#Phil is SO EXCITED imma cry

[femmmie]

he's so excited! brb crying

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hiii!!! do you think you could do a young wilbur soot x gn! reader where they’re 16/17 and the reader gets her drivers license finally but you and wilbur have been broken up for a year so you drive past his house? or base it off of olivia rodrigos drivers license song because i’m totally not going through that in my life rn 😅

I Know (We Weren't Perfect)

I hope you feel better 💕

In which- You've been broken up for a year, but you can't help but go back and find out the truth.

A/N: lol where I live, we don't get our licenses till we're 18 or smth like that. Imma try my hardest cause I haven't listened to Olivia Rodrigo's music in ages and I don't have my license so... Also, I'm so sorry this took so long. I have my motivation back now. I'm also really shit at endings and I am on the verge of genuinely crying so I had to try and make the ending happy for me, I'm sorry. I did try my hardest, but I don't want to cry.

Chapter info: bittersweet, poor Olivia Rodrigo recall, sad reader, sad everyone ig, driving, reminiscing, swearing, loud music, somewhat alright ending (I didn't cry WOOHOO)

Pronouns: None (You/Yours)

Based off of this song:

Masterlist:

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You had always talked about this moment with him. You were both so excited for this moment. You had both talked about this since you were children, and how excited you both were.

But it didn't quite work out in your favours.

He had recently broken up with you. You weren't sure why. But it left you in shambles, your head screaming for an explanation. You genuinely loved him. So fucking much.

People you wish didn't find out, found out. And immediately spread rumours about why he broke up with you. He found another person who made him feel better, he didn't love you anymore, he hated you, he thought you were too much to deal with. You couldn't believe anything they were saying. You didn't believe anything. What blonde girl? Who is the blonde girl? Who are they talking about? What are they talking about?

You knew it wasn't the healthiest coping mechanism, and you knew it was hurting you more than helping, but you just couldn't help it. Driving through the suburbs was a struggle. Your mind kept drifting off and convincing you that you were driving home to him.

You didn't even know if he lived in the same city as you even more.

You still had his phone number, and you got confirmation from Tommy that his phone number was still the same. Time and time again, you tried your very hardest to contact him and ask about what happened, but you couldn't bring yourself to press the 'send' button.

Now, you finally have your drivers license, and oh my god, did it hurt. The minute you found out, you cried in happiness. "I HAVE MY DRIVERS LICENSE" you yelled over the phone to your friend. But little did they know, you curled up under the blankets each night and sobbed. Why was he gone? Why is he suddenly out of your life?

Is he alright? Does he still love me? Does he still know who I am? Does he think about me like I think about him?

These thoughts plagued your mind each night.

You can't even dare to drive past the coffee shop you visited every week, along the road next to the beach, near any of your mutual friends' houses, past your schools.

My goodness, you still love him, it hurts.

And no one understands.

Where is he now?

How is he?

Contacting Phil, your "father figure", your comfort now, you ask how Wilbur is, how he's doing, how he's holding up. If he still thinks of you.

And the answer you got back was certainly mixed.

The message read: (Don't worry, sweet. He is totally alright, he's doing well. I haven't heard anything different from him from when you both were together. And of course, he definitely still thinks of you. Would you like me to come over?)

And you replied: (Yes. Yes. Please. Come over.)

And now here Phil was. On your sofa, next to you, holding you close, letting you cry.

And the message entered your head again. And it all made sense.

Phil hasn't heard anything different. Wilbur used to ramble on and on and on about you to Phil. and nothing has changed. So of course he has to still talk about you. And he still thinks about you. So he is affected by it, but he may also be too scared to reach out to you.

"Phil" You said with a shaky voice.

"What's wrong, sweet?" He replied soothingly, almost entirely like Wilbur. He's learnt how to talk to you like a daughter, instead of a friend.

"Your message. You said you don't hear anything different, and he still thinks of me? But he used to ramble on about me all the time? So does he still do that?" You frantically asked.

He laughed a little, bringing down your hopes, and then he continued.

"Y/n. Of course he still thinks about you. Of course he still rambles about you. It's all positive I promise." And that's when you blurted your true question.

"Can you take me to him? Please? I need to see him." You pleaded, and Phil lead you out to his car, and off you went.

As soon as you got there, you raced up the front steps, and knocked slightly on the door, awaiting him. What you didn't expect was him on the phone, a can of some drink you didn't know, and a scruffed up house.

As he locked his focus on you, you noticed the weariness behind his eyes, the worry. His eyes widened, and he said goodbye to the person on the phone, and looked at you quizzically. Extending your arms sideways, like you always used to, he placed his hands on your forearms and pushed them back down to your sides.

Tears brimmed your eyes. Did he hate you? Did Phil lie? Does he not want you he-

You felt long, familiar arms wrap around you and lift you off the ground, spinning you around. You were glad he's alright and still thinks of you but you knew you couldn't just immediately go back to being attached at the hip. At the best for the moment, you could go back to being friends.

"I'm so fucking sorry. I was drunk and I didn't know what I was doing. And when I woke up at my house, I was so confused. Please forgive me, I feel so bad for leaving you. I've meant to contact you and apologise, but I couldn't. Please. I still think of you. Please?" He started with no tears, and ended in a sob.

You waved off Phil and walked in with Wilbur.

"Of course I forgive you. Why wouldn't I? I just wish one of us asked or reached out. I really want to go back to what we were, but we can stay as friends, or whatever you want, okay?" You comforted. Now you understand.

"Please. I am happy with going back to what we were. I would like to be friends first but if we can't wait, which I know for a fact is unbearable for both of us-" He laughed. What a joyous sound., "-we can go back."

And that's where the relationship began (for the second time)

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Again, I do apologise for making it a happy ending. I didn't know which you wanted so I went with what felt fright for me. Hope you enjoyed it.

[spaceoceania]

OH MY GOD IT'S HERE

AAAAAAAAASVSUAJSHSIABSID OH MY FREAKING GOD IM GONNA CRY EGEIWW

What- Do you have powers or something?? Cause i literally just said how "I cant wait to see what you post" AND HERE YOU ARE- POSTING SOMETHING FUCKING AWESOME OH MY LORDDDD YES THANK YOU😭😭🙏🙏🙏💖

YALL LOOK AT THAT👏👏✨💙👆🙌✨

I'm gonna cry they're literally SO PRETTY OMLLLLLL😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏🙌🙌✨✨I love love love love how you gave us a FOUR (4) different drawings of all three of them AND ALL THREE OF THEM PARALLEL EACH OTHER OMFGGG👏👏🙌🙌✨✨ THAT IS SO COOL AND CLEVER OMGAVDKWHDISNS 👏✨

And the little description of them too is so cool!! Im like?? Shook :00 LIKE EMMA AND PHIL OMG YES IM SO DOWN FOR THAT😭😭❤❤👏👏 And Andrew as the owner omfg YOU'RE SO CLEVER SHWKAJS👏👏 Also I see you👀👀 AND I SEE THAT THEIR BIRTHDAYS ARE THEIR MANUFACTURE DATE SGSIWHDD THATS SO SMART👏👏👏🙏🙏✨✨ And also their models match their IDS!!👏👏 Im so living for this on a whole other level omgg🙏💖🙏

And Ray omg rayyyyyy🙏🙏🙌🙌✨✨👏👏👏 RAY AS CONNOR JUST MAKES SO MUCH SENSE AND I LOVE YOU PORTRAY THAT IN YOUR DRAWINGS👏👏💖💖💙💙✨✨

And Norman- oh my god Norman...

HE'S FUCKING FABULOUS👏✨

I love him so much you dont understand. AND HIS CAPE IS WHITE WHICH MAKES SO MUCH SENSE WGDKWHWJ👏👏✨🙌🙌💙💙 And omg that imagine with his black eyes is both terrifying and beautiful?? I LOVE IT🙌🙏💖 It, once again, reminds me of that part of the game and boyyyyyy👏👏 AND OOF HE'S SO PRETTY WITH A BLUE AND YELLOW-BROWN EYE🙌✨GOD I LOVE HIM

I love this so much

BLESS YOUR SOUL FOR THIS OMG💖

The Promised Humanity

The Promised Neverland x Detroit: Become Human crossover AU

MODEL AX-63194 Manufacture date: 22/08/2034 Registered name: Emma Property of: Andrew Williams

MODEL RX-81194 Manufacture date: 15/01/2038 Registered name: Ray Property of: CyberLife

MODEL RX-22194 Manufacture date: 21/03/2031 Registered name: Norman Property of: James Ratri

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What a Beautiful Wedding Ch. 4: The Shake Up

Summary: The group continues to try and free their friends.

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

As the shock wave rippled out, all the bubbles felt it. But only a couple were jolted from their haze. Dark in his bubble was mentally ripped out of the sitcom haze he was trapped in. Dream in his bubble froze and was almost tagged in the back with an arrow  as he came to. Ranboo let out a warbled hiss. Thomas stopped mid-conversation with Logan and Nico. And both Karl and Nate collapsed and held their heads right before the group showed up in their bubble.

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CHANNEL 12

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Ranboo hissed and made little vwoop sounds as he felt like someone was trying to drive a spike through his head.

“Bossman?” Tubbo looked over from where he and Tommy were trying to build “the worst scarecrow ever” and Michael looked at him in concerned confusion. Ghost looked over from where he was with Tommy and Tubbo.

“I . . . we need . . . where’s Techno?” Ranboo looked around in distress. He’d been at a wedding and Techno had come to his rescue.

“Who’s Techno?” Tubbo asked in confusion before he blinked and looked around in disorientation. “Techno? Why . . .”

Tommy blinked, the haze lifting as he looked around. “The [BLEEP][1] are we?”

“Did somethin’ just [BLEEP] censor you?”[2] Tubbo gasped. “No! [BLEEP]! [BLEEP]! Bloody [BLEEP] [BLEEP]!”[3]

“Hah!” Tubbo looked around, trying to find a camera. “Got that one out, you American [BLEEP]![4]”

Shroud and Michael started giggling and Tommy looked down at Shroud in confusion.

“Umm, is that thing mine?” Tommy said as he walked over and Shroud held up his hands. He suddenly started looking more spider-like. He had two extra sets of arms and then he blinked and had eight eyes.

“Awww,” Tommy smiled fondly. “Imma[5] call you: Shroud. Shroud Innit.”

Shroud hung onto Tommy with inhuman strength as Tommy looked around, trying to find an exit but none of the doors actually worked and any “people” besides their little family had mysteriously disappeared. “We need ta[6] get outta[7] here.”

“Now, hold up,” Tubbo’s brain began turning. “Let’s think about this.”

“Think about what?” Tommy scoffed. “This is obviously Dream trying to control us again. You green teletubby [BLEEP][1]!”

“Yeah, but if it’s him, he’s done nothin’[8] ta[6] us,” Tubbo said and pulled a soda out of the mini fridge under the counter. He tapped the can a couple times before opening it. The can sounded like a soda can, the contents even tasted like the real thing. “We have free food, a roof o’er[9] our heads. How’s this any worse than what we had before?”

“Because it’s Dream,” Tommy spat. “Have you forgotten what he did ta[6] us? We need ta[6] escape while we have the chance.”

“We don’t need ta[6] do anything,” Tubbo told him firmly and picked Nichael up.

“It’s Dream!” Tommy yelled.

“Who cares?!” Tubbo shouted at them. “I don’t care if it’s Dream or the [BLEEP][10] space wizards who put us here. We’re safe.”

“Umm, maybe,” Ghostbur started, starting to float a bit and regain his ghostly pallor.

Ranboo was letting out nervous hisses as he approached cautiously. “Hey guys, maybe—”

“Ranboo, let’s go!” Tommy grabbed one of the slender teen’s arms and yanked him over.

“No!” Tubbo grabbed Ranboo’s other arm, yanking him back the other way.

“Guys, stop!” Ranboo yelled out and both the teens dropped his arms. “My head hurts.”

Tubbo inched closer and when Ranboo crouched down the shorter man lightly rested his forehead against Ranboo, their adopted son between them. Ranboo let out a sigh as his headache began to clear.

“Boo?” Tubbo urged gently, almost as quiet as a whisper, waiting until Ranboo opened his eyes to speak again. “Boo, we’re safe here.”

“Come on, Ranboo, we gotta[11] get out ‘a[12] here,” Tommy urged but when he went to grab him again the lanky teen uncoiled himself and stood up.

“I can’t leave Tubbo,” Ranboo decided.

Tubbo let out a hitched sigh of relief and Tommy had a look of betrayal on his face.

A look that quickly turned into anger.

“Fine! I’ll figure out what’s goin’[13] on here without yeh[14]!” Tommy spat and pulled away with Shroud.

“Tommy, wait,” Ghostbur called out as he followed them.

Tommy reared back to slam his body weight against the front door of the Bee ‘n Boo, prepared to destroy it, but right as his shoulder came into contact he felt something open and he and Shroud and Ghostbur were pulled somewhere else.

The door, closing behind them.

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CHANNEL 6

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Tommy fell sideways into a bank of son, his and Shroud’s clothing turning from casual late summer wear into heavy fur-lined jackets and overcoats. The clothing was reminiscent of something from the early 1700’s.

Tommy quickly realized it was freezing cold.

Shroud began crying in fear and shock.

“Hey, buddy,” Tommy brought Shroud to his chest, wrapping his coat around him. So that Shroud was double layered.

“He okay?” Ghostbur asked in concern as he floated over.

“Yeah,” Tommy glared around, finding that Tubbo and Ranboo were nowhere to be seen. “He’s fine.”

The two looked over to see a well-worn trail cutting towards a town. They followed it to find a city that was nearly completely empty and as they walked in further they could hear a commotion in the distance.

The noise led them to a massive throng of people around an altar of black stone, raised high above the throng. Tommy shoved his way closer, which got him a fair bit of dirty looks as he got as close to the front as the crowd let him. When he couldn’t get any closer but was close enough to see figures behind a dark, almost sheer curtain he turned to look at the people next to him.

“What’s goin’[13] on?” Tommy demanded.

“The Emperor’s prince is about to be born,” one woman said in excitement. “Her lady will grace us with her presence.”

“Sara Jane’s baby, given to the Goddess for this most joyous occasion,” another woman looked like she was about to start chanting and singing and Tommy did not want to be here for it.

But then one of the figures behind the curtain got closer and the crowd began to get excited.

Tommy began to recognize the silhouette, or more importantly the dark wings behind the figure right before Philza emerged from the curtain.

“Hello everybody!” Phil called out as he parted the curtains. Instead of his green ensemble he was in frosty blues and perfectly whole and healthy wings fluttered out behind him. They twitched and gestured as Phil moved.

Techno was right behind him, but he looked more human and his mask was a large bone white boar skull. He was in a matching blue uniform and his red cape was much shorter.

The crowd went insane, cheering and calling out for Phil.

Philza motioned for the crowd to calm down and once it was quiet enough he used a horn to amplify his voice. “I would like ta thank everyone fer comin’ ta this most joyous occasion and fer the Borris family fer their most gracious gift. But my Lady an’ I would like yeh all to meet the newest member ‘a the royal family.”[16]

The talking began to surge back up before Phil took a knee, as a dark shadow of a woman expanded behind the curtains. She was huge and her face was further veiled by darkness.

“Mum?” Tommy froze in recognition. Ghostbur’s eyes wide and sad beside him.

The crowd rushed to kneel, even Ghostbur who seemed to be trying to follow the social cues around him.

But Tommy didn’t, he and Techno were the only people in attendance that didn’t take a knee. Tommy could feel Techno staring at him.

The silhouette erupted into smoke and Phil searched up to reach up to the altar where something had been set down on top of it. It was a squirming baby wrapped up in a yellow blanket.

“I am proud to announce the birth ‘a[12] my son: Imperial Prince Wilbur!” Phil held the bundled up baby boy up where the crowd could see him.

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Channel 2

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“Quiet on set!” Marc called out before a ripple washed over him and he froze looking around.

“Marc?” Ethan looked at him in confusion. “You okay?”

“Yeah, just we’ll run the scene from top,” Marc ordered through gritted teeth, his eyes looking around as he realized that the world around him was not as big as it should be.

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Accessibility Translations:

1. fuck

2. Did something just fucking censor you?

3. No! Shit! Fuck! Bloody fucking bastards!

4. fucks!

5. I’m going to

6. to

7. out of

8. nothing

9. over

10. fucking

11. have to

12. of

13. going

14. you

15. I would like to thank everyone for coming to this most joyous occasion and for the Borris family for their most gracious gift. But my Lady and I would like you all to meet the newest member of the royal family.

[godblessthecactusess]

hello and welcome to a reaction post of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. s7 ep...9?

(Warning I might have sworn a lot whoops)

This was such a good episode jeez

As I Have Always Been:

- Couldn’t imagine sleeping in a chamber like that omg chlostrophobia

- SOUSA STAYED ASLEEP NEXT TO HER

- what the heck did Sousa just say

- very marvelly time thing (like it fits the marvel aesthetic nicely)

- honestly babes same (edit: I cannot remember what line this was for?)

- “bugsy”

- BLINDED BY THE LIGHT

- “I’m fine” the heck you are

- time drive is buffering guess it runs on virgin media

- did they just die

- I guess they did huh

- “21st century slang for its working normally” got it

- she’s so SCARED and honestly I would be too

- this is so exciting omg

- notice on rewatch: they did the title card twice, clever

- “oh well that’s fun”

- Simmons is so fucking done

- and here we go again

- it’s like a horrible nightmare

- “i dIeD!!”

- I love Clark Gregg, Coulson is going crazy and is hysterical and I love the way he’s acting it, it’s funny

- jEsUs this is giving me so much stress

- sassy exasperated Coulson is (one of) the best Coulsons

- 10 minutes in and my brain is fried

- I feel like she’s gonna remember something really bad

- she’s dying

- shit

- Dekey baby nO don’t be so sad

- “what a pain in the ass”

- did Coulson do it

- IS THERE A STOWAWAY

- oh look we decided to bring Sousa back in

- she don’t remember what

- IS FITZ ON THE ZEPHYR

- was it may?!!

- THAT LOOK DEKE AND ENOCH OMG

- smart move Mack nice

- “son of a bI-“

- I love Sousa

- WAIT NO

- WTF

- HAPPENED

- I think it’s Coulson

- Maybe he just doesn’t realise it

- This ep is really Coulson and Daisy centered and it reminds me of the good old days

- eNoCh?!

- gasp

- Enoch and his friends I love it

- bloody hell

- I kinda hoped it would be Fitz tbh

- did she just kill Enoch

- nope

- “oh dear” WHAT A MOOD

- how many times do you reckon Chloe hit her head on that thing getting out

- I LOVE SOUSA HOLY SHIT

- “sorry”

- I WANNA KNOW WHAT THEY TOLD HIM WHAT WAS THE IRONY

- this is fucking mental wow

- LOOK AT THEM ALL WITH THEIR SCARY FACES

- notice on rewatch: “deke’s very dead” “very” “do we need to be sad about that?” “we do not” these guys are so FUCKING DONE with This Bullshit (TM)

- how the hell are we going to get to the end of this episode huh

- I have mixed feelings about daisysous and I hate it like I would die for peggysous but the writers are making it really hard to not love daisysous

- JUST KISS HOLY SHIT

- sorry self control

- holy shit this is incredible

- DONT STOP FOR CONVERSATION DAISY

- FUCK THEY DID IT I WASNT READY I SQUEAKED

- oh for fucks sake is nothing ever easy

- IS FITZ DEAD WTF

- what hAs she done?!

- dramatic slightly melancholy music

- Enoch my baby I don’t want him to go but I feel like he won’t hesitate to save the team

- talk faster daisy jeez

- what did I fucking tell you

- he won’t hesitate bitch

- deke just looks so amazed that someone would do something like that

- oh no Enoch

- why does it look like an arc reactor

- Joel Stoffer is so good

- “I am feeling, as you might expect, some anxiety now” me before my exams next year

- Getting philosophical about death and imma cry

- or should I say PHIL-osophical

- I’m sorry it’s the wrong time I’ll use that joke another time

- the team won’t survive?

- someone’s gonna get left behind in the past (i.e. they’ll survive but it’ll split the team)

- I have this feeling it’ll be daisy and daniel and they’ll stay in the past and have beautiful babies

- OR what if Daniel gets left behind and he finds Peggy and they live happily ever after like I always wANTED

- but even if that happened something’s still going to happen to the rest of the team

- tears in my fucking eyes

- AS I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN IT MAKES SENSE FUCK

- THE CUPS LIKE DAISY

- nice parallel lads

[dramaticlester]

Marnie and mable

summary: there’s something missing from the lives of dan, phil, and their adopted daughter, marnie. perhaps a bit of golden fur will help that.

genre: fluff

warnings: food mention

marnie was the love of their lives. she was beautiful, smart, and accepted them quickly and whole-heartedly. marnie had been 3 years old when they adopted her, her wide green eyes almost impossible to say no to. dan insisted that might be a problem since phil would get down on two knees and beg to anyone to make her happy, but he assured him he could be strict if necessary. marnie fit in with them well. the perfect combination of both (apart from her apparent love for ballet.)

dan was getting marnie ready for her ballet lesson when she first called him dad.

“dad, can you tie my shoes tight?” it was pretty incoherent, she was 3 after all, but dan heard it loud and clear. he choked back tears as he said a pathetic “yes,” then kissed the side of her head. marnie didn’t understand, she just smiled and patted his curls with her hand as he was bent down. dan cried to phil when they got home later that evening.

phil was cooking dinner when marnie waltzed in, her ballet costume taken off and replaced by fluffy dumbo pajamas.

“food, pa?” she said, a little hand tugging insistently at phils bottoms.

he was more composed, “it’ll be about 10 minutes, mar. why don’t you help dad with the table?”

he didn’t cry, really, it was just because he was cutting onions.

marnie turned 4, and then 5, and then 6. dan and phil swelled with pride every single day for their little girl. she was excelling at school, she loved music and sitting on dan’s lap as he played piano, and her ballet dances were enough to bring them to tears. she was wonderful, well and truly.

they were sat down at dinner, looking over marnies school report, when marnie said to them, “dads, i’ve been good.”

dan raised an eyebrow, sipping his glass of water before clearing his throat, “you have.”

“and you said you’d treat me if i did well,” she pushed, her eyes wide. over the years, her hair had gotten longer and coiled adorably over her shoulders, framing her chubby cheeks and beautiful little face perfectly.

“what do you have in mind, mar?” phil said, trying to suppress his grin. he knew; marnie had been pestering for a year.

“well, my teacher said theres an adoption fair at the dog home,” she hinted.

“we’ll think about it, marn,” dan smiled. “we promise, okay?”

“okay, dad,” she nodded. because she was polite like that. she took her dads words all of the time and never second-guessed. for dan, it wasn’t a hard decision. he wanted a dog so badly and couldn’t wait to see marnies face light up. phil was a bit more hesitant.

“it’s not that i don’t want a dog, love,” phil said as they climbed into bed, dan’s head hitting phils chest as soon as it could. he wound an arm around his waist. “it’s just a lot of responsibility.”

“we said that when we adopted marnie and look how that turned out,” dan smiled. he heard phil sigh and dan was satisfied that he’d won.

“okay, love. we’ll go down to the shelter this weekend.”

“thankyou, love you.”

“i love you, more.”

marnie was bouncing when they told her the news over breakfast.

“-but once we get a dog, you have to keep up your good behaviour, marnie,” phil said sternly, looking at her. “id like to think you haven’t just been behaving for the possibility of a dog.”

“i haven’t, pa, i promise. imma be good,” marnie said, crossing her heart like dan had always taught her. dan smiled at her, reaching across to rub her shoulder before eating his cereal.

“good girl”, phil nodded, finally letting his own excitement set in. they were going to get a dog.

the shelter was brimming with life once they arrived. dogs of all shapes and sizes were forcefully wagging their tails and looking at them.

“dan,” phil whispered, tightening the grip he had on his hand. “how’re we gonna choose?”

dan gulped, “i don’t know.”

they walked round the shelter, looking in all of the cages and listening to the owner describe all the dogs. all of them had been lovely so far, but a lot of them weren’t child-friendly or would be difficult to train, which would be important around marnie.

“-now this one,” the owner said, pointing to a fluffy golden retriever. “she’s the sweetest girl you’ll ever meet. she’s great around children and other dogs. she’s well-trained already. she’s only 3 years old and she loves to play.”

“could i ask why she’s here?” dan said, watching marnie as she moved towards the cage, reaching out her fingers so the goldie could lick them. marnie giggled as the dog wagged her tail.

“her owner passed away, unfortunately,” she said sadly. “her owner was a lovely old man who loved her more than life, as his family described. it’s why she’s such a wonderful family dog. it took a while for her to trust us after he died, but now she’ll talk to anyone.”

“this one,” marnie said, turning around to face them. “please. she’s three like i was when you adopted me!”

they didn’t miss the smile that graced the owners lips.

dan and phil shared a glance and then looked to the owner. phil smiled, squeezing dan’s hand with a nod.

“we’ll adopt her.”

it’d been 3 months since they’d adopted their little bundle of golden fluff. she was the most lovable little tyke around, always favouring to sleep on their knees, or at the end of marnies bed at night. she was playful and they loved to go on walks with her to the park. her favourite toy was a little cuddly pig and she had the warmest brown eyes, “like yours, dan,” phil had insisted.

she was fully vaccinated when they adopted her. they’d gone a bit overboard buying things, especially when they got to take her home and were presented with a bag of everything they’d need to take care of her. no one ever cared about a bit of spare, though.

“so, what will you be naming her?” the shelter owner had asked as they filled out the last of the paper work.

“mabel,” phil grinned, his hand already stoking the soft fur on top of her head. “marnie and mabel.”

[derpyslurpy-da-derp-master]

Ni No Kuni/Ni No Kuni 2?

Alrighty since they’re two games imma answer them separately.

Favorite character: Cassiopeia, the poor child mygod WHY ZODIARCHS WHY- 

Aaaaand Daddy Roland, my god I love this man he’s so cool but also is such a good dad to Evan and his backstory is so sad and oh my god imma do a cry

Least Favorite character: Tough call because I don’t outright despise any of the characters in Ni No Kuni, but my least favorite would prooobably have to be Phil. Like, this dude is such an ass to Oliver and Myrtle, Ollie boy you deserve better than this, you’re a good boy you can just be friends with Myrtle okayOh my god I despise Lofty so much. Ni No Kuni spoiled me with how fun and interesting Mr. Drippy is, Lofty’s over here being fairly bland while meanwhile Drippy’s over here being over the top beyond the sun and being filled to bursting with personality, like, the game would be so much funnier if Lofty was more like Drippy or had a strong personality at all

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): Oliver x Esther (My god they’re so cute), 

Pea x Oliver (I now have diabetes from how sweet this ship is), Evan x Tani (EVAN LEGITIMATELY PROPOSED TO TANI AND SHE BECAME HIS QUEEN THEYRE SO CUTE- *explodes*) 

Bracken x Zip (oh my god their relationship is both so sad and so moving, like, Bracken was at her lowest point, she lost her leg and didn’t want to go on, then Zip made her a robotic one, he’s the reason she could go on. That hit me right in the feels.) 

Nu Bi x Fai Do (I can just imagine these two being cute as all hell with Nu trying to be withdrawn and meanwhile Fai’s being an excited puppy dragging him to the blacksmith so they can make stuff together, Nu tries to pretend it bugs him but he can’t hide his smile)

Character I find most attractive: Hm… I’d say… Huh this is tough… Probably Queen Cassiopia, she’s very pretty.Roland, duh. Like, I’m gay and every time I see him I’m just like ‘DAYUM that’s a handsome fella.’

Character I would marry: Imma pass on both ‘cause I got no answer for this 

Character I would be best friends with: Esther and Tani, 100% THEY ARE THE SASS MASTERS THEYRE SO FUNNY I LOVE THEM

a random thought: why aren’t these two games connected more it makes me sad also WHY DID THEY REPLACE FAMILIARS WITH HIGGLEDIES I MISS MY SHONKY HONKER

An unpopular opinion: Shadar’s tragic past doesn’t excuse what he did, he McMurdered and physically broke the hearts of SO MANY PEOPLE

Also Oliver shouldn’t have magically been okay after the splitting of his heart from Shadar’s that would’ve left so much emotional impact and ANGSTThe Kingdom Building and Skirmish systems are the WORST. I hate doing them but I gotta and it sucks!

My Canon OTP: Evan x Tani (Their post game outfits are of their lives after the game and Tani and Evan are dressed as Monarchs THEY GET MARRIED FOR REAL- *explodes again*

My Non-canon OTP: Esther x Oliver (make it cannon you cowards)

Most Badass Character: Cassiopea, like damn this girl kicks some SERIOUS ASS in the final battle, like, how many times have YOU cast a successful Nix spell? This gal does it every time and is the daughter of the Wizard king AND is immortal?! WOAH.Roland. Like, this dude found himself in a strange new world and he straight up SHOT one of Mausinger’s men in the face, like, Mister President is a badass

Most Epic Villain: Shadar, JESUS CHRIST HE HAS THREE PHASES AND THEYRE ALL TERRIFYING

Bastion, Zip’s Kingmaker. Jesus christ HES SO BIG AND SCARY

Pairing I am not a fan of: Swaine x Esther. …Guys. GUYS. ESTHER’S A KID.Roland x Anyone. …Guys… GUYS. HE HAS A WIFE AND A DYING CHILD.

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): Marcassan. I wanted to use him, I really did, but he’s so far behind in levels and the other three are essential to my party, I can’t swap them!Lofty. GIVE LOFTY AN INTERESTING PERSONALITY 2K18

Favorite Friendship: Myrtle and Oliver, oh my god they’re so precious! 

Tani and Evan, they’re so freaking cute and funny together oml-

Character I most identify with: Myrtle (Crappy dad and used to have moderate depression, lacking courage)

Tani because I too am sassy as all hell and blunter then a baseball bat

Character I wish I could be: Pea, I wish I could be as happy as her and able to always see the brightside… I try but it doesn’t always happen. (also this picture hurts my heart because its the last you see of her who left these onions here)

Roland, he’s such a kind an patient man that also knows when it’s best to lay low and when it’s best to fight back. Then again, he’s this way because he’s like 40 or 50 or so, you learn these things through experience.

[thav]

18

totally copying and pasting this first part from my IG but imma add stuff after LOL 

“it was such a process to fully illustrate the sadness in the sexy in the sadness 💔

this seriously was a passion project of mine and i’m so thankful to invite people so dear to my heart to come together and collaborate on something based on a time in my life where i deeply felt so alone. 

it’s really weird to have a tangible, visual representation of an emotion that i’ve felt for so long— on top of this, writing about an experience that i’ve gone through in a more abstract and broad perspective in a way that i haven’t done with my art before was really teaching.

i cannot tell you all how much i wish a form of art existed like this when i was younger. i feel like so many barriers are being broken just by the existence of this project and it still shakes me to my core. i hope 18 brings you clarity and power in one way or another. you’re not someone’s little doll who twirls + yearns in a division of the mind, with a hope that you’d be interesting enough for someone to see you. you’re not just some quick fuck. you were never the one to wait for other p eople to save you from your own life. you’re someone that’s compassionate, honest, and open about their emotions that’s worthy of everything and more. people will take advantage of that if you let them. 🕯

it feels so empowering to feel fucking hot and sexy on my own accord— dancing, emoting, + gazing are things i once used to do for other people, and i’m finally giving myself my OWN energy. it took me so long to have this reclamation and i’m so ecstatic to now share this part of me with you all. i so deeply wish i heard this song when i was going through the things that i was.

18..19..20.. and 21 year old Thav— you’re fucking sick. you turned something really, really ugly into something so striking and beautiful. loving you always and the inner strength you give me is so engulfing sometimes 🪄🧸”

OK now i can go into more depth because IG hated me the day this came out and wouldn’t let me post my full caption LOLOL

18 was a fucking WILD ASS ROLLERCOASTER

LET ME EXPLAIN TO YOU GUYS

this is for contextual purposes

when i was 13-- my first concert ever was HAIM. i’ve looked up to them for my whole life basically.

when i was 17-- Melodrama by Lorde was such an impactful record for me and my teenage years. my favorite song on that project was Writer In The Dark (the strings are gorgeous)

when i was 19-- Norman Fucking Rockwell by Lana Del Rey came out. I didn’t get the whole album at first, but one song stuck out to me-- Love song. the strings in the intro literally could make me cry in itself.

fast forward to when im living in seattle again, in 2021, but this time solely for music. i connect with a podcaster named Blake. Blake tells me that he has a producer friend that’s worked with soooo many artists in the area. and i’m like cool! but it didn’t really grab me or pull me in to be super desired to meet this person

and then i look him up on google one more time. and my jaw drops from looking at his discography

one day i go to his studio with Blake because Blake was insistent that i meet him and at this point i was way more excited to meet him than Blake was for me to meet him. this was the day the trajectory of my life changed forever.

He introduced me to Phillip Peterson, from Tennis Pro.

an AMAZING cellist, bass player, and producer.

get this--

HE WORKED WITH HAIM. LORDE. LANA DEL REY.

literally i’m still fucking freaking out over this. IM LITERALLY SOME RANDOM KID FROM EVERETT AND IM WORKING WITH SOMEONE WHO HAS WORKED WITH MY IDOLSSSSSS

and he’s literally born and raised in seattle. like how fucking cool is that

anyway

i email over phil a song of mine and he fucking kills it-- and i had just written 18 at this point

i wrote a new song with Spencer and I sent it over to my label (s/o Trailing Twelve love you the most) saying that I wanted to replace it with 18 (because 18 was originally on the tracklist of a project we’re putting together)

Nyiko, my label owner said the new song was great! but why cut 18? it’s such a good song (at this point the chorus did not exist and it was literally just a bare bones demo-- just guitar and vox)

to this, i said ok! i have a studio session with Phil and Spence in a few days and don’t know if I wanna make something from scratch, so i’ll bring it in and see how i feel about it!

YOU GUYS

the way this fucking song unfolded itself SO FAST was actually surreal..... it was literally like i was exhaling super hard and finally taking in new air... Phil and Spencer helped me see such a new side of this song and it’s super ironic because now it’s the first single out after Ugly which is really wild to me cus i never saw this coming LOLL

fast forward again, we finish the song, i’m utterly obsessed and obviously start thinking about visuals

me and Maddie were talking about visuals for another single that I thought I was gonna put out first, and we were brainstorming new concepts for the visuals of 18

and i had an idea of still applying the concept of the other song.. onto 18 because i was thinking lyrically-- this song is literally about restriction, confinement, solitude. that’s such a message you can achieve by being in a motel room by yourself. we had Gemma from Giiirlband Productions help us out and they are fucking astonishing at what they do. me and maddie came to the set with no shot list, no plan, just straight up vibes. gemma whooped us into shape and the video really wouldn’t be what it is today without them. like i said earlier, i just felt so powerful in this video, showcasing a song that i worked on with so so so many people who are so important to me and this new-found energy that came from releasing this project will stay lit inside of me for the rest of my life. i now know who i am, what i want, and i’m not changing for anyone. 

i found power within me

[the-entity-with-determination]

Wednesday, December 20th, 2017 (21:19)

Dear diary,

I'm still sick, still haven't studied for school but I've finally completed cleaning my room. Which I mentioned in my previous entry (which didn't get uploaded for some reason :))))) And I must say. I'll never, ever eat any fucking thing in my room again. Cuz when you forget that thing and don't throw it away. It's real fucking nasty man. Bleghhhhhh. Ahhh and I slept in the living room today cuz I was cleaning my room until like. 3 a.m. And still didn't finish cleaning it. So I was like "fuck that. Imma go take a shower and sleep in the living room." Cuz I didn't have any power left to change my bedsheets. Then I've woken up at 11. Texted my friends, checked Snapchat, Instagram and Tumblr and fell asleep again. The next time I woke up was at 14:30-something. I watched some YouTube vids like Dan and Phil games, played with my cats, played the cool ass stranger things game (IT'S SO GOOD) and eventually went to clean my room.

It's so satisfying to see it so clean again. Cuz, honestly I'm not such a tidy person. Maybe I should change that and clean my room every day like normal people do it.

I'm kinda excited to visit L.'s house with S. (Btw let's call L. Naomi and S. Samurai cuz the . is too bothersome for me lmao). I bet it's gonna be hella fun. Ohhhh and now that I think about it. Samurai and Naomi are going to dye their hair with permanent hair dye. Samurai's gonna dye 'em black and Naomi pink. Oh man they're gonna look hella awesome. Ohhhhh Naomi and me are going to bake stuff which I also am looking forward to ✨. So the upcoming Christmas holidays are going to be the best I've ever had.

When I think back on how I used to spend my Christmas holidays, it's kind of depressing. I stayed at home, wasn't in the Christmas mood, didn't interact with anyone and it just sucked. I remember there was even a time were I was close to crying because of loneliness. But this time it's going to be fun and different. I'm just so glad that Naomi, Samurai and me got to be such good friends. The best Christmas present I could ever wish for.

...shit now that I think of it, I still got to finish drawing the Christmas presents for everyone... Fudge..... Oh god I hope it'll look good enough. (Yes I draw Christmas presents digitally cuz daz the only thing I can afford... Sadly. I wish I just could work part time or stuff so I could buy all my friends presents. But my grades are too low for that.)

I can't wait for Christmas and new years eve. I think this year wasn't that bad as 2016. I've got to meet many friendly people. Make new friends. Figured stuff out about myself. The only thing that didn't really change is my laziness, weight and ....height. (I kinda got a complex with my height cuz people make fun of it. I mean. It's kinda embarrassing to be 5'2 at the age of 16. Ughhhh I didn't grow one single centimeter since 3 years now and that spooks me... WHAT IF I'LL STAY THIS SHORT FOREVER ;-;)

I've heard that people like short girls cuz it's cute or shit but honestly would you rather get seduced by a short middle-school kid or a tall hawt woman? Yeah I'd pick the tall one too.

And ffs my personality is pretty childish too. Like... When I can't reach stuff or eat sometin I subconsciously make sounds like "hnnng" or "nom". I've only noticed it when a friend mentioned it and I thought "bish u right 0_0". And yaaaah many people will prolly think that I picked that up cuz I watched too much anime but I actually remember that my ex-best friend did that thing too. And I've heard that when you like or admire a person you sometimes subconsciously copy their habits or behavior. So. Daz what happened. Is2g I'm not a weeb.... Man it smells like food downstairs... meat...

Ok I'm hella hungry so imma go eat sum meat.

Buh-byeeeeeee (22:04)

[hyunsuks-beanie]

*hugs back* bb how are you always this sweet like pls imma cry😭😭I hope you're resting too, take care of your health yeah? I'm counting on you xoxoxoxo

Hehe THIS is what I love y'know?? All the theories and everything lmao. Although, I saw this thread on IG where they said that during the scene where they decide to play football and Jaehyuk leaves, there are only 10 members with Junghwan nowhere to be seen. So people are thinking he may be the ghost that only his classmates can see, and that's why he wasn't visible. Either way, I'm just super excited for ep. 2 aahhh I can't wait🤯🤯

Oml istg we'll be the loudest at the concert lmao, the happiness of meeting each other and of being at the concert😭😭I can't wait to hang out with you hehe it will be super amazing since we're both so alike and since you're already such a great friend💖💖💖💖And oml the pics and vids would be so amazing like I can't even imagine💖

Yeah see you understand😭😭It really hurts me to know that, bc while the comebacks in the rest of year are amazing as well no doubt, those in January always fail to get their deserved recognition🥺🥺🥺And yeahhhhh!! My baby Seungkwan's birthday is then too, and I'm so happy we know he has such an amazing birthday twin like you lmao💖💖💖💖

Awww it's okay hun you're not an ahjumma don't worry *pats head*💖💖I'm a 1999-liner so you're not that old compared to me hehe, and anyway, you're too cool to be an ahjumma anyway. If not twins, then I could maybe be your little sister hehe since we're so similar🤣🤣Anyway I turned 22 earlier this year, and you can only bet I was busy singing Taylor Swift that day lmao.

Eeepppp yass I love all three families too although I simply love Mitch and Gloria and even Phil🤣🤣They're all so funny and it's always so nice to watch them ahhh. And yassss it's like no matter how many times I watch HIMYM, there will always be an episode or a scene that I don't remember having watched, and it's it's a treat watching it again lmao. Although yeah, Tracy's death really took a toll on my health ugh I loved her so much she was just so nice and so perfect for Ted😭😭Like, you know how she was Ted's female version, that's the kind of person I want to be my s/o too hehe, someone who's identical to me haha💖💖💖

Oml yassss we totally are twins for SURE😭😭When I started my Tumblr I really hadn't expected to find someone who would be so much like me and I'm I'm thankful for the day I decided to send you an ask💖💖🥺🥺🥺Thank you for making my stay here even more fun and a lot more lovely with your existence🤩🤩🤩and sadly, WinWin isn't gonna be a part of NCT 2021 but ig it's good for him in a way? I mean, I won't blame him for choosing his drama over getting like 5 secs in a song😩😩😩

And don't worry hun it's always amazing talking to you hehe and it's really great talking to you through these long reblogs. It's kinda like our thing instead of texting hehe, and that makes it all the more fun💖💖And yeah Tumblr really acts annoying 50% of the time and it's so damn irritating😭😭😭But it's working fine for now so I hope it's the same for you as well. Sending all the love your way, and do remember to rest and look after yourself💖💖

Oml you really are so much like me like I can't😭😭😭Kento legit is the LOML these days and I just can't get enough of watching him. Like yeah sure, I liked him back during Death Note too but these days it's just out the roof lmao🤣🤣

Also, I hadn't sent this as an ask earlier lmao I had reblogged your reply🤣🤣bc I want my moots to know just how much I love you💖💖💖💖

So I'm telling you this beforehand, from now on, imma be realigning your replies and tagging you, so that I can show everyone just how cool you are hehe💖💖💖

Also, ALIY is amazing and is always a pleasure to read so shush about it being too long😭😭And please, I'm so happy you enjoy writing it, bc it's the same for me😭One day when you're done with the fic, I would love to collab with you hehe <3

And wow!! Did you enjoy the workshop?? Did you learn sth new?? Take plenty of rest and eat up well, you'll be needing energy starting tomorrow!!!

Love you always💖💖💖💖

Bb why you so nice and sweet it just makes me tear up so much to have such a loving friend 😭😭😭💖💖💖💖

Jfjddjj omg thanks for letting me know too 🥺 it's only been a year in since I've had a tumblr account so like, honestly i learned a lot from you and other people here really 🥺🧡

!!! 😭💖 I can't wait to collab with you one day! Would be such a great honor 🥺 and yup!! I learned a lot of new stuff during the workshop but wowee my notes are just jumbled up when i wrote them down the other day 😂😂 I'll sort it out soon hehe

I'm nervous for tomorrow but!! also kinda excited to see how work goes tomorrow :3 let's wait for our Monday fairy and hope that tomorrow will work out well for us too this week 🥰🤞🏻🍀 hwaiting for the coming week too bub! Let's hustleeeee <3

[marinawriteseventually]

Dan's Diss Track #2 » Dan Howell X Pregnant Reader

Pairing / Dan x Pregnant! Reader

Request / No, send some ig

Warnings / pregnancy warnings ? No swears :0 omg wow / Warnings

P.O.V / Yours

He caresses your cheek, his curls out of control yet always in that he right place. His grin to match his dimples. One hand lowers itself onto your stomach. You’re pregnant, carrying, invincible.

Five months along, dating for seven. He’s brave while you are not. The aches and pains bearable, the actual birth would not be. Until then you could rejoice in happiness.

The three of you - three as in Phil, Daniel and yourself - moved for this reason only. Bigger space that was much more safer for the little one. Of course that was two months after initially becoming pregnant.

The pregnancy hormones were actually refreshing. Dan enjoyed them to. He’d go to make a sassy remark every so often with every craving you had but he had grown accustomed to it. A few small mood swings but otherwise overall great. Somewhere along the lines though something had changed.

“Y/n can you please try to contain yourself!” Dan was annoyed. Four in morning and you had gotten up for your sixth time already; waking him up each time. The third trimester - the one where most could not find sleep. Not only that, but the mood swings came around.

“I can’t help it Dan! Last time I checked you aren’t the one continuously maintaining yourself and another life form!” You were both enraged now, he more so than you. He rolled his eyes before heading for the couch. You sat alone. The eery feeling of being alone was frustrating. You headed for Phil’s room. He welcomed you, gave you a hug even, before you both shared the same bed in comfort.

This happened two months ago. Now, you both still angered at one another. Dan slept at a friends house, you made it your routine to sleep in Phil’s bed let alone his room. Dan would be there during the day only to give a small ‘bye’ before he left for his friends place. You cried the nights away, you found it let you sleep better especially with a clear mind.

A small pain and you were up. Phil’s sheets wet and potentially ruined. You grabbed ahold of him, shaking him awake. He jolted upwards shouting 'I didn’t want to!’. You didn’t question it, you were in too much pain anyways. He quickly took hold of the situation, grabbing a coat and his phone, he guided you to an uber that had taken surprisingly only five minutes.

On the way to the hospital you clung so forcefully to Phil’s arm that he nearly dropped his phone that had Dan on the other end. Dan was already in an uber while you guys had arrived at the hospital. Phil tipped the gal and called for an escort inside. A young man came from inside the hospital with a wheelchair, you definitely couldn’t walk.

Before Dan had gotten there, a older guy had patched up Phil’s slightly bruised arm and commented, “First kid? I know the pain.” Phil didn’t decline he was just thankful Dan had rushed in with arms in good condition.

You had walked around a bit when Dan came around. You had to be dilated at 8 or more to begin pushing. He nodded at you before sitting in a chair.

“Daniel James Howell, at a time like this how could you be sitting in a chair while i’m painfully about to squeeze a watermelon out of my lemon sized h-” He stood up and began massaging your shoulders. “That’s what I thought!” You couldn’t help this, everything was breezy so far except labour. Oh you despised it, not as much as actually giving birth.

Your screams were clear and just about terrifying for any other soon to be mothers in the maternal care section.

Finally after about fifteen outbursts from you and two hours, Mason Adrian Howell was born at four twenty in the morning. Dan was smiling, you, not so much. You were crying from happiness and exhaustion. Dan was holding him with every intention of keeping him.

“So…,” Dan spoke, “We good? Or do I have to roast myself twice with a sick diss track?” His joke was enough to make you forgive him and love him even more.

Then, as though on cue, Phil entered. His hand patched up and the target; the fragile newborn that was softly resting in the hands of Dan. “Um Phil, don’t break him!” Dan carefully transferred Mason onto Phil.

“He’s adorable! Has a lot of Dan in him to,” You laughed, mostly because of the drugs you were given and the thought of another sassy Dan being around.

“So, what did you name him?” Phil was excited, probably hoping he was bestowed upon as the godfather. “Mason Adrian Howell,” you spoke right before Dan had the chance obvious that he wanted to tell his best mate the name. Phil handed the baby to you, this being the first time holding him. With eyes like caramel and hair like cinnamon, this was your child. Of course most of your traits apparently were recessive - Dan traits took over basically -.

“We still sleeping in the same bed?” Dan announced a little hint of guilt in his voice. Me and Phil just stared at each other blankly and laughed - quietly of course - If he was anything like his father we would not like to be woken.

“Am I missing something?”

•

So, this was written at 3 and 4 in the morning. Don’t judge me here it just happened. Didn’t go back on it to check any errors so whoops! Idk father dan sounds cute, can someone make a masterlist of just dan during pregnancies or him finding out. SOMETHING TO DO WITH BABIES WIT HIM AND SEND ME IT PLZ!!! I was gonna get guidance for this but imma only do that for the buttercreams…