#i have the one of the crows as my lockscreen and i just have a goofy grin whenever i see it

[heartfullofleeches]

can we get more Fratbro!Darling interaction with creep!yan? it was amazing

They don't belong here.

Why did they even come.

The ice in their cup has melted from the heat of their skin, but the punch's still too strong to drink. With how shakey their hands are, they'd likely spill it if they tried. People are watching them now - probably wondering who let the freak in. They've been in this situation before. Invited to places because it'd be too awkward to invite everyone in the group but them while most of them pray they'll just stay home. Maybe they should have. The whispers are starting again and they're getting closer. Here it comes-

"Oh, hey! There you are! I've been looking for you since I heard you were here. You got a minute?"

Someone pulls them from the obscurity of the crowd - dragging them into the spotlight on wobbly legs. A strong arm holds them steady as the uncomfortable gaze of their peers swallows them, a gentle squeeze to their bicep negating their rising fears.

"This is the person I was telling you guys about - the one that drew that picture you saw on my lockscreen. I'm telling you, Mickey has crazy talent. I'm glad so we met at that gas station a few weeks back... Would you believe they live right across the street?"

It's pretty obvious that nobody really cares, but enthusiasm is an infectious disease. They do their best to answer half-hearted questions and try even harder to smile. It's hard to fake emotions when your attention is elsewhere. Mickey stares at you, arm still locked around their shoulder, like the beacon of light you are. How did you manage to be so different? When you first met they thought you were just another fake. Someone who pretended to be their friend for whatever benefit it gave. You cared. You tried to get them to be more social and showed up at their apartment when they'd be absent for days. You showed genuine interest in their quirky little hobbies and always laughed with them instead of at them. You even wore the crow skull necklace they made for you. It's like you were already dating.

Your grin falters as you look over at your friend, the clacking of their teeth and goosebumps on their skin catching your attention. "Hey, Mick... Everything okay? You're shaking."

Mickey hides their face in the collar of their jacket. "Yeah.... fine. Don't worry about me."

They jump as your palm touches their forehead.

"Nah, dude - you're like really sweaty. I'll walk you home in the morning, but you should lie down for now."

Mickey starts to protest, but as you weave through the crowd, heading for the stairs - their lips are sealed. They always forget you live with this meatheads despite standing beneath your bedroom window every night. Where you taking then to your room? They can feel stares on them even now, but they feel almost... jealous. Mickey likes that feeling. They squeeze your hand tighter - heart stopping as you approach the door with your name taped to it.

Opening the door just a crack, you make sure no one is inside before leading Mickey in. You take their cup as you guide them to the bed. Your bed. They giggle to themselves as you walk away with their cup, pouring its contents down the sink in the bathroom and filling it with fresh water from the tap. You really were the kindest person they've ever met on campus - like any good spouse would be.

"How much did they give you to drink?.... Just drink this water and relax. Remote's in the bottom drawer if you get bored. I'll be back to check on you in a bit. Don't worry about falling asleep I'll just sleep on the floor or the couch."

Mickey blushes as your fingers graze theirs as you past them the cup, and the image of the two of you cuddled up in your bed. They take a few tiny sips before setting the cup on the table.

"T... thank you... I wouldn't mind if you slept with me. It's your bed afterall."

"True, but I wouldn't want you to be comfortable. Relax, we'll talk about it more when I come check on you. Be back in a few!"

Mickey watches as the door closes behind you. They wait for your steps to fade down the stairs, finger on their zipper as they disappear. Mickey unzips and throws off their jacket like it was restricting their air flow. They drop it to the floor along with their shoes as they crawl beneath your blankets - planting their head face deep in your pillows and sheets. They smell just like the conditioner you use. Mickey makes a mental note to raid your bathroom, but there's so much they want to do in such little time.

Your dirty clothes. Your closest. Your dressers. So many places - so little time. What should they do? What should they do- Steal the fragrances you wear so their room always smells like you? Take your toothbrush or a water bottle you've drank from for their first indirect kiss? Steal a shirt or maybe even your underwear to.... now's not the time for that, Mickey - your window of opportunity is getting shorted with every breath.

Mind racing, Mickey decides the best thing to do now is to claim their new territory. Mark your room as theirs just as their entire apartment has been overtaken by pictures of you and the things you've thrown out. They fish through their jeans for their keys - picking the hidden knife discreetly disguised as a key. Having overprotective parents had its perks - such as items of self defense they'd otherwise be put on a list for buying themselves.

They climb out of bed, crouching to the floor. The gap beneath your bed has just enough room for them to wiggle into. Compared to lockers they'd been shoved into it was like a luxury apartment. They lay flat on their back, dragging themselves below the bedframe - knife in hand. Eyes adjusting to the darkness, their hands search for the boards supporting your mattress and drives their knife into the first place plank their nails catch on - drawing the curve of a heart into the wood. Light bleeds into the room as they complete the second arch and angle their blades for the first letter of their initials, followed by startled gasps and halted flirts at the odd sight of feet beneath your bed.

"Is this room already occupied?"

Mickey clutches their key ring tighter.

"This is our room...... IF YOU'RE NOT GONE IN THE NEXT FIVE SECONDS I WILL GOUGE YOUR FUCKING EYES OUT AND FEED THEM TO YOU!"

Mickey shrieks in laughter at the sound of slamming doors and footsteps racing down the hall. They've never raised their voice at anyone like that before. Love is a crazy drug. They carve their initials and yours beneath your bed, slithering from the opening and up onto your bed between the sheets for the best night of sleep they've had since they were young.

[aluvian]

Tagged by the eternally perfect and wonderful @frogsmulder 💙

Rules: post your lockscreen, wallpaper, last song, and last picture of an animal/something pretty

My lockscreen:

This truly stunning print of Guts and Casca. The artist is @/avrykua, and I got it on their Etsy store. I have collected so many art prints over the years, and this is an all-time favorite. This picture I took doesn't do the print justice.

My wallpaper:

My homescreen wallpaper will have to suffice, lol. Weeeee, more Guts and Casca, and they are about to smooch! Good for them! 😏 The artist is @/akistrike. My phone has been under a Berserk theme lockdown since January. 😊

Last song:

Sometimes, you just need to revisit all the sports anime that had a vice grip on you 10+ years ago and then listen to their OSTs.

Last picture of an animal/something pretty:

One of my sister's guinea pigs. This is Alphonse Ebenezer Elric (Ebbie for short), and he is in his sus era. I get to see him (and her other 2 piggies) when she visits at the beginning of July. I am terribly excited.

Tagging (and as always, there's no pressure): @alexa-crowe @astromechs @scoundrels-in-love @krankittoeleven @chickiefoo @pretty-thief @eomma-jpeg @kiaraalazulu @eidetictelekinetic @coffeeanddonutscafe @black-opal-001

[birgittesilverbae]

Hhhhhhh Ava-Mary?? Or Bea-Mary for “Birthday”:) love u

ty for the prompt smo ily

//

Beatrice's ringtone blares loud in the darkness of their bedroom, and beside her Ava shifts restlessly, mumbling something into her pillow. Beatrice is already half out of bed, one hand reaching for her phone, the other soothing Ava back towards sleep.

The number isn't familiar, but the sinking trepidation in the pit of her stomach is, and she's driven almost towards prayer as she answers the call and slips out into the hall. "Hello?"

"Beatrice!" Mary's voice is slurred, tinny like she's just a bit too far from the phone, but Beatrice still recognizes it immediately. 

"Where are you?" She's already pinning the phone between ear and shoulder and shrugging halfway into her jacket, grabbing it again so she can shimmy the jacket up the rest of the way. She pulls a toque over her hair, sticking out every which way in cowlicks formed by the hour she'd spent lying beside Ava trying to fall asleep. She'd probably been unconsciously anticipating this call, she realises distantly.

"Whiskey bar downtown," Mary replies, and then there's the murmur of another voice on the other end of the line. Beatrice puts the phone on speaker and sits to slip her boots on, fingers fast on the laces. 

An unfamiliar male voice sounds through the speaker. "Your friend's had a bit too much to drink. Smashed her phone." He gives her the address and she thanks him before hanging up.

//

Mary's deep in one-sided conversation with a harried-looking bartender when Beatrice slips into the bar. He looks her up and down as she approaches and his lip curls momentarily as he takes in her paint-splattered sweatpants. He brightens, though, when she perches on the stool next to Mary and lays a careful hand on her shoulder.

Mary spins in a wobbly arc, a fraction of a second slow, unbalanced, and Beatrice catches her by the front of her shirt before she can pitch over into Beatrice's lap.

"Beatrice!" she crows, still tilting into the steadiness of Beatrice's touch. 

"Mary," Beatrice replies, forcing her voice to stay even. 

"Bea. Hey. I broke my phone, Bea." She waves it between them, shattered screen backlit by the photo of her and Shannon that had long sat on Shannon's desk.

"I heard."

"I forgot. For a moment I forgot. And then I saw my lockscreen."

"M'kay." Mary goes to stand and rocks into Beatrice's side, her face slotting into the crook of Beatrice's neck. "I miss her," she mumbles, her breath hot and wet against Beatrice's skin.

"Oh, Mary." She rubs Mary's shoulder. "We'll get it fixed tomorrow, okay?"

"I know, darling."

"No, you don't. Ava came back to you."

"Mary–"

"Don't say it. Give me one night."

"Fine. Fine. Do you have your wallet?" Mary gets caught up in digging through the near-infinite pockets of her jacket, and Beatrice uses her distraction to slip her credit card across the bar. "My apologies for her conduct," she says, leaning against the bar. "Today is difficult for her."

The bartender nods his understanding. "I'd figured. She mentioned it was Shannon's birthday rather frequently. Had a lot to say about her." 

Beatrice nods. "It's the first one since we lost her," she confides quietly.

The bartender passes her card back with a sad smile. "My condolences."

"Thank you. And thank you for calling me. I appreciate it."

"Of course." He gives her a nod and moves off down the bar.

Beatrice turns back to Mary, still busy digging through her pockets. "Let's go, darling," she says, moving to slide an arm around Mary's waist. "Let's get you home, okay?"

"I can't ever go home," Mary says quietly.

Beatrice presses a kiss to the side of Mary's head and tries not to sigh. "I know, darling. I know."

[misc-obeyme]

I have so many things running through my head right now (all about Barbatos 🫶) but I feel weird sending multiple asks so I hope you don't mind if I put them all in one!

Firstly, owl Barbatos has been flying around my thoughts for DAYS. As a long-time bird lover, I can wholeheartedly say that he's very owl like in general! But this is less about him being a cutie patootie little bird and more about his onesie thing. I NEED TO HUG HIM. He looks so soft and comfy and squeezable EEEEE! I just need to spot him from across the room and then rush up to him and envelope him in the biggest embrace ever! Place several little kisses all over his beautiful face before he's had enough and just kisses me... 🙏 He actually looks like a dream to cuddle with in his onesie I cannot stand it.

Next, I am terrified of butterflies. This current even had me thinking all about how Barbayos would deal with this. Like, I am so scared of them that when I was a child, I was kicked out of the butterfly sanctuary for screaming and crying and scaring the other kids. Anyways, LMAO, I think he'd think I'm silly (I am) but still never make fun of me. That's what's so wonderful about him, he'll never judge!

I just realized these are all completely self-indulgent, and I apologize for that, but I have one more djmsjdwnwkow. So, I had left over chain from a previous DIY project, so I made Barbatos' collar chain that he has in his demon form!! I think it's super cool, and I think he'd think it is, too. I wouldn't even tell him about it, I'd just wear it one random day and see if he notices. (He will. He notices everything. More evidence towards owl Barbatos propaganda.) But, yeah, we'd match. I was wondering if you had any silly things you'd like to match Barbatos with! Personally, matching pajamas and keychains are SO cute.

Final thought, Barbatos would make you his home screen. Anyone can see a lockscreen if you look at their phone, but only he gets to see your face on his home screen <3

Listen, I always have Barbatos brain so I totally understand. You're free to send in one long ask or several smaller asks, it's whatever you're most comfortable with! I don't mind either way 💕

Ahh, owl!Barb is truly excellent. Like I definitely think that's a good choice for him. Owls have a reputation for being wise, right? And while I think in reality they're probably just as dumb as any other animal, I still like the association of wisdom for Barb, you know?

I actually have an owl that lives behind my house. I've never seen it because it gets dark here at night, but I've heard it hooting. It's actually pretty loud lol. But wouldn't it be cute if that was something Barbatos could do to like check in on MC in the human world? I think something similar whenever I see the crow gang that lives across the street from me, except I imagine it's Mammon. That's probably pretty silly, but I can't help but think about them, you know?

I think there are a lot of bird associations with the characters, I mean we also got peacocks for Luci. Though I have never seen or heard a peacock around my house lol. If I ever see a cow in the street, I'll blame Belphie.

Anyway, getting off topic here, which is that Barbatos in his onesie is absolutely adorable and I love him. He would be a delight to cuddle with.

OH suffering from lepidopterophobia?? LOL yes okay I looked that up because I was curious. I was like there has be a word for being afraid of butterflies. Anyway, I don't think Barbatos would judge you at all. The fact is, most phobias like this are irrational, it doesn't matter if they don't make sense. For you the fear is real and Barb cares a lot more about your comfort than anything else. He wouldn't want you to be scared or anxious about it!

Yo, no worries about self indulgence. I have so many self indulgent fics it's not even funny, this is what we're here for. I think Barbatos would be flattered that you would want to match with him. I especially like that it's something from his demon form, which he isn't in all the time, so it's like you're matching with him in a subtle sort of way. As for me, I don't know if I'd want something that's exactly matching, but I like the idea of something that's like clearly about him, you know? Like wearing a ring with a teal stone or something like that. I initially thought about wearing a teal septum ring, but then I realized I would like to be able to see it without a mirror so a regular ring would probably be my choice. I do like matching pajamas, though, that sounds adorable!

Oh yes, I like him being possessive. He's like, only I get to see this picture of MC, so it must be home screen. We'd kinda match that, too because this man is already on both my lock screen and my home screen yes I have a problem.

[jpg-of-dorian-slay]

hiiii helloooo basil my lovely <3 i'm sorry 2 hear youre not feeling too well -- sending over a basket full of dvds + the most delicious soup + blankets etc <3<3<3 ALSO!!! would looove 2 hear about jesper!!!! my sister has been once again telling me abt her fav six of crows characters + feel as though i need 2 become more well versed in this particular character hehehe :)) okay MWAH xx

MWAH !! HELLO THEA MY LOVE <3 <3 <3 cherishing the dvds+soup+blankets and also this ask because asking about jesper and/or any of the crows is truly the way to my heart <3 also your sister has wonderful choice in characters lmao

favorite thing about them

he cares so much. like he is so so lovely he cares so deeply about all of his friends even when they sometimes don't deserve it (looking at you, kaz) and even when he doesn't care for himself. i think it's an under looked aspect of his character honestly.

least favorite thing about them

his self destructive tendancies, like that quote at the start of chapter 11 or 12 ish where it goes "jesper was always happier when people were shooting at him. if he was focused on not dying, he didn't have time to think about anything else" WHICH IS JUST??? TRAGIC??? i love him so much. like i love it as a character trait but it seriously makes me just ache for him

favorite line

"you're stupid about a lot of things wylan, but you're not stupid" genuinely changed me as a person, i will never be the same.

brOTP

jesper and inej. no question. their relationship is so so so important to meeeee.

OTP

wesper <3 <3 <3 forever and always <3 <3 <3

nOTP

i actually don't think i have one. like in my head jesper will always end up with wylan, but i've read fics about him and kaz and him and other people so i'm not super fussy i don't think.

random headcanon

he likes painting his nails but the paint is always chipped because he's too impatient to wait for them to dry properly.

unpopular opinion

not to be all "ooh no one gets him like i do" but NO ONE GETS HIM LIKE I DO. like that's an exaggeration obviously but occasionally i see the wildest takes about him and i'm just like???? did we read the same book??? some of the traits people give him are NOT genuine things he thinks/beleives if that makes sense, like that is the facade that we as the audience are meant to see past and some of us are missing it.

song i associate with them

i have a whole playlist dedicated to him but the first one that comes to mind is free by florance+the machine. also my body by young the giant

favorite picture of them

this one! it's my phone lockscreen at the moment

[inej-herondale]

Is it just me or do yall get like a fresh wave of serotonin when looking at the stills for shadow and bone because ohmygod this is not just something fanmade it's actually real this is actually happening.

[ofsandstonebodies]

Hello ;)

So I just hit 200 followers and I wanted to thank you all for following me though idrk why 😀 ?? (Courtesy of @revvs-trash and @buttcrflys-rose ofc 😌) I also want to do a celebration because I didn't have the chance to do one when I got 200 before I deactivated 😭. I don't want to get sentimental and give an emotional speech BECAUSE I JUST WANNA HAVE FUN RN Y'ALL OKAY (though I'd probably be great at it)(but also just keep in mind ily) SO HERE'S THE EMOJIS FOR THE CELEBRATION ASKS:

🖼️ - Send me this for a moodboard on literally anything. (Please specify the theme. :) )

🌆 - Send me this for a lockscreen (again, please specify the theme lmao).

📜 - Send me this with a one/two word prompt and I will write you something. (Whether it will be a poem or prose or anything else, that'll be a surprise and upto me ;). )

🌬️ - Send me this, again with a one/two word prompt and I will make a word web for you.

🛤️ - Send me this with a picture and I will give a song which I think has the same vibes.

🧭 - Send me this and I will write your name and/or username in my native language, Bangla.

🃏 - Send me this and ask me any question about my OCs/WIP (Our Rotten Virtues) and I will answer it even if it's spoilery. ;)

If you want to ask anything else feel free to do so as long as it's respectful. :))

Maximum number of requests is 3, and celebration is open till the end of September!💙

Answered asks will be tagged with #purbita got 200.

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[aelin-queen-of-terrasen]

I can totally see “Am I your lockscreen?” “You weren’t supposed to see that.” In dancing in the dark in future chapters😲😅 Dancing in the stars is one of my favourite fanfics!!!😍💙

note: i was saving this prompt for something else but I figured y'all deserve a reward for being so patient with my writing block. hope you'll like it.

something like love

Their cozy little corner of the library was deserted that afternoon, filled with the scent of new books. The dim lighting in the back would not have been very conducive for reading if it wasn't for the window which allowed sunlight to seep in. The room itself was adequately warm despite the chill outside—or maybe that warmth was a result of staring at a very pleasant sight.

Aelin's cheeks flushed further when she looked at him again.

Rowan looked so damn nice, books didn't hold much interest for her. His own green eyes were fixed on his book and his silver hair, always so immaculately set were a little tousled today, falling on his forehead. He leaned forward in his seat, emphasizing the muscles in his arms and she had this itch to run a hand over them and see if they were really that—

"You do know staring is rude, right?" Rowan asked, looking up from his book.

Aelin hoped the dim lighting would conceal her blush. "I got bored so I was trying to list the number of faults in your face. It's horribly, uh, assymetrical?"

He leaned back in his seat, arms folded and watched her with a faintly amused smile. "And how many did you find?"

None at all. "Too many to count," she said with a smile. "You interrupted me before I could finish."

Rowan smirked, making her squirm under his scrutinizing gaze. He always looked at her the way she imagined a cat would look at a mouse, right before she made him her dinner. If only he wasn't so hot, thought she. But he was hot and brooding and-and they were barely even friends and god, how was she going to survive the whole last year being friends with him?

Aelin could never be subtle.

Rowan said, "If you want, we can leave now."

"Oh, sure," said she, trying not to sound disappointed; she had thought she could at least stare at him for some time.

So they walked out of the library, arms almost brushing and her face redenned.

Aelin was always too aware of his presence by her side; it only served to fluster her further, especially on days like these, when they were hanging out together—just the two of them.

"Aelin, you're not ill, are you?" he asked.

Aelin tried to sound nonchalant. "I am not, it's just, I don't, that is, I'm tired, I think."

He frowned. "If you'd told me before, we could have left already—"

"I'm not that tired."

"You are! You should see your face, you look so flushed—I think you might have fever. You feel hot too, I mean, that is, your temperature. Not that you don't, I mean, we should go home, yes, home." Poor man looked like he wished the earth would swallow him just then.

"Yeah. Cool. Awesome," she squeaked out, "Let's do that."

The tips of Rowan's ears had turned red. His cheeks coloured too, making him look almost boyish.

Rowan avoided looking at her and they walked on in silence until he said, "What are you thinking about so hard?"

Maybe it was the fact that Aelin had been thinking about him, or that she didn't expect him to talk at all and he broke the silence suddenly or maybe it was just that she had been so flustered for the last hour and things were still so awkward but Aelin stumbled, dropped her phone and turned even redder. Even his deep, baritone voice is sexy, she thought, irritated. No one should be allowed to be that perfect.

Rowan frowned again, bending down to pick up her phone. Aelin hoped she wasn't staring at his ass too obviously.

"I really don't think you're fine, Aelin, we ought to go—" her phone lit up.

Rowan raised an eyebrow, confusing Aelin's already addled brain. What could he possibly be looking so smug about—oh! Aelin was thoroughly horrified to know he was looking at her lockscreen.

At his face on her lockscreen.

Fuck. Fuck. Just—fuck.

"Am I your lockscreen?" he asked.

She couldn't read his face.

"You weren't supposed to see that," she lied, forcing a fake chuckle. "It was a dare, I forgot to change it after it completed."

Rowan still had that inscrutable expression on his face.

Aelin bit her lip.

He looked into her eyes, then at her lips and then back into her eyes.

Aelin's heart thumped so fast, so loud, she was convinced it would stop working any second now.

Rowan kissed her.

Her brain shortwired.

She had convinced herself this was impossible so thoroughly that at first, she could hardly feel anything but shock.

And then it was over.

Aelin could have cried in frustration. This time, she leaned in for a kiss. There's no way it's a dream, she thought. No kiss in my daydreams felt so wonderful.

Her hands travelled up his arms, then she ran them through his air, tugging at a fistful of them. His own hands explored hers and came to rest on her ass, pulling her as close as they could be in the middle of a street with layers of clothing between them.

It was a good thing the street was practically deserted in the afternoons.

"Still want to go home?" he asked.

She pointed out, "You suggested it; not me." The effect of the accusation was ruined by the giddy smile on her face.

"Maybe we should return back to that library after all," he suggested.

Aelin made a face. "Hmm, I don't know... unlike you, I do have an extremely busy schedule."

"You should talk less," he said and kissed her.

"If this is how you'll silence me, I think I should talk more—oh." Both of them found a better use for their mouths and all conversation came to an end for now.

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[ericsonclan]

Rat Support

Summary: Louis and Violet introduce their impromptu pets: The Ericson rats.

It was another normal morning at Ericson’s Diner when Louis came striding in, lugging a massive bag of pet food. He dramatically hoisted it atop the table where Violet, Clementine and Brody were sitting, presenting it with a dramatic flourish. “Here ya go, Vi. Child support, as promised,”

“Child support?” Brody asked, her eyes large.

Clementine crossed her arms. “There has got to be a good story behind this,”

“Oh, did I forget to tell you?” Louis grinned. “Violet and I are the proud parents of three rats now,”

“More like I’m the parent and he just buys them stuff,” Violet muttered, rolling her eyes.

“When did this come to pass?” Clementine asked, her gaze incredulous.

“Last weekend. Vi and I went on an impromptu road trip and along the way we came across the cutest pink and blue house. It had an Animal Sanctuary sign out front, so we decided to check it out,”

Violet snorted. “Little did we know how selective they were with the animals they saved,”

“What does that mean?” Brody questioned.

“The rats were feeder rats,” Louis whispered in horror. “You know, the kind kept around to feed snakes and other animals. They were going to murder each and every rat in that cage!”

“Louis got very emotional about the whole thing,” Violet smirked. “He actually started crying,” Louis stuck out his chin defiantly. “I feel no shame in admitting to crying over the deaths of innocent rodents! They certainly didn’t deserve that sorry lot in life!” His face suddenly brightened. “So we saved three!”

“Saved?” Clementine asked.

“Bought,” Violet corrected. “We had to head straight to the pet store from there to buy them a huge ass cage to lug them back home. Then Louis “conveniently” dropped by my place first and now I’m stuck with ‘em,”

“They’re super adorable!” Louis jumped in, ignoring Violet’s pointed glare. “Wanna see?”

Clementine and Brody both nodded, leaning forward to look at Louis’ phone. He had a lot of pictures.

“So the teeny one is Shitsticks, then the white one is Sonata and the fat black one is Sonuva,”

“Sonuva what?” Brody asked, eyebrow quirking.

Violet shrugged. “Whatever you want,”

“They’re certainly memorable names,” Clementine commented, taking Louis’ phone to look at the pictures more closely. “I’m guessing Violet named two of them?”

“Yep! We each got to name one then rock-paper-scissored over the right to name the last one.” He crossed his arms, glaring at Violet. “I still think Shitsticks is a pretty cruel name to give an animal who has no say in the matter though,”

“I think it’s cute,” Violet met Louis’ glare evenly.

“So, if you’re both the parents,” Clementine returned the phone to Louis, “How is that going to work? Are you going to transport the rats back and forth each week?”

Violet and Louis shook their heads.

“That’d be too stressful for them!” Louis exclaimed.

“I agree. I’m the rat mom and Louis is more of the cool rat uncle,”

“A title I bear with pride,” Louis grinned, tugging at his coat’s lapels.

“Well, I think they’re awful cute,” Brody commented. “How does Prisha feel about them though?”

A small smile crossed Violet’s face. “She was weirded out by them at first, but she’s already totally in love,” She held up her phone to show them her screensaver: a picture of Prisha lying on Violet’s bed, her arms full with the three rats while she fell apart with laughter. “A proud rat momma,”

“I suppose that makes me the cool rat aunt,” Clementine commented, a sardonic smile tugging at her lips.

“Do you mind?” Louis asked, his face a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

“Mind? I love it! I had a hamster named Peanut growing up; cutest thing ever. I bet rats are just as fun,” She leaned across the table, looking at Violet. “I want visitation rights,”

“Sure, as long as you don’t come over at some weird time like 3 AM or something,”

“I promise to be respectful and moderate in my rat visits. How does today sound?”

“Rat party!” Louis cheered, throwing his hands up in the air.

“Who says you’re invited?” Violet scoffed.

Louis held his heart in mock agony. “Torn apart from my children, and at such a young age! What will they do without a father figure in their lives?”

“Grow up with two badass moms,” Prisha interjected, stepping in to join the group.

“Prisha!” Louis exclaimed excitedly. “Parenthood suits you! You’ve already got that warm, maternal glow,”

Prisha rolled her eyes. “That’s for pregnant women, dingus,”

“Congrats, Prisha!” Brody jumped in. “You look super cute in the picture Violet just showed us,”

“Oh, you saw? I have my own new lockscreen too,” Prisha rummaged around in her pocket for her phone then pulled it out to reveal a photo of Violet giggling as Sonuva sat atop her head.

“Oh my god,” Louis gasped, taking the phone out of her hands. “I need this picture,”

Prisha snatched her phone back. “It’s yours if you send me the one of Shitsticks popping out of Violet’s hoodie,”

“Deal,”

“You two are getting along,” Violet noted, eyes narrowing. “I don’t like it,”

“Get used to it, Vi! Prisha and I are gonna have costume parties for the rat babies every weekend! It’s gonna be wild!”

“I do have to admit, I like the sound of that,” Prisha grinned.

Violet groaned. “What have I done?”

“It’s OK, Vi,” Clementine said, giving her shoulder a sympathetic pat as Violet buried her face in her arms. “It’s just one of the joys of parenthood,”

Violet sighed, pulling out her phone to look at her lockscreen again. “They are cute little suckers,”

“That’s the spirit!” Louis crowed. “Three cheers for the Ericson Rats! Hip hip!”

“Hooray!”

“Hip hip!”

“Hooray!”

“Hip hip!”

“Hooray!”

Thus began the lives and tales of the beloved Ericson Rats: Shitsticks, Sonata and Sonuva.

[shimmer-like-agirl]

Tagged by the @captainofthefallen days ago and I just remembered! I’m not gonna tag anyone, but you can consider this an open tag if you so desire

-Favourite Month: September. It’s like the perfect month for weather

-Favourite Number: there are so many, I couldn’t possibly pick a favourite. It wouldn’t be fair to the other numbers

-Nickname: none worth noting

-Current Outfit: Crow T Robot as Mona Lisa t-shirt and sweats

-Contacts or Glasses: glasses. I dislike touching my eyes

-Dream job: Is being independently wealthy a job? I’d like that. I love the job I have right now, moreso if it transitions fully into something else that I’ll hopefully know for sure about in a couple of weeks. That’s so vague, I know

-Lockscreen: Eder

-Favourite song at the moment: Tempo by Lizzo

-Left or Right: Right

-Winter or Summer: Neither. Give me FALL

-Fall or Spring: FALL

-Favourite pic: this one of my fur babies Felix and George

[short--insomniacs]

“Am I your lockscreen?” “You weren’t supposed to see that.”

When Emmett had bounded into your room, practically flailing with excitement, you were almost surprised that you weren’t pissed off about being woken up.

But hey, it was Emmett, after all. He could ask you to hide a body-- not that he ever would-- and you’d probably agree. Because he’s Emmett, and you sorta kinda definitely are in love with him. 

“Elle!” he’d exclaimed. “Elle, Elle, Elle, get up! Get up, get up, get up!”

“Five more minutes?” you’d pleaded, pulling the covers over your head. 

“Come on, Woods-Comma-Elle, get your ass outta bed!” Emmett crowed, yanking the covers off of you. “We have plans!”

You sat up in bed. “Okay, first off, how much Red Bull have you had? And second, studying is not plans. Studying is, like, the opposite of plans. It’s more like stu-dying.” 

“Nice one. Now come on, get dressed, we’re gonna be late!”

“Late to what?” 

“I got Red Sox tickets! And you said you’d never been to a baseball game, so we’re going!” 

“To a baseball game?”

His face fell. “You don’t want to go?”

“No, no, no, of course I do!” you said quickly. “I just-- what do I wear to a baseball game?”

Emmett grinned. “I’ve got that covered.” He put down his bag and opened it up, producing a pink Red Sox hat and a pink jersey with BETTS splashed across the back. It’s absolutely adorable.

“Oh, Emmett, you didn’t have to do that,” you said. “Thank you! You’re too sweet.”

“Of course I did,” he said easily. “Couldn’t have you show up without any gear on, could I? Now come on, we’ll get breakfast and go!”

The game itself wasn't bad at all. Emmett was adorable in his excitement, vibrating in his seat like a giddy toddler. You got hot dogs and beer and enjoyed the warm spring air. Emmett belting Sweet Caroline was probably the highlight, though. 

“We have to take a picture for Instagram,” you’d said. “The rest of the ‘Nu Crew is trying to keep up with my Boston adventures!”

Emmett had laughed and agreed. “Sure, but after this, we’re getting ice cream.”

“Deal!”

The picture Emmett had snapped was adorable, and the Delta Nu crew ate it up. The picture of you and Emmett, though, that was just for you to keep. 

You’d almost forgotten that you’d set it as your lockscreen. 

Now it’s Wednesday night, and you and Emmett are studying your asses off for the next exam Callahan’s going to throw at you. Not that Emmett has to worry about it, but you do. 

“Can we take a break?” you beg. “I’m dying!”

“Let’s get through this chapter, and then we can break,” Emmett says patiently. “I know it’s tough, but you’re doing really well.”

“Emmettttttttt,” you whine. 

“No. We’ll get through this chapter, and then we can break.”

Thirty minutes later, you want to cry. You’re just not getting it!  No matter how much Emmett tries to explain, it doesn’t seem to work. You want to scream.

“I can’t do this!” you cry, burying your head in your hands. “I don’t get it!”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” Emmett says gently. “Let’s take a breath and try again. What can you tell me about Russell v. Sullivan?”

“I-- I-- I don’t know!” you shriek. Your phone slips out of your hands and goes crashing to the floor. “Shit!”

“I’ve got it, I’ve got it,” Emmett soothes. He picks up your phone. “See, no scrat-- am I your lockscreen?”

You blush to the roots of your hair. “You weren’t supposed to see that.”

He gives you a goofy grin. “Oh, no? Why’s that?”

“Because I kinda love you, butthead!” you blurt out. 

Emmett grins wider. “Is that so, Miss Woods-Comma-Elle?”

You blush and nod. 

Emmett leans over and kisses your cheek. “Well, it just so happens that I kinda love you, too.”

You smile. “How about the next baseball game’s on me, then?”

Emmett’s answering smile lights up his whole face. “Deal!”

[silver-stargazing]

Tagged by the always astounding @archervale

Name: Star or Stargazer

Gender: Cis Female

Star Sign: Aries

Height: 5′3″

Sexuality: Asexual

Lockscreen: I actually don’t have a phone that has connection to Internet so my lockscreen is just a generic blank screen. But if I DID have a smartphone, I would use this fantastic art of Tailgate by bluaple! I love that little bot so much.

Ever had a crush on a teacher?: Odd question but no. Maybe a friend crush? I thought my professor who ran the philosophy & comics class would be a cool guy to hang out with, grab a beer with and play silly board games together.

If you could go anywhere where would you go?: Maybe the El Train in Chicago. I have the strong desire to ride a train at night while looking over a busy city.

What’s your coolest Halloween costume?: I dressed up as a scarecrow one year and used such a realistic prop for my crow that I had more than one person think I trained a crow to rest on my shoulder.

Favorite 90s show: The Simpsons (cliche, I know, but it’s my childhood)

Have I ever been to Vegas: Yes, twice in fact but it was never a destination point on our trips. I was 5 the first time and 9 the second time. I didn’t enjoy it at all but I thought the city was beautiful in the morning light.

Have you ever been stood up: As in a date? No, not that I can remember

Favorite pair of shoes: My black off-brand converses. I’ve literally worn a hole in the sole, I’ve walked so much in them

Favorite fruit: Yellow delicious apples

Favorite book: So many to choose...Le Petit Prince, Persepolis, The Eight Strokes of the Clock, Slaughterhouse-Five and The Man who Fell to Earth are all up there. And if I include comic series, then Hawkeye (both the 2012 and 2016 series) and Transformers: Last Stand of the Wreckers are included.

Stupidest thing you’ve ever done: I’ll limit myself to the dumbest things I’ve done this week: trapped myself and a co-worker between two electric sliding doors for a good ten minutes, plunged both my bare hands into a Drain-o filled sink and then saw the warning about not letting Drain-o touch your bare skin, and dripped hot wax on my clothes. Good times.

I shall tag @eregyrn-falls, @seldnei, @angelskittle, @stayweird13, @rum-and-shattered-dreams and anyone else who would like to do this! And you are under no obligation to do this tag ask, either. Just a harmless meme <3

[wenamedthedogkylo]

Tagged Yo

Name: Briana, but I go by Bree and sometimes Bryn

Gender: Genderfluid (65% female, 30% nonbinary/other, 5% male)

Star sign: Capricorn

Height: 5′ 8″

sexuality: Bisexual

What image do you have as wallpaper: A pic I took in FFXV of Ardyn which looks like he stole the camera and took a selfie. It’s my lockscreen and my wallpaper.

Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?: In like 2nd grade, cause all the boys in my year were trolls and I was sick of them. We don’t talk about it. Or 2nd grade in general, it was a bad year.

Where do you see yourself in 10 years: It’d be nice if I was settled in a successful acting/writing career, but the way things are going who knows.

If you could be anywhere else right now, where?: England. Preferably London. Unless we’re talking, like, LITERALLY anywhere, including places that don’t exist, cause then I’ll take Middle-earth or Eos.

What was your coolest Halloween costume: Uh... hm. Tough. I’m gonna go with my Phantom of the Opera Red Death costume sophomore year of college, because I made the mask myself. It was based on the movie version, obvs, and of course it was far from perfect, but it still turned out awesome and since it was also for a class, I got the highest grade on that mask-making project. So booyah. But in high school, I was Darth Vader, Eric Draven aka The Crow, Batman, and then I was gonna do The Joker (Dark Knight version) but I could only get the makeup and scars and not the suit, so my friend lent me a purple fairy costume and I was a Joker Fairy. I won a costume contest.

What’s your favorite 90s show: Uhhhhhh... I suddenly forgot literally all 90s shows. I didn’t really watch TV in the 90s, so... hang on lemme look some up. Okay uh... Dexter’s Lab, Powerpuff Girls, I really liked those. Um, Freaks & Geeks was pretty good? Oh, Friends is pretty classic. 

Who was your last kiss?: I literally have no idea, it’s been years lmao

Have you ever been stood up?: Not that I can think of, that sort of requires someone to ask you out, ya feel me?

Have you ever been to Las Vegas?: Once, my freshman year of college. My bff from high school’s mom paid for us to go see Avenged Sevenfold at the Hard Rock Café, only it was RIGHT before my very first finals. So obviously I said FUCK IT cause finals week was Thur-Wed, and I didn’t have any finals until Monday at 8:00 AM. So we flew out Friday morning, went to the concert Saturday night, and flew back Sunday. And then I went to my final hating the world but happy for the experience. Since I was still 17 at the time, we didn’t do any gambling or drinking but neither of us wanted to anyway so it was all good.

Favorite pair of shoes: Whichever one I’m wearing the most at any given time lmao

Favorite fruit: Probably mangoes, I really can’t resist them

Favorite book: The Hunchback of Notre Dame, followed closely by the Inferno from The Divine Comedy, Frankenstein, and Dracula.

Stupidest thing you’ve ever done: Only one thing? Jeez. Um. It’s either a) the time I stuck a prop necklace for a play I was doing in a floor socket, nearly electrocuted myself, destroyed the necklace the day before opening, and looked like a moron in front of my cast and crew, all because my brain literally went, “hey, this part of the necklace is flat! I bet it would fit in that slot on the socket!”; b) the time I tried networking at the place I was temping because I wanted them to offer me a permanent job, and ended up so drunk that I passed out on the MAX home, stumbled off a stop, fell over and puked on my boots, and had to be taken to the emergency room; or c) the time I was at a band trip up the river in high school and wanted to swim across the river with my friends, forgetting that I was a scrawny weakling until I was at the mercy of the current, nearly got run over by a jet boat, and was so tired by the time I crawled to the rocks on the other side that they were already ready to go back across, I had to rest, and then almost drowned trying to swim/float my way back over because I was so tired. Straw poll, what do you think was the stupidest?

Hogwarts House: Ravendor, it’s really a 50/50 split at this point

Hours of sleep: Who the hell knows anymore? Usually 6+, often 12 because ~my brain doesn’t work properly~.

Blankets you sleep with: Preferably like one or two sheets, a comforter, and maybe some soft throws on top of that, but I’m not picky anymore.

Favorite Bands: Panic! at the Disco and Fall Out Boy are probably the top right now, also Imagine Dragons and WALK THE MOON probably, and Golden Bough which I’ve listened to literally since I was born. And I guess you could count Vitamin String Quartet. I don’t really listen to music that required bands much...

Favorite Solo artists: I actually listen to more solo artists than bands, but still less than just classical and instrumental. Faves are probably Lady Gaga, David Bowie, The Living Tombstone, Kesha, Andrew Bird, Sia, and Syrano.

Song stuck in my head: O-FUCKING-KAY LET ME TELL YOU, so for the last like two weeks I’ve had three songs cycling through my head and I wanna die. Bitch Better Have My Money (okay, not bad, it’s a fuckin awesome song); Tunak Tunak (SWEAR TO GOD WHY, WHY DID IT COME BACK TO HAUNT ME); and to my utter horror The Living Tombstone’s “W* *r* N*mb*r *n*” remix (I WANT TO FUCKING DIE AND IT’S @chocokweehn‘S FAULT)

Last movie I watched: Alice in Wonderland (1951), I got nostalgic

Why did I create my blog: Someone on the ProBoards RP I was on posted a gif, and I was like 😱 what is this soRCERY? WITCHCRAFT?! And so I boogied over here and just started exploring. And I’ve been here ever since, just cause I liked the format and the reblogging and the Idk the community feel? And now I’m trapped like the rest of you lol.

What do I post: Basically anything I think is worth it. Humor, politics/activism stuff, art (mostly others, sometimes mine), fandom stuff, pretty things, Idk just whatever.

When did I create my blog: Like early 2011? I think February 2011, I’d have to check which I don’t know how to do

Do I have other blogs?: So fuckin many, mostly RP blogs, but the main other ones are @peredhelhathladring, which was my last URL that I wanted to save so I made it a Star Wars only blog (which is funny cause the URL is in Sindarin, a very not-Star Wars language), and @breerps which is my writing/RP/inspiration blog.

Do you get asks?: Now and then.

Following Blogs: 1,836, and honestly so many are probably inactive and I need to go cull them but who has the energy for that

Favorite colors: Dark red, dark purple, black, and gold

Lucky numbers: 7

Instruments: I played flute from 5th grade to I think sophomore or junior of high school, then switched to alto saxophone from then to freshman year of college. I still have my instruments, I just haven’t lived anywhere where I could play them without disturbing other people. I’ve dabbled with piano and guitar for a long time and I have a keyboard that I plunk at sometimes.

What am I wearing: Black t-shirt, black, gray, and pink fuzzy pj pants, and Star Wars socks

Dream job: Actor and writer

Dream trip: Paris, specifically to Notre Dame

Favorite food: Chocolate. Just, yeah... chocolate.

Nationality: American

Followers: 1,441, with blocking all porn blogs lmao

Reasons for your url: Because I’m Star Wars trash, and I was thinking about how Indiana Jones named himself after the dog and was like how funny would it be if Kylo Ren did that?

Tagging: @aceofaces20, @comepraisetheinfanta, @maiievshadowsong, @arcanerogues, @hey-hey-shutthefuckup, uh yeah just whoever wants to

[crimsonfox19]

Tag Time!!!

I was tagged by @karminbathory

Thank you Karmin Bathory! Sorry it took so long to reply to it! 

Rules : tag ten of your followers you want to get to know better. I tag: @magnusbaene @hufflebee @phantomandfoxflyer @fourmillionkruge @twilightarc-gm @blushyalec @schemingface @awkwardmc @whisperbinder @maghnvsbane

Name:

So my pen name and the name I go by online is Kamiella Maze, but you can call me Kamie!

Gender:
Female

Star Sign:
 Taurus

Height:
 5′5″ or about 165cm

Sexuality: Bisexual/Bicurious at the very least

What images do you have set as your desktop/cell wallpaper: So I just got a new phone and laptop for Christmas (my old ones were falling apart), so I don’t really have anything interesting on them. It used to be a Hamilton lockscreen paper and a starry night with a tree home paper on my last phone, and a fennec fox on my last laptop’s wallpaper! 

Have you ever had a crush on a teacher:
 No, not that I can remember at the least. 

What was your last text message:  “Sweet! Tell me if you think it works okay! I thought they could go to a pub or something afterwards if it all sounds good to you. Could be a good icebreaker for both of them?” to my friend Korinne! We’re working out a book idea... so writing stuff. Lol

What do you see yourself doing in 10 years:
 In ten years? Ideally I’d like to be a professor or working in the linguistics field in some way, shape, or form? We’ll just have to see. 

If you could be anywhere else right now, where would you be:
 So I’m currently living a little outside of Tokyo, Japan (I’d be nervous posting that, but it’s huge here so... I’m not afraid), and I would really love to be in the U.K. It’s where I really want to go next, but I’m going to be going back to the States in July and hopefully working until I can find a way to move or finish university in the U.K. (if I can pull it off). 

What was your coolest halloween costume: I don’t think I’ve ever had a cool halloween costume per se? I went as the Mad Hatter once and that was really fun! Otherwise I have a pretty fun Ciel Phantomhive cosplay from Black Butler. 

What was your favorite 90s show:
 Friends, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Full House, Sister Sister, Pokémon, and Cardcaptor Sakura.

Who was your last kiss:
 My ex-boyfriend over a year and a quarter ago? I suppose. 

Have you ever been stood up:
 By a date? No... By a friend? A couple times. 

favorite ice cream flavor:
 Cookie dough, or the chocolate brownie ones...

Have you ever been to Las Vegas:
 Yep! I used the airport a few times, because it’s not too far from where my family lives. 

Favorite pair of shoes:
 I have a pair of sketchers that I use now that are comfortable walking around Japan. My favorite are probably a pair of high heeled ankle like boots that my friend got me for my birthday! I love them! 

Whats your favorite fruit:
 Um.... I love mangos and avocados the most to be honest! Though I really do love most fruit... oooh... and kiwi... 

Whats the stupidest thing you have ever done:
 Right now the stupidest thing I can think of that I’ve ever done is take an English word and give it a Japanese conjugation... that, that was pretty stupid... Oh! And I forgot the letter K for like a minute and a half and could only remember the Japanese kana: か so that was pretty stupid in my opinion too... albeit, funny. 

Whats your favorite book:
 My favorite book is a hard one. My favorite duology right now is Six of Crows and Crooked Kingdom by @lbardugo and one of my favorite trilogies is the Night Angel Trilogy by Brent Weeks!

What loser is your favorite:
 I generally get annoyed by the losers in books and movies and shows? But I guess if I have to pick it would be Joey from Friends and Simon from The Shadowhunters... can you call Simon a loser though? I mean... maybe? I guess. 

[mikeandeddie-blog]

i was tagged by @finnwolffad ⤳

rules: tag ten of your followers that you want to get to know better

name: lexie

gender: female

star sign: aquarius

height: 5′1

what images do you have set as your desktop/cell wallpapers?

desktop - jack dylan grazer (aka the ultimate bean, my favorite son and acting extraordinaire)

lockscreen - finn, sophia, wyatt, and jack (more amazing beans)

homescreen - finn, wyatt, and jack (such talented beans)

have you ever had a crush on a teacher? probably in the past, and one of my teachers now is fairly attractive, but i have too many problems to be worrying about this.

what was your last text message? it was “aw” and it was to my guy friend.

what do you see yourself doing in 10 years? maybe making music and writing. those are my biggest passions. i’d also like to get into youtube and post things about writing and music there.

if you could be anywhere else right now, where would you be? England. I just want to go to Europe soooo bad!

what was your coolest halloween costume? for halloween 2016, i was Dustin from, obviously, Stranger Things. i loved that costume...

what was your favorite 90s show? Friends of course!

what was your last kiss? i haven’t even had my first kiss yet, so, nonexistent

have you ever been stood up? no, i have never been on a date before...

favorite ice cream flavor? dark chocolate... it is soooo good!

have you been to las vegas? yes! a lot actually! i have family that live there, and i am going back in february!

what’s your favorite flavor? sweet

what is your favorite book? it’s a three way tie, between the shadowhunter chronicles, the raven cycle, and the six of crows duology

what’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever done? probably mess up my entire presentation in front of my Spanish class, and then my teacher had to help me continue what i wanted to say. it was awful. that is more embarrassing than stupid though.

which loser? i hate picking between my beautiful beans. why must i do this! but, i was first drawn to Eddie so, there you go.

i am tagging ⤳ @mikietoizer @eddiesgazebos @353mike @rreddie @kasprak @wonderbyers @beepbeepsunshine @dont-call-me-eds @bi-mikewheeler @strangergaten