#dawg i think i cried out my will to live

[marv3l-drag0ns]

Today sure went.

[felibrary]

╭──╯ TWO TRUTHS, ONE LIE

PAIRING: aventurine x reader

SYNOPSIS: in which you invite aventurine to play a drinking game with you: "two truths and one lie." it's an amusing game, what could possibly go wrong? that is until one can't distinguish between the truth and a lie.

wordcount: 1.8k | content & warnings: unestablished relationship, drunk - not really drunk rather intoxicated confession? or drunk idk, alcohol, barely any metaphors - like little to none but more dialogue (i’ve improved..ig!!), the title basically says everything

AUTHORS NOTE: i needed to write something and its two almost three am, im dying. istg i pulled this out of my asscrack. So who am i to proofread?? also this is kinda similar, kinda (really) similar to my other fic. what if i cried. when writers block gets so bad you start copying yourself dawg

“it’ll be fun!” 

you blissfully cheer as you take out two shot glasses out of your cupboard before fetching a bottle of vodka and setting it down onto the big and fancy dining table that stands in the middle of your living room, a moving gift for your new apartment which you received from none other than aventurine. 

(he insisted that it’s a fitting gift for your new home - well it certainly didn’t fit well through your front door, only after a few tries from aventurines employees they managed to transport it inside your new apartment.) 

with quick movements, the blond grabs the transparent alcohol and pours the two of you a glass. “how gentlemanlike of you.” you comment, a pinch of teasing in your words as you let out a huff, smiling as you shake your head before sitting down, right in front of him. 

a faint laugh escapes aventurine's lips and he can only hum in delight as he slides over your glass from across the table. “so if i understood it right, you for an example, tell me one lie and two truths and if i were to guess them correctly, i as the victor get to see you, the loser drinking a shot?” he props his elbow onto the dining table before leaning his cheek into the palm of his left hand, curiously awaiting your answer.

your eyes gleam in excitement “bingo!” and he can’t help the smile that finds its way onto his face. “though we’re not gonna do it one go, we’ll have turns. for example, i start off by telling a lie and you guess if i was telling the truth or not, then it’s my turn to guess, then it’s yours again and so on.” 

you grab the glass from above and lazily twirl around the vodka. “how does that sound?” you tap your fingers around glass before slowly tracing the edges of your glass with your index finger in a languid motion. “is this a wager you’re willing to indulge in, mr. aventurine?” you smile. what a tease you are.

“sure, sure. i see no reason to decline your generous offer.” he returns your smile with one of his own, similar to the one he gives to his clients, polite and charming. “well then, it’s only natural for you as the guest to start, right?” you set your glass down and it makes a light “thump” sound. 

“how kind of you.” he looks down at the dining table, scanning the items with his eyes. a white tablecloth which is stained with some light brown-yellowish spots, probably from the times when you spilled coffee onto your table and weren’t able to properly wash them out. 

he hums as he taps his fingers against the hard surface of the table, deep in thought as if pondering what to say. “let’s start off with an easy one, the critters were a gift from the trailblazer.” a lie.

you’re quick to respond “that’s a lie. although you and the trailblazer get along well, they’ve never gifted you something like a pet. the person whom you received them from is veritas.” upon that aventurine can only give you a content smile before gulping his glass down in one go. 

“very well.” he praises you before opening the alcohol bottle and pouring him another glass, not once breaking eye contact as he shoots you a knowing look that says “your turn.”

unlike aventurine you don’t need a long time to think about what you’re going to say. “i used to like you a lot.” a partial lie - you still like him. 

“that’s a lie.” aventurine immediately points out, not even bothering to meet your gaze. can this be considered a rejection? technically you didn’t confess but you admitted your “former” feelings which he immediately denied as if he doesn’t want to have anything to do with them. in response you can only quickly down your glass, hoping that the alcohol would somehow help you. (does making you feel worse count as help?) 

he continues without any effort, simply just brushing off your admission from just now. “i get along well with topaz and veritas.” the truth.

your eyes that were on his once also glance down at the table as you bury your nails into the tablecloth. “that’s the truth.” you manage to choke out, there’s no way you’re going to start getting all emotional now and start sobbing and weeping, instead you take a deep breath before continuing. 

“although it sometimes gives the impression that you don't get along with either of them and the three of you are just acquainted with one another through work, they trust you a lot and also somewhat get along with you. for an example when topaz entrusted you with her cornerstone during your mission on penacony or as mentioned before when veritas gifted you the critters. he thought you’d take a liking to them. perhaps you’re not friends but at least reliable colleagues that trust each other.” you answer as you continue to dig your nails deeper into the piece of fabric.

“i should’ve known that this was too easy for you.” aventurine chuckles as he drinks the vodka out of the glass, not leaving a single drop behind. “okay, it’s your turn again.”

you can only hum in agreement before speaking up. “i have a high alcohol tolerance.” a lie, a big one at that.

a honeyed laugh meets your ears, the sound of sweet laughter makes you glance up again. aventurine’s laughing. how sweet, bittersweet even.

there were nights when you were curled up in your sheets, wishing that there was someone beside you and not just a cold and empty mattress; wishing that there was aventurine who was laying by your side as he whispers sweet nothings into your ears as one of his arms is draped around your torso, tracing shapes onto your soft skin and tickling you. you’d push him away and laugh at which he could also only laugh. 

laugh like this; laugh like right now.

the delicate and tender moments you yearn for more than anything else are like birds, as soon as you get close to them, they get scared, they flutter their wings and quickly fly away. before you’d ever have a chance with aventurine he’d always be out of your grasp - out of your reach. 

he’s free on his own, not bound to anything and anyone. not having someone to rely on and someone whom he always needs to worry about. someone who’d keep him caged like a bird with little and restricted or rather no freedom.

“why are you laughing?” you shoot him an offended glare as you part your lips at him, a small pout decorating your face. “why are you sulking?” he responds in a teasing tone, it’s supposed to be light hearted but there’s care that glimmers in his eyes. great, does he care about you now?

“i  am not sulking!” you huff as you try to hide your expression from him, putting your arms down the dining table and burying your head in between them. 

“oh you so are!” he laughs lightly.

“shut up ‘rine!” you groan from where you’re laying.

“fine, fine.” if you were to look up at him now, you’d see him admiring you and fondly smiling while looking at the back of your head.

“my answer is that that's a lie. a blatant massive lie! you have a low alcohol tolerance and are basically a lightweight. i mean just look at your face, your cheeks are flushed and so are your ears, they’re literally beet red.” he chuckles. 

you get up from your lying position and greet him with an annoyed look. quickly you grab your glass and gulp everything down to the last bit, eventually you wipe away the remnants that cling onto your skin with your arm before pouring yourself another drink and laying back down, so now you’re back to your previous position. 

“well, it’s my turn again. because i started off with an easy one, i’ll also end it with a simple and really easy one. i have a shopping addiction.” a lie.

“lie! you yell from your place. “what kind of lie is that even?” you complain to him. 

“i told you i’d end it with an easy one. but can you also tell me why it’s a lie?” he asks curiously.

“you’re not too fond of spending credits on materialistic stuff, you use them to help out people who are in need. despite your job.”  the last part was muffled and intended for yourself only but you should’ve known that aventurine would hear it. “what was that?” despite my job?” he asks in amusement. “just forget it!” you groan.

“anyway you do that or buy cute toys for your critters. You prefer to keep your friends close with words, gestures and actions, not money.” you whisper.

“jackpot.” aventurine chuckles before proceeding to drink the vodka in his shot glass. now what will you surprise him with next?

“i still love you.” the truth.

in the past minute you gathered together several questions, statements, personal experiences in your head only to splurt out with this? the boldness came from the vodka, at least that’s what you try to tell yourself nevertheless you’re sure of one thing: alcohol definitely wasn’t a good idea.

“bold as always.” aventurine chuckles amusedly. “the truth.” he hums before standing up from where he was currently sitting, moving towards your side of the table and standing in front of you. you’re dizzy - lightheaded, but you try to look up to where he’s standing, with much effort you move your head into his direction, still lying on the table though. although you feel dizzy you’re able to make out a faint smile on his rosy lips. 

he opens his arms before wrapping them around your body, just like how you always longed. it’s unfair. even though vodka reeks, he doesn’t smell like it at all, rather it’s still his signature scent, a somewhat fresh note mixed with something sweet, the scent that you like so much. “sorry for being an ass before.” he hums as he looks down at your temple and carefully brushes the hair which covers your face, away.

i love you too. he wants to say, but he can’t. aventurine still can’t come to terms with himself and his love towards you. he doesn’t know how to voice it out loud or show it through actions. three simple words that he can’t say together, fearing that they’d be too intimate and wouldn’t seem sincere, especially in this scenario. 

but in all honesty, you’ve probably already caught on. you’re smiling like a lovesick idiot when you stare at him, but who wouldn’t, when aventurine is looking at you with an expression that says more than “i love you” ever could. 

you knew instantly, he too, was guilty. guilty of loving you.

hey girly hold still!!!! this is uhm yeah dedicated to @azullumi i'm not writing you a sappy not until i get mine!! THAT DOESNT CONSISIT OF ONLY BLANING ME FOR MY TYPSOS also childe does no wrong. ajax, you the boy who fell into the abyss, later on known as the 11th harbinger tartaglia whom we met in liyue and called himself childe and then turned out to be apart of the fatui and we also later on meet in other nations, azul loves you a lot!!

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[darnell-la]

𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗦 𝗔 𝗕𝗜𝗚 𝗗𝗢𝗚

pairing: the worst!logan howlett x younger generation!reader

warnings: Logan easing into the new world and generation, mention of Wade trying to get roommate!reader and Logan together, making a TikTok, sniffing, smut, etc.

note: “she don’t want no puppy! She wanna BIG dawg!”

———

Logan had thought living with Wade would be a bad idea. He belonged in his last universe with what he’s done. He brought himself down for years, mentally and physically, hoping the pain would stop. Thankfully, it finally had.

It’s been almost a year since Logan has lived with Wade and his younger roommate. The match seemed off when he first met her, but after the first hour, she knew why she and Wade were close friends.

The girl was in college, young, pretty, had a small job at the campus, and loved parties, and things that Wade did daily.

Logan had a small argument with y/n a couple of weeks ago after she gifted him an iPhone. She said he needed it to keep in touch with her and Wade. She also said he needed a bit of humor.

He had no idea what that meant until she made a TikTok for the man. The videos that came up on his page didn’t make sense to him, he he still laughed at them.

He had no idea what happened to himself, but sending memes to y/n every hour was a habit.

After sending y/n a TikTok video, he swiped and came across a sound that confused him.

The man in the video was lip-syncing a song as she showed his muscles. Logan gave a disgusting look at his phone, thinking the man looked ridiculous until he read the title.

“When she chose you because you’re height starts with a six and your weight starts with a two”

Logan sent the video to y/n, asking her what he meant by that. He didn’t know being a muscle-tall man was a trend.

“Logan, I’m in the room next to you, just come here!” Y/n shouted in her room, making him sigh loudly as he got off of the couch for the first time in what felt like days.

“I just wanted to know what he meant? Like is being big and tall a trend? Like, if that’s the case, then I’d be viral,” Logan used words that y/n and Wade ran him by.

“God, Logan — Do people your age question everything?” Y/n checked her phone and noticed what trend he sent her. She’s thought about this trend but with Logan in it. He fits it perfectly, but Wade would tease her if she’d ever brought it up.

“I’m just askin', Bub. Seemed stupid to me,” Logan shrugged his shoulders. “Because you haven’t tried it,” y/n defended her generation. “So, you’re into that stuff? God, y/n — Never knew you’d be one of those kids,”

“I do like it, and since you’re so boring, we’re gonna have you do it, so c’mere,” y/n stood up from her bed and placed her phone down on her desk after clicking the sound.

“Gotta take your shirt off for it,” y/n lied, but she knew he’d do it, even if he complained. “No fuckin’ way, bub,” Logan laughed as he turned around to go back to his sofa until she grabbed his arm softly.

“Please! You never do TikTok’s with me,” y/n fake cried, annoying him in an instant. “Ain’t takin’ my shirt off for no little girls online. I’d get, what’s it called? Canceled?” Logan said, making her laugh.

“Logan, you sound stupid as fuck. Take off the shirt — Unless you’re jealous they look better than you,” y/n shrugged her shoulders as she went back to her bed to sit down, acting like she didn’t care to get a reaction out of him.

“Bub, you know I look better than them, so stop the lyin,” Logan felt a bit upset at her words. Y/n ignored him for what felt like hours, so he sighed and gave up. “Swear to god, I’d Wade say some shit about this, I’ll kill him,”

Logan and y/n worked on the TikTok for an half hour, trying to get the right angle since he kept saying he didn’t look good enough.

Y/n never complained. Watching him walk through her door repeatedly, then editing the video in slow motion, made her stomach tingle.

At first, Logan felt uncomfortable. She could smell the young lady, but he didn’t want to say anything. He’d be a pervert if he did, so he kept quiet, thinking it would go away, but he knew her spot grew bigger.

“So, you think I’m a big dog?” Logan genuinely asked as y/n began to edit the TikTok video. “What makes you think that?” She asked; thinking she nailed her scared response, but Logan saw the quick stutter in her fingers as she typed on her phone.

“Just askin, bub,” Logan said before taking a small sniff. He was leaning on her doorway as she sat on her bed. He was so far., yet she smelt so close.

He cussed himself out in his head, upset that Wade had won this “you’ll like her eventually” argument. Logan swore she was too young, and even made her feel a bit bad.

He had thought y/n had moved on, maybe got over the thought of her having a chance with Wade’s new friend, but the smell she had, is making him go insane.

All she’s doing is making a TikTok. That’s it, but he can’t stop thinking about the spot she’s soaking in her panties. He felt nasty, but in a good way after a while. The lust was taking him over.

“You happy you’ve got your little video?” Logan asked as he kicked off of her dorm frame and walked towards her bed to sit next to her.

“Yes, finally,” she smiled at him before continuing her edit. Logan scanned the girl's body slowly, watching how spotty her breathing was, seeing goosebumps form on her arms, and watching her leg shake a bit.

“Is that so?” He asked as he placed his hand on her thigh. She’s always been a sweet bean to him, but he ignored it. He tried his best to prove Wade wrong, but she was hard to ignore, and Wade knew that. Wade knew y/n would bring something out in the grumpy old man.

“Mhm hm,” Y/n mumbled as she pushed the post on her phone. “Think it’ll get a lot of likes,” she looked to the side at Logan who was now closer than she thought.

“And why is that? I look good?” He asked her, eyes on her soft and pretty lips. “Uh, yeah — Think the viewers will like it,” she awkwardly smiled, feeling her heart raise.

“Think you liked it more than the viewers will,” Logan almost whispered. Y/n just noticed how his shirt was still off. Why was his shirt still off?

“Seen you repost that video, y/n. You’re not slick,” Logan spoke about the video he had sent her. “Think you were thinkin’ about me when you did it,” the man smirked.

“I- I was just reposting,” Y/n stuttered as his hand slowly cupped her chin. “Guess I’m not the big dog you’re lookin’ for them,” Logan faked sighing as he pulled his hand back.

Before he could turn around to get up, y/n grabbed his face and pulled him into a short but long kiss, hoping to get the best out of this one-time thing.

“Told you last you, you ain’t for me, baby,” Logan said, making y/n look down in embarrassment. “I know,” she said. “I lied — Was just goin’ through a little somethin,” Logan admitted before pulling her back into a kiss, this time rough.

Y/n gasped as he breathed into her mouth, sucking on her lips like he’d starved for days. “Lo,” y/n moaned low at the feeling of his pulling her into his rough kisses.

Logan decided to push Y/n down on her bed and lean over her, keeping their lips together. Y/n instantly wrapped her legs around the man, pulling him closer as he moved his hips, grinding on her to feel the pressure.

“Oh, fuck,” Logan groaned in between their kiss, feeling his cock leak already. “If I fuck you, Wade wins,” Logan pulled back from the girl, taking a look into her eyes. She thought the man would leave, get off of her and never speak to her again, until he assured her, he was staying.

“Fuck it — Can’t resist you anymore, baby,” Logan smashed his lips back onto the young lady's lips, kissing her roughly as he tugged on his jeans. All y/n had to do was pull up the gown she wore almost every day she was off of work when she was too lazy to dress up.

“Wait- We need a condom,” y/n leaned up, but Logan pushed her back down. “Oh, no we don’t. Your cunts leaking too much for me to not feel her,” Logan said. She was confused, not knowing how he knew she was wet until she thought to herself.

He’s a mutant. His only powers can’t be regeneration and speed.

“Fuck, I-“ y/n cut herself off, embarrassed at her pervy actions. He probably smells her all the time. “Caught red-handed,” Logan chuckled as he put his cock in hand.

“Always wet around the house. Teasin’ me and basically beggin’ for me every day. Wished I took you to my room when I first met you. Maybe by now, we’d have our little family,”

Logan pushed into the girl, giving her no time to think about what he had just said about a family.

She’s never thought of a family with Logan. It’s not he wasn’t father material, it’s the fact she’s only been thinking about him pleasing her, and pleasing her only.

“Fuck, that’s it,”

[landitolover]

𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒊’𝒔 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍, in which pedri loves to get on charles’ nerves by flirting with his girlfriend.. ౨ৎ charles x fem!reader

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IMESSAGE GROUP CHAT, “BABYGIRLS’

LILY 💋

how long til charles breaks

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he’s a very hard man to break

YN

you guys are so evil for setting him up

LILY 💋

it’s so funny seeing him fight for his life in the comments though 😭😭

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right

LILY 💋

it’s also funny how you forced him to go to a game

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yeah and I’m gonna force pedri to a race

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my bad

my hand slipped on the send button

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You loved “pedri in the paddock soo ooo ooon 🗣️🗣️!!!!”

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are we like bffs now

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not in a billion years

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please be friends with my bf..

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i second that

i’m quite lovely

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😒😒

i guess

I’ll still hate on you on insta though

this friendship be between only us.

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alright….

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→ user fr yn is always going everywhere without charles

charles_leclerc you look so gorgeous, i miss you :(❤️

→ yourusername thank you, i miss you more 🫶🏾

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LILY 💋

YN

CHARLES’ FANS ARE ON UR ASS RN 😭

PEDRI 🫂

“charles always gets left out 🥺”

that man is 25 he do not care

YN

LMFAOO

right 😭

like I love him but some of his “fans” are so …

LILY 💋

Fr they’re dramatic sometimes

u hangout with him too much = ur a clingy girlfriend

u don’t hangout with him as much = ur a bad girlfriend

YN

NO LITERALLY

these bitches r never happy with what i do

like its MY relationship ??? 😭

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[breathe-2am]

118 Blunt Rotation Headcanons

Bobby: does not partake, but the ultimate trip sitter. Keeps the chaos generally controlled, but finds everything very funny, in a i-will-tell-you-about-this-tomorrow-and-you-will-cringe kind of way. Disappears for an hour and come back with homecooked food, everyone is beside themselves in gratitude. Starts telling a funny story about this one time he Smoked Pot, but about halfway thru he along with everyone else realizes its not funny and is probably something he should talk to that twink priest about.

Hen: laughs at EVERYTHING. Finds a random object like a ballpoint pen or a half full bottle of water and its THEE most fascinating thing shes EVER seen. Gets up to go to the bathroom, doesnt come back, when they go looking for her shes just staring at herself in the mirror. Very in her feels abt how she loves her friends. Says she needs to change shirts at one point bc she hates the fabric actually. Comes back in an entirely different outfit.

Chimney: a yapper. Every thought in his brain is out his mouth. Running commentary of the happenings. Jokes make less and less sense but hen finds them funnier and funnier. Talks with his hands to a dangerous extent. Eating whatever bobby made w his fingers, which is not a good combination when he gestures too wide and flings it at bucks face. He thinks this is the funniest thing that happened all night bc buck doesnt even react.

Buck: Out of everyone here, hes got the most experience in a blunt circle (youre going to look at me and tell me that im wrong? He had frosted tips and lived in a FRATHOUSE dawg) but hasnt been a smoke weed everyday bitch in a while so when he does he thinks his tolerance what it used to be. It isnt. Man is FLAVOR BLASTED he is SCHWASTED. Cant talk bc hes giggling while staring vacantly at the ceiling. Zones out, resurfaces to drop a random fact related to a conversation that was happening ten minutes ago, and hes gone again.

Eddie: Eats bobbys food and cries bc its delicious. Laughs at chinmeys jokes and cries bc hes so funny. Stares at hen and cries bc shes so beautiful. Thinks abt chris and cries bc he loves him so much. Buck is absentmindedly petting his hair to calm his tears and cries bc his best friend is so kind. Has to get up but doesnt want to bc the floor is so comfy. I love you bitchessss this is the year im gonna get my SHIT togetherrrrrrrrr what r these floors made of theyre so niiiiiiiiiiiice.....

Maddie: obsessive abt the Vibe, keeps getting up to turn on or off a lamp bc it was too bright but now its too dark. Perched in a mountain of pillows and blankets, keeps readjusting bc she has to b Maximum Comfy. Changes the song a minute in when its 'not the vibe'. Pulls out the most out of pocket story about buck as a kid but hes not even absorbing whats going on so she doesnt feel bad. Shes trying to rest her head on chinmeys shoulder but hes moving too much and shes getting annoyed.

Karen: the funniest bitch in the room. Monologuing abt space, which segues to robotics, which segues to government, which segues to capitalism, which segues to how they need to go to the beach RIGHT NOW. Hens looking at her like that twink boutta pounce meme. Sings along w the song playing, starts bitching at maddie bc she skipped it. Talking abt the sanctity of the playlist and respecting the music, but then says 'wait i hate this song' and commanders the spotify, she and maddie have a tug of war over the phone.

Tommy: touchy feely bitch. Started sitting next to buck but at some point graduated to trying to sit in his lap but now hes just sprawling across him like a weighted blanket. Voice has no inflection. He and chimney start excitedly talking abt a bad movie only they have seen and it goes on for way too long bc he starts chattering abt two characters he thinks should have ended up together. Eventually is just laying there curled up with buck, he realizes he loves his life and the people in it, has a little Moment.

Athena: does not partake, remind them that drug testing is a thing in their line of work, has Choice Words when the phrase California Sober is dropped. Taking pics for blackmail. Despite all that, she makes sure everyone is alright and helps bobby clean up. The next morning she makes coffee for everyone, and when people complain abt their backs or necks hurting she says 'thats what you get for sleeping on the floor'.

[oneirophobic]

Hi love! Could you write some angst about the reader having a bad anxiety day and matt not noticing, thinking they're unwanted, they go home and doesn't pick up his calls and he gets worried goes over and well, the rest is fluff. I love your writing so much take your time!

unnoticed - matt sturniolo

pairing : matt sturniolo x reader

genre : angsty fluff

warnings : anxiety , swearing , much angst

a/n : writer's block is insane dawg. i had no idea how to go about this, sorry it's horrible.

i feel like matt's tired of me.

i had no idea, everything was spinning. i left the triplet's house last night, no goodbye or anything. i felt there was no need to do so, nic was off in his room and matt and chris were passed out on the couch. i had softly releasing myself from matt's embrace and just drove home.

not bothering to change, i flopped onto my bed and drifted off to sleep. my mind racing with thoughts of matt, tears began stinging my eyes to the point i could barely keep my eyes closed.

eventually, my sobs eased me to sleep.

i woke up the next morning, texts from matt asking where i was. voices ringing in my head, "it's fake." i didn't answer, ignoring every text and call. trying to distract myself to no avail.

he didn't notice my state last night, why would he care now? he ignored my sulking and just holding me like i was some teddy bear.

throughout the day, the calls and texts still came through, asking if i was okay and apology after apology. also getting texts from chris and nic saying matt was upset and to at least answer him and tell him what's going on. i contemplated on giving in, but i just shut my phone off instead.

hours passed, i just sat in the silence of my living room with my thoughts staring at the candle flame that sat in front of me. my eyes burned, my stomach hurt from lack of fuel. all i could hear was my heartbeat and the cars passing outside my home.

i was drawn from the silence by someone pulling into my driveway and slamming their car door. i looked up at matt bursting through the door, almost tripping at the sight of my puffy eyes and tear stained face.

he quickly pulled me to my feet, cradling my face in his hands. "why haven't you answered my calls?" he asked, rubbing circles on my cheek, "you had me worried sick!"

all i could do was cry.

tears began streaming down my face once again, "no no no, don't cry. please don't cry, i didn't mean to upset you-" he cried, pulling me into a hug. "liar," i said, pushing him away.

tears streamed down his face too, "what did i do?" he pleaded.

"i know you lost feelings," i sobbed. "where is that coming from? i love you so fucking much y/n. i would do anything for you," he spoke, his voice breaking.

"but-" i was cut off with his lips on mine. "i knew something was wrong last night, i didn't want to say anything and make it worse. i tried my best to subtly help," he cried.

we spent the rest of the night clinging to each other, "i'm sorry matt."

"no, i'm sorry. i should have done something better."

i kissed him, "you tried, you just didn't want to embarrass me." he nodded, brushing hair behind my ear, "i love you y/n."

"i love you too matt."

[bandsandwristbands]

it’s me ur bbgrill tell me yuor 1-4 headcanons rn

gettin grilled by the bbgrill

Level 1!

hhhh i mean canon does not give much to work with imo

Firstly Lee and Gaara are massive shit talkers.

Lee got that chronic pain, dawg, like regular shooting pains and nerve issues but he doesn't say anything cuz he doesn't want anyone to worry or feel bad(👀Gaara *cough*)

Gaara ups his tai jutsu training (I think this is canon in filler lol) but Lee helps him out by sending over reference material all the time. The homies tell Lee that he's overdoing it but Gaara keeps and studies everything Lee sends.

Speaking of studying I think Gaara had to study hard for the bureaucratical aspects of the Kazekage spot. (Probably mostly shadowed Baki for a long time) Like strength is a given but he was totally on his own when it came to education and diplomatic stuff because he was pushed through the academy purely through fear and nepotism. Not to say he isn't smart, once he starts in on something he's similar to Lee in that he goes all in, it becomes a whole aspect of his personality.

Level 2 💥

Sorry but Gaara still has mood swings and struggles to regulate his emotions. He masks real well, king of compartmentalize and dissociate lol but mans lashes out sometimes. Especially before shukaku is extracted like he canonically is not allowed to sleep his neural pathways are fried. He does try to not let it on to anyone because it Freaks People Out for obvious reasons. (The gaalee here is that Lee doesn't gaf about moodswings because he is also TooMuch sometimes, just a very accepting guy so he's someone Gaara can be less under tight emotional control with and he tries to offer healthy outlets hiii gay thoughts and mushy feelings)

Also he cries way easily, sometimes he just chillin and he's like aw fuck not again, cuz the fatigue and stress manifests or just feeling generally overwhelmed(*references 1(one) scene in shippuden*)

Level 3 !

Gaara is a brat, a little shit, a bit of an instigator even. Lee is one of the only people who can really challenge him on his attitude when he's being a menace. Temari and Kankuro too but Gaara knows how to push their buttons too well loll

I mean the guy definitely misuse his authority sometimes (usually for the greater good but sometimes just to be sneaky)

Lee is spiteful and has a greedy streak in the sense that if he wants to go for something, he doesn't gaf if he 'deserves it' he'll earn that shit for himself and then rub it in your face but somehow be polite about it. Utilizes malicious compliance often.

Gaara is a picky eater, certain textures bother him and specific foods he just won't eat, he later explains to Lee that he's been poisoned a few times and even the smell of certain foods makes him feel violently ill as a result. It tasted fine when he ate it at first but his body remembers the pain and fear quite vividly. Lee goes out of his way to be courteous of this. Alternatively Lee will eat anything on principle of not being wasteful.

Level 4!! (The ones im slow cookin at all times)

HELLO RELIGION/CULTURE HCS Gaara gets into reviving old Suna traditions and sponsors more regular celebrations to rebuild a sense of community outside of the military state previous Kazekages had been building. (This wins over a lot of Old Head civilians because they remember when practicing and appreciating their religious figures was commonplace) In general Suna becomes a lot more colorful and lively especially in the years post war. Art and clothing and jewelry actually becomes a pretty decent trade asset. The regular big celebrations encourage more tourism, helps the economy and helps with their perceptions as this harsh, conservative village.

Also his Mom was from the aboriginal tribes of Suna and so getting connected with that part of himself feels like getting closer to her.

Lee Officially Courts Gaara following Sunan tradition (w/ lots of help from Tem, Kank, team Gai) in front of the whole village, my guy is a romantic and audacious af and really it sweeps Gaara right up off his feet.

Established relationship, Gaara is seriously outrageous with PDA, very much likes to flex his Lee because he didn't think he'd ever have anything close to a loving partner and Lee eats it up(blushing profusely). They're so gross and in love that whoever invites them anywhere will receive a formal warning about their behavior.

The sand sibs have a punk band together for funsies. It's mostly Kanks hobby, but post chuunin Baki shares a couple old man cd's with them and they just start banging out songs here and there to spend more time together and process their feelings in an abstract way.

(I project my gender onto Gaara a lil too; uses he/him cuz that's what everyone is used to but doesn't necessarily think of himself as anything specific genderwise, he was just a monster for twelve years afterall. Dabbles with feminity sometimes but doesn't think too hard about it.)

[g1ggl3sn00k3r]

Another vent ig idk dawg

idk i was gonna write about it in my journal but then I’d immediately forget what I’m feeling n it doesn’t feel helpful atm though at the same time I feel like I’m oversharinf

school’s been in the back of my head cause I’m finally in my last year of high school and going into college and family’s been on top of me yapping about what career I want to take or “NEED” to take.

I was originally planning of going with something art related but then it switched to History then economics and business and then I cried about it for at least 2 hours straight cause I couldn’t think of what to do with my life without making my family upset and trying to break the cycle of poverty in my family.

I feel horrible about thinking that college isn’t really a thing for me and continuing to live life rawdogging it like it didn’t matter— then my fear of failure’s gnawing at me cause I want to just thrive and do stuff and ultimately feel good about myself for once.

I feel completely utterly small and worthless a good portion of the time while getting sudden highs of inspiration and ambition that’ll last me for atleast 10 minutes up to half an hour. And it’s been like that since I can remember and throughout my entire summer too.

although if it were for Risk for rambling about Winner’s blog and just yapping about colorful horses I would most definitely wouldn’t be here, running Pyro’s little ask blog alongside Risk.

He pretty much kind of saved me from completely melting away in my room out of boredom and dread of feeling useless in my smelly nest of a room— and it gave me a little challenge and something to do that’s honestly enjoyable—it relieved my worry and pain for a solid 2 months (which is rlly shocking tbh considering most of my summers don’t go like this.)

Even more so knowing that there’s 31 people following Prince ProcyonShade’s blog and simply just interacting with it means so much to me— it brings me comfort and joy knowing you guys love that stinky goober as much as I do.

And for the last note here, I fucking love adore you all and especially you Risk, your the best sibling ever💕💕🫂🫂

-splat

[gamerbearmira]

Mirabel mama au♤♡◇♧

Warning:swearing and small violence

Mirabel was ten. Her prima was crying and screaming. She threw her pillow and stormed to him but froze as she saw his tears. She picked him up and his cries turned ti whimpers immediately. She bounced him in her arms and he giggled and fell asleep. She placed him down and went to bed."What the hell?" Ever since that night pepa and felix just gave him to her. She matured quickly without realising it. She had learned to cook and made the milk bottles whilst holding the baby boy. She taught him to talk and walk, she toilet trained him and was his mother.

When she's fifteen

.mirabel was talking to antonio kn the living room when "mami why do you not have a boyfriend?" The family looked and isabella dropped her glass amkjng it shatter. Mirabel froze realising who he was talking to. She felt proud instead of wanting to tell him thays not her name as if she earned this title. "Cause mami doesn't need kne tontio, I've raised you since I was ten I think, just maybe jm good" she gave a playful wink and he giggled. "mirabel madrigal" pepa said as the cloud thundered. Mirabel glared at her "mijo go to your room hm?" She asked smiling. The boy ran off on parce. "WHAT THE F-" she cut pepa's shouting "DONT YOU DARE SHOUT AT ME!" Mirabel was surprisingly louder than pepa. Dolroes covered her ears and isabella gave her earplugs. She put them on. "I RAISED THAT BOY! I GAVE MY CHILDHOOD UP TO HIM!" Ber voice bellowed and pepa shrunk slightly "MIRABEL MADRIGAL WHO DO YOU THINK YOUR TALKJNG TO!?" felix yelled "MY AUNT AND UNCLE WHO DUMPED THEIR BABY ON A TEN YEAR OLD!" mirabel yelled, she was angry and wasn't calming. "WE WONT LET YOU FUCKINF YELL AT US!" pepa yelled." YOU LEFT HIM TO ME TO RAISE! I TAUGHT HIM TO TALK! I TAUGHT HIM TO WALK! I WAS THERE WHEN HE SAID MAMI! I WAS THERE WHEN HE MADE HIS FIRST FRIEND! I WAS THERE WHEN HE CRIED AT NIGHT! I AM HIS MOTHER! I RAISED HIM!" Mirabel yelled "YOU ARENT HIS MOTHER! I DIDNR SEE YOU GIVING BIRTH TK HIM!" Alma yelled as all the adults stood up. "BLOOD DOESNT MAKE A MOTHER! A FATHER! A BROTHER, SISTER OR A FUCKING AUNT! LOVE AND CARE GIVES YOU THAT! YOU EARN IT THROUGH LOSING SLEEP! GIVING YOUR WN TJME! YOUR OWN MONEY TO RAISING THEM! YOU HAVE TO BE THERE AND YOU CANT JSUT JOIN WHKEVER YOU WANT TO!" She yelled and her eyes glowed gold. "YOU LEFT HIM SO I TOOK THAT ROLE! I TOOK MOTHER, FATHER AND COUSIN! I RAISED HIM! I DEALT WITH THE BULLIES! THE FIGHTS!"mirabel yelled as it rained and thundered. Mirabek didn't care and this was the final blow that she was gonna deliver "you were never his mother or father" the thunder stopped as the rain hit the ground and drenched the fifteen yesr old. Her eyes went back to normal, the adults stared as she glared. She stood straight and looked them dead jn the eye. "You were someone who gave up what he needed." She tool a breath "you've missed out on raising an amazing young boy who has a bright future ahead of him and if he's raised right he'll make it better for others to" whe walked off. The rain was pouring. "I am still hid mother!"pepa raised her voice and mirabel glared at her. "You don't deserve to he called that, I'd be dissapoitnrd and disgusted to have you as a mother"

Nah cuz. Where tf were you when it came to Antonio 🤨 you can’t just choose when you wanna be parents dawg, it’s a full time thing 😭 like she has every right to yell at you, I would to 💀💀

[bks-blogs]

And This Year's Easter Bunny Is...

(One-Shot 101DS Easter Fanfic)

Rating: All ages

Genre: Slice-of-life, Humor,

Content Warnings: Some slight public humiliation on a certain fox wearing a bunny suit

Summary: Fergus had just lost a bet over who gets to wear the Easter Bunny costume for the Dalmatian family with Dylan and Dolly. He thought his sly-fox tricks could help him avoid such defeat, only for the two top dogs to trick him into outsmarting himself. Now, poor Fergus has to face reality, not to mention the sheer amount of embarrassment he's about to meet when he slips into that bunny suit.

A one-shot 101DS fanfic made for the 101DS fandom to celebrate Easter with.

It didn't have to come to this... 

But it did. Of all the innocent animals in the world to suffer the impending torture before them, it had to be Fergus. It was that very moment where the universe had come to punish him for his mere existence...

Fergus had no other mere options left but to pray that all of this was just a living nightmare that he desperately wishes to wake up from. Unfortunately for him, this is a reality he's forced to face. A cruel, soul-less, unforgiving reality that dropped in on his doorstep to smite the poor innocent fox with its twin sickles of punishment, and now he was forced to meet with the inevitable.

Oh, how Fergus wished Officer Pearl would trot in, pluck him straight from the ground and lock him in the slammers to relief him of this world-crumbling defeat! At least it would've been a better fate than this.

Why? Why!? Mother of P.C. Pearl, what did I ever do to deserve this!? Why!?

Was all that Fergus could think about in his feeble mind. The never-ending cries of "Why" echoed in his thoughts, over and over again for what seemed like a millennium. Oh, how fate had conspired against poor Fergus, starting with two, young canines, spotted in black...

"Ha ha! You just got Doll-i-nated, fox breath!" The voice of Dolly was heard, as the female Dalmatian pumped out her fists in triumph.

"As much as I find your pun lacking in originality sis, you are so right! You can't touch us when me and my sis act as one. Really Fergus, I thought you knew that by now." Dylan added, feeling smug and confident about outnumbering the fox from a hundred-one to one with their brilliant minds and teamwork.

This was probably the most uncomfortable feeling in the world, knowing that he has been outsmarted by Dylan and Dolly... or in this case, himself. And on Easter on the first Sunday of April! Of all days to be utterly humiliated in!

Fergus the fox had placed Dylan and Dolly in a bet to test the limits of his cunning mind, only to unwittingly end up outsmarting himself, thanks to the low, limited I.Q. that the fox possessed. The only true weakness of his thieving and cunning mind that leaves him vulnerable to gullibility. The loser has to dress up as the Easter Bunny in front of the entire Dalmatian family to see and this year, Fergus is the loser with a capital "L".

"Can you believe that this guy walked right into his own bait?" Dolly sniggered.

"It seems as though that this dumb fox is not as sly as he thinks he is", Dylan concurred.  "So much for your title as a sly, cunning, smooth-talkin' fox, eh Fergus?" He flashes Fergus a cocky grin.

The fox could only sit there, ears flattened and eyes narrowed, giving that familiar look of un-amusement when something doesn't work in his favor, as he's forced to listen to the two step-siblings do their celebratory gloating, all the while rubbing their victory in his foxy face. Even his members, Sid and Big Fee could only sit idly by and look at Fergus questioningly, as they know the whole bet was his own fault.

"Hey, bro. Does that look on Fergus' face tell you anything?~" Dolly said, with her tone full of sass as she smirked at Fergus' unamused expression.

"Why yes, Dolly. That there is the pure look of "Wow! You D-dawgs got me good! Looks like I'm your Easter Bunny for this year, now hand me that bunny suit!" Dylan replied, while shifting his ears to resemble Fox-ears, mimicking Fergus and pulling off the best Irish-accent he could muster. 

"You know what we're talking about, right pal~?" He said, flashing him the cockiest of smirks.

"Urrrrgghhh!" Fergus growled, pulling his ears down in frustration, humiliated over his own stupidity.

"I don't understand! My bet was absolute FOOL-PROOF!! How did you and D-dawg even manage to sidestep that one!?"

"Err... Actually, mate...", Sid interjected, trying not to rub salt into the wounds of Fergus' defeat.

"Not to hold it against ya for it, but your bet.... how do I put it lightly... had holes in it. Probably more than Diesel... can... dig?" He nervously twiddled his tiny squirrel paws, smiling sheepishly at the foxy leader who shot his daggers at him.

"Not ta mention that it doesn't take an idjeot human to find an empty spot in ye bet." Big Fee added, rolling her eyes at her boss' sheer idiocy.

Fergus could only growl at the two traitorous Canal Dwellers for not defending him, but deep down, he knew that Sid and Big Fee were right. And all he could do was kick himself for lacking the basic knowledge to think through with his bet.

"Oh! Hey, Dylan. Why don't we pick the one that Triple D made?"

"That one? As in the one that Destiny put her love in every stitch in? That bunny suit? Oooohh-ho-ho, you are so mean today, sis!"

Dylan goes into closet to rummage for the said, specific bunny suit of which Dolly described. Fergus wished he could get a better peak on what Triple D's bunny suit would look like if the dorky Dalmatian's butt wasn't blocking the view.

"I'd better look cool in Triple D's fashion wear D-dawg, cuz otherwise, you're gonna be dealing with one anti-chill fox in this neighborhood!"

Dylan comes back out, holding the bunny suit that Fergus would be wearing in his mouth.

The suit was even worse than Fergus could even imagine. It was a pink bunny suit, stitched with different shades of pink fabric, with a blue bow ribbon wrapped around the neck, with the bow located on the back of the suit. Two, big, poofy pink ears sprouted from the hood in all of it's poofy, bunny glory. The white, fluffy bunny tail looked as though it was big enough for Fergus' fluffy tail to fit in. And to make matters worse... It was about the same size as the humiliated fox himself. 

Everything about the bunny suit from the pink fabric, the bow-ribbon, and the adorable design and the toddler-like cuteness in every stitch was the exact opposite what Fergus envisioned.

And that fact he is forced to wear such a pink-stitched abomination added the additional embarrassment to Fergus' already blushing cheeks.

"Okay, Fergus. Put on the bunny suit", the smug stepbrother instructed.

"Ooohh-ho-hooooo, no! D-dawg, you are crazier than your sister, if you think I'm slipping into that thing!" Fergus replied.

"C'mon, Fergus. A bet is a bet~", Dylan said with more sass in his tone, while taunting his foxy friend by dangling the bunny suit in front of his face just to annoy him even further

"Plus, you can't deny that Destiny has a real knack for stitching."

"No way! Forget it! I ain't touchin' that bunny suit, let alone breathe on it. Heck, I wouldn't even use that thing for a pair of jammies, and there ain't nothing you D-dawgs can do to change my mind!" Fergus retorted, standing his ground in refusal to wear the costume. He  crossed his forelegs and shut his eyes, refusing to even look at the costume.

Sadly for him, he probably should've learned by now that Dolly was the unpredictable type.

"Y'know, Fergus. Our family really looks up to you. Our real hero, a fearless, tough-as-nails fox with a heart of steel! Even Dizzy and Dee Dee admire you! Would it be soooo heartbreaking if anyone were to tell them that the so-called "Tall Tales of Fergus Fox" were all lies made by a certain fox whose ego is bigger than his brain?" 

She looks deep into Fergus, making the biggest, saddest, weepy eyes she could with those big eyes of hers.

Fergus recoiled; his eyes widened in panic at his tall tales suddenly being brought up in a negative light. The fact that Dolly is taking advantage of Fergus' own blackmailing tactics and using it against him was almost degrading.

"W-wot!? Dolly, don't ya dare bring your siblings into this! My Tall tales are legitimate, and you and Dyl know it!!"

"Riiiiggghht. The keyword being 'tall'", Dylan added, cockily.

"Oh, I can just hear the cries of sorrow of a hundred, sad, heartbroken puppies!"

Then, Dolly proceeded to mimic each crying pup, putting her best effort in sounding genuine and heartbreaking as possible.

"Oh, how could you lie to us, Fergus?" Dolly howled. "We thought you were our hero!"

Oof! Blackmail AND guilt tripping. 

"Ooh, she's got ya right there, mate," Sid chimed in.

Dolly goes on mimicking each young sibling with dramatic fashion.

"Fergus' stories were fake!? Our hero is a fraud!!"

"Oh, Ferguuuuus!! You are sooooo horrible!! We trusted you, Fergus!!"

It had became increasingly obvious that Dolly was pushing every nerve at Fergus to get him to wear the bunny suit. Fergus had doubted that the siblings wouldn't be that hurt when they hear that his tall tail stories weren't true.

"You're so meeeaaan, Fergus!! Why would you do that!?"

And yet, he could only imagine the looks of shame on the young Dalmatians' faces, especially Dizzy and Dee Dee when they found out that his tall tales were fake.

Fergus tried to shake these thoughts of a hundred siblings crying because of his lies and struggled to keep under the sheer pressure of his usually chill composure, but Dolly's theatrics were only feeding into those thoughts of those sad Dalmatians more and more.

"DYYYYYLLLAAAANNN!!!" Dolly continued on howling.

"Fergus lied to us!! Why would he do that to us!? We thought he was our frieeeennnndddd!!" 

Dylan could only snort and giggle at Dolly's overdramatic display, as he struggled hold back his contained laughter.

"FINE!!! I'LL DO IT!!" Fergus snapped, his snippy tone being evident that he was fed up with Dolly's overbearing antics. 

And as if a switch was flipped, Dolly dropped her melodramatic act and flashed Fergus a smug, toothy grin. "I knew you'd care, foxy.~"

Letting out a huff, the reluctant fox storms over to Dylan, who's holding the bunny suit out for him to take.

"Gimme that stupid lifeless rabbit skin!"

He swipes the said bunny suit from Dylan's paws, receiving a chuckle from Dylan in response. 

He went behind the couch to use for privacy and proceeded to stuff himself into the rabbit suit. All the while, the two stepsiblings and the two Canal dwellers could hear the disgruntled fox cursing and muttering underneath his breath.

"Raggin' fraggin' Dolly and her stupid... bratty attitude, and that stupid D-dawg, and this... stupid raggin' fraggin' naggin' bunny suit!!" Fergus grumbled furiously as he struggled to get his four paws into the costume. 

After a bit of effort of fitting all of them into each limb of the pink-stitched piece of fabric, he steps back out from behind the couch to show Dylan and Dolly in his rabbit attire, in full display.

"There! You D-dawgs happy now?" Fergus said, his tone clearly dripping of annoyance.

The two top dogs of course were impressed over how Fergus looked, dressing up as a pink bunny. They expected Fergus to look ridiculous with the Easter Bunny get-up, but not to this extent. Needless to say, he looked absolutely ridiculous. And it doesn't help with the fact that he didn't look anything like a predator fresh from the wild, considering that the cotton tail was completely covering up his foxy tail. Fergus could only hope to pray that his already embarrassing moment of humiliation wouldn't get any worse.

"PPPFFFFTTTT!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" 

His prayers have fallen on deaf ears, as Dolly burst with laughter, tears springing from her eyes. The cackling tomboy  Dalmatian fell onto her back and started rolling side to side and kicking her hindlegs, all the  while clutching her sides in her shriek-filled laughter from seeing Fergus in his ridiculous costume.

"O-Oh, dog!!" Dolly managed to speak in her fit of laughter.

"I-I didn't think i-it was possible! Y-You look.... RIDICULOUS!! So much for being WILD! Oh dog, m-my ribs!!"

Fergus' eyes were practically almost as wide as dinner plates at Dolly's reaction. He looked down at his predicament he roped himself into. The laughing canine was right! The pathetic bunny costume he's stuck in really did strip away any sign of wild that he possessed and replaced it all with the non-threatening pink, fluffy, baby adorableness, the last thing that Fergus ever wanted to be! His blush flared up even more, as Dolly's constant teasing further fueled his embarrassment.

"W-wha? I-!? No!! I-I'm still wild!!" Fergus stammered, gob smacked by Dolly's remark. "S-Sid, Big Fee, help me out here!!"

He shifted his gaze to the two Canal Crew members hoping the two would back him up and spare him the extra humiliation, only to find that Sid and Big Fee had joined in on the laughter too, adding further insult to injury.

"I-I'm sorry! I'm s-sorry-y-y-y!!" Sid struggled to apologize between his fit of giggles.

"I-I'm so sorry, Fergus!! I-it... the b-bunny suit... the c-cuteness, I... I c-a-a-an't! It's too much!!"

"HA-HA-HA-HA!! Baby foxy is baby bunny!!" Big Fee chortled, kicking her tiny rat feet in amusement.

Fergus could only sit there gob smacked at the squirrel and rat's lack of spine, as their snorts and giggles joined with Dolly's mock-filled laughter and ridicule. Now the fox was livid, with a mix of embarrassment and utmost fury etched on his face. It took Fergus every fiber of his being to fight back the growing urge to lunge at Dolly and strangle her right here and there.

"Okay, 'Mr. Easter Bunny'", the smug stepbrother spoke up, making quotation marks with the digits of his paws.

"You look cute. You look convincing. Our brothers and sisters are gonna love your adorable look! Now, go grab your Easter basket, why dontcha?"

He slides the said Easter basket over to the incensed fox. The Easter Basket was filled to the brim with colorful eggs painted in different colored palettes and patterns. There was even a Dalmatian spot-patterned egg buried among the few dozen, painted boiled eggs.

The blushing, bunny-costumed fox's poofy bunny ears drooped behind his head. Frowning, he plopped his rump on the floor and again crossed his forelegs, and basically sat there, fuming in both shame and embarrassment as Dolly, Sid and Big Fee continue their mocking laughter. From the way he was sitting, Fergus practically looked like a young child sulking in their tantrum over not getting any dessert.

"Bark off, Dyl! I ain't showing myself out there like this just to entertain your sibs! And tell your sister to shut up!" Fergus growled, as Dolly was still teasing the poor fox and laughing her head off.

"Tsk-tsk-tsk, Fergus. Who was the dumb fox that got himself outfoxed in his dumb bet?" The smug stepbrother tutted.

"Plus, it's already being recorded! ~" He was holding up a  digital camcorder in his paw and had set it on record to state the obvious. "C'mon, buddy. You'd do anything for our siblings, right?"

"Yea! Be a big man, and go out there!" Big Fee said, giggling. "Do yer bunny hop for the wee siblings~!"

"Yeah, mate. You don't want to look bad in front of those innocent pups now, do ya?" Sid insisted.

At that moment, with all options completely off the table and no sly tricks to help him slip out of this uncomfortable dilemma, Fergus knew that he dug a tunnel too deep, and has no way of getting out of it.

"Traitors!!" Fergus spat at Sid and Big Fee. He lets out an angry huff before picking up the basket full of Easter eggs.

Now holding the basket in his mouth by the handle, Fergus trots over to the backyard door, but not before taking the basket out of his mouth and grabbing Dylan by his scruffy chest, pressing his snout against his to shoot his fierce predator-like glare into Dylan's innocent eyes.

"So help me, Dylan... If this footage somehow ends up gettin' leaked onto the net, I'll kill you! You, and your annoying sister!" Fergus said threateningly. Dylan grinned sheepishly, although he knows that the fox was just bluffing.

"Relax, dude", Dolly said with reassurance, yet still prideful.

"This dog fam knows not to be a tattletale through the worldwide woof over embarrassing secrets. Dalmatians family's honor."

Fergus shoves his dorky-spotted friend back on the floor before letting out a heavy sigh. The fox had been friends with the two annoying stepsiblings for several years to know that as  overbearing as they are, they would never go as far as to hurt their friends. 

Reluctantly, he picks up the Easter Egg basket again and stops at the slide door. He uses his paws to slide it open, and outside was a plethora of Dalmatian siblings playing about on the grass, celebrating their Easter in their own way. Some of them wore bunny hoods and  hopped around, while others played a nice simple game of Easter Egg hunting. 

Da Vinci was spending her own time painting each Easter Egg in different colorful patterns while DJ played low-fi springtime music playlist on his sound mixer to make their holiday livelier.

Dimitri 1 and 2 on the other paw were tossing easter eggs over to Dimitri 3 to see how many he could juggle, while Dawkins was bust designing a blueprint for a robotic toy bunny for his younger siblings to interact with.

All in all, the Dalmatian family were having a thrilling time celebrating the most wonderful holiday during the time of Spring, unaware of the fox's presence.

It's no biggie, Fergus thought to himself.

These ankle-biters haven't noticed you in the bunny  outfit yet. I'll just set my paw on the soft grass, be casual, blend in, not attract any attention and step back inside unnoticed. Simple.

Fergus could only hope that this plan will go without a hinge and relief Fergus of any further humiliation than what he's suffering in. Nervously, he slowly sets his paw on the grass, going  virtually unnoticed. So far, so good. The fox still has the sneaky nature beside him. He just needs to not make much noise and get caught being seen in such an embarrassing predicament--

"Heya, faaammm!!" Dolly hollered out, causing Fergus to jump and almost losing control of balancing the colorful eggs in the basket.

OH, FOR THE LOVE OF DOG!! REALLY, DOL'!? Fergus growled in his thoughts.

The spotted siblings stop their activities altogether upon hearing their eldest stepsibling's holler and shifted their attention toward her and Fergus. The poor Fox froze in fear.

"You will not believe who came to visit~!" Dolly presented the flustered fox, fully dressed in the pink easter bunny costume in a huge "Ta-da" fashion to her brothers and sisters.

Fergus gulped as he braced himself for his impending doom. Not long after a moment or two, the backyard was already filled with the sound of cheering and overjoyed barking among the  crowd of siblings.

"It's the Easter Bunny!!" Dizzy hollered with delight.

"He's here! He's here!" Dee-Dee cheered after her. 

Following her was a clamor of a hundred excited, spotty rascals chattering at once.

"Easter bunny! Easter bunny!"

"Whatcha get? Whatcha get for us?"

"Hey, stop pushing! I wanna see!"

"Hug the bunny! Hug the bunny!"

Of course, Fergus has to admit, it was not as bad as being laughed at by Dolly, but nevertheless, still a humiliating position to be in.

Welp... Fergus' pessimistic thoughts carried on. If I'm gonna go out there lookin' like an idiot, I might as well make it a good show. For these adorable ankle-biters.

Now having resigned to his imminent fate, he inhales through his nostrils and lets out another heavy sigh. Fergus assumes his position, puts on a fake smile while keeping the basket gripped in his mouth. He positions himself, sitting on his haunches, so that he's  standing like a real rabbit and proceeds to hop into the backyard. With each small leap in he air, he bounces across the soft grass with his own two foxy hindfeet. In turn, he earns himself another round of laughter from Dolly, who's standing right behind him watching the pathetic display before her.

And in no time flat, Fergus suddenly found himself swarmed in a sea of Dalmatians, as they crowd around him, shoving each other trying to give him a hug. Triple D were the first to make their remarks.

"OMD! You are so like"... Dallas cried.

"Tots ADORBS, Mr. Bunny!" Destiny added.

"Cuteness overload!" Deja Vu came in last.

In the meantime, Diesel popped out from underneath the burrows next to Fergus to interject.

"I heard the Easter Bunny is a super-fast tunnel dweller who digs 10000 tunnels a day around the world just to deliver plenty of kibble and doggy treats!" The digger pup spouted the facts enthusiastically.

"That's even more than I can dig!"

"Mr. Easter Bunny! How do you do all of that?" The curious Dizzy asked.

"Tell us, Mr. Bunny! We really got to know!" Her lop-eared sidekick Dee-Dee begged, desperately clutching her paws around Fergus' foreleg.

Meanwhile, the older siblings were observing the adorable sight of their younger siblings experiencing up-close interaction with the 'Easter Bunny'.

"Wait... that Easter bunny looks just like Fergus," Da Vinci eyes squinted in suspicion, as she watched Fergus getting literally dog-piled by her younger siblings from afar.

"Strange", a perplexed Dawkins said, tapping his chin in puzzlement.

"I don't think it's scientifically possible for rabbits to genetically develop a canine muzzle, let alone a fox's during their growth. This is obviously a rare case."

"Of course, it isn't, Dawkins. I think that Easter bunny is Fergus", DJ added, being one of the several pups to already recognize the fox in bunny's clothing.

"Wow! Fergus looks like he's been having his own string of bad luck," Dante said, somewhat feeling pity for the foxy victim."

"Huh. Looks like I'm not the only one then."

"Look at it this way, dear brother", Deepak said, reassuringly.

"Fergus' actions show that he'd do anything to make our family happy. I believe that his predicament may be a blessing for us... and maybe for him."

With all of the cute, fluffy chaos happening in the backyard, Dylan watches through the camera lens, recording every adorable detail in sight. It wasn't long after Dylan held himself together with Dolly, Sid and Big Fee laughing their heads off at their foxy friend, did he burst  into a fit of laughter as well.

"O-ho, man! This is too rich. Looks like this Easter is gonna be written up in the archives, eh bro?" Dolly guffawed, slapping his stepbrother on the back and wiping a tear.

"I think I'll be remembering this one for a looooooong time!"

"It's not just us, Sis! I think everyone will have something to cherish their memories with", Dylan laughed. "And I got it all on footage! ~"

Meanwhile, Fergus was able to resurface from the sea of Dalmatians he was buried deep in. He took a moment to drop his happy-bunny facade to glare at the two stepsiblings who had  gotten their way and his two Canal goons who weren't helpful in the slightest.

Of course, this whole shebang didn't turn out bad as Fergus had made it out to be at all. At the end, he was glad to make Dylan and Dolly's siblings happy in his reluctant cooperation with the two step siblings. Doug and Delilah would no doubt be pleased about what the fox did, though they're sure to be in stitches when they see the recording later on.

Fergus though was still miffed over how the two sly top dogs played him dirty and is forcing him to endure all of this.

And yet, a glint of mischief could be seen in Fergus' eyes, which hinted strongly that the sly fox may have some kind of sweet payback brewing in his clever mind for next year.

Thought you can get away with making me your Easter Bunny of the year, eh D-dawgs? Fergus' thoughts took over again. 

Well, enjoy your taste of victory while you can! You may think you've hustled ole' Fergus here, but this fox never forgets. I'm gonna get even with you two next Easter! Just. You. Wait.

Of course, he may have to think over what went wrong with his bet. But first, there was a number of spotty ankle biters that he plans to snuggle with...

-FIN-

[rustyrainedrops-blog]

Okay I read tsats and yall are being so overdramatic jeez

It was good. The montero joke was funny idc shut up. " nico wouldn't know this nico wouldn't say that" dawg let him live. Why do you have a parasocial relationship with a fictional character?

Also why is there so much nitpicking going on? Yea there were some inconsistencies but when aren't there with Rick? Some of these scenes were so beautifully written I cried, and I would've killed to have this book when I was in middle school figuring out my own sexuality. Why is everyone so focused on parts they didn't like? Bunch of negative Nancy's.

Just because your perception of what the characters should be or how they should act has been skewed by fanfic doesn't mean that Nico and Will were written out of character. Honestly, I appreciated the fact that Will wasn't perfect. I feel like it's been such a trope in the fandom to think of Will as a harmless ball of sunshine that can do no wrong and it's so annoying and unrealistic. People have faults. People learn. People grow.

"Wills whiny and lame" that's rich coming from yall, also he's literally a child of Apollo, he's basically the God of being whiny and overdramatic idk why ur so surprised.

It's just so annoying to see such a petty, negative reaction to a queer children's book. Yea it's not perfect, but it was still pretty great and I think that reading this when I was younger could have made a world of difference.

Anyways, Menoetes slayed. Go to sleep and reasses your priorities if ur hating on the book.

[thefanboyhub]

TW: Mentions of dark themes such as Sexual assault, Death, Abuse, Violence. Delusional themes related to daydreaming, more specifically maladaptive daydreaming. Curse words and foul language used; improper English and not proof read. Vent post but also an acknowledgement and brutal truth about maladaptive daydreaming.

If these themes make you uncomfortable do not read this and if you read anyways do not bitch about how graphic or crazy I am, stfu and leave me alone. If you related to this, I'm so sorry. We'll figure shit out buddy, don't die.

Some people really don't understand how bad Maladaptive Daydreaming is. Like I traumatized myself dawg, I've watched at least 20 of my own children or siblings (Dreamworld ones obviously) die in front of me. I've been shit, stabbed, tortured, abused, sexually harmed, like. Dawg. I'm not okay, my daydreams aren't happy go lucky rainbows: they're fucking brutal most of the time. I mean yeah I have good ones like finding the love of my life or doing good but there's always a twist. There's always something that breaks me just a little bit more. The worst part of it all is that I can't stop, I will never not daydream. I can't. I don't know how to exist without it. What's even worse is the fact I'm so detached from reality that I hardly feel any real emotions for people or when someone cries of something small I'm just like "seriously? Disgusting." Because my brain is convinced I've lived through worse. Even if I didn't actually fight in a war or kill someone for survival or was used as an experiment, my brain still keeps that shit locked in my code. It's part of the reason I have such a strong pain tolerance too. I can get so deep into the fantasy that I actively inflict physical pain on my body in a similar way that I'm dreaming about. That's not normal. I know it's not but I ain't gonna stop. How else do I function? I've been doing it since I was young, it's the one coping mechanism I rely on the most. Fucking hell a lot of my childhood memories that I swear up and down are real AREN'T. I will tell a story and my mom will straight up tell me that it didn't happen even though I can remember it in so much detail. I was a child and apparently I imagined getting stabbed by some random bitch but that never happened. It. Never. Happened. But I remember it. I remember the fucking pain of it. I remember the pain of losing any children I had, any siblings I swore to protect, every lover. I remember it all. But it's not fucking real. None of it is fucking real. It pisses me off but what else do I do? I never existed without this, I can't remember a time before I started daydreaming so deeply that it affected everything. It's why I get so pissed off when people lie to me because I genuinely have no idea when you aren't being truthful. My memory is bad that I constantly have to ask people what has happened even if I was actively there. There was a point in time where I asked my friends if something happened and they told me it did and I struggled to believe them. Do you know how fucked up it is to remember being raped but having no idea if it actually happened or not? Not knowing what memory was real or not is so hard when my daydreams are so specific and so very real. My mind is a maze and even I don't know how to escape it. So when I say I'm a prisoner in my own mind, I'm not talking about insecurity or anything like that: I'm talking about incapability to escape my dreams. Like I watched the love of my life die in front of me a few months ago. I HAD TO SNAP HER NECK TO PUT HER OUT OF HER FUCKING MISERY. I BURIED HER WITH MY OWN HANDS, AND MY DAUGHTER ASKED ME WHY I WAS FUCKING CRYING AND PUT A FLOWER ON MY LOVERS DEAD BODY AND TOLD ME TO KEEP LOOKING FORWARD. I cried for weeks. I was gone after that. That's the shit I deal with. I can't tell people this shit cuz they'll think I'm fucking crazy or that I'm lying or tell me to get help. Like nothing can help this, I just have to manage it. I have to try to stay present when I'm with people, I have to try to not isolate. It's so hard. The amount of shit I've been through without actually being put through it is bad. Not to mention the actual shit I've been through that started this problem. I hate it. I hate that I have this permanent disconnection to the rest of the world. I will never fit in because I'm not all here. I'm not normal. I'm not ok. I can't "fix" it. I'm fucking broken man. And I'm not sure what to do. It's weird. Anyways, yeah. Maladaptive Daydreaming sucks.

[toehwa6]

I’m crying I’m dreaming I’m running

Im running AWAY

Im running AWAY

Im running AWAY

Where oh where will I go

Imagine going somewhere where it always felt good

Would it really be that good without the bad

I learned I’m not a hedonist the other day. Turns out I’m an idiot lol

I def have hedonistic tendencies like with drugs and cumming and stuff, but I’m much too reserved and long term goal oriented

Even the updated shit just seems fucking stupid

Of course I’m trying to remember their arguments but unfortunately I’m also stupid

But the whole idea of everything is about pleasure is fucking stupid

Oh I think I remember

Instead of getting turnt %100 of the time, you should enjoy life’s “good” qualities

Like good wine and stories and conversations between all your stupid fucking friends

Cynics are fucking stupid too I guess I’m a stoic which sucks because if I say that it’ll sound like I’m sucking my own dick and or balls

How bout this bitch I’m hearing about has to blow this guy that hates her and he’s like when you blow me I need you to put all of my cock and both balls in your mouth

And I’m not fucking joking she was like yeah I really don’t like it but it’s what he wants

You gotta do, what you gotta do

But like dawg how is that even good it has to be like a humiliation/domination thing

I got my dick sucked real good recently. Was fucking TOP

Came from a bj for the first time ever. I thought I was IMMUNE

Do I feel better? I don’t think so

I honestly think I’m getting too high

Unfortunately right hehehe

I wouldn’t stop talking about Valium to my therapist today

He’s like why are you getting a new ortho? Besides more Valium

And I was like

Unfortunately, that is why I’m getting a new doctor

Actually fuck that I’m getting a new doctor because the one I’ve had forever totally FUCKED me he FUCKED me so FUCKING HARD

I HAVE TO LEARN ABOUT MY BACK PROBLEMS FROM PT PEOPLE AND YOUTUBE VIDEOS ??

FUCKING KILL YOURSELF YOU FUCKED ME YOU FUCKED ME HOLY SHIT

3 FUCKING YEARS

WASTED. REGRESSION. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.

I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS

FUCK YOU, FUCK AHN, FUCK YOU MAKING ME THINK YOU WERE MY FRIEND AND CARES

YOURE NOTHING BUT MONEY TO THESE FUCKING PEOPLE

THEY DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOU

STAMP AND GET THE FUCK OUT HERES SOME PILLS IF YOU NEED THEM SEE YOU IN SIX MONTHS

FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU

IM FUCKED

MY LIFE IS OVER

I HATE BEING ALIVE FUCK FUCK FUCK

At least you won’t be in a wheelchair

At least you get to see your family

At least you get to follow your fucking dreams

GO HOME AND RELAX

LEAVE WORK AT WORK

WHO GIVES A FUCK IF YOURE RUINING LIVES

YOURE NOTHING BUT CANCER

Cancercancercanerparasiteparasiteparasite

Fuck AHN fuck doctors fuck that asshole that assaulted my fucking gf on her trip

I fucking hate EVERYONE

I wish could FUCKING DIE

I HATE BEING ALIVE

LISTEN TO ME SCREAM

LISTEN TO MY CRIES

AM I HUMAN BEING

OR SOMEONE MADE OF LIES

IMLYINGIMLYINGIMLYING

TOEVERYONEEVERYONEEVERYONE

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK

Hit or miss

I guess they never miss huh

Can’t wait to lose 30 pounds so I can cosplay and wear a fucking dress finally

Can’t wait to fucking feel pretty

Tiffany shit only goes so far for feeling pretty

It definitely makes me feel pretty when I look at it tho

I fucking hate myself

[sad-babyy-05]

i feel like living with ur partner really is so eye opening. i think weve had our first real fight? im not upset about it though! we went about it in a really healthy way. he was upset because since we’ve started living together i tend to neglect myself and i put aside my feelings for him and when i really need help i keep it to myself because im worried ill bother him.

i guess i have this irrational fear that if i rely on him for too much he’ll think im a user? or that im taking advantage of him?

i guess in hindsight it wasn’t an argument but more of an in depth conversation about our needs and how we can meet them.

my mental health has been a little funky and i had a really bad cough panic attack but i didnt want to bother him so i locked myself in the bathroom for an hour and waited for it to pass. it was kinda brutal. He felt so guilty because he wasn’t able to help le due to me locking the door. just like i support him emotionally, he wants to do the same but i unfortunately keep closing that side of me off and don’t give him the opportunity.

i ended up having another really bad breakdown because of all the emotions during the convo and cried and hyperventilated in his arms. He comforted me so well and i love when he rubs my back and its so soothing.!it unfortunately took me a minute to calm down but o got there.

edit; dawg this was like a week ago and i never finished it 🤦🏻‍♀️

anywhooo were all good now, we talked it out and we’re gonna spend more designated time together, now that were both working we gotta really schedule dates and stuff 😋

[bubupop]

Scrunchies (Obey Me)

Was it just my school were girls would make their boy/friends wear their scrunchies as a way to mark territory??? It’s just such a funny concept to me. Imagine it but with the boys lols ------

Lucifer would pretend he doesn’t care at all. You mention it casually and he hums in acknowledgment and that’s it. Period. Then that comments bugs him FOR DAYS but the man would not ask you anything related to it, he REFUSES to. Pls take mercy on him, MC. The day you give him your scrunchie to wear he’s so so so happy (but like, inside) but you can see how happy he is in his actions when he doesn’t punish anyone that day and babies you even more than usual. Won’t say it out loud but he likes being desired and  he would ALWAYS wear his scrunchie even if he doesn’t shows it (which he doesn’t, most of the time) until it comes to annoy his brothers, then he purposefully rolls his sleeves a little to fully display it. Yes, that’s right you peasants, he’s got the scrunchie.

Mammon puffs and pouts about it. Like a little kid he sees the scrunchie in your wrist and he just huffs. MC, he thought you loved him?? HOW COULD YOU, you monster. He would take matters into his own hands buying himself a scrunchie and gifting it to you. POWER MOVE, DAWG. Just like with clothes now you two do the swap. He is very happy and always makes sure to show off his special scrunchie bracelet. Until he accidentally breaks it and he cries for the longest time):

Levi would pout, too. But he won’t do anything about it. He would just longingly gaze at your scrunchie. Why would you give it to him in the first place? He doesn’t even deserve it? He won’t even try to ask for it, he just resigns himself. Oh well, it is what it is kind of bastard. Then one day you just grab his wrist and you slide the scrunchie point blank, no expression and no acknowledgement of what you just did. You deadpan and he experiences a 404: error. He would use the scrunchie from time to time to get his bangs out of his face until he realizes it smells like your perfume and now he doesn’t dare touch it. The hair accessory now lives with his MC secret collection.

Satan would just take it from you. He would hold your hand, slide it off and put it on. No questions asked. Why do you mean why?? MC, he’s yours after all, no? He tried to act so confidently and smug about it, too. You can’t fool anyone with those red ears, Mr. Man! He is so happy with the scrunchie you couldn’t bare take it back (or would you?? you heartless beingD:). He also spends time just looking at his wrist, a piece of you always with him. When he gets mad he just looks at it and thinks of you. simp.

 Asmo gets whiny whiny. MMMMCCCC, why won’t you give him the scrunchie? What do you mean you only got one? So? He’d buy you tons of new ones! Just give him that one, pls! He’s dying, he’s starving for love and you aren’t doing anything about it, hmph! When you finally give up he takes so many pictures of the scrunchie in his wrist he fills his stories and now the whole scrunchie thing has become a thing. Good job, Asmo. Now your siblings are fighting to get the scrunchie too. He is very smug too, showing it off to EVERYONE. He will get you some accessories to make up for what he took, don’t worry bebe.

Beel doesn’t think much of it neither does Belphie until all of their brothers show interest and then it snowballs into a competition. Beel would just look at you like a giant kicked puppy thinking of how to say he wants it, too. Look at his eyes and tell him no, I dare you. You can’t. Belphie is a mix of whines and taking it. The day you aren’t wearing it he just takes it and never gives it back. What are you gonna do? Fight him? Yeah right you puny human, he he. Beel and Belphe will share the scrunchie, tho.

[passionesolja]

Why Bruno Bucciarati is a Better Man Than Obi Wan Kenobi

I’m sick and tired of the obi wan Kenobi dickriding. Y’all gassing up Kenobi and he failed a child. One child.

Bruno is a mob man who has to take care of 2 to 3 children, a man who wear the tiger skin pants and a crop top in public 24/7, and an gothic alcoholic who is his boyfriend (cmon they got something going on).

This is the series finale of the lil versus battles I do so I’m going out like a bad bitch. Like blue face say “I’m finna get disrespectful in this mf”.

Swag

Bruno a literal fashion icon. Araki literally said “damn I need a character for the Gucci collab? He and Jolyne will be in it” he has been in the Gucci store, looking hardsome as fuck. How the fuck he wear a bob cut and still look good? How the fuck he wear lingerie in public and still look fine? How the fuck he have big ass zippers on his clothing and still look handsome? A bitch do not know.

Meanwhile, Kenobi dressing dusty and stale like some bread. Dude literally got the dirt colorways on. Kenobi ain’t in the mob, he ain’t grinding and hustling hard like dawg couldn’t even bring himself to color coordinate it. Dawg can’t even pull off the simple color schemes like Bruno did.

Kenobi, at least Luke had the Chanel boots on. Bitch your boots from Ross.

Who Had Resolve

Did Bruno hide when he knew what was right? No. He said “nah fuck this I can’t hand over the boss (who I work for) his daughter because he’ll kill her.”

Bruno could have easily fled with Trish and nem somewhere. Because that The easy option. The safest. He could have run away but he ain’t.

Bruno died at 20 years old, but not before watching the youngest and oldest member of his team die terrible deaths. All based on them agreeing to pursue Bruno’s ambition with him.

Keep in mind, Diavolo is more powerful than Sidious.

He ain’t ever run. He ain’t leave and run. Unlike a certain someone.

Kenobi choose to run. He could have stood and fought until the end but he said “no I think I’ll let someone else do this 20 years in the future when the galaxy has gotten worst”

Bruno would never did that. That real resolve. He said “fuck the odds. We gon do this dead or alive” and he did it. He ain’t even live see the fruits of it, but he accomplished his dreams regardless. He followed his moral code.

Kenobi said “nah fuck the whole galaxy who I think is going to be thrown in turmoil. I’ll run away and try to make this baby do it when he 20 or some. Not my responsibility lmaooo”

Who Actually Cried When Their Peoples Died

Kenobi did not give a fuck about what he did to Anakin. I’m sorry. He ain’t even have the Jedi compassion to actually kill Anakin. He had no mercy in his heart to humanely finish the man he knew for a decade.

Kenobi was fine just letting Anakin suffer and die in tremendous pain. Oh, but anakin was his “brother” right? Dawg, stop the cap. If that how you treat your “brother who you love” I don’t wanna be your enemy.

Dawg, when Abbachio died, Bruno bit his lip so hard it drew blood. (I’m linking the full anime scene because the panel don’t do it justice). Dawg had to bite back tears and breaking down so much he made himself bleed because he knew that if he broke down, it’d demoralize the team and that Abbachio’s murderer was close most likely. Dawg couldn’t even mourn his bestie—or his lul Soulja—before he died.

Dawg had to put his own personal feelings above immeasurable and crippling grief because it would jeopardize the whole team.

Meanwhile, Kenobi just couldn’t bring himself to take Anakin out his suffering the right thing to do because he “didn’t have in him”.

Keep in mind, it wasn’t like Leone knew Bruno nearly all his life like Kenobi and Anakin did. They had known each other for like 3-5 years max I assume.

Hell, Kenobi didn’t even mourn the Jedi’s death like that and those were his “family”

Dude fr acting like a robot who just got their emotional microchip in and the emotional meter isn’t sensitive.

Who Boyfriend is Hotter

One got NO bitches. No dudes. No nothing. The other got a fine, goth boyfriend who’s Stand makes fax machine noises. No competition here.

Conclusion

Obi wan would let you die even if y’all were friends for a decade. Bruno would fight for you and die for you if he knew you for three years.