#birthday — 1217

[ducktoonsfanart]

Donald Duck, José Carioca (Zé Carioca) and Panchito Pistoles as superheroes as Duck Avenger (Paperinik), Green Bat and El-Gallo-Loco - Donald Duck Week - The Three Caballeros Month

Although I'm already late, unfortunately I had problems with the internet last week and I didn't manage to finish my drawing that I intended. By the way, it started at the beginning of last week and only recently finished. It's definitely time for one of my favorite topics, superheroes. Three Caballeros in action!

Donald Duck is certainly a superhero as Duck Avenger (Paperinik) who appeared in 1969, and his second version in 1996 in PKNA (Paperinik New Adventures) and is mostly represented in Italian comics. However, his partners are also superheroes in their own ways. Jose Ze Carioca has his second alter ego called Green Bat, which is inspired by Batman, otherwise he took inspiration from none other than Morcego Vermelho, translated as Red Bat, which is the superhero alter ego for Fethry Duck, Donald's cousin. Ze Carioca became Morcego Verde, translated as Green Bat. By the way, he first appeared in a comic in 1975 (Zé Carioca magazine #1217) and was mostly represented in Brazilian comics and was often a partner of Red Bat and belongs to the superhero club. He is often clumsy, but he is eager for his adventures and fighting crime. And of course Panchito as a professional wrestler or better as a superhero under the name "El Gallo Loco", otherwise a name obtained from a Mexican food (I'm not kidding). He appeared in the series The Legend of The Three Caballeros in the episodes "Pyramid-Life Crisis" and "Mexico à Go-Go" where he appeared as a professional wrestler, but can certainly be taken as his superhero alter ego.

Therefore, all three are superheroes and go into action in the fight against crime and crime, and there is certainly Uno Ducklair (computer android created by Everett Ducklair and mentor of Duck Avenger). I drew in my own style. And let's be clear, I didn't copy from @fantasticenthusiasttale (sorry), because I drew this even before that and we have completely different ideas, although it resembles quite a lot. I certainly drew in my own ways. I hope you like this drawing and this idea.

Feel free to like and reblog if you like, just don't copy these same ideas of mine without mentioning me, thanks. And happy Mexico Day which is celebrated on September 16th and happy Donald's 90th birthday by the way it was Friday the 13th last Friday so that's what I'm saying. Otherwise dedicated to @mesdelostrescaballeros2024.

[underforeversgrace]

would you like fries with that?

DannyMay2023 Day 20: Nasty Burger

title: would you like fries with that?

words: 1217

Summary: Danny wants to enjoy a meal with his friends. The ghosts say no.

Warnings: None

AU: D-Stabilized took place in season 2, before Reality Trip

Beta: @probably-dead

~~~~~~

“Is that gonna be all for you today, Danny? It’s only half as much nasty as you normally get.” Valerie said with a grin, keying the order into the terminal.

Danny sighed dramatically. “It’s diet time. I’ve got to keep up my flawless figure!”

Valerie snorted in laughter, merely rolling her eyes as Danny handed her the cash. “I’ll bring it to you three when it’s ready,” she said, setting the money in the register and fishing out his change.

“You’re the best, Val!” Danny responded, grinning.

“And don’t you forget it!” She immediately shot back, mirroring his grin.

“Couldn’t if I tried.” He said honestly as he moved away from the counter, dropping his change into his wallet. “Because you’re also the best human at shooting my ass.” He muttered as he slid into the booth next to Tucker, knowing both he and Sam heard the interaction.

“One of these days you’re gonna have to stop flirting with a girl who routinely tries to murder you,” Sam said, throwing a glare in Valerie’s direction.

“And return to flirting with the girl who has murdered him twice?” Tucker asked, holding onto his chin in pretend deep thought.

“Want me to murder you too?”

“Uh… nope! Never mind! I said nothing!”

Danny laughed, enjoying the moment. It was finally summer vacation after freshman year and, despite a rocky start to the summer - what with the whole being ousted to the world and nearly experimented on by the government until he had managed to reset memories - the summer was going nicely. He’d just turned fifteen a few days ago and had a good birthday party with his friends and family. Even the ghosts had been leaving him alone recently, though he didn’t know why. He was absolutely not complaining about it! School started back in a week for sophomore year and he was really hopeful for a better school year than the previous one had been.

“If I stopped talking to people who tried to murder me, I’d have to move out from my house,” Danny joked.

“Or, you could, y’know… tell them.” Sam said, a discussion they’d had several times.

Danny just shrugged. “Eventually! We know they’ll take it okay now. But I still wanna, like, come out to them on my own terms.”

“Ah, have the gays claimed another of the few good guys?” Valerie asked, setting the tray with the trio’s food on it in.

Danny felt his cheeks heat up as a blush spread across them. “Uh, um, uh…”

Tucker, Ancients bless him, intervened. “Hey! I’m right here!”

Valerie looked at him pointedly, made a face, then returned to Danny. “Like I said, one of the few good ones?”

Danny really needed to think before he spoke in public, didn’t he? He couldn’t tell the girl he liked he was gay! “I’m… bi?” He said, trying to make it sound less like a question and more like a statement.

Valerie either didn’t notice his hesitation and took pity on him. “Ah, same.”

“You’re bi?” Sam asked, visibly more than a little surprised.

Valerie shrugged. “Guys are hot. Girls are hot. People who are neither and both are hot. What’s so shocking about that, Manson?”

“You don’t… look bi.”

“Not all bi people look like you, you know?”

Sam blushed as she was called out, mumbling something even Danny didn’t catch.

Valerie, smirking like she’d just won a battle, talked to Danny again. “I’m sure your parents’ll be fine with it, Danny. Weird as they are, they are very loving.”

Danny smiled shyly. “I know you’re right. It’s just still a lot, y’know?”

“I remember the feeling,” Valerie said. “Anyway, I’m on break, mind if I join?” She didn’t wait for a response as she slid into the seat next to Sam with a relieved sigh.

“Sure, slide right on in.” Sam said sarcastically.

“So, you guys ready for school to start next week?” Tucker asked, leading the conversation to more neutral territory.

From there, the discussion moved fairly easily, no awkward stutters or uncomfortable topics that needed to be avoided, impressive considering this was a ghost hunter, the half ghost arch enemy of said ghost hunter, and two ghost hunting sidekicks.

Well. It was going well until Danny’s ghost sense went off, a breath of blue air as ice water slid down his spine.

“What was tha-“ Valerie started, confused.

“My King!” A nasally voice called out and all four teens' heads snapped towards it, along with everyone else’s, as a cloaked ghost who was more eyeball than anything else hovered near the front entrance. “You are late!”

Danny saw Valerie tense out of the corner of his eye and was suddenly quite grateful she had chosen to sit with them for her break. She had no good excuse to run off on her own and start hunting the ghost.

He, however, had more pressing problems as the Observant floated over to him, rambling in a language Danny didn’t speak before stopping expectantly in front of him.

“My King!” The Observant said again, snapping his fingers in front of Danny’s face.

“King of the Losers, maybe,” Danny heard Dash joke a few tables over.

The Observant began to turn towards Dash, a blast growing in its hand. Danny’s brain finally kickstarted itself at that.

“King?” He asked.

The Observant sent a half formed blast towards Dash’s head, which the quarterback easily ducked under, squeaking in terror, before it returned its attention to Danny. “Yes, my King. You have missed your coronation.” It said, suddenly friendly and jovial again despite having just tried to injure someone.

“My King?” Valerie said.

“Coronation?” Sam asked.

“Aw, coronations have great food!” Tucker lamented.

“What the fuck?” Danny settled on.

“My King, did you not receive your summons?” It asked, clearly growing exasperated.

“Receive what?” Sam asked.

“My summons?” Danny asked.

“The food!” Tucker continued to mourn.

“What the fuck?” Valerie added helpfully.

“My liege, you are the High King of All Ghosts! Didn’t Cren tell you?”

“Who the fuck is Cren?” Danny asked.

The ghost - somehow - paled. “Oh no, Cren said he notified the Phantom child!”

“The fucking what?” Valerie asked, staring at Danny in confusion.

“Stop. Everyone just stop.” Tucker finally interjected, raising his hands up with his palms out. “You,” he said, pointing to the Observant, “have the wrong guy. Phantom isn’t here right now.”

If the Observant had a mouth, Danny thinks it would’ve dropped. “Phantom is right here, are you blind?” It called, gesturing towards Danny. “Danny Phantom, heir to throne of the High King of the Infinite Realms, opener of the Gateway, Bridge Between Life and Death, Savior of the Ghost Zone and Champion of the Mortals, is sitting right there!”

Danny just paled the more the Observant talked, punctuating each word while jabbing its finger towards Danny’s very much human face.

At just the perfect time, Jazz and Danielle, also human now, ran through the doors of the Nasty Burger.

“Danny!” Dani called. “I need to tell you-!” She stopped when she saw the Observant and Danny’s pale face. “Oh. I’m late.”

Sudden realization dawned onto Valerie’s face and she stared at Danny. “Oh, have you got to be kidding me right now.”

Not knowing what else to do, Danny just muttered.

“Fuck.” 

[just-endless-nonsense]

Sam Piper

Sam thinks Mink is adorable. Sam thinks Dan is adorable. Sam thinks Abel is adorable. Sam thinks Taun is adorable. Sam thinks Quill is adorable. Sam thinks Kish'ta is adorable. Sam thinks Abyss is adorable. Sam... well, you get the picture. Sam "Magpie" Piper was the first succubus born into Ambrose's clan after his ascension. Knowing what she was from childhood, she still allowed her headwings to be a "surprise" to see how her village would respond. They responded by locking her in a potato cellar. She in turn responded by developing a hobby of potato-carving. When that got boring (about an hour later), she escaped, busting the cellar doors open and leaving the potatoes arranged into the words "see you next timc," having run out of potatoes before she could finish the "e" in "time." After escaping the cellar, she reunited with her parents, who brought her to Ambrose. Since then, Sam has served as Ambrose's representative at SAIA. Because Ambrose's clan does not "officially" use SAIA, Sam does not attend clan meetings. Instead, she serves as a messenger and delivery girl. At SAIA, she gained the nickname "Magpie" for her fondness for shiny things and tendency to not ask before taking them. As of DMFA canon (using Abel's 400th birthday as a benchmark) Sam is 1217 years old, and has two sons: one in clan Owona and one in clan Dimanika. Her Owona-clan son has three children of his own, a son in clan Taun and a pair of semi-identical M/F twins in clan Zezzuva. Sam's clan symbol is to the left of her navel, and she likes to joke that her emotional affiliation is "math, violets, and bitter ale." Her current hobby is researching the differences in strength between large clans with no Clan Leader and small clans with one, which is about fifty percent books on clan genealogy, fifty percent trying to talk Jin-clan cubi into "breeding for science." Character adopted from SuccubusAdoptions on deviantArt.

[hoie1217]

1217🐑Happy Birthday to Me😆 ㊗️我愛的妳與你們身體健康💪🏽 ㊗️愛我與識我的你天天快樂😁 #祝我瘦多五磅啦 🤭 https://www.instagram.com/p/CmQWAp_v03q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[surskip]

my birthday scp is a weird office complex and any cat near it

[cryoqi]

heard it was ur birthday 🤨🤨⁉️⁉️ happy birthday bae😪 — leorio$

omg leorio 😍😍😍 yes it is my bday today 🥶😈🔥 thank u, u better get me something good with all ur jenny ok???

[ladyorlandodream]

Lady Dimitrescu-tag FanFiction List PART 6

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 7

1101) Bittersweet Scars (Chapters in progress)

1102) not in my good satantic cul de sac (short story)

1103) How Did You Love? (Chapters in progress)

1104) Sea of Emotions (Chapters in progress)

1105) "and always, there is hunger / i will admit that i do not know if i should hold you or eat you." (Chapters in progress)

1106) The Gifts of Desecration (Chapters in progress)

1107) Vampiric Love (Chapters in progress)

1108) Lady Dimitrescu spanks Jean-Jacques Rousseau (short story)

1109) Some People Say A Man Is Made Outta Mud (Chapters in progress)

1110) Irreplaceable (Chapters in progress)

1111) Give In- A Lady D x Fem Reader Story (Chapters in progress)

1112) We're Going Home (short story)

1113) Look Out the Window (short story)

1114) A Hope in Hell (Chapters in progress)

1115) Shared Depths (Chapters in progress)

1116) 睡美人 (Chapters Completed)

1117) Everything You Never Wanted (Chapters in progress)

1118) Part Two: The Chase (short story)

1119) In Your Light (short story)

1120) the lady's hound (Chapters in progress)

1121) My crazy family (Chapters Completed)

1122) Within these walls our fates shall intertwine (Chapters in progress)

1123) I Dreamt of Yellow Flowers (Chapters in progress)

1124) white scars (Chapters in progress)

1125) Craving (Chapters in progress)

1126) Your walls are blizzards, but your center is a garden. (Chapters in progress)

1127) I'll take you anywhere you need to go (short story)

1128) Welcome to the Family, Boy (short story)

1129) Red Tainted Thorns (Chapters in progress)

1130) Ain’t So Tough (short story)

1131) You Pushed Yourself Too Far, Cassandra (short story)

1132) Tentalinigus (short story)

1133) A Pretentious Journey (Chapters in progress)

1134) Ask me to leave (Chapters in progress)

1135) Sanguis Virginis (Chapters in progress)

1136) Through fated stars (Chapters in progress)

1137) Bela and the maiden (Chapters Completed)

1138) maiden's virtue (Chapters in progress)

1139) The Tragedy of Salvatore Moreau (Chapters in progress)

1140) Looking Through (short story)

1141) Part of the Family (Chapters in progress)

1142) Behind Porcelain Eyes (Chapters in progress)

1143) something wretched & oh so beautiful (Chapters in progress)

1144) A Promise of a Lifetime of Love even after death (short story)

1145) Rough Day (short story)

1146) A Sacrifice To The Goddess...es (short story)

1147) Little Fawn (Chapters in progress)

1148) Дневник Моро (short story)

1149) The Adventures of Ethan Winters and His Friend (Chapters in progress)

1150) I'm all hers (Chapters in progress)

1151) Ethan's Romp in The Village (Chapters in progress)

1152) Famished Follies and a Flower (short story)

1153) Suck the Blood from My Wound (short story)

1154) Ophelia (Chapters in progress)

1155) Everything Right, Still Not Enough (Chapters in progress)

1156) The enemy of my enemy is my friend? (Chapters in progress)

1157) The Horse Lord's Morning Glory (Chapters in progress)

1158) What Lies Beneath (Chapters in progress)

1159) Won't Bite (Chapters Completed)

1160) Into The Realm Of Supernaturals (Chapters in progress)

1161) little sister. (Chapters in progress)

1162) We Lay in Our Graves (short story)

1163) meet me in the pale moonlight (short story)

1164) A Dinner? (short story)

1165) Divine Taste (short story)

1166) Thorn In Her Side (short story)

1167) Resident Evil Village: An Alternate Path.

1168) Our Dear Hunter (Chapters in progress)

1169) Lady in Black (Creative, I know) (Chapters in progress)

1170) Yes, my Lady. I see you. (Chapters in progress)

1171) Bite Me, Asshole (Chapters in progress)

1172) Finding One's self (Chapters in progress)

1173) The Maid's Diary (Chapters in progress)

1174) Die Schöne und das Biest (Chapters in progress)

1175) Death's Angel (Chapters in progress)

1176) Sit on me, Lady (short story)

1177) Risking Just Enough (Chapters in progress)

1178) Ceasefire (short story)

1179) drunk on you (Chapters Completed)

1180) Pawns in Red (short story)

1181) Bound by Sins of the Past (Chapters in progress)

1182) Just Like You (short story)

1183) A Maiden for a Day (short story)

1184) Worried (short story)

1185) Diamonds and Rust (Chapters in progress)

1186) Partners (Chapters in progress)

1187) I'll Have The Usual (Chapters in progress)

1188) entomopathogenic (short story)

1189) Deflower me, my lady (short story)

1190) Desflórame, dama mía (short story)

1191) My Little Bugs (short story)

1192) Doncella depravada (short story)

1193) A Modest Proposal (short story)

1194) dragon's maiden (Chapters in progress)

1195) Blood Hell Night (Chapters in progress)

1196) A Peculiar Servant (Chapters in progress)

1197) The Pet of House Dimitrescu (short story)

1198) Sleepy Cuddles (short story)

1199) Happy Family (Chapters in progress)

1200) Lady Dimitrescu (short story)

1201) Anything and Everything (All of the time) (Chapters in progress)

1202) You Feel Pure (short story)

1203) In the Dragon's Claws (Chapters in progress)

1204) Tales of the side of the road. (Chapters in progress)

1205) The Son of Dimitrescu (Chapters Completed)

1206) Can We Try? (Chapters Completed)

1207) Paying Your Respects (Chapters Completed)

1208) Tentacle Entanglement (short story)

1209) The Final Waltz (short story)

1210) Little Red Dress (short story)

1211) a new home, a new family (Chapters in progress)

1212) Adventures in the Village (Chapters in progress)

1213) Lady Dimitrescu's New Vintage (Chapters in progress)

1214) Feed the Machine (Chapters in progress)

1215) A lifetime and an eternity after (short story)

1216) ses terribles jeux (short story)

1217) The Metal Doll (Chapters in progress)

1218) olly olly oxenfree (Chapters in progress)

1219) Till Death Do Us Part, or Not. (Chapters in progress)

1220) The Maid's Observation Notes - Short Stories (Chapters in progress)

1221) Mandatory High School AU That No One (Except Daniela Dimitrescu) Asked For (Chapters in progress)

1222) Daughter of Dione: Is Thirty Seconds All I Have? (Chapters in progress)

1223) Book of Pyroclasm (Chapters in progress)

1224) Don't Want Your Heart (Between My Teeth) (Chapters in progress)

1225) The Book of Blood and Bedlam (Chapters in progress)

1226) Metal and Blood (Chapters in progress)

1227) A Sentimental Noose (Chapters Completed)

1228) How could I refuse? (Chapters in progress)

1229) Village of Gods and Angels (Chapters in progress)

1230) Dream (short story)

1231) Heavy (short story)

1232) How an immortal dies (short story)

1233) Wir werden sehen (short story)

1234) What's that coming over the hill? (Is it a monster?) (Chapters in progress)

1235) Sorrow, Joy, Rage, and Pleasure (Chapters in progress)

1236) Built on a Lie (Chapters in progress)

1237) “ Dress Up ” (short story)

1238) Mother Mia (Chapters in progress)

1239) Măr de Sânge (Chapters in progress)

1240) Hard-wired tragedys (Chapters in progress)

1241) Are you Single? (Chapters in progress)

1242) butterflies in your stomach (short story)

1243) A Cold Village (Chapters in progress)

1244) all i want is to be your harbor (Chapters in progress)

1245) Comfort (short story)

1246) Ichor & Steel (Chapters Completed)

1247) A Missing Link (short story)

1248) Can't Get No (short story)

1249) The Daughters, The Lady and You (short story)

1250) My Darling (Chapters in progress)

1251) Something Wicked (Chapters in progress)

1252) Screws (Chapters Completed)

1253) Mother is God, in the eyes of her children (Chapters in progress)

1254) Resident Evil | Family (Chapters in progress)

1255) The Turn of the Screw (Chapters in progress)

1256) Absolution (Chapters in progress)

1257) Before Winter starts (Chapters in progress)

1258) Beauty Is In The Eye of The Beholder (short story)

1259) 𝕹𝖊𝖝𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊: 𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖌 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 (Chapters in progress)

1260) Greater Innocence (Chapters in progress)

1261) Lady's Pet (short story)

1262) we'll both make it out alive, i promise (Chapters in progress)

1263) If I Catch Fire (Chapters in progress)

1264) Wenn Ich Weiß, Was Liebe Ist, Dann Wegen Dir || If I Know What Love Is, It Is Because Of You (Chapters in progress)

1265) Her Maiden (Chapters in progress)

1266) What's A Mother To Do? (Chapters in progress)

1267) The Huntress of Dimitrescu (Chapters in progress)

1268) I'm Begging for Mercy on my Mind (Chapters Completed)

1269) Tough as Thorns (Chapters Completed)

1270) Broken Telephone (short story)

1271) Re and dsmp crossover prompt (short story)

1272) Lady Dimitrescu/fem reader birthday special (short story)

1273) Unable to Stay, Unwilling to Leave (short story)

1274) Mystery of the blackwood family (Chapters in progress)

1275) Romantic Machinations (Chapters in progress)

1276) What We May Be (Chapters in progress)

1277) Best 10/10 (short story)

1278) Foggy Nightmares (Chapters in progress)

1279) Some Things Stay The Same And Some Times They Change (Chapters in progress)

1280) Bend and Break (Chapters in progress)

1281) Verbena (TRIGGER WARNING) (Chapters in progress)

1282) home (am i home?) (short story) (Chapters in progress)

1283) REtirement (Chapters in progress)

1284) Not-So-Rude Awakening (Chapters Completed)

1285) Mother is the Name for God (Chapters Completed)

1286) The Four Lord's Grace After Stories (Chapters in progress)

1287) Funny Things (Chapters in progress)

1288) The Carriage Ride Home (short story)

1289) The Dragon's Favorite Treasure (short story)

1290) the lightning says something, and the thunder answers back (short story)

1291) let's walk into the woods; (Chapters in progress)

1292) Drawn (Chapters in progress)

1293) Not All That Glitters is Gold (Chapters in progress)

1294) go back (short story)

1295) Instincts (Chapters in progress)

1296) what you're made of (Chapters Completed)

1297) Misery Loves Company (Chapters in progress)

1298) Your Dagger Upon My Sword (Chapters in progress)

1299) When Night Comes (Chapters in progress)

1300) Heimarmene (Chapters in progress)

1301) Till I breathe my last breath. (Chapters in progress)

1302) The shy dollmaker (Chapters in progress)

1303) Even The Scraps He Keeps (Chapters in progress)

1304) Period Piece (short story)

1305) Gender Euphoria (short story)

1306) Obsession of a Metal Man (Chapters in progress)

1307) Day of Rites (Chapters in progress)

1308) Moonlit Masters (Chapters in progress)

1309) Blood bag (Chapters in progress)

1310) Unfathomable Violence (Chapters in progress)

1311) Nightmare: A Karl Heisenberg story (Chapters in progress)

1312) Mercy for a Maiden (Chapters in progress)

1313) The Heir of the House of Beneviento (Chapters in progress)

1314) Adjustments (Chapters in progress)

1315) Plaything (short story) (Chapters in progress)

1316) Obsessed ➰ (Chapters in progress)

1317) Your Lord and Master (Chapters in progress)

1318) Hunted (Chapters in progress)

1319) The fifth lord (Chapters in progress)

1320) Phoenix Feeding (short story)

1321) Salvatore Moreau: Matchmaker Extraordinare! (Chapters in progress)

1322) The no.1 reaper apprentice finds out why Lady D is nicknamed as such (short story)

1323) Ethan the Pacifist (Chapters in progress)

1324) The Visit (Chapters in progress)

1325) Her Addiction (Chapters in progress)

1326) Will I Find My Home In You? (short story)

1327) Assistant To Aristocracy (Chapters in progress)

1328) The Lycan Queen (Chapters in progress)

1329) The Taste of Decay (Chapters in progress)

1330) A second chance (Chapters in progress)

1331) The Cellar (short story)

1332) Pretty Man-Thing (short story)

1333) I’d do anything for you (Chapters Completed)

1334) Little Dragon (Chapters in progress)

1335) Carnivore (Chapters in progress)

1336) Serendipity (Chapters in progress)

1337) Lady Dimitrescu x Maiden - Sanguis Virginis (Chapters in progress)

1338) The New Bela (Chapters Completed)

1339) Any Means Necessary (Chapters in progress)

1340) Make Me Worse, Make Me Better (Chapters in progress)

[quiffle]

@tytoalbion tagged me to answer 20 questions and tag 20 people (i dont know 20 people but ill tag someone)

Name: Adam

Pronouns: he/him

Zodiac Sign: Aries

Height: 6′2″

Time: 12:30am

Birthday: April 2

Nationality: english

Fave bands/groups: ermmm Frightened Rabbit, Pale Waves... the list goes on so ill stop early

Fave solo artists: to name a few out of many: Frank Turner, Rina Sawayama, Dolly Parton... the same as above

Last show you binged: Derry Girls for the 100th time

When you made your blog: 2011 i think?

Why you chose your URL: my mate and i tried to think of an xbox live name years ago and quiffle became a thing 

Following count: 359

Follower count: 1217

Average sleep hours: it changes nightly 

Last thing you googled: non-stick frying pan :)

Other/side blogs: i may have one (well i have 4 blogs two i use sometimes and two collecting dust)

Lucky number: never had one

Instrument: never played any properly but i tried drums and keyboard

Currently wearing: hoodie and boxers coz im a comfy boi

Dream trip: way too many places but going back to korea and japan 

Fave food: rice

Fave song: currently its Tokyo Love Hotel - Rina Sawayama

Top three fictional universe: His Dark Materials, i love Neil Gaimans Neverwhere, anddddd Stardust (theres a lot more but thats all im allowed)

gonna tag: @goodyprostate @coalescent-space @gazerov @kitsune-kaos @yddaw 

[cryoqi]

FFS HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY JADE ILYSMMMM

OH THANK YOU MAR ILYSM MORE 😍 !!!!!!

[morningmask27]

birthday opening debrief. after two days of opening chests i got a grand total of 1012017 treasure and 1217 gems. a lot of apparel and many familiars i didn’t have. tomorrow i’ll open my wind egg and other miscellaneous chests i got over time (3 of the festival crates and other random stuff)

[timetogoslumming]

Fic Masterlist

I’m putting this under the cut because boy howdy, this is long. But basically, this is my Newsies fic masterpost, split into categories. I’ll try to keep this updated, but I make no promises.

(feel free to share!)

Camp Mountain Ridge Universe

Mountain Ridge Camp for Boys (62,710 words)

David was just looking for a summer job when he applied to work at Mountain Ridge Camp for Boys. He had no idea how much would change. For the first time in his life, David is part of a brotherhood, but not everyone is on the same side.

He’s going to dump me (929 words) 

Spot's birthday is coming up and Race is acting suspicious.

I Dare You (2121 words)

Inspired by an anonymous request from tumblr: "pst i dare you to write something on ao3 in your other summer camp series and have race idk get hurt in the pool or nearly drown and everyone finally sees protective spot and yeah please i dare you"

Somewhere quiet and dark (1217 words)

Jack finds Davey, who is just getting over a panic attack at camp.

Code Black (2788 words)

Les and David get into a fight and it turns into an emergency.

Return to Mountain Ridge (66,282 words)

This is the sequel to Mountain Ridge Camp for Boys. Davey makes his way back to camp for a second summer. There have been some changes.

Camp Mountain Ridge - The Summer Before (15,494 words)

We know the Camp Mountain Ridge that Davey joined. How did things get that way? Where did it all start?

Miscellaneous Multi-chapter fics

The Bear Creek Market (31,379 words, in progress)

When Sarah can't run her table at the local farmer's market, her brothers step up. Big autumn vibes.

Survivor: Newsies (6263 words, currently unfinished)

It's the Survivor AU that no one wanted! Here in Fiji, eighteen Americans come together to compete against each other in the ultimate game. They’ll have to survive the elements but more than that, they’ll have to survive each other. Who will be the one to claim the million dollar prize and the title of sole survivor?

Javid

Jack shows off his tattoos (392 words)

The Trip (2212 words)

Jack plans a romantic getaway for Davey and everything goes wrong.

Davey can’t take Les trick or treating. Jack helps. (1349 words)

Jack write fanfiction about Davey (702 words)

Jack and Davey shop for their first house (582 words) 

Jack and Davey go to Ikea (755 words)

Sprace

Traces of Something (3765 words) 

Sprace soulmate AU. The lines started appearing when Race was seventeen. One moment in class, he was working through a few physics problems, completely focused, and the next, he was staring at the black line on his arm. 

Rated PG for Smoking Images (2366 words)

Race tries to quit smoking.

The Captain and the Cadet (3586 words)

Spot and Race are both palace guards in a kingdom where guards are not allowed to have relationships. Race gets sent on assignment. Spot can't handle the stress.

Spot has a panic attack and Race tries to help (613 words)

Opportunity (768 words)

Race mourns the Opportunity rover and Spot isn’t helpful.

“i’m tired of being your secret” (635 words)

race finds out that spot missed out on a vital part of childhood. (1621 words)

Race actually lights his cigar for once (611 words)

Spot sends Race a late night text (327 words)

Spot talks in his sleep (549 words)

Ralbert

just a short melancholic thing ft. uncharacteristic Feelings from race (520 words)

Spalbert

Spot and Albert go to the fair (926 words)

Spralbert

Race and Albo Need Electricity (32,405 words)

Try as he might, Albert just can't get over the massive crush he has on his college roommate. But Race has his eyes on someone else.

Newsbians

Kath wants to dance with Sarah (566 words)

Christmas/Hanukkah-Related Fics

Davey Jacobs, the Hanukkah Elf (9250 words, currently unfinished)

Davey needs a job for the holidays and somehow becomes one of Santa's elves. Did anyone ever ask for the Newsies modern mall Christmas village au? absolutely not. am i doing it anyway? absolutely.

Davey and Kath celebrate Hanukkah together (458 words)

Jack struggles with a gift for Medda (397 words)

Sniper and Smalls decorate for Christmas (303 words)

Jack makes Spot go to the mall (435 words)

Davey works at Bath and Body Works. It’s awful. (497 words)

Sarah sells crafts at a holiday market (494 words)

Race and Albert get Christmas sweaters (326 words)

The Jacobs siblings go ice skating (436 words)

Romeo hosts a Christmas movie marathon (647 words)

Crutchie, JoJo, and Finch go see the Christmas lights (476 words)

Smalls and Albert go Christmas shopping together (281 words)

Sprace make a gingerbread house (531 words)

Davey and Les make latkes (524 words)

Specs and Romeo decorate the tree with Specs’ daughter (539 words)

Newsbians bake cookies (302 words)

Miscellaneous Drabbles

Spot and Davey compare childhood dreams (290 words)

This Magic Moment (2257 words)

yall know that iconic pool scene from the sandlot? here it is. this is essentially plagiarized.

Specs’ glasses break (476 words)

[pipsqueakparker]

pipsqueakparker’s fic masterlist

decided that this might be a fun thing to do and keep my focus for a while, so i’m finally compiling all of my AO3 fics and tumblr drabbles together here! separated by series & rating, hopefully i’ll keep this updated, please enjoy and pardon that i don’t use proper summaries just the ‘AKA’ titles that i always give my fics. 

SERIES

dirty little secrets;

tags: first kiss, secret relationship, watford eighth year AU

1. kiss me, AKA The One Where Simon Snow Actually Figured It Out (T) 2. don’t tell anyone, AKA The Accidental Sequel To That One Ficlet (T) 3. who has to know, AKA The One Where The Boys Really Test Their Abilities To Keep Secrets (G)

gamer-guru playlist; 

tags: youtuber AU, non-magical, gamer simon/beautuber baz, pining, (eventual first kisses and the like) 

1. Like & Subscribe, AKA The One Where Simon & Baz Are YouTubers & Secretly In Love (G)

a five-years-later au; 

tags: christmas fic, proposal fic, and just lots of dirty, dirty deeds, honeymoon, turning

1. you’re a fit one, mr. grinch, AKA The One Where It’s Their Fifth Anniversary And Simon Has Some Questionable Kinks (E) 2. new memories, AKA Another One Where Baz Proposes (E) 3. for-fucking-ever, AKA The One With The Honeymoon (E)

MULTI-CHAPTER

simon snow’s guide to the perfect pride, AKA Simon & Baz Attend Their First Pride (Complete, 3/3) 

tags: post-carry on AU, pride fic, vacation fic

RATING: GENERAL

the one with baz’s ridiculous beauty routines, AKA does what it says on the tin (words: 1335)

tags: post-canon, drabble

read to me, AKA The One Where We All Indulge In The Idea Of Baz Reading To Simon Cause It’s Cute Okay? (words: 1316) 

tags: drabble, fluff

new year’s eve, AKA The One With The Semi-Cliche NYE Kiss (words: 1565) 

tags: drabble, first kiss

tell me you need me, AKA The One Where Simon Wants To Be Wanted (words: 1407)

tags: drabble, fluff

that tickles, AKA The One Where Simon Finds Out Something New (words: 803) 

tags: drabble, tickling, morning fluff

i missed you, AKA The One Where Baz Is A Big Ol’ Softie (words: 440) 

tags: drabble, fluff

1:24 AM, AKA The One Where Baz & Simon & Their Cat Cuddle (words: 900) 

tags: drabble, sleepy cuddles 

swing, AKA The One Where Simon & Baz Make Out In A Park (words: 762) 

tags: drabble, post-CO, pre-WS, fluff & snogging

baz’s first halloween, AKA The One Where Simon & Baz Take Mordelia Trick or Treating (words: 2312) 

tags: domestic fluff, halloween fic

Eclipsed, AKA The Sad One Post Break-Up (words: 971) 

tags: post-WS, angst

the one where they’re lesbians, AKA The One Where They’re Lesbians (words: 1217) 

tags: genderswap, fluff

the taste of my love, AKA The One With Their First Valentine’s Day (words: 3568)

tags: valentine’s fic, firsts, fluff

five more minutes, AKA The One With Soft, Sleepy Kisses And Cuddles (words: 456)

tags: drabble, fluff

night terrors, AKA The One Where Baz Sleeps In Simon’s Arms, Peacefully (words: 1065)

tags: drabble, watford AU

overgrown, AKA The One With Sleepy Sofa Snuggles (words: 390)

tags: drabble

RATING: TEEN & UP

confetti & communication, AKA The One Where Baz Is On A Curious Search (words: 1035) 

tags: mention of sex toys, early relationship

getting better, AKA The One Where Simon Just Wants to Be A Fool in Love (words: 3060) 

tags: fluff & light angst, confessions of love, early relationship, post-canon 

a selfish request, AKA The One Where Baz Should Be Doing Anything Else (words: 349) 

tags: drabble

heavy sleeper, AKA The One Where Simon Has to Wake Baz, Creatively (words: 929) 

tags: drabble, fluff

hold me, AKA The One Where Baz Is Low-Key Affection-Starved And Asks For It (words: 536) 

tags: drabble, touch-starved, baz being horny for general affection

three years, AKA The One Where Baz... (words: 1873) 

tags: drabble, idiots in love, proposal fic

Homemade, AKA The One For Baz’s Birthday (words: 3006)

tags: birthday fic, fluff

frail, AKA The One Where Simon Isn’t Fragile (words: 1369)

tags: drabble, love confession

seven minutes, AKA The One With The Dumb Party Game (words: 1269)

tags: drabble, first kiss

solid-c’s, AKA The One Where Baz Distracts Simon This Time (words: 908)

tags: drabble, fluff

better than fighting, AKA The One That’s Just Gratuitously Making Out (words: 485) 

tags: drabble, they’re just making out folks

the snack that smiles back, AKA, The One Where Simon Is The Greatest Boyfriend Ever (words: 2150) 

tags: future fic, domestic bliss, blood drinking

it’s all about intentions, AKA Simon’s Birthday Fic 2020 (words: 3485)

tags: birthday fluff, happy birthday simon snow

RATING: MATURE 

f.y.e, AKA The One Where Simon Really Is Trying To Be The Downfall of Baz’s Education (words: 563) 

tags: drabble, simon distracting baz

3 times baz didn't mean to use his thrall + 1 time he did (a butter & jam remix), AKA The One Where Baz’s Thrall Is The Only Plot Point (words: 3232)

tags: thrall, remixed fic, mild sexual content, implied thrall fornicating

RATING: EXCPLICIT 

Brought to Heel, AKA The One Where Baz Wears Heels And... More (Then Less) (words: 7982) 

tags: porn without plot, porn with feelings

pleasin’ season, AKA The One Where They Get Off In The Kitchen This Time (words: 1452) 

tags: thirsty boys, hand jobs

adequate, AKA The One Where They Make A Mess (words: 1332)

tags: first time, blow jobs

reflection, AKA The One Where They Finally Get Off (words: 3058)

tags: mutual masturbation, post-WS, porn with feelings

double vision, AKA The One Where There Are Two Bazes (words: 5502)

tags: clone/doppleganger sex, gratuitous oral sex

[shapeshiftersandfire]

review (iv)

cw: bbu general warning, pet whump, dehumanization, heavily implied kidnapping, mention of physical discipline, discussion of memory wiping

taglist: @eatyourdamnpears​ @mackerelgray​ @writingbyjillian​ @the-inkwell-variable​ @ladywithalamp​

masterlist

Tick tick tick tick and the gentle rustle of papers, two large pieces of notepad paper with thin lines and equally thin letters crawled across the pages, detailing the life of WRU’s newest arrival in only a few short sections. Each day, each hour, the same set of documents reaches Corrine Haverson’s desk, and each time, the information is different. Birthdays spanning the decade before the new millennium, more and more reaching into the current times as the years dragged on. A wide array of personalities and hobbies and future ventures that will all be wiped away in a matter of weeks, leaving behind a new person, with no ties to the outside world, with no hobbies or ventures and an entirely new personality.

Nothing about the information on the pages before her strikes Corrine as particularly divergent. All the necessary tidbits are there, parents the trainee will never see again, much less remember, a birthday they’ll soon forget, a name that will mean nothing and a number that will be all they know before they’re given a new name by a new owner to start a new life. All old information, to be locked away where only those with power are allowed to see, washed away from the trainee’s grasp to be replaced with the new.

The single piece of information that stands out to her in any respect is the trainee’s condition: Albinism. Certain limitations will have to be made in training. Batons, always the favorite of the handlers, will have to be used in extreme moderation. No prospective will want a girl whose bruises are brighter than the full moon and take longer to fade than the high tide.

Some, Corrine thinks, will want her for that reason alone. But marketing is half the game: if the girl is covered in bruises for her online photo, no one will have any interest in damaged goods.

No matter. Corrine has already viewed the girl’s intake footage. Small, squirrelly, easily frightened, with no drive to fight and all the mind to give in to the handlers and be good. A handful of handlers comes to mind as perfect matches for the girl. No one too sadistic, no one too prone to physical violence, no one too prone to yelling or verbal abuse. No, no. Corrine has been in this business long enough to understand the nuance of the trainee-handler bond. A trainee was only as good as her handler, much like a dog was only as good as their trainer. A perfect trainee came from the perfect matched handler. And for the newest addition, 657128, Corrine already has one name in mind: Eva Bronsky, veteran handler, whose gentle ways with the more skittish trainees produced stellar results and some of the more satisfied customers Corrine has ever had.

Second only to Renée Jensen, if she might say, whose work spoke for itself. But Renée was a tad to heavy-handed for 657128’s personality, who required more finesse and a gentler touch. As it was, Renée had enough on her plate.

Corrine reviews the pages again. Something among the careful scribed letters and flowy font has Mr. Matthews spooked. A thin layer of sweat shines on his forehead in the cloudy gray light of the midmorning, and he’s yet to meet Corrine’s eyes for longer than a fleeting half-second. Matthews is a hummingbird without a flower, desperate for a source of energy, a release from his apparent distress, before he collapses and dies of exhaustion.

“And what seems to be the problem, Mr. Matthews?” Corrine sets the papers down on her desk, the rustling overpowering the steady tick tick tick of the clock, counting down the waning moments of her patience. Patience—a virtue when Corrine needs it to be. A vice, when she doesn’t.

Badge 1217 is causing a ruckus again, and the senior handlers are getting impatient. Perhaps it’s time for his contract to be…modified. Or perhaps she can find a new use for him.

“I see nothing out of the ordinary on this form.”

“Yes, yes,” the hummingbird man agrees, “of course, but you see,” and here he pauses to dab the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief, the edges fraying, a string of blue hanging from one corner, “the girl insisted her birth year was…earlier than is normal.” His lack of elaboration pricks at Corrine’s patience. Digging for information is not her strong suit, nor her hobby. Having the information, on the other hand, properly put together and presented to her to do with what she pleases, is much more her speed.

“Go on.” Matthews is overly nervous, not uncharacteristically so, but something in the way his nervousness presents, as something closer to paranoia than anxiety, has Corrine intrigued.

“She insists her birth year is, well, is 1880,” the man says. Again he dabs his forehead, in vain, perhaps, because no handkerchief will be enough to slow the return of the sheen on his skin. Still he doesn’t look at Corrine, eyes darting around the room, in search of some other means of stimulation.

And while he scans the room like a frightened gazelle, the revelation stills Corrine like a tiger in the brush. 1880. Only a handful of individuals, to her knowledge, exist in the world that are that old, that have lived to see the events of the year, the rise of industrialization in America and all that came after it. Those individuals, of course, are the shapeshifters, far and few between according to public record, but much more numerous if her instincts are to be believed.

It’s the older ones that hide themselves away. They’ve seen more destruction of their kind than those who came after them. History is doomed to be forgotten, lest the elders teach the youngsters their past. And they always do, don’t they? She can’t rely on age to wash away agreements and contracts and promises. Unfortunate, really.

For humanity, at least.

“And her species?”

Matthews, remembering she’s there, shakes his head incredulously. His forehead creases, glasses threatening to slip off the tip of his nose; he looks more like her senior year science teacher than he does a man who collects the information of the damned, the white rabbit heralding their arrival in a land of madness; the ferryman, leading them across the white river to their new reality. “Human.”

One word, and the breath is pressed from Corrine’s lungs. Human. Born in 1880, but human. “Impossible.”

“Thora confirmed,” Matthews stutters, “there were no Marks on her. No evidence she’s anything but human.”

By all rights, nothing about this makes an ounce of sense. A girl born in 1880, yet UnMarked and promising she’s human, all confirmed by Handler Thora, whose expertise on this matters is immeasurably invaluable to the company. Everything about it feels forbidden and enticing, a fruit on the Tree that will bring heavenly fire down on her yet worth it all the same. The gears begin turning in Corrine’s head. But none of it will matter if she isn’t of age.

“Is she eighteen?”

Matthews, to his credit, looks surprised for a moment, pausing from wiping his brow for the umpteenth time to finally look Corrine in the eye and gage the weight of the question. His mouth opens, the closes, then opens again, soundlessly, until he at last answers, “Yes.” Not once, Corrine realizes, has the man addressed her properly. This time, she’s willing to let it slide. After all, he’s provided her with such important information, a tantalizing piece of bait she can hook the right fish with if she uses it well enough.

She leans back in her chair, a low shriek drowning the clock yet again. “Then we never speak of this again. So long as the girl is eighteen and human and UnMarked, as you say she is, we can have our claim to her. I take it Thora has her on the drip?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Yes, she can forgive ever other instance of improper address, or lack thereof.

“Good. Rest easy then, Jefferson. I will take it from here.”

The man’s face pales with relief. He hurriedly collects his things, nearly forgetting to leave the remainder of the new trainee’s paperwork with Corrine, and departs the office as quickly as he came in.

[ladywinterwitch]

A Little Incident

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of blood (period), a tiny bit of worry, fluff, Seb being a sweetheart

Word Count: 1217

Summary: You’ve been dating for two months. One night, you’re peacefully sleeping together, until an unexpected incident happens.

                                            (gif not mine)

You stayed to your boyfriend’s home to sleep that night. It had become more and more frequent in the last few weeks. You and Sebastian have been knowing each other for a year by now. You met thanks to your best friend’s brother, who is one of his best friends. He organized a party for his birthday and introduced you there. You quickly became friends, and then after a few months you confessed that you had feelings for each other and never separated.That day had been a relatively calm day. You woke up to Sebastian rehearsing his new script out loud while making breakfast for the two of you. You stopped at the door, leaning on the wall nearby, a smile tugging your lips. He turned around with the paper in one hand and a plate full of pancakes in the other, freezing when he saw you. He let out a little embarassed laugh and grinned at you.

-Hey. Breakfast’s ready.- he said putting down the dish. You walked towards him placing a hand on his cheek before giving him a kiss.

-It smells amazing, thankyou.- he nods with a little smile, sitting next to you. The table already set with coffe, milk, fruit and some choccolate.

-Why all this goodies this morning?- you asked with a hint of tease in you voice. He shrugged, taking a bite of pancake into his mouth.

-Just wanted to do something nice.- you bite your lower lip, then bend a little to place a kiss on clothed shoulder.

-You always do.-

-

The rest of the day went smoothly, you worked from home on your computer and Sebastian went out in the morning and came back in the late afternoon for dinner. You dined together and then watched an episode of The Handmaid’s Tale before going to bed.

You felt a little headache but you didn’t bother too much. You were just happy to go to bed really. So you went under the covers, cuddled with Seb for a few minutes and then you fell into a slumber.

At some point you woke up because you had to pee, but as far as you were a little more lucid, you feel wetness on the bed under you. You freeze and turn to look at Sebastian, which was giving you his back, still deeply asleep.

You frown in confusion and as delicatetely as possible you put aside the sheets and open your legs to investigate, but obviously it was too dark to see. You take your phone from the nightstand turning on the torch. Horror invaded you when you saw a quite big spot on the sheets. You touched it and your digits were coloured with red, confirming your fear.

-Fuck.- you mouthed a curse, then you got up and thinking quickly you opened one of the dresser’s drawers and grabbed a pair of Sebastian’s black boxers and ran to the bathroom. Your period went about ten days early and you weren’t prepared. You washed yourself and your hands and thanked whoever God above that it was hot enough to sleep in just your panties and T-Shirt (Sebastian’s actually, but still) so you didn’t get your sweatpants dirty. Which couldn’t be said for your cotton cream panties.

You opened the sink and left them soaking there just enough time to take out from your bag the emergency pad and then putting on your grey sweatpants. While you washed the panties with soap you started to panic a bit. What preoccupied you was Sebastian’s reaction. How would he react? Was he going to be an asshole? Did he never wanted to see you anymore? Would he be disgusted with you?

But you had to tell him. At least to let you take off the blood dirty sheets to wash them or take them to the laundry the next day. You winced, already starting to feel the sharp pain in your lower belly. You took a deep breath and went to wake up Sebastian.

You squatted down in front of him and called his name softly, after a few tries you added a hand on his cheek, almost feather light like. He sighed softly and then opened his eyes, as soon as he saw your face he straightened up grabbing your arm calmly. He turned the bed lamp on.

-Hey honey, what’s wrong?- he whispered still half asleep. You spontaneously begin to sob as he turns the light on and gets up from the bed to hug you close, now fully awake. -I..I’m sorry I didn’t mean to…it’s so gross..let me just wash it please or maybe I could- he had a confused look. He stopped and shushed you gently. -What are you talking about? What happened?- then he looked down and rose and eyebrow. -Weren’t you in those cute lace panties before?- -That’s the problem! I…had a little accident.- you blush furiously hugging yourself in a protective manner, your cry almost gone. He tilts his head on the side in that cute way of his, furrowing his brows.

-Did you pee yourself…?- she shook her head vigorously. -No..for God’s sake I’m not ten! I.. it came a lot earlier than it was supposed to…- she cut it off hoping he would understand. He looked at her side of the bed and saw the ugly red stain. -Oh… - then he returned quickly to look at her, placing one hand to her cheek and the other on her waist. -I’m not really an expert, but that seems like a lot. Are you alright?- he spoke carefully and searched for her gaze. -That’s kinda normal, really. And yes, I’m okay. Just really embarassed.- she said lowly, an almost invisible smile playing on her lips. He huffed out a breath and craddled her cheek.

-You were scared to tell me about something that it’s not only natural, but that you couldn’t even control? Love, I couldn’t care less about the sheets. I care about you. And speaking of, are you alright? You need anything?- he asked again. She tried to suppress her smile. His reaction was the best she could’ve hoped for honestly. But thinking about it, it wasn’t. She should’ve expected it from him, he’s too good and caring to behave like like an ass. And far too intelligent.

-Something for the pain, maybe an aspirine? I assume you don’t have ibrupofen. And also to take off those goddamn sheets, I can’t stand to see them I swear to God.- he chuckled. He went to the kitchen to get her the pill and a glass of water, meanwhile she started to take off the pillows, the bed covers and finally those damned sheets. Luckly enough the blood didn’t get past the mattress. She put everything in the shower, then he arrived and helped her get new sheets on and the rest of the things back in place.

She thanked him for the medicine, swallowed it and put the glass on the nightstand. Sebastian was already back under the covers, lights off, facing her. She layed down giving him one last kiss, then turned so he could spoon her. He wrapped an arm around her and started to rub his warm hand on her lower belly.

-Mmh..thankyou for understanding.- she murmured. He placed a little kiss on the back of her neck and responded -Don’t thank me. Now rest. Goodnight love.-

-G'night baby.-

Hi. I melted writing this. And also got WAY too high expectations in men, joke’s one me. Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did feel free to let me know

[cryoqi]

AAA HAPPY BIRTHDAY JADE ILY MWAH 🥺

THANK YOU SO MUCH MINA ILY MORE :((( 

[under-the-blue-sun]

blankets, coffees and afternoon naps

summary: Blankets, coffee and afternoon naps have become the new normal.

word count: 1217

rating: general audiences

warnings: profanity

note: just a collection of domestic moments between dan and phil during quarantine written for @stupidity-to-the-max for phandomgives. enjoy ♡

read on ao3

Blankets, coffee and afternoon naps have become the new normal.

Dan sighed fondly as he looked down at Phil sprawled across the couch. He had a bet with Dan that he would stay awake, but he was already fast asleep and fully relaxed, head resting on Dan’s lap, a thousand pillows burying him into the couch. He smiled faintly as he noticed Phil was wearing the mismatching socks he had given him for his 29th birthday. 

As if awoken by Dan’s thoughts, Phil blinked, slowly opening his eyes. 

“Hey.” Dan whispered softly.

“Hey.” Phil murmured, rubbing his eyes as he sat up from Dan’s lap, almost knocking over his half-full coffee mug. “How long was I out?”

“Only half an hour.” Dan said, suddenly shivering as Phil quickly left his legs, grasping his lukewarm coffee cup to conjure some warmth. “Now you have to take the garbage out.”

Phil groaned. “But Mellie is taking it out today, and I already had to deal with her two weeks ago.”

“You shouldn’t have bet on it.” Dan said, smirking arrogantly.

Phil buried his face in Dan’s lap again.

“Bitch.” he called out, muffled.

“Yeah, yeah. Now go back to sleep.”

-

“How do you deal with blocks?”

Phil frowned in confusion and looked up from his laptop, observing the source of the noise across him who was slamming his head on the table. “Blocks?”

“Yes!” Dan called out, exasperated. “Blocks.”

“Like chocolate blocks?” Phil joked, enjoying the annoyance continuing to write all over Dan’s face.

Dan sighed. “I meant like writer’s block.”

“Oh.” Phil said, shrugging and returning to type. “I don’t know. Write about...your mum.”

Dan squinted at him. “You write. How do you cure writer’s block?”

“Well, it’s gonna sound cheesy.”

“Tell me.” Dan said immediately.

Phil stopped typing and looked up, smiling softly. “I write about you.”

Dan rolled his eyes. “Oh, shut up.”

“It’s true!” Phil exclaimed. “You always give me inspiration to write. there’s so much to write about you.”

“Like what?”

“Well, how you’re kind and soft, even if you pretend not to be, and that you give the best advice, and the best kisses, and you make the best Indian food on this apartment floor, and- you’re just fishing for compliments now.”

“Yup.” Dan said, grinning widely. “I know just what to write about now.”

-

“I think Norman hates me.”

Dan sighed. “You said that five minutes ago, Phil. He is literally a fish. He does not hate you.”

“Yeah, but...seriously. What if he does?” Phil asked.

Dan shook his head. “It’s 3am, Phil. You’re going delusional.”

“I know, but still.” Phil said. “What if I’m feeding him and caring about him and having anxiety dreams about him and he doesn’t care about me at all?”

“Go to sleep.” Dan said.

“But you’re awake!” Phil exclaimed.

“I’m turning the lamp off now.” Dan said, and he did. He closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.

“Good night.” Phil whispered softly.

Dan smiled slightly. “Good night. Norman loves you.”

---

“See? I told you! I fucking told you!”

Phil slammed his head on the cards. “This game is too complicated.”

“No, look at me! Look at me!” Dan shouted, grabbing Phil’s event card and waving it around. “I told you that this was too easy! You can’t just fucking airlift people and send them to different countries! It’s not how the game works! It’s not how any game works!”

“Who cares?” Phil yelled. “I saved the world anyway!”

“Illegally, you dingbat!” Dan said. “We’re playing it again.”

“This is the fifth time.” Phil said.

“I don’t care how many times we’re playing this, we need to get it right.” Dan seethed, already setting up the board again.

-

“Well, this isn’t perfect, but…”

“I love it.” Dan said, eyes shining. 

“Yeah?” Phil said hopefully.

“Yeah.” Dan affirmed, smiling brightly and looking around the dark room filled with candles. He smelt the air.

“You even put my favourite scented candles. I thought we were out of them.”

“I ordered some online.” Phil said. 

Dan put his hand over his heart. “Oh my god, I love you.”

“I love you too.” Phil beamed. “You look good tonight.”

“You too.” Dan said, taking a seat. “So, Mr Lester, what do we have tonight?”

“I have made three courses for you - appetizers, main and dessert. And bread, if that counts as a course.” Phil said. He hesitated before continuing, glancing at Dan’s lightly lit face.

“Go on.” Dan whispered, urging him to go on.

“Okay, so for the entree I made a beef carpaccio with avocado and walnuts, seasoned with salt and pepper. For main we have polish pork and cabbage stew with fresh marjoram with a side of fava bean salad with goat's cheese. Lastly, for dessert I made rhubarb tart with pistachio ice cream, and an attempt of Japanese mochi. All of this is with the non-burnt homemade sourdough bread I made last week, and butter from Sainsbury.” Phil said. “I hope you like it.”

“God, Phil. You did so much.” Dan said. “You didn’t have to do that much.”

“Yeah, but I wanted to. You’re worth it.” Phil said.

“I don’t know what to say.” Dan breathed.

“You don’t have to say anything.” Phil said, smiling softly. “It was nothing.”

Dan looked at Phil directly. “I love you, you know that, right?”

“Yeah.” Phil grinned. “I love you too. I’ll bring out the food now.”

“Chef, waiter and boyfriend. How much do I have to tip you tonight?” Dan teased.

“You’re my tip for tonight.” Phil said, kissing Dan’s forehead.

“We’re gross, aren’t we?” Dan called out as Phil got their appetizers and bread.

“Definitely.” Phil shouted back. “It’s great.”

-

“In summary, if you try to rap one more time, I will literally cry.” Phil finished.

“What are you talking about?” Dan said, still speaking into the faux microphone. “I sounded great.”

“I rate that performance a -8/10.” Phil said.

Dan pouted. “You’re so mean.”

“You barely said one quarter of the words in that song.”

“A for effort?”

“F for failure.”

“Fine, I rate your Britney a 0.”

“You already rated an 11! You’re not allowed to change it!”

“Since when? Hit Me Baby One More Time? More like “Hit Me Baby Zero More Times Because Phil Is So Bad At Singing It”.” Dan said, changing the song already.

Phil rolled his eyes. “You think you’re so funny.”

“Oh, you love me, shut up.” Dan said, getting read to rap into the microphone.

-

“You left your coffee in the microwave.” Phil yelled.

“Just heat it up again and give it back to me.” Dan yelled back, eyes refusing to leave the computer and fingers fervently glued to the keyboard. 

“Here you go.” Phil said, smiling as he put the lukewarm cup on the counter next to Dan. “How’s your writing going?”

“Good.” Dan said, continuing to type.

“Fixed your block?” Phil asked, sitting on the couch next to him.

“Yep.” Dan said, shutting his laptop. “Thanks for the advice.”

“What advice?” Phil asked.

“You.” Dan replied, adjusting the blanket hanging over his legs to share with the very confused Phil. “Let’s see if you manage to stay awake through this episode.”

Blankets, coffee and afternoon naps, they decided, were the best kind of normal.