#She spends a bunch of time at their place anyway cause her own home is a literal wreckage

[jewbeloved]

stan,kenny and wendy with a ghost s/o? like s/o died in south park (cause,i mean cmon,if you dont have plot armour are you really gonna survive?) and they just kinda haunt sp.they also have similar abilities to damien (flight,telekinesis,teleportation,ect),maybe they even have a human/physical form like him too 😃?

Stan, Kenny, and Wendy with a ghost s/o💙🧡🩷

warnings: Plasmophobia (If you have it)

Gender: Neutral

💙 Stan Marsh ⚽

Blud thought he was hearing things because someone kept calling his name and he didn't know where it was coming from.

Stan began to get irritated and demanded whoever was calling his name multiple times to show themselves.

You just now realized that you were invisible to Stan and he obviously cannot see you. So you make yourself visible while making the place around you cold asf.

The gif above is Stan's brief reaction before he jumps back in complete shock.

It took him a while to realize it was you but in the form of a ghost.....

Stan wasn't really close to you at all when you first came to south park. Probably because he didn't even notice you were there.

He did hear about one of the students dying on the news but he didn't think it was you.

But since you're a ghost that death that occurred confirms it was you after all. He feels guilty that he never spoken to you, not even once before you died.

You both started to have a lot of conversations with each other after your first meeting. Stan obviously snuck out during lunch or free time to go talk to you behind the school.

Stan always talked about you to Kyle though. Kyle thought he had a screw loose since Kyle can't even see you.

You like to tease Stan with your powers and scare him a lot. I'd like to think Stan always puffs his cheeks whenever he's angry and you find that cute :)

If physical contact was possible he would be so happy. If you allow him to be able to touch💙💙💙💙

🧡 Kenny Mccormick 🍄

You both already know about each other.

You always remembered the times Kenny has died and comforted him after he regenerates the next day.

But when he heard that you died he was so sad that he couldn't stop crying because you weren't immortal like him so you couldn't come back to life.

That all changed when he started shivering because his room got cold all of a sudden and this woke him up out of his sleep.

He thought that he accidentally left the window open so got up to go look, only for him to find out that it was never opened.

He then felt a soft tap on his shoulder and turned around immediately while flinching.

"Oh for heavens sake Kenny, It's just me (Name)...".

....................

.........................................................

Wait what?

A ghost?

You?

I guess he shouldn't be surprised just by seeing that. He was so happy and relieved to hear that it was just you.

You really came back to see him...well in a ghostly form anyway because you're dead.... Kenny's happy nonetheless!

You both can go back to interacting with each other again! But he's still a bit sad that he isn't able to feel your heartbeat anymore whenever he hugs you. Please cheer him up.

Since Kenny is immortal, you both can literally spend the rest of your lives together forever now that you're here <33333🧡🧡🧡🧡

🩷 Wendy Testaburger 💮

Like Kenny, you and her have known each other ever since you moved to south park.....or whatever you did in order to get there.

She one day saw that you weren't home at all and she panicked thinking you went missing.

It wasn't until your parents told her that you recently had died (Or if she finds out on her own if you don't have any parents).

You and her had a close bonding relationship and she was devastated to hear the news.

She will wear anything you had left behind before you died (hats, scarfs, etc.)

When she was cleaning out her locker for her next class. She saw a bunch of students running away from the janitor's closet, screaming about how the closet is haunted or something.

Wendy brushed it off as them being weird until Bebe told her that she saw a ghost in the closet. Wendy signed and went to check it out for herself since she trusts Bebe.

She opened the closet door and saw nothing inside.

She was about to go and confront Bebe for lying to her until she saw a ghostly figure that looked exactly like her.

She screamed until you shifted back into your normal self and reassured her that it was just only you.

She couldn't believe it, she always thought ghosts weren't real...how is it possible for someone to be able to see ghosts????

She's going through the five stages of grief right now that she can't even mutter another word out. Eventually she can't escape reality in the end.

She doesn't know exactly what to do now that she is seeing you again as a ghost?? But those tears streaming down her cheeks told you everything you needed to know about how she feels.

You noticed that she was wearing your stuff (If you had any) while you were hugging her.

You kept hugging and comforting her until she stopped crying. Telling her that you would never leave her even in death. 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

[starsunderwaterr]

Comfort with the Idols + Agents! (pt. 1)

Hey guys! I really do apologize for the late posts. Trying to manage my time better. Not even gonna hold you all, my week's been pretty ass, and I think I can speak for all of us when I say that we could all use a little bit of comfort from our favorite cephalopods. Enjoy guys, love you ♡

I'll just be doing Squid Sisters for this part bc I am currently on a plane traveling home and I am off the extremely desired two hours bro

All characters are 18+

Minors DNI

Callie!

Welp

Girlie knows exactly when you’re upset

She can just read you that good because she’s the same way way herself

She can tell when you’re upset based on your body language, and she’ll do her best to be there for you

She’ll start by sending a few texts, but of course, it depends on the situation

‘Heyyy!! I noticed you were really off today and I just wanted to make sure you were feeling okay!!! (≧◡≦) ♡ let me know if there’s anything I can do to help!! ♡ ♡’

She doesn’t always want to press, but if you let her in, she’ll be all over you (in a good way)

Anything you need, she’ll get, and she means it

Water, candy, your favorite takeout place, a gun

In all seriousness, if you ask her to come over, she will bring a whole bunch of your favorite comfort things, go on a whole spending spree just for you so that you can feel better

She's definitely gonna make you something hot and warm, grab a blanket, and sit down with you on the couch to talk

Will take your hands and hold them with such gentle care omg>>>

Her hands are also super soft???? Like, girlie takes such good care of her skin

So she's holding your hands and she's just looking at you in your lil sad burrito

The softest voice, "Hey, it's gonna be alright. Tell me what's going on..."

You can't help but tell her, she's just so comfortable to be around

Halfway through telling her, you burst into a sob, and instantly her arms are around you

Will hold you gently but securely so that you feel safe

Will rub your back and kiss your head

Is like,,,, scarily calm but genuinely worried about you, especially because it's not every day that you break down in her arms

“It’s okay to cry, (Y/N). Just let it out. I’m here.”

Her voice is always so gentle and calming, and she’s surprisingly a good listener when things get serious

Holds you until you tire yourself out, and even then, she’s not going to let go unless you make the move or say so

And she’s really going out of her comfort zone for you, since she gets extremely antsy after sitting for long periods of time, so she really does care for you

Will stay with you for however long you need, grabs you anything you ask for

Will try to sympathize with you through her own stories and whatnot

“You don’t ever have to hide it from me because eventually I will figure it out anyways!”

Okay nah but like why is it actually cute when she threatens you like that

Causes your chest to swell just a tad

Will literally stare at you before saying like the sweetest/most adorable thing ever

"You know I'm really happy I met you. I know I don't say it enough but thank you for being my friend and so much more."

Will literally bring you to tears like-

You had a bad day but your girlfriend just swoops in and brings you a care package, cuddles, AND A HEARTFELT MESSAGE LIKE HUH??????

We fr love Callie, she a real one <3

Marie!

So, Marie is observant, but maybe not in the way you'd think

She will notice changes in your behavior, but she doesn't say anything until it concerns her (AKA when she can get enough evidence to tell that you are not normal HDSHHHD)

Will notice you get either really quiet or way too bubbly (even if you are naturally)

Eyes you suspiciously and will stare into your soul before then having her aha moment

“So there is something wrong, you just didn’t want to tell me.”

You can’t really keep a poker face after that, I’m afraid

She’ll stare into your soul and glare at you (lovingly, of course) with her arms crossed over her chest

“Come on, (Y/N). Can’t fool me with that crap.”

Will soften up though once you respond, especially if you try to push her away or get snappy

“You don’t have to tell me, of course, but… I am worried about you.”

If you want your space, she’ll leave you be, but she’ll check up on you after a few hours

She knows the importance of and loves her alone time, so if you want it, she will, by all means, give it to you

After a few hours, she stands in the doorway, knocking softly on the doorframe, “Hey (Y/N)?”

Marie is usually very dry and nonchalant, but she has some care in her voice

Will look at you with soft, saddened eyes as you’re in your little sad burrito, trying to remain as gentle as she can be

Walks over and just scoops you up, even if you're heavier than her, SHE'LL MAKE IT WORK OKAY-

Holds you in her lap and will cradle you close

and yes her face is bright red and she's embarrassed but she's doing this for you bro

Will gently stroke your head and kind of hum gently as she does

I see Marie as a sort of grandma type (I mean, Callie calls her one all the time-) so I can see her literally holding you and crotcheting or something while you just relax against her

Will occasionally mumble something about a stitch pattern and kiss your head, or she'll talk quietly with you as she does it and holds you

Might crack the occasional joke to try and cheer you up

Will be stitching you a little cat/bunny hat, will look back at it, then at you, then back at it again, then back at you and just-

"Yeah, you'll look reallll ugly in this.-"

LIKE MS. GOWRL-

Will give you a look like YOU DID SOMETHING LIKE WHAT-

It works tho bc girlie gets you giggling out of pure confusion and caught-off-guardness (yes, that's a word bc i said so)

She doesn't actually mean it tho, I mean, come on, you're her partner of course she thinks you're gorgeous

Obvi if you're really upset she won't say that, but her dry and emotionless humor is a love language she uses to try and cheer you up

She loves you fr fr <3

[blade-that-was-broken]

Well there’s child that bites that’s Bruce jr I believe, there is the one that got stuck in the ketchup bottle that one is also real hyperactive so maybe HC those two as twins make em identical nightmare children. I saw a fanfic where one of Bruce’s kids was like super allergic and intolerant to practically everything which causes problems cause Bruce owns a restaurant. And of course there is anarchist daughter. You should definitely give Bruce and brandy at least one pair of twins or triplets to justify him eventually having like 8-9 kids by the time he’s like 40ish.

Thanks for the ideas! Since we basically know nothing about them and most of them I don't even think have names at this point (?) it can be kinda of difficult. Bruce was about 13 when their parents divorced and it has been about fifteen years so Bruce is only about 28 at this point. He's not done having kids but he's got several already.

"Those two are twins, Jr. likes to bite," Bruce grimaced a little as he showed John some pictures. Brandy insisted on driving back home, even though Bruce said he could do it. He wasn't sure what her game plan was but she wasn't taking no for an answer. John just silently looked at whatever Bruce showing him at any given time and didn't seem to mind the rant and chatter. "And his twin is really... hyperactive. I love them to death but wow, they are everywhere, you have no idea."

"I can probably fix the biting," John replied.

He'd been doing that, insisting he could help or fix things or whatever. Bruce really wasn't sure what to make of it. His first instinct had been thinking that John thought there was something wrong with his kid that needed to be fixed and that made him upset. Sure, Jr. shouldn't be biting and they would work on that but he wasn't some broken thing to be fixed.

John said everything so plainly and Bruce couldn't really determine his meaning.

But he kept telling himself that John wasn't exactly himself either. The doctors said he would probably come back to himself. He just didn't really know who his brother was anymore.

"Uh... this one is allergic to pretty much life in general, especially cats, for some reason?" he said, flipping through the photo. "Which is tough because out neighbor loves cats and well... he's been kind of taking a liking to them too."

"Feed him eggs from a farm with barn cats," John replied.

"Uh... what?"

John looked up at him and tilted his head a little. Bruce had to take a moment to take that in. Clay did the same thing. Geez, how was he going to tell everyone else? He'd figure that out later.

"Helps with allergies."

"Okay...? It can be difficult with the restaurant since there is a bunch of stuff he's allergic and intolerant of but we are working on a medication regiment. And he's not really supposed to be around the kitchen anyways," he continued, trying to keep things normal but his speech just kept getting quicker and more excited. "They are going to love you. They have always wanted an uncle living close by. I know technically you don't have to stay out here but it is the best and you have an in!"

"An... in?"

"Me!" Bruce nodded with a grin. "I can get you set up with a fantastic place when you are recovered, if you want. You can stay with us as long as you want, I just know a lot of people tend to be independent so I thought hey, maybe he'd want a little place on the beach or something instead but then again, we haven't really seen each other in..."

"Alright, honey," Brandy interrupted. "You are getting a little excited."

"Where else would he go? We are by far the most financially stable and it's Hawaii for heaven's sake. People would kill to live here. There can't possibly be anywhere better. He doesn't even have an address."

Brandy just shot him a slight glare in the rearview mirror.

"Uh, he's right... uhm about the address thing," John confessed. "If I needed to spend my leave off base, I usually just found a camping spot or stayed with one of my squad."

Brandy's face twisted into something interested and possibly mischievous. John wouldn't have been able to catch it but Bruce definitely could. "Oh! We would love to hear about them! You must be very close."

"We are," John shrugged, lightly. "Might as well be family at this point. Kinda curated an orphans, losers and runaways club. Or in my case, all three," he chuckled.

It was the first time Bruce heard any sound that could possibly be classified as vague amusement from John, although Bruce wasn't entirely sure if it was genuine. He knew one thing; he didn't really like the type of humor.

"Except for Chaz, he's just a fool," John snorted. "They wouldn't let me get rid of him."

"What about the others?"

"Dickory is one of the best. He's very cunning but you can count on him even in strange plans. Pete is retired, not that you'd ever know he was there in the first place. Barely said a word. We useta call him Growly Pete cause that's generally how he was."

Okay. Best friend. Crotchety old man. This was okay. This seemed normal.

"Tresillo... hasn't been with us long but he's shaping up to be a good kid. Needed some discipline but considering his parents weren't exactly in the picutre, I get where he's comin from. He's grown a lot in the time that he's been with us, we're really proud of him."

Brandy glanced at Bruce again. He knew what she was thinking.

He wasn't going to think about it.

"Anyone else?" she asked.

He listed off a few more. "And then... and then Delta."

"Oh! Who is Delta?" Brandy asked with a smile.

"She's mah girl."

His what?

"My partner in crime, the law, whatever you wanna call it," John replied, rubbing his arm and looking out the window. "Go-to gal, best friend, right hand man or I'm hers, whatever you got, it's us. By some miracle the military thought it best to keep us stationed together. She ain't crazy but probably a good choice on their part."

"So, I suppose we will be seeing her visit sometime?"

"I'll haveta call her sister and see what all happened after well, this," John shrugged. "But maybe. It used to be where you found one of us, you wouldn't find the other far behind. I dunno how that'll be now. Things are different, but uhm... I'm hopin' she''ll come around sometime.''

[fadingplaidlibrary]

It’s me @starfruitwines from anon bc tumblr doesn’t let you send asks from sideblogs (rip) and YES. Harvey x penny makes perfect sense to me! I don’t ship it, because Harvey is my wife and I think the relationship between penny/Harvey and PAM would become too intertwined, but they definitely tried. So anyways… here is my headcanon

She’s so sweet, pretty, and nurturing , but comes from a pretty broken home. so I think I see him having the, “I can fix her/make her life better,” mentality since he’s a loyal person who worries often about the well-being of others. On the flip side she may end up relying on him so much for support—that nobody else is giving her—that it blurs the line between boyfriend and caretaker. Plus, Pam is presumably one of Harvey’s frequent flyers so the entire relationship would probably become enmeshed incredibly fast, and cause a lot of anxiety for both Harvey and Penny given the HIPAA guidelines he need to follow despite his closeness to the situation. Per the chance Penny is Pam’s emergency contact and she is entitled to know about her health, the situation that then becomes is this: boyfriend and girlfriend enforcing treatment plans on girlfriend’s shitty mother. That’s a difficult situation to navigate in the early stages of a relationship. For me, it’s giving the trope of “right person, wrong time,” due to the fact they are fairly similar people and could be quite the cookie cutter family, but I think Penny still being stuck with her mom complicates things too much for it last in a meaningful way. So now, it’s awkward, unspoken encounters at the library.

I’m sure this ship could actually work, but as the original post suggests— I simply don’t want it to. LOL. This idea really got away from me omg, I’m so sorry!

YESSSS omg don’t applogize my darling, you are so so correct actually, like there’s something so classic about it at first yk? the doctor and the teacher, two sunshine sweethearts who live to serve, both kinda lonely and kinda awkward in their own way. i agree that it would get superrr complicated bc of pam, and also honestly….. i feel like if they did try to make it last longterm, penny could potentially end up falling into familiar patterns of quiet, behind-the-scenes homemaking for someone who’s maybe too overworked to be there for her the way she needs? and then harvey might start to feel like she’s only with him for what he represents (a stable, respectable, educated partner, older than her, a gentleman, admired by the town, etc) and not for who he truly is etc etc. and if they tried to make it a sneaky link kinda thing, and don’t let pam get between them, that kind of arrangement wouldnt truly satisfy either of them yk?

ugh i’m LIVING for the potential of this pairing tho >:}

(another pairing that i think would match that post, specifically as a sneaky link/fwb kinda thing? penny x elliott. THINK ABOUT ITTT omg they both spend a bunch of time at the library. he lives by himself on the edge of town so they could meet at his place in relative privacy, especially if they take that little shortcut to the beach that opens up south of the library. they’re both hopeless romantics who fall into quiet introspection a lot, and they’re both prone to melancholy. he looks like the guys on the covers of her romance novels and he talks like them too..…. he sweeps her off her feet, she charms him with her gentle warmth, sparks fly etc etc. def not a longterm kinda match bc she craves stability and he’s chasing a dream, but they could keep each other company for a lil bit….. feel me??)

[dollsonmain]

Today

I got the go-ahead to throw out everything made with the chicken salad that expired yesterday which was a HUGE relief.

There's a fresh tub that came in yesterday and it's good until early November.

I mean, I know it's actually 4 days after opening the container, but that's a whole other kettle of mayonnaise.

Anyway, it didn't matter much because there's still no bread.

Work went by quickly because there was a large delivery of random things yesterday and I was pricing and stocking most of the day. Trying to find places for things that don't have places is difficult and frustrating for me, so I just skipped a bunch of things and kept working on other things that did have places instead of wasting time standing there trying to decide what to do.

Someone better at that than me can do it.

She also said that keeping a separate deli list and then adding it all in on Monday works for her, so that issue is resolved at least.

Anyway.

Son has rehearsal tonight and suggested we all go out to eat after, so we're going to do that. I'm tired, I'd rather go to bed and stay there until tomorrow, but having kids means sacrificing things.

I feel bad for That Guy because he's in a huge funk but it's his own fault, so I only feel bad for the fact that he feels bad.

He talked two work friends into playing Genshin Impact but neither of them want to play WITH him and that's causing the most recent upset.

It's most likely because he does in GI what he does in every game where he takes full control and no one else is allowed to decide what to do, when, how, and if you don't exactly follow his plan he stops gameplay until you do. And god forbid you care about fun or the story, all that matters is the stats and the loot.

He's been huffing and whining that he just wants to be wanted, and I'm sure his expectation is that I'm going to say "I want you!" in response but I do not. He has to be desirable and pleasant to spend time with if he wants to be wanted, not a bully and condescending asshole to everyone around him.

I'm not looking forward to going out to eat because he makes every meal miserable. We're a captive audience because we are hungry and want to eat, and he chooses that time (or time we're trapped in the car with him) to lay into Son or me about anything he can think of. That's why I don't eat dinner with him at home anymore and haven't for years.

[safyresky]

LITERALLY MADE THIS RE-REBLOGABBLE JUST SO I COULD YELL SOME MORE

thought this whole thing was finished but NOOOOoooOOOoooOOOOOooOOO

I GO ON MY LUNCH EXPECTING TO FIND FUN BLORBO MESSAGES FROM FRIENDS ONLY TO FIND THE MOST ANNOYING MOTHER MESSAGE EVER

She asked first if we (me and husbando) were going to my aunt's bday celebration in three weeks and my cousin's in two weeks

I replied if we do we'll take the GO down for the day bc who the fuck LIKES parking in Toronto, or driving through it, the answer is NO ONE

Do you think she replies like a normal, reasonable, human being?

NO. SHE REPLIES WITH THIS:

"I have to ask and don't take this the wrong way but do you just not like coming home for weekends I feel like you are kinda drifting away it makes me sad is all"

TEN YEARS. GUYS. TEN Y E A R S I HAVE LIVED AWAY FROM CHILDHOOD HOME AND YES, SHE IS RIGHT, I DON'T LIKE GOING DOWN TO VISIT IT'S EXHAUSTING. THE DRIVE IS TIRING BUT THE PEOPLE ARE WORSE! And after a long work week? With THE HORRORS????? NO! I WANNA STAY HOME AND RECOUP AND SPEND TIME WITH THE LOVE OF MY LIFE AND DO FUN THINGS LIKE WRITE AND PLAY DISNEY AND RUN ERRANDS AND HANG OUT WITH FRIENDS HERE AND PUT UP CHRISTMAS DECOR AND DO SOME GARDENING IN BETTER WEATHER AND. YOU KNOW. REASONABLE, HOMEOWNER, ADULTY STUFF

AND THIS IS ALL NOT MENTIONING THE TUMULTUOUS TIME THE PAST 2-3 YEARS HAVE BEEN BETWEEN PLANNING A WEDDING THAT EVERYONE THINKS THEY GET A SAY IN, FUNDING THAT WEDDING ON OUR OWN SINCE EVERYONE WHO WANTS A SAY SUDDENLY HAS NO MONEY DESPITE PREVIOUS OFFERS OF HELP, AND TRYING TO DO THIS ALL WHILE HUSBANDO IS FINISHING UP TRADE SCHOOL AND THE MOST STRESSED HE'S EVER BEEN BC ON TOP OF ALL! THAT! MY DING DANG LITTLE BROTHER GOT HIS ASS IN TROUBLE AND WAS STAYING WITH US FOR THE YEAR BECAUSE HE COULDN'T GO HOME YET!

AND DO YOU THINK MY OWN MOTHER ASKED ME HOW I FELT ABOUT IT ALL? NO! ANY TIME I TRIED TO TALK IT WAS ALWAYS "Well how do you think WE feel" or "We didn't want this to happen" AS IF THEIR OWN ACTIONS, OF STUPID NEEDLESS ARGUMENTS AND YELLING, WOULDN'T BACKFIRE ON THEM ONE DAY. LIKE. COME THE FUCK ONNNNNN

SO YEAH. OF FUCKING COURSE I DON'T LIKE GOING HOME TO VISIT NOW! I AM TIRED AND WORN OUT AND DEFFS NOT HEALED, I AM REALIZING THE LAST TWO WEEKS, AND IF I AM NOT FEELING UP TO A VISIT I SIMPLY! WILL NOT GO! ESPECIALLY WHEN VISITS ONLY MAKE ME FEEL WORSE! GOD!

So I, admittedly, replied like right away--because if I DIDN'T then she'd take the silence as a yes and spin the most UNHINGED DEROGATORY tale to my siblings and Dad I'm sure (dwdw I took screenshots!) and my replies were:

That's two weekends in a ROW and it's a VERY LONG DRIVE I like to pace myself and not go up and down a bunch because it's exhausting! You guys have done the drive too, lol I also don't like going up if I'm not feeling great because everyone gets annoyed that I'm feeling low which is very exhausting 😭😭😭

Some context that I think is important:

It's a 3 hour drive THROUGH Toronto to go see them

(for non Canadians/non-Ontarians/people who DON'T traverse the 400 series [I envy you]: the last 45 minutes sometimes ends up being an hour or 2 more because it's right through Toronto on the 401 which is one of the worst highways in the world ever at all)

I just saw them three weekends ago, AND it was a LONG WEEKEND! I took Monday off to spend some extra time up BECAUSE

I spent all of October SICK and didn't go up ONCE.

I took the GO the day of Thanksgiving bc it was Monday and the husbando was working and I didn't want to go up without him as I'd have to stay at my parent's place and that's a HARD NO.

Her FIRST (1st) REPLY:

"I like the drive it would never stop me from seeing your face"

As if she doesn't complain about the company EVERY DAMN TIME. Anyway, I do the smart thing and don't reply and in the time I don't reply she sends a second reply.

"Not feeling great is an excuse you cannot possibly feel yuk every single day month weekend that's cause for concern my dear daughter and we love you and like to see you"

oh. my. god. oh my GODDDDDD

YEAH IT'S CAUSE FOR CONCERN MA'AM. THAT'S WHY I'M STAYING PUT! TRYING TO DO SELF CARE! YOU CERTAINLY AREN'T HELPING! I HAVE BEEN FEELING PRETTY YUCKY! MENTAL HEALTH ISN'T A FUCKING JOKE! GOD! GOD DAMN! I AM SO INFURIATED BY THIS MESSAGE!

LIKE YEAH, YOU LIKE TO SEE ME BUT I DON'T LIKE TO SEE YOU! AFTER EVERYTHING YOU AND DAD KEEP DOING TO ME AND THEN NOT TALKING ABOUT IT YEAH! YEAH I'M FEELING YUCKY! FUCK! FUCKING EH!!! I AM CONSTANTLY THE AFTERTHOUGHT OR JUST THERE TO BE LIKE, AN ACCESSORY OR THEIR LITTLE THERAPIST AND LIKE NO! NO! FUCK OFF! HOW MANY TIMES MUST I TELL THEM TO FUCK OFF WITHOUT SAYING FUCK OFF????? FUCKKKKKK

ANYWAY I was too angry to eat my lunch and now I'm on the desk trying to process because like, I do want to reply to that but need to be careful about it. Like, the idea is to turn it around on her and be like "damn bitch, you okay?" which is a BIT of a legit question bc this seems really out of left field, my GOD. It's just such a tight line to walk bc if I DON'T reply, she'll use it to fuel her little sob story, and if I DO reply, she'll take it out of context if I don't chose words carefully or keep the chipper/lol u good kind of overtone. It really sucks to have to interact with someone like that and I HATE IT but god DAMN I hate leaving things unresolved even MORE!

Maybe I should be petty and ask for a wellness check? Lololol that'd DEFFS backfire but like fr. what is going on with her. she's acting like I haven't visited in years when like, I was there THREE WEEKS AGO FOR LONGER THAN USUAL!!!! THIS immediately following the shenanigans from last week AND the gag order I'm about 90% sure she put on the siblings and my dad? Yeah. I'm not impressed at all.

.

Jfc these people are ANNOYING

MAYBE I'LL COME DOWN does NOT mean I'M COMING DOWN TO VISIT and they will not LEAVE ME ALONE ABOUT IT! AHHH!

[kelpiemomma]

For someone who loves AUs I cannot believe I am JUST NOW realizing I can absolutely play with a harvest moon universe of pokemon Arceus/bw mashup.

Young Akari (14-16) moves to run down, forgotten Nimbasa Town. It's largely a closed up ghost town due to people passing by it on the way to Nimbasa City. There's a busted up train track that goes through town. There's a general store, a veterinary clinic, and a doctor's office. Everything else is closed up and boarded off. Akari starts growing some seeds on an abandoned farm, sends them off, and makes a surprising amount of money. She's able to buy more from the general store which lets them get new inventory. She finds an injured pokemon in front of her home one day so she takes it to the veterinary office. It's a stray and unclaimed, so she pays for it and it's put under her name. She's a novice enough at farmwork that she's a familiar face at the doctor's.

She manages to bring attention to the town by stopping some plasma grunts trying to rob the general store with nothing but an old hoe and her pokemon partner. People try to interview her but she keeps ducking into these old buildings that have... Good bones. Good structure. The towns got a good aesthetic.

Elesa is the first to move in after. She retires from being a gym leader and sets up a boutique. She still models but now she can follow her passion, designing clothes and living quietly when she wants to. Akari's been wearing the same three outfits for almost a year so as soon as Elesa opens up, she's there with a literal bag of money asking if Elesa can make her or direct her to hardy wear. Elesa takes the opportunity to make her work clothes that are also fashionable and then asks Akari if she wouldn't mind her taking photos of her working on the farm in them as advertisment. Akari gives her okay, as long as her face is kept out of it.

Beni is the next person to move in, starting a little restaurant in an old cafe. He offers standard eating or battle meals. He's older and half-retired, but his food is good enough that the town's reputation grows even more. People start coming by not only because of Elesa and her latent celebrity status, but also because of Beni's cooking. A couple homes are bought, people moving into them as fixer-uppers to help provide liquidity to the town. The only issue is most people need to walk from Nimbasa City to Nimbasa Town, and despite the safety of the route... People are lazy.

As she was the one who initially caused the town to gain popularity, people start approaching Akari with the issue. Asking her how to fix it, what they should do. She doesn't know, she's still a kid! Elesa is the one who takes her aside and says she may have an idea, if Akari can help clear up the train tracks.

Akari cleans them up as best as she can, despite having no idea of what she's doing and STILL farming. She's gotten a few miltank and ducklet to help supplement her income, but her majority of profit comes from the plants. She wears herself out quite often, to the point where it's not uncommon for her to wake up in the clinic. Pesselle, who runs it with her husband and Croagunk, is always disappointed but literally can't stop her.

Once the tracks are cleaned up, Elesa brings in her solution: Ingo and Emmet. They, of course, have final say in what happens but Nimbasa Town becoming a re-connected railway line could provide not only transit to their town for residents, but a new destination for battle passengers and regular passengers alike. Surprisingly the town appeals to both brothers and they agree to petition for the line to be re-connected. Unsurprisingly, part of the draw is their friendship with Elesa- it will be easier for them to see and visit her with the trains running directly to town.

They start getting trains coming in regularly. The tracks run fairly close to Akari's farm, so she waves whenever she sees one go by. The conductors all get used to her and wave back, and sometimes if there's no battle going on Emmet and Ingo will as well. It becomes such a common occurrence and pattern that when they pass by one day and don't get a wave the conductor slows the train a little. With no battles, Ingo and Emmet are in the engine and everyone's looking around. They figure maybe she's elsewhere that day- until they spot her pokemon running frantically out of the crop field and towards them and then back to the field. It does this repeatedly, spitting out attacks but not chasing after them. Ingo and Emmet decide to check it out- they have no battles, after all. They manage to get off the train and cross the little river that lines the boundary of the farm. Akari's pokemon practically herds them to the crop field where they find the teenager collapsed amongst the plants, out cold. They quickly take her to Pesselle who is incredibly Displeased with the teenager once again being in her clinic. The twins hang around for a bit before deciding to visit Elesa.

They tell her what happened and she's like, "yeah, she does that. We've all picked her up and brought her in. We try to feed her and everything, keep her healthy, but if there's no one keeping watch over her she just... goes until she literally can't. since no one loves on the farm with her, or near her, we can only help so much." Which. Is highly unpleasant to hear. Elesa has said she's spent the night several times with the girl, but given she has her own store to run she can't be hovering over her to make sure she rests.

They start keeping a closer eye out when they pass by, slowing the train even during battles to make sure she is awake and alert. They have to get her to Pesselle a handful more and decide that you know what? This child needs more supervision. They swap their schedules so they can start working from Nimbasa Town as well, frequenting Akari's homestead when they're not running the trains to bring her meals and check on her. She's very much embarrassed by it but she's also grateful- she likes the company and will happily chat their ears off about what's growing well, what isn't, what Pokemon are thriving, which ones she's planning on rehoming... she doesn't battle but she listens intently to them talking about the trains and the battle system and their pokemon.

Akari ends up spending a lot of time with the twins and Elesa. With the three of them providing local celebrity, Beni providing excellent meals, and more people constantly arriving and finding it a quaint, cute place to live... Nimbasa Town starts to thrive once again.

[spideykaiparker]

Not Your Average Field trip

Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Field trip trope

warning(s) : slight smut, fluff

summary : peter's decathlon team are going on a field trip to Stark Industries, but peter wasn't allowed to go, long story short, they bumped into peter in the hallway, catching peter in a slight compromising situation.

author's note : okay, so this is my second peter parker fanfic, this is your typical peter parker field trip trope but with a slight twist, i had this idea for a while, so i hope you like it! it's okay if you don't, cause i just wrote this for my own entertainment, hehe. english is not my first language, so sorry if there's any grammar or spelling mistakes.

I'm really sorry if it's bad, but i promise it gets better along the way!

anyways, happy reading! ^_^

it was noisy in the decathlon room, Mr. Harrington was in the principal's office because apparently there's some big news for the team.

about 45 minutes later, Mr. Harrington came back to the room with a bunch of papers, wearing an excited face. immediately all of the noise stopped and the focus was on Mr. Harrington.

"okay everyone, i have some exciting news here" Mr. Harrington said, practically shaking because he couldn't contain his excitement. "we're going to Stark Industries on Friday!" he continued with a huge grin.

"what?!"

"how?"

"we're going where?"

all of peter's decathlon teammates were freaking out, excited by the news, but peter, he was freaking out because of the fact that they were going to his work place.

but then again, his teammates except ned and mj doesn't even believe that peter got an internship at Stark Industries, they think that he's lying about his internship, hell, even some of his teachers doesn't believe him, even if he already gave them the legal documents, they still won't believe him, saying that he's forging the documents. where in reality, he really got an internship. Mr. Stark has gave him a real internship seeing as he's really intelligent, some might even say he's on par with Tony Stark himself. Mr. Stark made him his personal intern, but he could still work with the other interns.

"okay calm down everybody, I'm going to hand out these forms for your parents or guardians to sign, make sure to hand it in to me on thursday" Mr. Harrington explained while handing out the forms, still a bit excited himself.

"okay you may go now"

just as peter was heading out, Mr. Harrington called him over. "pete can you come here for a second" he said while gesturing with his hand for peter to come over.

"yes Mr. Harrington? is anything wrong?"

"ah yes, unfortunately, because some of the teachers don't believe that you really have an internship at Starks Industries, they decided to not let you go, they said that your lying has gone too far, and should be punished for it, therefore you can't come on the field trip"

"what? but I'm not lying, Mr. Harrington" peter questioned, a bit hurt that his teachers don't even believe him, but also a bit relieved, because he wouldn't have to go on a field trip to his own work place.

"i know you're not pete, but unfortunately the other teachers don't think so, but you can just stay at home instead of going to school" Mr. Harrington explained, feeling sorry for peter.

"okay, Mr. Harrington, thanks for informing me" peter said while walking outside.

peter went straight to Stark Industries after that, because May finally agreed for them to stay at Stark Industries after a lot of provoking from Mr. Stark.

once he arrived at Stark Industries, he went straight up to the living quarters, more specifically to Y/N stark's room, without needing to scan his badge because the employees there already knows him.

when he reached the top he went straight to Y/N's room, only to see her sleeping in front of her desk with a bunch of unfinished projects that she's working on.

smiling at the sight, peter slowly made his way to Y/N, picking her up gently, and carrying her to her bed, then getting inside under the covers himself. Y/N automatically snuggled closer to peter, feeling his warmth, inhaling his familiar scent.

"mm.. you're back" Y/N said while rubbing her face in peter's sweatshirt like a cat.

"yeah i just got back, baby" peter replied while stroking the back of her head, smiling down at her.

"what time is it?" Y/N questioned whilst rubbing her eyes.

"uhh, i think it's a little past four pm"

"let's head to the kitchen, I'm hungryy" Y/N suggested while slowly getting up from the bed, still gaining consciousness.

~

once they reached the kitchen, Y/N sat down on the counter, while peter made a sandwich for both of them.

Y/N, who was still a bit drowsy from sleep, noticed the sad look on peter's face while he was making a sandwich. she made her way to peter, hugging him from the back, resting her chin on his shoulder, but can't quite reach it because of the slight height difference. so she opted to just snuggle her face on the back of his right shoulder.

"is everything okay?" she questioned, tightening her grip around his waist.

"yeah.. it's just- i was supposed to go on a field trip here on friday, but the teachers wouldn't let me go because they think I'm lying about my internship" peter answered with a frown.

"what? how could they, they can't just do that, you gave them the documents, proof that you're really an intern here" Y/N said with anger clear in her voice, hugging peter a bit tighter.

"i know, but they think that I'm forging the documents" peter answered with a defeated look on his face.

"let's go talk to my dad, I'm sure he'll do something about it"

"no, it's okay, i don't care if they don't believe me, it's fine if i don't go on the field trip, i literally live here, why would i want to go on a field trip to my own home" peter retaliated

"but still—" she got cut off by peter turning around in her hold, hugging her back, planting a kiss on her forehead.

"it's fine, Y/N, I'm okay" he said with a small smile.

still a bit mad, Y/N just nodded her head with a small pout, resting her head on his chest, hugging him tighter.

peter laughed at her cuteness, resting his head on top of her's in return, rubbing the back of her head lovingly.

they spent the rest of the day watching netflix, talking about random stuff, just enjoying each others company.

~

thursday, they were supposed to hand in their forms to Mr. Harrington, and while his teammates excitedly talked about going to Stark Industries, peter was just resting his head on the table, waiting for the day to go by. ned offered to not go on the field trip and just hang out with peter, but peter couldn't do that to ned, so he insisted for ned to go the field trip.

peter just couldn't wait to go home, flash has been taunting him every second about his internship, saying that he couldn't wait to prove to the whole school that penis parker is lying about his internship.

"why the sour face, parker? scared that your fake internship would be exposed?" flash taunted.

peter didn't reply, instead he just buried his head in his arms, wishing for this to all be over so he could head home and cuddle with Y/N.

"not answering, are we? afraid that I'm right?" flash continued taunting peter with a smirk.

"just leave me alone, flash" peter answered, with a tired look.

"tch, fine, I'm going to prove everyone I'm right tommorow anyways"

"whatever you say, flash" peter said while rolling his eyes.

when it was time to go home, peter practically sprinted out of the room, can't wait any longer to go home and spend time with Y/N.

~

when he reached the tower, he went straight to Y/N's room, finding her working on a project she's been working on for weeks.

"oh peter, you're here" Y/N said, getting up from her desk and immediately hugging peter.

peter hugged her back tightly, burying his face in her hair, inhaling her comforting scent, immediately forgetting about today's events.

~

when nighttime came, they laid on the bed, talking about each other's days. but peter got distracted by the way her lips move, thinking about how her lips wrapped around him, taking in his entire length in her mouth, teasingly playing with the head with her tongue.

"—pete? are you listening?" she asked with a slight smirk. she knows that peter has been staring at her lips for a quite while, she could practically see what he was imagining in his mind.

"huh? y-yeah? what?" peter breaks out of his trance, looking into her eyes that held a mishchievious glint.

"i said, were you listening?" she asked with an innocent look.

"y-yeah, i was" peter stuttered back.

"really? i could've sworn you've been looking at my lips for a while then" she climbed onto his lap "probably imagining how it would look wrapped around your pretty cock, aren't you? how i would lick the head like a lollipop, or how i would take you whole, slowly rubbing your thighs.." she trailed off, kissing his neck, running one of her hand down his chest, resting it on his growing bulge.

peter gulped, looking up at her with doe eyes, gripping her waist tightly.

"i know you said that you're fine about the field trip peter, but i could see the look on your face everytime someone mentions it, so, let me take care of you, okay?" Y/N said, slowly rubbing his growing erection through the material of his pants. she tugged on his shirt signaling him to take of his shirt, he did it almost immediately.

she got off him, only to go down in front of his erection, slowly unbuttoning his pants, sliding it down his legs, leaving his boxer briefs behind.

she kissed the insides of his thighs, leaving bite marks on her way, slowly making her way to his clothed erection.

she rubbed him through the material of his briefs, teasing him while kissing his stomach and hips continuing to leave marks.

peter couldn't contain his moans, he threw his head back moaning loudly not caring if anybody hears, gripping the bed sheets, he couldn't wait for Y/N to finally wrap her lips around him.

Y/N went up in fornt of his face, kissing him roughly, still rubbing her hand up and down his shaft. then slowly making her way down, kissing his neck, leaving marks, going down to his chest.

she wrapped her lips around one of his nipples, swirling her tongue around it, slightly biting it, while her free hand went to his other nipple, pinching it slightly with her index and thumb, occasionally switching to rolling it with her thumb.

peter was absolutely losing it, the feeling of her lips around his nipples, combined with her hand slowly rubbing his hard on. he feels as if he's going to explode if she doesn't put him in her mouth immediately.

she then continued her way down, hooking her fingers around the waistband of his briefs, finally letting it out of its confinement. his member sprung up hitting his lower abdomen, precum leaking out of the pink tip, twitching when she wrapped her hand around it.

she slowly moved her hand up and down his hard shaft, her thumb gently pressing down on the head, immediately getting a loud moan out of him.

she leaned a bit, giving small kitten licks on the head, then finally wrapping her lips around the head first, swirling her tongue around it, then slowly went down further, until her nose brushed against the base. one of her hand playing with his balls, kneading it.

peter moaned loudly, throwing his head back, one of his hand making its way to her hair gripping it tightly, guiding her head to move up and down. peter couldn't hold his hips back from thrusting into her mouth roughly, hitting the back of her throat.

this slightly surprised Y/N, choking her slightly, but doing her best to keep up with his pace.

his thrusts becoming sloppy, his member twitching inside her mouth, indicating her that he was about to cum.

"i-i'm cumming" peter said, eyes closed, his thrusts becoming even more sloppy.

with a few more thrusts, he came inside her mouth, she removed herself from him, swallowing his load, helping him with his high, running her hand up and down his shaft, with some of the cum going onto her face.

when he was done, they were both panting, looking into each others eyes with blush coating both of their faces.

he leaned down and kissed her, slightly tasting himself on her tongue. the kiss was slow, and passionate, opposite of their kiss earlier.

they pulled back and smiled at each other, until peter remember something.

"wait, i didn't get to return the favor"

"it's fine peter, i told you i was the one who's taking care of you today, you can make it up to me some other time, okay?" she said, cupping his cheeks with her hands, kissing his lips one more time.

"okay..."

"okay, I'm going to wash my face now, then we can go to sleep" she said once again, while getting up from the bed heading to the bathroom. peter just wore his briefs, too tired to do anything else.

once she was done, they cuddled the rest of the night, with her head on his chest, her arm wrapped around his neck, and one of her leg was thrown over his thighs, while his arms wrapped themselves around her waist, burying his head in her hair.

~

the next morning, they woke up around 10.30 a.m, because of last nights... events. after they woke up, they decided to stay a little longer in bed, just talking, maybe sneaking in some kisses in between. they were both too distracted by each other that they forgot it was friday, a.k.a the day when peter's decathlon team have a field trip to Stark Industries.

~

the decathlon team arrived not too long ago. usually, Stark Industries doesn't allow school field trips to go higher than the general labs. but, their tour guide, harley keener, was specifically instructed by Tony Stark himself to allow them to go to the higher levels, where tony's and bruce's labs were at. but not only that, that's also where the avengers living quarters, common rooms, and training room/gym were at. just so he can prove everyone that peter is not lying.

"okay, so just a reminder, you are not allowed to touch or take anything from here" harley informed the team while walking down the hallway after going out of the elevator.

"so as you can see, these are some of the avenger's rooms, each of their names are labeled on the door"

the team was in awe with everything, they couldn't believe that they were allowed to go to the higher levels.

"woah is that Y/N stark's room?!" one of the kid's exclaimed.

just as they were about to pass Y/N's room, the door suddenly opened, and out comes peter, only wearing some gray sweatpants, his neck and bare chest littered with hickeys, and Y/N with an oversized t-shirt —probably peter's, with some short's that almost covered by the t-shirt. "yeah i was thinking about pancakes—"

"—peter?"

"—Y/N Stark?"

the decathlon team's mouths hang wide open shocked by the scene infront of them, even ned, mj was slightly surprised but didn't showed it. they couldn't believe that penis parker the nerd was coming out of Y/N Stark's room, shirtless, with hickeys littered around his torso, and has abs.

"huh?" they —peter and Y/N, turned their heads, and when they saw who made the noise, their eyes widened.

"harley! what are they doing here!, they aren't supposed to be here!" peter exclaimed, covering his chest, standing behind Y/N.

"i don't know man, Tony told me they were allowed to go here" harley answered with a shrug.

"but i see you had some fun last night" he continued with a huge smirk on his face.

peter blushed, wanting to just bury himself in the ground and forget this ever happened.

"peter! you really work here?" one of his teammates asked.

"well yeah, i did already told you guys, didn't i? you guys just didn't want to believe me"

"i believed you since the beginning, peter!" ned exclaimed happily.

"and thank you for that" peter smiled, still can't grasp the fact that this is actually happening, his teammates caught him coming out of Y/N's room, with him looking like that.

"peter! are you really dating Y/N stark?" one of his teammates asked again, wanting to know as much as possible about the situation right now.

"umm.." he paused, looking at Y/N, silently asking her if he should tell them, when Y/N nodded with a comforting smile, he continued, "yeah.."

hearing his answer, his teammates were once again shocked by the fact that peter was really dating Y/N.

"why?" a voice asked from the back, they all looked behind them, making way for the person to come forward. the person walked forwards confidently, with smug look on his face.

"why penis parker?" it was flash. once again not wanting for peter to have such a nice life.

"what did you just called him?" Y/N asked, daring him to call peter that again, her smile immediately turning into a scowl, eyes practically boring in flash's skull.

"penis parker, why him? out of all the people you could have, for example me" flash answered, still looking smug, but a slight fear crossed his eyes. his teammates were silently watching the scene unfold infront of them, slightly scared for flash, but also knowing that he deserves it.

"why, you ask? why not? he's smart, kind, selfless, caring, got a body to die for, a face that's cute and hot on the same time, i mean how is that even possible? he's perfect, he's everything you're not ever going to be.' Y/N answered, venom practically lacing every word she utters.

before flash can utter a word, she continued, "—you think you're perfect for me? have you looked at yourself? you think you're all that, flaunting all that money, but in reality, that's just your daddy's money" she said with a mocking pout, "but after this, are you sure you're still going to have money?, you better be scared for your dad, because after the stunt you just pulled here, I'm sure dad's going to take action about it. and before you say anything about me being a daddy's girl, having her dad take care of her problems, using all of her dad's money, no. unlike you, i actually help here, i actually earn the money that's been given to me, infact, most of the avengers gears were designed with the help of me." she ended, arms crossing infront of her chest, looking intimidatingly at flash, daring him to argue.

but flash couldn't even utter a single word, mouth opening and closing like a fish, embarrassed, not looking so confident now.

peter's teammates who were just observing, was also shocked by the words uttered by the Stark girl, feeling embarrassed for flash, and admiring her intimidating aura. peter looking at her with heart eyes, practically falling in love all over again with her.

when flash didn't utter a single word, she smirked, "so now that that's settled, peter and i are going to head on our way now, bye bye~" she waved her fingers with one hand, the other pulling peter away from his teammates.

"oh yeah, one more thing, you're all going to sign NDA'S to make sure, none of this is going to get out, if you were to even utter a single word about today to anyone, you better watch out because we are going to take action." she walked out, dragging peter with her, slightly swaying her hips, peter behind her looking at her with admiration.

his teammates were once again left shocked by the whole encounter, looking back at their retreating bodies with a new found astonishment.

it was silent for a second, then all of a sudden they all started freaking out, talking about the encounter.

"okay, so that happened, come on now let's continue the tour" harley cuts, silencing everyone.

~

peter and Y/N decided to have breakfast, or probably brunch, and then deciding to train for a while. they headed to the training room. they changed into their workout clothes, peter just wearing a tight t-shirt, kind of like the ones steve likes to wear, paired with some shorts, and Y/N wearing a sports bra, with some matching leggings on.

they continued sparring for a while, too distracted by each other, that they didn't realize that the decathlon team was once again at the door, watching them spar with each other with astonishment, still having the difficulty to grasp that penis parker was actually cool.

somehow, they ended up with peter being pinned down on the ground, with Y/N straddling him.

Y/N smirked, leaning down, her hands still bunched up around peter's collar, using that to slightly pull peter up, making him lean his body on his elbows, then kissing him. peter kissed back almost immediately, one of his hand coming around to grip her waist.

the decathlon team who was watching the scene unfold infront of them, was once again shocked.

"...okay, let's just leave them alone now." harley awkwardly suggested, ushering everyone out.

one by one, they left the training room with shocked looks on their faces, leaving peter and Y/N in their own worlds.

[amazingphilza]

twitchcon :: cc!multiple x reader

fluff , platonic , gender neutral ! some mcyt headcanons if you were to attend twitchcon w them

cc’s included in order: tommyinnit , tubbo , ranboo , wilbur soot , philza , technoblade

cw: kinda lengthy for the minors (i think), not as much for the hags LMAO /hj

tommyinnit

this man is so excited to be at his first twitchcon & being able to hang out with all his best friends makes it a hundred times better

when he isn’t at a panel or doing meet & greets, he’s dragging you everywhere to see the whole convention center (clingyinnit)

he is just so at awe despite this not being his first convention to attend

you’d be surprised he gets tired pretty quickly & stops over to the partner lounge

you both rest for a bit against a wall in a pretty packed hallway despite it being an exclusive area to twitch partners

every time a famous streamer walks by he will yell it out and record it then vlog your reaction, even if they’re surrounded with bodyguards & trying to get to another place quickly

he’d zoom in his camera to their face at a horrible angle and be like

“oh my god it is THE ninja. ninja famous fortnite player, HELLO.”

but he gets completely ignored

then the camera pans out to you, still really zoomed in that the capture is blurry

“ninjainnit?”

“EH?”

tommy is so confused, forgetting the bit ninja did on his twitter where he renamed himself ‘ninjainnit’ for a split second

okay tommy isn’t that athletic but he will chase you and the rest of your group down a hallway if he had to

he’d probably find a toy gun from the artist alley/seller booths and shoot you and wilbur with it

but if tommy stumbles across any of the dream team, it’s about to be minecraft manhunt but irl

and he will def play his stream music while walking or smth when he’s bored (or trying to jump dream & sapnap)

** DO DO DO DO MANHUNT MUSIC **

oh my god,, now thinking about it he’s probably the one to open like random doors of empty rooms and steal stuff while you film him

like he will take a random empty glass, a bunch of pens, a freebie t-shirt, everything he sees he takes with him and you’re just panic

“tommy we’re literally not supposed to be here, and i’m stuck here filming you. it’s surely a felony in action”

“well, it’s their fault for leaving the doors open! plus this is great content. who’s the dirty crime boy now, HM?”

you’d tell wilbur about this and he’d scold tommy and threaten him with the same pen tommy stole

tommy probably would also drag you some weird event happening outside twitchcon along with tubbo and ranboo

“pokimane is giving out free pizza to everyone if we go to this one restaurant down the street!”

“we are literally gonna get bombarded. have you forgot you’re like three of twitch’s top streamers? i’d rather pay for all of our meals than try getting free pizza from pokimane against all her other fans”

“DEAL! let’s go to five guys then!”

you unfortunately end up paying for all 3 of their meals and picking on their food instead of buying your own

even with all of them making way more money than you, they still happen to be cheapskates

OR tommy will end up getting a burrito from a taco truck, immediately making a mess of himself, then proceed to complain how messy the food is to eat despite knowing what he was getting himself into before even ordering

“shit my clothes are all ruined now!”

“well that’s your fault you got a burrito, as if it’s your first time having one”

“i mean the food is good, i’m not complaining about that but i don’t think it’s that good that it’s worth costing my red and white shirt, im just saying”

tubbo

same with tommy, he is so excited

i don’t know why but i imagine him overpacking his suitcase and you making fun of him for it

anyway tubbo has his irl backpack on and streaming EVERYTHING

probably spends a lot of time at a bunch of different booths, checking out all the pointless gadgets he could buy for his stream

you’re the one to stop him from doing so

“TUBBO IT’S LITERALLY OVER TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS, STOP. DONT GET IT.”

“WHY NOT?? IT WILL BE COOL FOR MY STREAM AND I WILL USE IT EVERYDAY”

“okay theoretically speaking, how the hell are you going to even bring it home? which—let me remind you—is across the country for you and not to mention the giant ocean separating america and the uk”

“free ship-pang!!!”

“i hate to break it to you tubbo but there is no way you can get free shipping on a FIVE FOOT PC. it’s nearly as tall as you! what are you even gonna do on it, hack the government???”

the arguments are all lighthearted but eventually you give in and let him splurge over a thousand dollars in different devices he claimed he “needed”

i could honestly see him visiting the beaches in san diego and going for a swim or even renting out a boat to use for a bit :D

also he’d bring benson along with him and taking a bunch of scenic photos with it in them

i have a feeling he’s the type to schedule a spontaneous meet & greet because he was bored & gets in trouble for causing a mob in a certain part of the convention

he’s like “oh god, i did not expect this many of the bois to show up AHAHAH oops”

tubbo would def pull a lilypichu and bring his melodica or ukulele and play themes while following random people/cosplayers

at the end of the day, you’d find his bag just stuffed with crap he either got for free or bought in the convention

“how did you get all that stuff? i was with you all day??? and it’s only the first day of the convention, hello?? it looks like you’ve been collecting as if twitchcon has went on for a week already!”

“HA i have my ways, do not underestimate my powers”

lani would probably tag along for the vacation honestly

like whenever someone comes up to her giving her gifts/asking for pics, you and tubbo would tease her about how famous she is

and i dunno but something about tubbo just gives me this amusement park energy and going to legoland and spending the whole day there since it’s near by and because he can

ranboo

he is like a beacon in a sea of people, that’s it .

i honestly just see him causing as much chaos as the other two

ranboo would probably like take someone’s camera whether if they’re streaming or if it’s for the vlog, hold it up high, and point the camera directly above someone’s face

it did not matter how tall you were and if you had platform shoes on, ranboo was a skyscraper next to you

“HAHAH this is how i see you from this height, this is funny”

then he shows you the vid of the recording of him getting like an aerial view of your face

like you see your nose and all your pores and just overall a bad angle to be captured in

“OH GOD RANBOO DELETE THAT, ITS HORRIFIC”

i dunno why but i feel like he’d jump scare every person that was cosplaying as his minecraft character from behind for some reason

“BOO!”

“ranboo i’m not even remotely dressed as your skin—”

“don’t worry i’m practicing it’s fineee”

“you’re like the height of 2 people combined, i think you will be fine as is. you even intimidated the security at the front”

i feel like if he had his own panel he’d like pull up some undertale song in the middle of it and scare all the people in the crowd

“lore but in real life”

probably would get some matching keepsake with you from artist alley/the booths!

i could imagine like a cute keychain or smth :D

i feel like he’s the type to like randomly volunteer as a participant for those mini events in a booth thinking it would be funny but regrets it the moment he’s on stage

after introductions the presenter is like “okay ranboo, you will be given a random meme prompt above your head you won’t be able to see until after and you will have to make a random face to compliment it!”

and you can just tell by his facial expression he’s just thinking

oh god what have i gotten myself into

what is this game? who came up with this idea?

you’d laugh at him the whole time, even after he’s off the stage and finished with that small fiasco

“that was horrible. never again.”

“AHAHAH IT LOOKED SO AWKWARD YOU DID GREAT”

“I CROSSED MY EYES AND PUFFED MY CHEEKS BECAUSE I COULDNT THINK OF ANY OTHER FACIAL EXPRESSION. THE PROMPT ENDING UP BEING ‘WHEN TWITTER CANCELS YOU FOR USING PLASTIC STRAWS.’ AND WHEN I SAW WHAT IT WAS—LITERALLY WHAT KIND OF GAME–”

“I GOT PICTURES AND EVERYTHING ITS PERFECT AHAHAHAH”

wilbur soot

honestly with wilbur it’s slightly more chill

he already experienced twitchcon before so he’s just glad to see his friends again after so long

insists that you explore the convention yourself rather than sticking with him the whole time but you do anyway!

wilbur would probably have like a mini concert and gets you front row seats with the rest of the group

but that doesn’t mean before it that you’re not helping him set up

“y/n please– my amp is so heavy, i can carry it”

“don’t worry! i’m strong” :D

and musically talented or not, he will probably bring you and the rest of his friends up to stage to just vibe and sing a bunch of random acoustic songs

it’s not like some big concert hall stage,, i imagine more like a casual thing w a slightly higher platform from the ground yk?

after spending a long day at the convention he’d also bring everyone across the city to la jolla or smth !

you’d all probably have dinner there and chill, watching the pretty sunset

“this place is really pretty but oh my god im gonna lose my breath hiking up this stupid hill, please slow down”

and wilbur is like ??? because he’s completely fine with his long legs and everything

“just walk faster”

“no, you walk slower”

AHAHAH and for context traversing through la jolla by walking around the town is a bit hard since it’s basically on a bunch of hills (walking up from the beach to a restaurant actually is actually sm work, trust me ive been there)

wilbur honestly doesn’t spend that much time in the actual convention center, he’s probably sightseeing a bit of san diego with you instead

but i could imagine him staying at the tabletop games area playing dnd or smth

“c’mon y/n, come join!”

“uhh i’m not sure, i’m not the best at roleplay and...”

“it’s fine don’t worry!”

he’d pull you in with him and end up enjoying yourself even if it was your first time

and if you’re of age, you’d be wilbur’s +1 at the twitch partner party and make sure mans doesn’t too drunk

if it’s not too late in the night, you two would chill at the beach after the party

it’s just a nice, calming moment after all the loud music mixed with hundreds of conversations at the party

also something about like taking polaroids pictures with wilbur just seems to go hand in hand for me

i’m not sure why but you will be taking lots of pics with wilbur for sure (not necessarily you both in the photo, but of sceneries as well while you’re together!)

philza

literally a dad on vacation with his children, it doesn’t matter how old you are

need sunscreen? surprisingly has it

want a snack? probably has a small granola bar somewhere in his bag

but same with wilbur, he’s more chill like this isn’t his first time at twitchcon

omg he’d def bring you to the artist alley and just buy a bunch of fanart and stuff tho

“oh wow look phil, someone made a giant poster of the dream smp and shit!”

“holy shit that’s so good what the fuck!”

and he’s like rushing to that artist’s stall to buy a poster or print

idk why but phil seems like the person to know where he’s going all over the convention center

he probably had a copy of the directory map but yk

you just have trouble reading it bc all the signs seem to be misleading to you

nothing really crazy screams out to me of what phil would do at twitchcon besides like go to a few events, spend a bunch of time w his friends, etc

HOWEVER i could see him wasting a lot of his time at the gaming area and testing new games that are currently on the works of being developed

like “woah y/n, this vr game is sick, you should try it out!”

ngl i feel like phil would plan a visit to disneyland for everyone, like he gets the tickets and everything but once you’re at the park it’s free reign, y’all go everywhere with not much of a plan

the minors would try to cheap out phil and pay less than the others even though everyone else fully paid phil back and everything LMAO

ok but if he’s feeling nice, phil will buy everyone cotton candy/pretzels :D

and if you’re not hungry, he’d at least get you a mickey balloon

HE WILL HAVE MATCHING MICKEY EARS WITH MUMZA YES .

ALSO STAYING FOR THE FIREWORKS THOUGH OMG

just in general, best idea phil had for taking everyone to disneyland :D

technoblade

surprisingly techno is really calm despite this being like one of his first conventions

but when he finally settles in and gets comfortable, he’s showing the same energy

if you’re playfully yelling, he will yell back

however there’s still those awkward moments that are unavoidable

idk why but something about him makes me think that if you feel tired and want to go back to your hotel room, he’d go with you just to make sure you get there safe

he probably also needs a break from being around everyone else for a moment too LMAO

i could also see him searching far and wide in the artist alley for fanart of himself AHAHAH

walking around with him in the convention consists of someone yelling “BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD” every 5 minutes but you don’t really mind

something about him makes me think he’ll be forced into playing minecraft twitch rivals along with the rest of sbi or smth

and he’s like “oh god, i’m going to be on stage? and people will see my face while i play minecraft?”

“i’m sure it will be fun!”

“i mean i like being competitive and feeding my ego, but i’m not that desperate.. well”

do i imagine techno getting easily tired of being surrounded by a bunch of people and just going back to his hotel room with phil and watching some anime with him? yes

and will you watch even if you have no idea what’s going on? also yes

i feel like after a while of you guys hanging out in techno’s room, the rest of the gang will just slowly join you guys

like eventually everyone is there; you, techno, phil, wilbur, niki, tommy, tubbo, ranboo, etc

and techno is like “wha– where did you guys come from?” because his room is basically packed

and niki could be like “oh we can go if you want!”

then techno just insists that she’s fine “but who let the child get in?” clearly implying tommy’s presence

“OI!!”

eventually techno gives in with the company and someone gets a bunch of board games to play from the front desk

lots of yelling and laughing for sure

when it becomes late at night, techno is like half conscious, you’re on your phone, wilbur is staring out the window & enjoying the night view, tommy is passed out on the couch from tiredness, tubbo & ranboo is still wide awake quietly talking, and phil & niki are helping clean up the giant mess

eventually everyone brings themselves to go back to their own room except tommy who won’t budge

you give techno a look and he immediately understands what you were thinking

he rushes to the bathroom to fill up two cups with ice cold water and handed one to you

“on three?”

“okay.. one”

“two”

“three!”

then both of you pour the water on the poor child’s face

he jolts awake and saying a string of curses

“what the fuck techno? y/n too?”

“get out” is the only think techno says that before tommy rushes out with his stuff and you leave right after

a/n: i honestly can’t wait until conventions open up again though,, phil and ranboo were talking about vidcon earlier and omg.

also i kinda want to take in tommy requests but i’m not sure??? it would be both cc! and c! x gn!reader for sure tho. i love writing him to bits but who knows, maybe i’ll only stick to my ideas,, or not. send in a tommy x reader request, might do it, might not, but he’s my fav cc if you can’t tell so! :D (i dunno if i will keep it strictly platonic, but unrequited crushes and stuff are fun to write hehe,,)

edit: let’s hope i fixed all the grammar mistakes LMAO we love writing late at night :) /s /hj

[probablyspooky]

Arranged Marriage (King Desha x Fem!Reader) Part 6

Pairings: King Desha x Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, language, violence

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At first the complaints and requests were simple, not enough land to grow enough crops to sell in town, or property disputes, occasionally you'd get a pair who claimed they both owned a certain item, Desha usually heard them out and their reasons, and made fair judgement or offered something in compensation. Fair prices to buy more land to grow crops, offering to send out someone to check property, and offering to purchase the item from people himself if they agreed to split the costs between them.

You just happily sat on his lap, it wasn't too comfortable with Desha waving his arms around, laughing his adorable laugh. Sometimes between people, he would pet your head and look at you lovingly, asking if you needed anything, a snack, a drink or if this was too boring for you. You always just shook your head no, you were fine where you were, just happy to spend time with him.

Eventually the line began to die down, and the last couple of people were a family hoping to settle in the Underworld to make a life for themselves, they had traveled very far, and the father was very sick.

They pleaded with Desha to please take them in at citizens. Desha twirled his scepter around, rubbing his chin, as if making a very difficult decision.

"I hear your request, and I am willing to grant it, however what can you bring to my kingdom in exchange for a place to call home," Desha asked, pointing it at them

"Well, uhm" the mother mumbled "I was a teacher in our village, I could work for a school here.."

Desha looked up at the ceiling, rubbing his chin yet again. Waved his hand over at Ingrid, who was currently staring at you with a blank stare.

"Ingrid..." Desha started, snapping her attention, "The children's school on the Eastern side...didn't it burn down..."

"Yes King Desha...We could rebuild the school within the next month or so, but having only one teacher would probably cause some issues."

"What happened to the teachers who worked there?"

"Died in the fire sir"

"Oh", Desha grumbled, leaning back in his throne, looking at you on his lap, he smiled and sat up

"I will grant your requests for citizenship, and the school job is yours, however you will need to find help for yourself to open the school, if not..." he smiled, "I will have to have you move elsewhere "

The family thanked Desha over and over again, collecting their family, they turned to leave before the mother gave a smile to you, as if you influenced his decision, you returned with a small wave. And with that the doors closed behind them, Desha took off his crown, putting it down.

"Such a long day..." he sighed,

"I think you did very well today lord" Ingrid said, walking infront of the throne, "now about the school"

They began to discuss lumber, and resources to build the school. To you it was really boring, just a bunch of boring money talk, but then they started to talk about if the mother could actually find other people to work at the school.

"I don't think she can," grumbled Desha, putting his fingers to his temple, "I can rebuild the school anyway, I can find my own staff, I just gave her the chance to find her own so they can settle down, if she actually managed to find staffing, I was gonna let her stay anyway"

"I understand lord Desha, but this is our youth of our kingdom, what if say...your children went to this school? Wouldn't you want the best of the best"

Desha nervously chuckled at the thought of having children. The topic never came up before, and he wasn't going to have this discussion now.

"Sure...." he said

"I could work there..." you stated, "I could learn the material and teach there aswell."

Desha looked at you with a smile.

"Alright, if this is what you want, I'll send a scroll stating you're going to be working with this woman at the school"

"Um sir! Is that really necessary, do you really want her...to help teach our youth?" Ingrid stammered

"What do you mean by that Ingrid?" Desha glared at her, "What are you implying about (y/n)"

Right then and there you wanted to tell Desha about the past few days, how Ingrid had insulted you, how you ate, your status, and your relationship with Desha, but that began to unfold around you as Ingrid dug herself into an even deeper hole.

"Shes not even a princess! You're just throwing the crown at some random cattle who showed up unannounced to your ball! I can't just let yo-"

"Silence!" Desha shouted, leaning forward looking down at Ingrid, "I have let you slide in the past Ingrid, your horrible treatment to my staff, to my men! I kept giving you chances because of when you came to this kingdom! But I will not have you stand there and question my decision, especially about my relationship with (y/n)! I am giving you one, one final chance to redeem yourself, walk away and pretend this conversation did not happen! Do I make myself clear!"

Desha's hand rested on yours, with every word, his grip around your hand began to tighten, not super tight, just tight enough that you could feel his emotions with every word. He truly loved you.

Ingrid just stood there, red in the face, her eyes full of panic, darting between your face and Desha, with a huff, she stomped out of the throne room towards her chambers.

Desha sighed, leaning back in his throne, fingers rubbing his temples. You leaned towards his face and planted a kiss on his cheek.

"Are you alright?," he asked, rubbing your back

"Yes...But I have a question,"

"Go ahead"

"How long have you known Ingrid?"

With a grumble, Desha sat up in his chair, placing his hand on your head, stroking your hair.

"Your hair is very soft" he smiled

"Don't avoid the question" you smiled at him, taking his hand off your head and holding it with both of yours.

"Well" he sighed. "When I was younger, my mother , my brother and I, were in the garden, we'd do anything to be away from our father. I began to wander away far from the castle. I'm not sure how long I had wandered till it was night time. I found myself lost just a little ways into the wastelands, where a girl, a bit older than me, I was...hmm.. about 7 or 8 at the time, so she had to be aeast 12. She asked me where I had come from, and I told her well I'm the from the castle. She took my hand and led me back home, I didn't realize at the time, but she was apart of the large population that had been affected by my father's harsh rule, and his stupid quest for immortality. When I got back home, my family, besides my father of course greeted me back with open arms. Ingrid however lost her family, so I begged my mother to please let her stay in the castle. She worked as a maid until my brother's and I defeated our father, where I had her promoted to royal advisor"

With that Desha took you off his lap, and stood you up, holding your hand.

"Looking back on it, maybe I was a little too soft with her, she was always kinda mean, even when we were children" he chuckled.

"She was mean to me too..." you groaned

"What?", he looked at you, "why didn't you tell me?"

"You didn't love me then...I didn't want to make a big deal about it"

"(Y/n)" he started," Were getting married tomorrow, I would have done something about it had you told me"

"Well I now that now" you giggled, pulling him down into a kiss, cupping his cheek,"I'll tell you if someone or something bothering me from now on okay?"

"Alright then, would you like to go get some tea, and then we can go look at the ballroom decorations for tomorrow"

With a laugh you agreed, Desha leading the way to the garden, telling his men along the way to kindly find Rosa, Mara and Sinna, and ask them to prepare some tea and snack for you two.

The two of you arrived, tea being poured into cups as soon as you sat down. A fresh bowl of fruit plucked that day was there aswell. Desha began to cup up some of then to give to you, but you fed them to him instead.

After tea, Desha placed his hands over your eyes, and began to lead you to the ballroom.

"Is this really necessary?" You asked, trying to peak over his large hands.

"I want this to be the first surprise of many, please"

"Fine,"

You couldn't see anything, and kinda felt like he was leading you into a trap, your steps were smaller than usual, as you were afraid of where you were going. Eventually the sound of a door opening peaked your interest, and with a few more steps, Desha stopped leading you.

"Are you ready?" He asked

"Of course! Let me see"

Desha took his hands off to reveal to you the decor.

Purple tapestries, beautiful stalks of lavender were hung up from the ceiling, at the end of the room, were large stainedglass windows, and infront of them were 4 chairs. The largest for Desha, the one next to it was covered in roses, most likely for you, the one on the other side of Desha was identical to the one next to you, both had a shall shield on them, signifying their ties with the kingdom and with Desha, they were for Despa and Ouken....

Desha noticed your eyes on the chairs, sighing.

"I know he's out there, and I will get my brother back, but I felt off not including him in our wedding. I'm sure whenever, he turns back to him, he would be happy we didn't give up on him."

Your heart was on fire, all of this for your wedding, it was like a dream come true. You spun around, hugging Desha tightly.

"Do you like it" he asked sheepishly

"Desha this is amazing! Everything is so lovely, the flowers, the tables, the chairs, especially the lavender, this is all so wonderful!"

"I'm glad you like it," he said, placing a kiss on your forehead, "There is however...one more thing we need to do today"

"What is it?"

The next thing you know, you found yourself, with Desha and Despa, in the Mines just south of the castle. You were really confused, Despa was more excited than you, and Desha was busy talking to the man in charge.

Soon the man Desha had spoken to you, brought over a wheel barrel of large stones, pouring them onto the ground, all of them much larger than your head.

"Pick one!" Despa blurted out excitedly

"Uhm.." you were confused, looking at Desha, and looking at the rocks, you began to scan the rocks with your pointer finger, nothing was catching your eye because you had no idea what to look for, until you noticed a funky looking rock under the pile, kneeling down, you began to dig through it, causing coal dust and gravel to get on your hands. You pulled out the large rock, and held it up to Desha, who happily took it from your hands. Despa quickly rushed over to you with a handkerchief, and cleaned off your hands.

Next, Desha and Despa took you to a clearing, Desha placing the rock in the center of the open field, then Despa grabbed your hand and holding you close, you were confused for a moment, until Desha lifted his hand, small sparks emanating from his hands as dark clouds began to hover, with a quick lift of his arm, Desha sent multiple lightning strike into the small rock, dust began to fill up the surrounding air, you could barely see Desha for a bit, the dust cloud was too dense.

After a bit the dust began to settle, you could see the form of Desha bend down and pick something up, him turning around and walking towards you, something clenched within his hands.

You looked up at him, and back at his hand confused, he began to open his palm, it was super dirty, but in the center was a small gemstone. Desha had you chose a rock, so he could lightning strike it into a gemstone.

"If you like it, we can put it into your wedding band." Desha said

Before you could answer Despa cried out.

"Oh brother! Who knew someone like you could make such a perfect gemstone, oh my (y/n) surely is a lucky girl to have you!"

You placed your hands onto his, pushing Desha down, and placed a quick peck on his lips, taking the gem in your hands.

"I love it, it's beautiful like you Desha," you smiled.

Desha smiled back, and proceeded to pick you up and hug you, spinning you around in the field. Despa happily clapping along.

In a short time, it was dinnertime, Despa stayed the castle considering he was coming to the wedding tomorrow, you did your usual routine of eating, bathing and getting dressed in your nightgown, but before bed, Desha had to go bring your gemstone to the forge to have it placed in a band.

You were too excited for tomorrow to sit in the room alone. You quietly put on a robe, and left your chambers, walking toward the ballroom.

You just wanted a peak of it one more time before your big day tomorrow. When you opened the door, you heard something metal fall, it sounded as if it fell behind the chairs. Quickly shutting the door behind you, you made your way over to the chairs on the otherwise of the room.

Before you could peer over the table infront of the chairs, Ingrid popped up.

"Oh! Uhm! Good evening Miss (y/n), w-whate are you doing here?" She stammered

"I could ask you the same thing..."you replied

"Just some last minute touch ups...I felt horrible for what I said this morning...and came here to make sure nothing went wrong on your big day..."

"Thats...nice Ingrid..."

"I am terribly sorry Miss (y/n), I was caught up in my own status and feelings to notice how I was affecting you and Lord Desha...could you ever forgive me" she cried out, reaching out to your hand, bringing it to her forehead

"Uhm..." you said, a little uncomfortable "S-sure Ingrid, I forgive you..."

"Oh thank you! Thank you! You won't regret it!" She said, quickly walking around the table and leading you back to the door, quickly pushing you out the room.

"Just some finishing touches Miss (y/n) you should rest up for your big day!"

Before you could object, she shut the door in your face, quickly locking it so she wouldn't be interuppted again. She walked back to the chairs, and bent down behind yours, reaching for a metal file, the cause of the sound you had heard before.

Picking it up, she began to file at the back two legs of your chair, not breaking them, but weakening them. When she had finished with that, she looked up at the ceiling, above the chairs was a chandelier, golden, and heavy, it had 10 candles on it, each within its own cup, and at the bottom of those cups were sharpened spikes.

Returning to your room, you found Desha, already snoozing away, you quietly closed the door behind you, taking off your robe you climbed into bed with him, scooting close to him you placed a kiss on his head, snuggling into his arms, you began to drift off into sleep.

You were getting married tomorrow.

[lady-maria-the-wolf225]

How the boys deal with Karens when you couldn't handel it on your own:

You have a problem with a karen neighbor that lives a few blocks away from you. She would destroy your garden, ruin your outdoor birthday parties with friends by destroying the table that was filled with food and cake, and even threatning you to sue you. You call your terrapin boyfriend over, and Leo understands how angry you felt and he hatches a plan to stop the karen from ruining your whole life. The next day, the karen neighbor comes to your house over and starts yelling over the fact you had your lights on last night and you smile and respond that your boyfriend came over and spent the night over. The neighbor demands to speak to him, and Leo came out of nowhere from behind and says "may I help you miss uh.....psycho?" That made the crazy karen scream and run away. That made you laugh and called her a bitch and to never come back. You thanked leo hugging him and he response that next time it happens, it's better you would file a restraining order and chief Vincent will help you out with it.

Raph has heard of the term Karen,but never encountered one yet. Until you end up calling him over the phone and he comes over to your apartment. You explain to him that you have a psycho Karen living right next door to you bitching over your dog barking and howling because it suffers from seperation anxiety, and that you haven't been able to take it out and had a friend to walk the dog for you because you've had an awful stomach flu over the past few weeks. Raph nods in understanding and you both set up a plan. The next day, you come home from grocery shopping, and the neighbor who was with her husband started arguing with you that they couldn't get any sleep, and calling you a bitch and whore for no reason. But then you realize now you knew why she was calling you that. You and Raph have sex every Friday night. Despite that, hearing the karen yelling and calling you a bunch of offensive swear words made Raph super pissed. Then the karen yelled "I'm gonna kick your ass!!" And Raph jumps down and angrily stood up and growls saying "Not if I kick your ass first for talking to my waifu like that you stupid bitch!!" The karen and her husband freaked out and ran to their car and drove off in fear. You stare at raph and said "raph. That was a bit too much." Raph smirks "ya just gotta do somethin to scare em off. Otherwise they would keep bothering ya babe." You understood where he was coming from. And as the weeks went by, the psycho neighbors finally moved out of the apartment complex, and things are now back to normal all thanks to Raph.

Donnie has had a few karen encounters while him and his brothers are on patrol at night. When he got a call from you, he immediately knew what you are dealing with. He would come over and bring a hacking device that can hack into every single electronical item in any home. He would sneak in the Karen's home, and place it somewhere where it's not noticeable. When the psycho karen comes home that night, the real fun begins. Donnie would drive his drone around the house so you and him can see what is going on. The house lights and TV starts to flicker making the lady freak out causing her in falling down a small flight of stairs and slipping on food that was left on the floor and making you and Donnie laugh as you both watch. You grab some popcorn, and you two enjoy the show. You kiss him thanking him in solving your karen pest problem. He would blush and smiles. He would gladly let you use his hacking device just in case the crazy lady comes back or just call the cops for help anyway.

You have a younger siblings at least aged 9, and he is babysat by a karen teen who hated to be around your kid sibling, and acts like a jerk around you. You couldn't find the time to stay at home since you work nights for the week. So you invited Mikey over to spend some fun time with the kid. You kiss your terrapin boyfriend, and leave for work. Mikey and your younger sibling playing video games and board games too. They suddenly hear the bedroom door creak open, and Mikey silently hides in the closet like a speeding bullet since he has ninja skills. He hears the commotion between the kid and the bitchy babysitter saying she would sue you and humiliate you every step of the way for no reason all for just to get money and pay for her college intuition and booze and cigarettes. and she even called the kid a brat yelling and talking trash about how bratty he is and he should stay in his room for the rest of the night since she is inviting her stoned boyfriend over. She storms out the room and Mikey looks at the kid in a sad way. "She shouldn't be talking to you and your big sis like that buddy." The kid sighs and response its always been like that since the teen started babysitting. Mikey and your younger sibling decided to hatch a plan. "I have an idea mikey." Mikey watches him go under his bed and takes out a video camera projector. The kid smirks and they hear the boyfriend walk inside the house. "Let's expose em to the whole neighborhood." Mikey gives a devilish smirk and rubs his hands together. "Yeah. Let's do it!" Him and Mikey set it up and it reflects on the outer part of the whole house. They both turn it on, and it shows the two teens having sex and suddenly, moments later, a few neighbors sat at the front lawn laughing and enjoying the show. Your younger sibling and Mikey chuckled and gave each other a brotherly secret handshake they both created. You come back home in complete shock what you just saw, scolded and cussed out at the baby sitter and fired her on the spot without giving her a single penny. You thanked Mikey for watching over your kid brother, and you asked if he can baby sit from now on. This made Mikey smile with joy and he kisses you. Even your brother was glad you finally let Mikey come over spend time with him permanently until you are off work so the three of you could go out and have fun together like a little family!

@tmntspidergirl @turtle-babe83 @raisin-shell @cowabunga-doll @greenprincess @kawaiibunga @exovapor @thelaundrybitch @chicchanmooshy @angelcatlowyn @nittleboo @selfless1978

[tinisprout]

A Kiss to Remember

Pairing: Hyunjae x gn!Reader

Genre: Fluff, mutual pinning

Warnings: profanities like a lot, alcohol consumption, jokes of killing

Word count: 2.4k

Summary: After a kiss you spend a month of trying to figure out your own feeling you come to the conclusion that you like Hyunjae. You wonder how to deal with these feelings, especially when he doesn't feel that way about you, at least that's what you think.

a/n: Happy birthday Hyunjae Im a little late y'all don't mind that.

When you have been friends for so long is it better to just stay as such? Should I just bury these budding feelings before, it becomes something I can’t handle? I look at my hand, the one that casually reached out to him and had been reached out to by him many times before. It was only recently that holding him like that made my heart tickle. After today there is no denying my feelings, I like Hyunjae.

“So do I just cut them off or…,” I bite my lip struggling with a decision. How would I even go about stopping these feelings?! “Ugh, why does he suddenly have to be so appealing.” around a month ago after one of our nights out drinking, we somehow ended up making out. Sure we always lightly flirted with each other, but that’s just how we are, nothing was ever taken seriously like there was a line we knew that shouldn’t be crossed.

That night it was crossed, but I’m the only one that has any recollection of it happening. Hyunjae remembers nothing of that night and I’m left to deal with these complicated feelings. I didn’t tell him cause, whatever, it’s not like we have feelings for each other anyways. It’s just something that happened, I don’t have to make a big deal of it. That’s what I thought at first, then I noticed how my eyes started to linger on him.

For this past month, I’ve been trying to gauge these feelings for him, to say I like him after one measly kiss is too much. Now I know for sure, but what do I do now? How he acts towards me now is no different from how he’s always treated me, so it’s not like he looks at me in that way.

“No, this is not what I should be thinking about right now! I have to get ready, gotta go soon.”

Hyunjae’s birthday party is tonight, I can’t make today about me. I’ll just act like normal today, he’ll never know the difference.

***

Walking into the designated lounge room for Hyunjae’s party I was greeted by a few familiar faces and some unfamiliar. I was given a wave and nod by some of my friends before almost being knocked off my feet.

“Y/N! You’re finally here, I’ve been waiting for you!” Hyunjae throws himself into my arms giving me a tight squeeze. I freeze up and then remind myself that I should act naturally.

“And a hello to you too. Drunk already I see birthday boy,” I say tapping his back with one hand trying to not get too close. Jacob comes up offering a smile in greeting and I smile back.

“You need to control yourself,” Jacob says then pulling Hyunjae off me falling into his arms, and I thank him with a nod. Hyunjae struggles in Jacob’s hold wanting to break free, then Jacob whispers something in Hyunjae’s ears and he stops struggling, instead, slumping in his arms letting himself be dragged away back to his seat. Looking back to the rest of the table I see my best friend Sunwoo waving me over the free spot next to him. I take a seat and Sunwoo pulls me in giving me a side hug and I reciprocate, doing the same.

“So you want to tell me what that was all about?” He leans in whispering to me.

“What are you talking about?”

“Seriously? I saw the way you blushed like a schoolgirl that was told they are cute by their crush when Hyunjae hugged you.”

“No way!” In shock, I pull away from Sunwoo rubbing at my forehead. I pretend I don’t see the eyes of everyone else go to me at my outburst, and get closer to Sunwoo, whispering again. “Was I that obvious?”

“So you’re admitting that there was something going on there?” He gives a sly smirk and I realize I’ve been had.

“You’re the worst.”

“Yeah yeah, but why am I only hearing about this today?”

“Because I’ve only acknowledged it myself today.”

“Acknowledged it? Just how long have I been out of the loop and does that mean that the two of you are…?” He trailed off letting me fill in the blank.

“Nothing. This is all just one-sided, he should have no idea.”

“You’re fucking kidding me right?”

“What?” Sunwoo sighs at my words and wraps his arms around my shoulder again.

“I’m your bestie, right? I’m also Hyunjae’s friend, correct?”

“Yes, and?”

“Exactly. Now, look at Hyunjae. If anyone else was in my position with you, he would not be looking at us, like a sad frog, but glaring at the person in my place. You get it?” Hyunjae did have his stupid-looking frog face on display, but no, that probably cause he was reprimanded by Jacob.

“No, Hyunjae doesn’t see me like that.”

“Sure maybe at the start of your friendship he didn’t, but the way I see it is, there is a -2% chance that he doesn’t see you that way.”

“And the way I see it is that I shouldn’t even be thinking about this tonight. I just want to get through tonight without a problem, have some fun. I can figure out everything else later.”

"Okay, whatever. My friends are a bunch of oblivious morons." He mumbles the last part knowing damn well I can still hear him.

"Say that again mother fucker. I'll kill you.” I playfully shove Sunwoo and he pretends to be hurt.

“Yo chill!” The both of us laugh out loud and then there is the slamming of shot glasses by the two of us. I turn to see it was Hyunjae, he looks at me with a pout but doesn’t say anything.

“There is a drinking rule. Every time someone joins the party we gotta take a shot,” Jacob explains in Hyunjae’s place.

“Oh, so that’s why he is already smashed.” There was still a deal more empty seats left… is Hyunjae going to survive tonight? Everyone pours themselves a drink, the ones that got here were first looking a little sick while the rest of us were fine, we all down the drinks. The night continues with good vibes, till the last guest arrives with a plus one. Both are unfamiliar faces to me.

“Sorry I’m late, Hyunjae. Also thanks for letting me bring my sister, she really wanted to meet my friends.” The man and his sister wish Hyunjae a happy birthday and take the only seats left available which just so happened to be next to the birthday man himself. With the arrival of two new guests, everyone takes the mandatory shot. I could feel a little more than a buzz, but overall still fine.

The conversation was flowing as normal as everyone was having a good time. A few more drinks in when everyone was a little drunker, open, and comfortable things got a little more handsy. Whatever that’s what people do when they’re drunk, but I couldn’t notice just how handsy that new girl was getting with Hyunjae.

“Good lord, Y/N. Are you trying to kill her with your eyes?” Snapping out of it, I look to sunwoo how was laughing his ass off.

“I might be,” getting mad at myself for the silly words, I rub roughly at my forehead. “So stupid. I don’t have any right to be mad. He isn’t my boyfriend or anything.” The girl tries to casually grab for Hyunjae’s hand and I quickly look up groaning, “That should be me.”

“Damn, you’re down bad.”

“You’re right!” I pour myself another drink, downing it as fast as I can. “I hope I get so shwasted that I forget everything!”

“I take no responsibility for whatever happens tonight, but hell yeah!” Sunwoo takes another shot. The night continues smoothly and everything is jovial except for every time I see her take an advance toward Hyunjae. The party started to slow down and eventually, everyone came to the decision that they could handle no more, so that party came to an end after a few good hours of drinking. After everyone except Hyunjae split the bill, one by one the people started leaving the lounge.

“Jacob I require your assistance home!” Sunwoo shouts to his friend and neighbor. Jacob nods, ready to leave, getting drunk was never his favorite thing. Sunwoo gets up slinging his arm around Jacob for support, and the two boys say goodbye to their friends. “Get home safe loser and get some dick while you’re at it.”

“Fuck off!” Sunwoo laughs as he walks away with Jacob. Only me, the brother-sister pair, and Hyunjae were left. I sure as hell wasn’t about to leave while they were still here, I want to hang out more. The brother as if hearing my wish says it’s time they head home.

The two get up to leave and the girl looks visibly sad while I do a little dance in my head. I walk up to Hyunjae and he looks at me then stands up like he was waiting for me. When I hear them walk out the door I can feel a smile grow on my face. Finally, no more people.

“Ready to go back home?” I ask him.

“You’re going to walk me back? How romantic.”

“We live one apartment building away from each other, stop being dramatic.”

“But still I’m ha-” my eye dart towards the sound of the lounge room door opening and see the familiar girl closing the door behind her. I cover Hyunjae’s mouth with my hand while I use my other one, taking the back of his neck and pulling him closer to me. Our lips only separated by my hand. Surely it looked like we were kissing right now, Hyunjae’s body should cover up the fact that we aren’t. Just let your mind fill in the blanks girl.

A few seconds after I can hear the sound of the door opening and closing again and a high-pitched, “I’m sorry.” from the girl. I’m sorry too… actually no I’m not. I pull away from Hyunjae and he looks stunned.

“Did we just kiss?”

“No, we didn’t. You kiss my hand.”

“Oh.” My eyes were certainly deceiving me cause it looked like he was a little disappointed by my answer.

“Well, let go.” He hums in response and we walk out of the establishment. Suddenly he wraps his arm around me. This isn’t much of a surprise since he was a clingy drunk. The walk was quiet, which was unusual for Hyunjae, maybe he is tired

“Where is my present?”

“You realize that your present was the party bill, right? Do you know just how much you drank compared to everyone else? That shit wasn’t cheap.”

“Hehe, yeah that’s why I drank so much. You know as a broke college student free drinks taste a lot better than anything you pay for!”

“As a broke college student, you would know after that I wouldn’t be able to afford a normal present, so don’t complain.”

“Who said you had to buy the present? Even something small, as long as it’s from you.”

“Why are you like this?” This is really the man I’ve come to like. “Fine, I will do any one thing for you.” He is quiet for a while.

“Two.”

“One.”

“Two!”

“Okay, fine two!” he is silent again.

“Really anything?”

“Anything within reason. If you have a body hidden in your closet right now, I would go help you bury it.”

“Then… can I be your boyfriend for a day. If not then just for the rest of the day or just an hour...” I’m so dumbfounded by his words that I stop walking.

“Do you even know what you’re saying?” He pulls away from me.

“Is that a no then?”

“I… Hyunjae, do you… like me?” He nods. “As a friend?”

“Yes, but more than that. I want to hold you all the time, kiss, and more.” He brings his hand up to his face trying to hide his embarrassment. It did nothing to hide how red his ears became.

“I like you too.” Hyunjae perked up at my words. Now I was feeling embarrassed.

“Really?”

“Yeah. I’ll accept your request.” He hugs me again as he did back at the party.

“Then my other request, can we go back to my place?”

“Are we going to do the “and more” stuff you were talking about?” He thinks for a moment and then goes red in the face.

“No! It’s too soon and I’m way too shit-faced right now anyway. I just want to hold you.”

“Good answer.”

***

In the apartment I was oh so familiar with, I lay in Hyunjae’s bed with his arms wrapped around me. My heart was pounding at first but I soon calmed, getting used to the new situation. The lights were off and we were ready to sleep. It was peaceful, but I had this one lingering question and worry in my head.

“Hyunjae?”

“Hmm?”

“Will you remember this in the morning?”

“Of course why would I forget?”

“Because you forgot that we kissed already.” Shocked by my words he shot up in his spot.

“We what?!”

“It was like a month ago. It’s whatever since you don’t remember.”

“...I’m sorry… was I good?”

“Shut up.” I pinch his side and he yelps.

“Okay jeez, I’m just joking. But is that when you started to like me?”

“Not exactly, but it did all develop from then. Why?”

“I’ve liked you for a long time and have been trying for almost a year to get you to notice me in that way. I didn’t expect you to say you liked me back, so I wanted to know when it changed. Ah, I’m glad I never gave up.” He laid back down, hugging me close again.

“Alright don’t kill me now,” he loosens his grip on me in response.

“Can I kiss you again? I promise I won’t forget this time.”

“Hmm, I think you’re fresh out of requests.” He pouts, which is just the look I wanted to see from him.

“I’m messing with you, but just a little bit. If you really remember when you wake up them I’ll let you kiss me more, as my real boyfriend.”

“I’m going to remember and then I’m going to kiss you so much you’ll get sick of my affection!”

“Uh-huh, let’s just see if you can keep your word.” We both lean into each other and kiss, soft and passionate.

[spaceorphan18]

Personal thoughts

I need to vent about work for a moment...

So, I had my epic all nighter part 2 -- in which a majority of the night was spent organizing planners and calendars. Exciting stuff.

So, I make the decision at, like, 3am to put a bunch of the boxed calendars behind the cashier area so our overstock would at least be out and not in boxes in the back. (This is not something I'd normally do - but since our store is going through about a hundred renovations, I thought one less mess in the back might be helpful.)

Anyway - when the morning manager came in, he was a little.... uh... about the whole display. And admittedly, I wasn't thrilled with it, I just figured there was some practical usage there. Then I went home.

Later I asked how the store manager took it -- apparently, not well, she was upset with the decision, boxed everything back up and put it in the back. Then was frustrated that I spent so much time organizing everything that I didn't work on the other task I was supposed to do that night (which, okay, fair to an extent.)

But also -- WHO MAKES SOUND AND GOOD DECISIONS AT 3AM???

And I'm just... here's my thing that I think I'm coming around to. I don't mind that I make mistakes. I learn from making mistakes. But, and this really isn't just me, there's a collective fear in making mistakes because my store manager's first reaction is always pointed anger. And I think that's the crux of the continued anxiety.

I'm already prone to worrying about all the little mistakes I've done in general - by not allowing for a safe space to fail at a thing, I think it just exasperates everything.

Ug. I should probably start looking for a therapist again so I have a solid place to aim all these frustrations and anxieties.

The thing though, is that this would be abated if I just went in and talked to her and said - hey, oops, screw up. But I can't. Cause I'm on mini vacation. And now I have to figure out how to spend the next five days trying to relax and enjoy my vacation and not think about Thursday when we have to do all of this again.

I'm also learning that I don't assimilate well. I just -- want to try new things and see if different things work. And when it's not in line with my boss's thinking, she's not happy with it. And, fine, she's running the store. But it's hard feeling like you have to curtail one of your inner impulses. But fine - I'll play by the rules, so I can move on to having my own store.

Also, I'm annoyed I slept most of the day - which means I did nothing. All day. Again.

[clarawatson]

It Only Takes a Taste

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x [Fem]!Reader (GN pronouns, fem coded stuff, but I’m not sure where this is going as a larger work so we’ll say Fem!reader to be safe) Summary: You work at a diner. Aaron Hotchner falls in love with you. We’re not kidding around trying to make us all sound like profilers, just accept the diner life, we love it here. W/C: 1498 Warnings: none yet!  A/N:  First chapter of that diner!au i was talking about here! AO3 ps. I forgot to tag people, so: @willowrose99 & @genevievedarcygranger my beloveds. If you want to get added to the tag list jump in my inbox and i’ll try to remember to add tags every time i post. Where am I in this series?  01 | 02 | 03 | 04 |

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When you first meet him it’s 5am and raining. You’re switching over shifts for your friend, Rita, because she’s been doing night shifts at the diner. This late into her pregnancy she shouldn’t be working, not technically, but she needs the money and she’s got insomnia because of the baby, so she works nights now. There’s always someone working with her, be it Joe (who’s got far too much muscle for a chef) or Lola (who can beat anyone to a pulp with a pie tray). In the early hours of the morning a bunch of tatt’ed bikies come and sit and talk about their extracurricular activities (definitely not legal) because one time there was an armed hold up and the police didn’t turn up until two hours after it had happened. People don’t like holding up a diner full of men who eat their own motorbikes for breakfast.

But when he comes in, he’s not any of them. He’s not even one of Lola’s nightly hook-ups (she needs the money, you don’t ask). He’s too well dressed in a grey suit (or is it black? Maybe it’s black), trying desperately to shove his I.D. badge in his pocket. He has a look about him that says ‘I’m part of one of the alphabet soup agencies’. A smile on his face, dead in the eyes, and the weight of the world on his shoulders. He fumbles with his wallet as he squints to read the menu behind the counter. The rain’s stopped dripping from his hair, instead he’s got droplets like his woken with the morning dew upon him.

“Hi love,” Rita coos as she hangs her apron up. She has a look about her that says she’ll eat this man for her breakfast. It’s an effort not to curse those pregnancy hormones some days.

“Go home,” you tell her, swatting her arm. “Put your feet up, rest, sleep while the baby does or some shit.” Rita sticks her bottom lip out and pouts, but she’s making grabby hands for her purse, which is stored where the tea towels used to be. Far too high to reach even when one’s not pregnant. You grab it down for her, ignoring the showering of thank-yous.

The new guy (who is getting more and more handsome by the second) is still looking at the menu. He doesn’t look like he’s going to stop looking and order any time soon.

“Are you sure you’re fine to take the metro in this weather?” you check. She’s rubbing her swollen belly and looking longingly at the booths that haven’t had anyone sit in them for hours now. 

“Wait forty-five minutes and I’ll take you!” Joe yells. He’s slaving over something in the kitchen even though it looks like no one’s ordered in hours. “Wife gave me the car ‘cause of the storm!”

“Forty-five,” you repeat and point her towards the seat that she’s been eyeing off. Rita sighs, nods, then goes out to the seat. “What can I get you?” Usually when addressing the customer you’d add something gentle like ‘sweetheart’ or ‘love’ or ‘dear’ because the customers like it and they come back because they think you’re treating them like a long lost friend.

He bats his dark eyelashes and rubs at his forehead.

“I don’t know.” He sounds tired, balancing on the very edge of exhaustion. He might just fall off into a pit of sleep that he won’t wake up from. Been there, done that. “Do you guys do coffee?”

You laugh and point to the brewed pot beside you. There’s one for each table, free refills with a pie purchase. It’s written in decorative lettering right above you on the blackboard.

“We can put it in a take-away cup. It’s before six so it’s free anyway,” you offer. The last bits a lie, but Joe doesn’t care about a cup or two of coffee going missing. He’ll catch it up later when he flirts with all of the mom’s coming through after school drop off. The new guy nods and pulls out a ten dollar note and shoves it in the tip jar. You raise an eyebrow at him, but he nods anyway. He’s like a broken bobblehead.

“I know.” He goes to the sweets display and searches through it like he’s looking for something specific. Maybe he is. You’ve not seen him in the diner before, and neither has Rita, but maybe he’s one of Lola’s regulars. Maybe you’d judged him wrong. 

“Anything caught your eye?” you ask, leaning over the counter as if you could see it from his angle too. Maybe you do it to show off just that little bit of cleavage. He notices, then looks like he’s done entirely the wrong thing as he licks his lips and blinks like a school boy.

“S-sorry,” he stammers, and Rita giggles. You point at her and give her a stern look, but she just puts her hand over her mouth and lies down on the seat. She’s still silently giggling because her belly keeps bobbing above the table. 

“I just…” he has that exhausted look on his face again.

“Long day at work?” The answer is always yes for the people who work at the alphabet agencies. He nods. “Take a seat, grab some coffee, take a minute. It’s only just gone five, you’ve got time.” 

He nods. He looks like he’s gotten his words all mixed up and they’re just sitting in his mouth, refusing to leave. Tongue tied doesn’t exactly encapsulate what looks like is going on inside his head. He sits at one of the chairs in front on the counter, and takes the coffee cup gratefully as you pass it to him.

He’s definitely an alphabet soup man. He sits in this weird stance like he’s countering his weight against a gun. His shoulders are hunched forward as if he spends hours a day doing paperwork. He’s got a nervous twitch in his hands like sitting still is only going to bring the next case.

You think about making a joke about turning on the cellphone jammer, but last time Joe made that joke the whole place ended up swarming with cops. Absolute disaster. No one’s going to do that one again. 

“Cherry, berry or apple?” you ask, grabbing a plate.

“Sorry?”

“Cherry, berry or apple?” Rita repeats from her booth. “For the pie, sweetheart.”

“Uh, I didn’t—“

“Eat it,” Rita growled. You pull a face at her even though she can’t see you. The guy smiles.

“Apple, please.” Well mannered. Sweet. He looks elated as you slide the apple pie to him and hand him the canned cream.

“Not as good as fresh, but it’s better than nothing.” 

He puts a generous amount on his plate. You half think he might like it more than proper cream. Rita leans up just enough to look at him as he digs in, fanning herself playfully before sighing and collapsing back down.

Joe brings out his tray of caramel salted cookies. They’re thick enough to look like cakes with a gooey caramel center, and they usually sell out pretty quickly. The new guy watches them intently.

“How much trouble am I going to get into if I give those to my son?” 

“How old is he?”

“Ten.”

You smile. That’s a good age. “How much do you hate his teacher?” 

He considers this with a gentle tilt of his head. “Not a lot. I’ll give it to him after school.” He pulls out his wallet again and Joe looks like he’s just hit the mother lode as he grabs one of the cardboard boxes. 

“If you really want to spoil your kid, y/n here can write really pretty on top.” You glare at Joe. He shrugs. He’s covered in cake batter and cookie dough, and smells like pancake batter. He’s always smelling sickly sweet, and like a well lived in home, despite looking like the living embodiment of Gaston. “She does it for my wife all the time.”

The handsome man’s phone buzzes. He checks it, then shovels the rest of his pie in his mouth like a starved man. 

“I have to go,” he says. He gives Joe another ten and tells him to keep the change. Joe looks like he’s about to break into a song and dance. You pour a fresh cup of coffee into a take-away cup and slide it across the counter to him. He thanks you a thousand times over then goes. With his cookie.

“Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME?” Rita screeches the moment the door shut with it’s little jingle. “I’ll-show-him-my-cleavage-but-I-won’t-ask-his-name?? No wonder you can’t get a date!”

“I’ll do it next time.” Not that there’s ever a ‘next time’ for these alphabet soup agents. They’re always looking for the next place to go to so they don’t have a ‘regular place’ that can be ambushed. 

But in a perfect world... you’d see him every day.

[eremiie]

could I....could I request perhaps...stoner Levi?? Or maybe stoner h/c for any of the AOT crew

eren & levi stoner headcanons;

i’m gonna double whammy this! enjoy!

stoner levi

hange probably got levi into smoking tbh, especially if they lived together, they’re smoking buddies and she probably grows her own shit or something

i mean this dude was like “???? no” at first but she was like “come oooon, it’ll relax you!” and he was somewhat sold

he only smokes time to time but if he shared a dorm/apartment with hange then he’d smoke almost every time she does

first time he smoked he probably went home and did his research, then proceeded to text hange a whole bunch of questions

he would never spend money on any kind of drugs, he only smokes when hanji invites him to a sesh

he is really good at rolling for some reason, after the first time hange asked him to roll she kept asking him and he would roll his eyes but do it anyways

as a matter of fact he secretly likes rolling cause he’s the one to lick the blunt, not anyone else, and the way hange licks it looks nasty to him so—

he’s a chill ass smoker but it’s funny because he gets more irritated when he’s high, like hange will talk his head off and he’s ready to backhand her, he’ll just stare at her until she shuts up, and he hates when oluo talks while he’s high it irritates him so much more

he doesn’t like hotboxing, first time was probably in a car and he left cause it was so hot and it made him really uncomfy he prefers to smoke outside most of the time anyways

levi only smokes joints, he wouldn’t vape, use a pipe, none of that, maybe edibles once or twice but they never really did much for him. he might try using a hookah but deem it too complicated or some shit, or it tasted weird or something

he looks so good when he smokes though?? like since he already has narrow eyes his eyes are basically closed and when he’s sitting back and just minding his business he just looks so mfkn good

he gets really uncoordinated i feel like? idk why but i feel like he trips over his own feet literally all the time when he’s high

things he has done while high; one time he started crying cause he got overwhelmed and hange took pictures which he forced her to delete the next day and refused to believe he cried in front of her

that was the only time. that never happened again.

another time he started cooking and made like 3 different quick meals which hange taste tested and applauded him for, he doesn’t even know where he got the recipe from and could barely remember making one of those meals but hange remembers and brings it up every 1-3 business days

and another time he deep cleaned the whole entire apartment while muttering nonsense to himself. hange was almost positive he wasn’t high when he did that but they were both faded

stoner eren

eren is an avid smoker, i mean this dude smokes a lot, every time someone asks the answer is yes

he probably got into smoking because he vaped in the school bathroom in high school and thought that shit was cool asf

he never actually got his own vape but always used a friends when he was with them, a terrible era for him and the first time he smoked weed was probably his senior year 

he usually smokes with connie, sasha, jean, thats his main circle and it was connie who invited him the first time

occasionally armin will join, i can definitely see armin smoking with them a couple times... he probably ended up smoking with them the first time because he happened to be hanging out with them

eren is surprisingly a very chill smoker too, he’s in his own head and nothing bothers him, he’s at peace. i mean this dude isn’t arguing with anybody, not even jean

he gets so touchy when he’s high— whoever is near him is getting touched, whether it be him holding their arm, laying his head on their lap, putting his arm around their shoulders, or keeping his hand on their leg, he needs to make contact with you

he rolls sloppy as fuck but it gets the job done, they usually leave the rolling to jean because A) he’s great at it and B) one time connie dropped the grinder and weed went everywhere

eren has only paid for weed fully once, and never again. mikasa scolded him for it too, it was a terrible investment in her eyes. he always pitches in when they all plan to smoke though so whoever doesn’t have to pay fully

eren likes edibles and will use them, as well as still hit a vape if someone offers. once eren had sour patch edibles and thought they weren’t doing anything but like 30 minutes later it hit him and hit him so hard 

he also gets really uncoordinated while high, i mean this mf will reach for a water bottle and he misses it by 30 feet, he thinks it went through his hand or something

he likes when people play with his hair while high, it feels 10x better and he will actively seek for someone to just brush his hair or run their hands through it. usually armin vouches to do it. once sasha did it while eating chips and eren had crumbs in his hair

he cannot comprehend anything while he’s high. he will “huh?” you to death, i mean words literally scramble in his head and he will stare at you trying his hardest to understand

things he has done while high; he hugged armin for a good thirty minutes and refused to let go. armin was fine with it though because he got to complain to eren about how he felt sad for ants that go into houses to try to find a place to live and end up dying. eren just nodded his head like he understood and told armin he loved his hair every 3 seconds

eren fell asleep for literally like 2 minutes while high and then woke up and went to grab his bag for school. mikasa had to sit him down and reassure him he had no school and it was 11pm

he called his mom, told her he was high then hung up the phone. she yelled at him the next morning and he argued with her trying to tell her he didn’t call her

[natashasfilms]

Chapter Three - The Return

Summary: With the days leading up to the fall, Aria had hoped to spend her last summer after high school with her friends before she went off to college. She didn’t expect to deal with the monsters she and her friends supposedly defeated months ago once again, nor did she think she had to deal with heartbreak in the process.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Original Female Character

Warnings: This story contains mature themes such as sexual content, strong language, violence, mentions of alcohol and drugs, blood, gore, and death.

Note: I imagine Aria Kaul as South Asian but I have decided to let you, the reader, imagine her appearance, hence the reason why I have not given her a face claim. However, her race does not affect the story, whatsoever. You, as the reader, are free to imagine her however you want. If you don’t see her as South Asian, then that’s fine. It won’t affect the storyline.

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Aria tried her best to look presentable in front of the kids. She hoped no one would notice something was wrong with her. She decided that as soon as she welcomed Dustin home, she would leave the kids to do their thing and spend some time alone before she headed off to work.

She picked up the kids one by one in her new car that her mom bought her as a gift after she got her acceptance letter. Though, it’s not like she would be driving all the way from Indiana to Rhode Island so her car was going to stay in Hawkins anyway.

She drove them all to Dustin’s house where they would surprise the boy. His mom went to pick up Dustin and now they were on their way home so they got situated into their places, preparing for the moment.

While everyone was excited to welcome Dustin back home after a long month, Will kept glancing back at Aria. He could sense something was wrong as soon as she picked him up from his house. Aria caught his eye and she gave him a tight lipped smile, reassuring him that everything was alright. Will knew it wasn’t but didn’t say anything.

Max could tell Aria wasn’t her usual self as well. She seemed more quiet than usual, where generally, she would be telling them off for doing stupid things. They’ve done some dumb stuff in the past hour and she just completely disregarded them, lost in her own thoughts. She wanted to ask her what was wrong when they heard a car door slam outside, instantly realizing that Dustin was home.

They quickly hid behind the walls, Eleven getting ready to use her powers to move Dustin’s toys around to scare him.

Dustin opened the front door and walked in, releasing a frustrated sigh at the fact that none of his friends were answering his calls on the walkie-talkie. He walked into his room and that’s when Eleven started moving a bunch of his toys, startling the curly haired boy.

Eleven moved the robots and Dustin followed, blown out of his mind. She made the toys reach a certain point when Mike whispered a “Now!” to her, causing her to stop them all at once.

Dustin was bewildered and crouched down at the now frozen toys. He picked them up to examine them, wondering how in the world they moved by itself. Aria and the kids creeped up behind him, Lucas holding a “Welcome Home Dustin” banner in his hands. They also had noisemakers in hand, ready to blow them. They were a few inches behind them when they screamed, blowing the noisemakers.

Dustin, scared shitless, had a Farrah Fawcett hairspray bottle in his hands and immediately turned around, spraying Lucas in the eyes. They all screamed in unison, everything happening all at once. Aria pulled Lucas back by his shirt and grabbed the hairspray out of Dustin’s hands, throwing it to the ground.

“Shit, Max, help Lucas put his eyes under cold water right now!” Aria yelled, ushering the redhead to help her boyfriend.

“What the hell was that?!” Dustin screamed, throwing his hands up into the air.

“Okay, dude, in our defense, we didn’t know you were going to do that.” Mike told him honestly, scratching the back of his neck.

“Yeah, it was supposed to be a nice surprise.” Will stated with a small smile.

“Welcome back?” Eleven said, which was more of a question.

Aria hugged Dustin, having missed the boy dearly. “Welcome home, Dusty, we all missed you.”

Dustin hugged her back, a huge grin on his face because of his favorite person. “I thought all of you forgot about me.”

“Never.” Will answered quickly, hugging him. Mike and Eleven joined in as well, creating a group hug.

Aria let go, happy that the friend group was back together. “Well, as much as I’d love to stay, I have to go to work so, you guys have fun, alright?”

They nodded their heads and waved goodbye, watching the older girl leave. Aria shouted a goodbye to Max and Lucas who were in the kitchen, rinsing cold water into Lucas’ eyes. “Bye, Ari!” They both shouted as the girl left the house.

Aria got into her car and drove off to Melvald’s, trying her best to forget about the events in the morning. Their decision was made and there was no turning back now, no matter how much she wanted to.

She arrived at the store and parked her car. She walked inside to see the store empty besides Joyce. “Hey, Joyce!”

“Aria, good morning!” Joyce said happily. “Are Will and the others at Dustin’s?”

“Yeah, don’t worry about them.” Aria told her. “They’re all together.”

“I appreciate you looking out for Will,” said Joyce, putting her hands on her shoulders. “I know you and Jonathan are busy and haven’t been able to see each other as often because of work but I’m still grateful that you’re always helping us.”

Aria shook her head, smiling. “Of course, Joyce. You guys are my favorite people and I will always be there for you.”

The older woman beamed at the girl she thinks of as her own daughter. She obviously loved her two sons but she had always wanted a daughter as well and Aria fit the role perfectly.

They heard the door opening, the bell jingling. They turned around and saw Hopper, walking into the store. “Hey.” Joyce said once seeing him.

“Hey.” Hopper responded. “You two busy?”

Joyce smiled. “You’re our first customer, so…” Hopper nodded his head and Aria could tell he wanted to say something. Joyce scoffed, having the same thought. “What now?”

Aria and Joyce listened to Hopper go on a thirty minute rant about Eleven and Mike and how they are getting closer. “And then El, she just…slams the door. Right in my face.”

Joyce was half-listening, fixing up some items on the shelf. She hummed to what Hopper had just told the two women in the store.

Aria, giving up on listening to his rant after the third mention of Mike, was on the other side of the shelf Joyce was currently fixing up. She had heard Hopper complain to her many times about Mike and Eleven’s relationship, to which the girl just rolled her eyes. He had done the same about her and Steve’s relationship, being a little overprotective over the two girls.

“You know,” Hopper continued. “It is that smug son of a bitch, Mike.” He stated, angrily. “He’s corrupting her—“

“Corrupting her?” Aria questioned, laughing at him.

“Yes! Corrupting her! I’m telling you. And I’m just gonna lose it. I mean, I am gonna lose it.”

“Just take it down, Hopper.” Joyce told him, trying to get him to calm down.

“I need for them to break up.” Hopper said sternly, causing a chuckle to leave Aria’s lips.

“That is not your decision,” Joyce said, pointing a finger at him.

“They’re spending entirely too much time together,” Hopper said, frustrated. “You two agree with me about that, right?”

“Honestly, I think it seems like a personal problem.” Aria shrugged, missing the glare Hopper gave her.

Joyce looked at him. “Well, I mean, they’re just kissing, right?”

“Yeah, but it is constant,” Hopper told her, emphasizing on the word constant. “It is constant. Okay? That is not normal.”

“Oh, no,” Aria said, dramatically, causing Hopper to turn his head towards the young adult. “The kids are always kissing, it’s the end of the world!” She waved her hands around, laughing at the glare the man gave her.

“This is not funny, alright?” He said, pointing a finger at her. “This is not healthy.”

“You can’t just force them apart,” Joyce said, bringing up hands out. “I mean, they’re not little kids anymore, Hop. They’re teenagers.” Hopper started pacing, throwing up an item into the air from one of the shelves. “If you order them around like a cop, they’re gonna rebel. It’s just what they do.”

“I can confirm that.” Aria admitted, bringing a hand up.

“So what, I’m just supposed to let them do whatever they want?” Hopper asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

“No, I didn't say that.” Joyce continued to fix things on the shelf. “I think you should...talk to them.”

“No. No. 'Cause talking doesn't work.” Hopper said.

“If you’re going to yell and order them all the time, then yeah, it’s obviously not going to work.” Aria told him, pointing out the obvious. “You need to actually talk to them.”

“Exactly,” Joyce agreed. “You know, like a heart-to-heart.”

“A heart-to-heart?” The man questioned, stopping his pacing. “What is that?”

“You sit them down and you talk to them, like you're their friend.” Joyce answered. “I find if you talk to them like you're on their level, then they really start to listen. And then, you know, you could start to create some boundaries.”

Hopper leaned his body against the wall, carefully listening to what Joyce was telling him. “Boundaries.”

“Yeah, but, Hop, it's really important that no matter how they respond,” she started to say, gesturing her hands. “You stay calm. You cannot lose your temper.”

Hopper thought about it. “Uh…” His finger started tapping the wall. “Maybe you could do it for me?”

“No.” Joyce said sternly.

“Yeah, you could.” Hopper walked over to Joyce, insisting that she helped him. “Yeah, you could. You come over after work.”

“No.” Joyce repeated. “It only works if it comes from you.” She tilted her head, thinking of something. “But…”

“But?”

“Maybe I can help you…” Joyce walked over to the counter and got out a notepad and pen, writing something down. “Find the right words.”