#i just doodled this so fast sorry if it looked

[blondeaxolotl-twstocs]

Sorry about the influx of questions (feel free to ignore any/all), I really like Murray and Sirena and the little doodles and stories about them.

- Do either know Azul?/What do they think of him?

- What do they think about the twins going to NRC?

- What would they think if either twin brought home a partner?

Hehe no worries!! Send as many asks as you wish I love answering them (even if it sometimes takes me a while)

- Do either know Azul?/What do they think of him? They do know Azul :). A little funfact about Sirena is that she and Azul's mother actually went to high school together!! And ended up reconnecting after they were both picking up their kids from school because Azul's mother recognized her. That's kind of how the tweels and Azul actually started hanging out together because their moms wanted to catch up and therefore dragged their kids along lmaoo. Onto what they both think of him, Sirena adores him and finds him sweet. Loves the fact Azul looks like a mini ver of her best friend, and she's impressed how smart he is. Murray on the other hand thought he looked like a sad wet dog- SMACK actually she thinks he's pretty cool.

- What do they think about the twins going to NRC? Proud and happy that their boys are going to a such wonderful school! Sirena was worried at first, thinking what if they don't get along with others or they end up starting fights. But after hearing that Azul is also going there, she calmed down knowing there's at least one sane person keeping track of the two (somewhat... shhh). And ofc Murray's thoughts about it was something like "uhh don't start fights, but if someone starts the fight FIRST then be the ones to end it, and make sure you end it" <- please do not take advice from this woman

- What would they think if either twin brought home a partner? A new member joins the family :)))! If their son loves their partner, without a doubt both Murray and Sirena would love them too and they'll immediately welcome them with open arms!! Though there's a 50/50 chance Murray might or might not pull out a huge album filled with baby pictures of the tweels. Why? Because Murray finds it funny to embarrass her kid in front of their partner harharhahrharhahrhar (it's only 50/50 and not 100 because Sirena might tell Murray not to pull out the baby album after just meeting the person)

Anyways, bonus lil comic of the first question of Sirena and Azul's mom reconnecting!!! (No this wasn't just a huge excuse for me to draw Azul's mom and baby Azul haha what do you mean)

The lil tweels and Azul hanging out together in the last frame while their moms do the thing where they accidentally meet in public and proceed to talk for what feels like hours (Murray is stuck between them as she's forced to socialise but also can't understand either of them because of how fast they're talking)

Jade was the first one to immediately take a liking to Azul because he's ourple💜✨ and Jade likes anything that's ourple💜✨ (that's also why his pupils are so dilated here), Floyd is just glad Murray isn't manhandling him anymore (he tried to bite her, again.)

[hdra77]

Can I give Disarrebbles a slugpup. Just a little guy. Baby. He'll be a good father and this will cause no problems

"i am an iterator. not your personal caretaker. this tiny animal wouldn't suit well inside my facility grounds. the ecosystem outside of my structure is nothing but in its current state of decay..yet it amazes me how despite everything, life seemed to find its way back into the surface."

"... go away. please." "i am not letting you rest on my shoulder, tiny creature. stop staring at me with those pleading eyes of yours" "..."

"awww~! did you make this little creature, pebbles? i did not know you are in need of companion! how was moon--" "i do not. it waddled its way inside my premises." "you should name it! how about plentiful stars frolicking across the night sky?" "i am not keeping this animal, suns."

[reminiscentrainclouds]

They infect my art history notes once more.

[isjasz]

The brainrot (help me)

There is now Part 2

[tinyfantasminha]

👍

[dailykugisaki]

Day twenty-two | Id in alt

Kugisaki's reasoning is that Gojo wouldn't listen to her asking and she didn't want to ask in the first place.

[coincasual]

your artstyle is so so cute, i absolutely love how you draw everyone ! can you share an insight on your process? Also I'd love to see more briar in your style. :^)

thank you! here is a little insight on my process! i’ve got some briar sketches waiting in the wings! she is on her way!💕💕💕✨

[citricacidprince]

I wanted to ask if you can make a doodle of that drifting star gravity falls au but it’s relativity falls. Stan gets sucked into the portal and Dipper has to take care of him.

Took a hot second but I finally did it!!!

This family makes me wanna lose my mind I adore them so so much <333

(Sorry it’s a bit messy and clunky, my brain is fried atm lol)

Notes under cut!

I like to think that Dipper is oh so tired and is trying so hard to find a way to kill Bill so he can get back home to his sister as fast as he possibly can that he’s sooooo willing to aim guns at people. Like sure a laser gun works fine most of the time, but it’s soooo much easier to bring lead to a knife fight, ya know?

Stanley would think Dipper is so fucking cool and Dipper has to do a double take because no one has ever called him cool and meant it

Stanley is wearing a mini version of his homeless hoodie, as a treat :]

Mabel was inconsolably crying for a hot second after this all happened and Stanford was utterly pissed and in denial, weakly kicking her and hitting her with his little baby arms to bring his brother back

Mabel manages to reverse engineer the memory gun to erase the government agents minds, but unlike Dipper, who could’ve done it in 5 minutes tops, it takes her about an hour, so she tells Stanford about her brother Dipper and everything that happened while she does so

While doing this she asked Boyish Dan to block the door and gave him permission to beat up anyone who tried to get in, something the concussed teen was very happy to hear

They manage to buy time, and thankfully Mabel already knows how to open the portal again, but it’s gonna take a week or two maximum to get it fully running again

Stanford is still very very pissed, but it’s a silent and resigned anger aimed at Mabel. She lied to them all summer, she not who she said she was, she won’t stop apologizing when she looks at him now, how could he not be mad?

Besides it’s easier to be mad when the alternative is being so sad you feel nauseous over the fact your brother is missing, you have no clue if he’s okay or even alive, and every passing moment is making you regret trying to push him away all summer because you miss his stupid jokes and laughter and antics so bad it makes you steal all the blankets off his bed and praying to something, anything, that he’s going to be okay so you can just hug him one more time.

Mabel isn’t doing very well either. She completely locked down the Shack until she can bring Stanley and Dipper home. She told Dan and Anjelita that they didn’t have to come to work, something Anjelita gladly accepted, while Dan insisted that he could help. After all you expect him to go home and be normal about this later??? He got a concussion and punched an FBI agent so hard he passed out. He’s in this for the long haul.

I don’t want Stanley and Dipper stuck in that portal for longer than a week, because even if Mabel and Ford opening that portal again would cause Weirdmageddon they don’t care in the slightest, they just want their brothers to come home

[flw3rrr]

I love the idea of sevika with a retired brothel worker. Like they fell in love and sevika got her a job at the last drop or smth.

I also love the idea of mama sevika. I would love to give her a child 😭 so maybe domestic fluff around sevika her wife and their child. Lil' Families are my favorite thing

The bright side of things

Parings: Sevika x Retiredbrothelworker!reader

Warnings: Nothing major, Fluff, just full on FLUFF, No mentions of Y/n, and no description of reader. Sevika trying to seem tough around the kid, but fails. (100% let me know if anything is missed!)

Word count: 1.4k

Not proofread! sorry for any typos. I wrote this at like 2 am....oops

A/n: Thank you so much for this request. I loved this idea so much when I first read it, so I had to do this one immediately! 

(I have so many more amazing requests in my inbox, and I'll get to them soon! Thanks so much again for sending this, and I hope you enjoy it)

Dividers by: @cafekitsune

Ever since you retired from working at the brothel, life seemed more simple and comfortable. Sevika, who you met a few months ago before your retirement, had grown onto you. The way she carried herself whenever she would stride around the building made you burn inside a little.

It all got better when you were told you were booked for an hour. Dreading what kind of person you'd have to entertain or boost their ego to make them feel something, but with a big surprise when your face met with Sevika's, she was leaning back, legs spread open as a cigar sat on her lips. That's how everything started for the both of you.

Sevika offered you a job at the last drop when you first told her of your retirement; it got tiring and exhausting physically and mentally. Your heart melted at her offer and took it immediately. It's something you never in your life thought you would work at, but what can you expect? It's a way better job than working at a brothel, body sore and no break.

You always remember to thank her whenever possible; Sevika isn't the type to show affection in public, so you'd always kiss her on the cheek and lips as a way of thanking her. Sharing each sweet moment with one another in your new shared apartment. The undercity wasn't some fairytale place to grow up, but with her presence, it made you forget everything.

Sevika likes that you took her offer on working at the last drop. She now gets to keep an eye on you, especially when she plays poker, and in the quick moment whenever you'd hand her a drink, your eye's lock on hers every time you hand her the glass, a soft and sweet look. Of course her gaze locks in yours in return, but never softens; she can't let half of the undercity that she's practically on her knees for you.

And this is where the both of you are now, still together and head over heels for one another. The two of you sat on the couch that sat in the small living room; you held a sketchbook, drawing random doodles, never being the professional type, though. Sevika just watches you making a game of her own on trying to guess what you're making or stares very confusingly at it. Everything was quiet and calm until a thump was heard from one of the bedroom doors.

The sound of feet padding against the wooden floor became louder until a small girl appeared with a huge smile on her face. Immediately she decided to join the both of you on the couch, but rather than sit, she began to jump and speak very fast.

"Can I please, please, pleaseee come to work with you, Momma? I want to make drinks with you." Speaking so fast, neither you nor Sevika could comprehend a single word. Glancing at Sevika for a quick moment and back to the child before stopping her from jumping on the couch to avoid any possible injuries.

"Selani, remember what we both said about jumping on the couch? You could get hurt easily." Her smile dropped as she looked at Sevika, who spoke about 'the couch wasn't cheap.' Selani gave a nod in return before sitting herself down onto the couch. Both you and Sevika took Selani in after you both found her alone with nobody near; it broke your heart badly, and with not much nagging, you both quickly became her adoptive parents.

You could tell Sevika cared for her just as much as you did, catching moments between the both of them, Selani play fighting with Sevika, who obviously would go easy on the kid knowing her strength would accidentally crush or break a bone. Or whenever Sevika's arm needed to be repaired or a quick fix, Selani was standing right by her, being the best helper.

Slowly shaking your head, sitting down by Sevika once more, both of you would take Selani with you to the last drop, as you had nobody to watch over her. Thank goodness for Jinx sometimes, but you never wanted to pressure her watching over some kid, but she always proves you wrong when Selani is gone, in seconds walking away with Jinx to do whatever.

Sevika did whatever Silco wanted her to do, whether it be cleaning up one of his messes with people or looking scary behind him. But she is graced with time to herself, which is usually at the table playing poker. You'd always say her playing poker was a show just for you because you got to watch her from afar enjoying the smirk her face always held as the other players held a look of defeat.

"You lucked out, kid; none of us are going today." Sevika spoke up, breaking you out of your train of thought. Selani frowned at the news of not going out. She always wanted to be out exploring or at the last drop, whether it be with Jinx or sneaking away and somehow finding Silco and bothering him; he seemed to not mind, you hoped.

"What? Why not?!" Crossing her little arms in frustration, both of her eyebrows slanted. That is the start of a tantrum you've grown to learn from the years you took her in--not fun at all, you remembered. It took both of you time to learn how to be parents to a child, having no prior experience, though Sevika had a tiny bit from when Jinx was younger.

Sevika let out a huge sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose before looking back up at Selani. "Because we both got the day off, and you usually take those for granted, trust me, kid." Selani's gaze just stared at the both of you; confusion covered her face. The both of you never had a day off, so why now all of a sudden? Adjusting your body to sit more straight, you faced her directly, a soft smile placed on your face knowing it's good to talk to her straightforwardly with a few restrictions but to help her feel more validated and that she had your attention.

"It's a good thing not to worry, Selani; it just means me and Sevika have the whole day with you to play or cook, even just relax if you wanted." As soon as those words left your mouth, her face lit up as if she saw a whole pile of candy with a sign that said free. "Really!" A toothy grin appeared with one missing front tooth. Giving her a nod, she immediately shot up, running over to the both of you.

Once she was in front of you both, you could tell many ideas of games were filling her little mind. Taking both of your hands, making you stand. "Do you guys have any game ideas?" Selani asked, pride filled within you, teaching her to always ask her friends if they had any ideas before doing all of hers to ensure a fair game. Within a second, Sevika tapped her shoulder before dragging you away, running. "Your it!" is what you had managed to comprehend.

"That's cheating!" Selani yelled, her laugh heard behind you as you both ran. Now ending up in your shared room with Sevika, you purposely slowed down, letting Selani catch up and tap you. Quietly, you both teamed up to get Sevika and corner her. She went in the other room first, then you followed behind.

Immediately, Selani ran at Sevika, jumping on her; following Selani's actions, avoiding hitting them both, the three of you land onto the bed. Laughter could be heard throughout the whole apartment. And if it was heard by anyone, they would only think how happy you all are. This was your safe spot, where happiness is the love of your life and beloved child. 

Sevika carefully flipped Selani over the bed, and a game of play fighting began. You watched to make sure they both didn't get hurt, and to your surprise, Selani pulled the kick method. "You called what I did cheating. What you're doing is cheating!" She joked, a smile plastered on her face as she managed to get ahold of Selani.

In a moment, Selani whispered something to Sevika, and a grin grew as they both slowly turned to look at you. "Uh oh, what's going on?" With a blink of an eye, they both grabbed you, landing back onto the bed, Selani tickled you on your stomach.

Even if your laughs filled the room, your thoughts only held on how much you adored this moment and would cherish it forever.

Life for you got automatically better and brighter once they both entered your life, and you'd never trade it away.

[ceaselesswatchersspecialboy]

Do the twins ever get attached to stanfraud? Does bill get attached to them too? what is their relationship like? and what is their immediate reaction to finding out everything was a lie -- first impressions? GAAHH I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS i'm ur biggest fan bro

Thank you so much!! It really means a lot that people are enjoying my madness this much!

It’s funny because earlier I was actually doodling him and the twins!

He absolutely gets attached and they get attached in return. While their initial introduction to him is very rocky, they come to enjoy his quirks and unusual interests, especially once Dipper puts together he was the author, and he regularly supervises them on adventures, mainly because Stan asked him too, but also because it’s strangely fun. He will repeatedly claim he hasn’t gone soft to Stan, but then Stan will find him fast asleep with the twins curled up against him, or he’ll catch him helping the twins in their respective Dipper and Mabel’s guide videos. He also likes Mabel Juice! Mabel won’t take his suggestion of adding eyeballs though. Alas.

His feelings towards them are made complicated by his own denial. He doesn’t like the idea that he’s changed much at all, and these new doubts he’s experiencing about his original plans are not thoughts he’s willing to entertain for long. He gets snappy when Stan tries to reassure him it’s okay that he cares, because he doesn’t care, he’s just… playing a role. That’s all. It’s all one big lie. He can do lies. But that doesn’t really explain the genuine panic he experiences when Dipper and Mabel are in danger, and how quickly he jumps in to protect them nor does it explain the fuzzy feeling in his chest when Mabel knits him a sweater.

He’s not the same as he was thirty years ago. That’s a fact. And thirty years was once just a blip for him, but this has felt like he’s lived a whole new life.

And on the flip side, Dipper and Mabel care a lot too. He’s off-putting and he’s strange and he says some things that imply he may have committed murder and gotten away with it, but they like being around him. It isn’t always perfect, same as it is with Stan, but the rougher patches don’t tend to last, and they reconcile by the end of the day (although, Bill is usually incapable of saying sorry verbally and shows his apology through actions instead).

Dipper for one hasn’t really had anyone he can just ramble about nerd stuff with. Bill can actually keep up with Dipper, and they both find themselves enjoying the debate they have about inter dimensional travel, or what sort of haunting would be the most annoying to deal with. Dipper does sometimes catch his uncle looking at him strangely though, almost as though he’s seeing right through Dipper and looking at someone else, but he blinks and the odd look is gone, so he must have imagined it.

Bill does sometimes push Dipper’s buttons, of course, and never gives him direct answers, usually making him look for the answer himself, or read between the lines, which Dipper comes to appreciate as it, so he claims, trains his mind for mysteries. They have a very fun back and forth, honestly. Dipper thinks Stanfraud is the coolest despite all the annoyances, and he really does try his best to impress him.

Mabel meanwhile is just her usual bundle of energy, and charms her great uncle by involving him in her unhinged hijinks, and showing him the art of glitter bombing. She meets him where he’s at! Even though he can sometimes be a little extreme, even for her, she pushes herself out of her comfort zone, mainly because of what Stan told her, about how Ford lost his mind while alone. Well, she can’t have that! She makes a real effort trying to understand him, and why he thinks the way he does.

He also weirdly gives her some good advice whenever Pacifica tries to bring her down, and Mabel is both comforted and inspired by how weird he is, even in his old age. He never lets anyone shame him out of it, and he encourages Mabel to just “Be weird! Your fleshbag life is short! Why waste it caring what lesser skin puppets think?”

Bill unknowingly allows both Dipper and Mabel to feel more comfortable in themselves because of how unapologetically ‘him’ he is.

Sorry if this is messy, by the way, I’m just writing my thoughts as I go along.

Anywho, I think all of this makes finding out everything was a lie very hard hitting for them. Mabel tries to rationalise it, that sure, maybe he wasn’t really their Grunkle, but he still loved them like he was, and they loved him like a Grunkle, meanwhile Dipper reacts very negatively, because he really thought he had found someone like him, someone he confided a lot in, and now he thinks he made the wrong choice, that he was an idiot.

And Stan lied too. He admits the biggest mistake he made was not telling them, but it’s too late for that now.

The one bright side, if you can call it that, is Stan and Bill do tell them before they get Ford back. They think they’ve finally found the way to do it, and Stan wants the kids to know before they try it, give them time to process.

Okay I’ll end there for now! Thank you so much again!

[sevs-corner]

Tf 141: Mafia AU!

Chapter 1: “The rain falls but they fell harder”

{A/N: the unofficial part 1 to this brainrot series of minee🫡}

OG Post Links (if you want to read more crumbs of this slowly building brainrot of mine lol) from oldest to latest <33

Preface:

It was right around fall when you got the news of been evicted out of your home- the reason being? Your roommate bailed and sold you out. Giving you only so much as a couple of hours to pack your things and leave as they had left too.

Luckily, your desperation was quenched when your co-worker happens to hear your ramblings during the night shift. With no choice but to accept, you accepted to take care of their place and move into the new city bustling in anxious steps. You could only live off your friend’s current supplies, so you needed to find a job fast.

"Turn left... turn left- WHERE?!" Almost feeling the urge to throw down the piece of paper your co-worker handed you earlier, you could only feel the pressure rise in your veins as heaved- trying an attempt to calm yourself-- seeing as how you got lost for the umpteenth time. The amount of turns you made in these wet streets and cuts through the alleyways made you quite hopeless in your situation.

A 'simple, turn right then left!' they said to you while handing the small folded note in your hands just in case. Besides having the direction written, it also had a weird doodle on the underside but paid no mind to it as you were more focused on the instructions of your co-worker, easily understanding it with no issue.

Yet it seems that you didn't as you stumble in front of a quaint...

"Bakery? Now how did I get here this time..."

The building in front of you was quite run down, but the words on the window were still quite visible despite the rain padding onto it . 'Homecooked goods,' it says in white cursive writing, which complemented the natural red bricked border. There were a couple plants that you took notice of wilting, making you frown quite a bit- knowing how, if they were given a bit of more loving, it would look quite beautiful and an even more attractive bakery.

Although you had to shake that thought away, deciding that it wasn't your objective coming into the bakery (yes, it was still equally important to you but finding your co-worker's place was more of an immediate concern.)

Knowing that you had lost all hope at this point, stumbling into so many dead ends that you decided to cut your losses, man up, and ask for directions around this place. For quite a well-known and popular town, this part of it was quite desolate.

Hence, when you started marching towards the bakery, you noticed how there were quite amount of similar cars out front. All black, sleek, fancy- wait... maybe this was a fancy bakery? Or not a bakery at all? What if you can't get any help or information from this place-?

"Johnny wasn't even- woah!"

At that moment, you happened to stop in front of the door and get hit right on the nose by the wood door and solar plexus punched by the quite fancy handle it was accompanied with.

"fUCKKKKKKKKK...." You swore silently, landing on your back and scattering all of your belongings as you clutched both your nose and stomach in (mostly shock) anguish with the person who gutted you mercilessly (accidentally) quickly asking if you were okay.

"Oh my- dearie, where are you hurt? I'm so sorry!"

You could feel the person talking, resting their hands on yours as it gently prodded yours away.

“Mighty careless of ya’, Garrick.” Someone jabs at the person you assumed had knocked you out.

“Ain’t a new sight to see LT?” The voices continues on while another replied with a grunt- which you are quick to piece together that there are three people now who had seen you land on your ass quite… gracefully.

“Oi,” another joins in, “what’s the hold up by the door? You’re bloody blockin’ the way.” A quite irritable one at that, you note.

“Sorry sir,” you hear the one besides you talk, “I accidentally hurt 'em when I opened the door.”

You hear another padding of footsteps as the one besides you shuffle away. You couldn’t see anything at the moment from how teary-eyed you were.

“Are you okay?” The newest voice grunts, right besides you, and you could smell the beer on his breath so you blanched away from him.

“I-i’m fine…” you managed to get out, albeit in quite a nasally tone as you pinched your nose to subside the pain.

“Doesn’t sound like it lassie,” the voice snickers and you turn to them with a closed-eye glare.

“Who are you to assume how much pain I’m in right now?!” You grumble in irritation, unable to control your emotions anymore for how shitty your day has been.

The straw that broke the camel’s back per se.

Lucky they were quick on the uptake.

“Can I see it?”

“Huh?”

You whipped your head to the other side, hearing the same voice that apologized to you.

“Can I check your nose?” He giggles, “Gotta know if we have to take you to the hospital or not.”

“No need to,” you insisted yet your hands fall to your side, letting the man to check it himself- which you had identified once your vision started clearing up from the tears.

"Shh, shh- no need for tears.." you felt a thumb rub at your cheeks gently, and you could barely make out the silhouette of the other man as he hushes you.

Bulky, scruffy beard, but was mostly covered the scarf around his neck, as well as the hat perched on top of his head- making it unable for you to see his entire visage.

"Seems nothing's broken," you hear the gentle man mumble to himself and you could feel yourself stiffen less.

"Thank fuck," you chuckled, "I don't have enough to get that fixed if it was."

"You wouldn't have to pay for it," he replies, eyes now staring at you with more... softness? If you had to make sense of it somehow.

"Why not?"

You stared at him as if you couldn't comprehend the intent behind his actions.

"'Cause he hurt you, lovie." The man, now clearer in your sight, explained- and his, 'oh his dark blue eyes' made you inherently stutter out a response.

"I-it's alright-- wasn't lookin' where I was going is all!" Your hands shake in front of you, widly shaking your head know as you show that you are unable to accept the generosity of the man. As much as you'd appreciate being treated to free healthcare- that seems too much for something that was a mistake (on your part mostly.)

"I insist," the kind gentleman insists, "I, too, was in deep conversation that I wasn't aware that somebody was on the other side of the door."

He grabs your hands, forcing them to calm down and for you to make eye contact with him- hoping that you would see the sincerity in them.

Yet all it did was make you more nervous, now seeing him in his entirety, from his clear cut jawline to how his eyes sparkled under the street light.

'Pretty.' is the first thought that comes into your head as you continue to be whisked away in the hues of the warm comforting--

"Let me help you up."

You yelp, feeling your arms being tugged (and your consciousness out of your thoughts) to a standing position, though from the sudden jerk you barely could catch yourself- sensing your self fall once more face first this time.

"Woah there!" You felt hands at your waist, steadying and grounding, as you feel the sudden rush of blood in and out of your head.

"Sorry," the kind man once again apologizes, "was that too fast?"

You sighed, unconsciously leaning your head against his chest, trying to calm the pounding in your head- "no, you're good."

"Dizzy?" You feel a warm hand on your forehead and you nodded again, thoughts now feeling a bit muddled from just about everything.

"think they caught a cold sir," another voice pipes in, the grumbly one from earlier.

"Seems like it," the mustache man replies, "got a place we can take you back to, lovie?"

"can't find it," your mumbles are barely audible from how muffled it was into the man's jacket and the patter of the rain on the sidewalk, yet they still caught on and looked at each other in confusion.

Odd and cryptic- was it because you knew them? Or you didn't want anyone knowing where you lived- especially with four strange big men at that.

Sighing, the bearded man signaled to the other side with a jerk of his head, "ask nonna and nonno if they can spare a room for the night."

"On it sir," the two responded with a quick nod, leaving as quickly as they had gone out.

"tell 'em I'll handle the lodging pay!" he follows up and they responded in affirmation again before he turns back to you, shivering up in his man's arms, looking quite defeated.

You looked like a kit left in the rain, and he felt that surge of sympathy of wanting to care for you- but he knows he can't. Not with a non-combatant and civilian, he thinks.

"Get 'em inside Garrick," he instructed and 'Garrick' responds with a soft, "yes sir" before mumbling to you and helping you move into the warm bakery.

The bearded man stayed outside, collecting your things until he saw paper jutting out of your bag, lines that were quite familiar. Checking if you were inside already, he could see Garrick bring you inside by the hand as you approached a fussy elderly couple, who quickly ushered you and Garrick up some stairs, deeper into the building.

Once he knew you were out of sight, he quickly grabs the paper and reads the words on it.

'Nothing of note,' he thinks then turns it around, eyes narrowing at the symbol draw at the underside.

"haven't seen this in a while..."

"Haven't seen what in a while sir?"

"Ghost," the bearded man regarded before passing the stuff he picked up into his arms, "we'll discuss it back at HQ."

Ghost nods and leaves to go back inside while another exited to join him.

"Did it come from 'em sir?" The shorter man asks, and the bearded man nods.

"Yes," he confirms, "but I do think its not from them specifically."

The other man hums, "sounds like we need to do some diggin' on 'em."

"we'll get more info from 'em once they wake." he grabs a smoke from his pocket before gesturing the other to light it for him. "Stay on post Soap."

"Aye sir," Soap salutes and watches him leave as he returns inside, doing as he was told.

You wake up with the gnarliest headache ever, that even if you did drink yourself blank out drunk- this would still take the cake of morning hangovers.

"Mornin' sleepyhead."

"the fuck?" You grumbled, throwing an arm over your eyes as you evade the sunlight by the window to spot a man by the doorway. He had quite a fancy fit on with the subtle floral pattern of a polo to the grey slacks with harnesses attached around his waist and thighs, gun holster by his hips but no gun in it.

"rough night?" he asks and you nod along, unsure of what happened to you- everything still quite a blur in your head, memories merging and dissipating the instant it comes popping up.

"our boss paid for your lodgin' here," he walks into the room and ends up at a chair by your bedside, "'compensation for his men' hurtin' ya last night, he says."

Hearing him say that made everything come into place, "you were the guys I bumped into at that bakery last night!"

You pointing at him in accusation made him chuckle and lean closer to you, yet that made you lean further away as you now realize the very trepid situation you were in.

"That's us alright," he hums, "are you still hurtin'?"

'oh,' you thought to youself, 'he was just checking if my nose was better.'

Embarrassment filled you at the insinuations that you made up in your head, as you assumed his intentions; hence, you had to look away from him- to save the little bit of dignity you had.

"no," you quickly snippet, "head's just heavy."

He clicks his tongue before standing and going to a desk, making you perk your eyebrows in confusion.

"well," you hear water being poured, "might be because you were burnin' high with a fuckin' fever in the rain."

He hands you the glass of cool water, "that's why."

You glare at him before chugging the water down, letting out a small burp while wiping the side of your mouth as you feel less parched than when you woke up.

Silence filled the room as you thought of how odd your situation was. No matter how accidental your meeting was- doing this much for a stranger was quite... well, strange is the best way to put it.

"Why're you guys concerned?" You finally managed to get out, despite the mess of thoughts you're having right now.

There was no malice behind your words, just simple curiosity and he could see it from how clear your eyes were of your intentions-- quite ironic from how much of a mess your brain was right now.

"boss felt responsible," you could hear the man chalk it up to that conclusion, "likes takin' care of people, that soft old chap."

You didn't quite catch the last part of his words as he mumbled it under his breath but you nodded anyways.

"That's quite kind of him," you softly spoke with your voice still hoarse, "can admit that it's hard to come by that kinda thing nowadays."

"I got lucky," you admitted, "please thank him for me."

The way you smiled made him pause for a second- it was genuine and so clear of its intent behind that it made his skin crawl and hair stand at the ends of his neck. He could feel his hand twitching to rub and his face and neck, so he let it- turning away from you as he reassured you that he would.

After a couple of more minutes, he tells you more details of your situation and you felt more grounded now, thanking him and his boss once again for looking out for you.

"No problem, sweets." he shoots you a grin- a quite silly and crooked one at that which made you return it in kind as you bid him farewell.

"Better get goin' huh..." you tell yourself as you picked yourself up from the bed and stretched, "still gotta ask and find out about where this place is..."

Yet as you look through your bag and all of its pockets, you noticed that the paper was missing, dumping the rest of out, you groan out- once more- in anguish at your situation.

"this is such a fucked up week!"

"how about we un-fuck it cara*?"

(A/N: *cara- Italian for 'beloved'/ 'dear')

And that wraps up the 1st chapter to this series!! Heads up, updates will be slow but feel free to hmu with ideas/ thoughts about the AU hehe (including my other ones too :>>)

[cyberskulzzz]

rodrick bf hcs!!? 💗🤗

Omg hi pinkie! Thank you for the request,lysm (those are as always not proofread sorry /:)

Boyfriend Rodrick Headcanons

•You‘ll get invited to dinner/family trips each and every time.Rodrick hates it,you adore it more than anything. 

•I feel like Susan will adore you no matter what (unless you really give her a reason not to,midwest reader x rodrick au cough cough). 

•You teach that boy HYGIENE. From properly showering,shaving,to taking care of wavy hair,makeup,makeup removal all that. 

•Sitting on his lap in front of a mirror as you teach him skincare first,then makeup and later that night makeup removal. 

•That causes him to figure he actually ADORES self care,being pampered. 

•You buy him his own little cosmetic bag with patches you sewed on to it,just as a small gift. 

•The type of guy to laugh,crack jokes during sex,at least when you guys are long term and comfortable 

•After school hang outs contain going to buy cds,getting fast food and if its the weekend staying the night at his place (susan wont let you stay on school days),usually cleaning his room first before you feel like you can actually sleep in peace.

•Rodrick does feel a bit embarrassed whenever you clean for him but you know he just doesn’t know any better cause no one taught him how,and its not like he’s unwilling to learn. 

•On days where he has classes longer than you (when he is actually present,his attendance is at like 14%) he lets you wait in his van and reorganize his cds.

•His cds and vinyls are sacred to him,youre the only one allowed to reorganize them. 

•He owns a small black basket where all his cds are in cause he refuses to get a cd folder,but then again he doesn’t want them to fly around his van while driving. 

•Bad at losing,wether that is playing video or board games,he’s a sore loser. 

•Im projecting on this one but if youre a tim burton girly and show him the movies,I feel like he’d secretly ADORE corpse bride. 

•Loves when you cook but will be fully honest if he doesn’t like something,even just on accident.This will probably result in an argument. 

•He‘d prefer junk food anyways but he gets the whole healthy food thing too. 

•If youre a trinket gal he will buy a happy meal just so you can put the toy on your shelf. 

•Loves to gossip with you,as soon as he sees you and your girl friends whispering in class he‘s listening in or waiting for you to pass him a note. 

•Burns you cds every anniversary 

•Hates taking pictures but loves the spontaneity of photo booths. 

•Has lots of pictures and polariods of you and the band around his room. 

•I feel like he’d like smells a lot,as in he’s really attracted to your scent. 

•Will ask you what perfume you use,you tell him you‘ll find one he’d like for himself. 

•Loves making vision boards on new years eve with you cause that guy dreams big,so he makes a music tour themed one. 

•The type of boyfriend to buy anything from the store that has your special interest on it,or a food you mentioned once. 

•Susan has your schedule hung up besides Rodrick‘s,which she wrote down neatly and with doodles,so Rodrick remembers what you have going on. 

•He looks at it like once a month when your over and is like 'oh you had that going on how’d that go?‘

[trsrina]

valentine’s day with zerobaseone

gn reader, established relationship, fluff !! mentions of food, not proofread

jiwoong

- even after being in a relationship with jiwoong for some time now, you still kick your feet and get all excited when you receive your yearly valentine’s surprise from him

- sends a box of chocolates and a bouquet of blue roses to your workplace in the middle of the day with a love letter in it (probably some cheesy love poem he racked his brain to come up with and feels very proud of)

- it will probably be something like “roses are red. my face is too. that only happens when i’m around you” written with crayons and decorated with silly childish stickers and doodles ,and you had to resist letting out the loudest laugh ever at that since you were still at work

other members under the cut!

zhanghao

- sorry but YOU have to ask him to be your valentine, not the other way around and you have to do it fast before anyone else (hanbin) snatches him away from you

- no but seriously he would’ve cleared out his entire schedule for that day just to spend it all with you going out just idk eating at some cute but overpriced café (don’t worry, he pays), shopping and just gossiping over some coffee

- ends the day with a night stroll at a park with your hands intertwined and swinging by your sides maybe feed some ducks you saw while chatting the night away and just giggling to each other about something silly. it was simple but meant so much to the both of you

hanbin

- this is so serious for him like no one takes valentine’s day as serious as him so he makes sure to give you princess treatment throughout the whole day

- you wake up to the sound of a grizzling pan and smelling the aroma of the breakfast he’s preparing for you and damn this man CAN cook. serves you a five course meal at 8 am in the morning with like heart-shaped pancakes and eggs like this man is not real (sorry i just love domestic hanbin)

- after breakfast, you two return to bed since you were still feeling sleepy. he cuddles you to sleep, your head buried in his chest and literally clinging onto him, him with his arms tightly wrapped around you in a comforting embrace, gently patting you to sleep as he leaves small pecks all around your face and he probably has even more stuff planned later in the day

matthew

- matthew biggest green flag. spent so long planning the perfect valentine’s date for you and surprised you with a romantic picnic at the beach. he even sets up a table and chairs for the both of you, made sure all the food was perfect

- i can envision him covering your eyes during the walk from the car to the beach then surprising you. pulls out your chair for you and pushes your hair behind your ear and when you ask why he’ll say, “just wanted to take a better look at your pretty face”

- makes you giggles at his jokes the whole time and at last, gives you a final surprise which was an adorable cake with ‘happy valentine’s day’ written on it with icing that he spent the majority of yesterday making for you (u have no idea how many times he had to redo it)

taerae

- he serenades you. that would be the most taerae thing to do like seriously. he would start planning since christmas, writing a whole love song for you, him writing and composing it for you all by himself

- he would be so nervous when the day arrives. he would take you out to a nice restaurant, surprising you with flowers and all, then when the both of you return home, he sits you down on the couch and takes out his guitar

- starts strumming and you’re like, “i don’t recognise this song?” and realises that he wrote it and it took everything in you to not start crying on the spot. serenades you with his honey-like sweet voice while looking into your eyes like a lovesick man, literally making heart eyes at you and smiling like an idiot

ricky

- sends you a text in the morning which reads, “morning, baby. happy valentine’s day. i reserved a table at xxx restaurant for us at 6 pm. i’ll pick you up at 5:30 pm. i love you.”

- the moment you receive that text you start giggling and kicking your feet while burying your face into your pillow, only ricky can make you feel this way.

- you dress up for him and the moment you see him, he’s leaning against his car in a button up with the first few buttons unbuttoned and a huge bouquet of flowers. holds your hand the whole time, during the ride and dinner, listens intently to all of your rambling during the whole of dinner and also pays !!! (bc he’s young and rich)

gyuvin

- rings your doorbell enthusiastically with flowers and gifts dressed in his best attire, fixing his hair every few seconds to make sure he looks perfect for you. shyly hands you the bouquet he arranged himself when you open the door

- he would drag you to a dog café for your date and he’s most likely even more excited about this than you, just looking at the bright grin on his face and the giggles he lets out while he plays with the puppies makes a smile appear on your face too

- would probably point at every dog and says it looks like you because it’s cute just like you. no but imagine you guys sharing a pasta together and accidentally recreating the lady and the tramp scene omg

gunwook

- bowling date with gunwook omg okay his jaw will literally drop the moment he sees you arrive all dressed up like he thinks you’re drop dead gorgeous and won’t stop giggling and blushing every time he glances at you

- pays for everything and takes the chance to show off his skills in bowling. coolest guy ever just the way he confidently strikes the bowling pins with the bowling ball but gets so shy and blush when you cheer for him and compliment him

- and when you’re getting food together at a restaurant, he would not stop staring at you. his head propped up on his hand as he stares at you hopelessly, utterly lost in your eyes and down bad. he’s the type to wipe your mouth for you when you have something on the corner of your lips.

yujin

- your first valentine’s day together so he would be so anxious about it and shy. he would make sure everything goes smoothly and plans it all out like buying tickets to that movie you said you wanted to watch in advance and making reservations for a restaurant you mentioned you wanted to visit before (most likely the first time he ever made a reservation by himself in his lifetime)

- takes you to the movies and insists on paying for your popcorn and drinks. probably watching some cheesy romcom together and since it’s valentine’s day, you’re surrounded with couples which just makes him even shyer

- holds your hand and whispers silly comments about the movie in your ear throughout the movie. he couldn’t focus at all because you were right beside him

short little valentine’s headcanons that i rushed to make it on time 😓

[atsro-slut]

Could you please do remus x reader with reader during exams absolutely procrastinating to death and getting stressed about it? I could use the motivation for my exams 🫶

A Quiet Break

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Hi bby!! Thank you SO much for the request! I hope it is to your liking <3 This is also a reminder to everyone that my requests are open!

Remus Lupin x female!reader

Exams got Y/N stressed—good thing Remus knows just how to help her hit reset.

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It was a typical evening in the Gryffindor common room, the crackling fire casting warm light over the room full of students bent over textbooks and parchment. The tension was palpable—Exams were fast approaching, and everyone was on edge. But amidst all the frantic studying, there was one student who stood out.

Y/N was slumped over a desk, her eyes fixed on an open textbook that she wasn't actually reading. Instead, she stared at the words, but none of them seemed to make sense. The notes on the page blurred together as her mind raced in a thousand different directions. She had been at it for hours, trying to cram for the upcoming exams, but somehow it never felt like enough.

And the more she thought about it, the more stressed she became, feeling completely overwhelmed.

Her quill hovered over a sheet of parchment that was already covered with random scribbles and doodles, the result of her mind’s inability to focus. She had tried everything—studying in the library, working with friends, even attempting to review in the common room, but nothing seemed to stick. Her stress was mounting, and with each passing second, it felt like she was sinking further into a hole she couldn't climb out of.

"Y/N," a voice broke through her thoughts, soft and comforting.

She turned her head to see her boyfriend, Remus, standing nearby, leaning against the doorframe of the common room. His tired but kind eyes locked onto hers. He had been watching her from across the room for a while, noticing the way she kept fiddling with her quill, tapping it on the desk, her fingers twitching as if they couldn’t find a way to hold still.

"Hey," she said with a forced smile, trying to hide how frazzled she really was. "Sorry, I... I can’t focus. I’ve been trying, but it’s like my brain won’t let me. This isn’t going well."

Remus chuckled softly, walking over and sitting beside her. "Well, you’re not alone. I think every student in this room is feeling the same way. It’s hard to concentrate when you’re so stressed out."

She sighed deeply, resting her forehead on the cool surface of the desk. "I just… I don’t know what to do anymore. I’ve tried everything. I feel like I’ve hit a wall, Remus."

He gently placed a hand on her back, rubbing soothing circles, a calming gesture that he knew would help her feel grounded. "I think you need a break."

Y/N blinked up at him, confused. "A break? Remus, I can’t afford a break. If I don’t study now, I’ll fail the exams."

He gave her an understanding smile, brushing a stray lock of hair out of her face. "I understand, but sometimes, when you push yourself too hard, your brain can’t absorb anything. It’s like trying to fill a glass with water when it’s already full. You need to let it settle before you can fit more in."

She hesitated, still unsure. "But I don’t know if I have time for that. I’m already so behind—"

"How about this?" Remus interrupted, leaning in closer so she could feel his steady presence. "Let’s take a break together. We can go for a walk around the grounds, get some fresh air, and then when you come back, I’ll help you with whatever you’re struggling with. It’ll be easier to focus once your mind is clear."

Y/N looked at him, torn between the urge to keep studying and the undeniable pull of his warm, calming presence. She had always felt better whenever he was around, and maybe, just maybe, he was right. She needed a moment to breathe.

"Okay," she said finally, pushing away from the desk and standing up. "But only for a little while."

Remus grinned and stood up, offering her his hand. "Deal. Just enough to clear your head."

They slipped out of the common room and made their way down to the courtyard, where the evening air was cool and crisp. The stars were beginning to appear in the sky, twinkling above the castle. They walked side by side in a comfortable silence, the crunch of leaves underfoot providing a gentle soundtrack to the night.

As they reached a secluded bench, Remus gestured for Y/N to sit first. She did, grateful for the moment of peace. Remus sat next to her, his presence like an anchor in the storm that was her mind.

"Better?" he asked softly, glancing at her with a kind smile.

Y/N nodded, though she didn’t speak immediately. The stillness of the night, the quiet rhythm of their breathing, seemed to calm her more than she’d expected. She realized how tightly wound she had been, and how little she’d allowed herself to breathe in the chaos of the school year.

"I’m sorry," she said after a long pause, her voice small. "I don’t mean to get so stressed out. I know it’s just exams, but I always feel like I’m not doing enough."

Remus looked at her gently, his eyes filled with understanding. "You’re doing more than enough, Y/N. The fact that you care this much about your studies shows how hard you’re trying. But you’re allowed to take care of yourself, too. You can’t pour from an empty cup."

She smiled faintly, leaning her head on his shoulder. "You’re always so good at making me feel better. Thank you."

He chuckled softly, wrapping his arm around her. "It’s the least I can do." He paused, his thumb brushing her hand. "But, you know, I’m not just saying this because I’m your boyfriend. You’re one of the smartest people I know. You’ve got this. Just take it one step at a time."

She closed her eyes, feeling a weight lift from her shoulders as his words sank in. For the first time in a while, she felt like maybe she could do this after all. Maybe she didn’t have to do it perfectly—she just had to keep going.

"Okay," she whispered, a bit more determined now. "I’m ready to get back to it."

Remus smiled at her, his eyes full of pride. "Good. And I’ll be here, every step of the way. We can go over your notes together when you’re ready."

They stood up, hand in hand, and walked back toward the castle, the stress of the evening suddenly feeling a little less daunting. With Remus by her side, Y/N knew she could face whatever came next.

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[rocknpebbles]

Can we the rest of the Strawhats in the Swap AU you did? Please!

BTW you're art is absolutely SUPER! Always brings a smile to my face. 😊

THBAK YOU SOMJUCH GAHHHH‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️❤️❤️❤️❤️💯💯💯🔥🗣️🗣️🔥🔥🗣️🗣️🔥🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

HI JUST A QUICK NOTE I’ve been rlly extremely tired all week so I just quickly rlly fast whipped up some symmetrical headshot doodles 🙏🙏

uhghahhhhh but YES HERES basically the idea of what I was going for for the swap au (did not add brook/jinbei I love them but im extremely tired sorry!💔)

so yeah zoro, usopp, franky, and sanji are the first four to join

zoro looks like a strawberry 😭😭😭😭

then it’s chopper nami luffy and robin

⬇️ some rambling

for some of these they looked more like gender swaps then personality swaps so I tried switching it up a bit, originally luffy had long hair but I chopped it off n gave robin some hair dye bc I just didn’t want it looking like a genderswap

also idk if I’m making chopper a smoker but I originally intended for that to be a lollipop in his mouth

NOW AS FAR AS CHOPPER AS SANJI THROW TOMATOES ALL U WANT BUT I AM NOT MAKING HIM A PERVERT it does NOT SIT RIGHT 😕😕😕😕 I did wanna keep the “never fight a woman” thing but as far as being perverted I replaced it with uhh I guess what pretimeskip sanji kinda had, “over the top chivalry” and maybe some extra added machoness to balance the flaw ??? Bear with me I’m making it up as I go

AS FAR AS AGES AND BACKSTORIES AND STUFF ITS UP TO YOU I just had them with their respective personality’s backstory like usopp loses kuina (or whoever she’s swapped with), sanji grows in a village, franky is under Arlongs (or whoever he’s swapped with) rule etc but it’s fun to think about the latter.

I tried swapping strong contrasting personalities 🥶

BUT YEAH IF THERES ANY QUESTIONS ASK BUT THATS THE SWAP STRAWHATS!!! TYSM FOR ASKNG ‼️‼️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[jedtavius-week]

here is your gift @absolutely-and-always13 !! sorry for the wait, its a mix of a doodle and a short fic (to compensate that its shorter ahah) hope you like it! :D happy holidays! fic under the cut ;)

“Faster!” Jed yelled, one hand holding his cowboy hat so that it wouldn’t get lost. “He is catching up!” Beside him, Octavius laughed and pressed the pedal down as far as it would go. They skidded around the corner, almost too fast. Behind them, the giant T-Rex skeleton followed them, trying to get his bone back. It was their nightly activity. Rexy needed the exercise, or he would get restless and try to hunt the animals. One week, their small car was broken and Larry had taken AGES to repair it, and Rexy actually ate one of the Neaderthales. Well, he ripped him to shreds and then tried to swallow him. They actually had managed to put him together again and he only looked slightly mangled, so he had to stand in the back now but eh, it was fine. Now that the car got fixed, they could take Rexy out for exercise again. “Oh, look out”, Jed screamed when they skidded too far around the corner. But it was too late. While they made the turn, Rexy did not and crashed directly into the Christmas tree, throwing it over with full force. The tree shattered in many pieces, Christmas balls and lights flying everywhere, covering the ground in shards. “Oh oh”, Octavius and Jed said at the same time. The car came to a stop and Rexy happily grabbed his bone, and Jed was reeling to loosen the rope that connected the single bone to their car and not have it ripped up in the air and possibly broken again. Then the two looked at the downed tree in silence, until Rexy was bored with the bone and started trying to chew the tree. “No! Stop!”, both of them yelled at the same time - tho of course it didn’t deter the T-Rex who loved cracking each and every Christmas ornament open and then pulling out the garlands. “And now?”, Jed asked after they had watched Rexy take the tree apart meticulously. “They need that for the Christmas Party tomorrow! We are dead if they find out!” A twinkle from the windows caught their attention and both of them had a figurative lightbulb over their head. A few minutes later they were climbing on Rexy. Octavius then put the stick forward to which they had fixed a single shiny Christmas ornament, which caught the dinosaur's attention. He tried to reach it, making one step, then another. “It works!” Jed said happily and clapped Octavius on the back. “Now let's go!” They steered Rexy out of the museum and towards their target. “Mum look! There is a Christmas dinosaur!”, a little girl cried, pointing out of the window. “Anna, shut up. You are watching too much TV!” her mum scolded, because when she looked out of the window, there was nothing. “But there was!” “You look too much on that stupid phone of yours.” This scene happened, in one way or another, in many households in New York that night. The three outside didn’t notice of course. They were set on their target - well Jed and Octavius were, Rexy was constantly getting distracted by shiny lights and Christmas decorations around. “Next time we take the car!” Jed complained, when Rexy took yet another detour to try and eat yet ANOTHER inflatable Santa Clause. “If you tell me how we are supposed to transport a Christmas tree with our car, sure”, Octavius muttered. Jed huffed, but had to admit he was right. And after Rexy was disappointed when the inflatable Santa lost all of his air, they managed to get him to keep walking. And then there was their target in sight. “It’s a bit big, do you think, it will fit?”, Jed asked and Octavius eyed the tree up and down. “It will. I think. If not we will get the beavers to gnaw off part of the lower part.” They both nodded. “Now we just need to make sure that Rexy will not destroy it again.” “And carry it back.”

“Go fetch!”, Jed yelled, and pointed in the direction. They had put Rexy's bone in the tree - which had been a struggle to do, but the only plan they had come up with. And now the T-Rex - who had been busy trying to lick the ice in the ice rink - snapped his head up, locking in on his target. He was over to the tree with a few big strides, grabbing it and trying to lift it. Once. Then twice. Then a third time. It was not looking good. “We are so dead”, Octavius groaned and buried his face in his hands. But Rexy was not easily deterred. It was his bone, and his big stick and he WOULD get it. He growled and put all his weight into the next pull - and it worked. He lifted the tree straight from his stand and made a happy noise. “Yes!” The two cheered happily and got back on. Now there was a problem tho. The tree was so big that none of them could see where they were going. And Rexy had a lot of sparkling Christmas ornaments in front of him. Steering wouldn’t work anymore. “Uhmmm.” They looked at each other. “And now?” But before they could start coming up with a plan, Rexy began to walk. “Oh, this is not good!”, Octavius said, but they could only hold on and hope Rexy would eventually go back to the museum - before the sun went up too. Because the dinosaur was not deterred by anything. Shouting, pulling, ordering - nothing worked. They also couldn’t see that Rexy had spotted a bus with a Santa Clause on it - and was determined to see if that one was edible. He was following the bus, growling when his prey kept getting away from him time and time again. Conveniently, the bus took the route to the museum, and seemingly the driver didn’t notice that he was followed by a big Christmas tree carrying dinosaur. In front of the museum, the bus had to stop at a red light long enough for Rexy to finally catch up and growl angrily when his prey turned out to be a piece of metal. Frustrated, the dinosaur turned towards the museum to go home, flicking the image of Santa hard with his tail as he turned around and breaking it. Inside, they actually had to call the beavers over, because the tree trunk didn’t fit in the stand, but it was done pretty soon and then they were all standing around and admiring their new Christmas tree. They had simply put the old tree somewhere in the basement, hoping no one would ever find it. “It’s a bit bigger than the old one”, Octavius said. “Yeah well, they won’t notice.” Jed wrapped an arm around the Roman. The next morning Dr. McPhee and Larry stood in the entrance hall of the museum, looking at the tree. “Is there any explanation why our Christmas tree is gone and was replaced with the ROCKEFELLER CENTER CHRISTMAS TREE?!” Behind them, the radio was playing news about a Christmas dinosaur.