#and i somehow need the boyf to go do that

[sanaexus]

pass pass- oh smash.

the inarazaki volleyball team was nothing short of chaos. be it the twins bickering, suna recording every fight, aran cheering them on, omimi's loud sighs of disappointment, kita's scolding and the manager's threat was something that happened on a daily basis, it was normal.

but despite all that nothing changed the fact that they were all extremely close, specially with the manager. in the past all most all the managers quit because of how patient you needed to be dealing with the havoc they created. but you were different. dealing with their bullshit every day, helping them with whatever they needed and just being a friend they really needed.

while to anyone outside it may have seemed like you have romantic feelings for one of them and that's why you chose to become the manager, so you could be closer to them. but that really wasn't the case. the last thing you'd like was one of those hooligans.

it was supposed to be a normal practice match with aoba johsai, but this was inarizaki they were talking about, of course it wasn't.

no one knew you were dating oikawa. no, everyone just automatically assumed you were with atsumu. they weren't exactly to blame, you were close to him but that's what happens when you know someone since your childhood.

to say you were tensed about the match was an understatement. not only about how this was going to end on the court but about how the teams would react if they somehow got to know you were with oikawa.

but it was as if luck decided to make a complete fool of me their entire team came barging in, the loud entrance made everyone flinch for a second as they stared at the door.

now you were panicking and omi being the actual saint he was asked you, "are you alright?"

"no, fuck shit no, do i look alright?" i was pacing back and forth trying to hide my face thinking about ways to hide myself from oikawa or at least let him no that he shouldn't approach me.

"are you alright you look like you just saw a ghost"

"that's because i saw someone worse than a ghost! oh my godd can i call in sick please?" you pleaded with him, trying to find any excuse that would get you out of here.

"no. why would you want that, what happened?"

"i'm kinda maybe sorta might be dating someone from seijoh"

"what's the problem, he's in seijoh this is volley- wait you have boyf- WHAT?"

the yelling had caught the team's attention as they look at the both of you confused.

"WE'RE FINE, NOTHING HAPPENED" as you glare at omi "shhh are you trying to get me killed here? the problem is he is the volleyball team and is kinda the captain of the team. i'm just gonna pray he isn't stupid enough to approach me here with these creatures all around me"

"praying isn't going to be enough for what the twins might do to him if they find out."

cue the bad luck as kindaichi and kunimi wave at you, surprised you're standing at the other side of the court. your hands frantically making the cross sign across your chest mouthing "stay away, you don't know me"

"oh wait how about you text him or something to like not come up to you and you'll explain later"

"ohhh my god you're a genius i love you omi"

as you whip your phone out going to text iwaizumi with your hands shaking.

-IWAIZUMI HELP

why do you look like you're about to pass out? are you fine?

-it's because i might pass out any second. my team doesn't know i'm dating oikawa

oh

-yeah tell him to not approach me please if they find out i'll be dead

i'll do it. good luck w this mess

-thank you i owe you big time

you look up from your phone to talk to omi- "i told his bestfriend to tell him to not approach me that should work right?"

"why didn't you tell him directly? what if he thinks he's just saying it so he stays focused"

"ohhh you're like SUPPER smart, i dont know what i'd do without you"

"probably have your little affair get caught"

you just mutter a little "rude" before going to text oikawa. but before you can, he comes in yelling.

"Y/NNN CHANN I MISSED YOUUU" his whiney voice can be heard to everyone as he jogs his over to you.

you sigh, knowing what's about to go down. "hi oikawa, i missed you too.." you whisper so only you can hear it. and before you can process the entire inarizaki volleyball team (and seijoh) is surrounding the two of you.

suna could careless about who you dated, if you were happy he didn't mind it. but this was something that was both surprising and funny, so of course he had to record it.

it was confusing to the team because up until now they were under the impression you were dating atsumu.

"wait wait wait what does he mean by he missed you? are you two friends?" osamu was curious, he knew you weren't dating his brother but he thought you liked him.

oikawa dramatically turned towards you "you haven't told them?"

"ladies, ladies there's enough of me to go around" which only brought you deadpan looks from both the volleyball teams "ok sorry, my bad for being funny"

"wait what does he mean you haven't told us??"

"we've been dating for a year, the last thing we could be is friends-"

"you're dating him? I thought you were with atsumu?"

"atsumu? i thought you were dating suna?"

"why me? i didn't even do anything keep me out of this?"

"NO WHY WOULD I BE DATING EITHER OF THEM?"

"what's wrong with us?" suna and atsumu asked offended.

"shut up i've seen you eating sand and you ask me what's wrong with the two of you?"

"y/n chan, what's going on?" kunimi asks curiously. the seijoh's team just stood there watching you, oikawa and the inarizaki members going back and forth.

"all of you shut up, we didn't even let y/n explain properly"

"oh my god thank you kita-"

"you don't like the twins?"

"KITA?! no oh lord i don't, i've been dating toruu for the past year, i never did and never will like any of these hooligans, no offense"

"HEY! that's rude-" before atsumu could whiney any further osamu smacked him in the back of his head, which shut him up immediately.

"what about the rumors of a girl making out with atsumu? that wasn't you?" suna finally asked, genuinely wanting to know more.

"Y/N-CHAN YOU MADE OUT WITH PISS HAIR? WHAT?"

"no oh my god toruu I didn't-"

"oh, that wasn't her that was just a junior i dated."

"yeah that wasn't me wait ew juniors? really atsumu?"

"she was cute! don't shift this on me"

"but guys seriously i never had have or will like anyone from the volleyball team. i'm sorry i hid it from you guys, but i was just scared of what you guys would think"

"are you happy? does he keep you happy?" aran asked borderline choking atsumu.

the question caught you off guard but instantly a small smile replaced the shock on your face "yes, he does, he's stupid but he really does make me happy"

"then that's all that matters"

"aww thank you-"

"nuh uh, i don't approve, what if he's a playboy?" atsumu disapprovingly shook his head praying aran's hands off him.

"oh god no one wants to hear that from you" suna shut atsumu up.

atsumu quietly huffed a "rude"

"well now that that's sorted, we should probably get back to warming up"

"yes thank you kindaichi, finally a normal person"

"y/n?" aran called out to you.

"yes?"

"just because your boyfriend's in that team doesn't mean we'll go easy on them, we'll just be rougher with them"

"if it makes you win, be my guest."

this was a bit awkward to write and I'm not proudest of this either but we'll js roll with it

@daisy-room here you go mam hope I did your idea justice

[long-live-astronerd-ghost-king]

DP x DC prompt. ~“Unstable connection”~ Dead on main.

Part 9.3. "A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you." — Elbert Hubbard

~~~~~

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. Part 6. Part 7.

Part 8. Part 9. New: Part 9.1. Part 9.2. Part 9.3.

Part 10. Part 11. Part 12. Meme break №1. Part 13.

Roy: Look, I’m deeply flattered that you decided to talk about your feelings with me because you bats are allergic to them, but you’re seriously telling me that you’re texting a guy from out of Gotham? What for?

Jason: Do I need a reason?

Roy: Usually not, but I know you’re paranoid.

A cookie flies straight into Roy’s head.

Jason: Shut up. I know how to relax. He’s just a guy. No harm from boyf- a friend.

Roy: What you see in him? No, I rather have to ask how he tolerates you. I deserve a reward for being your best friend.

Jason: Hey, actually, I like Bizarro a lot more, just so you know, jerk. And we actually have more in common than it seems. He gets along with dead people who hang out in his town a lot. And.. I don’t know, okay? It’s just easy to talk to him, and he doesn’t seem like the kind of person who would yell if he found out about me something weird for any other stranger. He feels like home. Safe one. I can rest when I talk to him, you know?

Roy: So you trust him? With everything?

Jason: I’m not an idiot and I’m not going to reveal everything until we talk offline. I don’t even know if I want to. Of course he’s not afraid of the undead from his town and he didn’t convict Hood for his actions when I asked him for his opinion, but talking about a specific person and some vigilante from the shadows is different. I don’t want him to be afraid of me or be disappointed in me. But somehow part of me believes that he will take this side of me. I sent him a picture with knives on my thighs, and he didn’t care. And one time, I messed up the chats and I sent him a threat that was meant to check on my new guys. He yelled at me. Because I could be reported to the police.

Roy: Well, if you like him, just try not to screw it up.

Jason: I’m trying. And by the way if Dick finds out about our conversation, I’ll throw you in the river.

Roy: Dude, you’ve known me for years! I bet you don’t threaten your lover like that! Have some trust.

Jason: Okay. So, I don’t know what to do, Roy. Fenton is perfect. But he’s a civilian. Phantom looks dead handsome but I know almost nothing about him. And what I know I learned from Danny. And now the fic that I’m writing is full of adult-rated scenes. Of course, I don’t add them to my work on ao3, but it’s still so weird.

Roy: Have you tried sending this to Fenton? With any luck, he’ll take it as flirting.

Jason: What? Hell no! He thinks I’m a mercenary for Red Hood. He’s gonna think I have wet fantasies about my boss and I’m gonna lose all self-respect, and he’s gonna block me and...

Roy: Okay, okay, slow down a little. We both know you’re weird, but you’re not that weird. And he’s not even your boyfriend. So his opinion doesn’t really matter.

Jason *whispers*: He's my husband. And it does.

Roy: Dude, I mean, I support your vibe but isn’t this guy supposed to know that he’s gonna have the title of the husband of a crime lord first.

Jason: Fair.

~~~~~~~

~Next morning~

Dick: So, I heard my Little Wing has a boyfriend. What’s his name? When are you bringing him to the family dinner?

Jason:…I’m gonna kill Harper. ~~~~~~~

Bizarro *on his way to tell all to Artemis and impress his good friend’s boyfriend*. First, he can leave a Red Hood doll by the window of a couple of his friend. It’ll help him understand that Bizarro isn’t dangerous and then the boy will want to be his friend too. Good plan, Pup Pup!

[the-fab-fox]

Lmao. Okay so this Twst!AU with @mellosdrawings is so fucking fun and lovely. (Y'all will probably see it some day but Mello is doing so much art—all the art with this and other au's and all da best shit posts—so no idea when the AU will get posted but...

Originally this lil guy, (art by @mellosdrawings)

[Quick OC Intro: Finley "Finn" Tod, 2nd Year Scarabia student, FTM Trans, he/him, fox beastman (cause I'm a fox furry so naturally I had to make him a fox beastman). Actually ray of sunshine who sometimes has cloudy days and is far too self-conscious and needs more confidence because he's actually super amazing and compassionate but to him he's just... him and not anything special unlike his bestie Yuu and their friends. Would give the shirt off his back if someone needed it and always has a kind word for everyone—except Crowley, though he does try to give him the benefit of the doubt but unfortunately the man proves time and time again to be highly incompetent so it's really hard. Plus he's so demanding of Yuu and that makes Finn very upset on Yuu's behalf. But that's a rant for later.]

Was only going to get one boyfriend during the AU. (It's Trey cause he's so in love with Trey it hurts. And Trey loves him back but they are so dumb with love the both of them.)

But anyway. So Mello made a list of all the other ships in the AU and I realized that all of them are ot3's and I was like.

Aww. Finn deserves another boyf too. But who...

Only one character came to mind. XD

Jade. Haha.

Poor Finn. (But also lucky Finn.)

Jade is the one who helps push them together (along with Yuu and the others) because once they are together he just manages to somehow merge his way into their relationship and it's so gradual and slow even Trey doesn't realize it's happened until they are all suddenly dating each other. XD [this is subject to change because Mello has my confidence and free creative liberty on how they get together, so the way Trey/Finn/Jade happens might change.]

Gah I love my OC so much and I love their relationship so much. So fun. But don't let Finn tell you otherwise. He definitely deserves two loving and attentive partners who do everything in their power to make certain Finn knows he's deserving of their love and affections.

Also he's got dark purple hair but his ears and tail are that of a red/orange fox. And ocean blue eyes like me. :D

Similar to my Twitch mascot:

He loves head pats. Especially from his partners, his bestie, and those he looks up to (i.e. Leona, Vil, Jamil if he was willing, Idia if he was willing, Rook, and Riddle. Malleus too.) If you give him head pats this will be him:

Anyway all this to say if you wanna ask me any questions about my OC or their relationship or anything, feel free to shoot me an ask. I'll be confering with Mello on some of them to not give away plot and such but will be so happy to answer what I can.

And if you wanna send in headpats for him, he'll be so pleased. Lol.

If anyone is interested in a full character bio/info sheet of him id be happy to get one written and posted. Just let me know.

But yes, please! My askbox is open! Send in everything you've got! (Pretty please? Don't make me beg. I'll cry.)

[moralesluvr]

hey gabrielle! i was just wondering if you could kindly write a fluff alphabet for miles morales (e-1610)? thank you so much!!

fluff alphabet ft. boyf!miles morales

♡ pairings & aus: miles morales x black!fem!reader ♡ summary: fluff alphabet!! ♡ warnings: none! just fluff ♡ a/n: thanks for your request!! ♡ got a request? | masterlist ♡

A - ACTIVITES (what do they like to do with their s/o? how do they spend their free time with them?)

♡ miles loves spending time do the simplistic things, as long as you're there and he can bask in your presence. he enjoys the subtle intimate moments like going grocery shopping together or ordering food and eating it in either of your rooms at night.

♡ if you have errands to run, he loves to tag along! he'll sit with at the table when you're getting your nails done, or he'll follow behind you whenever you have to go grab something from the store. he especially loves when you both get home from being out all day so that you can cuddle at night

B - BYE BYE (what do they do when they have to say bye to their s/o? how are they feeling?)

♡ as much as he wishes he could stay with you forever, sometimes patrol calls in the most annoying times-- which calls for very quick goodbyes. he always has to have his lips on you somwhere, whether it's your forehead or lips or cheeks (sometimes even your fingers or hands if he doesn't have time) he has to kiss you goodbye and tell you that he loves you. he definitely gets sad when he has to go :(

C - CUDDLES (do they like to cuddle? what's it like to cuddle with them?)

♡ miles morales loves to cuddle man, it's crazy. he's coming home from a mission most times and you're already waiting with your arms stretched out wide. he always likes for you to be the little spoon, but sometimes, if he's in a mood, he'll lay on your chest with hand underneath your shirt, resting on your tummy or your cleavage while he tells you about his day :(( cute bby

D - DATES (what is it like to go on a date with them?)

♡ miles isn't really one for the big fancy dates that require him to wear anything but jordan's. he's the more laid back type-- he thinks it's much more romantic to take you to a rooftop picnic date at night rather then some steakhouse. it's just more intimate !!

E - EQUAL (how much effort do they put into the relationship?)

♡ he def puts his all into your relationship, but it takes time for him to get there. he didn't want to bombard you with these protective feelings he had at first glance, but once you guys were in an established relationship, he definitely upped his game.

F - FIGHT (what is it like when they get into fights with their s/o?)

♡ miles literally hates fighting with you. it’s usually about him sneaking around or being unsafe when he’s on patrol, but other times, it’s about more serious topics. he never raises his voice but he has a bad habit of just ghosting you to get some time to think to himself. however, he’s always in the same spot, and you go there to see him and finally talk to him. he always tells you, “i’m sorry, hermosa. i just needed time to think.”

G - GRATITUDE

♡ he’s so grateful for you. and he definitely shows it to you. he’s always telling you how much he loves you, how grateful he is to have you in his life. he’s constantly showing you off to his friends/family like “look, isn’t she so perfect? yeah, i love her.”

H - HOLD

♡ he’s always holding you somehow. whether it’s your hand, or he’s cuddling you in his arms— he has to be touching you. sometimes he opts for holding your arm when you go places that you’re more comfortable in than he is.

I - IMPRESSION (first impressions?)

♡ your first impression of him was that he was endearing, but in an awkward sort of a way. you had your own set of nerdy interests that you were more than comfortable talking about to him, and he was always piggybacking off of your statements and discussing them with you.

♡ his first impression of you was that you were way too good for him. you were gorgeous and well spoken, as well as just overall a sweet person. you guys had your own banter though, and he loved how comfortable he could be around you.

J - JEALOUSY

♡ ngl this boy can get jealous sometimes. at first he really tries not to, but after witnessing you get hit on one too many times, he’s definitely not going for that again. anyone who even thinks about trying to get with you will be shut down immediately and he has no shame.

K - KISSING

♡ miles is a damn good kisser— believe me when i say that. it took a second for him to learn because he’s never kissed anyone, but he’s a fast learner 100%. his hand placements are always on your waist or cheeks, but sometimes his hand trickles up your shirt when you’re kissing.

L - LOVE CONFESSION

♡ it took him quite a while to say ‘i love you’ mainly because he didn’t want to scare you. he took you on a rooftop for a picnic date and while you were watching the stars, he whispered that he loved you. you whipped your head around and stared at him in disbelief because at first you didn’t believe him. he was scared that you were gonna leave him, but when you whispered it back and kissed him, he knew he had made no mistake.

M - MARRIAGE

♡ when he was little he always dreamed of having a wife, but now that you’re in his life, he’s definitely solid in that choice. he’s always daydreaming of marrying you and starting a family somewhere nice. he waits until you bring up the topic first though, and when you do, he tells you that he knows that he loves you in every universe. and in those universes, you’re together forever.

♡ BONUS — M IS FOR MUSIC. he def listens to j. cole, denzel curry, bryson tiller, drake, etc etc. he lives for 90s r&b and soul, as well as really sensual spanish music.

N - NICKNAMES

♡ he definitely calls you babe, baby, and sweetheart. he’s a little sappy, but you always find it cute when he calls you nicknames. sometimes he’ll try to be annoying and call you stink or pookie, but you know it’s all jokes.

“i love you, baby.”

“are you okay, sweetheart?”

“you’re so cute, stinka(butt).”

O - OPEN

♡ it lowkey took him a sec for him to open up. and by a sec, i mean a literal second. after being in a relationship with you he just felt the need to pour everything out because he values honesty. he tells you about his problems and you tell him yours.

P - PUPPY LOVE (what are they like during the early stages of the relationship?)

♡ it’s like he’s avoiding stepping on eggshells. he tries his hardest not to make you uncomfortable or say something wrong because he’d literally go insane if you left because of something he did. but he’s very loving and he always makes sure that you’re okay.

Q - QUIET

♡ if he wants to, he can be extremely quiet. he usually is if he’s upset or frustrated because he knows that opening his mouth could result in something he regrets. he’s also super quiet if you’re talking because he’s always listening to you sk intensively.

R - RELAX

♡ he loves to relax with you by baking or listening to music together. you could be in bed after he’s had a long mission, and he’s got you in his arms while humming the lyrics and just enjoying your presence. he’ll make treats with you if you’re baking and somehow flour always ends up on both of your faces. (he also def wears a spiderman apron)

S - SPIDERMAN

♡ he did NOT tell you he was spider-man, but he confirmed it. you had suspected it was him because you always caught him disappearing every once and a while, plus, he wasn’t very good at hiding it. i mean, he is a clumsy teenage boy— but when you asked him about it, he couldn’t even lie to you. he just straight up told you yes, and then you laughed together.

T - TALK (do they talk a lot? does their s/o talk more?)

♡ he talks a lot sometimes, if he’s talking about something that he really likes or take interest in. but majority of the time, he wants to hear you talk instead. he’s def a big listener when it comes to you!!

U - UPSET (how do they treat their s/o when they’re upset?)

♡ he consoles you and gives u a ton of kisses. if it’s something he caused, he’ll just hold you without saying anything because sometimes the guilt is too much. but if it’s something that was out of his control, he’ll ask you if you want to talk about it, and then he’ll kiss your forehead and tell you everything’s gonna be okay, and that he’s got you.

V - VALENTINE (what do they get their s/o on holidays?)

♡ for christmas and your birthday, he always opts for whatever you want. he’s willing to break his back to get you things that you like, it’s just ‘cause he loves you.

♡ for your anniversary or valentine’s day, that’s when he gets more sentimental stuff like framed pictures of you or expensive jewelry. he loves watching you open the gifts and have a big smile on your face knowing that he caused it :(

W - WILD CARD

♡ miles secretly loves when you play with his hair. he probably won’t admit it to you until you touch it while he’s in your lap, and then he’s praying and hoping that you don’t stop. when you see his eyes fluttering closed and his mouth slightly agape, you know to keep going.

X - XOXO (what’s their love language)

♡ physical touch + words of affirmation 100%. bonus points if you like the same music as him because i bet he won’t shut up about his favs, discussing discographies with you or sharing earbuds while you’re together. he loves to cuddle with you, he gets a spark with just a simple touch. and he loves to hear you tell him that he’s doing things right or that he looks good, idk, it just makes him feel like he’s a good bf to u :((

Y - YEARNING (what do they do when they’re missing their s/o?)

♡ he def looks at pics of you or you guys together if he can’t be with you. if he misses you and it’s bad, sometimes he’ll literally tear up because he loves you and he just wants to see you. if you’re available, he’s definitely facetiming you and telling you repeatedly how much he misses you. like he says it 24/7. he’s very irritating.

“baby, i miss y-“

“miles oh my gosh.”

Z - ZILCH (what is a definite no in the relationship?)

♡ he cannot and will not ever do anything with asking you first. from the most mundane to the highest of extremes— if he hasn’t asked he ain’t doin it. he’s a big consent king and no matter what it is, if you’re not giving a definite answer or he hasn’t asked you first, it’s just not happening. at all.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 ☻

thank u for reading!!

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[ochrearia]

"Brothers, right?"

The brain is rotting. If my friends happen to mention they have something they need to finish to my face then I go into Pavloving mode and I always promise RGBFverse drabbles if they finish their shit. Like dangling a bite of turkey

BFs in this drabble: PoPr!BF (Biff, mine), fc!BF (Boyf, Keyy's), Yourself (YS)

It was becoming more and more common that YS wouldn't be left alone for very long if any of the others could help it. The more instances he made aware of his existence, the harder it became to find himself actually and truly alone. Whether that consisted of constant text messages in the group chat with teasing snarks of 'Watch what you say, the big scary admin's probably lurking', or having someone just casually stroll through his mirror, it was all the same sentiment.

Sometimes it was someone looking for advice. Actually, that was what YS was always expecting out of them. But now? More often than not they came over just because they could. No real problems- not anything urgent at least. Only eager smiles and mischief in the air, because for most of his other selves 'just hanging out' had a second meaning of 'how can I piss YS the hell off today?'.

They never truly pissed him off. It would take a whole lot to get to that point (Biff did it once, but the more in the past it became the harder it was for him to justify the overwhelming fury it had caused).

Speaking of Biff, he was here. Boyf was here too, he'd come a little later and decided he had nothing better to do. It was pretty late at night, and realistically the both of them should be going home to their partners by now. YS had never had a 'sleepover' with any of them staying over at his place. He'd slept over a few times at Biff's, and once for Beef, but that was an embarrassing story he mainly tried to keep out of his head.

"I very highly doubt my shitty couch and boring selection of TV channels is a better place to crash compared to your apartment where your lovers are." YS snarked quietly to Boyf. He kept his voice low, causing a gravelly effect but still smooth somehow.

Biff was already fast asleep against his leg, curled up and one arm completely bent over his lap. This idiot was going to worry his partners, there was no way he'd mentioned to them he might stay over long. But YS didn't have the heart to wake him up either. Dammit, when did he lose all capacity to be mean?

"Can stay for a bit longer. No harm in it. Not like I have a curfew, you know." Boyf responded. It was strange, there seemed to be agitation in his eyes.

YS shrugged, allowing for his hand to find its way softly to Biff's back, rubbing comforting patterns as he slept away. He hated to admit it, but it was starting to get a little difficult to keep his eyes open too. Seemed like the warmth from one body was enough to placate him way more than he'd admit to.

"How did he do it?"

What? "I... I have no idea what you're referring to, I'm gonna be honest."

"Biff. Look at him." Boyf thought with a sniff. "Content with where he is. Totally comfortable with falling asleep on top of you like it's second nature. And you let him, hell, you indulge him. It's like there's miles of difference between the two of you and the rest of us."

YS grimaced slightly, looking between the sleeping Biff and Boyf. Ah, shit, suppose he was right. "Well-"

"Is it really just because he got to meet you first? Or is there just something about that version of us you like more?"

"I- no, no, nothing like that I swear." YS frowned, getting a little nervous. Shit. He should've been acting less close with Biff around the others, of course they were going to pick it up as possible favoritism. "I- I just... I don't know. Biff's just... I can't say different, because that's not the right word. Fuck, how do I word this?"

Boyf watched him carefully as he struggled to find a way to say what he wanted.

"I care about all of you. I wouldn't have kept in contact if I didn't. I've been left to suffer alone for a while, and somewhere along the line I think I've forgotten how social relationships work. I know I'm guarded, and probably really freaky, and as much as the initial reactions of rejection from everyone hurt, I can't say I don't understand them. If I was normal I'd probably freak out too. Biff wasn't super keen about me at the beginning, but I also kind of sucker-punched him in the face with my microphone as our first meeting. I think I stuck around after to try and make up for that."

"Holy shit, you did? Wait, that's actually really hilarious."

"Ha ha." YS rolled his eyes. "I regret being like that. I don't regret meeting him. I threw everything I had at him in a song that still echoes in my own head from time to time and he still won. Maybe I got intrigued off of that. The way he and I met was wildly different to how I met the rest of you, and I think that also might play a part in our whole... dynamic."

"I guess that makes sense." Boyf sighed, shaking his head. "It's a little funny that you whacked the shit out of him the first second. I guess that one interaction set the tone for the rest of forever, definitely seems like the kind of shit an older brother would do to a younger one."

"I didn't exactly have plans of getting to this point when I did that." YS grumbled. "I was in pain and blinded to any actual logic. Doesn't excuse what I did obviously. Suppose everything I've done since then has been me trying to apologize for how I acted. It wasn't right of me."

Biff shifted slightly in his sleep, causing YS to break out of his thoughts. He didn't wake, thankfully, and the taller one returned to his mindless pattern tracing. Biff was important to him. Really important. They all were. It was sappy, and scary to think about for too long, because he was scared. The rest hadn't reacted all that well to him. Way more hostile than Biff had been on his own at the start. But something tugged painfully in his heart, thinking about the rest. He wanted to be close to all of them, like a family, but he was scared they wouldn't feel the same. He really only felt safe to act like a brother to Biff.

Maybe he really should put some more trust in his other selves, but after everything, losing who he did, god it was so terrifying. He ached for connection but was far too scared to take that risky step to get it. Maybe that would be his fate, since he was such a coward.

"You're all important to me." YS insisted. "I guess I haven't been doing a good job of actually showing that. I'm sorry."

For what it was worth, Boyf looked a little guilty for bringing it up. "No, you've been doing great. It's my fault. The way you act with him is obviously different but I shouldn't have taken it so personally."

"But that's hardly fair, right?" YS cut in, shaking his head. "That's not fair to the rest of you. None of you were in control of the circumstances for how we met, what gives me the right to show clear favoritism for one little brother compared to the rest? That's such a shitty thing for me to-"

"One little brother compared to the rest?"

Fuck.

YS startled, realizing what the hell he'd just said. He looked at Boyf, who's expression became unreadable, and he hated to admit it, but he really, fully panicked.

"I- shit, wait-" YS stumbled, nerves making his muscles tighten. Fuck, why did he say that?! Boyf had had enough of being the accidental target of words YS absolutely should not say out loud, why was it so hard to just keep his mouth shut?! "I'm- I'm sorry, I don't know why I said that, I wasn't supposed to- That's- That's so weird, isn't it? That's weird. I shouldn't have-"

"Why the hell are you apologizing?" Boyf thought, and incredulous look spreading on his face.

YS shifted nervously, not quite being able to meet the other's eyes. "I'm supposed to be guarded. I'm not supposed to say things like that, I reach out to offer help and nothing more, I'm not allowed to take enjoyment out of what I'm doing, that defeats the purpose, that makes me selfish." I'm not supposed to be given nice things.

That last one went unspoken.

Boyf scooted a little closer. The couch was already on the small side, and Biff had to be all curled up as it was to even fit on his side without spilling over the edge. The smallest of the three still slept away, completely unaware to what was going on right in front of him.

"I was jealous."

YS blinked, his panic derailed for a moment from the confession that seemed so out of left field. "Huh?"

"I was jealous of Biff. That's why this whole conversation started." Boyf thought, a determined but slightly embarrassed look on his face. "I was jealous, because he's so clearly a little brother to you, and you're a big brother to him, and you clearly both want it that way. But that's between you two."

A pause.

"I'm a middle child, you know. But because of how things played out, I didn't get to be the middle child really. I had to be the eldest when I didn't want to. I had to miss out on having an older sibling to take care of me when I needed it. I was robbed, but I can't really be mad about it. And then you showed up. And the way you act with Biff, it made me jealous, because why the hell does he get to have a big brother and I still don't?"

YS was silent; stunned into silence, actually, because this was the last thing he'd been expecting. He'd noticed Boyf's random insistence to be taken care of before, though he'd blamed it on how sick he had been when it happened. That wasn't sick-induced? That was just him?

"Don't apologize for what you said. God, don't you fucking dare." Boyf frowned at him. "I didn't think you had the same idea for the rest of us that you do for Biff. I really couldn't tell. It's hard to read you, like, at all. Can't you be my big brother too? If you really see us all the same way?"

He was asking. Letting him decide if he wanted to or not, as if YS had any real choice to begin with. He was in too deep that he couldn't say no anymore- not that he even wanted to. God, he'd just been scared, scared the whole time. Fear of rejection, of abandonment, saying or doing the wrong thing. Not doing enough, doing too much. Judging eyes always on him, the same ones that saw him fit to tear his own wings off after letting the one person he'd cared about die. And now he was here, amongst selves that wanted him to be important to them.

"If... If that's what you want." YS said carefully. If he made it sound like he was just indulging him, maybe it wouldn't feel so undeserved.

"If it's what we both want." Boyf thought firmly. "I don't want a one-sided thing. I want a big brother that wants me to be his little brother, not someone who just does what I want them to. That's not the same."

He was going to make him admit it. Admitting things was scary.

"I..." He hesitated. "I'd really like that."

Boyf seemed pleased with this answer. Good, for once, YS had said something right around him. Maybe if he was just honest with his feelings more he wouldn't fuck up so much. If only that didn't take so much out of him.

YS hesitated for another moment, before silently reaching his arm out to Boyf. An invitation, because there was still space on the couch, and he had another leg that could be used as a pillow if needed. If they really both wanted to be brothers, then closeness could be okay, and not terrifying. Biff had taught him that. Surely it would go the same for the rest?

Boyf barely took any time to think about it. He may have been over a foot taller than Biff, but the minute the invitation was made he was curling up to fit, head leaned against YS's other leg. He managed to squeeze himself into enough of a ball to avoid spilling over the edge of the couch too. It was late, and realistically this probably meant he would stay over too, with how enthusiastically he pushed his head against him.

"You should at least warn your partners you might stay out overnight." YS reminded gently, his other arm coming to mirror what he was doing with Biff. Equal treatment.

"Fine, fine. I know it's late but I just got to meet my big brother for real, you're not kicking me out immediately." Boyf pulled out his phone and started tapping away.

YS couldn't help the chuckle that escaped from his lips. Oh, his eyes were growing so heavy now. Two sources of body heat were curled up against his legs, warmth seeping from the contact points to the rest of his body. The adrenaline from the short panic had immediately ran off, taking extra energy with it. He didn't mind this.

Two little brothers. Maybe more, if I can stop being so scared. But two is enough for tonight.

[yankstrash]

hey lovely,

can i request “thank you for protecting me” and “hug me before i fall apart” for keato please 😙

hi bestie boo ! 🤍 thank u sm for sending in for my bby of the week, keato <<<3

request for the umich celly extravaganza !

"Thank you for protecting me." & "Please hug me before I fall apart."

Warnings: Mentions of a creepy guy

It was game night in Ann Arbor, and you had just arrived at Yost arena. Your boyfriend, Keaton, forgot his phone at home, so you were heading to the locker room to give it to him.

As you turned a corner, you collided with a much larger body. You fell back a bit before the person you ran into caught and steadied you.

"I'm so sorry, I was rushing! Are you okay?" You asked the person as you regained your balance.

The boy laughed as he kept his hands on your arms. "I'm fine, barely even felt it with your little self." He replied.

You looked up and noticed who you rammed into was a player from the opposing team.

You smiled shyly, muttering another apology before trying to get back to what you were doing.

"Wait." He said, not letting up his grip on you. "Maybe you can make it up to me somehow?" He asked, smirking.

You gave him a confused look as you asked what he meant.

"You know what I mean." He replied, a smirk growing on his lips.

You began to feel very uncomfortable, as he still had his hands on you and there was no one else around.

"I- Uh." You tried to say, but your words kept getting caught in your throat. "I just need to get to my boyf-" You continued, but were cut off.

"I really think you should say you're sorry in a different way." He said, pushing you back slightly so your back was against a wall.

Your heart was beating fast as the boy stared down at your much smaller and shaky frame.

Just as you were about to attempt to escape his grip yet again, you heard a voice down the hall.

"Y/n?"

You turned and saw Grano, who began approaching you and the boy.

"Is everything okay?" He asked.

You looked at the boy, then back at Grano and began shaking your head. "Get Keato, please." You said, and Grano wasted no time rushing back to the locker room to retrieve your boyfriend, who was running out into the hallway within seconds.

"HEY!" He yelled, as he approached the two of you.

"Get your hands off of my girlfriend, right now."

The boy let go of you, stepping back and putting his hands up in defense.

"My bad, Pehrson. Didn't know she was yours." He said as he began to walk away, but Keaton wasn't done wit him.

Walking up to the boy, he gripped his jersey in his hands as he pushed him up against the same wall he just had you pushed up against.

"You fucking asshole." Keaton spat as Grano came over to try to calm him down.

"Keato, let go. Settle this on the ice." He said.

Keaton burned a hole into the boys head with his glare before shoving him back and releasing his jersey.

"Right, we'll settle this on the ice. You're going to regret this." Keaton said, walking away from the boy and coming over to you.

"Are you okay, baby?" He asked in a gentle tone, putting his hands on your arms and inspecting you for injury.

"I'm okay, it was just scary." You said barely above a whisper.

"Oh baby, I'm so sorry I wasn't here." Keaton said, cupping your face in his hands.

"Keat?" You said softly. "Please hug me before I fall apart." You choked out.

Within a second, your boyfriend was pulling you tightly into his embrace.

He held your waist with one hand as the other was on the back of your head, cradling it.

"Thank you for protecting me." You mumbled into his chest.

He placed a kiss on the top of your head as he stroked your hair. "Of course, baby. It's my job."

[cetirizhane]

Just got the news that the most senior in our residency decided to quit. For circumstances beyond his control, he is now in his 5th year in the department then one day he woke up and that's the only thing set in his mind.

That scared me, to stay for that long and just abandon it like you haven't given your effort, sweat, and tears on that training/job for the past, hello? Five years! But I admire his courage for doing that, perhaps he felt like whatever he is doing does not serve him anymore and does not contribute to his growth as a person, or his career and he just cut it out of his life before it will exhaust him.

Which then brought me to my quitting ideations, ever since 3rd month of residency I wanted to quit already, because of an issue that was blown up into something big and everyone somehow got involved that I had to write a letter of explanation, and breaking down in front of everybody in the residents room, and in front of that junior consultant who made me a bait for her gambiting. I broke down for weeks. Core memory event right there. For some dumb reason I stayed. I loved working with my other senior friends, I loved the interaction I have with patients, I loved the place, and I took pride to belong. (Actually, I was scared to go back in my hometown and be a disappointment to everybody who supported me in my journey all the while I haven't gotten any salary YET from that hospital) Everyday thereafter was a journey to prove myself that I wasn't the person they judged me to be based on my psychological exams. That fucked me up. To be judged based on the things I wrote there.

Even when things got okay somehow, it seems like I am becoming the boy who cried wolf to my boyfriend's eyes because everyday was like "mag quit na ko, ayaw ko na" and still be there the next day doing my shit like I just did not have a panic attack the night before that. Even considered speaking up about it to my seniors but I have this thing with proving myself and having tough persona in the department.

It was tough being the only legit first year doing admin work because my batchmate allegedly is bad with computer stuff and half the year she was gone for a training and basically, I was the only one doing the first year stuff (nothing new, felt like that even when she was there anyway). Wanted to get out of there so bad, I talked to a friend doing PGIship in a davao hospital to ask about psych residency there, but found out I have to do first year all over again if I wanna transfer, which sucks because I don't want to do that shit for another year (but I'm still seriously considering even when I'm halfway thru 2nd year and just done with my training in military) but it will also be sad to leave the work friends I made along the way who made residency life so much easier. Letting go seems like something out of my niche jud HAHA or maybe staying in a traumatic environment is something is my learned helplessness kicking in (my childhood saying "you're welcome" in the background)

I did not have my salary until November of that year which really broke me because I can't even do the things that make me happy or eat the foods that will rejuvenate my spirit. Which got me dependent on my boyfriend A LOT. He was like basically taking care of a kid, me, the whiny-angry-irritable-needs-comforting-a-lot kid. Maybe that's why he got tired of me and then the self-pity kicked in and I was just lost and autopilot was on. my patients going back to being psychotic like I am close to being one or was one. (Disoriented? Hearing voices? Wanted to jump off the seventh floor while interviewing an ongoing referral? Yup, that me.)

I'm staring at everything that happened for the past year and so and it kind of made me glad I survived that shit. I remember jokingly voicing out everyday I wanted to quit whenever I am in the residency room and one time I got super late for two consecutive days (when I found out my boyf was cheating on me) with swollen eyes and all. The second day, my seniors clapped when I entered the residents room and gave me man a small hug congratulating me for not giving in to my quitting ideations. Which was comforting even when they did not know the personal stuff I was going through. That gave me the energy to face my patients for that day. Rhose little inside jokes with them "see u tomorrow... I guess?" "Congrats, di tayo nag quit today" "see you in hell" "those kind of humor we get to do made somehow my life a little lighter. To know we are all in the same fucked up hell of a training and still staying for the sake of taking care of other people and proving people that we are capable of the things they thought we can't do.

My residency is bittersweet. I stayed there for a stupid reason-I want to have a proper and not LDR kind of a relationship with someone I was just starting to know. Now, I'm staying there because I want to help people I am just starting to know and want to know about.

What do I know? I'm barely just scratching the surface. I barely just started 2nd year. I hope I don't lose the tiny spark I have. The fact that I'm still afraid of losing that means I still want to continue doing this despite how exhausting this thing is.

[castle-dominion]

castle 6x8 a murder is forever

the diamond episode liveblog

Teehee I remember seeing the bonus features bloopers "seamus open up your shirt a little more" 'bill i've been waiting for you to say that'

anyway liveblog time

Is this lady real? I remember smth like that, some lady lived with nonhuman primates. Oh this episode! The one where that gif is from! Masculinity! lol alphas.

As a queer tranny, uh, idk what to do except laugh.

Oh no she dead there's someone sitting beside her? still? How long has kyle been callig? how long has she been dead? why is he pulling out the knife NOW?

Nooo beckett beckett vs linus. RC: Keeps you on alert KB: *somehow got over her hypervigilance ptsd rly easily as soon as that plot served its purpose*

Not get rid of him! Just... move him! "we" she is bringing caslt eon the murder lol "yeah of linus's feelings"

In a hail of bullets! My bedroom is my lair XD His identity? rly?

Ooh ryan is so pretty! Ryan's cute lil shrug Me: queer tranny

RC: So they killed her then they killed her car? THAT IS A LOT OF MONEY HOLY they didn't take the money just cuz? Ryan sweater no tie today, uh... idk i just like it. & hair too. I miss his s4 hair. His s1 hair was fun but college student vibes.

Kyle's outfit is NOT good. but I love the tie.

That "no why did you ask" was so sus

"what were they looking for?" yeah that's the question RC: The most intimate details of the world’s elite? People have been killed for less.

My man should have worn a hat or smth to hide his face not just turn away his head.

Not to be racist but the boyfriend looks like the guy from the car. Well, actually now that I think about it, no yeah it was just my racist programming. Don't I feel like an ass? The boyf also looks vaguely similar to the guy in the security photos tho & that's not racism that's just haircut.

wild beast lol. Yet you say she helped people? They could be aggressive ou said.

It wasn't a client, she was lying to u.

Book: Bioessentialism? Me: No???

Nuclear launch codes? from a therapist?

nf1945 she has access to a private jet???

bc the stuff she got in trouble with was smth that would get her in trouble with the cops too.

Ellis! Tory ellis!

Cool name, Manhattan Raptor

Wow ok so they are all vested up? & they drive their car in front of them? What is even going on? Esposito shotgun moments My man destroys evidence Right Now, I like him he's good

Barrett Hawke RC: Barrett Hawke? As in the legendary fixer? He’s been sweeping the dirt of New York’s rich and famous under the rug for over a decade. (off GATES’S look) Not my dirt. I just – heard. (won't clip) This guy is the one we saw there.

"it was a photo of someone else, your colleagues just thought it was her bc they were thinking about her at the time." Hawke: Your colleagues were mistaken. (shrugs) But that was a micro cut shredder, so unfortunately there’s no proof either way. Hawke: My favorite shoeshine guy’s in that building. Hawke: Hm. Can’t really make out his face. Hard to say who that guy is. C’mon, Detective. What do you really have on me, huh? Do you have a single piece of evidence that I was in her office? Or that I was involved in her death? Prints? DNA? Anything? (she’s silent) That’s what I thought. I LOVE him! I love this guy so much!

Oof my arms hurt from carrying heavy glasses in dishwashing racks all day.

That's why there was a subpoena? Or she was not licensed lol

JE: I’ve got to hand it to this Alice chick, bro. Whatever her monkey theory is has her in with the movers and the shakers. KR: She learned from the real gorillas. Seems to be working with the eight hundred ones in the human world. She was like the dog whisperer for CEOs. [He stops to touch some flowers.] JE gives him an incredulous look. JE: You really buy that? KR: Oh, skimmed through her book. I think there might be something to her theory. For instance, she said that in every relationship there needs to be a masculine energy and a feminine energy. Even in ours. JE: Oh. Well, we know which one you are. KR: I don’t know about you, but I am very comfortable in my masculinity. JE: You do realize you’re wearing a sweater vest, right? KR tries to come up with an argument but they’re interrupted by ANDREW SPENCER.

Clipping that lmao. also: haha queer & trans watching this episode

Rat's ass

Man has a nice outfit imo. why would she need a hidden hotel? how long was she staying?

Becks is right, anonymity not money. I legit thought he was finding another dead body lol it's going to be empty OH RIGHT, HOW COULD I FORGET ABOUT THIS?

unless it's glass

KB: We stopped at a jewelers on the way back and he almost had a heart attack.

RC: Given the cash, the hotel, and the private plane I’d say she was making a getaway. Transcript says Gates is the one who calls alice oceans one lol Castle is right, that is a sane theory. bc it's a hella big expensive diamond that's why. bring back demming!!! his short little "ever" the blue butterfly! (this is making me think about glass/silica/quartz & white sapphires & silicon carbide/moissanite & ugh I looooove rocks so much!)

Castle & his stories remember the snake guy back in like s2?

Didn't they already visit a jeweller? love the way he wears his jacket lol So it was smuggled in if this man was copied?

The four Cs! Ryan immediately & quickly: Uh, color, cut, clarity, carat. (smugly, to ESPOSITO) You’d know this if you’d ever bought an engagement ring. Peters: The diamond is colorless. No blemishes and pristine cut. No internal clouding. And uh .. (he places it back on the microscope) … nearly one hundred carats. RYAN’s jaw drops. JE: Man. Hey, how deep would my pockets have to be to afford a rock like that? Peters: Detective, you are not tall enough to have pockets deep enough. JE: *offended* Peters: But I would say it’s worth … $60 million. Conservatively. JE: (chagrined) Yeah, I ain’t that tall.

VG: Six zero, like with another six zeros after that? KR: That would be $60 million, yes.

JE: Nah. Peters said that old school cutters fashioned diamonds with sharp edges. This one has smooth edges, which it means it had to be cut within the last few decades. loooove rocks & rock facts & minerals & gems & giology kslfjlkdjfskldfjsl

RC: For engaged men everywhere I can only hope it wasn’t a ring.

INT - JE+KR’S CAR KR hangs up the phone. KR sighs. JE: So … we thinking the same thing? KR: That it’s a bummer we can’t stop for lunch because there’s a sixty million dollar diamond sitting between us? JE: No. That because of the $60 million dollar diamond sitting between us that we are not-really-but-kinda-sorta thinking about making a run for the border. He smirks. KR glares at him. KR: Hadn’t even crossed my mind. JE’S teasing smirk falls. JE: Of course it didn’t. Nope, you wouldn’t have the stones. All I’m saying.

I went to clip that but ended up clipping way more. The fun little fight scene. Love the "for now" *pushes his partner down when he sees the gun* Love the way they switched places to shoot The diamond! I take WAY too long to think about how a clock is shaped. I CAN read a clock, but I need to think about it whereas ppl SHOULD be able to tell by the positions, the vibes not the math. I couldn't do "subway station seven-o'clock" Covering for each other. We get to see shoes! Esposito's kneel slide thing <3 But like these clowns had HUGE guns, why were they scared off by these little cops with their little guns? btw I need to find that fanfiction again where it went "yeah I don't think it is realistic that ryan had his door slammed into by another car & escaped with nothing more than a cut on the forehead & some wrappings around his ribs" but idk where to find it. Also uh, I am such a lesbian (half man) for Ryan (also a man).

Your neck really would hurt, whiplash huh. But also he def scraped his knees! & what is the point of wrapping up ryan's chest? idk how medical stuff works but I feel like it might not actually help to have tensor bandages wrapped around your chest. But hey maybe some trans!Ryan headcanons! Bill Roe, director: "seamus open up your shirt a little more" SD (KR): 'bill i've been waiting for you to say that'

The rock johnson? it's $60mil, it could SO be abt the diamond. The boys don't even get to take the rest of the day off? I'm surprised gates lets them look into the suv, personal vendetta & all.

Castle is NOT carrying coffee with the way he is swinging around those glasses. RC: So I was thinking. When we work a case together this desk of yours is sort of – kind of – our space. S1 KB: *would probably hit him upside the head or smth* KB: If you don’t like the elephants, I don’t like the elephants. Imagine if he made them go away. You know what's inside them. RC: I actually like those elephants. They obviously have family values and this one’s good with money. Anyway … (NF adlibbed that so I hear)

Primates in africa near the diamond place? I can see that a 60mil gift? Ooh I like how Castle goes back & corrects himself

KB: That … is … surprisingly plausible. Remember when the "extra" covid vaccines were being "donated" to "poor countries" but it was just... corporate greed? But the shape of the gem would be stabbing her...?

Power couple lol

"that's where it is!" "it looks like the one you gave me" How can you tell the difference? Ohhhh it is a costume piece! A detective & maybe also a jeweller.

Not the cops, more likely the insurance company, except the insurance company has no record of the diamond bc if it did the cops probably would have found it

Ooh a penthouse! *leans on esposito* fixer is in a fix!

I love mr hawke. She didn't answer.

They were mugged-- they didn't call the cops they called hawke! Why though? Male mugger, not alice. Her boyf maybe?

Aight we got ryan looking normal again but esposito took off his jacket.

Yay tory ellis!

Remember Ethan Nestor lie detector "the hit was Kind of satisfying"

Fingerprints?

Edward Peters! Lab grown does not mean fake. It is the same process so it is still a mineral, even if the process is synthesized.

Diamonds are already not worth as much as ppl think.

No, gates would NOT let these two go in to do the interview.

Yep, cartels & profit & stuff like that.

Except that the carbon molecules are each different. Other than that yeah exactly the same.

Leo: Alice and I met when I was in Rwanda doing aid work. We were young and in love. And then one day soldiers came into the village, financed by the diamond cartel. We watched from the jungle as they slaughtered everyone. Casualties of a turn war for profit. That day changed me. I dedicated myself to stopping the cartel's bloody practices. It was a life I knew Alice couldn’t be a part of, but I never stopped loving her.

Leo: Two years ago stones started popping up in Europe and the Middle East. Flawless and being sold for millions. That’s when a gemologist friend of mine happened across a pair of them. He discovered that they were exactly the same. Nature doesn’t make exact copies.

Leo: They were man-made Yeah. I tried to trace them back to their source. All I knew was that they were coming out of the States. And then Alice called me, out of the blue. Said one of her clients, Steve Warner, had a secret.

Leo: Yes. Man-made diamonds are nothing new. But no one had ever produced this quality of gem before. Big and flawless. Soon diamond mines would be a relic of the past. Steve Warner’s technology could change everything. So I approached Warner. I begged him to make his technology available, but he denied he even had it. He was just using it to line his own pockets. The world needed to know and we needed proof.

Leo: yes the necklace. We knew that if we could just examine that stone that we could tie it back to the others. That we could show everyone what he was doing and they could all see that it was possible. Then … everyone would eventually unlock the code.

Leo: No more cartels. No more sponsored bloodshed. We were going to change the world. That night Alice had a plane standing by to take us to a private lab. But she never showed.

So alice happened to get these clients & was able to call her old boyfriend yay.

Worthless-ISH bro, you could still use them in sawblades.

Or you know... don't sell big diamonds, but cut them smaller & sell them normally or sell them to sawblade companies.

Hawke said the warrens didn't hire the clown team tho. No it was the wife! No! You had the gun with the safety off? even tho you only wanted to scare her?

She has her gun with her? in the middle of home?

RC: Now I know it doesn’t really go with the space, but at least it won’t be hungrily staring at you in the morning.

RC: No, I did. I did. I finished reading Alice’s book and there’s a chapter in there that speaks to couples like us. See, we’re both alphas. And it says that we need to define our shared territory together. (he gestures around him) These are pieces all over – these are all my stories. But the shells? That’s ours.

Castle playing lion sounds lol

Ok so that was fun. Good ep. I have about an hour until I need to leave. I'll start on the next one.

[higgs-the-god]

Haha lol

[leejeongz]

Hi! Can i request a doyoung fluff fic? Basically non-sexual neck kisses. Seems adorable to me :’)

innocent neck kisses

pairing: boyf!doyoung x gn!reader

genre: fluff

word count: 400

warnings: newly established relationship

summary: when you wear that one specific perfume, doyoung just cannot get enough of it.

doyoung shut his apartment door behind him as you ran to his bathroom, worrying that your hair looked messy from your mid afternoon walk with him and some mutual friends. before you reached the unlocked room, you heard doyoung call your name.

“wait, y/n, i need to tell you something!” he verged on shouting.

you rushed back expectedly, dismissing your concerns and attempting to push them to the back of your mind.

“i didn’t wanna tell you this in front of everyone because it might embarrass you,” he started, grabbing your hands and encasing them in his “but you look really pretty today.” you mustered a shy smile in response, one that doyoung tried his hardest not to fall in love with when you first met.

“you looked really handsome, too,” your eyes darted from one foot to another as you heard a slight chuckle.

doyoung’s hand let go of yours in favour of tilting your head up to face him by your chin. he leaned in and you followed his lead, but to your surprise, he pulled away.

“you smell nice too, is that the perfume you wore when we met?” he remembers correctly. you nod as his hand moves this time to cup your face. he leans in once again, this time his eyes focused on your neck. you naturally tilt your head to lean on the hand that’s cupping your face as his edges closer and closer, eventually his nose making contact with your skin. he inhales, his lips so close you can feel a smile growing on his face.

you close your eyes. his thumb begins to stroke your cheek as you feel moistened lips press gently to your neck. he pecks a few times before pulling away.

“do you like that? should i do it more?” he asks innocently, waking you from what you thought was a dream.

you don’t think you’ll ever not get flustered by doyoung’s flirting, he’s just too good at it. you squeeze the interlocked hand that was once engulfing yours. that’s enough to let him know that you want more and so he does exactly that.

this time, his lips never leave your neck, still as soft as before, yet somehow this feels more intimate. your free hand finds the back of doyoung’s head, massaging it lightly as he continues to kiss the skin just below your ear.

“can we go cuddle?” you ask, sensing the slightest bit of awkwardness in the air since you were relatively new to the whole dating thing.

he places one last kiss, the most gentle kiss of all, to your neck and another on your lips and nods before guiding you to his familiar bedroom for a nap.

[yourfavepacmanghost]

Poly! Dream team with an s/o with tics!

(Just an idea I had in my head! I wrote this in 10 minutes and didn't proofread so lower your standards XD)

I myself experience tics! I fashioned this after how my tics work so do not take this as gospel!

Okay but these bois would try so hard to educate themselves!

They all have different ways of going about it!

Sapnap asks many questions!

Please tell him if you want him to stop

He's v afraid he's going to ask a 'stupid' question and you'll be mad at him

He just wants to learn more!

Your experiences, whether you want him to mention it or not, what you want him to do

"Does it hurt?"

"Not unless the tic itself hurts, like if it's biting or hitting or something. Otherwise, it's kinda like a sneeze. But yeah it hurts sometimes."

"D:"

Dream and George wouldn't ask as many questions, if you're ever talking they might chime in to ask for clarification on things

But most of the time they like to research on their own!

Occasionally sending you links to articles they read asking things like "Is this accurate?" or "Is this how yours work?"

Heart v full, much love.

If you ever have trouble with any household chores/things your bois will not hesitate to help you!

At first, you don't let them because i n d e p e n d a n c e

But then you end up burning your hand while cooking (B ECAUSE TICS ARE A B ITCH)

You didn't burn it too badly, it just hurt for a lil bit

But all of them are worried about you when you cook from then on

They know you can take care of yourself but they just don't like seeing you hurt !

Dream likes being in the kitchen with you when you cook

That way he can be around in case anything happens but without being too protective!

Man is just chilling, making sure his baby doesn't get hurt

He would be so honored if you ever asked him for help!

Even if its something as simple as cracking an egg (A/n: cracking eggs is the worst thing ever no one @ me)

Reassures you that he doesn't mind at all! Never feel guilty for asking this man for help!

Please do actually he loves feeling needed

Sapnap would not let you cook.

Insists on cooking for you

He's a gentleman, what kinda boyf would he be if he doesn't at least help?

LET THIS MAN TAKE CARE OF YOU HE'D BE SO HAPPY

He would want to cook for you even before the burning incident, but a f t e r

Nope, not on his watch.

If he sees you in the kitchen

It's all puppy dog eyes n "babe let me get that for you"

Somehow you end up with the spatula out of your hands and the meal is cooked before you know it

hOw is this man so convincing

George jus, orders food.

Man doesn't want you cooking but isn't confident in his ability not to burn the house down

SOMEONE has to keep uber eats in business

No need to cook babe Ihop is on its way

Maybe he's spending a bit too much but he doesn't mind you deserve it

Even if he's out doing something if he knows you didn't eat uber eats will be at your door

"George we have food stop ordering!"

"Aw, c'mon love. The faster the food's here the faster we can cuddle!"

Doesn't want you to lift a finger.

Got vocal tics?

Embarrassed by them? (God knows I am-)

These bois love you!

Depending on how you want them to interact with your tics (don't mention it, poke some fun at it, etc) they will give you space if you need it!

But if you give them permission to poke fun at your tics?

Ooh boy

They always make sure you're comfortable ofc!!

For example: George likes being in the same room as you while he's working! You don't even have to be talking, he just likes being in your presence!

He's coding while you're on your phone or something

N he just hears you go "UwU"

WITHOUT MISSING A B E A T THIS MAN JUST GOES

"Damn I didn't know I was dating an e-girl"

"G E O RGE-"

Even though they understand tics can develop randomly, they would feel so guilty if you got a tic from something they said/sent to you!

Let's say Dream is fucking around in Minecraft on call or something

Someone messes up and dream laughs and playfully teases them

"Dude you're throwing"

Your brain just goes "huh n eat" and decides to make you go "Dude you're throwing"

HE FEELS SO BAD

"BABY I'M SO SORRY-"

"IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT"

"I'M STILL SORRY"

They always check in with you!

*tics* "You okay?" "Yea 😅"

God forbid anyone tries to give you shit for it, irl or not

Let's say y'all are at some fancy-schmancy restaurant minding your own business

N SOME BRENDA-LOOKING BITCH HAS THE A U D A C I TY TO TRY TO COMPLAIN (If your name is actually Brenda I am so sorry)

She tries coming over with all of her bullshit

"I'm here with my family and I would appreciate it if you could stop doing that/making all that noise"

Death glares from your three bois

At first you try to explain that you can't control it and there are plenty of tables for her to move to if its that much of a problem-

THIS BITCH CUTS YOU OFF

"Listen here I'm doing the nice thing by asking you to stop, you're ruining everyone's night here and if you could stop-"

She doesn't even get to finish her sentence

In seconds Dream is standing up, deathly calm. "No, you listen here, they didn't do anything wrong. The only thing ruining anyone's night is your entitlement"

BITCH THREATENS TO CALL A MANAGER OVER

Sapnap is just trying to hold himself back, holding your hand under the table, ready to start fighting any second.

George is focused on making sure you're okay, asking if you want to go or not

You decide to leave because you don't want anyone to get into any trouble or sapnap to end up in jail

He's grumbling the entire time

"Fucking Karen, sorry you're having trouble hearing your third husband ask for a divorce and decided to take it out on my fucking partner"

Angy boi

Doesn't like people trying you >:(

Dream is asking if you want to go back a different day

Rich man would totally reserve the entire restaurant if you wanted him to

Only the best for his baby

George is just trying to make you laugh

"The food there sucked anyways, I mean they should've seen her facelift a mile away and refused service"

He melts when he hears you laugh

Y'all end up spending the night getting takeout and watching legally blonde still in your fancy clothes

Cuddle pile!

Overall v good night :3

Your bois would fight wars for you!

They try their best to make sure hate doesn't get to you

Dating a Minecraft YouTuber is hard! Let alone three!!

They never want you to forget how much they love you <3

[tinyyoungblood]

hi!! adore your work love. could you maybe do smth where stark!reader has to get her wisdom teeth out but HATES the dentist so she brings her boyf peter and her dad w her?? and then when they get home the avengers are all waiting with like comical amounts of flowers and stuffed animals and then reader says some funny shiii and thor thinks she’s like dying lol. idk if that made sense but i’m getting my wisdom teeth out soon and i’m scared😭 thank u so so much love u babe

pairing: peter parker x stark!reader

a/n: tysm lovely :,) i rushed through this like my life depended on it, but i hope i’m not too late. either way, i hope you’re okay! it’s frightening but those bad boys gotta go because we don’t need that kind of energy in our lives. enjoy x

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

wisdom teeth? more like wisdoom

y/n has to get her wisdom teeth removed and it’s the singular most dreadful thing she’s ever had to do, which says a lot because her dad is tony richling stark

doing dreadful things she doesn’t want to do but still somehow end up doing just because she can is a personality trait at this point

no one really makes a big deal out of it since ~death~ is part of their job description, but y/n is terrified

and when a stark is terrified the only thing that will keep them one step from insanity is researching the hell out of it

that information will be info dumped into every conversation for the next few weeks leading up to the appointment

“y/n you need anything from the store?” "no thanks, did you know the side effects of getting your wisdom teeth out include ✨sudden death or blood clots✨ tho” “……..i have a coupon?”

the day of the appointment, peter comes along and literally doesn’t let go of y/n’s hand. he keeps touching her to let her know that he’s there and it’s so. adorable

he would rest his hand on her knee, gently stroke her back while holding her, or just play with her hair

happy drops them off and he’s too Cool™ for emotions but he knows y/n’s a wreck, so he just fist bumps her with a single nod and she almost breaks down bc it’s really affectionate

y/n is sitting in the dentist chair and genuinely nothing is happening yet, but she’s squeezing peter’s hand like it’s a sponge

peter might have a high pain tolerance but he’s in pain pain and he prays that his hand won’t just explode on him

the dentist notices how peter tries to keep it together and chuckles

“you okay there, son?” “yea it’s fine, had a better time when a building fell on me tho haha” “pardon?” “oh i mean i didn’t have a good time, i just had a better time”

because y/n is running Anxious Town™, the dentist gives her a sedative to help her relax 

plus, an injection of local anaesthetic to numb the tooth and surrounding area

she doesn’t feel anything and it’s GREAT

the procedure is quicker than expected and now the real fun begins

she tries to walk but she falls down so peter scoops her up bridal style and happy stays glued at her side

y/n doesn’t mind although she literally doesn’t recognise them and they’re practically strangers to her

but girly sees an opportunity and tries to flirt with peter bc why wouldn’t she

“you’re pretty” *blushes* “why thanks” “you should let your girlfriend know” “i should let her know i’m pretty?” “so you do have a gf? :(” “yea it’s you” “:)”

they stop for gas and peter goes in to get some water for y/n, and in her infinite wisdom, she decides it’s burger time

her mouth is completely numb and she’s practically leaving a trail of drool behind her, but she’d kill for a burger right now

so she wobbles around aimlessly for an hour on some random parking lot as if the ground might just magically open up like a rabbit hole and lead her to five guys

she’s going places. not back to the car. definitely not five guys. they’re closed. but places

peter finally finds her and he’s drenched from head to toe in sweat. he doEsn’T wAnt tO tALk abOut iT tho so she lets him take her to subway instead

normally, she would know that peter’s usual subway order is bread-lettuce-jalapeño

but in her drugged-up state, it had simply slipped her mind so now she’s staring at him like he’d just murdered someone right in front of her

“that- that’s your order?? no meat or anything just bread, lettuce, and a little spice?”

meanwhile at the compound, sam and steve are ordering everyone around bc they want to decorate this place before y/n gets home to surprise her

they take it very seriously too. they’ve watched like one HGTV show and said it’s our time

they finally get home and tony gives y/n a big hug, asking her what took so long

happy tells him that she was keen on getting burgers bc apparently someone has taught her that stressful times call for ~cheeseburgers~

he proceeds to look at tony with a pointed look

tony just shrugs and goes “she was a problem child. we don’t mention her dark past”

she’s swaying on the spot and keeps grinning like a fool and thor just stares at her weirdly before elbowing bruce and whispering loudly,

“what’s wrong with her? is she dying? should i start collecting leaves, i know this remedy—"

no one can tell if y/n is just happy to see the newly decorated home or if she’s just delighted to see everyone but then she goes around hugging the entire team

she doesn’t even acknowledge the sky-high pile of teddy bears and flowers everywhere bc she’s just squeezing everybody

y/n is so high, she just starts to spill all of her feelings about everyone and they’re already so overwhelmed by the hug chain they can’t take this too

“wanda i just want you to know that you’re like my big sister and you’re always taking care of me and i know you and vision are just going to make such good parents one day”

“bucky you absolute PRICK, you FIEND, you’re the best chess player ever and that’ll never change and i wouldn’t be good without you, i hate to say it but you deserve happiness even after you made me lose five times in a row yesterday”

“dad, you’re so strong and smart, even though we’re like never on the same page, you’re always along for the ride, i want to be like you when i grow up, i swear i’m gonna try to be as good to the avengers as you were to us” “aww- wait makes you think i'll be the first to die“

“nat you’re such a bitch about your protein shakes but you’re my best friend and i wouldn’t have it any other way, you can try out as many make up looks on me as you want”

“bruce, brucey, i would live with you in your lab for the rest of my days if i had to, whenever you ask me to hand you stuff i feel useful and important”

“laura’s way out of your league clint i have no idea how the fuck you got her but don’t lose her and i want to be your next child’s godmother”

“steve…we’re your family now. we’re always gonna be your family now. okay?”

“loki you’re not fooling anyone with your attitude, we all know you’re part of the family, you were just misunderstood and messed up bc of your dad–FUCK him by the way–but i realised everyone deserves as many chances as they need because of you”

“sam i would genuinely kill anyone who wronged you, even if they cut you in line at the grocery store, i would knife them no hesitation”

“thor, you poor golden retriever have been through so much, on my way here i made a wish on an eyelash for you bc you deserve better, your postcards always make my day, love you”

she mumbles something to peter that no one else can hear but he blushes and chokes back a sob

y/n orders hot soup and bucky brings it to her but before he even has time to react peter drops everything and ZOOMS across the room in .3 seconds

he barrels into bucky so hard they both go flying, but peter just smoothly rolls out of it and onto his feet like some kind of super ninja

“DUDE WHAT THE HELL” “😠 y/n is not supposed to drink hot liquids 😠”

all of this happens in mere seconds but sam has filmed it all and now slow mo clips go viral online of some mysterious kid knocking over the winter soldier

y/n’s a little in and out after that, but when she fully regains consciousness, she’s on a pile of blankets, surrounded by the team on the floor <3

* * *

let me know if this is actually comforting lmao stay hydrated pals

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[fallindomino]

i just finished tfg so i’m going on an averyjameson rant bc i love them

**spoilers for tfg ahead !!! **

okay the way they were somehow both jealous of grayson in this book like 😭😭😭 it was so funny to me like boi ur jealous of a man who has So Much unresolved trauma seek HELP shddhdj im kidding (kind of,, they could all use some therapy tbh) and avery girl ,,, i do feel bad for her a bit cause it can be easy to doubt the strength of a found family bond (specifically her bond w toby) when his blood daughter who looks just like the girl ur boyf and his brother loved shows up (although i would be grateful not to look like a dead girl butttt thats just me)

and the whole escape room deal ,,, like im not the biggest fan of the “im locking u up bc i love u and want to protect u” trope but likeee he locked her in an /escape/ room so his goal was prob just to keep her in there long enough for him grayson and eve to leave ,,, its not like he locked her somewhere where someone had to come find her, she got out on her own. still p shady but i think its ironic that the thing jameson did that caused the most tension between him and avery was trying to act like grayson who avery didn’t want to be with anymore 😭😭 but if he wasn’t insecure there would be less of a romantic tension subplot so it goes ,,,

also i love their tahiti code word we stan couples who actively try to avoid miscommunication ,,, like sure they had their problems in this book but they were both super open abt their shit and i respect that

i just love avery as a character ngl. like there’s that part where she’s solving the old man’s bag puzzle on her own and grayson comes up to her to talk abt eve and he asks what the bag’s abt and she doesn’t tell him bc she wants to tell jameson first. like i don’t think this is explicitly stated in the book but i know my girl is trying so hard not to be like emily and play the boys off of each other even unintentionally and i think thats so cool and sexy of her.

and then the part

“it was always going to be you,”i told jameson. he needed to hear it. i needed to say it, even though always painted over so much.

and THATS why he said “i wish i’d fallen in love with a girl who wasn’t quite so good at bluffing,” bc they BOTH knew she wasn’t being honest when she said that. it didn’t mean avery loved jameson any less, but that wasn’t how she really felt. then later in the hedge maze avery says

“i can’t say it was always going to be you, jameson, because i don’t believe in destiny or fate — i believe in choice.”

and she says to herself “love wasn’t just a choice—it was dozens, hundreds, thousands of choices.” and even through her lingering feelings for grayson, she chose jameson over and over, which is why this scene is where they make up.

prob my favorite moment was in the epilogue when avery mentions enrolling in uconn and jameson’s immediately like COOL guess yale’s getting a hawthorne like i love himmmm 😭💕

[finiffy]

My boyfriend just got his wisdom teeth out, and his sister FaceTimed me for him

Boyf: I’m gay

Me: I know

Boyf, eyes widening dramatically: How’d you know???

Me: Because you’ve told me before

Boyf: Do I have a boyfriend???

Me: Yeah

Boyf, whispering loudly: I have a boyfriend???????

Me: Yeah. He’s pretty hot if I say so myself

Boyf, suddenly distressed: Why’s he hot? Why can’t he turn on the air conditioning??? Is he gonna MELT?!!?!?!

Me: No, he’s not going to melt

Boyf: Then what does he do?? How? Is he gonna BOIL!?!?!?!!?

At this point, I was on the brink of losing my shit. I was like… almost crying trying not to laugh, and I figured this delirious man needed equally absurd reassurance

Me: He’s not going to melt, he’s made of super strong unmeltable stuff

This somehow distressed him further and he started crying, saying something along the lines of “what’s the point of having a boyfriend if he’s not gonna melt when it’s hot out”

I kind of gave up and then he started talking about cucumbers and then fell asleep four seconds later

I’m… gonna check in on him later

-⏱

Asdsddssf

[ochrearia]

Have... No One?

I felt bad for doing that to YS last drabble and I actually can't read it without making my own heart hurt so I. Yeagh. Ofc it's Biff and YS mainly why is anyone surprised those are my boys. Boyf and Peacock come in at the end because I started feeling guilty over Biff favoritism

BFs in this one-shot: PoPr!BF (Biff, mine), fc!BF (Boyf, Keyy's), sfa!BF (Peacock, Shed's), Yourself (YS)

YS hadn’t slept. The sun had come out now, filtering through the window shade. He hadn’t slept. Just cried to himself like a pathetic little thing, until all his tears were gone and nothing but emptiness was left. His eyes were blank, staring at the wall. Sleep wasn’t possible for such a hollow husk. At least he was used to the pain in his chest now. The cold, though, not so much. If he wasn’t careful he might actually do some damage to his body leaving it under the vent with the cold air on. But he wasn’t trying to be careful.

Need someone, have no one. Need someone, have… Biff?

When had he gotten here?

“Oh you poor thing, you’re freezing.” Biff dismayed, taking in the state of him. “You’re small, and cold, your hoodie is halfway across the room on the floor and you love that thing, what happened?”

YS could really only just look at him blankly. At some point last night he’d literally had a thought that he couldn’t isolate anymore like he used to, and somehow he’d still forgotten they could come through his mirror whenever they wanted. He could still just… vacate his apartment entirely but fate would have it that he’d never have the energy to when things got so bad.

“What happened?” Biff asked again, making his voice as gentle as he possibly could. “You look so empty, it scares me… Please, what’s wrong?”

I almost did something bad last night. YS’s inner voice worked, but that didn’t translate to actually speaking. Needed someone. Had no one. Still have no one…

He failed to notice that his microphone was blazing a gentle red again- she was awake and active, though what she was doing wasn’t immediately obvious.

“That’s not true.” Biff’s voice wavered, answering what should have been a voice locked to YS’s mind only. “God, that’s not true, you have someone, you have so many someones, I’m right here in front of you. Can’t you see me? I’m so sorry, I should’ve been here.”

Sleeping. YS countered. All of you, asleep and happy because nothing was obviously wrong. Not interrupting that.

“You’re freezing…” Biff brought up again, walking away slightly only to pick up the discarded hoodie from its place on the floor. “You love this hoodie to bits, why’d you take it off?”

Don’t deserve it. Made it out to be something that meant so much more than it ever did. Just a thank you gift. Nothing actually meaningful. No point in lying to myself.

“Nothing actually meaningful? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Biff seemed almost offended.

Gift from my… “brothers”. Convinced myself that it could mean I was loved. People don’t love me. I lost the only person who did and it was my fault. I’m far past the point of being loveable. I am made to care. I am not made to be cared for.

“You’re… you’re talking so much bullshit.” The smaller insisted, shaking his head. “Don’t say brothers like that, like it’s not real. You are my big brother. You’re a big brother to all of us and I could call every single one of us in the group chat right now and they’d confirm it. What awful bastard of a voice is in that head telling you you’re not cared for?”

Can’t be like this. YS thought pitifully, shivering and curling up tighter on himself. So damn small. Hated being small. Everyone relies on me. I have to make everything better. I can’t ever be anything less than at my best. I’ve never been at my best…

Biff stared at him. Oh, he’d had enough. Enough of his brother talking like his life was going to be over soon, enough of the toxic thoughts that wouldn’t leave him alone, enough. YS was sitting in front of him suffering from cold he’d seemingly let himself fall to. Talking about how he’d falsely convinced himself he was loved because he didn’t believe anyone actually did. This was enough. He couldn’t take it away in any real capacity but he would sooner die himself than do nothing.

“I’m picking you up.” Biff warned, before doing it anyways.

The smaller YS ended up being, the more he was in clear turmoil. The fact that the normally freakishly tall one was now only half of Biff’s size was very concerning. There were only two reasons he lost control of his shapeshifting like this, and it certainly wasn’t because he was flustered and embarrassed. When things made him feel small mentally, his power activated on its own off of that. There was no embarrassment here. Just empty eyes and freezing limbs.

For a moment YS wondered where Biff thought he was taking him. Turns out, he wasn’t taking him anywhere. Since he’d shrunk without the hoodie on, it hadn’t shrunk with him. Now the piece of clothing was so big on him he could drown in it. Biff draped it over him instead, like a superhero cape. He then maneuvered his way to where YS had been laying seconds before, back leaned against the pillow. The angel was left to lie across Biff’s chest and lap while he pulled the discarded weighted blanket over the both of them.

“I don’t give a single shit what your depression is telling you to think. It’s not true and I’m sorry that no one was here to tell you that when you really needed it.” Biff sighed, a hand coming up to pet through YS’s hair.

Tired. Tired of all of this. Just want her back. Why can’t I just be okay?

“We’re all just one call away. You needed someone and we would’ve picked up the phone regardless what time it was. Sleep is hardly important to me if someone I care about- no, fuck this, I’m not dancing around the word anymore. I don’t care about sleep when someone I love is crumbling alone.”

Love.

It’s not nice to lie about something like that. YS immediately thought in response. Who said he was lying? Another thought answered right after. Confusing. What the hell was he saying?

“Not lying.” Biff affirmed. Whether his words would be believed or not was the real question. “You’re my big brother, and I love you, okay? You’re freezing cold and I’m not letting you anywhere out of my arms until you warm up. Can’t let you get sick by being careless.”

Warm. He’s almost burning hot, how cold did I let myself get? A moment of clarity, what the fuck was he doing? Good warmth. Loving warmth. Want this… Need this.

“It’s okay to need someone.” Biff continued to comb his fingers through YS’s hair, taking relief in how he moved to push into his hand. “It’s good to be strong within yourself, but that shouldn't be all you are. People are made to be social, to be around other people, to love them. Love them in whatever way they want. You didn’t lose the “only” person who loved you. Fuck, she’s still technically here. But she’s not the only one, far from it. Don’t you remember how she brought us here the last time?”

The last time. When he’d almost done the bad thing again, before any of them knew they could mirror-walk. A week alone, worrying them sick. Guilt? No, he was still too empty. Still shivering, but less, because Biff was warm and he was surrounded. The hoodie, the blanket, him. Things he loved. Things that made him feel loved.

“You’re exhausted.” Biff said plainly, catching sight of the way YS’s eyes struggled to stay open properly. “You’re safe, you know. I’ve got you. How many times have you led us to fall asleep on you because you made us feel safe? It’s your turn now.”

Needed someone. Have… little brother. Have Biff. Have the rest. Warm… love is warm.

Biff offered a soft smile at the other, pleased when he felt YS’s arms move from tucked against his own chest to wrapped around his middle. Later when things were better, he expected the other to complain about how he was ‘abusing the ways to placate him’ but it wasn’t abuse. No, this was being used exactly how it needed to be.

Biff sent a quick text to the group chat. Communication was important and he wasn’t going to gatekeep information like this. He told them YS had a bad night, and if they had time, to come over when they could. But in the interest of keeping the resident cuddler from getting overwhelmed…

Humming… lullaby, for me? Even YS’s thoughts were getting slower and more tired. Haven't heard this one… Personalized? My little game turned against me?

Biff wasn’t entirely sure what he was talking about. But he’d remembered all the times the other would hum to him to give him comfort, why not give that back? It wasn’t the same song YS used for him. Something had compelled him to pick something different, something he felt was fitting. His little game? Did YS have specific songs for each of them?

“Get some rest now.” Biff whispered between hums. Good old, reliable song. YS seemed to like it.

The rest of YS’s thoughts trailed off into nothing as his eyes slipped closed. Biff listened to his breaths, going from quick and shaky to deep and slow. His shapeshifting activated again, allowing for some height back, but not all of it. Funny, now they were actually the same size. Biff-sized YS.

Had he been thinking about the other in place of feeling small?

Biff kept humming, eyes flicking to the mirror when he saw Peacock step through, followed shortly by Boyf. He hadn’t actually expected anyone to show up this fast, props to them. Man, he’d coaxed YS to sleep too fast, now he didn’t get to see how loved he was that some of the others were probably dropping everything to be here.

Oh well. He’d fallen asleep being loved, and he’d wake up later to see how much love was waiting for him.

Biff beckoned the two over with a head tilt, unwilling to give up on his humming. Both of them looked just about ready to latch onto YS and never let him go, which, honestly, considering the state Biff had found him in, he was already doing himself. With the extra body heat from them he’d end up boiling alive on his own, but YS deserved it and he wasn’t about to move.

“What happened?” Boyf thought, unsure if they’d even be able to hear him.

“His microphone…” Peacock pointed out, subject still glowing red on the table.

I don’t want to give up humming. Hoping that she’s letting you guys hear my thoughts right now, that’s one of the spells she’s able to do. Biff thought back. Oh, that’s weird. How come it feels different to when you do it, Boyf?

Peacock and Boyf blinked, but reacted enough to show that his hope was right.

“I uh. Don’t really know.” Boyf shrugged. “Avoiding the question. What happened?”

I’m not fully sure. Found him purposefully under the air conditioner vent without his hoodie or the blanket. I think he was… trying to make himself suffer. He doesn’t think very good of himself. Convinced that he’s not loveable and that the hoodie is just a thank you gift. I hate this. Right when I think he’s getting better it all gets exponentially worse.

“Wish we could’ve been here for him sooner.” Peacock admitted quietly. “It’s like, impossible to tell what’s going on with him because he refuses to talk about any of it. There’s only so much we can do.”

“Then we do what we can until we can do more.” Boyf replied firmly.

“Hah, yeah…” Peacock agreed. “Haven’t seen him small before. You guys kept saying he could get small and I never got to see it before now. Sucks that it’s such a circumstance.”

“He can be even smaller than that.” Boyf chuckled. “Becomes almost like a chibi character. Tiny ass idiot that we can pick up.”

“Holy shit, I wanna do that.”

Pff, I’m sure you’ll get your turn Peacock. There’s some very easy ways to get him embarrassed enough to shrink. Biff thought evilly. Not now though. Let him sleep, and I got here first so I have dibs. This is my big brother teddy bear.

“Whatever happened to sharing is caring? Bro doesn’t even believe in childhood concepts.”

Fuck off. You two should move faster though, might want to pile on before anyone else gets here and takes the chance. Biff snarked, bringing his free arm to wrap snugly around the sleeping angel.

“I want to point out that I was still the first one to get here after your message and that should count for something.” Peacock sniffed. “That being a chance to hug the big guy.”

“Lmao, ‘big guy’ when he’s the small one right now.”

No way in hell you’re making fun of my height and unironically using ‘lmao’ to do it in the same sentence. This moron was going to make him lose his place in his humming. Stupid idiot brother. Just get over here already. I can’t keep humming this forever and I want this idiot to get a substantial amount of sleep for once.

“Don’t have to tell us twice.”

[laurenairay]

summer fair with both Tkachuk brothers, pleaseeee :) :) competing over who can eat the most fried foods, how many times on the rides until someone gets sick, betting on pigs in the pigs races, loosing hundreds of dollars on rigged games just to leave with like, one bouncy ball, sunburned, drunks at the end of the night concert, passed out laying on each other in the backseat on the way home

hey anon! I don't have anything like this where I live in the UK so i'm definitely intrigued! and I can see the Tkachuk brothers doing all of this so easily:

We all know how close the Tkachuk brothers are - Matthew and Brady love each other fiercely but my god are they competitive. Family time is sacred but that doesn't mean they take things easily.

Chantal suggesting that they all go to a summer fair won't change that either. I'm going to say you're dating one of them (your choice!) and this is your first time going to a summer fair with the family. Sure, Taryn, Keith and Chantal all warn you what the brothers are like but my god you could never have prepared yourself.

Competing over the fried food is bad enough. It's absolutely nothing they would eat during their seasons at all, and while the rest of you pick an item or two each and share, taking bites to try each others, Matthew and Brady would for sure take it upon themselves to have an eating competition, either making their own one up on the spot or joining an official one. Brady might win this one, but did either of them really win? Like, really? no winner can come of stuffing themselves silly.

Stupidly, the next move is the rides - and even though they both feel absolutely vile, somehow they end up competing to see how many times they can go on the rides before they puke. Taryn would just laugh and pat your shoulder in commiseration, walking off with Chantal to do literally anything else, leaving you with Keith, who would for sure also be laughing at his sons. Idiot boys, both of them - and yet here you are, watching and waiting for them to stop being dumbasses (they will never stop).

Unfortunately the puking only gives the two of them a second wind - they're ready to ramp up the day.

Thankfully your boyf does pay you some attention, holding your hand and drinking some water while his brother drinks water too, Keith leading the way across the fair to find Taryn and Chantal.

But then they would absolutely get distracted again, betting on the pig races, playing all of the rigged games, not giving up until they win something each which takes forever (by which time Taryn and Chantal have found you and Keith, and have brought you actual food while you watch the brothers with fond exasperation).

You dread to think how much money they spend on the games, no, you actually don't want to know. But they do eventually win a stupid little bracelet each as well as your boyf winning you a tiny stuffed toy, which earns you teasing from Taryn for sure. But it's cute - at least he hasn't forgotten you entirely in his battle with his brother.

By the time the end of day concert comes round, you would need the drink as much as anyone would, so you would be pretty liberal with how many beers/hard lemonades/idk you drink. Matthew and Brady? Sloppy drunks. But at this point you wouldn't expect anything else, and their happy smiles match your drunk happy energy, so you wouldn't care. Neither of them care either, and even though Keith and Taryn have to help you drag them back to the car, it's worth it.

Even if both of them start snoring as soon as Keith starts driving, passed out and drooling (Taryn would take photos, naturally) in the backseat.

(you'd get your apology the next morning, no problem. your boyf was raised better than that even if he is sheepish with his hangover).