#grumply fics

[littleleelee]

Drabbles-?

uhm so.. first post ig-? These are just things i personally love in fics so imma just- put this here bc it'll most likely contain a ieawhat kinds of fics ill post xd

anyway,, GN reader bc yaahhh

For now im only doing one piece bc its my current hyperfixation x-x

i love reversal comfort fics, especially when its for naturally grump af characters like Law and Mihawk for examples, however i usually keep the opinion to myself because.. i always HC the grumpy characters to be so overly clingy when their with that One person they trust... like cuddly, lovey, messes.

like here me out rq

Mihawk just came back from doing fuck all nothing, for like 3 weeks. Hes Tired and annoyed af. Like even PERONA, aint bugging him bc she can tell hes just PISSED. His posture is fuck all off, like hes slump walking thro the castle. He stumbles his lank self into the bedroom you and him would share, that inconviently does NOT, have you.

~ so, He grumply groans around the castle trynna find you. He ends up finding you in the libery doing one of your hobbies, like reading or writing, whatever you can imagin, just chillin on a lounge sofa in there.

~ This 44 yr old man is puffing out his cheeks with a pout, taking whatever is in your hands and tossing it to the floor, IGNOREING, ALL protests, an plopping RIGHT on you. whether its your chest, lap, back, whatever he lands on is where hes staying.

~ "M-Mihawk?! dearest-" is all you can honestly say- your emotions are everywhere.

~ Eventually you just take it, not questioning him at all. Letting him rest.

~ You ARE, 10000%, teasting him later about it.

Law, is a tad bit different. Hes a touch starved workaholic of all things, pushing himself and isolating 100% of the time. So i do believe you'd have to be the one to break him open, and when you do he is just a babbling gloop.

~ Hes been in his office for however much hours again, for the umpthten time. You've had, frankly enough. Your not really his lover yet, but you are a decent-mounts close to him. So surely you can ineed, get something out of him right?

~ After storming in his office, you can see him with his head in his hands at his desk, as he slowly meets your gaze, he just melts into his desk. You walk over and speak like prolly 5 words, somth like

~ "is everything alright, law, youve been-" is probably all you get out before your shambled into some form of bedroom, and law just putting all his weight into you.

~this weight tumbles you both into the bed behind you. He aint even hugging you hes just, SINKING into you with his weight.

~Your 100% falling asleep like this, and law isnt letting you believe it happened.

probably gonna.. make a rule/masterlist post eventually. idk when, 4 now just comment smth or any reqs ya got! thanks for reading ~

[pablopascal]

My Fireflies

New Prompt: Francisco happily observing his family.

Francisco “Catfish” Morales x fem!Reader Warnings: fluff, cursing, cuteness Word Count: 974

Original Prompt: the rest of the boys meet the reader and they teased Frankie because he became soft and adorable. (Pope knows the reader because they grew up together)

A/N: Thanks to my friends Alyssa @myownworstenemyyy and Diana @everything-lost-and-unsaid for this idea. Panchito and poncho are common nicknames for Francisco. Also I’m terrible at Spanish thanks to my dad not teaching me. The full fic won’t be in Spanish. I’m not new to writing, but it’s been a while since I’ve written. My requests are always open so feel free to send an ask in. I answer quickly and you can Private Message me if that makes you more comfortable. Hope everyone like the short drabble!! I am literally dying from cramps but decided to finish this fic that I turned into a drabble. I might actually finish when I am not behind four weeks of assignments. Wish me luck besties!! leave likes reblogs and comments much appreciated loves!!

*DO NOT REPOST ANYWHERE*

- You sighed for what felt like the hundredth time in the last ten minutes,”come on Frankie! Hurry up or we’re going to be late.” Frankie and you had been invited to a get together by Pope. You would think Frankie would be the one down in the living room telling you to hurry with him being in the military, but nope he wasn’t.

Frankie is known for always making y’all late to everything, so Pope would understand. Pulling your phone out to kill time knowing Frankie would probably be down in five minutes or more. Who knows with him? You were so focused on the game you were playing that you didn’t hear his footsteps as Frankie walked down the stairs.

He called your name but he got no response, so he walked into the living room to see you slumped on the couch grumply playing on your phone. He smiled sweetly at your grumpy state then walked up behind the couch and slowly wrapped his arms around your shoulders. Also putting his head between your head and shoulder leaving feathery kisses on your neck. He heard you sigh into the kisses, but instead of going further; you pushed him away and turned your head towards him and gave him a look.

“Frankie we can’t. We are already late as it is.” He pouted but it stopped and turned into a smile after you lightly kissed his lips before getting off the couch. He checked you out as you walked over to the key rack, you could feel his eyes on your body as you were grabbing the keys and your wallet. You raised your hand behind your back and flipped him off. Frankie scoffed and giggled at your antics. His eyes followed you as you walked out the door and soon he followed behind you.

Opening the door to the door to your car Frankie sighed “Baby… I can drive. It’s safer.��� You looked at him and gave him a look that meant ‘shut up and leave me alone’ then he put his hands up in surrender getting into the car. You slowly got into the car and started it but before taking it out of park you turned your head towards Frankie “I’m okay. Driving isn’t going to hurt us, Panchito. You need to stop being overprotective. I’m a big girl.”

He went to argue and you cut him off by putting your hand on his mouth and raised your eyebrows daring him to say something. His shoulders slouched in defeat “I know, mi amor. I just want you both to be okay,” he said, reaching to rub his hand over your pregnant belly. He leaned over the middle console and kissed your forehead. ”Come on, let's go. We’re going to be late,” he said after pulling away. You scoffed and lightly hit his shoulder, the only reaction you got was his giggles that flowed out of his mouth effortlessly. His giggles continued as you pulled out of the driveway. - Arriving at Pope’s house, you could hear the happy screaming of children from the back yard. Frankie looked over to you with a smile as both walked towards the back gate. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders as you walked into the back yard. Pope heard the close and looked up “Hermano!” Pope yelled, walking over to give his war buddy a hug. They act like they haven’t seen each other in weeks, in reality they saw each other yesterday when he brought Marisol to spend the night with Pope’s little girl.

You walked away more like waddled away from them letting them enjoy their little bromance moment. Pope would hug you when they got done talking, like always. Finding an empty seat to rest your pregnant body, you heard “mam” and felt a force being out around your stomach. You looked down to see Marisol smiling up at you. “Hola, mi vida,” you said to your smiling child, “ Your pops is over there talking to Uncle P if you want to say hi, baby.”

After saying that her head popped up from its spot looking to where her dad was standing. She booked into a run before knocking herself into his legs. Frankie felt the weight on his legs and he looked down to see his little girl. He quickly picked her up and twirled her around. This caused Marisol to go into a fit of giggles and those giggles were followed by Pope’s and Frankie’s hearty laughs. After the giggles subsided, the two men went back to talking like normal. - Eventually the two men came over to where you were sitting. Pope came over to you and brought you into a tight hug, “Hey, little sister. How’s Panchito number two doing?” Pope asked. You looked up at your childhood friend smiling at his antics. “You’re hugging me too tight Santiago. The baby and I are perfectly fine.” He cheekily looked at you and slowly went to put his hand on your growing stomach. At the instant touch the baby started to kick causing Santiago’s smile to grow wider.

Frankie saw the smile on Pope’s face and it reminded him the first time he felt Marisol kick. The joy that spread through his face as he giggled at the new feeling. He knew that Pope and his wife were trying to have another kid but they were having a few problems. Frankie knew that you being pregnant brought some sense of comfort to them. He watched you gleefully with Santiago and his wife, his smile growing wider by the second. He looked over to where his daughter’s laughter could be heard throughout the yard as she was playing with her grandpa. The laughter and chaos of the people he called his family enlightened his world full of bright sunshine.

-

[kickinganddriving]

Message in a bottle part 2

Notes: This was really an in between fic but the anticipation is killing me and i’m the one writing it!

paring: christian pulisic x reader

warnings: cussing and procrastination 

wc: 2.2k

part 1, 3

“Hey Christian, how are you? Um, I don't really know how to say this or even if you feel the same way but… um, I really like you, but not in the friend way, and I don’t want this to affect our friendship in any way if you don't like me back. But yea call me when you get this”  BEEP.

'Cause you could be the one that I love

I could be the one that you dream of

Message in a bottle is all I can do

Standin' here, hopin' it gets to you

You could be the one that I keep, and I

Could be the reason you can't sleep at night

Message in a bottle is all I can do

Standin' here, hopin' it gets to you

Christian had replayed this voicemail around 3 times, sinking into his couch every time he heard your voice. He is exhilarated to the place where he doesn’t know how to respond. The one thing he’s wanted for the last 3 months just happened. He was paralyzed with happiness, that all he could seem to do was hit replay as many times as he could. He was about to call you back but then he heard the honk of a car horn, signaling that Mason was here to pick him up for training, sadly a grueling double session, which meant he would have to wait a bit longer before he could call you back.

Your pov:

There were too many thoughts going through your head, it was 2 am, and you haven’t gotten a wink of sleep. Thankfully tomorrow, or actually today was your last day of classes before winter break. You couldn’t bear waiting. You then found yourself opening your laptop and looking at flights to Heathrow international airport. At that point in time you had already made up your mind, all you needed to do was get Katie on board in case shit went south. 

You had walked across the hallway and lightly knocked on your roommate's door. “Katie, are you still up?” you whispered as you cracked the door open.

“What do you want?” She grumply says, seeing that you did disturb her peaceful rest.

“Um.. I was wondering if you wanted to go to London with me tomorrow after you're done with classes?” 

“What?!? Wait.. are you going to talk to him?” She says suddenly jumping out of bed in excitement.

“Yep, and since you and Ben are a thing I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go see him…”

“YES! Immediately yes! They have a game the day after tomorrow, I can see if Ben can get us last minute tickets so you can surprise Christian at the game!”

“So should I get the tickets?!?”

“Yes dumbass! Get the tickets and go get your man!”

With a rush of something, you went to your room and booked the 2 cheapest tickets you could find, even though love is strong, brokenness if forever <3. After you booked the tickets you let out a nice, loud, yawn signaling it's time to go to bed. 

You woke up with the sun shining through the windows of your room, and you completely forgot that you had to pack, and you didn’t book a return flight… well you would figure the return flight part eventually. You got ready to go to your classes for the day, thankfully all of your classes are fairly close to each other so you could just pack for the day and head out. 

When you were walking out of your room you passed by Katie. “Hey what time is our flight at, and when are we coming back?” She said knowing the heavy lack of planning that you had done for this trip.

“Um.. the flight is at 5:45 so we have to leave at like 4 ish, and I didn’t book a return flight. If it doesn't work out for me, I think I'll come back. But you should definitely stay so you can spend time with Ben if it doesn't work out for me. But we both have to be back by the end of break.” you respond back.

“Ok, what time do you end class at?”

“3-ish, what time does yours end?”

“Same time, oh shit you're gonna be late for class. Go!” With your best friend rushing you out of your shared apartment, you booked it to class. 

These days I'm restless

Work days are endless

Look how you've made me, made me

But time moves faster

Replaying your laughter

Disaster

During the duration of all of your classes, you felt that time couldn’t have moved slower. All you could think about was Christian what might happen if shit goes downhill while you were there. You somehow made it through your first class without falling asleep or crying, but when you were walking to your second class you got a notification from your Photos app. It had been 3 months since you had taken a video of you and Christian waking Katie and Ben up on the couch after they fell asleep while watching a movie. Christian had drawn with a sharpie on their faces and they both looked ridiculous. After you woke up, in the background of the video all you could hear was Christians laughter.

That was a sound you could honestly listen to for the rest of your life, so while you sat through the rest of your classes the day went by way faster, just imagining him smiling and laughing made an hour feel like 5 minutes. After you finished up with your classes, you made your way home where you started to pack. You were peacefully listening to the best album ever created, aka Reputation by Taylor Swift, before your roommate barges into your bedroom and says “We got tickets and they are close to Chelsea’s bench and if he doesn’t see you he will need to get his eyes checked!”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you! Tell Ben that I will also say thank you!”

From your roommate's phone you hear a British voice saying “It's no biggie, now go get Christian so he can stop being such a negative nelly.”

 But from the background you could hear a very similar voice saying “What about me Chilly?” You can assume that Ben abruptly hung up. 

All you wanted to do was sing “Honey, Honey” by Abba at the top of your lungs. Thankfully your roommate could basically read your mind, so there you were screaming Honey, Honey at the top of your lungs with your best friend, hours away from seeing the man you love.

…wait… love?

You somehow managed to get fully packed and at the airport on time? But you were sure you forgot to pack one of your left shoes, but yolo. Running to your gate, you and Katie were the last people to board, but you had just enough time to check in with Ben and tell him that you were boarded and about to take off.

 How is it in London? (London)

Where are you while I'm wonderin' (wonderin')

If I'll ever see you again?

That flight was singlehandedly the longest ten hours of your life, you were too nervous to sleep, and too anxious to watch a movie. But your roommate on the other hand slept like the perfect angel she was. Oh to be Katie. After the longest nine hours of your life, you were relieved to hear the chime of the captain's speaker, to find out you would land in one hour. 

After Katie finally woke up, you game planned.

Katie said “We landed at around 5 am-ish, and Ben said he could pick us up.”

“That’s way too nice of him, we could just get a cab.” You exclaim.

“What can I say, you and Christian are our OTP, but in real life.”

“Have I told you lately that I love you?” you respond back.

‘Yes, but now go tell it to Christian before I pull my hair out of my scalp” 

“You're too funny, what time is the game?”

“It’s at two, but we have to leave at around 12:45-sh because apparently traffic gets really bad on game day.” Katie says.

“Are we going by ourselves?”

“Yeah, Ben has to go in early, but he’s going to try and see us before the game starts”

“Bless that man's heart he is TOO good for this world” you say grateful for all the help Katie and Ben have given you.

You knew that you were about to descend when you saw the seatbelt sign go up, and the flight attendants started to roam the pathways of the aircraft. Even though you probably weren't going to see Christian for 12 hours, you could still not hide your excitement. Beaming with a smile while walking through customs, and baggage claim, it was Katie’s turn to be happy. The smile you were wearing immediately transferred to her when she saw Ben for the first time in months.

You couldn’t help but giggle when you saw her run and jump into his arms. That’s what you wanted, that what you hopefully had. After a solid minute, Ben put her down as his attention transferred to you as he gave you a friendly squeeze. 

“I swear to god if you chicken out last minute I might commit arson or worse” You heard a familiar english accent say.

“I pinky promise I won’t” you respond back with a chuckle. 

The three of you loaded up in the car, as you ran through the game plan one more time and caught up on general stuff. After a 15 minute drive you reach a very nice, very big apartment. You were never going to get used to the “What they make in a year is way more than what your life insurance check is”. Luckily you all had enough time to take a quick power nap before the day would have actually begun. 

Once you woke up you checked your phone for the first time in 13 hours, to see 2 missed calls from Christian, but no voicemails. You called him back with no answer, and decided to just wait till you could see him face to face to talk to him. After Ben left for training you had a few hours to explore London, so you did just that, you and Katie fulfilled all of your Paddington dreams.

But when the clock struck 11, you knew it was time to go get ready for the game. So when Katie and yourself made it back to Ben’s apartment, Katie disappeared into Ben’s room and re-appeared holding two Chelsea jerseys. One with Ben’s last name, and one with Christian. You obviously knew which jersey you were supposed to be wearing. So after that was situated, and you both were finally ready, you called an uber and the waiting game began.

After much traffic, you managed to get to Stamford Bridge at around 11:45, with just enough time for Ben to sneak out to wish you one more word of luck. Katie and yourself took your designated seats and as you saw that brunette you oh so loved, you knew all of the waiting would be worth it. Though you were disappointed by the death of the frosty tips, you appreciated full beard and perm Christian.  

You could tell today’s game was going to be a bit rough, but you had hope, and well, that’s all you could really have from the sidelines. Right before the first whistle blew, Ben turned to you and Katie and gave you a thumbs up sign, and then they were off. 

The game was truly a back and forth until around the 60th minute when the Chelsea keep got the ball all the way down to Christian and he took off running so fast that it was only the Liverpool keep in his way. All it took was one simple chip of the ball and the crowd erupted into cheers. Next thing you know he managed to knee slide very close to where you were sitting, you thought you might’ve made very brief eye contact with him before he went off running to his team. 

You continued to pay rigorous attention to the game until you heard the last whistle, Chelsea won 1-0! The crowd was even louder than before, and you managed to sneak out before the crowd flooded the hallways. You ran into Kai’s girlfriend while getting some water, and she must have  recognized you and Katie from one of Christian’s instagram posts.

“Hi! You must be y/n and Katie! I’m Kai’s girlfriend Sofia.”

“Hi, it’s very nice to meet you!” you amicably reply.

“So, Ben told me to show you both to where we wait for the boy’s, so just follow me!” she says with her light german accent.

“So Ben got you involved in this too?  That man is dedicated.” you say in exasperation.

“We all are exhausted from seeing Christian mope around everywhere, and apparently you are the solution to that problem.” Sophia responds back with.

“Amen to that” Katie says with a laugh.

The three of you made it there just in time as you saw the boys slowly pour out from the door in front of you. A familiar face popped out and signaled that he was coming, as Ben slowly disappeared back behind the door. If rejection doesn’t kill you, it will be the anticipation.

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[grumply-business]

Soooooo uhhhhhhh I wrote a bit of an angsty fic to go w this fucking song and then I sketched out a thingy for it??????? If yah wanna read the thing ig I’ll put it here but warning: It’s long.

I should also say Warning for SEVERE blood but you can guess that from the image.

Arin had noticed Dan was acting strange lately. He couldn't point out the reason as to why, but it was starting to seriously affect him. Arin was concerned for his friend, Dan was acting severely sluggish, and it was getting harder to record videos with him. At first he blamed it on his tour, which was fine he knew how draining a tour could be and gave him a day or two to recover, but Dan didn't seem to be recovering.

Arin was scared that Dan might not be getting better.

Dear Rabbit, my legs are getting weak. Chasing you.

Arin had invited himself over to Dan's house, wanting to check and make sure he was okay. He hadn't answered any of his texts from earlier and he was getting worried.

The snow fields wouldn't seem so big. If you knew…

He knocked on the door, alerting Dan of his presence before opening it. Shocked to see that it was unlocked. Arin had texted ahead of time to say he was coming over, so maybe Dan had read it and opened the door for him?

He didn't want to think of any other reason it would be unlocked.

That this blood on my teeth. It is far beyond dry.

Arin walked into the dark house, confused as to why the lights were off and blinds closed. He fumbled around for a bit before finding the light switch, closing the door next to it after flicking it on. He turned around and shock overfilled him as he looked around.

Blood coated every wall, every floor, and several broken plates and vases were thrown on the floor. The couch was in the worst condition he'd ever seen it in. Something happened here. Something bad happened here.

And I've captured you once, but I wasn't quite right.

The floorboards creaked under Arin's footsteps as he walked, careful to avoid stepping in any blood that puddled on the ground. The living room was trashed. The kitchen was broken. Not a single body was found anywhere, though he did see a few teeth that were far too sharp for his liking. Arin was scared to see what was upstairs.

So I'm telling you, that you'll be safe with me.

He gulped and began to walk upstairs, trying to be as quiet as he could. He didn't want to alert whoever… Or whatever had caused this. Arin turned on the flashlight on his phone so he could see, not wanting to risk accidentally touching blood trying to find the light switch.

He got lucky the first time, who's to say he'll get lucky again.

He opened the first door he found. The bathroom. It, like the rest of the house, was a wreck. The toilet was far beyond repair, and the sink seemed to be clogged as it was filled with a puddle of blood. The shower-tub didn't seem to be faring any better, the showerhead was torn off and the tub itself was cracked and chipped as if someone with superhuman strength had punch it… 

Or thrown someone at it.

Arin's fear grew with each step he took in this house he once called a second home.

Oh rabbit, my claws are dull now so don't. Be afraid.

He walked out of the bathroom, and continued his examination of the broken home. The next room he found was a guest bedroom, one he'd slept in a few times whenever he stayed over.

The bed was ripped to shreds, the pillows nothing but pieces of fabric and fluff. The once thick blankets were now thin and pathetic, the mattress slashed and ripped apart. Blood coated the bed so much it dripped to the floor. The window on the far side from the door was broken, leaving the only sunlight in the whole house to enter. Arin noticed that there was something under the bed, and the pool of blood seemed to signal that whatever it was was dead.

I could keep you warm, as long as you can just try. To be brave.

The third door. The final door in the upstairs hallway. Dan had to be behind this door, but after everything Arin had seen, did he want to find him? Did he want to see what was behind this last door?...

He held his breath and grabbed the handle, turning it and slowly opening the door.

Yes, I know I'm a wolf, and I've been known to bite, but the rest of my pack, I have left them behind.

The room was pitch black, but that horrid stench of blood Arin had become accustomed to within the house. He gulped and held up his phone, light radiating into the dark room.

And my teeth may be sharp, and I've been raised to kill.

The first thing his eyes laid on was grotesquely mangled body of someone he didn't know. Arin felt bile rise in his throat but he swallowed it back down. He quickly looked away from the dead body, deciding to focus his attention on the rest of the room.

This was Dan's bedroom, the ripped Rush posters showed that.

But the thought of fresh meat. It is making me ill.

"Arin?"

Dan's voice sounded frail and weak. Arin jumped at the sudden noise, his light frantically looking for the man it belonged to.

"Over here."

Arin's phone slowly turned to the side. Right next to the mangled body was the friend he was looking for. He ran over to his friend, not caring that he knelt down in a pool of what he hoped wasn't Dan's blood.

"DAN? OH MY FUCKING GOD, DANIEL!" Arin was in hysterics, his eyes wide and full of fear as he looking Dan up and down.

Dan held his blood covered arm over his abdomen, covering what looked to be a very deep wound. Arin almost lost his whole lunch at the sight. His friends face was drenched in blood, his hair more wild than usual, and it seemed like one of his legs were broken but Arin couldn't tell.

So I'm telling you…

Arin swore that Dan's eyes were a fiery red, and his teeth were sharper than they normally were, but he was a bit more concerned with the fact that Dan was currently bleeding out in front of him.

"Dan, what the fuck happened?"

That you'll be safe with…

"Arin, I need to tell you something"

"You know what, save it, I'm calling 911."

"No."

"What? What the fuck do you MEAN, NO?! DAN YOU'RE LITERALLY BLEEDING OUT AND YOUR HOUSE IS A FUCKING WRECK, DANIEL I-"

"**I SAID NO, ARIN!**"

Arin went silent. Dan had never yelled at him with such anger and force before.

"Just fucking listen to me for once, Arin. I'm not gonna die, I'm sure you've seen the rest of the house. I got attacked, as you can… See. This guy here?" Dan nudged the dead body next to him, "He was one of the guys that broke in… No, I didn't kill him, one of his buddies turned on him in the battle and, well… That."

Arin was stunned silent as Dan talked so fucking casually about the fact that he was attacked and someone fucking DIED.

Me.

Dan went silent as he stared at Arin, though he seemed to not be staring at him.

"Dan?... Are you okay?... Dan?"

Arin looked over Dan's face, puzzled as to why he suddenly went silent.

"Daniel?"

Dan's eyes snapped onto Arin, his pupils thin slits as he stared into Arin's fear filled eyes. He looked hungry.

"Dan? Are y-"

Arin's words were cut off as Dan's blood soaked hands violently reached up and grabbed him, one roughly pulling his head to the side with the other on his shoulder.

"D-DAN?!"

He got no response, just Dan pulling him closer. It all happened so fast and with no warning.

The second Arin felt two incredibly sharp pricks into his neck, everything clicked in his brain.

Dan was a vampire. Those guys that 'attacked' him were vampires. That dead guy was a vampire.

Dan was hungry.

The pain as quick to fade as whatever fucking magic Dan had washed over him. Arin's heartbeat raced for only a few seconds before calming down. All of the nerves in his body began to go numb and all he could feel was a surprisingly pleasant tingling sensation coming from his neck.

As seconds went by, Arin felt his eyelids getting heavier. He was getting very tired as he slumped against Dan, who kept hungrily eating like a starving wolf.

Arin couldn't keep his eyes open any longer, and soon they were closed, his head slumping against Dan. That seemed to alert Dan to stop and he quickly removed himself from Arin, his eyes snapping open as he heavily breathed.

So rabbit, please stop looking the other way.

"Arin?"

The new blood coursing through his veins rejuvenated Dan, and his wounds quickly healed up as if nothing had happened. Soon, the only thing left on his body as a reminder of the battle was his ripped clothing and the blood that still covered him.

"Arin, please don't fuck with me, dude. Answer me!"

Dan shook Arin, his brows knitted together as he finally regained his senses. He could feel that very familiar prick of tears forming in his eyes.

"Arin fucking Hanson, open your damn eyes!!"

Arin stayed silent, his breathing slowing down. Dan could hear his heartbeat in his ears as if it were right next to them. It was slow, as if dying…

He needed to get him to a hospital.

Now.

It's cold out there, so why not stay here.

Arin's heartbeat was fading, and Dan knew what that meant.

Tears flowed down his face as the realization hit him at what he just did… There was only one thing he could do to save his friend, and he fucking hated it…

But there was no other way.

Dan tear streaked face leaned back in to Arin's neck, hiccuping as he held his dying friend close to him.

"I'm so… So fucking sorry."

Under my...

Dan sunk his teeth back into Arin, his tears soaking Arin's already blood coated shirt.

It was the only way.

Tail.

[smol-and-grumpy]

Your Beau fic and your posts about Big Sky really intrigued me. So much so that I think I'll start watching it. If I finish in another black hole of Fandom because of you and Jensen I will be pissed! Not really but I will enjoy every single thing grumply 😬

You’re welcome! 😏😏😂❤️

Honestly, you won’t regret it if you love some murder mystery. Also things are never as they seem in Big Sky.

[captain-k-jones]

11 Questions

I was tagged by @yossariandawn​! Thanks love! It has been a crazy few days and all your tags were a nice distraction!

Rule 1: post the rules Rule 2: answer the questions the person who tagged you asked and write 11 new ones Rule 3: tag 11 people and link them to the post Rule 4: actually tell them you tagged them

Your Questions:

1. Set two fictional couples you love on a double date, and tell me how would that play out? One word answers are acceptable if you prefer.

Lets do Kastle & SethKate: I think that would definitely be interesting. Kate and Karen could talk about their over the top boyfriends while Frank and Seth stared at each other grumply. 

2. Do you like candles? If so, what’s your favorite candle scent?

I love candle but I have severe asthma and allergies so I tend to stick to “light” smells like vanilla or apple. 

3. What’s the perfect fic you’ve been craving that wish someone else would write already?

I really really really want some hardcore angst with a happy ending. Maybe Kastle with Karen really mad about the whole “I don’t want to” line and really really making Frank work to earn her trust back - almost to the point where he considers giving up. I love hardcore angst. 

4. If you could have an 15 minute conversation with any fictional character, who would you choose?

Yikes. Um... either Frank Castle or Killian Jones. 

5. Above question continued, what would you talk about?

Mostly I just want to hug them and tell them that despite what they think, they are not horrible/broken people. I’d also tell Frank that he was a good husband and father. 

6. What’s one weird thing you loved as a child?

This really ugly gorilla stuffed -but not soft- animal that sucked his thumb. He was raggedy and looked terrible but I carried him everywhere. He looked like this new (which was LONG before I got him at at garage sale): 

7. Any songs that make you always think of a character?

Simple Man & Bad Company make me think of Dean Winchester

8. How well can you swim, and do you enjoy swimming?

I am an awesome swimmer - I just hate doing it LOL

9. Recommend me a new show, movie, or song!

My go to recommendations are always Spartacus, Black Sails, or From Dusk till Dawn. Since you already watch Dusk - check out the other two!

10. What’s your favorite food that you make?

I hate cooking. Like despise it so so much. However, I enjoy beef & noodles when I make it. 

11. Draft the perfect Zombie Apocalypse Survival Team, 5 characters from any show or movie.

Frank Castle, Shane Walsh, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, & Seth Gecko - I think I’ll do okay!

My Questions:

1. What is your favorite season and why?

2. What was the show that got you into tumblr/fandom?

3. What are you reading currently (fanfic or book)?

4. If you could live anywhere, where would you chose and why?

5. Favorite subject in school?

6. Dogs or cats?

7. Last song you listened to?

8. Other than tumblr and fandom, what are your hobbies?

9. If you were going to listen to a fandom podcast what would you want them to talk about?

10. Who would win: Hulk or Superman?

11. Name one show you enjoy that is underrated.

Tagging: @fortysevenswrites, @heidiamalia, @heartonfirewrites, @thevampirecat, @aspie-allie, @anna-hawk, @karenpaage, @it-may-be-dull-but-im-determined, @carry-the-sky, @cat-sophia​, @redbelles​ 

(feel free to ignore if you are not feeling up to it!)

[inkykeiji]

TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF CLARI please do dont be like this YOU LISTEN TO ME because we want you to be 100% fine and happy STOP MAKING IT WORSE ISTG warm tea and warm hugs are on the way to you BUT YOU GOTTA HELP A LITTLE kisses forehead and grumply walks away

ehehehe this made me giggle 🙊🙊 ur so precious thank u for this 🥺🥺

but okay okay okay i’m resting now, i had some soup n i’m gonna have a nice bath n some tea 🥰

i had plans to finally freaking finish the impulsive fic i started writing a few days ago but now idk i might just answer asks for the rest of the night instead since they’re starting to build up and it’s making me anxious :((

[teddy-feathers]

look my problem with the au megamind where Roxanne is the alien and megamind is the reporter is i cant stop thinking about what i want out of that and how its probably not what other people want out of that which should mean 'oh shit i gotta write it' but really means 'in the next couple of months im going to rewatch megamind and be extremely frustrated because idk how to write these people as is let alone in an au'

but here are some thoughts

Itd have to take place on megaminds home world so like. have to develop that culture and frame it as the usual and other things as oddities

metroman still shows up at the same time the baby human does

roxan richie and metromans rivalry is less of a game and more of a metroman one up'd her ome to many times so now shes gotta take him out

its fine not because shes incompetent- in fact her death rays and pointy sticks are ingenious and have 0% public property or civilian causalities - but because metroman is not only impossible to kill, he adapts to anything that gets close (anything that doesnt kill him makes him stronger literally)

i guess this means theres a good chunk of the story that is centered around human adaptability vs perfect hero dudes adaptability

Roxanne Ritchie is actually a noted scientist or something at the local research facility - i figure blue people planet is really advanced and everyones at least a little technosmart but while it doesnt come as easily or naturally to Roxanne her way of thinking is really unique n shiz and shes an asset to every team....

but if you see her in a mask with some project from the lab macguivered into a gun trying to kill metroman well, no ones getting hurt and humans need hobbies and everyone respects the mask desptie the fact shes the ONLY human on the planet so its not like its hard to figure out who she is

she does spend a lot of nights having to rebuild projects and apologizing and such but basically everyone plays the plausible deniability card and asks her questions abiut what went wrong and okay so the masked menace failed after you let them steal our project but lets pretend for a moment the goal was to fix crops how would you say this did? and grumply shed revamp the guns weird side effect into an alien pollinating crop duster or whatever

got carried away when REALLY all I WANTED to say was

Whille Roxanne Ritchie is adaptable ingenuity and gets away at the last minute NOT because no ones trying to catch her but shes just that CLEVER and thinks ahead and shiz....

Megamind is the guy trying to interview her in the middle of a fight like he thinks he's cute - i mean he is but shes chasing after metroman and skids to a stop because this jerk stepped in for a comment. or shes lining up the perfect shot but theres a close up of megaminds reporter bag in the way

the thing is that maybe... blue people arent violent. a natural disaster hit recently and theyre coming back from it and if the two adopted alien kids want to play extreme tag well no ones getting hurt and Roxanne Ritchie will grow out of her competitiveness no doubt caused by just how superior EVERYONE on the planet is by finding her own niche and metroman will grow up and stop bating her because maybe he IS still better than everyone else and thats met with "oh very nice we're proud" but it doesnt really validate him or make him feel special because its just treated as a special thing he can do by everyong but Roxanne Ritchie and once he's found something that makes him feel good regardless of the attention or lack of it he'll stop playing too

but megamind? megamind has an imagination that loves drama and blowing things out of proportion and thats part of why his reports are so popular? like yeah everyones treating this super hero showdown with indulgence but megamind is good at framing theatrics so that this news story is actually a compelling narrative? and also everyone can see the tension is going to have one of these three "kids" confessing live someday

and maybe he gets carried away. one of those 'aw well next time you could do x or y' or has some technological creation that accidentally actually makes Metroman flinch during an interview

and Roxanne Ritchie starts paying attentionto him for the first time.

and minion warns him but he doesnt listen. minion is lower class and is afraid of being replaced like a pet like some people do but Roxanne Ritchie Ritchie doesnt have a minion and even if she did theyre Best Friends not like those other blue people minion uperclass people.

and he carelessly says something unforgivable and Roxanne Richie uses his ideas and actually succeeds in killing metroman

so she goes to prison - a place they had to build just for her because this hasnt happened since stars knows when

and somebody else is doing the camera because minion left just is gone and megamind looks defeated but testifies against her and is quiet and subdued and stpps being a reporter for a bit

and.... idk. i feel like we'll have to resolve the whole class system so minon goes underground and finds other minons who are unhappy with the way of things and if theyre ALREADY rebuilding society after that huge natural disaster that DIDNT blow up their planet thanks TO a minion well ehy cant they fix this too?

so theres a rebellion going on and theyve got a secret weapon to make blue people listen and idk but i feel like it's Metroman

and... how do stories like this go ive forgotten

minion wouldnt tell megamind or he would

metroman would break Roxanne Ritchie out of prison during the first riot of the minion revolt?

they talk and compare why they hated eachother and slowly work together and are actually a great team?

and then they need a reporter to make themselves heard as something other than minions going crazy

and so of course they go to megamind for help getting the story out

something something megamind is minions sidekick for this adventure

"Roxanne Ritchie was raised by the planet and turned against it and instigated civil unrest and killed a person who was also the good child etc etc instead of just growing up to face your problems"

"actually im alive and i finally found my place? helping out the real heros?"

"i mean i did try to kill him, but he forgave me and we're kinda working together because planet of moms and dads that raised us? yall actually are the ones who need to grow up and let go of the traditions that dont serve etc etc"

and megamind does a huge public apology to minion

and... uhhhhhhhhh fuck i really dont know how these storyies go

the blue people start making amends

metroman basically becomes a social worker for minion childern because finding their original families is a bit hard and most of these kids are just going to end up being raised by super dad but at least the rebellion minion families are actually geting to be their own family units and in a couple gens thatll be normal

Roxanne Ritchie goes back to being the token human in the lab and hangs up her super suit and is generally dissatisfied with this

until one night a hero breaks into her apartment to make her answer for her crimes and so for a legit hot second theyre fighting and megamind says something and Roxanne apologizes and then fighting stops being an argument and goes into banter flirting

the worss "where theres evil good will rise up to fight it" peob comes up a lot in this fic in different iterations

anyways megamind isnjust basically like hey wanna do this like. for the rest of our lives dramatic battle showdowns like its entertainment but like no theyre doing this for real?

the answer is hell yeah

and its a polyship and sometimes Roxanne is helping with the kids and then Megamind bursts in to "save" the family from her evil clutches and 90% of the time everything is improve

megamind kidnaps Roxanne to make metromind save her and a good half of the conversation is that hes an idiot for coming shes tried to kill him three times this week and hes bitching because do you know how hard it is to find a sitter for 30 odd minion kids this short notice and they better make it up to him

Roxanne is not superdad but the 30 odd minion kids adore when she comes over because they mob the villain so hard until finally mega comes to save her because hes actually very good with the kids

of course this poly ship isnt complete without minion and at some point minion and mega realize theyve actually been married for years and Roxanne and metro tease them shamelessly for it

minion and his race need a real name obviously

when Roxanne was a... graduate her senior project theses thingy was essentially "im going to go back to planet earth itll be great ive figured out were im from and how to go there in a reasonable amout of time" and everyone had to sit her down and explain that unlike metroman they knew where she was from the planet was just destroyed.

they never figured out where metroman was from because his direction sharply changed to follow baby Roxannes course and mirrored her coding despite very obviously how he had originated from elsewhere

this is important because his race is basically coming to conquer the blue people planet soon - the group finds out - and will download all the survival upgrades metroman has gotten to become unkillable and then just come down to the surface and be unstoppable taking the place over and whiping out the planet like theyve done many many times

a good chunk of the time trying to figure out how to stop them when this planet is REALLY against murder war and violence for good reason and even if they WOULD do that its impossible over looks some alone time that leads to megamind and metroman figuring out how to like kill him so when the bad guys show up theyll go "whelp better not fuck with them" and leave but between roxanne and minion they manage to not only stabilize metroman (Roxanne blood transfusions maybe???) but they manage to scare the aliens so bad they tuck tail and leave speading rumors that these are the scariest mfs in space (go minion)

metroman never lets Roxanne live down saving his life

eventually space humans show up to check the place out

megamind loves everything human despite most of the planet thinking theyre primitive and showing it

roxanne is reluctant to meet them at first but then really relates to them?

for a good long while it REALLY seems like megamind and Roxanne are just going to go on space adventures with the humans leaving metroman and minion - who really doesnt like them and also they kinda rub him the wrong way because he's non bipedal and they kinda make fun of him in a 'we totally dont mean anything by it lighten up' sort of way.

they don't go of course but they may have stolen a lot of atar charts n shit and who hasnt wanted to take a road trip through space with 30 odd childern who will need names and personalities and may be chopped down to a slightly more reasonable number by this point?

metroman loves space karaoke and his natural abilites mean he learns languages fast but no he still cant carry a tune

megamind and Roxanne still duke it out on various alien cityscapes

minion usually breaks them out of jail if theyre not to be let out the next day because nothing was actually damaged that didnt belong to them.

one memorable occasion it was metoman in a fight with megamind and they wont say what its about but both look very put out and minion looks smug

it doesn't matter in the end because Roxanne teams up with the childern to propose to them first

apparantly i had a lot more ideas about this then i meant to? i mean its not well thoughout out and despite the drama a good half the fic is just going to be cute relationship building stuff between the four of them

[the-written-kitten]

DBH fic: Update

Fandom: DBH

Characters: Hank, Connor

Relationship: Father&Son relationship

Summary: Connor accidently instals unnamed update. It didn't turned out good.

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After revolution Hank took Connor in. Many updates were added to androids. If they want they could get an unpdate that allowed them to eat. If they wanted they could instal update that caused feeling if their pulse in places everyone can feel it.

But there was one update that wasn't named and Connor accidently instaled it while he slept.

On the next day he went through his morning routine without problems but after about 3 hours at work, he began to feel worse.

His head ached, as did his whole body. He couldn't focus on anything and felt nausea. Unfortunatlly Hank could see that something was wrong.

"Are you feeling okay son?" Hank asked, looking at him from his desk.

Connor looked up at Hank and nodded. "Yes, Lieutenant. Perfectly fine." He said and went back to work. He somewhat ignored everything Hank was telling him, he just couldn't focus on it.

Then they went out on the crime scene. Connor felt horrible, his whole body felt numb and like it didn't listen to his commends. He was fighting with his LED to stay in blue.

He was looking around the crime scene when he felt something moveing up in his throut. He knew that it wasn't good. He pushed himself past Hank and threw up into the trash can.

When he ended Hank was already by his side. "I knew something was wrong."

"I'm fine Lieutenant." Connor said and wiped his mouth with his hand. It didn't felt good at all. He didn't want it to happen again.

"Stop that." Hank said sternly. "We're going home." He said and placed hand on Connor's shoulder. "Kid you running hot!"

Connor didn't have time to argue as Hank pushed him into the car. All he could do was obay now so he fastened his seatbelt and just sat, leaning his forehead against the window.

About half-way hime he fell asleep, feeling completly exhaused. He was woke up by Sumo licking his face. "Sumo...?" His voice was hoarse.

Hank walked out from the kitchen with wet wash cloth and placed it on Connor's head. The android felt relief in the cold compress. "How are you feeling?" Hank asked, looking worried and sitting down on the coffee table.

"My head hurts..." Connor mumbled and relaxed under the cloth. He was overheating, but it wasn't high overheat.

"Yeah. It seems like you have a fever." Hank said and covered the android with a blanket. "Maybe it will be better tommorow. Now just rest."

Connor looked at Hank tiredly. "Okay..."

Yep, Connor was definitly sick. He wouldn't agree to that. Hank just let him rest and went to his bed.

-

Hank woke up at 2 am by sounds of throwing up. He stood up grumply and rubbed his eyes, looking at the clock. "What the fuck is he doing now?" He mumbled and walked out. "Connor?"

The door to the bathroom were open and Hank saw Connor above the toilet. The android had a dark blue blush all over his face and sweat sticking his hair to his forehead. He looked so small and weak. "Connor! Jesus Christ. Are you okay?" Well, he clearly wasn't okay.

Connor just whimpered in response. He fell away from the toilet and leaned against the bathtub.

"Come on, son. I'm takeing you to bed." Hank said, lifting the android up. Christ, the kid was so heavy. His back was going to be sore tommorow.

He placed Connor in bed and took a bucket from the kitchen, placeing it next to the bed. Then he covered Connor with sheets and went for another wash cloth. He then placed it on Connor's forehead and the android sighed in relief. "Thanks... dad..."

Hank froze at first and then smiled. He sat down in the armchair and covered himself with a blanket. "Your welcome... son."