#i dont know if this is crack or not but lets go

[hannahluvsbillie]

the only one

casual part 3.

(but can be read as a one shot)

part one

✫ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ~ you thought billie had moved on, seeing her post like it was nothing, she was fine. maybe it was just casual to her.

★ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ~ billie eilish x reader

★ 𝐜𝐰! ~ mentions of panic attack, angst, nightmares (?)

ᡣ𐭩 a/n ~ hi! thank you all sm for waiting for part 3!! this one has a little time-skip, i’m thinking maybe 1-2 months since casual part 2. let me know if you like it, hopefully it lived up to your expectations 🥺

it’s been a few months since that last meet up billie and you had. the one where she belittled you and your feelings.

you blocked her the morning after, it wasn’t easy blocking her. someone you fell in love with, but you realized that it was one sided the day she told you it was just causal.

maybe you wanted her to spill her feelings on how she loved you, and didn’t just want you for a quick hook up to relive some steam. but deep down you knew that’d never be the case.

to say you’ve been doing good is a lie, you’ve been.. okay. dating felt pointless as of now, you knew your heart would always belong to billie, even if you two weren’t serious, it didn’t mean you loved her any less.

billie on the other hand, looked like she was doing great. i mean- it wasn’t like you’ve checked up on her, you were non contact. but on her instagram she looked like she was doing great. she’s on tour, her album is still doing good, she has good friends. it was bittersweet to see her now, it still made you cry some nights.

you were laying in your bed, staring up at the ceiling. you had just woke up from your sleep, a dream waking you up. the dream was a recurring one you’ve gotten for the past few months since you ended it with billie.

the dream went something like this: you were in bed and when you turned over, you see billie, sleeping peacefully. you just observe her for however long until your brain wakes you up.

it never went father then that, it was just a constant reminder of her. maybe that’s why you couldn’t get over her.

suddenly your phone starts ringing, waking you from your daze. you shake your head a little and roll over, grabbing your phone off of the nightstand and rubbing your eyes to see who’s calling.

who would call you at 3 am?

you read the number, you don’t recognize it. it’s your area code, but that’s all you recognize. god- they’ve called you 12 times.

you just decide to pick up, hoping they’d stop after that.

“hel-“ you clear your throat, trying to make it sound like you weren’t just asleep. “hello?” you say weakly.

“y/n?” the other person says.

your heart drops, how could you not recognize that voice? the voice that used to sing praises to you, who used to speak to you in the softest voice, the voice you fell in love with.

“billie? what the fuck?” you say, blinking repeatedly. you blocked her, how was she calling you? you pinch yourself once to make sure you aren’t still dreaming, only to be met with pain. okay, so this was real.

“i know im sorry- i just- i really need you right now, i have no one else to call and i don’t know what to do.” billie speaks, immediately apologizing. you can already tell she was in the middle of a

panic attack. her voice cracking when she speaks. you feel that same pang in your chest hearing her like that.

you take a deep breath, running a hand through your hair. “okay- bills- billie, calm down. breathe for a minute” you say. you regret answering, it just made everything come back.

you hear her take a breathe and go silent for a moment, before speaking again. “i’m really sorry- i know you blocked me and we aren’t supposed to be talking, but i just- i dont know what to do. you’re the only one that knows how to deal with me when im like- when im like this.” she speaks softly, her voice still shaky.

you go silent for a second, zoning out looking at the floor. inviting her over would be horrible for you, ruining all of the progress you’ve made. but fuck, you can’t just leave her alone, you can’t help but care about her.

“okay- fuck, do you want to come-“

“yeah.”

“okay.”

your eyes widen when she speaks. that was quick. as soon as she says yes you hang up, putting your phone down. what did you just do?

a few minutes later you’re pacing though the kitchen, waiting for the doorbell to ring. the gravity of what you just did sinks in, you shouldn’t of offered.

but as soon as the doorbell rings and you rush over to open the door- maybe a bit too quickly, and you see a disheveled billie, all of it disappears. god you just wanted to protect her from everything.

her hair sticks to her forehead, the same hair that you used to play with, her eyes were red and looked up at you with so

much guilt. it’s obvious she feels horrible

about coming here. maybe she wasn’t as good as it seemed on her instagram. it looks like she’s back in that place she was in when you first met her.

“oh, baby…” you coo, gently putting a hand on her shoulder and leading her inside. when you close the door and look back at her, she looks like a lost puppy, her eyes still swollen.

“i’m- sorry-“ billie chokes out, starting to cry again. you immediately pull her into a hug, gently cradling her head in your hand, the other hand gently rubbing her back.

“it’s okay billie.” you say, gently kissing her head.

you felt so many things, you let her into your house even when she broke your heart, you truely could never deny her, especially when she’s crying in your arms like this.

you’re fucked now.

[pazza-di-te]

Thoughts about Price? well... I dont know why, but im stuck at a massage specialist working on Price. (Head is stuck) That man surely has so many knotted muscles and its going on for so long he doesnt even know how it feels to be loose and limber anymore. (Age doesnt help.) So I think when the boys finally get him to a chiropractor or massage specialist and his whole spine just *CRACKS* and he is finally getting more loose again, he could either pop a boner, ask the massage specialist to marry him, or feel like a cookie in a bathtub (if that makes any kind of sense.) - awkward Fink

Aint gonna lie if somebody cracked my back THAT good I'd marry them on the spot too.

●●●

○ bet ur ass that it took real convincing for the 141 to convince price that a massage will do him good and Price relented, wanting to make Johnny shut up about his "old age"

○ He entered the massage spa with the 141, all giggling behind him, and all his feelin is nervous about the warm lights and pink-ish hue of the walls.

○ "are you Mr. Price?" the registry asked him

○ of course, those bastards already made a reservation under his name.

○ time skip to him, letting his worries and regrets thrown out the window after he felt a specific part crack.

○ "oh luv that's the spot" he sighs and you happily oblige

○ he's pretty lucky too since he got your pretty ass to do his back, silently thanking the gods above that he was on his stomach, making you unable to see his twitching member.

○ After a while, his back is refreshed, smelling like bottles of essential oil, and he feels like he aged backwards.

○ "Quite talented hands you got there. Shame we just met, why don't we go to a restaurant near here and we can learn about each other more?"

○ You giggle at his attempt. He's cute, so why not

" So a date then, Mr. Price?"

○ "Yes and, John will suffice."

○ Time skip to 141 staring at John looking like a scored the lottery and his back straighter than ever.

[m00nst4rd0ll]

FILE : Arts and crafts

Your aren't one of the craft twins (DEPENDING) but you like arts and crafts !

its your favorite hobby.

But you know what else is your favorite ?

The shrimpiest of shrimps. SHRIMPO !!! (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

You both are . . Kinda friends ? So you decided to ask him if he wanted to do arts and crafts with you !

" Shrimpo ! There you are :D i've been looking everywhere for you. Even through the holes in your walls. " you say, Shrimpo knows your joking about the last part but if you actually did : he wouldn't be suprised at all.

" WHAT DO YOU WANT. " You tried getting closer to him, like Finn for example. And you succeeded, its just that he still often screams a lot. But at least your kinda there, He doesn't exactly just let people talk to him without him turning it into an argument just because he ' feels like it '.

" thank you for asking, Can you do arts and crafts with me ? I dont wanna always be alone while making . . I dont know, a origami frog ? "

" WHY. "

" because i want you to go with me and i love arts and crafts ? ? Im offended you asked. " You joke, faking offense at the last part.

" . . FINE. " no way its that easy. no way. You think, being suspicious of how quick he accepted. But nonetheless, you were excited and practically dragged him to the place you put all the supplies for making stuff in.

Also, wouldn't he normally say ' I HATE ARTS AND CRAFTS ' or something like that ? Suspicious . . . . (⁠･ั⁠ω⁠･ั⁠)

Once you brought him to the table. You grabbed like- 6 sheets of paper.

6 sheets because you know he was gonna rage while drawing and crumple it.

you are prepared for war (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

anywho. You ask him to draw something, and you give him a pencil.

" Shrimpo. This is the most focused you have EVER been for a drawing. " true. When has he ever had focus on drawing or even drawn before. I mean. Maybe he does, but you just never see him do it.

After he finishes the drawing, he shows you. his face kinda flushed, Its a drawing of you ! Kinda sweet. Wait. EVEN MORE SUSPICIOUS, WHY WOULD HE DRAW YOU. Even Rodger wouldn't crack this case 🙀

" IT LOOKS AS UGLY AS YOU. " he says. Yeah, you can't exactly just believe thats what hes thinking when hes flushed, gaze to the side, and the drawing looking exactly like you when the whole time he was drawing, he didn't even look at you.

so its safe to say, This shrimp likes you.

very very very obvious and very safe to say.

©m00nst4rd0ll do not repost, copy, translate or modify.

[chaosandmarigolds]

"How are we gonna get up there?"

It was supposed to be an easy midnight to noon shift, one that you could just sleep through the entirety of it. Maybe a transfer or even maaaybe one emergency so you could have fun and drive lights and sirens. But no, turns out your Lieutenant was on shift AND?? your partner had called out so you got some random solider that happened to have their EMT.

So, that is how you ended up with Johnny MacTavish and Lieutenant Riley on your call. Now, that didn't answer the question as to why you were all staring up at a window that was easily ten feet off the ground. It was supposed to be an easy welfare check, house clinic workers had asked for backup so instead of fire and police they had just asked for military. Counterproductive in your mind..

Well the door was locked, and the only window that was somewhat close was the one you were all looking at.

With a huff of air you take a step back, snow crunching under the weight of you and the bright red med slinger over your shoulder, "I dont know, looks like a bathroom window- it's kinda small."

Johnny shrugs, turning his head back to you, "Couldea jus break down the door."

"No no," You frown, unclipped the bag and let it fall, "We...there's gotta be a way we could get in through the garage-"

"Stitches you're going up," the lieutenant then said, not even bothering to look at you. Maybe because he knew your face would be contorted to one of dismay.

You scoff, "What if they're armed?"

"Does it smell like they're armed?" He retorted and to that you fell silent. And no...it didn't seem like the patient inside had the capacity to be .. well...

It took a few minutes of coaching them both on how to push you up, thankfully the window was cracked so it didn't take long to push yourself through- after a moment of a stinging pain in your leg. And then came the fall, of which was onto the lid of the toilet and then onto the floor.

it took a moment of regaining your composure before you realized Johnny was yelling for you, so you reply with a quip, standing as you stretch your newly sore back. "Three years of schooling to be used as a fucking door opener" You mutter as catch the red med bag as it's shoved through the window.

with a small grumble you go to walk through the home, finding the patient laying in their bed. And against odds... alive.

"Hi, I'm a paramedic, some people were worried about ya." You begin, "here, let me let my friends inside and then we can help ya out."

The patient was staring at you, seeming shocked, "How did you get in?"

You clear your throat, "Not important. But...you might was to get your bathroom window resealed."

-

"Damn," your partner laughs the next shift, looking at the black and blues forming on your side and thigh, "you ate shit huh?"

"Not on purpose."

"Yeah, anyway- how was your shift with Lt and Soap?"

"Who the fuck is soap?"

He blinked, "Sergeant Mactavish?"

You gagged on the fourth energy drink of the day and then laugh, "Oh! Yeah it was fine. Lieutenant really likes Blackpink too."

(Based on real events, at least till the end. :p)

[i-3at-s0ap]

Just a little sketch :) She consumes my every waking moment <3

[Image ID: a waist up pen drawing of Francis Farnsworth from dungeons and daddies, drawn on lined journal paper. She is looking off to the side with a slightly shocked and slightly amazed. She is in a 1950s style dress with red lipstick. She is blushing and has mild acne. She has short, curly hair that has been badly straightened in some spots. Besides her, writing reads "transfem Francis be upon ye". End ID]

[chimerahyperfix]

You’re looking for something— no, someone, too, aren’t you?

(I can’t comprehend how you understand what’s going on, with your lifeless shell. Craft as you are.)

[cybertron-smash-or-pass]

I hope Tf:one pulls a spiderverse 2, loud silly and goofy and then?

The horrors

But also if the steve bucemi starscream thing is real im gonna scream CUZ STEVE BLUM IS RIGHT THERE!!!

Oh God I hope so. Need me some good cosmic horror. I mean we have the quintessons and the last time we saw those in cyberverse shit got REAL

Also I don't know if Steve buscemi is gonna be starscream, but I know he's in it if IMDb is to be believed. I would've killed for a Steve Blum starscream on the big screen just because of how hard he goes in the slut department and seeing that in a proper movie would eviscerate me, but tbh? I'm just glad he's back in Earthspark. Is what he deserves.

All that said, aside from the legacy VAs, you know who I REALLY want to see play starscream? Martin Short. This is my only justification:

If you know you know

[musubiki]

recently thinking about the concept of a new npc/semi-cryptid healer character: a little (REALLY little) old lady who rides around on a giant animal (boar or something) whose....family(??) has a long history of healing talents through accupuncture, herbal remedies, pressure points, chiropractic things, etc.

the family line/line of practice has a history of very long life BECAUSE of the healing practices, so this little old lady is maybe...150? 170? years old??? shed be the healer the guild goes to, since her remedies are BETTER than mochis magic AND limes tech junk, she can help any one of them without problem

but the odd thing about her is that shes NOT a witch, weirdly. her healing is 100% natural, which means it works on those with high magic res, since it has nothing to do with magic.

i also think the family history would have this weird relationship with witches, where theyre willing to heal them (for a price of course), but they absolutely REFUSE to give their secrets to any witch. "You'll just make it better and put us out of a job." they always say, so even mochi doesnt know what the hell is in that soup shes eating, all she knows is that its capable of instantly restoring 90% of her magic (5 day cooldown before she can drink it again though, lest she die)

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Your Rowlf looks a bit like Barnaby lmao

[I mean Barnaby already looks like Rowlf quite a bit anyways-]

I KNOWWWWW I KNOW I KNOW i redrew him like three times to try and fix it and each just got worse... why do dog puppets look so similar smh

[3cosmicfrogs]

…I’m gonna say it. Ask game for Voltron, literally any number. For the chaos.

oh Wife Mutual you are braver than the US Marines for uttering the name that must not be spoken in 2024... Let's Go!

2. Name your trash ship / 14. Name your crackiest crack ship

Not so much a crack ship as a garbage ship that is on crack like literally on crack the way i'm envisioning it: Shiro/Matt

Like listen, i dont see nearly enough content of any characters being nerds and the possibility for shiro/matt to be absolute dorks is exponential. like. 2 brightest minds of their generation with collectively maybe one(?) braincell between them on a good day. they are traumatised. they are constantly sleep deprived. they both independently got buff because of Space. Questionable relationships with robots. what i'm saying is they would be brilliant for each other and absolutely disasterous for everyone else.

6. who is your trash fave who is so problematic they probably have hate tumblrs dedicated to them 

i mean lots of people don't like The Clone (fandom dubbed Kuro)? Babygirl's pretty fucked up. Pretty evil. I like him, he did nothing wrong ever, he was absolutely right lance is annoying(they will come for me with bricks for this.)

10. what is the worst thing you want to become canon (character death, trash-ship etc)

look. many many things. but to name one: i think maybe 2-3 minutes more of Ulaz would have been fantastic. the emotional impact would have been incredible. also i like him.

16. what is your favourite ridiculous au

Look in general, not even limited to voltron: legendary disaster, i am a slut for Crack Treated Seriously and Hyperspecifc Job AUs. There's a fic floating around with Shiro as a SecUnit (murderbot diaries AU) which is ridiculous in the sense that in typical vld fashion it completely bulldozed over the queerness and Gender Deconstruction of the murderbot diaries and de-sexualised The Machine, but it still absolutely fucks because it's well-written and a total tear-jerker.

I'm also so so so supportive of Cosmic Horror (this needed to be explored in the show. tragically underused potential of everything and also the massive ancient sentient machines in your brain).

Voltron would have been so good if it was good.

Anyway thank you Wife Mutual i lov u mwah come invade my inbox or dms any time!

[coridallasmultipass]

It took me, ugh, MONTHS (2), to get to cleaning the two shrimp tanks I have... I had IRL issues going on that would have made it extremely difficult to do a water change especially while injured, and I just had to keep putting it off. It's just shrimp, so it wasn't like, the worst situation, especially since I have established plants and the tanks are a couple years old. There was just a lot of algae build-up on the glass, and, well... Let me just say it was not contributing to my mental health and well-being while the tanks were in that state.

I tested the water before I started cleaning and the parameters were fine (like, I could have left the tanks even longer if I would be okay with selling my soul to the Algae Collective), and the plants and shrimp look fine, too (I mean, I've obviously been keeping an eye on the tanks bc I sit right next to them). Actually, I'd wager to say that the plants are looking really great (the lilies haven't died off [yet? This is the longest period of time I've seen them stay... foliage... fol... foliated? Idk.] and the cryptocoryne in the 10gal is fucking huge and needs to be rearranged, just not right now). That fucking algae was a motherfucker to get off the 10gal (it's a plastic tank and I think that makes the algae grip harder than the glass 5gal).

[Also, fyi, depending on the tank's needs and stability, recommended water changes are a small one every week or every other week. My parameters don't seem to do anything dramatic, so I usually aim for a 20-30% water change every third week (just depends on how much vacuuming needs to be done and how cooperative the shrimp are with moving aside). So 2 months is still a lot. I still did the normal 30% ish amount, since doing more will risk the shrimp's well-being if there's a sudden change in everything, and my water parameters indicated a change was unnecessary - but I don't test for more than the minimum freshwater tests, so there could be a buildup of some mineral I'm not testing for, which is why the change IS actually necessary regardless of what my test kit says - because these tanks were evaporating a lot in summer, it condenses the minerals added with each water addition, even tho I usually top up with R.O. water.]

My back is fucking killing me lol. It has been killing me since spring when it 'went out' for the first time, and I'm not getting any relief, it sucks. But this had to be done.

The 5gal is looking pretty cloudy still, since the filter was super gunked up and I accidentally spilled gunk back in, so I may need to retest the 5gal parameters tomorrow just to make sure I don't have to do another water change, but it'll probably be fine, right? Shrimp love mulm and detritus. I did give both tanks a big ole algae tab for their trouble, tho. (I need a fuckening dish for the big tank. I really wanna clean off that white quartz rock again, but being white means it's an algae magnet, and it's just gonna go green again after a month or two.)

Anyway, shrimp tax:

I lov thees widdle oange bebies.

Wish I could take better pictures rn, but I am. Like. Dying. My recommendation: never live in an A-frame style room if you have the option. The wall above my tanks is slanted, and NOT fun for my back to bend underneath the wall for maintenance. (My only flat wall in the room is for my TV/PC.) Also, treat your back nicely, in general. I unfortunately have not had the option to treat my back nicely since spring (fall now), because 'when it rains it pours,' and heavy shit that needs to be moved will not move itself. Once I get a few more things in my room in order, I will hopefully be done with the IRL chaos, bc I have Halloween socks to knit, and I'm not putting that off for another year. (I'm still mad that I couldn't make the ones I planned last year. And I found more Halloween yarn I forgot I bought, so I'm gonna try to make multiple socks.) And I just really need to fucking chill and knit and stop having panic attacks and meltdowns.

[triglycercule]

dust has definitely killed killer before fighting over papyrus's scarf. killer and dust both have opposing views on papyrus's scarf. killer doesnt like seeing others wear it and (SHUT UP I KNOW ITS NOT CANON!!!!) dust wears it in papyrus's honor and probably for self comfort. killer even ripping a thread on the scarf warrants dust to break his hand (because killer has his silly little backstory where he did the genos and everything hes wayyy more violent towards him than horror bc horror didn't kill everyone (HYPOCRITE!!! HYPOCRITE!!!!)) anyways when killer touches dust's scarf is one of probably the few times he can't win a fight against him

perchance i think dust should get to tear apart killer's soul right infront of his eyes while he screams in pain and dust gives him the coldest look ever to exist (and horror was watching with popcorn :3)

[magnoliamyrrh]

its been insane witnessing the full force of propaganda and american imperialism with my own two eyes as an adult these past few years. obviously ive known abt it plenty and seen it before, but witnessing it at this age with this much force is... dystopian and crazy

[lazaruspiss]

catholic moment

[phagodyke]

looking up info on keloid scarring is so helpful. thanks man I didn't think of trying that one

[comradecowplant]

Love that the discourse is so rancid that cishet men are the main character of pride this year! Great job everyone!!!!!