#dree guy au

[agentmanatee]

Ok. Hear me out.

A fitzskimmons Free Guy AU called Free Sky(e)

Skye is a NPC in an online game living her life the way it was programmed; she wears a daisy-printed shirt everyday and she covets the Quake gloves she sees in the fashion store window. That is until she crosses path with hero Boshtok, Fitz's in-game character, as he hunts for evidence that his and Jemma's code was stolen without proper credit. Well, you see where this is going.

Thought? This could work with any one of them in any role. Personally, it cracks up to think that the beefed-up Skye could just be Inhuman Daisy high on the space puffies.

[tyunniverse]

TXT x DISNEY Halloween Shorts 🎃 (2/5)

pairing: ot5 x reader

genre: fluff, crack, college au

warnings: light swearing

synopsis: there's a halloween event at your uni and a few students are in the mood for misfit.

yeonjun | soobin | beomgyu | taehyun | hueningkai

SOOBIN | Snow White (1.5k)

The streets of the university were busier than usual, with various departments and classes loitering around the campus holding their own events for the Halloween festivities tonight. Your class decided to keep things simple, stating that you're already working hard enough with your studies so why not use this time to relax and well, not do much despite still participating. Yeah, that's it. You couldn't agree more.

So the entire class opted to hand out free candied apples to those that can recite the names of all seven dwarves in Snow White. It was that or going out dressed as said dwarves while aggressively singing the Heigh Ho song as you went around the campus. Although, you did spot a few classmates of yours earlier wearing dwarf costumes but then again you could've just been seeing things. Too much candied apples, you think.

“Y/N, let's head over there. A lot of people are gathering.” Your classmate, Soojin, tells you and the two of you follow your other classmates towards the crowd.

Soojin takes out a sign printed on paper that read: Free Candied Apples. It didn't even say anything about the condition in order to earn them, and lacked any indication that this was for a Halloween event. Perhaps your classmates took the “Let's take it easy.” advice too seriously. You ponder whether or not people would actually accept your sweet treats.

“Free food?” A guy with pink hair, carrying a huge duffel bag walks by and takes a look at the sign before eyeing the tray of candied apples in your hands. “Looks good. Don't mind if I do then.” He grins and was about to take one of the apples when Soojin grabs his hand.

“You get one if you can recite the names of all the seven dwarves in Snow White.” Soojin deadpans.

The guy retracts his hand. “The only dwarf I know is that Duck guy but oh well.” He sighs. One last look at the apples and the guy was scurrying away.

You look at Soojin and giggle. “I'm pretty sure he meant Doc.”

“He didn't even try.”

You tell Soojin that you'll roam around for a while to hopefully find more people who're interested for a quick bite. “Free Candied Apples if you can name all seven dwarves in Snow White!” You announce, repeating it twice for good measure.

From the corner of your eye, you spot a guy with blue hair fast approaching. You pretend not to see him until he called out.

“Hey!” The guy greets, now grinning in front of you. “These candied apples are free, right?”

You give him a look over and notice that he was already carrying around a bunch of goodies that you assume were also from other classes that were handing out free stuff. This guy was on a roll.

“Yup. If you can tell me the names of all seven dwarves then you get a free apple.” You smile back at him.

“That's easy.” The guy's smile grows wider with confidence. He must be the first person you've encountered tonight who looked so prepared to answer.

Soojin quickly calls your attention from afar, waving her hands frantically before pointing at the folder sticking out of the paper bag you'd brought along. “Oh!” You put the tray down on the bench and take out the folder, opening it. You look back at the guy with yet another smile. “Since you look like you can actually win this, I'm gonna have to write your name here on our customers list. Can you tell me your first name and department?”

“Soobin, Nursing Department.”

“Alright, thank you.” You say, writing his name before putting the folder back in the bag. “Okay, Soobin.”

The guy, Soobin, perks up after hearing his name. His eyes flutter towards the tray of candied apples that you were now holding.

“A dree apple in exchange for the seven dwa—.”

“Bashful, Doc, Grumpy, Sleepy, Sneezy, Happy, and Dopy.”

“...” A laugh escapes you when he started enumerating. You thought it was cute how he was too excited to even let you finish. “Impressive.” You tell him.

Soobin smirks, feeling pretty proud himself. “I memorized their names today in the shower. You never know when you're gonna need it during events like this, right?” He winks and you can't help but notice the dimple on his cheek. That just made him ten times cuter than he already was. You doubt he actually memorized their names in the shower though. From the looks of it, he might've been a Disney fan since he was a kid.

“Go ahead, pick one. You deserve it.” You raise the tray higher and Soobin happily takes the one in the middle.

He was about to say something as he took the apple when the two of you hear a faint chanting in the distance that got louder and louder as the seconds pass.

“You think there's some sort of performance going on?” Soobin asks but you couldn't quite hear him over the chanting.

“What?” You lean in closer and so does he.

“Is there a performance going on?” He asks, his voice a bit louder than before.

“I—”

Heigh-ho, Heigh-ho

Heigh-ho, Heigh-ho

Heigh-ho, Heigh-ho

It's home from work we go

In an instant, you were surrounded by a group of seven dwarves whose faces looked far too familiar for you not to notice. They're circling around you and Soobin, continuously chanting the song lyrics aggressively.

Heigh-ho, Heigh-ho

It's home from work we go

It didn't take a few seconds for you to piece together that these were your classmates who'd suggested the whole dwarf idea in the class meeting. Looks like they really wanted to do the thing afterall. But they weren't the only ones who'd gone against the class agreement tonight.

A mischievous grin creeps up your lips as you eye Soobin, naïvely chuckling at your classmates' buffoonery. Poor guy just had to pick the one in the middle, you thought.

There was a reason why you'd separated from Soojin earlier. And it was to switch one of the candied apples with one you'd personally tampered with. You'd gone through numerous trials and errors this morning but you'd finally succeeded in hiding a gummy worm inside an apple, and now that apple was in Soobin's hands. It was Halloween afterall, a little scare prank should be okay, right?

You eagerly watch as Soobin takes a bite, his attention still on your classmates, not noticing the gummy worm that had sprung out.

“Soobin!” You call out to him, hoping he'd hear you despite of your classmates' loud chants.

Soobin turns to face you and smiles, still chewing on the piece he just bit off. “Yes?”

“How does it taste?” You ask, trying your best not to sound too obvious.

Soobin continues to chew on the apple, thinking that the texture felt a little odd. As if something unfamiliar was mixed along the snack. “It tastes great.” He says despite the odd feeling in his mouth. “I'm a huge fan of caramel.”

He wished caramel and apple were the only things he tasted in his mouth right now but there was something else. A taste that he couldn't quite describe.

“That's good to hear. We put in a lot of effort in making them tonight.” Well, you put a lot of effort in inserting the gummy worm but he'll find out about that soon. “We especially wanted it to look right.”

“Looks and tastes pretty good to me.” Soobin says, looking down at the treat in his hand. His eyes widen when he spots something small in the middle, moving around in a swaying motion. The weird texture in his mouth, the unfamiliar taste mixed in with the caramel, and now this thing inside the apple— this thing that had its head bitten off of it's body— Soobin was quite sure of it. He had eaten a worm.

A worm.

Heigh-ho, Heigh-ho

It's home from work we go

“Soobin, is something wrong?” You couldn't hold back the grin in your face.

Soobin looks at you and then back at the apple. “I think I'm gonna—”

He wasn't able to finish his sentence the apple falls from his hand and onto the ground, his body soon following after. One of your classmates manages to catch him and you put the tray down and hurry to his side.

“Oh shit. I think he fainted.” Your classmate tells you and you gulp. “We'll get him to the infirmary.”

In a split second, all seven dwarves were huddled around Soobin, hoisting him up and quickly maneuvering their way towards the infirmary. You were about to run after them when Soojin approaches you, Soobin's candied apple in her hand.

“Care to explain?” She dangles the piece of fruit in front of you and you frown.

Perhaps putting gummy worms in apples was a bad idea after all.

Soobin furrows his brows, feeling quite uncomfortable with the amount of arms holding his body up while taking him towards who knows where. He makes a mental note to himself: stop playing fainting pranks on people.

[thebarefootcajunpetiteshistoires]

Petite histoire numéro deux : la meilleure salade de pommes de terre de L'anse Drigie

Marlin et Merlin vivaient ensemble comme deux vieux célibataires. Ils étaient ensemble depuis des années, cinquante-neuf pour être exact. Ces deux hommes excentriques se sont rencontrés au lycée en classe de géométrie; le professeur les assit l'un à côté de l'autre pour que Merlin puisse aider Marlin, qui avait du mal en géométrie. Merlin avait un talent pouri la géométrie, Marlin considérait la géométrie comme un non-sens ; il ne pouvait pas comprendre cela! Les preuves étaient surestimées ! Beaucoup plus un homme de mots, Marlin était amoureux des jeux de mots et de la création d'histoires. Marlin était un conteur né; il a commencé à écrire ses histoires sur papier - les gens ont commencé à demander et même à acheter ses histoires. Par défaut, Marlin est devenu auteur ; pourtant il préférait être connu comme conteur ; avec du style, du flair et des performances diva-ish, plus comme des performances de jeu d'un homme par Marlin. Tailleur talentueux, Marlin a également créé ses propres costumes.

Marlin et Merlin étaient généralement appelés M et M, par les familles et les amis. Ils étaient tellement aimés par tout le monde sur L'anse Drigie (dree - guy, signifiant Rascal) un adjectif parfait pour ces deux-là; c'étaient des coquins. Riant et faisant des blagues tout le temps, M et M étaient ravis d'être là !

Ils vivaient sur un terrain d'un quart d'acre avec des buissons de magnolia doux marquant le périmètre de leur maison; les fruits des buissons étaient des pétales de fleurs en forme de minuscules bananes. Vivant dans une ancienne grange convertie en appentis, les gars l'avaient rénovée en une merveille architecturale. Utilisant majoritairement des vieux bois, de l'étain et de la pierre, l'endroit resplendissait d'émerveillement. Sur le toit en appentis, les gars avaient peint un arc-en-ciel gigantesque 🌈.

Marlin et Merlin gagnaient leur vie en faisant des petits boulots; ils n'ont jamais refusé aucune demande et ont généralement facturé des pièces ou des matériaux, pas de frais de main-d'œuvre. C'était leur plaisir d'aider leurs amis et même des étrangers. Ils étaient payés en argent, en nourriture, en bétail ; cependant chacun a pu les rémunérer pour ses compétences.

Les garçons étaient des professionnels, fournissant un travail impeccable. La nuit, Marlin écrivait ses histoires. Le samedi soir, lui et Merlin ont ouvert leur maison pour une heure du conte où Marlin a lu d'anciens favoris et a également partagé de nouveaux courts métrages. Merlin, d'autre part, était un cuisinier de premier ordre; surtout connu pour sa cuisine cajun locale, utilisant des viandes fumées comme la saucisse et le tasso, dans sa cuisine. Marlin a diverti et Merlin s'est nourri lors de ces rassemblements du samedi soir qui ont attiré des foules de partout - les rassemblements sont passés de vingt-cinq à cent vingt-cinq !

Ces garçons devenaient des stars notables ! Marlin se faisait souvent demander son autographe et avait décidé de publier certains de ses courts métrages dans une anthologie. Bien sûr, M et M avaient la tête vissée sainement. Rien de cette notoriété régionale ne leur a donné la grosse tête. Ils adoraient les gens et les rassemblements intergénérationnels où les gens riaient et les esprits montaient en flèche avec la positivité et les esprits sains. C'était comme ça à l'époque, les gens parlaient sans utiliser la technologie. Les lignes téléphoniques du groupe (8 personnes partageaient 1 ligne téléphonique) étaient disponibles pour les urgences, pas pour les bavardages inactifs. Il fallait faire attention à ce que l'on disait, car on pouvait décrocher le téléphone à n'importe quelle heure du jour ou de la nuit et écouter des conversations privées ; cependant, tout le monde savait que les conversations téléphoniques sur les lignes partagées n'étaient pas privées.

Un exemple de tracas de lignes partagées (troubles):

Mme Terrebonne ne parlait toujours pas à Mme Quinilty puisqu'elle, Mme Terrebonne, avait surpris une conversation privée entre Mme Quinilty et une amie.

Voici l'histoire :

Il y avait une grande réunion de planification de la fête du Mardi Gras, et avant la réunion, Mme Terrebone a entendu Mme Quinilty dire à une de ses amies au téléphone qu'elle espérait que Mme Terrebonne n'apporterait pas sa salade de pommes de terre qui avait toujours des coquilles d'œufs. dedans. Mme Quinilty a dit à son amie que Mme Terrebonne devrait être plus prudente lorsqu'elle écalait ses œufs à la coque.

Qui veut entendre le crépitement des coquilles d'œufs entre ses dents en mordant dans une fourchette pleine de salade de pommes de terre ? » Et Mme Quinilty ne s'est pas arrêtée là : « Sa salade de pommes de terre a besoin de plus de mayonnaise et elle ne met pas assez de sel ! », a commenté Mme Quinilty à son amie sur la ligne du parti.

Maintenant, Mme Quinilty a su que quelque chose n'allait pas lorsqu'elle a entendu le récepteur de quelqu'un surprendre leur conversation au sujet des coquilles d'œufs et du manque de sel dans la salade de pommes de terre lorsqu'elle a entendu le récepteur taper sur la base du téléphone pendant sa conversation avec son amie. Et à l'église ce dimanche matin suivant, Mme Terrebonne était assise de l'autre côté de la salle pendant leur classe d'école du dimanche pour femmes ; un fait inhabituel puisque Mme Terrebonne et Mme Quinilty étaient habituellement assises côte à côte. Mme Quinilty savait qu'elle avait fait une erreur en faisant des commentaires sur la salade de pommes de terre d'une femme sur une ligne du parti. C'est le Sud; personne ne devrait jamais avoir le culot de jeter la salade de pommes de terre de quelqu'un d'autre - un plat de couronnement dans le Sud

Marlin et Merlin partageaient un talent de médiateurs ; une autre plume à ajouter à leur casquette dans cette communauté de L'anse Drigie. Ils étaient déterminés à faire reparler Mme Terrebonne et Mme Quinilty avant le gombo du Mardi Gras. Les garçons savaient que ce ne serait pas une tâche facile, mais ils étaient prêts à relever le défi ! Deux femmes qui ne parlaient pas ont brisé l'énergie chi dans la prairie cajun !

Marlin et Merlin ont mis un plan en action; ils ont décidé d'amener les deux dames, Mme Terrebonne et Mme Quinilty chez eux pour un bonbon gay dans le pot de café et des beignets avec beaucoup de sucre en poudre. Qui pourrait résister à une si douce gourmandise ? Les gars savaient que le sucre en poudre était un faiseur de miracles dans le domaine de la psychologie. Les femmes pleureraient, s'embrasseraient et se pardonneraient en un rien de temps. Et c'est exactement ce qui s'est passé ! Avec des moustaches en sucre en poudre, Mme Terrebonne et Mme Quinilty pleuraient et s'étreignaient comme si rien ne s'était jamais passé entre elles.

Peu de temps après, Mme Quinilty a entendu Mme Terrebonne dire à cette même amie que Mme Terrebonne avait le MEILLEUR plat de couronnement de salade de pommes de terre, parfaitement salée et sans morceaux de coquille d'œuf, sur L'anse Drigie!

[tcphra-blog]

hey guys!! i’m so excited to be here ( been stalking this place since it first came up in the tags but alas, real life )!! yall prob already know, but im dree ( she/her ) && right off the bat i should prob warn you, i’m already one of the slower muns in this directory,, , didn’t wanna include that cause i didn’t want u guys to Not want to plot w me, but my conscience got the best of me so!!! anw pls don’t let that deter u i literally love plotting and rping and i guarantee, if we share a ship, im either a) thinking up scenarios of them tgt and giggling, b) scrolling through ur muse’s tag fc and swooning for my muses or c) both......

enough of my rambling tho!!! below the cut are some random plots that i think are p neat to get the ball rolling, but don’t hesitate to like this post even if none of them tickle ur fancy!! we can alw brainstorm!!

✨ A L T E R E D C A R B O N. YOU HEAR ME!!! technology exposed humanity as the biggest snake since taylor && muse a was poor but In Love, but then their lover died tragically and their sleeve is now used by muse b and muse a has to cope w that ( also fall in love w muse b xo )

✨ ROYAL AU!!! i’ve written a few princes and princesses in my time, but clearly not enough!!! i absolutely love royal historical au ( modern is also ok but im partial to historical tbh ) ( edit: bit more selective since i already have 2 royal plots rn!! granted one of them is modern and fantasy-like :x )

✨ mutant au?? not so much the “we’re running from the government” mutant au, but the “oh shit wtf i touched that mug and my hand literally just went through it??” beginning phases!! don’t think that’s explored enough in krp tbh

✨ zombie apocalypse au!! “we had a thing before the zombie apocalypse started and u REALLY fucked me up and now surprise i have to save ur ass bc im still not over u get moving or im rlly gna shoot u”

✨ idol au,, , im a trainee abt to debut and ur one of the dancers and ur rlly hot but im rlly not supposed to care

✨ mafia au!! “im a police spy and im p much a pawn rn so no one tells me anyth but im sleeping w u bc im hoping to get into the mafia inner circle and... wait wtf why are you in my department pretending to be the new detective.......” spyception

✨ rich kids au!!! “im rich, ur rich, our parents say we should get tgt, but ur actually vile”

✨ for slice of life.... maybe ballerinas in a rlly competitive, world renown ballet school?? young adults in love in a place where ur supposed to deem everyone as ur competitor && enemy? yep

✨ jocks,, , originally a fuckboy jock but he’s now pussy whipped by honor roll cheerleader...... ( prob the best time to say that the kinda cliche i write The Best are dumb jocks w an overactive sex drive )

✨ rich girl + boy next door ( varchie is my shit )

✨ “ive been in love w u forever but Anxiety anw i made some half-assed pact telling u we should get married when we’re still single by the time we hit 30,, anw we haven’t talked in 5 years but im 30 now so wyd”

✨ UNHEALTHY. RELATIONSHIPS. THAT. MAY. NOT. END. WITH. A. HAPPY. ENDING. 

✨ kim jisoo/nam joohyuk friendship PLEASE

✨ literally anything ( i mean it ),, i especially love aus based on books/movies/anime and even if i don’t know it, literally just give me a tl;dr of it and i will be into it i promise