#Okay but like. They are SO The Bird Song coded

[wow-its-four]

Random burst of love and affection for Q Pick

[kindest-little-fella-in-town]

my friend sent me the original meme and i knew what i had to do

[voidartisan]

Anyway. Survived another semester. So. Star Wars characters as things my friends, professors, and classmates have said (plus a few things i've overheard on campus). two for the price of one bc in spring I forgor

Echo: Fives! GO!

Fives: NO! It's a free country!

Fives: *starts singing Republic anthem*

Echo: you can't sing the national anthem and BE A COWARD!!!

Ahsoka: Maybe they just really wanted there to be a gay weasel

Barriss: Hello. We were just talking about how my grandma's dog has a foot fetish

Sabine, in a class discussing ancient Egyptian art: Okay, don't hate me for this question, but, in the movie The Mummy---

Anakin: I didn't hit him that hard!

Obi-Wan: YOU BROKE HIS NOSE.

Omega: How’d you get those washboard abs, grandma?

Rex: I'd never say anything like that to you on purpose. You're like a daughter to me.

Echo: Thank you

Kanan: I watched two squirrels fighting in the middle of the street this morning. Kinda gave me Hector and Achilles

Din Djarin: WHO IS THIS BABY?

Rex: WHO DID YOU MARRY????

Luke: OH! I got t-boned to this song! :D

Kanan: Thou art the bomb dot com

Hound, dreamily: I want my ashes tested for narcotics

Thorn: They got a dried llama fetus. From Bolivia

Thire: Not the llama fetus

Jesse: Do you eat the cherry pits?

Kix: No? I'm pretty sure those have cyanide in them.

Jesse: *slowly removes cherry pit from mouth*

Obi-Wan: You'd think that with my very high reading level I would have figured that out sooner

Ahsoka: I mean, Yoda's made it that long

Barriss: Okay, but he's filled with happiness and good thoughts. I'm filled with bitterness and ibuprofen.

Ahsoka: This is why we have repentance and insurance

Cody, speaking to a spider in the shower: First of all, you're a pervert

Wooley, awake at 1 am: Next time, we should do drugs

Ezra: I thought I was about to have my Snow White moment, but instead, I almost got rabies

Leia: I'm trying to tell a story, and you're BOOGIEING

Hunter: I like where I am.

Phee: Surrounded by girls?

Hunter: No. Dirt.

Ventress: Give that man some cleavage

Riyo: When I say I've got that dog in me, it's Snoopy

Crosshair: If I was a bird, I would be homicidal

Luke: They made him straight. And SAD.

Wrecker: I don't need you to tell me what to do, number man!

Quinlan: Hear me out---

Luminara: You are NOT allowed to say that

Anakin: Arsonists are easy to catch. They leave a bunch of evidence.

Ahsoka: Like fire?

Anakin: Like fire.

Anakin, to Obi-Wan: You like blondes so blond that you can't tell if they have receding hairlines or not

Leia: I have no moral code when it comes to my father.

Hunter: I just love you, okay?

Crosshair: Okay.

Hunter: And I'm gonna slap you in the face the next time I see you.

Phee: They de-'tismed my boy

Fives, singing weakly, laying the wrong way on a mattress, with his legs up against the wall and head and arms hanging off the edge: 🎶H-O-T-T-O-G-O, you can take me hot to go~🎶

Anakin: *shows Ahsoka a clip of the Grinch*

Ahsoka: How did they get live footage of you?

Obi-Wan: What were you saying?

Quinlan: I forgot

Obi-Wan: I know; I was just asking out of courtesy

Luke: A FULL rye chip?! Alms for the poor!

Ventress: Hold on, he's gonna do the slutty cape wave again

Rig Nema: He died of a pulmonary embolism

Kix: Happens to the best of us

Ezra: Should I have known that talking in a spoon in my mouth would make it fall? PROBABLY. But what if this ONE TIME it was DIFFERENT

Hera, abruptly: I need to start listening to more ABBA

Tech: I'm too weird and I need to get weirder.

Obi-Wan: Dead husband. With cancer. At least it's in a nice font.

Satine: Hmm. No.

Obi-Wan: I'm sorry, would it be easier to break the news in Times New Roman?

Phee: I am a very patient woman in terms of patience

Fives: *hands Tup his toast in order to take a picture of Jesse lying next to the trashcan*

Fives: *takes picture*

Fives: *holds out hand* Toast me

Padme: He can make that Perry the Platypus noise- and I think that's hot, by the way-

Echo: I’m going to commit a crime if I have to move these gnomes again

Kanan: My gym skills are akin to a headless chicken attempting hopscotch

[martyrlamb]

✶  let the light in  /  leon kennedy

pairing:  leon kennedy x gn!reader

summary:  early mornings are hard and leon loves you.

tags:  sfw, fluff, a bit of angst when leon thinks about his life, no use of y/n, complete self indulgence i want to wake up next to him, cuddling, kissing, established relationship, any time period leon!!, leon being clingy and adorbs, leon is absolutely whipped for you

note:  ummm title based off the lana song. it’s so waking up and being all soft and cuddly in bed with ur s/o coded and i know leon is so clingy on the mornings he has off so that’s what i wrote :P enjoy

word count: 1.3k

He’s used to sleepless nights and early mornings.

Been used to them. Leon lived in a group home, kids got loud before breakfast—incessant laughter and whines of hunger he couldn’t tune out by smothering his ears in the fabric of his pillow. Training had a rigid schedule he couldn’t get past even if he tried. 

Falling asleep was harder than it looked, and he spent most nights staring at the back of his eyelids wishing he could fade away from consciousness. Every creak of the floorboards made him jolt and the wind that whistled through a crack in the window frame produced cold, clammy hands. 

When he did float off to dreamland, he usually didn’t last very long. 

The last few hairs on his dad’s head. A string of pearls snapped on the floor. His mom’s manicured hand, stained with blood. Every set of eyes he’s ever known going dull. Losing himself. Desperately—desperately holding onto something solid for dear life. It’s all there, and it plays over like freeze frames of a movie.

He pretends it doesn’t stick. There are no bad dreams he’s startled himself awake from, he doesn’t shake like the alley strays in the middle of winter under his blankets, his skin is not damp with sweat.

He knows the routine when he wakes up: lie there until he isn’t allowed anymore. Only, when he opens his eyes all heavy and groggy, unable to shake the itchy sleep deprivation from his tear ducts, he’s with you.

You, with that peaceful expression of yours while your head rests against the pillow. Your chest rises and falls in soft hills under the bit of blanket Leon hadn’t managed to steal during the night. He traces the bridge of your nose with the shadow of his finger; he thinks about counting the number of eyelashes that ring your pretty eyes so he never forgets the shape.

It’s tooth-achingly sappy, and it makes him feel like that giddy kid late for his first day as a police officer again. A little brighter, a little more saturated. Before he saw the worst parts of the world—at least on mornings like these.

Between work and the general hustle and bustle of life, he doesn’t get many of them. A crime, if you ask him.

Sunlight filters through the crack in the curtains that you picked out. It’s peering over the horizon and it beats down in streams on the bed and makes a silhouette of your face. You’re backlit like something angelic. God, he’s getting poetic but he can’t help it; you’re you and you’re in his life, so yeah, it’s innate in every way possible.

He takes it in: the birds chittering through the screen of the window that you always leave open an inch, the squeak of the old fan he pulled from storage as it oscillates, your warm skin against his. Leon’s room isn’t very picturesque (your doing; when he started seeing you, your things began to crop up everywhere and now they’re strewn about the apartment alternating: yours, his, yours, his.), but he thinks this morning could be put in the Louvre.

You stir in your sleep and Leon goes still, watching your breathing as it speeds up. He doesn’t want it to end yet.

Okay. Leon might be the villain for this, but he rolls right back over, partially on top of you, and puts his head on your chest with one of his arms draped over your stomach. When he hears the gentle thrum of your heartbeat, he shuts his eyes and pretends to sleep. 

Words that fade to nothing escape your mouth in a sigh as you squint yourself awake. He can picture the face you’re making right now: all bleary-eyed and softly disgruntled, the slight furrow of your brows as you regain consciousness. He’s seen it a thousand times, and he’s going to see it a million more if fate wills it. 

You struggle under his weight to check your phone and he can tell you’re moving as slow as possible so you don’t wake him. Something about no good deed going unpunished—he’s not planning on going anywhere anytime soon even if he could for the sake of your mobility. 

When you place your phone on the nightstand again, it’s a bit more aggressive, a bit rougher, and you grumble. Must be work. Your fingertips creep up and palm at Leon’s hair gently, an attempt to coax him awake that doesn’t work. His breathing stills, and he listens to you whisper his name sweetly into his ear.

“I know you’re up, Leon,” you mumble finally, he can hear the smile in your voice.

Damn, caught. He doesn’t budge. 

You continue, stroking his hair with one hand snaked behind his head. “I have to go to work.”

With his gig up, he merely buries his face in the crook of your neck and inhales like it would somehow attach you to him. The hairs on his arms rise when he catches the smell of your shampoo. You giggle and squirm under him from the sensation. His name falls from your lips in a playful complaint, dragging out the last syllable. 

Leon can feel the vibration of your throat and he smiles against your skin. Shhh… he thinks when he peppers kisses along your collarbone. You’re ticklish under his feather-light arsenal and you laugh, grabbing the sides of his face to tilt his head up slightly to look at you. Your hands are soft and warm and he could probably draw out your fingerprints from memory by now, but he still relishes the feeling like he’ll forget at any moment.

“I have to go,” you insist, your thumb strokes circles on his cheek when he starts on your waist. There’s no real urgency in your tone.

He groans and lets his head fall forward, forehead against your chin. “No.”

“You don’t know how much I want to stay.” Your reply is wistful; considerate—he’s got you right where he wants you.

“Then stay,” he mutters quietly, and he looks up, glancing at you through his lashes. Bingo. He watches your persistence dissolve on your tongue. 

“What about work?”

“Call in sick.”

You hum in response, a cute little tone that means nothing in the long run. Your mind is already made up, Leon can see it in your eyes, but you like to pretend to put up a fight for responsibility’s sake. 

“Oh, fine,” you finally reply and snatch your phone from the nightstand. It only takes a few minutes for you to finish tapping on the tiny keys and when you do, you discard it and rake your fingers through Leon’s hair.

The sensation of your nails against his scalp sends goosebumps down each column of his spine and he shuts his eyes, leaning his head on your shoulder. You simper when you say, “You’re a terrible influence.”

“I’ve been told.” It comes out more like a sigh.

You press a kiss to the crown of his head, a small, loving movement that might have brought him to tears a few years ago. It was so plain and domestic, a type of subtle affection he’d never had the privilege of experiencing until he met you. He thought it wasn’t real for the longest time, something of romance novels and shitty rom-coms, but you made it so easy. You made everything so easy.

He wraps his other arm around your waist and rolls both of you over, him on his back and you on top of him. You laugh his name, tangled in a mess of blankets and limbs as you wrap your arms around his neck. He presses a kiss to the crown of your head, now, and he hopes it feels the same for you as it did to him. 

A ray of sun beats against his eyelids, enveloping the darkness in an obnoxious white light. Bah. Leon can’t even find it in himself to complain; he loves you. He’s in this bed, and you’re in this bed and he loves you so much he can’t think of anything else. 

[fairyhaos]

seventeen and which mythical beings they are

requested by @mesanthropi ^^ physically held myself back from going on rants for shua's and hao's and jeonghan's pls (iykyk)

masterlist

seungcheol

vampire. formidable, mysterious vampire seungcheol from a powerful family name who lives in a huge, ominous castle and somehow manages to make sucking blood look sexy… shakes he's so fine oh my god. honestly vampire!cheol with glowing red eyes and an intimidating presence and the most smug fucking smirk in the world is such a vibe, and he also has the whole “i was born centuries and centuries ago” old hag thing down to an art

jeonghan

siren. specifically a mermaid-type siren that lives in the sea and has a pretty iridescent tail. water-dwelling being jeonghan just makes so much sense to me bc he has their fluidity and their peaceful and their mischief and also??? jeonghan with a shimmery mermaid tail and captivating siren voice???? i'd willingly drown myself for him actually, siren song be damned. he has the silvery voice of a siren and the ethereal looks to be one fr

joshua

wood nymph. bambi-eyed wood nymph joshua who communicates with the birds and tends to his forest and has flowers weaved in his hair and stars embedded around his eyes… the nymph!joshua obsession is Real guys and i am definitely a victim of it. curly haired joshua is just sooo wood nymph coded and i can see him as some soft-spoken, pretty being who lives in a birch tree and guides stray travellers when they get lost in his woods

junhui

witch junhui with his black cat familiar and his dented cauldron and his cottage in the middle of the forest!! witch junhui with his mini apothecary and his goofy-sounding spells and his eyebrow permanently half-singed bc his enchantments keep backfiring!! witch junhui with his soft spoken words and bright laugh and total kindness to everyone who happens upon his home!! witch junhui is so so dear to me and he really is just. a witchy little dude

hoshi

shapeshifter. does this idea feed into his furry agenda a bit too much? yeah, it kinda does, but oh my god just imagine tiger shapeshifter hoshi who's part human but can turn into a large, big-fanged and bold-striped tiger at a moment's notice. he really just genuinely gives shapeshifter vibes, and every year he schedules one week where he'll traipse off into the nearest mountains and blow off some steam in his tiger form for seven days

wonwoo

dragon. okay so this is kinda not a humanoid mythical being, but wonwoo is soooo big friendly dragon coded. i can imagine him as a large, red scaly dragon, snoozing atop his massive hoard of gold in a secluded cave in the forest, little wisps of smoke coming out of his nostrils as he snores contentedly. that doesn't mean he can't be scary if he wants to tho, and can burn down any puny humans who try to steal his hoard in the blink of an eye

woozi

demigod. part-god woozi is just such a vibe okay, and he rlly does give off a hercules-type feel, where he can do inhuman things and seems almost untouchable in his awesomeness, even though he's right there in front of you. and he has a hatred of the gods and a mild tolerance for humans but at the end of the day, he appreciates and loves both for all that they do. (also in a percy jackson demigod sense, he is totally an apollo's kid and no i don't make the rules) 

minghao

fae. y'all know how far my fairy minghao agenda runs by now and like ??? can you blame me ???? the idea of sassy smol hao with fairy wings and a squeaky voice is cute and all, but also i just think he fits the idea of the entire tall, mysterious fae folk really well too. with his pointy fae ears and his shrewd gaze and his ability to say half-truths and riddles and give sage advice about how to live your life all at once, he really is very much a fae-like person. 

mingyu

some sort of demon. he's so loud and bright and kind that, despite his huge presence and glowing eyes and the horns protruding out of his mess of fluffy hair, you don't even register that he's some dangerous, hellish creature before something happens and he just snaps, the air around him visibly darkening as he tears after the thing that caused him to lose control. he's so sweet and kind but so undeniably dangerous all at once. 

dokyeom

elf. i'm thinking lord of the rings elves, except i haven't actually watched lord of the rings but i have this idea of them being tall and rich and elegant beings, and it makes me think of dokyeom. he's just so pretty, and the elves rely on the natural elements to survive, right? dokyeom is just so sunbeams peeking through forest leaves, so little rabbits bounding through the undergrowth, so hand-whittled arrows and folk songs around a campfire and tall, tall, beautiful elves. 

seungkwan

will o’ the wisp or a sprite. he's endearing and mysterious, and once you gain his favour he's staying glued to ur shoulder for the entirety of your dangerous quest through the magical woods. he's very chatty and also very elusive, constantly flitting around in the air and disappearing in a wink of light before appearing on your nose once again. you can't tell if he's a help or a hindrance, but he's cute and bright and makes the journey a lot better

vernon

a smurf. smurfs count as mythical beings okay, and while ive never actually watched any smurf movie thing ever, i think vernon would make an absolutely brilliant smurf. they give off silly goofy weird adorable vibes, and that's basically vernon in a nutshell. also smol vernon with blue skin and lives in a mushroom looking house??? that's kinda cute and actually something that vernon might wanna do irl not gonna lie

chan

nine-tailed fox. he's so mysterious and sexy and kind of dangerous but like. his unbelievable handsomeness kinda outweighs the danger. honestly i don't really have an explanation for this other than that the Vibes r there for some reason and he'd look so cool with those glittery wisps of magic threading through the air around him as his eyes glow a mysterious colour before he launches into a kdrama-esque fight sequence against the latest monster

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[lovelyjj]

IDK if u take requests but i had a story: jj has always been flirty with her and she invites them to her cabin and she goes alone in one car with jj and shes tryna grab a drink and a bump on the road = her falling on his lap bc its a one long truck seat. and then she quickly has to get off after almost kissing bc her phone rings bc the others need the gate code. then while they are swimming they are just drinking and spinning in the water while the song “three little birds” plays in the background and they are close to kissing bc she is just wrapped around jj just goofing around. and ofc another distraction pope is coming with a drink. so they back off AGAIN and when they are finally alone in her room in the cabin BOOM THEY CAN FINALLY KISS AND HE HAS BEEN WAITING FOR IT

Cozy Cabin

jj maybank x reader

wc: 1.4k

a/n: sorry this kinda sucks

“Hey beautiful,” JJ announced.

JJ always flirts with you. You however brush it off as nothing because your sure he does this with every girl. You weren’t special.

“Hi J,” you responded.

“Your really pretty you know that?” JJ mused. He came up to you and started twirling your hair with his finger.

“Cut it out JJ,” you swatted his hand away.

“I have something to ask you. Well i have something to ask everyone. Let’s go inside,” you reasoned.

John B, Sarah, Kie and Pope were in the living room. You entered the room with JJ behind you.

“Hey guys! I was wondering if you wanted to go up to my cabin next weekend.”

“Really that sounds great!” John B responded.

“I’d love to,” Sarah commented.

“That sounds fun!” Kiara added.

“Great! Then it’s settled,” you announced.

—————

Next weekend came up quickly. You and JJ decided to drive up together. Your dad lent you his truck for the weekend.

JJ was driving. It was his turn as you guys split the drive in half by taking turns. The two of you were talking and laughing when you decided you wanted a drink.

You unbuckled your seatbelt and turned around in your seat. Just as you were grabbing a drink from the cooler the truck jerked you backwards.

You landed on JJ’s lap and your arms were slung around his neck.

JJ grabbed ahold of you by the waist when you fell on him.

“Sorry there was a bump in the road.” JJ apologized.

JJ came to a halt. He stopped the truck because he was at a red light. The bump was right before the light.

“It’s okay I’m fine Just fell on you.” You were looking right into JJs blue eyes. They were twinkling.

All of a sudden JJ reached his hand out to tuck some hair behind your ear. His hand stayed by your face as he rested his hand on your cheek. JJ used his thumb to stroke your skin.

JJ was looking at you like you were his whole world and he looked like he wanted to kiss you.

His lips were inches away from yours you could feel his breath on your face.

Just as JJ was leaning in to place his lips on yours, your phone began to ring.

You ducked your head down and went to reach for your phone. JJ muttered “damn it” but you didn’t hear him. You got off of JJ’s lap and pulled your phone out of the pocket, sitting back next to JJ.

You looked at the person calling you and saw that it was Sarah.

You swiped the green answer button.

“Hey Sarah what’s up.”

“Hey Y/N, John B needs the gate code.”

“Oh right sorry. It’s 607892.”

“When do you think you guys will be here?” Sarah questioned.

“We’re about 15 minutes away.”

“Ok see you soon.”

“Bye.”

“Um that was Sarah she needed the gate code.” You broke the silence.

“So they are there already,” JJ asked.

“Yeah I guess so,” you responded.

“But we should be there real soon” you added.

Eventually you and JJ arrived at your cabin. The rest of the pogues were there ready to greet you.

“Yay now we can pick rooms!” Kiara exclaimed.

“You’ll get your room obviously,” Sarah spoke to you.

“John B and I will get the room upstairs and Pope and Kiara can get the room downstairs.”

“What about JJ?” you voiced.

“The couch looks pretty comfortable,” JJ said from his place behind you.

“Great then it’s settled.” Sarah clapped her hands together.

“You guys wanna get ready to swim?” you asked.

Everyone liked the idea of going for a swim. You and the pogues got ready to swim. You put on your blue bikini and went to get some towels from the closet.

The pool area was nice and big. It was a nice secluded place and a good size pool.

Once everyone was outside by the pool you announced, “Hey i’m gonna connect my phone to the speaker.”

“Sounds good,” John B responded.

“What kind of music do you guys want to hear?”

“Anything really.” JJ added.

You clicked a random playlist and it blasted through the speaker.

Soon everyone was in the pool splashing and swimming.

JJ couldn’t seem to get it out of his head. The idea of kissing you has always swirled around in his mind but he never though it actually might happen. He couldn’t stop thinking about the almost kiss. Did you want to kiss him? He didn’t know. But one thing that was fore sure he wanted to kiss you. He wanted to feel his lips on yours, to taste you.

Yeah JJ loved you always have always will. You were like a ray of sunshine to him, lighting up his darkest nights. You we’re always there for JJ and he deeply appreciated it. Loving you was simple because you were perfect in his eyes.

“What are you thinking about?” You asked as you swam over to JJ.

“Huh oh what nothing.”

“You looked deep in thought,” you reasoned.

“I was just thinking about dinner,” JJ responded.

“Oh right of course.”

You were spinning around with a drink in your hand.

“Come here,” JJ beckoned.

You swam right in front of him and looped your arms around his neck. You were wrapped around JJ just goofing off. Then “Three Little Birds” started playing through the speaker.

JJ was smiling having you this close to him. He was loving it. The two of you were in your own little world. JJ took a sip of his drink. Then he got really close.

JJ made eye contact with you and then flickered his gaze down to your lips. You tilted your head up to give him access to your mouth.

You thought he was about to kiss you but then Pope came in announcing that he brought more drinks.

“Hey guys I brought more- wait am I interrupting something?” Pope asked holding more drinks.

“No not all,” JJ replied grumpily.

You didn’t know what to do so you started laughing. JJ seemed upset but you didn’t pry.

After lots of drinking and swimming you guys retired into the cabin. Everyone changed and got cozy on the couches.

JJ came up to you, “Can we talk?” he asked.

“Yeah, let’s go in my room.”

You led JJ to your room and got comfortable on your bed. JJ came and sat down next to you.

“Listen, my heart physically hurts not telling you that I’m in love with you,”

“JJ-“

“No. Let me finish,” he pleaded.

“I can’t stop thinking about you and your always on my mind. I thought I made it obvious with how I always flirt with you.” JJ continued.

“When you flirt with me i get so confused because i feel like you do that with every girl,” you spoke.

“It’s only ever been you y/n,” JJ replied.

“I only flirt with you, no one else.”

“Really?”

“Yes. and i’m absolutely dying to kiss you.” JJ exclaimed.

You gave him a nod signaling that it’s ok for him to kiss you. JJ was eager to kiss you. He surged forward and locked his lips with yours. Your lips were caressing each other, crushing together.

JJ felt warm all over. He felt like he was on cloud nine. Your cheeks were burning, the sensation feeling different. JJ cupped your face in his hands and you snuck your hands into his hair.

JJ swiped his tongue against your bottom lip asking for entrance, which you granted him.

Your tongues danced together in a lust filled haze. You pulled on JJ’s hair releasing a groan from him. This sent you into a frenzy desperate to hear that sound again.

Eventually your lungs were clenching and you needed more air. You pulled away out of breath. JJ looked at you grinning like a idiot. He was so happy.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for that,” JJ confessed.

You giggled and pecked his lips one more time.

“I love you,” JJ spoke again.

“I love you too J,” you announced.

Like he was holding his breath JJ let out a breath of air, he was relieved. He wouldn’t know what to do with himself if you didn’t love him back. JJ was feeling grateful that you invited him to your cabin. He finally got to kiss you and he has been waiting for it.

[withered--s0uls]

Oh look it's another GD crossover

Ghost Drone AU - @electrozeistyking

You already saw all this art but shhh HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

This originally started out with me just wanting to draw Beanie interacting with the Intertwined Codes Kids but then I added some extra stuff lol.

If you're a reader of Intertwined Codes, this kinda sorta spoils future stuff bc only the twins have been mentioned in the Draft/Teaser fic but oh well. You have been warned.

IC!Uzi wouldn't like actually meet GD!N bc they'd kinda decide that "hey, let's not have the widowed man see an alternate version of his wife that actually got live." simply out of respect kinda?? So she would stick around at home with the kids whilst IC!N goes out to look for Beanies Dad after their kids drag her to them lmao.

So yeah she doesn't necessarily know the extent of the mans depression, the kids just mentioned there only being a dad so she just specifically asks about GD!N in this doodle

IC!N would quickly pick up on GD!N not being completely okay, even without being told any details. So he probably would end up sitting him down to talk on their way back to the IC!Doorman families place, wanting to help if he can in any way. (He runs a Daycare and tries to also be a support to any parent that needs it, so I feel he out of habit would lean into trying to do that with GD!N)

More/The kids under the Cut otherwise the post looks so long rip

I will go over each of these one by one (can'tdo close ups bc 10 image limit, I'll reblog this in a second with the close ups.)

Left are the Code-Related Nuzi kids, right are the adopted ones.

Code related kids

Zagi:

Not much to say, I'm still working out their personality - they're maybe 2-3 years older than Beanie, so they aren't too far apart in age. :)

Orita:

She's the sibling who started the trend of putting stickers on her siblings, so she DEFINITELY would do the same with Beanie.

She also probably originally was going to show her how to build a weapon, but her parents promptly stopped that lmao .

She would think it's really cool that Beanie has a custom core icon & in general is completely customized from the start! She herself was originally put into a regular worker body (just with the tail and headband being custom made by her mom), she had to build the DD forearms herself. She also has a sticker of the DD icon on her core, covering the WD icon :3

Rexim:

At this point he has enough siblings to be past the "ew a little kid" phase, so luckily Beanie gets spared that. His main camera is damaged, he only really uses his headband optics to look around, so he would kinda just look as if he's staring past her a lot. But bc of the obvious cracks in his visor I feel she would pick up on the fact he's not actually ignoring her.

Also he definitely would just play music to her, because IC!Uzi kinda always has music on whilst working in her workspace he kinda picked up some of her taste in music (Hence he's playing the same song that Uzi is shown to have been listening to in Ep7)

Raven:

First up THANK YOU Zeisty for helping me brainstorm silly stuff for them. They're a little ball of chaos now and I love them.

Anyways.

They would join Orita in bedazzling Beanie, and then they'd start talking about bird facts and also try to get Beanie to talk about her interests.

(Their height difference isnt 100% accurate bc halfway through drawing this I changed the IC timeline, making Raven about the same age as Zagi instead of them being a teen, so I kinda had to manually try and semi-fit their heights lol)

Adopted Kids

Ray:

Nothing to say. He's a baby. Tho whilst I was outlining this one I had to giggle because of how big he is in Beanies hands. She's so tiny 😭💕 /affectionate

Annika:

Oh boy. Ann.

Annika is the eldest kid & was adopted a while before Zagi was coded / whilst the parents were organizing the code copies for Zagi

She does NOT know how to talk to other kids. Never did. It made her stick out at the orphanage wing because she just avoided everyone. And it is very chaotic when Olivia and Ray first show up, because Ann's only idea of talking to other Drones is "well you got to be relatable" so she brings up the siblings dead parents bc like, her code parents are dead too. Both pairs dying to DDs. So yeah she probably would be the first, if not only one, in the whole household to just bring up GD!Uzi. She would do it like it's nothing either.

IC!Uzi would promptly get her to stop and sit her down having a conversation about "what did N and I say about trying to connect on that topic?"

Like IC!Uzi would actually feel really bad about it despite Beanie not knowing her mom. Bc she herself obviously didn't remember IC!Nori growing up but still didn't like the topic.

Olivia:

Olivia, as I said, was greeted with the topic of dead parents by Annika as well. So she probably would kinda interfere when IC!Uzi goes to sit Ann down to talk.

She would feel the need to apologize for the older girls behavior (which Ann would apologize for herself later too ofc) and would try to get Beanie to go play something together whilst IC!Uzi sorts that whole situation out.

She's also the closest to Beanies age probably, just was forced to mature bc of what happened to her parents, despite being taken in by Nuzi shortly after. She still obviously acts like a kid tho when comfortable, so I feel she would kinda ease up around Beanie and actually act more like a 4-5 year old around her.

Bonus? Bonus!

Needless to say Beanie would return home covered in stickers & hairpins (Orita & Raven have more than enough of those, they'd just let Beanie keep some)

RIP GD!N having to get her out of those stickers once they're back home

Also, for the "*humming*" variation of the picture I blame @k1k0oftheworld. Kiko was in vc with me when I was talking about how Beanie would be covered in stickers when she gets home, and saw the doodles as well.

He proposed the following scenario after seeing Rexim show Beanie IC!Uzis playlist:

Beanie humming dead batteries song & GD!N having a breakdown bc it reminds him of GD!Uzi

I do not take accountability for this, I was going to spare the poor widowed man.

(I scrapped the idea of him not knowing ab the IC!Doorman family and him getting a mini heart attack when Beanie goes "I met Mom today" in favor of him and IC!N meeting & talking - I WANTED TO SPARE HIS POOR HEART)

@k1k0oftheworld you owe him money for a therapy session now /silly

Anyways that's it, I'll put the close ups in the reblog like I said 👍

[isa-ghost]

ok

*insert coin*

Can I ask for q!Phil hcs BUT when he's fully un Bird mode :D

Jokes on you that's easy, those are just more plain qPhil hcs for me >:D

qPhil headcanons masterlist

Sometimes if he's in a fight that he's not taking seriously he'll put some goofy ass music on in his headphones. Some favorites include the Mario invincibility star theme, Waltz of the Meatball Man, and the kind of bubbly anime ending music that plays over an emotionally devastating scene

After way too much stress, once he gets Chayanne & Lullah to bed and is on his own he'll go somewhere and just. Scream. For as long as it takes. And then he chugs tea or noodle broth to prevent his throat from dying on him.

Sleep schedules his beloathed <- wants to spend more time with a bunch of islanders he doesn't get to see often

Out of the 3 polycule members, Fit is best at cheering him up. He knows Phil best and the extent to which he lacks a filter sometimes is too powerful for Phil not to at least smile at

His wheeze laugh is the best thing ever to the the kids. If the two of them can make him wheeze, they know they've done their job right.

As soon as he knows something is safe (the maze, an event site like the code builds, that new mountain at old Spawn, etc) he's the first one to start exploring. He's been that way as long as he can remember ;)

*Slaps top of his head* This old man can fit so much survivor's guilt in him

He's only old in age and wisdom, if you try to imply he's geriatric he will get SO out of pocket about the things he's done with Fit & Etoiles and you will regret it

Okay so I've talked about how his worst fear is not having control, especially of himself. And I've talked about other fears of his, but I don't think I've mentioned his fear of loss yet. He tries to pretend he isn't, he'll insist he isn't, and to some degree he isn't Entirely wrong, but he is afraid. Being as old as he is means you get a bit desensitized to loss because it's natural when the things and people around you don't live for as long as you do. The part of it Phil fears, or maybe hates is a better word, is all the emotional turmoil after. That bone-deep ache of grief, the heaviness that refuses to leave his chest, how easy it is to emotionally compromise him, the hollowness that consumes him. The way he can't think or sleep properly, how his motivation is completely wiped out, how embarrassing it feels to not be at 100% in front of people. He HATES the aftermath of it all.

Excursions, Shuniji, and ofc Weirdest Year by C418 are Phil grief songs, in this essay I will

The Federation has learned that if they want Phil to attend an event he isn't particularly interested in, all they have to do is have really good food there, especially Latino food

He does legitimately gag a little when he kills a mob and flies or maggots come out of it. That's not just drama, he fr is like 🤢. It reminds him of the first time he saw Ender King's corpse

A fraction of the reason why he has people he trusts very deeply, like Fit, whitelisted on his security stuff is bc he knows if he ever got too depressed (like when the kids were missing), he'd never leave the house and just bum around feeling awful despite being restless. Having them whitelisted means they can get in and force him to get some air and stop festering in his emotions.

See I could get into a whole analysis abt this but like. So many of my angst hcs for him are abt how he's kinda shit at taking care of himself, esp when the people he cares for the most are removed from the equation. But it's not that he's incapable of it, he's not a baby or something like that. It's another part of how he's so locked into being the caretaker, the protector, the Strong One, the wise one, etc etc etc that he Hates being in the reversed role. He's gone so long without it that now it's foreign and unpleasant to him. He feels weak & like a burden. But at the same time, going so long without being in the reversed role is unhealthy and he NEEDS to be the one taken care of or protected sometimes. Everyone does. It's a double-edged sword: be the caretaker, shoulder everything & suffer OR be the one taken care of, feel awful about it for one reason or another. He can't win. He hates the latter but he needs it occasionally just like anyone else. He prefers the former, but the toll it takes over time is extensive.

It's why he'll do little things in an attempt to remedy it. To avoid being full-on taken care of for once while also not Only doing the reverse. Watching the sunset with the kids, adventuring in new and exciting places, sparring with friends, etc. His escape is making vivid fond memories to look back on and smile about, even if they don't always fix his emotional state. At least he isn't fully neglecting himself.

[aanoia]

Crazy

Kaz Brekker x reader

Summary; the enemy of your enemy is your friend... unless they are also your enemy

Warnings; blood?, knives, uhhhh violence lmfao, enemies to lovers

Words; 2,000+

This didn't end the way I wanted it to but that's okay

The inspo was from the song Trouble by Valerie Broussard

I'm prolly gonna make a pt. 2 bc im cool

Btw,, when introducing the Night Scarlets, each member will have their code name like this, name (code name)

We wear red so they don’t see us bleed

Kaz Brekker hated many, many people. However, there was one group, in particular their leader, that he hated most. The Night Scarlets. Or the Cardinal, their leader. She has been after Kaz since he joined the business. She and her girls have stolen countless of missions right from under his nose, always having his Crows do the work then swooping in and taking over. She infuriated her.

Hundred dollar bills under our sleeve

We intend not to sleep ‘til we’re dead

The thing Kaz never understood was how. How did she know everything he had planned? He had thought it was spies at first, possibly he had a rat in his nest. But no. Even when he went on solo missions. The Cardinal would always know. 

Drink our problems right out of our heads

Singing oh, oh-oh-oh, oh

Trouble

(Trouble)

Singing oh, oh-oh-oh, oh

Here comes trouble

(Trouble)

“Now, not a word to a single soul about this mission. Hear me?” Kaz asked lowly to his Crows. “If the Night Scarlets find out about this and ambush us I will take each of your hands and shove them down your throats. Am I understood?” The Crows nodded nervously.

“Kaz.” Inej started. “You do know we’ve never said anything before, right? I don’t know how but they always find out, whether we talk or not. She always knows.”

Kaz sighed, “I know.” He answered shortly, turning to look out the window.

Dangerously havin’ the time of our lives

These boys are just poisonous thorns in our sides

“So what do we do about them? I mean, I love the ladies, don’t get me wrong. But these ones gotta go.” Jesper said, toying with his new gun he had just stolen.

“I don’t know if there’s anything we can do, Jesper. They’re practically non existent when they aren’t in action.” Nina responded.

“I mean, there has to be a way to catch them. No one can be completely invisible forever.” Wylan said, his brain running through thousands of possibilities. “Maybe we can set a trap for them?”

Matthias snorted, “They’ll turn that into a trap against us. Bad idea.”

“Well, we need to do something. I need money!” Jesper argued.

“You don’t need it, you’re just going to gamble it all!” Wylan said, raising his voice slightly.

Starting fires wherever we go

Watching ‘em gamble everything they own

The group stopped arguing as the sound of glass breaking filled the room. KAz swung his cane one more time and a strangled bird cry came out. He stuck his hand out the broken window and grabbed the bird. Throwing it onto the table in anger.

“A cardinal.” Inej whispered.

Kaz slammed his hand down on the table, “She knows! She knows! How does she always know!” He yelled, picking up a glass and throwing it all the wall, causing Nina to flinch and Jesper instinctively step closer to Wylan. Kaz looked up with death in his eyes. “Change of plans. We’re killing the Cardinal. No matter the cost.

Singing oh, oh-oh-oh, oh

Trouble

(Trouble)

“Ready girls?” Y/n whispered into the small, barely workable communication device that her Fabrikator, Aisha (Raven), had been working on for months. 

“Yeah.” Luna (Eagle) whispered back.

“Ready, C.” Patty (Hawk) responded.

“Steph?” Y/n asked as she pulled her dark red hood over her head.

A few grunts were heard before Stephanie's ( voice filled their ears, “Yep, ready boss.”

Y/n smiled as she began to climb down the walls of the building to the top window, careful to stay out of the Wraiths' sight. “Great. Let’s commit some crimes. Shall we?”

Stephanie giggles, the clicking of her guns being prominent. “Oh, we shall. Ooo, my fellow sharpshooter, my favorite.” 

The line went quiet as Y/n carefully crawled through the opened window, landing silently in the office. She walked briskly to the desk, quietly rummaging through the drawers. She let out a gasp as her arm was pulled back and a familiar cane wrapped around her neck, causing her back to be flush against someone's chest.

Trouble coming in the dead of night

Trouble making everything alright

“Looking for something?” Kaz said quietly into her ear, proud as to finally catch the Cardinal. 

Y/n sighed with a smirk, “Yes. I am.” She said before kicking out his leg, being sure to not hit his bad one. He grunted and took a step back, keeping the cane around her throat. She took the chance to duck out of the way and push him back against the wall, raising her dagger in between the two.

“Y’know, I was very offended to find out you killed my bird.” Y/n said, her hood shielding her eyes.

“Should’ve told it to stay away. The Crow is stronger than the Cardinal after all.”

Y/n laughed, “Oh, Kaz. You should know by now strength is not the most valuable trait of this lifestyle. It’s intelligence-” Kaz’s eyes widened.

“In which I’d have the upperhand on both of you.” A new voice said as two arms knocked the dagger from Y/n’s hands, bringing them behind her back and ripping the hood from her head. Kaz stared at her as people grabbed him as well. He had never truly seen the Cardinal without her hood, and he hated to admit how her face made his heart stutter,

It’s in your blood

It’s in your bones

You cannot sleep for

You cannot sleep for

The two hostages were dragged down the stairs to see their fellow partners bound in ropes. They pushed the two down on their knees next to each other, causing Kaz to let out a grunt as his leg bent weird. Y/n sighed, disappointed in her lack to see the real trap behind Kaz’s. 

“Well, well, well. Look what I have found.” Pekka said with a disgusting smile, looking at each of the criminals tied up. “A bunch of little thieves who think they are so smart.” Pekka continued on his speech as Y/n struggled with her binds. If only she could reach her ear.

“Kaz.” She whispered quietly, careful to not let the boasting man hear.

“What?” He hissed angrily.

She sighed again, “I need you to kiss my ear.”

Kaz almost looked like he was going to hurl, causing the girl to roll her eyes. 

“What the fuck? No way.” He whispered back.

Whoa, oh

Whoa, oh

Tro-tro-trouble, trouble

“Do you want to get out of this?”

“How will kissing your ear help?”

“Just do it, for Saint’s sake!”

“Hey! Quiet, little bird.” Pekka said, walking over and caressing the girl's face with her own blade. She looked at him in disgust and spit in his face, causing everyone's eyes to widen. Pekka calmly wiped the spit from his face before angrily sliding the dagger against her cheek, slicing her skin.

Y/n smiled at him, “Red is my favorite color, you know?”

Pekka glared at her in anger, “Useless slut.” He said before walking back to his men, pulling them into a circle and talking quietly.

“Now!” She whispered to Kaz who reluctantly brought his lips to her ear, ignoring the water pooling around his knees. His lips met a piece of cold metal and he pulled back, actually looking into her ear to see a weird device.

“What is that?” He questioned, eyebrows raised.

Y/n ignored him, “Raven, are you there?” She whispered to nothing, before a relieved smile came across her face. “Emergency. Help. Now.”

Woah, oh

Woah, oh

Here comes trouble, trouble

After a few moments the door of the house burst open, letting in birds of all different kinds, all flocking around and clawing at anything they could get their claws on, Pekka and his men included and targeted.

“Hey, Cardinal.” A voice whispered from behind the girl as she cut her restraints.

“Raven, good timing.” Y/n responded with a smile, taking the dagger Aisha handed her. “Free the other Scarlets. Leave the Crows for now.”

“No, you let us go. I helped you.” Kaz protested as a few of Pekkas men ran out of the house.

“No can do, Brekker.” Y/n said before pulling her hood back up and going to fight off the men that weren’t scared by the birds.

After a few moments a disgruntled, furious yell broke out, “I will get you and kill you all!” Pekka screamed as he ran from the house, scratches littering his skin.

Y/n whistled to the birds, causing them all to stop and fly out the door, their duty finally fulfilled. Her Scarlets stood beside her as she studied the Crows, still tied up and on the floor, a few adorning bird scratches.

“Free them.” She demanded her girls, who broke out in protest. She raised her hand and they silenced. “They will not kill us. They need us, as we need them.” She addressed their concerns and they reluctantly cut the ropes binding their hands. Immediately Inej stood and got into a fighting stance. Her fellow Crows followed after, other than Kaz, who simply lifted his hand to tell them to be calm.

���We need you, do we?” He asked, taking a step towards the Cardinal.

“Yes, as do we, you. Pekka Rollins is, obviously, after us both. We are small groups. Six in yours, five in mine. Rollins has dozens of Dime Lions. It is simply impossible for one of us alone to take him down. You know that, hence why you didn’t let your Crows attack. Isn’t that correct?”

“Unfortunately it is. We shall work together.” Every bird in the room protested. “Until Pekka is down.”

Y/n smiled and held out her hand, “And then you can go back to getting bested by the Night Scarlets. 

“I’m not planning on it.” He said, not raising his hand, and Y/n, ever so observant, had noticed his touch aversion ages ago.

“Air shake.” 

“No.”

“Come on.”

“No.”

“It’s not a deal unless we shake on it.”

“No.”

“I’ll kill you.”

“No.”

“You don’t have weapons.”

“No.”

“I’m smarter than you.”

“No.”

“I’m cooler than you.” Everyone laughed, even Kaz had let a small, smug smirk fall upon his lips.

“You aren’t.” He said, pretending to shake the girl's hand without touching it.

There are dogs on the loose, there are snakes in the desert (in the desert)

I’m that knife in your boot, girl, I got ya (Girl, I got ya)

I’m your number two man in a fight (In a fight)

“And then, we win. Easy peasy.” Y/n said, finishing explaining the plan to the now group of nine.

“Easy peasy my ass.” Jesper mumbled.

“Language, Jes. A kruge.” Y/n smiled triumphantly as Jesper rolled his eyes and handed the girl a kruge. In the three months the two groups had been working together they had become quite close.

“Oh, yeah. I’m so ready for this. We’re so gonna win.” Patty said with a large smile, her arm linked with Nina’s who nodded along.

Y/n laughed slightly, “We will. Now go. Get rest. You’ll need it. We have a big day tomorrow.”

We are revolutionaries tonight

Singing oh, oh-oh-oh, oh

Trouble

(Trouble)

The office emptied, leaving the Crow and Cardinal. Kaz stared at the map, thinking hard.

“Kaz, what’s on your mind?” Y/n asked, placing her hand next to his to provide comfort without actually touching him.

“We can’t do it. We aren’t strong enough.” He muttered and Y/n laughed. Kaz looked at her in annoyance.

“Kaz. We are just about the strongest lot Kerch has seen. We’ve got this. We’re the coolest bunch in Ketterdam.”

Kaz shook his head with a smile he only let out around her. A genuine, happy smile. “Yes, we’re so cool. Do cool people always talk about how cool they are, though?”

Y/n nodded, “Obviously. Have you met me?” She asked with a teasing smile.

“Unfortunately, I have.” 

Trouble coming in the dead of night

Trouble making everythin’ alright

Y/n put her hand over her heart with a gasp. “I’m hurt. You, Kaz R. Brekker, have wounded me right in the heart.” He smiled at the use of his real last names initial, something she had always done once she learned his last name was truly Rietveld. 

It’s in your blood

It’s in your bones

You cannot sleep for

You cannot sleep for

“Oh no, Kaz, I'm Feeling light headed.” Y/n said, stumbling back towards the bed. She fell once the back of her calves hit the bed frame. “I see the light!” She said, reaching her arm up towards the sky. “Oh, it’s getting brighter! Kaz! It’s getting brighter!” She portrayed blood spurting from her chest, before spasming and falling limp, her tongue hanging from her mouth.

She failed to hide her smile as Kaz’s oh so beautiful laugh filled the air. It was like music to her ears. Compared to most people, Y/n got through Kaz’s walls rather quickly, which surprised everyone, including Kaz himself. She had provided him a safe space, free from the water and cold skin and lifeless eyes.

Y/n continued to play dead even after the laughter stopped, not failing to hear the footsteps nearing the bed, causing her heart to speed up. In just a moment, a soft hand gripped hers and pulled her body up as Kaz pulled her into a hug.

“Thank you.” He whispered, before quickly pulling away before the water rose above his head.

Heat creeped up Y/n’s neck, “For?”

“Making me look cooler by your loserness.” He simply said before walking out, pretending nothing happened.

Y/n smiled to herself, falling back onto the bed, a dreamy sigh falling from her lips. She kicked the air while giggling in excitement. Oh, how whipped the Cardinal was for the Crow.

Crazy.

Woah, oh

Woah, oh

Here comes trouble, trouble

[swee7dream]

cg!127's cg names cg!nct 127 x f!regressor!reader

genres age regression content, fluff warnings none . author's note this is the ilichil counterpart to this post ! i will get to wayv soon :3 dni if you sexualize age regression. i'm blocking and reporting you if you break my dni :P author's note requests are open ! especially wayv reqs are welcome <3

moon taeil (´ ∀ ` *)

moon(ie), illie

moon taeil is the most grandpa-coded cg i’ve ever seen in my life

but like, a cool grandpa. like the kind that listens to doja cat with you when her songs play on the radio as he drives you to the store for candy

on nights when the full moon is out he’ll point up at the sky, saying: “that’s my home” and you’re like “??? moonie’s an alien?”

duh! that’s why he gets you down for naptime so well, his alien moon powers! (his lullabies)

so when you begin slipping in public, taeil is well aware because you get giggly over nothing. your illie is an alien and nobody knows! just you! gotta keep it a secret so he doesn’t get taken back to the moon!

seo youngho (￢‿￢ )

daddy.

basically the chenle of 127.

he just loves how sweet it sounds coming out of your mouth! makes him want to crush you in a hug and leave kisses all over your cute baby face!

likes referring to the two of you as a duo, a package deal, a 2-in-1!

“daddy and baby gotta go to bed now, okay?”

“daddy and dolly are going on a picnic today, isn’t that exciting?”

“daddy and bug gotta be nice to each other. none of that pranking business.”

really hates pranks because all he wants is to keep you safe and here you are acting like you broke something just because you find his reaction funny! not cool >:(

lee taeyong (.❛ ᴗ ❛.)

bubu + mommy

king does not care what you call him as long as you’re comfortable. if you asked him his preference, however, he would say those two

has been reading up on the most random of subjects because every time you call for him it’s always to ask a question. his curious baby!

“bubu, what’s that bird?”, “how old is the oldest tree in the world?” “mama, can i eat hair dye?”

he sat you down for that last one, chucking out any home dye under the sinks and letting you know that the next time you want to paint your hair any pretty color it’ll have to be at a proper hair salon

nakamoto yuta (￣ω￣)

yuta + daddy

the way his name comes out like in a little song when you’re small warms his heart, how could he negate you anything?

daddy is more of a title he uses for himself. it comes out more natural to refer to himself as a daddy when talking in third person than his name

he says it reminds him of elmo so he doesn’t like it

has a strong hatred for elmo??? the one-sided beef is crazy and has no real origin. he just hates the red blob and namecalls it any chance he gets. he’s like an actual bully and only scoffs and rolls his eyes when you tell him he’s only 3 (and a half!)

“as if. and grass is purple, baby.” “it is?” “no, sweetheart. it’s not.”

acts so betrayed when you regressed by yourself and he catches you watching sesame street

kim dongyoung （´▽｀���

doie

you guys tried different names but ultimately, it was doie that stuck

fun fact: before you guys ended up finally choosing a proper name for doyoung, you called him bunny!

you were a bit sad to have to stop calling him that. you thought it was cute but also understood that doyoung didn’t feel like you could take him seriously when it was ‘bunny’ telling you it’s time to turn the ipad off and get ready for bed

to make up for it, doyoung took you to build-a-bear! you named your little rabbit bunny and he has a voice recording of doyoung’s voice playing the character of being doie’s rabbit twin!

it also smells like doie’s cologne and you always have it nearby to cuddle with at night when he’s away

jeong yunoh o(〃＾▽＾〃)o

hyunnie + mister

he loves- no, adores being called mister. he acts like it doesn’t phase him but he’s got his smug little smirk every time you call him so

for that reason you barely call him that. you like having the upper hand any chance you get and honestly? he hasn’t caught on yet

he likes hyunnie too though, he supposes. it sounds like honey! hyunnie and honey <3 the ultimate pair <3

hyunnie is used for common conversation and mister is used for manipulation I MEAN convincing for things like a second dessert or a new dress for one of your dolls ! MAYBE a kiss on the cheek helps too. you don’t even know what manipulation is! you’re just tiny!

dong sicheng ♡✧( ु•⌄• )

read here when published !

kim jungwoo (☆^ー^☆)

woo, also woowoo

jungwoo has a habit of starting random games of hide ‘n’ seek when you’re small, suddenly disappearing mid-chocolate milk preparation

when you call out for him (‘woo?’) he’ll reply with another ‘woo!’ until you guys are woo-woo-ing each other to find where he’s hiding!

he also likes playing ambulance

not doctor, ambulance.

you find a mystery bruise on your leg and all of a sudden jungwoo’s holding you up in the air and he’s going ‘wee woo wee woo wEE WOO’ all around your home until your stomach hurts from laughing so much

lee minhyung (ᓀ‸ᓂ)

read here !

lee donghyuck ʕ˙Ⱉ˙‧:ʔ

read here !

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[thoseoldmonsters]

aint no way ghost isnt partially phoebe bridgers inspired like you cannot convince me. hes so fucking punisher coded

i just came to this realization and its so over for me

like hello??? the cover art alone????

like there are so many examples and i lowkey might just word vomit and lyric analysis abt it in a doc but here are a few examples :)

Sick of the questions I keep asking you They make you live in the past But I can count on you to tell me the truth When you've been drinking and you're wearing a mask -- Halloween

When you saw the dead little bird, you started cryin' But you know the killer doesn't understand -- Moon Song

Baby, you're a vampire You want blood and I promised I'm a bad liar With a savior complex All the skeletons you hide Show me yours, and I'll show you mine -- Savior Complex

I've been playing dead My whole life And I get this feeling Whenever I feel good It'll be the last time -- ICU

I'll find a new place to be from A haunted house with a picket fence To float around and ghost my friends -- I Know The End

okay most of the lyrics dont exactly fit but conceptually its dead on like im a lyric nerd so itd take me actually explaining shit to see but like yall. simply i cant even

hes so pharbz coded what the fuck

[torialefay]

just made myself emotional thinking that for some reason birds of a feather by billie eilish is so channie coded idk why

—🧸

okay yesssss baby 🧸 THE DEVOTION THAT MAN HAS SO ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY

it's crazy tho bc there are a few lines that remind me of channie (what he feels), but then there's also some that remind me of how we feel ab him????

so like he's definitely the kinda guy for when it says:

"i want you to stay ; til i'm in the grave ; til i rot away, dead & buried ; til i'm in the casket you carry"

"nothin left to lose without my baby"

"it might not be long ; but baby i'll love you til the day i die"

BUT, on the other hand, stays could project this song onto him bc like... the line that says

"i want you to see ; how you look to me ; you wouldn't believe if i told ya ; you would keep the compliments i throw ya ; but youre so full of shit ; tell me it's a bit ; say you dont see it, your minds polluted"

like fr fr that shit is what it's like to be w him & having to validate him & try to get him to see what you see in him.

ughhhh i love that man sm 😭😭

[brawngp2009]

Mitski lyrics that, i think, are borcedes coded.

If you need to be mean Be mean to me I can take it and put it inside of me If your hands need to break More than trinkets in your room You can lean on my arm As you break my heart

— "I don't smoke"

Did you go and make promises you can't keep? Well, when you break them They break you right back Amateur mistake You can take it from me They break you right back Break you right back

— "Bug like an angel"

But here in our place We have for the day Can we stay awhile and listen for Heaven

— "Heaven"

And it may be a few years, but you can bet it's there, waiting still For me to be left alone in a room full of things that I've done

— "I don't like my mind"

You're my best friend Now I've no one to tell How I lost my best friend

— "The frost"

No matter that love's gone We just see it shining We've traveled very far, I'll Keep a leftover light burning So you can keep looking up Isn't that worth holding on

— "Star"

I can feel it getting near Like flashlights coming down the way One day you'll figure me out I'll meet judgement by the hounds People always gave me love Others were never to blame after all You believe me like a God I betray you like a man

— "I'm your man"

Open up your heart Like the gates of hell You stay soft, get beaten Only natural to harden up You stay soft, get eaten Only natural to harden up

— "Stay soft"

And I opened my arms wide to the dark I said take it all, whatever you want I didn't know that I was young I didn't know what it would take

— "Everyone"

And there's nothing I can do Not much I can change So, I give it up to you I hope that's okay There's nothing I can do Not much I can change I give it up to you I surrender

— "Heat lightning"

So I'll be the loser in this game I'll be the bad guy in the play I'll be the water main that's burst and flooding You'll be by the window, only watching

— "The only heartbreaker"

It's been you and me Since before I was me Without you I don't yet know Quite how to live

— "I guess"

You know me better than I do So why didn't you stop me?

— "Why didn't you stop me?"

I haven't told anyone Just like we promised Have you? Every time I drive through the city where you're from I squeeze a little

— "Old friend"

And you say, "Hello" And I lose 'Cause nobody butters me up like you, and Nobody fucks me like me

— "Lonesome Love"

I didn't know I had a dream I didn't know until I saw you

— "Come into the water"

I could stare at your back all day

— "Pink in the night"

And the ground has been slowly pulling us back down You see it on both our skin We get a few years and then it wants us back It would be a hundred times easier If we were young again

— "Two slow dancers"

If you would let me give you pinky-promise kisses Then I wouldn't have to scream your name atop of every roof in the city of my heart If I could see you Once more to see you

— "Once more to see you"

I will go jogging routinely Calmly and rhythmically run And when I find that a knife's sticking out of my side I'll pull it out without questioning why

— "Fireworks"

You're the sun, you've never seen the night But you hear its song from the morning birds Well, I'm not the moon, I'm not even a star But awake at night I'll be singing to the birds

— "Your best American girl"

I bet on losing dogs I know they're losing and I pay for my place By the ring Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down I'll be there on their side I'm losing by their side

— "I bet on losing dogs"

It's been a long, hard, twenty-year summer vacation All these twenty years trying to fill the void

— "Crack baby"

And I am the fire, and I am the forest And I am a witness watching it I stand in a valley watching it And you are not there at all

— "Burning hill"

One word from you and I would Jump off of this ledge I'm on, baby Tell me, "Don't," so I can crawl back in

— "First love/late spring"

I don't need the world to see That I've been the best I can be, but I don't think I could stand to be Where you don't see me

— "Francis forever"

They'll never know how I'd stared at the dark in that room With no thoughts Like a blood-sniffing shark And while my dreams made music in the night Carefully I was going to live

— "Last words of a shooting star"

And I don't mean to make your heart blue But could we be what we're meant to be?

— "Goodbye my Danish sweetheart"

Don't dare regret anything Remember what you're here for

— "Because dreaming costs money"

I broke what you gave me But you kept giving more And I'm sorry for taking But I keep wanting more, more, more

— "Humpty"

I just need a quiet place Where I can scream How I love you

— "i want you"

Look at you, strawberry blond Fields rolling on I love it when you call my name Can you hear the bumblebees swarm? Watching your arm I love it when you look my way

— "Strawberry blond"

I think my fate is losing its patience I think the ground is pulling me down I think my life is losing momentum I think my ways are wearing me down

— "Brand New City"

There is a light, I feel it in me But only, it seems, when the dark surrounds me There is a dream and it sleeps in me Keeps me awake in the night, crying, "Set me free!" And I wake every night, crying, "Set me free!"

— "Abbey"

[theunknownpoetssociety]

thoughts while listening to hmhas

this is mostly assigning marauder things/ships/people to the songs btw

warning: this contains spoilers for all of the songs so if you want that it's below the cut ;)

SKINNY: "fell in love for the first time, with a friend it's a good sign" okay wolfstar also "twenty-one took a lifetime time, people say I look happy, just because I got skinny" plus size Lily Evans??

favorite line, "twenty-one took a lifetime time, people say I look happy, just because i got skinny"

LUNCH: love this one so much!! it's giving Marlene and flirty her self ;) and as a general song i love this one, it's more upbeat than billie's past songs and i love that.

favorite line, the whole beginning because i can't even pick just one lmao

CHIHRO: (translation: month) this song is just so much fun to vibe and listen to, and that's just amazing lol

favorite line, "I was waitin', in the garden, contemplatin', beg your pardon, but there's a part of me that recognizes you, do you feel it too?"

BIRDS OF A FEATHER: this one is so rosekiller-coded to me. like the you die i die vibe? that's so them! "it might be long but baby I, don't wanna say goodbye" like brooo.

favorite line, "I love you, don't act so surprised"

WILDFLOWER: i've never read ATYD but based on posts i've seen this is a very Grant singing about Remus and Sirius, " 'cause she (Sirius) couldn't be, more different than me, happy and free in leather" like like do you see the vision? and when the prank and Grant and Remus become closer? idk but i think it's cute/sad.

favorite line "but every time you touch me, I just wonder how she felt, Valentines Day, crying in the hotel, I know you didn't mean to hurt me so I kept it to myself""

THE GREATEST: if this song isn't James Fleamont Potter, I don't know what is!! "I'm trying my best to keep you satisfied, let you get your rest, while I stayed up all night, and you don't wanna know how alone I've been" like wtaf?!? "all my love and patience, unappreciated," dudee

favorite line, "you said your heart was jaded, you couldn't even break it, I shouldn't have to say it, you could've been the greatest"

L'AMOUR DE MA VIE: (translation: Love Of My Life) this one is so good! like not much more to say lmao, but i absolutely love the change-up like with the autotune(i think that's what that was, not positive though) i was not expecting that lol. though i do think it might be like a sad/bitter mary or regulus watching jily from the sides. made myself sad with that idea :( lol

favorite line, "but I need to confess I told you a lie, when I said you, you were the love of my life"

THE DINER: this song is so goddamn good (yes i know i've said that for almost every other song, they're all just so good!!) this song is honestly giving the Slytherin Skittles, like the rhythm, vibe, the whole thing except for the end which i kinda see as possessive rosekiller "I saw you in the car with someone else and couldn't sleep, if somethin' happens to him, you can bet that it was me" and i honestly love that for them lol. also if you dial the number at the end of the song you can get a text? (based on a google search/reddit) i haven't gotten it yet but i'll probably update if/when i do

favorite line, "the cops around the corner stopped me when I tried to leave, they told me I was crazy and they knocked me off my feet, they came in through the kitchen lookin' for something discrete"

BITTERSUITE: honestly regulus when he first crushes on james? " 'cause I can't fall in love with you, no matter how bad I want to" and "it's so romanticized, if this is how I die, that's alright" also love the ending, it's really trippy and cool :)

favorite line, "we can be discrete, but I've been overseas, and I've been havin' dreams, l'amour de ma vie"

Blue: all these songs are so amazing i can't get over ittt!!! "you were born reaching for your mother's hands, victim of your father's plans to rule the world, too afraid to step outside, paranoid and petrified of what you've heard, but they could say the same 'bout me" that and "and I could say the same 'bout you, born blameless, grew up famous" is just so Black-family. like Narcissa, Andromeda, Bellatrix, Sirius, and Regulus, this song is about them honestly.

favorite line, "I try to live in black and white, but I'm so blue, I'd like to mean it when I say I'm over you"

[michellemisfit]

Weekly Tag Wednesday Thursday

Thanks for the game @jrooc and thanks for the tag @blue-disco-lights @deedala @energievie @lingy910y @creepkinginc @crestfallercanyon

Name: Mys

What is the most listened to artist in your music app of choice this month?

The Libertines - They’ve just released a new album

What song do you know all the lyrics to?

Erm… most? Well, at least most songs I regularly listen to. Back in the day when we’d still buy CDs I would get a new album and sit in my bedroom listening to it beginning to end, while reading along to the lyrics in the booklet. And oooooh, I would get so furious when bands had a booklet that did not include song lyrics. Wtf is wrong with you?? SO ANGRY! haha

What song do you pretend to know all the lyrics to and sing along to even though you don't?

It’s the End of the World As We Know It by R.E.M. I get to ‘eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn’ and then I’m lost until we hit the chorus lol But it’s such a fun song to pretend to sing along to, and really just making vaguely appropriate noises at the right time, until the chorus kicks in again… and of course we’re all ready to shout LEONARD BERNSTEIN! Hahaha

If you were to be crowned Queen/King/Royalty of listening to a band or artist, who would that be?

That would have to be Dirty Pretty Things. I fell in love with The Libertines just as they were falling apart and a few weeks away from calling it quits for good, so when Carl Barât announced the first tour of his new band Dirty Pretty Things I wasn’t gonna miss out again. So I flew to Ireland and then to England and attended the first 5 gigs of their first tour. And that pretty much set the tone for the next couple of years of my life. I ended up flying to the UK so much and meeting so many people that in the end it only made sense to move to London. Dirty Pretty Things had a tour booked starting two days after my moving day and we were gonna go to a few of the gigs. Then the day before I got on a plane they announced it would be their farewell tour, so we bought tickets for every single gig, which meant that I moved to the UK and then spent all of October, November, and half of December on tour… I didn’t start job hunting and thinking about real life until January lol

So yeah. Them. They’re my boys. As coined by the NME in their ‘sad to see them go’ article… “They were well fit and nice!”

What band/artist surprises you the most on your frequently listened to artists?

I’m ongoingly surprised by how much I managed to trick myself into liking Taylor Swift

Favourite line from a song (or one you have been thinking about lately?

Fame and Fortune by The Libertines

The deal was done, the trade was rough, Doubloons down for a double bluff, Dip your quill in your bleeding heart, Sign there and there and there

Guilty pleasure band or song?

I don’t believe in guilty pleasures.

Liking what I like don’t make me a bitch.

Okay let's talk fandom music:

Fave band or song you've discovered from a Fan Fic?

The Libertines lol My friend really wanted me to get into this band she liked, and I just wasn’t massively into music at the time, so she sent me a Libertines fanfic, and that, as they say, was that. Oh, she knew me very well… hahah

Fave Fanfic Playlist?

Right now I’m REALLY into The Menagerie playlist!

Fave Gallavich song?

Do you listen to music recommended by the writer or an included playlist? 

Almost always, yeah. Though sometimes that can go terribly wrong. When someone’s like OMG THIS SONG!!! and you’re just like ‘eh, I don’t see it’ lol

What song do you think is Gallavich coded?

Well, thanks to @deedala this will never not be Season 5 Gallavich

What’s a bop you want to share with your mutuals today? 

Love the original, but I also love Darren Criss

And this, because I’m dying for the next season of The Bear!!!!

Oooookay… I’m late and I’ve been way too busy, so if you’ve already played and I didn’t see please tag me in yours so I can check it out!! If not, and you’d like to do it, I’m tagging @heymacy @heymrspatel @darlingian @too-schoolforcool @palepinkgoat @vintagelacerosette @crossmydna @captainjowl @mikhailoisbaby @rereadanon @the-rat-wins @tsuga-of-mars @loftec @sickness-health-all-that-shit @deathclassic @rutherinahobbit @faejilly (you can skip the Gallavich questions!!! Hahahahah)

[eclipsewxtch]

the electric synthesized rock ballad of why finney blake can’t have nice things [deleted scenes]:

the six sexy sluts

[10:43PM] demon-bird: you guys wanna shoot a music video w us??

will take three days max

will also be super fun

[10:45PM] yaMAMAduh: yeah sure for what

like is it for ur song or r u asking us to be extras in another artist’s MV

[10:47PM] demon-bird: for us n it’s a surprise. it’s not until february tho. you guys r gonna like it

[10:48PM] yaMAMAduh: yeah ok! we’ll be there

i memorized finn n billy’s schedule on our color coded calendar we have time lemme send it

[10:51PM] demon-bird: oh no i alr have it that’s why i asked

as a curtesy

well he posting it rlly soon after filming anyway. like. three days, maybe four.

[10:52PM] yaMAMAduh: okay bro😐

[10:53PM] griff: YAY UR GONNA HAVE SUCH A GOOD TINE IM SO EXCITED

[10:57PM] angel-fish: is it one of the songs on ur album? i’ve heard most of them

[10:57PM] griff: ROBIN STOP SHOWING UR FISNCE OUT SONGS

[10:57PM] demon-bird: YOU AND VANCE DO IT????

[10:58PM] viciously unfunny: No, I don’t. and stop changing my chat name finney fucking blake.

[10:59PM] yaMAMAduh: no vance doesn’t.

🍯🧸/honeybear to 🎱🎞️/pinball<3

[11:00PM] 🍯🧸/honeybear: ur such a liar???

look what u did. now i’m an accomplice to ur lies.

[11:02PM] 🎱🎞️/pinball<3: i’m not getting bullied bc YOU ASKED ME

[11:03PM] 🍯🧸/honeybear: oh so u hate me n don’t want me happy?

[11:03PM] 🎱🎞️/pinball<3: I DIDNT SAY THAT

STOP

[11:04PM] 🍯🧸/honeybear: sorry cutie u make it so easy i’ll stop i promise

[11:04PM] 🎱🎞️/pinball<3: thank u

[11:05PM] 🍯🧸/honeybear: for like? one day.

[11:05PM] 🎱🎞️/pinball<3: ur the reason i have high blood pressure

[11:06PM] 🍯🧸/honeybear: oh me? n not “jailbird” griffin or “professional police runner” robin?? ME??

[11:07PM] 🎱🎞️/pinball<3: exactly

give my heart a break please

the six sexy sluts

[11:56PM] griff: this song is so fucking gay

[11:57PM] demon-bird: you wrote the other half of the song… literally verse 1 pls shut the fuck up

[11:58PM] viciously unfunny: i hate y’all so bad u guys don’t get it

[12:00AM] griff: u wouldnt get most things AHA BITCHLESS

[12:03AM] viciously unfunny: i have millions of fans wdym?

also, unrelated, bruce showed me what wattpad was what the fuck. why is there so many w me and GIRLS? DO I LOOK LIKE I LIKE GIRLS?

[12:07AM] griff: it was before u confirmed ur sexuality, so they didn’t care. if it makes u feel better the most popular one is “The Bad Boy and Me” and it’s you and this fucking boy named Blu Greenwood, and he’s this awkward nerd who’s always having panic attacks cause ppl stress him tf out n he’s lowkey being harassed every day n ur like the strong silent protector. ur also a gang leader n a mechanic n one of our moms is in a coma but its very unclear which mom it is

[12:10AM] viciously unfunny: what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck WHAT R U TALKING ABT???

[12:11AM] angel-fish: sorry i sent it to him, i was looking for Robin x Reader fanfics that me n robbie could giggle over n that was the most popular hit so we sent it to griff

it’s also posted on so the quality shld be good

[12:12AM] griff: HELP WE SHLD DO A BIDEO ON BRUCE’S CHANNEL W US READING OUT FANFIXS

[12:12AM] pb&j: heard someone say video

hold on lemme scroll

HELL YES! to the mv AND to the reading!!!

[12:13AM] griff: i’m genuinely shaking we have to bruce, bruce please.

[12:14AM] yaMAMAduh: yeah okay lemme get my camera

[12:15AM] griff: thank u <33

[12:15AM] demon-bird: it’s 12AM…

[12:16AM] viciously unfunny: i would rather die

[12:16AM] griff: 1. we’re all awake so.

and 2. bruce?

[12:17AM] yaMAMAduh: vance come on please? it would be fun, and if you get too embarrassed we can just focus on everyone else.

[12:17AM] viciously unfunny: promise?

[12:17AM] yaMAMAduh: PROMISE!!

[12:17AM] viciously unfunny: fine okay.

🍯🧸/honeybear to 🎱🎞️/pinball<3

[12:18AM] 🍯🧸/honeybear: thank u blondie.

ur the sweetest. i’m coming to ur room hold on

dumb, dumber, and dumbest

[12:20AM] bitchless whore: he kissed me on the cheek but i moved on accident n we kissed on the lips n i think im having a heart attack im on the floor rn

[12:28AM] engaged whore: what THEE fuck, vance.

Instead of talking about it, like they probably should, they ignore it. Vance is, like, fifty-percent sure they can get through the next month without it being a problem. Probably. Maybe. As long as they can get through filming later this month it should be fine.

It is kinda a love song. Well—it can also be a platonic love song. So maybe not that bad.

And Vance is the director, he gets to make executive decisions and he says this will be a normal and unromantic video.

Unless…

No, no! That would be crazy! Well, Vance reasons. It would be pack back for every time he flustered me. So, really, it’s justified. And—well—Vance can get flustered in person all the time. But acting is just lying, and Vance is great at lying and has perfected both lying and schooling his features into various expressions by the age of five, and ten respectively. Officers tended to go easier on him, even for his violent outbursts, if he looked emotional. Some didn’t buy it, and Vance was happy enough to curse them out for it in the end.

His fingers shake. He really, really hopes he doesn’t regret this, actually.

They’re making only one music video and Vance is a perfectionist.

Something tells him though that he won’t mind a few trials and errors.

“Vance, you good?” Robin jostled him. They were in their living room.

“Preparing myself for a traumatic night.” Vance says, and it’s not really a lie. It is a sick and twisted thing Bruce and Griffin are doing to him.

Bruce sets up his camera.

i force my friends to read fanfics abt us

by bruciebear

780k Likes 931,998 Views Feb 2

Description: i thought this would be funny but it was actually traumatic + little to no editing.

[Timestamp: 00:00:03]

Brucie comes into focus. “I’m not doing an intro—it’s midnight, I just want to read The Bad Boy and Me.”

“It’s surprisingly well-written,” Finney hums. “We’re using the other site though, because I refuse to suffer through the Wattpad ads.”

“I’m scared,” Vance admits. “I’m so scared of what’s in that fanfic, y’all.”

“Man up,” Griffin says.

Robin sighs. “It can’t be any worse than the Mafia fanfic’s… Finney lost his mind.”

“THEY MADE ME SOME HARLOT SIDE CHICK! I AM YOUR FIANCÉ AND I WILL NOT BE TREATED AS A SIDE CHARACTER WHO IS A WHORE! THEY COULD’VE AT LEAST WROTE ME OFF AS DEAD OR SOMETHING!”

Robin winces, “See?”

Griffin nods. “That’s real. He’s real.”

“And there were a few that mentioned Finney as my queer platonic partner, it was actually a little funny,” Robin snorts, “or the threesome fics.”

“Those were nasty.” Finney says. “So… so explicit. I didn’t even know there were that many euphemisms for penis. Also, why am I always so… So.”

Robin nods. “I get it. It’s a hard pill to swallow, hm?”

“The submissive tag scares me.”

“Okay, baby.”

“Thank you, Griff.”

“No—No, I’m calling you a baby.”

“…Oh.”

Griffin shrugs, “Bruce did you pull it up?”

“Yeah,” Bruce turns his phone over to the camera. “The Bad Boy and Me by camrusso247. Cam Russo, let’s see what you got.”

Vance puts his face in his hands. “I’m gonna kill myself.”

“Ooh,” Bruce smiles. “It has a playlist! And graphics,” he turns his phone, “Look!”

Robin leans closer. “Nice!”

“Okay, okay—Robin scan the spotify code so we can get the full experience.”

“Already on it, Brucie,” Robin scans it.

“Okay, yall ready?” Bruce asks. Robin waits for Bruce’s cue to start the music. The song plays softly.

“Chapter One — Crybaby. I am not a crybaby,” Bruce reads aloud, “In fact I rarely cry at all. It’s just not something I do, unless I get injured which isn’t as often as you would think for a ‘nerd’ in a public highschool. For the most part students leave me alone, despite the cliches, and I have a few acquaintances and friends. But back on topic. I’m not a crybaby. I don’t sniffle, I don’t whine, I don’t get a headache and my throat doesn’t ache with the exertion of holding in tears—Okay this is great so far.”

“I’m intrigued,” Robin leans forward, sipping his Caprisun. “Continue.”

“Exertion of holding in tears,” Bruce says again, “but it seems to be happening right now. My hands tremble, like mini-earthquakes in my skin, rattling the bones, and squeezing the muscles and veins into nervous jumps. I curl up into myself in the empty janitor’s closet. I wish I could say I was getting bullied, or had a recent tragedy happen to me—but there was nothing. Just a random, unexpected panic attack that left me gasping for breathes in the hallway. I managed to close myself in the closet to hide away from the overwhelming sounds of people. It wasn’t exactly helping. I still couldn’t breathe. I was hyperventilating. Tears rolled down my cheeks.”

Bruce stops. “I can’t even make fun of this it’s good.”

“Yeah, that’s one of the good ones apparently,” Griffin says, munching on popcorn. “It’s like. Before Vance publicly came out, so you and Billy and Finney aren’t mentioned which was a missed opportunity, actually.”

“Damn,” Bruce pouts.

“Keep going.”

“Oh, right—okay—It couldn’t have been more than eleven or twelve minutes, or maybe longer, with how little oxygen I was receiving. I felt crazy, like everyone could tell where I was and how pathetic I was for struggling to breathe. And—suddenly—the door opened. There was a quick shuffle as a student shoved their way inside. I didn’t bother to look up, because I was too dizzy to lift my head from my knees.”

“Then, a voice asked: ‘Hey are you okay?’”

“Stop, stop.” Robin says.

“What?”

“The voice. Stop that.”

“No.” Bruce says simply. “I don’t want to.”

“You’d have better luck painting the Mona Lisa was a toothpick,” Billy tells Robin apologetically. “He always does the voices. It’s his favorite thing.”

“It’s disturbing.” Griffin mumbles. “Very disturbing.”

“You have not suffered Bruce sitting in a rocking chair in your room at three in the morning—reading children’s novels in different character voices with a blanket and one of those yellow-tinted night lights; I don’t want to hear any complaints.”

Everyone looks at Finney in bafflement, and then slowly swivel to Bruce.

“Bruce,” Billy starts gently, “We don’t own a rocking chair.”

“I know—I borrowed it from Gertrude on the floor below us, every other night back in Boston. Had to drag it into the apartment.”

“I…?” Billy stops. “Wait, a fucking moment—so it wasn’t a dream!”

“Apologizes, my love.” Bruce says, completely unapologetic.

“Why would you do that!?”

“You walked in during a pivotal point of the Princess and the Pea,” Bruce recalls, “Finney was half-awake and tucked in. It was either you joined for story-time or I activate the color changing mode on the nightlight to make you think it’s a dream.”

“You had on little half-moon glasses like Dumbledore! You had a pink blanket! And a wig! Of course I assumed it was a dream! Finney had on a princess crown!”

“I had on a what?” Finney hisses.

“It was Princess and the Pea.” Bruce says, completely serious, “He was the princess in the bed, ergo he needed a crown. I even placed a frozen pea under his pillow.”

“Oh my God…?”

Vance looks at Bruce. “Bruce. Honey.”

He shrugs, “We had theme nights. I put wolf ears on Finney for Red Riding Hood, and an apple on him for Snow White, or well, apple slices from a kid’s meal at the restaurant down the street. I would’ve put on a wig for him for Rapunzel, but I didn’t want to wake him too much—so I just settled for a picture of a tower.”

Robin stares. “…You’re a twisted man.”

“Thank you,” Bruce preens.

“That was not a compliment, honey,” Vance massages his temples. “At all.”

“Compliments are what you make of them,” he shrugs, “Now let’s continue onwards—and I am doing the voices, Griffin.”

Griffin walks to the fridge, pulls out a white wine bottle and starts to drink it. Bruce seemingly takes that as a sign to continue.

“I couldn’t lift my head, or speak. I shook my head in a No. ‘Can you breathe?’ No, but I couldn’t exactly communicate that. ‘Here,’ the male voice said, ‘I have a spare asthma inhaler I haven’t used yet. It should help.’ I chanced a glance up and saw green hair, bright and neon.” Bruce pauses. “Wait I thought it was Vance—is this Griffin?”

Griffin sighs.

“—Griffin Stagg, I think his name is. They’re in my grade—skipping one, I think—and honestly a little intimidating. Not for anything other than their beauty and perpetual presence in and out of jail. My dad told me to steer clear since he didn’t want me involved with quote ‘That crowd’. I shrink back a little. I struggle to speak. ‘No,’ I rasp, ‘I need to wait it out. Have to… have to learn to breathe on my own.’” Bruce blinks. “Well that was cringey, let’s hope that gets rectified quickly…”

“We are hoping.” Robin says, eating his popcorn.

“But Griffin looks at me weirdly. ‘Just accept the help, dumbass. It’s not like it’s drugged, Blu.’ I startle. ‘How do you know my name?’ I ask. ‘We share Gym’ Griffin says. ‘You play soccer. How else would I know that, freak?’ …”

“Sounds like Griffin not gonna hold y’all,” Billy says, arm around Griffin’s waist.

“I’m literally so fucking nice, kill yourself.”

“You first bitch,” Billy says.

“You guys are so weird, don’t include us in your foreplay.” Bruce sighs. “At this point I’m gonna read this in my own time.”

Vance groans.

[Timestamp: 00:27:37]

“Oh my God—Vance you just saved him from tripping in the hallway, this shit is so cute!” Bruce squeals, “Aw! Blu is a sweetheart!”

Vance’s blush looks permanent. “I am going to kill myself.”

“Hush, we haven’t even gotten to the juicy parts. Apparently the tags say illegal street races, car sex... and, also, gun kink.”

“IT SAYS WHAT.”

[Timestamp: 01:00:22]

The camera is in a different position, now catching everyone in the room and propped up on the TV stand, presumably.

Vance is fire truck red. Bruce is sitting half on-half off his lap and is reading a detailed smut scene.

“I think this is it.” He says to the camera as Bruce continues mercilessly. “It’s time I kill myself.”

Bruce grabs his hand and rubs soothing back and forth motions with his thumb on the back of Vance’s hand.

He looks at Robin. “Please kill me—this is so embarrassing?”

Bruce pauses, looks at Vance, and says: “Chief?”

Vance shakes his head no, and buries his face in Bruce’s shoulder.

“All friendships need a safe word,” Finney says to the camera flatly. “Because that’s a totally normal thing to have.”

“Why not, we do?” Robin hums. Finney slaps his shoulder.

“Safe words are for pussies,” Griffin says.

“He’s joking,” Billy says to the camera, “he literally told me this morning if he ever makes me really upset to let me know so we can talk it out and we can use a word to signify serious time.”

“Shut the fuck up and stop telling people I care about you it’s ruining my image.”

“We’re dating,” Billy says, clearly not listening. Griffin scowls.

Bruce is still speaking. “Okay we found the gun kink—whoa, role reversal, it’s Vance who likes the gun pointed at him.”

Vance whines. “That is not a kink I have, that is not a kink I have, that is not—”

“Tell the camera so people can make accurate fanfiction.”

Vance looks at the camera. “I am a child of God. A virgin, innocent and pure. I do not have kinks. What I have is my virtue.”

Robin and Griffin burst into laughter. “Oh, so we hallucinated you sexiling us from the basement or…?”

“Yes,” Vance says.

“So you’re denying having sex in the basement?”

“No, but we usually did it in my car.” Vance hums.

“Oh so they got that part right?” Bruce asks. Vance scowls in response.

Griffin screeches, “I FUCKING KNEW IT AND YOU LIED TO MY FACE ABOUT IT!”

Vance shrugs, “If I admitted to that, I would also have to admit I was fucking a very specific person and I did not want to do that.”

“Who?”

Vance pulls out his phone. Griffin’s phone rings. Robin, Billy, and Finney look over and gasp.

“Are you serious right now?”

“I really don’t want to talk about it,” Vance says. “I think eighteen year old me was absolutely unhinged.”

Bruce isn’t even reading out loud anymore, just reading to himself. “Hey, Vance…?”

He tilts the phone over, Vance is tracing stars into Bruce’s knee. “Hm? Oh… no, no it’s not.” He whispers something in Bruce’s ear.

“Oh, you sick bastard.”

Vance shrugs. “No shame in my game.”

“So much shame. The most shame.”

Vance shrugs again. “Keep reading though, have fun.”

“But now it’s not accurate,” Bruce whines. “Now I can’t, like, imagine it—”

Vance pauses. “You were imagining it before—?”

“We need a new fic.” Bruce tells the group at large, “I actually like this so much.”

Vance groans. “Robin next.”

“My shit is mostly crack fics,” Robin shrugs. “Or women… lots of women in there…”

“I found a Billy x Robin one.” Bruce announces at large. “Contains submissive Robin. Just sent the link.”

“Absolutely not,” Robin hisses in outrage.

“The companion fic is Griffin x Finney following the Halloween Showcase. The tags are: semi-public sex, inappropriate use of a microphone, i believe in switch supremacy and switch griffin stagg is alr a tag so, but for the purpose of this fic, Bottom Griffin Stagg, Top Finney Blake, AngelWings, Rough sex, Blood Kink, Belligerent Sexual Tension. Link sent.”

“Sounds hot,” Griffin hums. “Finney?”

“I’m not gonna lie those tags are worrying me what do you mean inappropriate use of a microphone? How? What are we doing with it?”

“Fellatio probably.” Vance hums.

“One of the other tags is rough public sex so, I feel like this is very unhinged.”

“…Let me read it.” Robin and Billy say at the same time.

“I feel it important to say I will not have a foursome with you guys as Billy is family to me and the last time we entertained the thought of more we both got sick,” Finney says flatly. “Griffin get your hand off my thigh.”

Griffin removes his hand slowly.

“Throwback to that time Finney and I made out in a frat house and both of us were so disgusted afterwards that Finney questioned his sexuality and I started watching My Little Pony.”

“What.”

“Yeah, I had a hard time differentiating romantic and platonic feelings from one another.” Finney wrinkles his nose, cute and apologetic, “If it makes you feel better I did it with Bruce too and that cemented that they were best friends ONLY.”

“So you and me are still on the table?” Griffin asks.

Finney thinks about it.

“You have to think about it?” Robin gasps. “One of my best friends?”

“…No,” Finney replies to Griffin slowly, not blinking. “I love my fiance.”

“I don’t care just keep me out of it,” Robin says. “I’ve seen Griffin naked enough times in my life.”

“Okay Robin,” Finney says dryly. “If you fuck Billy—I want to fuck Griffin.”

“Do I get a say in this?” Billy raises his hand.

“No,” Robin, Finney, and Griffin say at once. They’re completely off-task from the reading of fanfiction.

“If I fuck Billy—motel?”

“Hotel,” Finney corrects. “Billy deserves better. And you have to have fun.”

“Billy seems like fun.” Robin hums.

“Griffin seems fun, too,” Finney agrees. “Therefore fair is fair. You cheat, we cheat.”

“Is it cheating if it’s a mutual thing?”

Finney thinks on it. “Probably not.” Then, “Actually, give me and Griff the one about us.” He reaches for his phone and scoots closer to Griffin. “Interesting.”

“I’m a little intrigued by the tags,” Griffin hums, curled up besides Finney.

“WHOA!” Robin throws his phone.

“What? What!?”

“It was a very hot open,” Billy says. “There was no build up. No foreplay. Right into it.”

Finney laughs. “We have tons of foreplay. Very graphic description here.”

“Why do think they I actually bit you during the showcase?”

“Well, that explains the blood kink tag,” Finney blinks.

[Timestamp: 01:26:19]

Bruce is absorbed into the fanfiction. “Okay, so I feel like we have reached the climax of this fic—Blu found out Vance’s mom is in the hospital in a coma, Vance found out that Blu is lowkey homeless—shoutout to the author for linking articles, linktrees, and charities for homeless people, you’re an angel—and the antagonist of the fanfiction is planning revenge and is also a serial killer and Blu’s stalker.”

Vance sighs, defeated. “The gun kink is still upsetting me. Why? What about me screams gun kink?”

“You’re very attractive in the sense that you give off an intimidating vibe. The tattoos don’t help either.”

“I like my tattoos.”

“Yeah, I do too—and so do three million other people.” Bruce huffs. “Your gang name is the Phantoms, by the way.”

“Good Lord…” Vance rubs a hand down his face.

Bruce pats his shoulder. “There, there… There, there…”