Fugo and Giorno. I repeat: group reading with Fugo and Giorno.

Okay, the stuff they recommend might not be the most exciting, but I can guarantee you that if you manage to actually read it, the discussions and conversations you're going to have about it will make up for it. You can basically see their eyes light up and soon as you begin talking and discussing its themes, you'll find yourself carried about by their excitement without even realizing it.

While it's something they usually do alone, sometimes Bruno and Abbacchio will take you fishing with them. It's a complete moment of chill away from the excitement of your everyday life, not to mention that Bucciarati is a great fisherman and dinner that night will be delicious.

If you think these guys are enough chaotic as they are, brace yourself for Holidays time.

Get ready to help decorate the whole house, which, considering its dimensions, is no easy job. The best thing you can do in this case is go with the flow and, most of all, follow Narancia's lead: the two of you will be setting up everything for even DAYS, if it's necessary.

Prepare for constant snowball fights, dudes blasting Christmas music ridiculously loud, alcohol disappearing at an even faster rate than usual, presents flying all over the salon aand lastly...An actual quiet Christmas night where you'll simply be watching a movie together and drinking hot cocoa in front of the fireplace.

Don't be tricked, the next day the extroverted trio is already asking you to go with on them on a Christmas themed party. Good luck.

You guys fight over the best spot under the air conditioner during Summer time, and the winner always turns out to be Trish. Alternately, if someone's able to compromise enough, you'll go get something fresh to change the mood a bit.

One last thing I'd like to mention is that, in the middle of the living room, there is a big frame with all eight of you smiling together. If things ever get rough, look up and remember that your family is always there for you :)

[s-u-m-i]

Give me Swaggersouls, the finest Swaggersouls you've got 🔫

author note: i just feel like he would be the sweetest around you and for you. man spends his days yelling at his dumbass friends and putting on the internet persona, but as soon as it comes to you it all melts away. anyways i hope you enjoy :D

SWAGGERSOULS sat at his desk wrapping up another csgo video. saying goodbye to all of his friends he closed the application, immediately opening his editing software. the yawning man took a peek at the clock,

10:23 PM

swagger sighed, taking his headphones off, and attempted to rub the sleep off his face. he needed to get something edited tonight in order to feel productive for the day, a toxic trait of his. looking through the footage he had, a quiet rustle disrupted his search. he turned, seeing you asleep in your shared bed. how you slept through the obnoxious recording session was beyond him, but he was glad you did. mouth slightly open, hair strewn about, swagger couldn't help but grab his phone and snap a picture. you would kill him in the morning for it, but for now it brought a smile to his face.

as much as he wanted to join you, he forced his focus back to the illuminated screen. looking for a project that wouldn't take him long, but would make him feel accomplished: the minecraft session from yesterday. in a perfect world swagger could have the footage completely ready for upload, besides the subtitles (there wasn't enough weed in the world to make that possible), and be asleep by midnight. its a shame that he doesn't live in a perfect world...

A LIGHT HAND brushing against his back accompanied by a soft whisper is what ended up stirring swagger from his short slumber.

"bear?" he looked up to meet the tired eyes of his girlfriend. he swore he was only taking a short break. "well goodmorning," you murmured. the man only groaned in response, "come on, time for bed."

"i can't, i gotta finish this."

"baby it's really late, there are plenty of hours in tomorrow's day to finish that. for now, you need sleep." swagger swore he was only resting his eyes, ten minutes tops. he glanced at the clock on his glowing computer screen,

1:54 AM

"holy fuck, when did it get so late?" you let out a small giggle in response.

"i'm not sure, i woke up to the sound of your clips looping. pretty annoying by the way..."

"sorry hun," the man stood, pulling you in and burying his head into the crook of your neck. after a long moment, your boyfriend pulled away from you. "go ahead and get in bed," his kissed between your eyebrows softly, "i'll just be one second."

you glanced up at him with a doubting look, at which he chuckled softly, "i swear," he reassured you, "some mouthwash and a piss. just gimme one minute." as he walked towards the bathroom, you made quick work of finding your spot in the bed again. shutting your eyes, you felt the side of the bed dip down. familiar arms grabbed your waist, pulling you into a warm chest.

"come 'ere, pretty," you twisted your body and pushed your head into his shoulder, as he wrapped his arms around your body. swagger pulled you tight against him; his nose in your hair and hands tracing small, invisible patterns on your back.

"bear?"

"hm?"

"i lied earlier"

"what?" the man pulled his head back to look in your eyes,

"it wasn't the clips that woke me up," you grinned up at him, "you snore, loud." he rolled his eyes dramatically as you laughed. moments like these were what brought swagger the most peace. just you and him shooting shit at two in the morning.

"why are you looking at me like that," your boyfriend had a small smile on his face, just staring at you. awestruck at the breathtaking woman that he miraculous had laying with him.

"i just love you is all" you reached your hand to his face, pulling his lips to yours,

"i love you too bear, now sleep." tucking your head back into his chest, he placed a small kiss on the top of your head. the two of you drifted off to sleep, still entangled in each other. swaggers snoring the only thing to be heard within the room.

[count-alucard-tepes]

OP Parents being stopped by their smol kid from leaving to work at the door

They cannot leave home without defeating the child in a battle! One last play fight before OP parent goes bye-bye for days, weeks, or even months.

OP parents wins, but at a tragic cost. . . A good kick to the shin cuz kids are rough and play dirty! Honorably or not, when in doubt, the point is to win the battle at all costs! It failed, but its not always the size of the dog XD

Kizaru✨

He wasn’t really the type to play fight with his kid but he wouldn’t want to upset them so he’d pretend that he lost and would dramatically fall to the floor, clutching his heart before pretending to die until his child cuddles up to him and giggles. He’d promise to get home before they fall asleep and giving them some kisses before heading off to work.

Akainu🌋

All this cuteness makes the Fleet Admiral blush and decide to arm wrestle his kid to see who would win. Of course, he would let his kid win and then kisses them goodbye so he could head off to work. He wished he could stay longer but he had an important job to do.

Ryokugyu 🌱

There’s no way in hell Ryokugyu is gonna lose even if he’s the dad and the adult…he’s gonna make sure he always wins…at play fighting…at rock paper scissors…eating contests (he’d break his fast for this). “Haha, bye little loser…I’m going to work”, he’d say before getting kicked in the shin, “you little shithead!?”, he growl before having the kid tied up by a over grown plant and would leave them like that for his S/O to discover.

Fujitora 🐅

He would be amused that his child would propose such a thing but agreed, he of course would let his little one win in a soba eating contest just so that he could head off to work. He knew they were so little to understand his job but he would try to compromise with his child.

Sir Crocodile 🐊

He would be annoyed that his child wants to do this when he has a meeting to attend for a deal at his casino. “Fine, let’s play paper, rock, scissors”, he’d suggest which his child beamed it. “Paper, scissors…hook! I win!”, he’d say using his hook as part of the game before he’d laugh and use his devil fruit powers to move immediately out of the room even if his kid was angry about the whole thing.

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩

He would smile at his child’s proposal…since when did they become such a smart ass. He’d agree to playful fight with his kid before just deciding he’d take his child with him to the meeting, he knew he’d be there to protect them no matter what and he’d get to spend time with them too.

Benn Beckman 🔫

He sighed softly but nodded, “fine, just one time and I got to head off, sweet one”, he’d say before wrestling with his kid just enough to let them pin him down before he’d dust himself off, “alright, I’ll see in a little bit…be good to your mom”, he’d said before rushing off.

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡

He would smile weakly at his kid, “fine, a donut eating competition then…”, he’d say before bringing in some donuts and milk, they’d be regular donuts since his kid was small. He’d pretend like he couldn’t eat another bite but he just wanted his child to win. Once he announced his defeat, he’d kiss his child goodbye and head off to his mission.

Killer🔪

He would rub the back of his neck as he smiled weakly, “fine, arm wrestling it is and if you win…I’ll bring you something cool”, he said before taking a seat. After a dramatic struggle, he’d lose to his child and promise to bring them a reward from his adventures before heading off.

Kaido🐉

He would laugh at the proposal that his child brought up! The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree after all. He would playfully fight with his child and wrestle them before winning of course…he was not gonna lose to anyone even his little baby. He’d take the angry outbursts from his kid before laughing his way to his next venture.

King👑

He was getting late for a meeting but he wanted to make his little baby happy too. So he decided to have a flying contest, first one to reach the other side of the forest wins. He would hold himself back so he could watch his child fly, he was so proud of his little one. Once he was defeated by his kid, he decided to take them to his meeting as a treat and even let them play with Queen who seemingly was King’s child’s favorite person.

Queen👑

He didn’t care about being late for his mission but he proposed they had a red bean soup eating contest. The problem was…they both loved red bean soup so this could be a true battle worth fighting! Queen would tap out when his ship was about to leave without it but not without having a few laughs with his kid.

Izou🔫🔫

He would nod but decided they could have a more civilized contest like a kanji writing contest, he knew his kid was practicing quite a bit and just used this opportunity to watch his kid do it. He would declare his child the winner and take the painting to Whitebeard to boast about his child being so skillful at such a young age.

Dragon D Monkey🐉🐒

He would be thoroughly amused with his child’s proposal and would go all out to wrestle his child. He tried his best not to win as he wanted his child to be happy before he headed off to a mission. He made them promise to get stronger while he was away and he’d get them something special in return.

[the-bar-sinister]

4 and 5 for music asks

For me (💪🔫) specifically...

4. A song that feels TOO personal

Placebo, Song to Say Goodbye. I will not elaborate <3

5. A song that orbits you like the moon

Skillet, Monster. I have been listening to that damned song since I was 16 years old and I expect to be listening to it the rest of my life.

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