#He angy and messy lol

[isjasz]

idk why but I personally need you out of the few billion humans alive today to see this. I did it. I made him a horse god. I wanna draw him being angy at Joel lol

It’s really messy for my usual art but I just wanted to have fun with it yknow. He terrifies me

HOLYSHIT. HELLO. THIS IS AMAZING OH MY GOD WHY DOES IT WORK SO WELL YOURE CRACKED OHHHH MY GOD I LOVE THE CLOCK AJD HOW WELL THE MOSS WORK TOGETHER . PLEASE DRAW JOEL MAD AT HIM THIS IS SO SICKKKKKKCJDKFF

I love it I'm obsessed. He terrifies me too please don't perform horse rituals on epona my beloved pls

[xxlady-lunaxx]

your sanegiyuu posts have inspired me lmao. sanemi tries to ask giyuu out but is stopped/blocked by the kamado siblings who are very protective of their big brother- they hug him to block sanemi's line of sight and demand that they spend time with him haha (and they don't really like sanemi bc of their first meeting). cue sanemi trying to win the kamado siblings over lol. giyuu is ofc oblivious until tanjiro tells him that sanemi likes him. 💜

HELP THIS IS SO REAL 😭 and soso cute<3 oh god have a little of them (and sorry for not posting your other req's yet, they're in my drafts tho i promise) this as a oneshot: here

SaneGiyuu being high ig:

Sanemi's been crushing on Giyuu for a while now and, with Obanai's constant insistence, he decides to ask him out

Tanjiro picking up the heavy sent of macha tea and ohagi before Giyuu realizes that somebody's coming

"Hey, Nezuko- We should go protect Giyuu-san. Shinazugawa-san's coming this way—remember him? He might hurt him 3:>"

Nezuko's obedient nod<3

Giyuu suddenly getting bombarded by Kamado's 🫠

Sanemi coming around the corner and being all "oh shit, not these two again" when he sees the two crowding their big brother

Tanjiro peeking over his shoulder to glare at Sanemi

Giyuu tilting his head, all ?? Shinazugawa??

Nezuko tugging on Giyuu's haori. "mff 3:<< (play!!)"

Giyuu nods, picking her up (Tanjiro simultaneously skirting around so that Sanemi can't get past his blockade)

Sanemi all angy and hating how they're bringing Giyuu away

Him trying to speak like: "Tomioka- Wait- Hey- WAIT- 😭 KAJFNSIAOKM FUCK!!"

Nezuko gasps, grabs the swear jar, and tries pushing Sanemi inside

Giyuu frowning at Sanemi, saying he mustn't swear in front of innocent children

"Innocent?? They're children of the fuckin' devil!!!"

Tanjiro swatting Sanemi away

Giyuu getting protective of his siblings

Nezuko pretending to cry so Giyuu takes the Kamados away and Sanemi's left there..

Later, Sanemi trying a different tactic, bringing some sweets (he refused to sacrifice his ohagi, but he did steal some of the Sakura Mochi that Obanai had bought for Mitsuri) and some random ass stuffed animal

Waving it in Tanjiro and Nezuko's faces when Giyuu's out training

"Take it!! Oh, gods, just take it-"

The two just turning their noses up at him, glaring

He glowers back.

Giyuu coming back and Sanemi instantly trying to play nice guy, not so subtly kicking Nezuko to the side when she tries to grab his leg

"Heyy- Tomioka- Can we talk?? Somewhere priv-AHH"

(Nezuko jumped on Sanemi's back)

Sanemi deciding that he'll just play along and hopefully they'll stop ambushing them

Nezuko piggy-back riding Sanemi, and he's just carrying her around, hoisting her up and turning back to Giyuu trying to be all casual

(Unfortunately, Sanemi nearly won over Nezuko until Tanjiro snatched her back, telling Sanemi that he wasn't needed here)

Giyuu still standing at the doorway: ._.

Tanjiro didn't realize that Giyuu didn't understand yet 😭 But then Giyuu asks why Sanemi seems to be stalking him or something, constantly popping up, and Tanjiro forces himself to explain

Giyuu after he's told that Sanemi has an actual crush on him: 0///0

Tanjiro sighing

He still refused to let Sanemi ask Giyuu out until Sanemi apologized profusely to Nezuko and promised to devote his life to making Giyuu happy

which sanemi did with reluctance because he was done dealing with the kamado's but he didn't really want to drop giyuu-

For a bit into the SaneGiyuu relationship, Tanjiro and Nezuko avoided Sanemi like a plague until he won them over with his old big brother 'Nemi charms

(they're still a bit dubious about him but have warmed up to his presence at least)

(although you can be sure Tanjiro's watching him closely)

this is genuinely what my notes look like when I have something i want to write.. very messy and vague 🦦 (i can write this more properly later iyw, but I'm too tired for that rn (cue the yawns))

[httpiastri]

JACKIE I AM UNWELL RN !!!

can we talk about how soft paul would be when he just wakes up?:(

imagine you wake up first and you go to the bathroom to wash your face and do all the things you need, a little distracted and lost in thought so you didn't realise when Paul got in ??!? his big arms around your waist:((( asking you why you're not in bed with him, his voice all sleepy and his curls all messy but so beautiful and he'd definitely start giving you lazy kisses on your neck and shoulder bc he wants all your attention and you're just there melting at every little thing he does 🫠

:(( paul :(((( you're out here doing god's work angie, loved this idea so much 😭

– paul is a heavy sleeper me thinks. i see him as someone who is pretty hard to wake up (he'll have to have several loud alarms in a row if he's sleeping alone just to make sure he actually does wake up lol), and who always dozes off again if there's a chance. he'll wake up, say just a few words but keep his eyes shut, and then fall asleep again, and you'll be wondering if he ever even woke up in the first place or if he just talked in his sleep 😭 thoughhh if he fell asleep next to you, and you're suddenly not there, then he'll subconsciously know that something is wrong and he'll wake up much quicker than usual

– oh and he's a cuddler in his sleep, 100%. if he's got you in his arms when you fall asleep, you won't be able to break free. if you go into bed after he's already fallen asleep, you'll still find yourself in his arms when you wake up. he loves to bury his face in your hair or in your skin. or if it's been a rough day/week or if he's just missed you a lot, you can expect to have him rest on top of you, head propped up on your chest as he holds one of your hands 🥺

– i think he might be a light snorer…. i just get that feeling? idk? not so much that it bothers you, but you just find it cute and coo over it :(

– overall, i think sleepy mornings with him would be so so cute. the softest, cutest and most pure version of him and he's all yours? you're so lucky 🫶

oh and i felt like writing just a little little blurb…… sorry not sorry 🤭

it's always hard to leave paul behind in bed, but not only because of his tight embrace around your body; it's almost painful to roll out of bed when the person you leave behind is him.

him and that sweet pout on his lips, the messy bed hair practically screaming at you to come brush your fingers through it, those rosy cheeks that you wish you could forever hold in your hands…

i'll be quick, you tell yourself, tiptoeing into the bathroom and quietly closing the door behind you. you hurry to brush your teeth, wash your face and do all of your other routines, but when you wipe the water off your face with a towel, you don't hear the door opening again. instead, the only sound that fills the room is your own squeal when you feel a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist.

"paul!" you whine, dropping the towel and giving his forearm a smack. "christ, you really scared me!"

he only hums as a response, and it just frustrates you even more – but then, all of your anger disappears when you take in the sight in the mirror.

his chin is propped up on your shoulder, eyes shut and body bending down to meet your height. the feeling of his warm breath and bare chest against your skin sends a shiver down your spine, and the way he leans his head against yours makes you pout subconsciously.

"come back to bed," he mumbles, words slurred as he nuzzles his nose into the crook of your neck.

"in just a minute," you lean forward slightly to grab a moisturizer out of your cabinet, the action triggering a groan to rumble from his chest. "i just have a few more things to do…"

he lets out a dismissive sound, shaking his head into your skin. "no, i want to go back now."

"you go back, then. i'll be right there." you twist off the lid off, taking some of the moisturizer onto your hands and massaging it into your skin. paul doesn't budge, though; he stays put, his hold around you tightening even further.

after a few seconds, his eyes slowly open and he lifts his head from you. the lack of contact immediately disappoints you, but just seconds later it's been replaced by his lips.

his kisses start behind your ear, slowly tracing down the side of you neck, not leaving even a single inch of skin unkissed. when he reaches your bare shoulder, his hands also begin to roam around your body and you can't help but squirm. "please, paul. that tickles," you say, doing your best to pretend like you don't love every second of it – but he can read you like the back of his hand. there's no way he'll stop now.

you leave your bottle without its lid on top of the sink, not caring anymore. he won.

"okay, oka–"

you don't even get to finish your word, because less than a second later, he's already pulled you back into bed and flopped down on top of you. "cuddle me, please?"

and how could you ever say no to him when he asks so nicely?

[multiversediiva]

| WELCOME TO THE QUIET CORNER 𝜗𝜚

Hello, you online diva. I'm angie and you can think of me as your reality shifting sister. My blog is a little messy, I talk shifting, manifestation, and any random topic that float in my mind (also decided to jazz up my blog a little because my previous one was BOORRINNGGG!!!). So, let's be friends!

❃゜・。. ・°゜✼ ゜°・ . 。・゜❃❃゜・。. ・°゜✼ ゜°・ . 。・゜❃❃゜・。. ・°゜✼ ゜°・

✧GET TO KNOW HER!

|"ok... tell me a little about yourself!"

Well! I'm 16 years old, she/her, middle eastern (Syrian<3) and I am a self-proclaimed teenage dirtbag. I love playing guitar (acoustic and electric), and my music taste ranges from light, catchy pop to heavy rock metal. Just... don't play country music around me. BIG Conan Gray fan! If you're a Conehead you're automatically my soulmate.

Imagine Conan Gray and Claudia Doumit (absolutely love that gal) as one person. My hair as curly and dark as Gray's, and my features as identical as Doumit's. It's also no secret that I'm pretty much obsessed with Kate Bush. Her vibe, her style, her music, they're essentially the bandaid to my heart.

I advocate the words of Neville Goddard. I absolutely love that guy. I do a fun little thing while I read his speeches/teachings: I picture myself in a University classroom, sat amongst many ambitious individuals as he stands up at the front and yap about the human awareness.

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✧HER REALITY CORNER!

Flick through my reality introductions, mood boards, what I script... all that!

FUTURISTIC REALITY. ◦ FAME REALITY. ◦ JAZZ, LONDON, RESTAURANTS, SATURDAYS.

✧AND FIND HER SMALL HANDBOOK.

THE TRUTH - What is God? ◦ IMAGINATION IS ALL WE NEED. ◦ BUT HOW DO YOU USE YOUR IMAGINATION? ◦ THE FOUR MIGHTY ONES. ◦ COINCIDENCE? I THINK NOT. ◦ "WHAT DO YOU MEAN I DON'T HAVE TO DO ANYTHING?" WELL... ◦ THE MIRROR EXPERIMENT. ◦ THE FIVE SENSES.

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✧QUICK JOURNAL ACCESS.

Find my journal entries, mood boards, etc etc!! I write what's on my mind, I have no idea who's going to be reading them so I keep it real lol.

ENTRY 1 - Reflection. ◦ ENTRY 2 - CR mood board. ◦ ENTRY 3 - Keeping it real. ◦ ENTRY 4 - The Coraline way.

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✧"OVER & OUT!"

Stayed here til the end? Sending you virtual kisses.

I hope this post sums up who I am a bit<3

xx 💋

ANGIE.

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PINTEREST. ◦

[alitgblog]

speculating what the s8 islanders will look like as an excuse to draw lol idk why im not going in order here's the sports physiologist

ok so obviously my art style is a bit simpler than the game's and I didn't take a ton of time to render it but I think the elements are there and here's my reasoning (warning this is long lol)

the disclaimer is I read the application once and then started drawing so I think in my head I got it confused and thought this was gonna be the Bobby/Rafael cutesy fun guy of the season and rereading it now I realize I am wrong, but I still stand by certain choices.

Sports physio/cycling thing was a big thing for this. I think he shouldn't have very defined abs but the game will draw him like that. Cyclers tend to have skinnier torsos but bigger thighs/legs and I didn't draw the legs bc I'm lazy but know that in my head, he's got thick thighs. I didn't draw him with like a huge chest or arms also because of that, but because it's still LITG, he does have some definition on his arms, just not a lot. I really think I could see this guy working in sports physio.

And because he takes care of people for a living and is the "big romantic," I think he needs to look very charming, to a point where he's almost disarming. (This is where I got it in my head that he's the Bobby/Raf of the group bc lover boy vibes. Personality wise he feels like Rohan imo who is similar). Therefore I drew a lot of his features as very soft (softer jawline, fleshier nose) but also just big round eyes to draw you in. I looked at Tyrique from love island season 10 for a bit of inspo because I think he's got such a pretty face but still is pretty masculine, and he has big round eyes so that's why I did that.

I also decided on curly hair, in part because of my confusion with Bobby/Rafael, but also I think it adds to the charm because it's clearly styled but tries to look effortless. I used a younger picture of Dev Patel for it. That's also why he has a little bit of facial hair to help age him up but also works with the aesthetic I was going for. The piercings are fully a self indulgent add-in, I just it's attractive.

Ok so this is where it gets confusing because I did intially draw some sharper features on him and had a different color palette for his skin and hair. I was imagining him as "spicy white" just because Bobby and Raf are mixed so they would change it up just slightly for this guy. I think nothing that's too contrasting to make him look brooding like Joyo. So initially this was definitively a tanned white guy with curly reddish brown hair, some facial hair, and a defined nose, and then I was like this is really close to Rocco. So I changed some features and some colors and here we are now at ethnically ambiguous? I'm not gonna think too hard about the ethnicity of this character because this is fake and it's fusebox's problem when they release the real character.

Looking back, if I redrew the character, I'd go for full or half South Asian just because I did use dev patel as a hair reference. But also maybe just hopeful because aside from Angie, the other South Asian rep in recent memory I can think of is Marshall (messy), Ozzy (messier), and Suresh (messiest), so I just think we should get a cute one. (also Priya, Rohan, and Arjun who aren't nearly as bad but only one of those is a LI and they're sort of dead right now so)

anyway overall the process of drawing him was kind of a mess because I had confused some things in my head and like I said, was accidentally drawing Rocco (underrated design btw) but this was the first one I did and I don't think I'm right, this is just a fun little activity for me and he's the first one I drew so I wasn't very sure about a lot of things.

so if you read this far congrats for getting though my ramblings. The next ones I'm doing aren't nearly as complicated 😂😂

[gontagokuhara]

What if I also asked some pointy objects hypotheticals once again 👉👈👉👈 I want to like ask me silly little questions without asking anything that may reveal The Lore™ so as for my 3am hypothetical questions (i could only think of 3):

-are meetings mandatory/can anyone call them?🤔

-generally how do the demis fare in school (since they all have different schooling and kokichi allegedly cheats off of kaede 😭)

-[in regards to all the characters/pairings,] on a scale of most toxic to least toxic which pointy objects pairings do you think are at the ends of the scale 😭

(Ngl last question was a self-indulgent way to share my opinions LOL for most toxic I vote junko+mikan BOOOO let my girl mikan go (although idk if she's all that good from that whole betrayal thing and attempted child murder thing but still booooo THEY COULD NEVER MAKE ME HATE U MIKAN) , for most healthy I vote hmmm uhm I actually vote Maki and Kaede!!! I LOVE their communication and lore in this story this fic singlehandedly made me ship them 10× more than shuichi+kaede actually) Okay BYEEE goodnight heart emojis *LOUD SNORE* mememmemeeme

HELLOOOOOO CIDER MY BELOVED <3 as always i adore your questions and comments and you have brought me some FUN ones so here we go off beneath the cut to indulge the terminal pointy objects brainworms

(spoilers? no. but i Do do some dancing around some interesting topics. teehee)

so: godly meetings! we've heard quite a bit about them, but don't actually know that much other than: they happen when important events take place, they're meant to be kept hush-hush from mortals, and even at the best of times they're kind of a veritable shitshow with even Career Politician Kiyotaka losing his patience with how they pan out. a big group of silly characters from this series all in a group yelling at each other following big things happening.....where have i heard that before?

to answer your more specific question: theoretically anyone could call a meeting, and they definitely have in the past, but generally one of the big five gods are at the helm. in which case they are mandatory, but whether or not all of the gods (of which there are a few dozen) show up is......another issue entirely. lmfao. most of the big five rarely ever go Lmfao it's usually hajime/makoto, celeste skipped the last several for uh. Rantarou Reasons. usually only hajime Or nagito go so one of them can stay at camp. most times absences are more of an annoyance than anything but since the spear went missing (and junko started calling meetings) said absences end up with a way worse impact.

but in Normal times like i said usually hajime or nagito stay behind, and unless there's an absolute emergency one of them is always at camp to keep an eye on the kids. which includes schooling for a lot of them! and as for our year-round kids (gonta, miu, kaede, kokichi, maki, ryoma, kiibo, kaito): it's about what you'd expect. gonta does all of his work by hand while everyone else has an online schooling that hajime and chihiro set up, they take it a varyingly amount of seriously no matter what hajime and nagito tell them about university, kokichi says he just cheats off kaede but secretly they both cheat off each other. tbh most of the summer-only kids go to fancy expensive private schools because they've got (generally) the better parents; angie's the only one that doesn't because she lives on her island with sakura most of the year.

and finally: toxic yuri/yaoi rating <3 you're so real actually for this one to give your hot takes (correct) and i will always take the opportunity to go on about my characters no matter how minimal to the story they are. SO for the purposes of this ranking instead of ranking them one-by-one (i tried tbh and it was really hard :sob:) i'm gonna put them in categories, descending in order of bad -> good

messy messy this is the stuff soap operas are made of:

junko/mikan (toxic yuri of a whole different breed THUMBS DOWN)

celeste/[REDACTED] (toxic yuri: classic edition)

gundham/fuyuhiko (relatively new relationship, both incredibly dramatic, they flirt by arguing)

messy but relatively functional:

makoto/byakuya (common problem-causers amongs the gods, definite flair for the dramatic but operate usually as a unit)

hajime/nagito (married longer than practically anyone else, large amount of people rely on them and places a large amount of trust in them as a team, this drives them kind of insane however. also izuru)

touko[+syo]/komaru (very solid in their relationship however have a tendency to be terrors about their children. in syo's case a terror in general)

flourishing. unbothered. except for the obvious:

kiyotaka/mondo (intense in contrasting enough ways that they balance each other pretty well. as long as maki isn't involved)

sonia/chiaki (new relationship, they hype each other up well, still figuring out how to break the step-sibling news to kiibo and himiko)

aoi/sakura (also an ancient relationship. eternal honeymoon phase. the most Straight Chillin pair among the gods due to loophole of hina living In The Ocean while sakura lives on the island with her non-bio child)

the demigods:

tenko/himiko (middle school sweethearts. very puppy love and sweet. have never had eyes for anyone else)

kiibo/gonta (newest relationship out of the whole bunch. less than 1 day together but hardcore mutual pining for AGES. especially protective of each other)

kaede/maki (untoxic yuri for the win. also very very fresh with even LOOONGER pining oh my god. intimate deeply impactful world-altering girl best friends -> girlfriends arc FOREVER!!! still have some stuff to figure out but their bond runs down to their bones)

[ace-of-digiorno]

Live (messy) reaction to tadc ep 4

Jax breaking it accidentally lmao

ZOOBLE ROOM

Augh them and gangle are so cute,,,,,

JAX HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THE UNICORN HORN????

her catchphrase!!!

Loving how the characters are interacting so far!!!

JAX WHY HE LOOK LIKE THAT

yay Zooble!!

No Zooble!

SHIFT MANAGER WAS HER JOB AT ONE POINT????

Lmao Jax deserved

The flip phone!!!!

Are they going to help ragatha????

The sauce that makes you stupid lmao I bet that's why ragathas high

I WAS RIGHT

what the fuck

POS LOGIN - USER: SPUD - CODE: 14GAC24 (?)

gummigoo nawr

Pomnu what are U doing

NOOOOOOOOO

flirting...?

THE MASK TURNING ANGY

POMNI NO

I'm gonna cry

JAX WHY WPULD YOU SAY THAT

Aoh god

I'm so scared

Oh no gangle!!!! No!!! Lore is good but I'm so sad now!!

UM WHAT THE FUCK

WHAT IS THIS WHY AM I SCARED FOR JAX

uh oh

Ragatha lmao

SHE MISSES HER HORSES!!!

Ragatha lore????

Lol the clocks actually broken

Why is dinner purple?

I GET YOU RAGATHA #RELATABLE

Jax being normal?

Gangle...

:(((

Ooh she's not talking about it,,,,, pomni only knows how to listen,,,,,,

Oh gangle...

wait he going outside?

Car?

Zooble I love you

Gangle...

oh no

POMNI!!

[UGH NETFLIX BROKE]

:)))) but also :(((

The stars,,,,,

Gangle,,,,,

Gangle!!!!!!!

SHE THREW IT

NO NO NO

B+...

They all got it

Gangle :((

Caine...?

ZOOBLE YES!!!

:))

NO YOU DO GANGLE

No more tears,,,,

CRYINHFGGF

[nii-chans-rabiddogs]

Promotion?

TW: gun mention, choking. wrote this in an hour, based off of a dream i had lol.

@cupcakes-and-pain @kim-poce @maracujatangerine if yall wanna read <3

“Detective~ what's with the warehouse? I thought I was the villain, silly.” I called out, trotting towards Detective Gunner in the middle of the messy warehouse. Tools and papers were scattered everywhere on the floor and tables, inviting me to parkour around them, so obviously I chose the loudest route possible. 

“Guess what? Today, I went to that one cake shop, y’know, the one with the glitter? Can you believe they didn’t let me buy one? It’s not like I was ordering everything on the menu, either, I just wanted a chocolate cake with blue frosting and they said no! Like, c’mon. You steal a cake one time- hey, what’re you doing?”

“Ghost. Leave me alone, or shut up.” 

Well, that was rude. For a guy so Detective-y looking, you’d think he’d be nicer. Or polite-er.

“I mean, I know I talk alot, but that’s a bit unwarranted, ain’t it? I just got here, and you’ve been avoiding me for forever now. Wait, isn’t that Hunter? Why’re you looking at photos of Hunter? I mean, I guess he is kinda hot, but he’s the city supervillain, and you’re like, the ugliest detective here. Your personality could maybe probably sorta make up for it. I can-”

“Ghost, Fuck. Off. I’m not dealing with your shit today.” 

Damn, he practically snarled at me. Maybe I should leave him alone? But where’s the fun in that, besides, it's not like he can do much. Also I wanna help him hook up with Hunter, but how would I get Hunter’s attention? I guess I could- oh yeah, Phoenix. He knows all about Hunter. 

“I suppose I could, but only if you promise to let me help you two hook up!” I loudly stated, walking around him in my 18th circle in the five minutes we've been talking. Detective Gunner looks pretty pissy, I wonder why. Wait, those photos look like those case ones, but I don't remember him ever having access to supervillain cases. He finally got promoted? 

He finally looked up at me, and yeah, he’s an angy boi. He stomped off towards what might be a coffeemaker in the back, so I followed him. And also kicked everything I could on the way. Glancing over the table with the maybe-coffee on it, I saw more photos and case-stuff about Hunter. There’s also a box full of handcuffs, but not the super-handcuffs. Either the Detective is very into this man, or he really, really, really wants to arrest him. 

Detective Gunner just downed a whole pot of coffee like a shot, w h a t t h e f u c k. He turned and looked at me, just staring for a bit. Maybe five minutes, maybe 32 seconds, who knows? Not me! I stared back while grabbing a handful of handcuffs to mess with. I can turn these into noisemakers, oooooooohhhhh, fun. Mr. Gunner Sir very suddenly glances towards the cuffs with a very odd face that I Do Not Like.

“Detective? What’s- hey, lemme go, what’re you doing? That hurts, jeez-” I yammered, trying not to trip over all the stuff on the floor. Detective Gunner ignored me, yanking me along by my wrist to the pipes at the back wall. The cuffs in my other hand jangled with every step, and he very abruptly ripped two outta my hands, OW. Wait-

“You’re not seriously gonna cuff me up back here? It’s so lonely, I can't even see you past that oddly tall toolbox. Why do you even have a- OW, hey! That, why is that so tight, it hurts, stop!” 

Detective didn’t say anything, but he yanked my left hand out to the side and cuffed it onto the pipes too. I can feel my right hand losing blood flow already, why are these so tight? The detective was already back at the coffee desk, shoving things around like he’s looking for something in particular, which isn’t a fun thought.   Finally he pulled out a handgun, staring at it for all of 3 seconds before whipping around and grabbing some rope before storming his way through the mess between us. I don’t want him to get any closer, actually, so-

“If you could stay back that’d be great, please. That- i don’t like the look on your face, don’t, stop getting closer, I-” I yelped, yanking hard on the cuffs, cringing back into the wall. Detective isn’t supposed to be scary, why is he like this?! 

He glared at me, grabbing my chin and slamming my head back into the wall, before yanking my jaw open and- argh! I choked on the muzzle of the gun, thrashing and trying to get the damn thing out. It hurt, digging into the back of my throat, making me tear up and cough. I stared at the Detective, helpless as fuck while he looped the rope around my head and over the handle of the gun, then crossing another loop around and finally knotting it tight against the side of my face. Blinking back tears,  I tried to breathe, but I choked again on the damn gun. The detective got up and walked off like i wasn’t choking to death on a fucking handgun he shoved down my throat. I know he was angry, but i didn’t think- he never does anything, why, it hurts-

I tried to watch where he was going but the fucking tall ass toolbox blocked the way. He wasn’t just gonna leave me here, was he? I tried yanking on the handcuffs again, but they just cut into my wrist and made everything worse. Why is he so mad? 

I tried to ignore the pain, but the lack of breathing was a lot harder. I can’t even grab anything, not with how he cuffed my hands out to the sides. Pausing and focusing on not choking every other second, I tried to figure out what to do, but it was getting increasingly hard to think rationally.

“I’ll be back in a bit, Ghost, I finally got a lead. After this, HR can’t not promote me, and Hunter will be in jail. Maybe if you learn to shut the fuck up, I’ll let you go.” Detective Gunner shouted, and- wait, he can’t just leave me here, that’s not, this isn’t how it's supposed to go! He slammed the door and- and he actually just left me here. He- he left. 

Suddenly, the gun wasn’t the only thing stopping me from breathing. The panic I’m trying not to focus on just got so much louder, and the tears I've been holding back finally start to fall. He’ll be back, right? He has to, he- he has to!

[agropuff]

tell me everything abt hicktown RIGHT NOW!!!!!

WOah calm down there friend no need to pull out the capital letters and the five (5) exclamation marks! (tysm for asking abt them they're in my head 24/7 and I'm kissing u right on ur beautiful noggin)

okay, this is really hard to explain itd be easier to show but I have ZERO (0) pages done so ur gonna have to stick with me okay pleas and thank u.

Hicktown takes place in a small town in the 80s and focuses (I'm gonna switch POVs a couple thousand times so sorry in advance) on Jacob, who has just moved into said small town to live with his stepbrother Joe and him being the amazing family man he continues his fathers legacy by leaving a child by their lonesome to go party with his friends and now Jacob's on his own so he just explores this big ass house, did I mention Joe's family is rich? Remember that.

Switch POVs we're with Joe at this random party hanging out with his girlfriend (Angie) and his BFF (Eddie) on a patio (very important detail/s). Angie fucks off to who knows where and so The Boys are alone and Eddie breaks the silence with:

"Hey, I love you man but your girlfriend is kind of a freak."

Very tactful but not tactful enough so Joe displaying a very Rare W is like "Hey man that's totally not cool what you said about someone I really care about please take that back and apologise to Angie or we won't be friends anymore." (HE DOESN'T ACTUALLY SAY THIS IT INVOLVES A LOT LESS CRITICAL THINKING) so they have a big fight Joe probably calls Eddie faggot (did I mention that Eddie's gay and has internalised homophobia running through his veins and Joe knows this and also uses this against him. Wow [I PROMISE IT GETS BETTER]) so Eddie leaves and Angie comes back.

Angie can see that he's upset so she Invites Joe to go out into the woods with her to take a breather and he Accepts.

So they go out into the woods together and they talk about anything that they can think of until Angie stops Joe. They're deep into the woods now and the only thing allowing them to see is the moonlight. It's a quiet night sans the music but even then it's been drowned out from the distance. Even the quiet chittering of wildlife is gone.

A twig snapping is what breaks Joe out of his trance.

It all happens so quickly. There's a bat cracking his skull open and white hot pain is eating him alive.

Okay, I'm gonna stop here or I'm gonna spill the entire story LOL. Sorry abt how messy and jumbled this is I'm sillay. but I gotta explain their character archetypes bc it's very important!!!

Joe's character is a spin-off of the pretty boy character he's that but awful. He's built off of being pretty, rich, privileged and WHITE (sounds silly but it fr adds to his character + I get to laugh at him)

He stops being an asshole i prommy <3333

EDDIE, my sweet boy, is the #gaybestfriend (+poc) trope

eddie loves and supports joe but also has a hard time standing up for himself and articulating how he feels to ppl and kinda just goes along with what joe does. the only reason he allows this is bc they're childhood friends (and he has a big phat crush on joe) he would not take shit from anyone else but keeping up with it is definitely wearing him down :(

things get better for all o them tho I love them too much to hurt them permanently

if you read all of this holy fuck u have my heart

[yumichikah]

🖊 for Grimmjow please? If you're still doing these of course. ^^

Send “🖊” for a quick doodle of your muse!

-- A quick Grimmy for you!

[unluckyhoneybee]

Just thinking domestic stuff between bff and mick, like her arguing with him because he made a mess on the bathroom and left the wet towel on the bed lol

Part 46. Best friends to lovers. MASTERLIST.

Note: second weekend with mick on the points. I hope the guy came to stay.

You had just come home from uni to spend the weekend with Mick. He was cooking dinner in the kitchen when you arrived.

"Go and get comfy clothes. I will get everything ready"

You went to the bedroom and sat on the bed. At the instant, you felt something wet on your ass.

"Oh fuck"

You jumped and looked back.

A wet towel. You groaned. You had done a long trip by car after a long morning of lessons. The last thing you wanted was a wet bed. Which is was what you found when you lifted the towel. All its wetness was now on the soft blanket.

"Shit Mick..."

With tired steps, you went to the bathroom. Bad idea. Just when you opened the door, you found the biggest mess ever. On the floor, over the toilet, the counter... Everything was full of water. Even the mirror was covered in droplets.

"Mick Schumacher!"

Soon you heard a cautious what?

"You better come here now!"

You heard his steps and suddenly he was there looking like a scared kid.

"Care to explain what is all of this?" You were looking at him, jar arms and frowned eyebrows.

"Um..." He scratched his neck. "I forgot"

"You forgot what?"

He laughed nervously and you lift an eyebrow. Angie appeared and Mick pointed at her.

"Angie did this?"

"She helped"

The dog moved her ears.

"What happened?" you crossed your arms.

"We went for a run. She found a puddle and jumped at it. So... We took a bath"

Angie ran away when she heard the word.

"And..."

"And she scaped." Mick lookes at his feet.

"And she got water everywhere and you forgot to clean?"

"Yep"

"And somehow you forgot a towel on my side of the bed and now it's wet"

"Mhm"

"And you are gonna sleep on the couch and I will take your side."

"Mhm- What?"

"What you heard. Clean it, Schumacher."

You left the bathroom and walked down the corridor to finish the dinner. The boy was loving and cute, but he was a mess at home.

He didn't came out in long minutes. So you guess he was cleaning. You weren't angry, you were frustrated. You were tired and wanted to have dinner, watch a film and go to sleep. Now your bed was wet and the bathroom was a mess.

"Baby?"

You turned. He was standing there, timid smile on his face.

"I finished."

"Good"

He walked to you and hugged your waist.

"Would you like me to build a fort? We can sleep there."

A smile scaped you.

"I hate you"

"You don't"

He pecked your lips.

"I'm sorry I completely forgot when I went to dry her. Then I came to get the dinner ready and... You arrived."

"I caught you, naughty boy"

He laughed hard and kissed your nose again.

"I'm sorry"

"It's okay. Just go and start the fort"

He laughed like a kid and left running. He was messy, but never had made you pick up his mess.

"It's ready!"

When you went to the living room with the dinner plates, he was waiting inside the fort with the cats and the dog. This maybe wasn't what you were expecting to find at home, but it was perfect even though.

This is everything I could write today😞. Hope you like it💛

[sisitrip]

"Zago, the Wise"

@energievie and @chicanomick - this blurb is for you and for anyone else with Zago love. More under the cut.

Link to the second part here and to the third and final part here.

Warning: Unbeta'd

Further info.: This will be a short three part series. Gallavich will be featured for sure in the next two parts. Keeping these two separated is impossible lol. But, in my head, Angie quietly had a larger role in Mickey's development - whether that was being an educational font for him to draw on or being the person he felt safe enough with to discover what he preferred the most in his sexuality.

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Mickey - 16 years Old

She came back to the bedroom, drying her hands and found Mickey still naked with a little pool of drying come on his belly. 

“You spill that shit on my bed and you’re bringing me Heinekens next time, stronzo,” she warned, tossing the towel on his stomach. 

“Oh look, she’s fancy,” Mickey muttered, cleaning up. 

She pops a middle finger over her shoulder as she roots on her dresser for a joint. 

“Nobody who has to clean shit off her finger after sex would be considered fancy, Mickey. What’d I tell you about cleaning up?” She hoots as she spies a slim joint sitting amongst her bobby pins. 

“I did clean up. I took a fucking shower. I ain’t my brothers.”

“That’s for damn sure. You know Colin tried to come at me with drawers that were years from white?” 

Mickey snorts. “My fucking underwear aint exactly glowing.”

“Yeah but your underwear doesn't have a few shades of brown where there shouldn’t be. Disgustoso.”

Mickey laughs and she turns back to him, lighting up as he pulls on his shorts. 

“I'm serious, you know,” she says, leaning back against the dresser.

“You don’t gotta convince me about the brown. I live with that disgusting fuck,” Mickey says reaching for the joint and taking a hit.

“I’m not talking about Colin and his underwear, although y’all should get his ass to a clinic. He’s got rot in places that ain’t right.”

She takes the joint back, watching Mickey spin in a circle, looking around. 

“Then what Angie? And where’s my fucking shirt?”

“I'm talking about you cleaning up back there. You ain’t doing it right.”

Mickey pauses. 

“I used soap and fucking water. Last I checked, that puts me miles ahead of your usual guys, Ang.”

“Yeah, but that only gets the outside clean - your shirts under the side table - I’m talking about the inside.” 

Mickey’s kneels, reaching past dust bunnies for his t-shirt. 

“The fuck you talking about inside for? Whatever’s in there is gonna eventually come out anyway.” 

She gets up and gives him a soft kick with her bare foot. 

“No stupid. If you’re gonna fuck like that, you gotta clean the inside. Keeps it from being messy.”

Mickey gets up quick, face red and working.

“Who’s gonna be fucking like that? Huh?” He yanks on his t-shirt and starts pacing in front of her window, an old trick to make sure he’s seen from the street. She rolls her eyes.

“Today was the first time you came and that only happened because I shoved two fingers in your ass.” She takes another hit and climbs onto the bed, laying back to blow out the smoke.

Mickey viciously cracks his knuckles. 

“So what? Iggy used to funnel beer in his ass and that shit don’t make him gay.”

“I didn’t say you were gay,” she says quietly, looking at the ceiling. “But, even if that’s your thing, I don’t give a shit. Sex is sex. As long as you and that person agree to whatever, it’s all good.”

She takes another hit, playing with her bra strap. She doesn’t know if Mickey’s gonna storm out or stay and try to convince her of his almighty straightness. What he does instead surprises her.

Mickey walks around the other side of the bed and sits, head sitting stiffly on his neck, knee bouncing. He holds out two fingers and she slots the joint between them, waiting to see what he’ll say.

“Ain’t no way you can clean up inside,” he says doubtfully.

She very carefully keeps the smile out of her voice when she answers. She’s had this conversation twice before with different men, and the disbelief for newbies is always the same.

“Sure you can. It’s like rinsing out a bottle a few times.”

Mickey lays down stiffly next to her, handing back the joint.

“I’m not sticking a bottle up my ass.”

“Nozzle.”

“What?”

“You’d stick a nozzle up there. It’s attached to a bulb and-”

“You ain’t making any fuckin’ sense Angie. A light bulb and a nozzle?”

She allows herself a small smile. 

“A rubber squeeze bulb with a nozzle on the tip of it to squirt water inside you. That’s what helps clean you out.”

“But, where does the water-” 

“Hold on.”

“How much goes in-”

“Wait.”

“Do you shake your butt like you’re swirlin-”

“Mickey!” 

Laughing, she slaps the back of her hand on his stomach. 

“If you’ll shut the fuck up, I’ll tell you. Jesus.”

She gets up, grabbing her phone from the dresser and a credit card she was sure has at least fifty bucks left on it.

She flops onto her stomach next to Mickey and pulls up the Amazon app. 

“Fuck you doin’?” Mickey asks, rolling over onto his stomach to look at her phone. 

“One, I know you ain’t got a cellphone that you didn’t steal,” she says as she searches. “Two, you can’t walk into a store around here looking to get this shit.” She finds the blue bulb kit and puts it in her cart along with lube, and fiber supplements. “And three, you can’t have this sent to your house if you wanna keep those bunny teeth of yours.”

Mickey turns a deep red and plucks at her comforter before bumping her with his shoulder. 

“Why're you doing this?” he murmurs, not looking at her.

She could give him a few reasons, all of them true. 

He’s sweet where it counts. 

He’s never tried to hit her. Not once.

He’s got a daddy that could be a twin to her father.

Instead, she gives the one reason Mickey could swallow right now.

“Because … nobody ever helped me.”

Mickey finally looks at her, soft blue eyes large and confessing things she’s sure he doesn’t want known. 

With a blink, Mickey nods once. 

“Thanks.”

“Shut up,” she says affectionately. “Now pay attention because it’s your ass, literally, that’s on the line.”

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Notes:

*Stronzo - Asshole

**Disgustoso - Disgusting

[moonshotsx]

so, i've had this idea floating around for a while and after last night, i got inspired and i thought i'd give it a shot 💞 (also adding the new idea for camgeria that popped up in my mind this morning lol)

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Bosco was putting the finishing touches on the last floral arrangement they had planned.

The brunette had become friends with that particular client, the red hair and the British accent were quite hard to miss.

"All good to go, Cam," they set down the arrangement on the counter, "Are you finally going to tell me for who these are or you're keeping the suspense?" they teased as the older woman took out her wallet.

"Mummy's got a crush on Miss Angie! Mummy and Miss Angie sitting under a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g!"

The curly red-haired five-year-old giggled from behind her mom's frame, capturing Bosco's attention.

Camden blushed at the mention of her daughter's very kind and very attractive teacher, "Behave, Maxine," she warned her but failed to sound stern enough.

"Who's Miss Angie, kiddo?"

"My new teacher! She's very pretty and has a funny accent, mummy really likes her accent!"

Bosco leaned forward as they rest their elbows on the counter, "Is that so? Do you think she'll like these flowers, Max?"

"I think Miss Angie will like anything mummy gives her," she shrugged her shoulders as if it was obvious the two women were made for each other.

"That's enough oversharing for this afternoon, love!" Camden handed over the surprisingly light arrangement for Maxine to hold, "How much do I owe you?"

"I'll do 80$ for you... only if you keep me updated with this little crush of yours, Miss Camden," they gave the little girl a wink, getting a giggle out of her.

"Can't make any promises! Say goodbye, dear," Camden prompted her daughter who simply waved back at the florist.

"Bye, Miss Bosco!"

The brunette couldn't contain a smile at how Maxine had addressed them, "See ya, little demon, be good to your mom!"

Bosco watched the duo disappear out of the shop before they went back to cleaning up the store and getting ready to close.

Just five minutes before they were supposed to close, the brunette heard the front door open.

They were about to tell whoever came in that they were closed but when they turned around, Bosco stopped dead in their tracts.

A blonde who looked not a day older than 21 was standing awkwardly by the door.

Behind a pair of glasses, her pretty green eyes were slightly puffed up as if she had just stopped crying not long ago. Her hair was up in a messy bun, some wild strands falling on her shoulders.

"What the hell happened to you?"

Bosco let out before they could filter their words.

"I... I had another fight with my dad, he doesn't... approve of me being me and I had to get out of there," the hoarseness in her voice checked out with what she was saying, "You're not closed, are you? I don't want to bother you if it's already too late but this was the first shop I saw after getting out of the subway, hell, I don't even know which stop I got out at-"

Her endless rambling prompted Bosco to grab one of the tissue they kept by the counter and to walk towards her, noticing their height difference - it made her look even more small and sad.

They offered it to her, the blonde eagerly taking it as she started to dry off the new batch of tears.

"I'm sorry about what happened but I don't know what you want me to do to help you, I'm just a florist..." they scratched their head, something inside them wanted to help that poor girl out, "What's your name?"

It took her a few moments before replying as if she was trying to figure out if she could trust Bosco. They caught her staring at the few small colorful pride decorations made out of flowers.

"Jasmine," she finally let out, "My name is Jasmine"

"Alright then, Jasmine," Bosco smiled at her, "Tell me what I can do for you?"

Jasmine bit her lower lip as she thought, "I would like to buy a flower for myself," she replied, her voice more secure albeit still shaking slightly, "I want to feel pretty," she admitted with her head low, so quietly that Bosco would have missed if they weren't standing right next to her.

"You're beautiful," they replied honestly, catching Jasmine by surprise, her green eyes wide as her head shot up to meet Bosco's eyes.

"You think so?"

Bosco nodded, they could see their younger self in Jasmine, lonely and scared - misunderstood by the people who were supposed to protect them. They felt the need to look after her, even if they had barely known for a couple of minutes.

"C'mon to the counter with me, I'm making you the best flower bouquet you can imagine," Bosco offered their hand for Jasmine to take.

For once, the brunette didn't mind staying overtime at the flower shop.

[cblgblog]

Love your cover photo and avatar. Are you excited for Dr Strange 2? What cameos do you think there’ll be? I’m holding for a Cap! Carter and skinny Steve (a girl can dream), but I realize that probably won’t happen. Also, I don’t really understand the dislike of Daniela Sousa. If he changed, would you like PeggySous, or do you just prefer steggy? -Your friendly neighborhood anon

Hi, thanks for the message!

I am excited for the movie, much more because of Wanda than Strange, personally. If I get a Captain Carter appearance, I can die happy no matter what the rest of the movie does, lol. Others that I’d love but aren’t holding my breath for? Some of the X-men, either OG or McAvoy bunch (though OG would make me much happier). I’d give up a kidney to see Wanda with any version of Magneto. Not one of my kidneys, but from someone I really, really didn’t like.

As for Daniel. I ship Steggy hardcore. I ship Cartinelli hardcore. I went into the show thinking nothing they could pull would make me feel anything like my Steggy love…but then Angie happened. And then they took her away in season 2, almost entirely. So, that being the case, Peggysous was never gonna be my go-to. At the same time, I understood the appeal, and I didn’t actively dislike it until season 2. There were a couple reasons for that.

The pacing of their relationship confused me almost immediately. Season 1 left them in a good place. No more lies, he very capably helped Peggy defeat the bad guys. Or girl, because, Dottie, who is also awesome, anyway. They had a couple of sweet moments between them, and then he asks her out. To which she doesn’t even say no, she just says not today, maybe another time, she already has plans. But if she wasn’t interested at all…she’s Peggy. She would find a way to communicate that to him, even in a let him down easy way. She didn’t do that. Peggysous ended the season in a good place, they’re not going out today, but the door’s open.

And then season 2 happened, and I got confused. Suddenly Daniel’s run off to LA because Peggy rejected him? Or something? He can’t even return her calls? There’s all this weird tension and messiness between him and Peggy? I know that they actually did skip ahead a year, but my God, did I feel that. I felt like I’d missed an entire season’s worth of material. They went from the door being open to a first date, to Daniel moving to the other side of the country to lick his wounds and get away from her. And to this day—mind you I’ve barely rewatched because I really, really don’t like season 2—I’m confused about that. Did Daniel and Peggy go on those dates and try a thing and it didn’t work out? Because if that’s the case, I need to hear more about that, about what happened and why. Or, are they saying that she just never had a date with him at all, and for that reason, he had to move across country and stop speaking to her entirely? I really, really hope it wasn’t the second option, because if it was, that just makes me dislike season 2 Sousa on a whole new level.

So yeah, the big thing is that I literally felt like I missed a season’s worth of material there, and the show never bothered to fill in the gaps, so Peggysous went from not my cuppa, but I get the appeal to just, what is even happening?

The second thing is Daniel’s writing in season 1 versus season 2. He always had a bit of chauvinism in him as far as how he saw Peggy and what he felt he should be around her. Anyone who wants to argue that, see the, ‘the girl on the pedestal, turned to a daft whore’ line. He always felt the need to step in and protect her, see the first ep when he calls out some of the guys for talking smack and she tells him she didn’t need the help. Now, the protective thing in itself isn’t bad. It makes sense for him as a character, and that first showing of it was not bad. The dichotomy between him being protective of her and crushing on her versus him being the only one to even suspect she’s up to something? That was super interesting. He was smart there.

Season 2, he starts off being rude to Peggy, essentially punishing her for his own hurt feelings. Which is a very human thing to do, and might’ve made more sense to me if the last thing we saw between them wasn’t her giving him a gentle raincheck on a date. Again, that shift being as huge as it was without real explanation never sat well with me. Then, because season 2 was bizarrely more interested in love triangles than spycraft, there’s Violet. His fiancé, who got such a raw deal in all of this, and then just disappeared. And when she did, Daniel/the show continued to play it off like it was Peggy’s fault somehow, when Daniel was the one who got into a relationship when he clearly wasn’t over her.

And that protectiveness/hint of understandable chauvinism? Inexplicably, so much worse in season 2. You see it in the ep where he and Peggy argue about bringing Rose on a mission (actually the Rose part of that scene was glorious, I’ll give the writers that). He’s essentially no, we can’t take Rose, she’s a girl, she’s not capable, to the point where Peggy compares him to Thompson. And then Rose casually beats a dude up in the background and that was awesome, but I digress.

By that point in the series, he really didn’t have an excuse to be so resistant to the idea of women on the field. He knows firsthand that Peggy can handle herself, he’s seen what Dottie can do, so it’s not like Peggy’s the only one. He himself was constantly underestimated because of the leg, though he showed multiple times that he could handle himself too. You’d think that as someone else who’s written off as useless/unfit for the hard stuff, he’d have more understanding for Peggy’s situation.

Also just, I hate that scene where he finds out in the first or second ep of the season—don’t remember which sorry—that Peggy’s missing. The Daniel I expected from season 1 would’ve been shaken up for a moment, then stuffed that down and got to work on finding her. This Daniel—knowing Peggy’s gone and every second could be life or death—pauses to yell and scream and tantrum around his office, smash some things with his crutch.

First of all, it’s such a cliché move. We’ve seen guys go off like that so many times. Hell, Bruce does it in Endgame after Nat, but at least he wasn’t doing it on a ticking clock, he lost it because they’d already failed Nat. Daniel’s reaction—given that ticking clock and the fact he’s supposed to be in charge of this outfit—was just, I just hate it, personally. Like the love triangles and so much else in season 2, it was cliché and unnecessary. Like, if you must, if you as writers can't find a more original way to show his feelings for Peggy than having him smash things? Do it after. After the danger's passed, have him go somewhere and shake and show his feelings of relief and terror and frustration overwhelming him after the job is done and he has time to breathe/time for everything to hit him. That could've been interesting. As written, it just comes off as a dumb move from someone who shouldn't be in charge if this is what he does in front of his employees when things go bad.

So, yeah. You asked if I’d like Daniel better if he’d changed. He did change for me, in season 2, and that’s why I ended up actively disliking him. They took all of his worst character traits, the ones that made him realistically flawed in season 1, and just amped those up to 300% in season 2. There was less of him showing his intelligence and capabilities, more of him being sulky and jealous and it just, it didn’t hit for me, at all.

[crystalirises]

High-intelligence-low-wisdom Fundy being oblivious to pissy jealous Dream. Fundy getting admired for his redstone (as he deserves) and possible getting flirted with playfully while Dream stalks in the background.

I just want others to see how smart fundy is and dream being jealous :)

Oooooohhhhhh yessssss. Jealous Dream is so gooodd. Fundy also being so oblivious to the fact that people are flirting with him too but knowing that something is going on with Dream yet he can't tell what the problem is.

Anyway, I don't know if this was a prompt or something but I made a short (God only knows if this could be considered short XD) drabble for this idea. Although it's sad jealous Dream instead of angy Dream... Well... He a little angy. Still, this idea made my day! :D thank you!

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Dream leaned back against the tree, leaves sticking out of his messy blonde hair as he desperately wiped at the furious tears that ran down his cheeks. His heart ached and cracked at the thought of his fiancé, a piece of him knowing that he was being irrational... But he couldn't help but worry. He had neglected his Admin duties for the day as he tried to find his fox, and found him he did. Dream had spent half his morning picking flowers while scouring through the Essempy to find where Fundy had ran off to. It took a few hours, a large bouquet already in his hands by the time he found his star. Fundy was surrounded by a few people, most of them gazing at the intricate contraption that Fundy had constructed. It was no secret that the fox hybrid had skill unrivaled by anyone in the Essempy - asides from maybe Tubbo or Sam - so he wasn't surprised to find people gawkinng at his fiancé's invention. If anything, he felt pride as they complimented Fundy on his phenomenal talent... But then someone said something that made him freeze. Dream hoped Fundy would ignore it... But the fox hybrid laughed - he laughed - and responded.

Dream ran a hand through his hair, groaning as blades of grass and leaves fell onto his lap. He didn't know how long he had spent listening to those strangers talk and flirt, having chosen to hide behind a building, flowers clutched to his chest as he listened to their laughs of amusement. He had hoped that Fundy would stop and look over at his direction, would spare him a single glance, but he never did. The fox hybrid soaked up all the praise that was tossed his way and Dream couldn't blame him. Fundy deserved the high praises they wreathed upon him. Dream had taken a look at the flowers in his hands, some of them wrinkling and withering as the seconds ticked by. He winced as he realized Fundy might not appreciate the flowers... Remembering the last he had tried giving him flowers only to accidentally mutter George's name. George and Sapnap had laughed at his mistake for a week. It wouldn't have been good to give Fundy flowers, the praises he was getting were much more valuable than what he'd gotten him. Dream felt ashamed for even thinking that Fundy would like flowers that he had randomly picked from the fields.

He had fled after hearing another flirty comment. Dream trusted Fundy but he didn't want to stay any longer than he already had. It burned to hear such compliments, especially when he knew he hadn't been all that affectionate when it came to showering his fiancé with compliments... When was the last time he'd even spoken to Fundy? Dream sighed, propping his head against his knees. He couldn't remember.

"Hey, babe." He nearly jumped at the sudden voice that broke through the silence, his gaze snapping to face a familiar pair of golden-flecked brown eyes. Fundy snickered, amused by Dream's startled reaction. "Thought I saw you stalking me today... Were you crying?"

"Allergies." He heard Fundy move to sit beside him, a hand on his cheek as Fundy traced the teartracks that Dream hadn't managed to get rid of. Fundy made a small noise of distrust, curling closer towards him before wrapping his arms around Dream's shoulders. Dream leaned into Fundy's hold, glad to just be there with the man he loved before Fundy began to interrogate him. "You know the season has shifted and there's more pollen in the air than there was before. It doesn't help that—"

"Dream, you don't get sick." Fundy giggled, burying his face in the crook of Dream's neck which sent goosebumps down his skin. Dream reached to tangle his hair into those ginger curls, carefully petting the tip of Fundy's ears as if to assure himself that Fundy was right beside him. His heart had stopped hammering, the sick feeling of jealousy melting away as he reminded himself that Fundy was there beside him. "What's got you so upset, babe? You know you can talk to me, right? I can't have my fiancé be crying in the middle of nowhere, can I?"

"Don't worry about me, Funds. It's stress, this time I'm telling the truth." Fundy peered up at him, tail wrapping around Dream's waist as though to keep Dream from running away. The fox hybrid frowned, gaze fixed on Dream's bright green eyes that held something Dream was sure Fundy couldn't quite name. It had been a mistake to move his mask away from his face, it left Dream vulnerable to his fiancé's ever-shifting eyes. Dream can only sigh in relief as Fundy finally looked away, choosing to settle his head back onto Dream's shoulder. For all the fox hybrid's intelligence, he was never quite as good when it came to understanding people. Dream couldn't tell Fundy about how he felt, couldn't bring himself to ruin the blissful moment they both were currently sharing. He'd come out as clingy, desperate if he even mentioned an inkling of the jealousy he felt. Dream was terrified of how Fundy would react to that admission. Would he mock him for being so insecure? Would he be outraged that Dream would think so lowly of him? Of the people who wanted nothing more than to compliment Fundy on his skills? Dream couldn't ruin that. He couldn't ruin his relationship because he was too afraid of being alone to get over himself. "I love you, Funds. I love you so much. You know that, right?"

"I love you too, Dream." He could hear the exasperation in Fundy's voice, his tone reminiscent of the times where Dream would apologize to Fundy about the fact that he wouldn't be able to spend the night with him because of the amount of paperwork he had to do. When Dream didn't respond as he usually did, he felt Fundy tense up beside him. Fundy hadn't moved from his spot, but he knew that Dream was hiding something, something he couldn't quite bring himself to say. Dream's heart picked up, scared that Fundy would choose to leave. "I love you, Dream. I do. If you couldn't tell, I chose you, didn't I?"

Fundy moved his hand to grasp Dream's, the engagement ring twinkling underneath the sunlight as Fundy raised their clasped hands. Dream's gaze softened as he looked at the ring. Jealousy be damned. Fundy loves him. That he didn't doubt.

"And... I'll be here." Fundy gave him a small smile. "Once you've find your courage. I'll be here to listen, okay?"

Dream smiled despite himself, "Okay."

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Lol this was not short *gets bonked*

But sorry anon if you didn't want a drabble XD. I didn't know how to respond to this so... Have a drabble XD. And ye... Tis sad Dream times. He angy but he also sad. Fundy doesn't know why but hopefully Dream tells him sometime.

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Can you tell us a bit about Elliot? He's so pretty ❤

Sure!! I really need to sit down and organize info about my oc's somewhere ;v; I used to have a toyhou.se but is that even a thing anymore? I have a personal discord where I dump info abt my oc's, but having somewhere more public and organized would be nice too, bc rn I just kinda sit on them and spit art out every so often. I also want to develop them more as I feel like I get really focused on their designs and certain aspects of their personality and backstory w/o fully fleshing out them as a character and the overall story ^^; I'll put the info under the cut:

Eliot is a kid with a lot of pent up anger and resentment towards the world and his family. Think peak teenage angst/angy boy. The song "Boys Will Be Bugs" by cavetown is like. a perfect song for him honestly, he's pretty wrapped up in that whole toxic masculinity that a lot of teenage boys go through. Throughout his story he ranges from like 15ish to adulthood, but I usually draw him as a kid.

He's very short, just under 5ft, and is insecure about it. He wears platform sneakers most of the time to compensate for it. He's very irritable and not good at controlling his temper, so he's not friendly with most people. He has a complicated relationship with his older sister who he holds a grudge against, although they were close when they were younger. Before leaving home, he was a pretty pure and good natured kid. Trauma will do that to u ig!!!!

At school he hangs out with the delinquent crowd and he spent a few years living somewhat rough and on the streets despite being from a well off family. He was always the odd one out in his family, as he was the child of an affair. He often stays out late and picks fights whenever someone pisses him off, which you can imagine is very easy to achieve. He's not very strong, being small, but he's pretty fast and uses his petite nature to his advantage, jumping around and using momentum (I've been watching Tokyo Revengers recently and Mikey's fighting style is actually pretty similar to what I imagine LOL). He often picks fights he cant win though bc of his temper, so he ends up with injuries a lot. Eliot hates sweet things and prefers bitter and sour candy. He drinks his coffee black and insists he likes it that way (but its a taste he forcefully acquired bc he thought it would make him "cooler". he doesnt even like coffee that much.) He's pretty tsundere, he gets embarrassed and blushes easily but deflects it with anger. He always has messy hair, which runs in the family. He has a very specific idea of what is "cool" and not, but it often deviates from the norm, meaning he has a shit sense of fashion. He likes graphic tees with stupid phrases/images on them. Because he now lives with his sister, she often picks out clothes for him so his casual clothes can often be feminine. Despite having issues with toxic masculinity, he actually has no qualms about wearing "girl" clothing, and he's also gay. he has a bf who is my friend's oc, but when they initially met they clashed a lot. oh and he likes ear piercings a lot ssdKSDF i think thats probably enough infodumping abt him for now, i hope you feel like you know him a bit better now! i'd like to tell his story more one day, im just not sure how yet :,)