#jack: i want nuggies.

[lupuslikethewolf]

s14/15 dean probably did not love or even like jack, but he would have absolutely taken him to get mcdonalds just because cas and sam said no, no questions asked.

[intimidating-fettuccine]

Creep Halloween 2024

Happy Halloween! I wanted to write a little special something for Halloween, so I hope you enjoy. :)

Keep in mind some of this references my earlier post about what they'd dress up as for Halloween :p But not all of them. Anyway! Enjoy :)

**Could be taken platonically or romantically, but it's kind of intended to be romantic for the adult creeps. No specifically romantic things happen though!

You find yourself approaching a tall pair of double doors, a costume adorning your form, a bucket for collecting treats resting on your arm. A firm breeze blows through the air, freeing leaves from the many trees surrounding you as you make your way up the front steps. You take a deep breath, preparing yourself to knock on the door, but before you can make contact, the door swings open and you're pulled inside quickly, surrounded by everyone as they wish you a Happy Halloween. Despite all the people surrounding you, there's one specific person you were hoping to see this Halloween, and you find your way to them quickly.

Jeff: "It's about damn time you get here!" His fist makes contact with the top of your head, giving you a nuggie as he clutches you to his chest, not allowing you any escape. "We still have to get ready to take Sally trick or treating tonight, because I'm on duty this year, and you're going with me, no ifs, ands, or buts. You have to, considering I already told her you're coming too and she's bouncing with joy to see you, so let's go!" He pulls you lightly in the direction of Sally's room, and you easily follow behind him.

BEN: "I thought you were never gonna make it! Listen, I need your help with my costume." He pulls you away from the others, hiding you both in secrecy. "So… Listen. I agreed to do Barbie and Ken retro rollerblade costumes with Toby, and…" He looks dejectedly down at the ground. "I don't know how to roller skate and honestly I've been a mess trying to figure it out. How about you help me out? If I still can't learn by tonight when we go out, maybe you could be my knight in shining armor and let little old me hold your arm all night to steady myself?" You find it hard to deny his pleading eyes and readily agree.

EJ: "Ugh, finally someone with someone calming shows up." Jack's brows are knit tightly as he hoists you into his arms, immediately retreating into his bedroom and plopping down on his bed. "They've been so rowdy all day, it's exhausting. I've been waiting for you to get here so I can finally relax in peace and quiet. I'll let you go out later, but for now, you're mine." Jack pins you loosely in his arms and curls up as though preparing to take a nap. You make no complaints against his movements, and laugh at his actions, causing him to huff against you.

LJ: "Gumdrop! I was beginning to think the howling wind out there blew you away on those short little legs!" Despite what your height may be, you can't deny how small you are compared to Jack, especially not when he hoists you into the air and cradles you to his chest, affectionately rubbing his cheek on top of your head. "I spent all night last night staying up making a whole bunch of different candies for you to try, so we've gotta hurry up and eat 'em all before Slender tries giving them out to anyone! …Stomach ache? What do you mean you could get a stomach ache? That doesn't matter! Halloween is now, stomach aches are later!" You can't help the allure of his freshly made candies, and so you agree despite any apprehensions.

Jason: "This is horrible!" Jason blushes as he slides into his chair at his vanity. The clown trio always matches costumes every year, always dressing as what the picker of that year chooses, and this year LJ just happened to pick sexy nuns. Despite the amount of skin that Jason is revealing, he actually looks incredible, and when you tell him as much he groans. "I appreciate your compliments dear, you know I do, but how am I supposed to go out like this? I can't be this indecent in public!" Despite his claims of indecency, he's really just showing off about half of his thighs and down, nothing too dramatic, but Jason is used to covering nearly every inch of his body with his clothing. "..What's that? Just stay in with you this year?" You nod at him, leaning him into your chest as his arms wrap around you. "Hmm… Perhaps I will." He calms down quickly as he snuggles into you.

Candy: "This is HILARIOUS!" Candy cackles as he glances in the mirror, showing off the sexy nun costume Jack had gotten the three of them at the store. You knew Candy would be excited about it, but you didn't think he'd be feeling himself so much. "You should go out with us, sugar. Jack and I already know Jason won't wanna go out and have consolation gifts ready for him, so you can be our third!" He pulls you into his arms, and you inform him while you're happy to go, your costume isn't a sexy nun. "Oh, ya don't hafta match! We just do this to be silly every year. Just you being with me is plenty enough for me, and ol' Jack won't mind!" He buries his face into your neck, nuzzling you affectionately, and you find yourself agreeing to tag along with them.

Toby: "Y-you made it!" Toby's incredibly eager as he holds you close in his arms, content noises flowing out of him as he rubs his face all over you in affection. "Come on, you've gotta l-look at my costume! I've be-been learning how to r-rollerblade for we-weeks to impress BEN!" The excitement in his voice sends a shiver down the back of a certain other resident, who quickly scampers away to ready his own matching costume. "You've g-gotta see how cool I look!" You find it hard to resist as he excitedly pulls you upstairs, quickly slamming his door shut in his rush to put on his rollerblades and show off his skills. Not accounting for his slick wooden floor, Toby quickly glides into you on accident, nearly toppling you over as he holds you safely in his arms, laughter filling his room.

Tim: "Oh, you made it. I was wondering if you'd have time to come over." He gives you a squeeze and pats your head affectionately. "Did you decide if you're going out tonight? I'll be stuck inside finishing up my Halloween baking." You think to yourself for a moment, the idea of going out with the others is an enjoyable idea, but the thought of how good Tim's baking is going to taste leads you to consider the opposite. "Oh? You're going to stay with me?" He smiles easily at your words, eyes narrowing joyfully as he pats your head once more. "Good. You always make the best company."

Brian: "You look great!" Brian's voice is filled with excitement as he squeezes you into his arms, his warmth flooding into you and contrasting the cold air behind you. "I was wondering what you'd end up dressing up as. Whaddya think?" He steps back to show you his costume, picked out by Toby from Spirit Halloween, Bob Ross himself. Brian shines with joy as he stands before you, and you can't help but smile at him, complimenting his appearance. "Thank you! I was actually pretty excited about it." He stands tall and proud, before pulling you into another hug. "I'm just glad you're the person I get to go out with tonight."

Liu: "There you are! I was starting to think you'd bailed on me or something." His light voice teases you as he ruffles your hair, laughter flowing out of him as he holds you close. "How was I supposed to celebrate Halloween without you by my side? I have so many movies picked out for us to watch together, and a whole bag of your favorite candy waiting for you." You quirk an eyebrow at him, questioning his decision considering his regular lectures to not eat too many sweets. "Hey, it's Halloween, alright? Tonight is the one night I'll allow you to fill up on as much candy as you want. …Only if I can have some too!" He adds to his statement with a huff as he crosses his arms, smiling easily when you laugh at his antics.

Jane: "Well, well, well. I thought I was going to be best dressed this year, but look at how cute you are." Jane teases you affectionately, looking your costume up and down with a smile. "I'm matching with Nat this year, but maybe we should've all matched so I could brag about how I'm matching with the biggest cutie I know." You lightly poke her and tell her to stop teasing you, but her eyes only light up as a bigger smile blooms on her cheeks. "Ah, but you didn't deny my words. So you ARE the biggest cutie I know, hm?" You go to retort back at her, and she chuckles, shaking her head and hugging you once more. "It's alright, it's alright. I'll stop teasing ya. …..For now." She chuckles evilly into your shoulder as she squeezes you tightly.

Natalie: "Looks like the party has arrived!" She yells in excitement, squishing you against her body in a way that has you gasping for air in her tight grip, your hand patting her back quickly to get her to let go. "Oh, my bad!" She giggles as she releases you, her head cocking to the side as she smiles at you. "You know how excited I get about Halloween! I've been bouncing off the walls all day waiting for you to get here!" You remark that it's still early morning, and she huffs at you, puffing out her cheeks. "That's beside the point! The point is, I've been waiting! So come on, we've gotta get our spook on and start all of our activities!" She tugs at you impatiently, and you relent and trail after her with laughter.

Helen: "Oh, thank god. You have got to help me." Tugging you forcefully into a separate room, Helen grips your shoulders with a nervous look in his eyes. "Look at me! I look ridiculous! You've got to convince Nat and Pup to not make me go out this year." Contrary to his words, Helen looks quite good, dressed up in Victorian clothing with his hair styled and fake fangs protruding past his lips, you actually think he looks quite nice, and when you tell him as much he blushes and shakes his head. "Regardless! I don't wanna have to go out in front of other people like this! You have to help me." Helen is never so emotionally against something, and so you tug him into a comforting hug, reassuring him that you'll convince the others out of making him go.

Puppeteer: "I don't look stupid, do I?" He's looking over himself in the mirror, his hair styled wildly, a werewolf costume he picked up last night decorating his body as he continuously looks in the mirror. You tell him you think he looks great, and he sighs, turning to face you. "I don't normally dress up, so I wasn't sure if I'd look good or not." You tell him he looks smokin' hot to tease him, and he snorts in shock at your words. "What unusual words for you to say to me! But I'll take it." He says, looking over himself in the mirror once more. "Hmmm… Alright. I may as well head out. If I don't, I might back out." You follow him out of his room, knowing if you don't go with him he might back out anyway.

Smiley: "Well, well, well. If it isn't my favorite patient." His lips quirk up into a smirk as he pulls you to his chest, bending down to rub his nose against your cheek. You respond back that you're not technically his patient, and he sighs at you with a pout as he shakes his head. "Why can't you ever just play along?" You tell him it's because if you play along he'll start dragging you into his antics more regularly, and he smirks again. "Oh, please. I'm going to drag you into my antics all the time anyway. Who are you kidding?" He ruffles your hair, guiding you away as he continues to tease you.

Sally: A loud gasp fills the air as her arms circle around your waist, her head rubbing against your stomach. "Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh!" She yells out, bouncing up and down as she looks up at you in pure elation. "When Jeff said you were coming too I got so excited! I barely slept last night I was so happy!" You can't help but smile down at her, ruffling her hair and telling her you'll go trick or treating with her every year if she wants, and she gasps again. "REALLY?! THAT WOULD BE AWESOME!" She screams out, bouncing up and down before clinging to you once more, happy to have her favorite "sibling" with her on a fun day like Halloween. Not that she'd tell the others you're her favorite, but it's pretty damn obvious with how she's bouncing off the walls.

Slender: "Ah, wonderful, you've made it." His voice is mirthful as he greets you, bending down to scoop you into a hug. Jack Skellington's suit adorns him, and he looks quite nice in it. "Thank you so much for volunteering to hand out candy with me, my dear. Your company is always appreciated." Slender leads you back to the kitchen, where there are multiple bowls, and multiple bags of candy waiting to be dumped into them. "I wasn't sure which bowl or candy would be best, so I got a variety." He pauses, his tone laced with a hint of regret and insecurity. "I did too much, didn't I?" You laugh, reaching up to pat his back and reassure him that he did wonderfully, a sheepish chuckle leaving him as you set out to work at filling the bowls.

Offender: "Well? How do I look?" He's wearing a suit that looks identical to Slender's favorite, right down to the handkerchief, and you can't help but look at him questioningly. "What? I wanted to be annoying this year, so who better to dress up as?" You snort at him and bump him affectionately, telling him he'd best keep his mouth shut if he doesn't want Slender hearing him. "Oh, please. He wouldn't yell at me on Halloween! …Would he?" You hum thoughtfully at his question, before saying maybe you should find out. You dash off to find Slender, Fen hot on your heels to prevent you from getting him in trouble.

Splendor: "Pretty funny, right?" He can barely hold in his giggles, adorned in a suit that matches Slender, but with Offender's signature hat and a rose tucked into his jacket pocket. You ask him what he's doing, and he beams widely. "Well! Fenny dressed up as Slen to make fun of him, so I wanted to take it a step further!" He places his hand proudly on his chest, and you can't help but laugh at his excitement. You say he's silly, and he smiles at you affectionately, bending to press a kiss to your forehead. "Of course I am! Silly is practically my middle name!" He scoops you into a hug, before telling you of his plan to rile up his brothers with his costume, his mischievousness coming out in full force.

Trender: "Ah, hello, darling." He greets you with a hug and then a bow, before rubbing the top of your head affectionately. "I knew that costume would look positively wonderful on you, my dear. I do truly have the finest craftsmanship." The costume adorning your figure was made by none other than Trender himself, so it's no wonder that you look incredible in it. You compliment his own costume, also tailored by himself, and he stands proudly, reveling in your compliments. "Thank you! I always put my best into everything I design! In fact, I'm already planning next year's outfit. Would you like to see the sketches?" You smile at his enthusiasm and nod eagerly, following after him as he leads you to his studio.

Zalgo: "I'm glad you made it safely." The king greets you at the entrance of his castle, giving you a warm hug as his employees hustle and bustle behind him, a sigh leaving him as he stands. "They insisted upon decorating the whole castle for Halloween, and they've been rushing around since last night." You can tell the hustling of his employees makes him anxious, so you rub his back soothingly to calm him. You reassure him that everything will be okay, and his vision drops back to you with a smile. "Of course everything will be okay. After all, you're here now." He ruffles your hair, turning to retreat back to his office for some peace and quiet, and you follow quickly behind him, filling him in on your Halloween plans as you go.

Nina: "LOOK AT THIS PLACE! ISN'T IT AWESOME?!" She shouts over the loud noise of the other employees decorating Zalgo's castle, and you poke her cheek gently as a warning for her to keep her voice down, so she smiles apologetically. "We all agreed to decorate the castle together, but we forgot how big it truly is. Would you like to help?" She holds up the decorations she'd been carrying, and you agree excitedly, taking some of them from her grasp. She bounces back and forth in excitement at your agreeing, and quickly drags you across the castle to the area she's in charge of, explaining all the design choices to you as she goes.

Hobo: "Do I look okay..?" His voice is unsure as he looks in the mirror, his wings hanging down sadly at his general lack of confidence. BEN had picked his outfit for him this year, and you personally thought he made a good choice, so you do your best to reassure Hobo, giving him a comforting hug that perks him back up easily. "Well, if you think I look nice, then it must be so. You'd never lie to me, after all." He smiles at you boyishly, and you can't help but return the grin, ruffling his hair and causing him to laugh, his wings poofing up in his excitement. "Although, I know one thing's for sure. You're definitely the cuter one between us." He says gesturing at your costume, and he quickly leaves the room before you can argue back, leaving you to shout your disagreement as you chase after him.

Kate: "Look how nice the girls made me look!" She smiles at you excitedly, decked out in an intricate Corpse Bride costume, one that Jane and Natalie had helped her with all morning, and you had to admit she looked stunning. "Aww, thank you!" She accepts your compliments with a smile, leaning forward to hug you gently to not smudge her makeup on you. "I can't wait to go out tonight and show this off! You're coming too, right?!" She gets even more excited when you agree, twirling around in her wedding dress and clutching the bouquet Jane had given her to her chest. "This is gonna be the best Halloween ever!" She cheers, and you can't help but agree with her."

This will be the best Halloween ever. After all, you're spending it with your favorite character.

[heavyhitterheaux]

Studio Time With The Triple Threat Harlows

First Babies of Private Garden Fic

Gif by @harlowgifs

Synopsis: The triplets want to spend more time with daddy and he knows just want to do to keep them entertained

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

Requested by: anon who wanted dad!Jack content 😌

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You looked down to see that Ivy had gotten away from you once again and simply sighed. This had been happening since this morning with her wanting to be around Jack, but he was in the studio busy downstairs.

Every time she wandered off, you found her at the door to the studio trying to reach the handle and simply brought her back upstairs, but not before letting her say hi to her dad. 

This time as you made your way downstairs you once again found her in front of the door trying to reach up to grab the handle when you picked her up from behind and made her laugh.

"My big girl has got to stop running away from me!"

"But I wanna say hi to daddy."

"Okay bug and then we're going to eat something."

"Chicken nuggies?"

"Sure if that's what you want." You said while putting her down.

"Go ahead and knock and wait for daddy to say it's okay to come in."

She knocked three times while shouting "Daddy!? Can I come in?"

Jack laughed to himself as he heard his oldest outside of the door for the fiftieth time today and got up to open the door to see her looking up at him with those big blue eyes that resembled his as she had her arms out for him to pick her up. As you mouthed 'I'm sorry' to him but he simply waved it off.

"Hi daddy! I miss you."

"Hi gorgeous girl. I missed you too. And of course I missed my beautiful wife also." Jack said as he picked her up and she simply started playing with his KY necklace as he leaned over to kiss the top of her head before leaning down to kiss your cheek.

"You eat chicken nuggies with me?" Ivy asked with hope apparent in her voice.

"I don't know yet sweetheart. Daddy has a lot of work to do."

"But daddy take a break?"

Just then you heard two more sets of little footsteps as Autumn and Axel ran full speed into Jack grabbing one leg each.

"As you can tell you've been missed all day." You said.

"Well then I guess I could take a small break." He answered as Ivy clapped her hands in excitement.

"Then let's eat dinner. Ax, Autumn let go of daddy so he can walk." Axel reluctantly pulled away and you had to pry Autumn off of him in order for him to be able to move.

All of you made your way upstairs and Axel volunteered to help you set the table.

You handed him napkins not wanting for him to start running around with sharp objects because that child could turn a spoon into a weapon.

The Triplets got chicken nuggets per their request while you and Jack had chicken and dumplings which your mother had helped you make earlier in the day.

Once everyone was finished and the table was clear, Jack got up from the table and Ivy went to follow him.

"Daddy? I come with you?"

"Ivy, daddy has a lot of work to do." You answered but once Jack saw the pout on her face, he didn't want for her to be upset.

"Bug, if you do you have to be really quiet for me. Do you think you can do that?"

"Yes!"

"Wait, I wanna go too!" Axel exclaimed while chewing on the cookie that you gave him.

"Ax, don't talk with your mouth full." Jack answered while looking over at him.

"Me three!"

"Okay since all of you want to go, I need all three of you to be really quiet and draw daddy a few pictures. How does that sound?"

All three eagerly nodded their heads as they ran off into the direction of where you kept all of the art supplies and was jumping up to reach them and failing miserably.

"Wait for mommy to get it for you so you don't get hurt."

You took down a few pieces of paper for each of them along with crayons as all five of you went downstairs to the studio with Ivy leading the way. Jack had to open the door for her but once she did, she ran inside and found a comfy spot in the corner as her siblings joined her. You handed them the pieces of paper and crayons so that they could draw their pictures as you went to go sit on the couch next to them, but you quickly heard Jack’s protest.

"Can I have my wife over here with me, please?" Jack asked with a pout on his face and you quickly got up in order to sit next to him, but he gestured for you to sit on his lap instead. 

"Are you going to be able to focus with me sitting on your lap?" You asked as you sat down with him immediately putting his hands around your waist and kissing you.

"I always can whether you're riding me or not and I want you to ride me so this will give me more motivation to hurry up and finish so we can get to it." 

All you did was roll your eyes in response while laughing.

"And besides I want your opinion on a few things and they look to be occupied." He answered while peering over at the triplets. 

"Okay let's hear it."

"And be honest with me. If it's trash then tell me."

"As you wish. But, I'm sure that it’s not."

"But if you hurt my feelings, I expect head before I go to sleep."

"Jackman, just play me the song please. And you never have to ask since I was going to do that anyway. I knew you wouldn't behave with me sitting on your lap."

"I am behaving!"

A little while later, Ivy got up and made her way over to the both of you to say that she was bored and needed something else to do.

 "Daddy, can you play with me now?"

"Not right now. Did you draw me a picture?"

"I drew you four." She answered while holding up her fingers.

"It's almost time for you to go to sleep anyway." You told her and she immediately crossed her arms.

"But I'm not sleepy!"

"Wait, I have an idea. Ax, Autumn come here." Jack said and they stopped coloring to come over to him.

"Do you three want to make a song for daddy?"

"YES!" All three of them exclaimed and you couldn’t help but to smile.

"Okay listen closely." Jack started to say to explain to them how this would work as best he could so they could understand and once he was done they were excited.

"Mommy is going to go in the booth with the three of you to do it, okay?"

"Can my part be about chicken nuggies?" Ivy asked and Jack simply shrugged.

"Whatever you want, princess. Are you three ready?"

They eagerly nodded as you took Ivy in the booth first and placed the headphones on her and sat her on the stool so that she could reach the microphone.

Jack started to play the track and you tapped Ivy's shoulder to tell her to start.

"I like eating chicken nuggies and playing with Ax and Autumn. I love my mommy and daddy. Okay, I'm done." Ivy said while taking off the headphones and hopping down from the stool and you and Jack couldn't help but to laugh.

"Ax, you ready?"

He immediately ran over to where you were and sat down on the stool as you put the headphones on and it looked as if he was thinking.

"You ready for daddy to play the song?"

"Yes, I have an idea now."

Once Jack heard that Axel was ready, he pressed play on the track and you soon heard Axel's voice. 

"Daddy is mad because I'm mommy's favorite boy. The end."

It took everything in you not to bust out laughing while Jack simply rolled his eyes as Axel smiled at him.

"I love you daddy!" Ax exclaimed as he came out the booth and went to sit in his lap.

"I'm starting to think that you don't, but okay. I'll let it slide this time."

"Okay, Autumn. It's your turn."

"My mommy and daddy can rap better than anybody and I'm next."

"Hmm, valid points were made, Autumn. Good job." Jack said as he high five her when she came out of the booth.

"Daddy, is the song good enough for us to get a Grammy?" She asked while looking up at him.

"Let me work my magic and it just might."

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[hockybish]

will mas talk to luke soon about them getting back together ?

I Can't Do It Like This Anymore

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This girl had really been laying on the charm with Luke at the concert. She was trying to get him to come back to her hotel room with her, but he didn't want to.

"You know my hotel isn't to far from here. Whatdaya say we ditch and and go back?" The girl -Mallory as Luke had learned- flashed him a glimpse of her smile and a hotel key.

"Oh no thank you. I'm can't. I'm here with my brothers and friends. And you know it's kind of rude to um leave them?" Luke started off strong in his attempt to get Mallory to leave him alone.

He looked around at the group he had been with hoping one of them would come over and save him from this interaction, but no one was coming.

He felt Mallory slip the key card into the pocket of his pants and lightly pat the area. Letting him know he can have it, just in case her door is always open.

"I said no. I'm taken." Luke tried giving the key back, but she was already gone by the time he had gotten it out of his pocket.

Sighing he shoved it back into his pocket instead of throwing it away, an action he might regret later, and returned to enjoying the rest of the concert. But he couldn't, he couldn't get the interaction with Mallory out of his head.

During Fire Away, he walked out without saying anything. There were still so many people walking around, but Luke managed to find a quiet corner. He dialed the number of the person on his Lock Screen, the only person for him.

Maisie flopped on the couch, Roger the cat was making his way over to sit on her chest. It was the end of the day for her she was ready to climb into some comfy pajamas and continue her rewatch of grey's anatomy.

That was going to have to wait when her phone rang. She sat up and scrambled to answer before it went to voicemail.

"Hey Lukey! How's the concert? Wait you're still at the concert aren't you? Why are you calling? Is something wrong with you or Jack or Quinn? Or?" Maisie's happiness at the fact he called quickly turned into worry that something was happening and she wasn't there.

"Everything's fine Maize. I just miss you, that's all." Luke sighed. He slid down the wall he had been leaning against. There was another purpose to this call, but he'd get to that later. "How was your day?"

"My day" She paused for a second "was a day. Spent most of it with your mom trying to get her to like me and I just got back to the house when you called. And aside from talking to you, I'm heating up dinner." She grabbed the left overs from the fridge to heat up.

"What are you having?" Luke asked to keep her talking, building up his own courage to ask her something else.

"Fried rice from that one restaurant we like in town. I have a tiny bit leftover from when I got take out the other night."

"Is that it? You should really have more than that. I think there's some dino nuggies left in the freezer, eat those too, and a banana."

Maisie appreciated Luke taking care of her by reminding her of what she should be doing. Sometimes she forgot.

"What song is he singing now?" She could still hear the music in the background. Luke held the phone back to he identify it.

"Broken Halos"

"Oh I like that one! You're missing it, I should let you go, so you can listen." He knew that but he didn't care. He'd rather talk with her. He'd rather be with her than that Mallory chick.

"Luke? Are you okay?"

"No" He whispered

"What's wrong?" Maisie became alarm, and was ready to message Jack or Quinn while still talking with him.

"It's nothing bad. Please don't freak, but I can't do it like this anymore Maisie. I want us to be us again. Because I love you. I love you so much it hurts. I know, I know I promised I said I would wait for you for forever long it took you to be okay with us again. But I can't. I want you. I want to love you now."

"Luke .." Maisie knew this was going to be coming soon. She was going to have this talk as soon as he got back to Michigan. She believe's she is ready again.

"I got hit on tonight. Well I get hit on all the time, but it was different this time Maize. She openly told me she wanted to sleep with me and gave me her room key. I tried to give it back, but she was all like just in case and walked away. I didn't want to and I couldn't stop thinking about you and those nights when you snuck into my room at the house. And you're the only one I want"

Luke laid it all out on the line, hoping, wishing, praying that she would say what he had been dreaming she would.

"Are you done? I was hoping to have this talk in person, not over the phone." Luke's began to race, this was it. "I want us again too. I think I'm ready. If we go slow. Because I love you too. And I'm becoming too emotionally attached again for us just to be friends again."

"Really?" The biggest smile etched on Luke's face. He needed someone to pinch him, just to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"Really Lukey"

"God I love you Maisie. But I gotta go now. Concert's over. I'll talk to you later, mkay?" The couple bid their adieus. Luke already had plans to look at rearranging his flight plans, but right now he needed to find his brothers.

"What's got you smiling?" Quinn cocked an eyebrow when Luke returned.

"Oh nothing." Luke tried but failed at hiding his smile which the guys teased him about on the ride home.

[daka-d3monb0y]

S.a.M.S Human AU

Since you don't have the AU from beginning to end it doesn't all make sense. But Jack is a clone of Moon and Solar's DNA. Solar was making a cloning machine for fun, Moon walked into it not knowing what it was. When Solar tried to get him out their DNA combined to make Jack. Since it wasn't finished he has some issues. He has the mentality of a child but the body of an adult, though he's a bit shorter than Moon. Solar named him Jack because of the scarring around his mouth that looked like a Jack O Lantern.

They didn't originally treat Jack like a child, but the more they interacted with them the more it made sense.

Moon is autistic and so is Jack. So yeah autistic child often mistaken for an adult.

Monty dyed his hair orange/red.

I think that's all the information you need?? Enjoy the little thing.

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Monty opened the front door, Jack ran in. “Sun!” He excitedly ran up to Sun. Sun has been cleaning the living room.

“Oh, hey, Jack. Oh you got a- uh- pumpkin mask. Jack O’ Lantern or whatever.”

“It has a mouth like mine!”

“Yeah it does, bud.”

Monty smiled. “We went out and got him new clothes.”

“That's nice of you, Monty.”

Jack excitedly waved his arms. “I have wings!!” He put his hood on and turned around, his jacket had little pink dragon wings.

“Woah, awesome!”

“Yes! We went to The Hot Topic.”

“I assumed. Very fun.”

Monty put down two bags on the sofa. “Well, that's all. He's always welcome at my place. So are you, Sun. Or call me if you want to be by yourself, I can let you stay in one of my other houses.”

“Thank you, Monty.”

“Eh don't mention it.”

Jack ran over and hugged his torso. “Thank you, Montgomery!”

He rubbed Jack's head. “ ‘Course, kid. Be good for Uncle Sun.”

He nodded.

“He hasn't eaten yet because he said he wanted Dino nuggets, is that okay, Sun?”

“Oh, yeah. I'll make him some Dinosaur nuggets.”

“Dino nuggies!” he said.

“Yes, Jack, Dino nuggets.”

“Well, I'm off. Bye.”

“Goodbye!” Jack said.

“Bye,” Sun said.

Jack looked up at Sun. “We searched for Solar.”

“Oh…”

“I was unsuccessful in my mission.”

“J-Jack, he's dead.”

“We won't find him again?”

“No, Jack.”

He stared down at the ground.

“I'll start on the Dino nuggets.” Sun walked over to the kitchen.

“Nuggies!” Jack came running over.

“WAIT JACK THE FLOOR IS-”

Jack slipped and fell.

Sun stared at him. “Did that hurt?”

“I think I felt my bones go ka chunk.”

“T-t-that’s- Oh my god, are you okay?”

Jack hopped up. “Yessss.”

“Oh my god, you are so Solar's kid. I- Let's eat and I'll have Moon check for broken bones. Idk if he knows how to fix it but… well Eclipse does.” Sun pulled nuggets out of the freezer.

“Why do you dislike him?”

“Because, Jack, Eclipse has done horrible things.”

“What do you mean?”

“Why don't you hate him? I thought you shared memories with Moon- wait, you have memory loss, I forgot.”

“Yes.”

“Well, uh, Eclipse is a bad guy. He's, um, well… He just is. I can't tell you everything he's done.”

“Okay.”

Sun put the nuggets in the oven. “Well, your nuggets are cooking.”

“Can we watch Gravity Falls?”

“Oh, sure, bud. That's a good show.”

“Yay.”

“You- I love how you talk.”

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I write chapters based on episodes. So this is based on when Jack got turned into a pumpkin thingie. Hence the mask and the new hoodie or whatever. At the moment I am showing you scenes tho. Like oneshots I guess.

Oh Jack did not break his bones, he was being dramatic. He did get bruised though. Even if he had broken a bone he would get back up and brush it off lol.

(Oh I have a Detective AU I'll post).

[coro-chan6]

Somehow Supernatural

Tags: teen!oc, gn!oc, poc!oc, Dean being Dean, weird dreams, CROWLEY, demon dogs, Dean being scared of said demon dogs

Summary: Casey goes to bed, has weird dreams, and gets to meet the King of Hell.

Chapter Three: Yummy Food and Weird Shit

I will never deny that I was a foodie. I mean, if you saw me when I devour anything put in front of me, you wouldn’t even have to ask. I love everything about food. Sometimes I mix stuff together that other people think is weird like when I dip my waffles and pancakes in orange juice. I used to be the kid in elementary school who would mix everyone’s leftover lunches together and actually go through with eating it.

One thing I learned from all my years of eating is that post-panic attack meals are the best. After crying half my weight in water and depriving my brain of oxygen, food just hits different. Plus, Dean brought back chicken nuggets.

“Slow down, you’ll choke,” Dean said as he reached his hand to take my nuggies away. I obviously wasn’t gonna just let him do that so, I smacked the shit out of his hand. I didn’t think I put that much power into it but when I heard the smack echo, I knew.

“Mmfh,” I was trying to apologize before he kicked me out on my ass, but my mouth was full of about 4 chicken nuggets. Dean glared at me and went back to eating his double bacon cheeseburger.

Sam had come to sit down across from Dean and me after he had finished preparing his salad. Dean asked if his brother wanted anything from the restaurant, but Sam insisted on eating salad. I love salad as much as anyone, but when someone offers to buy you fast food, you fucking take it. Salad be damned.

Castiel was seated next to Sam opposite of me. He didn’t need to eat, so he was just reading the menu that had come with the fast food. Occasionally, he would look up from his reading to glance at me. It didn’t look threatening, but it did look like he had something to say.

“So,” I had finally swallowed down the colossal amount of chicken I stuffed down my face, “When are we going to go on a hunt?”

“We?” Dean quirked his eyebrow at me.

“Yes, we, Dean. I might as well since I’m here. What else am I supposed to do?”

Dean crumbled up the empty wrapper of his meal, “Nothing.”

“Sam?” I turned to the younger Winchester. He had been really nice to me. He wouldn’t agree with Dean.

“I agree with Dean.”

Well fuck.

So, basically, I was in this new universe and I couldn’t do jack shit but sit underground. That was so unfair! They should at least take me once, but from their faces, it didn’t look like they were gonna change their minds.

What did they even have to do in the bunker? I know they have alcohol. Too much alcohol, in fact, but even if I was of age, I’m not really interested. They also have a library full of hunter books. I know that sounds cool and I shouldn’t be complaining, but who would want to read books about these cool ass monsters if you could see them in person? Not me, that’s for sure.

“They should go on a hunt,” Castiel stated, not taking his eyes off his menu. How was that so interesting to him?

…wait.

“Did you just say I could go?!” I squealed.

“Did you just say they could go?!” The brothers yelled in unison.

“They can go with me,” Castiel said finally putting his menu down, “They won’t be harmed.”

I ran over to the other side of the table to tackle Castiel in a hug because I was so happy. Fried nerves be damned. He kind of froze for a second before awkwardly patting my back. Sam and Dean were still trying to get the angel to not bring me, but he didn’t budge.

“Who would watch them if we’re all gone? They’re a child, they need protection.”

Dean scoffed at that like it wasn’t kind of true before he stood from the table and stalked off. Presumably to his room. Sam shook his head in disbelief before he retired as well. 

Soon, Castiel and I were the only ones left at the table. I was still eating my fries and Castiel was staring at me. It would have been creepy if it had been anyone besides him, but he had this innocence about him that didn’t make him all that scary. Even though he was the only one here with powers strong enough to do God-knows-what, he didn’t make me feel frightened at all.

“Casey,” I perked up, “you should get some sleep. It’s late.”

I wasn’t sure how late it was because we were underground and I never asked, but now that Castiel brought up the subject of sleep, it made me yawn. I didn’t even register I was tired. It felt like it’d been so long since I last slept. I wasn’t sure if that was because of my eventful day or because it really had been that long.

I got up from the table and waved Castiel goodnight. I was halfway down the hallway before I realized that I didn’t know where I was going to sleep. No one had given me a room or anything. 

I wonder where my body was staying before I got here.

Not wanting to bother anyone, I slinked over to the couch I had sat on earlier and laid down. The couch had a blanket that was thick enough and a couple of pillows that weren’t too uncomfortable.

The thing that made me so uneasy was the fact that it was out in the open. The couch sat against one of the walls of the library. I never did well with new sleeping spaces, but when those sleeping spaces were so big and dark that you weren’t sure what was hiding in there… I did not like it. Plus, I couldn’t watch YouTube before bed. 

I’m not sure how, but I eventually went to sleep. I ended up in another void. This time I couldn’t see all my thoughts as words. This time I could see my mom. She was in the kitchen chopping vegetables. There was nothing on the stove and there was nothing in front of her to put the vegetables in. The only thing on the entire counter was the chopping board and the single carrot she was chopping. I wanted to know what she was doing and I tried to ask, but my mouth wouldn’t move. She looked me right in my eyes before she disappeared.

Next, I saw my dad. He was in the garage sitting on his motorcycle. The engine wasn’t running and the garage wasn’t even open, but my dad had all his gear on like he was gonna take off at any second. He wasn’t wearing his helmet though. I was standing in the doorway that lead from the house to the garage. My dad was facing in the other direction. He looked frozen in time. I couldn’t even see his body shift from breathing. It was like he was paused. I tried to walk up to him to tap him on the shoulder, but - again - I couldn’t move. My dad finally turned his face to me. Blood dripped from his mouth. Then, he disappeared too.

I saw my older brother out on the front porch. He was sitting in the gray chair that was facing me yet, I couldn’t see his face. His neck… his neck somehow had his head on backward. His fingers still typed at the computer on his lap even though he couldn’t see it. I didn’t try to move this time, but my brother did. One of his hands lifted off of the keyboard to point at something behind me. Then, he disappeared.

My little brother was next. He was in the basement playing on his gaming setup. Well, at least he was sitting at his gaming setup. His arms were at his sides and he was staring at a blank screen. I was standing directly behind him. I wanted to run. I didn’t want to see this creepy shit anymore, but I was stuck in place. I had to watch my little brother melt into a pile of flesh in his chair.

I didn’t like this dream. No matter how hard I tried to wake up, I couldn’t. I was stuck. Stuck watching some creepy version of my family from afar. I wished that I could hear Dean’s voice again. I wished he would wake me up by shaking my arms like he did before, but his voice never came. No one ever came. This wasn’t me feeling like a failure that didn’t deserve to be saved. I wanted to be saved. I needed to be saved.

“Save me!” A voice echoed through my head that I’d never heard before. I never heard this voice before, but I felt linked to them somehow. I wanted to reach out and save them like I wanted someone to save me. For the first time since my dream started, my body moved. I reached my hand out for this voice. I swear I felt them reach back.

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“Fuck!” I woke up sitting straight up on the couch I fell asleep on. My hand was outstretched like I was reaching for… something? Someone. Who was I reaching for? 

My blanket and pillows had fallen to the floor which wasn’t a surprise to me. Even when I wasn’t having creepy ass weird ass dreams, I was still a wild sleeper. What the fuck was that dream about anyway? I liked to believe that all dreams mean something, but I didn’t understand that one. Or maybe I was too scared to want to understand it. I’d come back to it later.

Right now, I was more concerned with the man sitting in the library. He looked concerningly like the King of Hell.

“Hello… new child,” Crowley said in his british accent. He was casually sipping on some of Sam and Dean’s alcohol stash. I felt underdressed even though I was wearing the same shit since I got here. It wasn’t half bad, but I kinda wanted to meet Crowley looking like myself. Or at least with my own dressing style and not this cringe shit. He was one of my favorite characters after all.

“How long have you been there?” I asked, slowly placing my feet flat on the floor. 

“Not that long,” he shrugged.

I got up and walked toward him. I know he’s the King of Hell and all that jazz, but I really wanted to shake his hand. He didn’t look like he wanted to hurt me. He actually looked kind of curious.

I offered him my hand, “I’m Casey. Nice to meet the King of Hell face to face.”

Crowly smirked and shook my hand, “You know who I am and you think it’s nice to meet me. I’m surprised the Winchesters haven’t told you-”

“Get away from him!” Sam shouted as he practically slid into the room. It seemed like he rushed in here so fast he forgot to put a shirt on. He was only wearing his blue-patterned pajama pants. I looked at him with a ‘what the fuck’ face before turning back to Crowley. I know Sam was trying to look after me and shit, but he was not gonna make me walk away from the motherfucking King of Hell.

“I have so many questions if you don’t mind,” I told Crowley as I sat next to him. Sam let out a sound of protest, “What do the demon dogs look like? I know the whole thing is not seeing them, but I’ve always been curious. Also, what’s your favorite task to do as the King of Hell? Do you enjoy torture or do you only do it because you have to? Are other demons dumb cause how do they get killed by Sam and Dean so easily? Do you have wings-”

“You have to give me time to answer, you know,” I snapped my mouth closed, “For your first question… I could bring the demon dogs here if you’d like.”

“Yes!” I squealed.

“No!” yelled Sam.

Crowley brought out the summoning whistle from his jacket pocket. Sam looked like he was about to pass out, but he somehow managed to stay upright. I sorta forgot that Sam had trauma from the demon dogs. They killed his brother in what? Season 3?

I didn’t think Crowley was actually gonna go through with it, but he blew the whistle. I guess if the dogs don’t have orders to kill anyone, they won’t… hopefully.

“How can you tell when they’re here-”

I was cut off but something warm and wet wiping up my face. I let out a yelp of surprise before I realized it was most likely the dogs. I cautiously reached my arms out to feel for its body. My hands connected with soft fur. The dog or dogs - I felt multiple tongues licking at my face - were pretty big by the feel of it. Maybe the size of a pony? They were muscly as hell though.

“How many did you call?” I asked Crowley.

“Just one. They have multiple heads. You can ask Dean about that.” 

Sam gave the demon a glare for his assholish comment before he spoke up, “Why the hell are you here, Crowley?”

“Well,” Crowley looked back at me. I bet it looked like I was petting air, “I came here to see them.”

Sam was confused. I was confused. Why the hell did the King of Hell have business with me? Even though I had no idea what Crowley wanted with me and whether or not I was in danger, I kept petting the demon dog. I didn’t know when I was gonna have the opportunity to do this again.

“You’re not taking them,” Sam said, pulling an angel knife from his ass.

“I’m not taking them. Calm down, moose,” Crowley finally stood up from his chair, “I just wish to talk with them.”

“I don’t see why not,” I pipped in.

“He’s the fricken King of Hell!” Sam yelled like ruling the underworld was a crime.

“And?” I replied.

“And you're not talking to him!”

“Well, last time I checked, you weren’t the fucking boss of me, dude.” I stood up from petting the demon dog and gave Sam a glare. I was getting fed up with Sam telling me what to do. First, he told me he didn’t want me going on hunts, and now this? I hadn’t even known him for a full 24 hours!

“You’re a child, Casey! No!” 

“I’m not your fucking child, Sam, so buzz the fuck off!”

The demon dog started barking really loud after I said that. The air stilled. Crowley was smirking throughout Sam and I’s whole argument, but now his face was filled with genuine surprise. Sam looked scarily angry.

“You lied,” Sam stated. The angel knife that was once pointed at Crowley was now pointed at me, “You are some kind of monster.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” I said, breathless. Fear shot up my spine.

“Your eyes… they turned red.”

AN: Crowley's one of my favorite characters and in later chapters sometimes he just comes back for not reason other than I like him. I know I do shit on Dean, but like, I still like him. He's just not my favorite out of the trio. And yes, superpowered OC. Gotta love it.

[yanderelovlies]

Oh I would Gladly give you Head cannons on what Riley is like with their

DEWDROP (D.D)

Enjoy your content Vi

How does she treat DD

Riley would treat DD like she would any other friend. Give them plenty of attention, play with them, listen to then, mess around with them. Basically anything you'd do with a friend or best friend, Riley is pretty similar in giving affection to their love to how Jack treats MC.

The only difference is that Riley isn't praising them every step of the way, she's light hearted and playful no matter what, everything is a fun challenge that you have to get over like you do in any old game. She'd be the one to hype you up and encourage you, being the sunny and cheery disposition against lifes hardships.

How does Riley show affection

Where jack would gently get you to wake you up Riley would jump onto you and ruffle up her hair in a nuggy. If anything Riley shows her love through actions than she does with words. Her body language is very straightforward and never exactly shy....that is until someone asks her is she herself is in love with someone. Then she gets flustered, saying things like "Heh, do I love someone?? HaHa! Of course I do silly, I love all of my friends" she'll purposefully mislead people away from the topic of her feelings of romantic love, she can't even begin to figure out how to put how she feels into words.

How would Riley confess

Either by having a very intimate moment with DD or DD telling Riley they like her romantically. Like I said Riley isn't exactly one with words but is great at expressing through her actions and try to let them talk for her, kinda why she plays the drums and not any other instrument sense you're putting your whole body into the music and the more you feel the beat the more your body expresses a level of passion for the music.

How does Riley prefer Affection

Riley is fine with compliments or the basic "I love you" but it doesn't exactly cut it for her. There's a reason why she's physically affectionate, not only does she think it gets her point across easier than talking but she prefers physically affection towards herself. Things like hugs can relive so much tension, a gentle placement of the hand or even rubbing her makes into putty, and a kiss? Oh she is over the moon for you. Now you'd think the next step would be play time on the bed right? Yes but only one, Riley is extremely innocent. Doesn't matter if you've done the deed with her a large amount of times, everytime it's almost like the first but not in an annoying way. It's in a more cute way sort to speak, just her begin so flustered and over incombered with love and embarrassment she can barely keep still let alone stop making sounds.

How physically active is Riley?

Oh where do I begin with this. She is strong enough to life up five kids while they use her as a jungle gym and walk around with two kids on her legs. This clown is so fast you ain't catcher her unless there's something to slow her down, play red light green like and you'll lose in at least 7 turns or less. And how flexible she is, dude she can fold herself like origami and hide anywhere. All this also means she is very good at climbing too. She'll climb anything, tree's, buildings, play ground structures, people, the list can go one. All in all she is very physically active

Bottom? Top? Switch?

Riley is more or less a bottom switch, she can play any part in the bed but that's only after her being a bottom for the first part of the whole thing. She'll take charge if you want her to or if she has it in herself to do it, and if you want to run the show she'll gladly let you. All in all she'll do anything you wanna do and as long as you're happy she is happy, but dare hurt her and she'll stop the whole thing.

Any other questions/headcannons you want me to awnser I would be glad to give you, just ask away.

Kate I'm starting to think you should post headcanons on your blog. cause like 👀 I would like more content of Riley.

[markodragic]

The way Jack says "Mr Morgan" 🥺🥺🥺🥺 he's so cute!!!! I'd love to babysit him if he were real

I would buy him vbucks and mcdonalds chicken nuggies and if he wanted to watch blippi I would endure that. for him 🙏

[smokeybrandcompositions]

Gecko

I live in California where our governor decided to hike the minimum wage for fast food workers from the statewide sixteen dollars an hour, to twenty. There are stipulations which need to be met, of course, the biggest of which is a chain would need more than sixty locations nationwide to qualify for this hike. That means, for the most part, only the nigger restaurants were hit with this increase. I’[m talking your McDonalds and your Jack in the Boxes, joints like that. Applebees and Dennys got a past because they aren’t considered fast foot, even though they are all supplied by a Sysco truck. Now, I’m not here to condemn California for making this move. To be perfectly honest, I think it doesn’t go far enough. This wage increase is only for a specific section of the overall workforce. Most people still make the sixteen an hour wage. I think that twenty should be available to everyone, not just burger-flippers but, at the same time, it’s not their fault that legislation has been hobbled politically for almost a decade. My personal beef aside, I’ve been seeing a TON of vitriol for these workers finally getting enough money in their check to pay bills AND buy groceries in the same pay period, because forty of their chicken nuggies cost twenty-six dollars. That sh*t boggles my mind, man.

Seriously, you’re mad these legitimate food service workers are making a decent wage, just because you’re fetid baboon butt cheek burgers are costing more than you want? Someone showed me a price grab of a McDonald’s Big Mac meal costing something like eighteen dollars and the outrage was palpable. You’re telling me the value of that food you want isn’t worth eighteen dollars, and you’re right. That sh*t is trash in every way possible. The aforementioned chicken nuggets aren’t even made of real meat. They’re made from chicken slurry, which is exactly what that sh*t sounds like. No fast food is worth the money you pay for it, and you should absolutely feel some kind of way about it, but that ire is misdirected at the sixteen year old trying to save money for prom, that twenty-two year old working their way through college, or that single mother just trying to make ends meet. You should be mad at the major corporations passing on that way overdue pay increase to you, when their CEOs are making millions a year. I mean, there is a certain societal stigma when it comes to fast food worker, I literally just referred to them as burger flippers, which sees that profession as less than.

We have been conditioned to believe that these fry cooked don’t deserve money to live, because they work a fryer and not a backhoe. I’ve worked at a McDonalds before. I know what goes into that sh*t. I lasted a day. Too much work, too little pay. I, personally, feel like they still don’t make enough with how many hats those cats have to wear, but this new wage is a strong step in the right direction. Those cats, the people on the ground serving you, more than earn that twenty an hour and then some. You know who doesn’t deserve their salaries? Corporate. Corporate doesn’t deserve that loot and they’re the reason your QPC is forty-three dollar, not that twenty an hour California is forcing them to pay their workers. McDonald’s made fourteen and half, BILLION dollars last year. Their CEO made nineteen million last year, alone, and eight percent increase year-over-year. At twenty dollars and hour, that roughly translates thirty eight thousand a year. Let’s say that CEO takes half that nineteen, which is still nine million and change in his pocket, and divide that by said newly minted minimum wage and you get three thousand, four hundred and twenty. Let me throw those numeric in there so I can be very clear, that’s 3,420 people HALF the McDonalds’ CEO can fund for a year. Half of that man’s paycheck, could pay the full years’ worth of wages, for 3,420 of his employees. And that’s just the CEO. That’s not the CFO, the COO, or any of the upper executives who are probably making six figures themselves. The reason your Filet-o-Fish is so goddamn expensive, is corporate greed and I can prove it. In-n-Out exists.

I’ve been seeing so many of these articles and sh*t on Right wing sites (the MSN at my job seems to think that I’m some sort of MAGA cultists but whatever), and they’re claiming the In-n-Out CEO is “standing up” to the draconian Gavin Newsom over his egregious, anti-business, wage increase. And, just on a personal note, f*ck yes we should be anti-business! Being anti-business is why monopolies and child labor are “illegal”, the f*ck? Anyway, the thing is, In-n-Out has always been ahead of the curve in regards to their employee pay. Way back when I worked for McDonald’s in the early Aughts, I was making the freshly minted sever and a quarter an hour. Animal Style was giving their guys two dollars more than what I was making back then. Right after the pandemic, there was one close to me shelling out nineteen an hour. They were paying that post-pandemic, when inflation was starting to ramp up crazy (Thanks. Trump), so I know for a fact why weren’t too far off the twenty. And guess how much they increased their menu? A quarter. Twenty-five f*cking cents. Your Double-Double is a whole ass quarter more than it was in March, and that kid pounding out fresh fries in that wall mounted Veg-o-Matic, made from real potatoes, sourced right here in the good ol’ US of A, can make a substantial wage to maybe impress his crush with a little movie date, followed by put-put, with a enough left over for some ice cream. All on a menu increase of actual chump change.

How is that possible, you might ask? The likes of McDonalds, by far the largest fat food conglomerate in the world with billions served. And billions made, can’t do it, but lowly, California based In-n-Out can while serving actual beef and potatoes in their burgers, can? It’s because In-n-Out is privately owned company. It helps, tremendously, that their CEO is only forty-one, my age, and took the big chair at twenty-seven after literally working her way up through the company. Ma is the legit In-n-Out heiress but made the decision to work on the ground to better understand what her workers were going through. That experience informs her decisions and, fifteen years later, she’s able to pay her workers fairly while treating the customer’s pockets with just as much care. There are no shareholders to appease, no buybacks for and stock packages for executives. Sure, she makes millions, but it’s organic in a way that McDs, and a lot of these other places, don’t. I cannot, for the life of me, find anything on what she makes, but most of her top executives only make in the mid hundred thousand. A comfortable six figures, not seven or right. SO I ask you, if In-n-Out can keep their workers happy, rein in executive pay bloat, and still pull in nearly two billion last year, all in California, why the f*ck can’t anyone else do it? In-n-Out is the blueprint. The only difference is the fact that those Corpos are greedy and there isn’t a check to balance them. Just ;like the In-n-Out thing, I got receipts to prove that sh*t.

You see, in Europe, where unions are strong and Labor has proper representation, workers are supported and the wage reflects that. They have contracts which put stipulations in on where, how long, and what age employees can work. There are night shift differential and increased pay for weekends. There is still traditional overtime but most companies try to avoid that as it taxes pockets hard. As it should. They are able to do all of this, while charging prices comparable to what we pay stateside, and no one complains. No one is standing against the work force, demanding cheaper prices for food that legally has to meet a certain nutritional standard that just doesn’t exists here in the States. Places like McDs are basically just like In-n-Out in terms of overall food quality, because the EU makes them be. That’s because there is regulation over yonder. There are unions. There is basically a worker’s bill of right and all corporations must follow them or they face consequences. Just ask Elon about that when he tried to export Sweden over a Tesla plant. Sh*t did not go the way he wanted and no one cared. In fact, the neighboring countries refused to receive the material to build his cars, in their ports, out of solidarity. And their Big Macs are, like, nineteen dollars apiece. They also have universal healthcare, universal day care, can take a month of paid vacation, and drink from the holy grail whenever they feel like it. That last bit is an exaggeration but the other stuff isn’t. It’s wild seeing so many people here, across the country, licking the f*ck out of that corporate boot, advocating for a system that is telling you they do not want you to have enough money to live, that if they must pay that wage, they’ll get it back by charging you a premium for food it costs them pennies on the dollar to provide. Don’t be mad at the worker for finally getting their due, be made at the corporation for making you pay for it.

[smokeybrand]

Gecko

I live in California where our governor decided to hike the minimum wage for fast food workers from the statewide sixteen dollars an hour, to twenty. There are stipulations which need to be met, of course, the biggest of which is a chain would need more than sixty locations nationwide to qualify for this hike. That means, for the most part, only the nigger restaurants were hit with this increase. I’[m talking your McDonalds and your Jack in the Boxes, joints like that. Applebees and Dennys got a past because they aren’t considered fast foot, even though they are all supplied by a Sysco truck. Now, I’m not here to condemn California for making this move. To be perfectly honest, I think it doesn’t go far enough. This wage increase is only for a specific section of the overall workforce. Most people still make the sixteen an hour wage. I think that twenty should be available to everyone, not just burger-flippers but, at the same time, it’s not their fault that legislation has been hobbled politically for almost a decade. My personal beef aside, I’ve been seeing a TON of vitriol for these workers finally getting enough money in their check to pay bills AND buy groceries in the same pay period, because forty of their chicken nuggies cost twenty-six dollars. That sh*t boggles my mind, man.

Seriously, you’re mad these legitimate food service workers are making a decent wage, just because you’re fetid baboon butt cheek burgers are costing more than you want? Someone showed me a price grab of a McDonald’s Big Mac meal costing something like eighteen dollars and the outrage was palpable. You’re telling me the value of that food you want isn’t worth eighteen dollars, and you’re right. That sh*t is trash in every way possible. The aforementioned chicken nuggets aren’t even made of real meat. They’re made from chicken slurry, which is exactly what that sh*t sounds like. No fast food is worth the money you pay for it, and you should absolutely feel some kind of way about it, but that ire is misdirected at the sixteen year old trying to save money for prom, that twenty-two year old working their way through college, or that single mother just trying to make ends meet. You should be mad at the major corporations passing on that way overdue pay increase to you, when their CEOs are making millions a year. I mean, there is a certain societal stigma when it comes to fast food worker, I literally just referred to them as burger flippers, which sees that profession as less than.

We have been conditioned to believe that these fry cooked don’t deserve money to live, because they work a fryer and not a backhoe. I’ve worked at a McDonalds before. I know what goes into that sh*t. I lasted a day. Too much work, too little pay. I, personally, feel like they still don’t make enough with how many hats those cats have to wear, but this new wage is a strong step in the right direction. Those cats, the people on the ground serving you, more than earn that twenty an hour and then some. You know who doesn’t deserve their salaries? Corporate. Corporate doesn’t deserve that loot and they’re the reason your QPC is forty-three dollar, not that twenty an hour California is forcing them to pay their workers. McDonald’s made fourteen and half, BILLION dollars last year. Their CEO made nineteen million last year, alone, and eight percent increase year-over-year. At twenty dollars and hour, that roughly translates thirty eight thousand a year. Let’s say that CEO takes half that nineteen, which is still nine million and change in his pocket, and divide that by said newly minted minimum wage and you get three thousand, four hundred and twenty. Let me throw those numeric in there so I can be very clear, that’s 3,420 people HALF the McDonalds’ CEO can fund for a year. Half of that man’s paycheck, could pay the full years’ worth of wages, for 3,420 of his employees. And that’s just the CEO. That’s not the CFO, the COO, or any of the upper executives who are probably making six figures themselves. The reason your Filet-o-Fish is so goddamn expensive, is corporate greed and I can prove it. In-n-Out exists.

I’ve been seeing so many of these articles and sh*t on Right wing sites (the MSN at my job seems to think that I’m some sort of MAGA cultists but whatever), and they’re claiming the In-n-Out CEO is “standing up” to the draconian Gavin Newsom over his egregious, anti-business, wage increase. And, just on a personal note, f*ck yes we should be anti-business! Being anti-business is why monopolies and child labor are “illegal”, the f*ck? Anyway, the thing is, In-n-Out has always been ahead of the curve in regards to their employee pay. Way back when I worked for McDonald’s in the early Aughts, I was making the freshly minted sever and a quarter an hour. Animal Style was giving their guys two dollars more than what I was making back then. Right after the pandemic, there was one close to me shelling out nineteen an hour. They were paying that post-pandemic, when inflation was starting to ramp up crazy (Thanks. Trump), so I know for a fact why weren’t too far off the twenty. And guess how much they increased their menu? A quarter. Twenty-five f*cking cents. Your Double-Double is a whole ass quarter more than it was in March, and that kid pounding out fresh fries in that wall mounted Veg-o-Matic, made from real potatoes, sourced right here in the good ol’ US of A, can make a substantial wage to maybe impress his crush with a little movie date, followed by put-put, with a enough left over for some ice cream. All on a menu increase of actual chump change.

How is that possible, you might ask? The likes of McDonalds, by far the largest fat food conglomerate in the world with billions served. And billions made, can’t do it, but lowly, California based In-n-Out can while serving actual beef and potatoes in their burgers, can? It’s because In-n-Out is privately owned company. It helps, tremendously, that their CEO is only forty-one, my age, and took the big chair at twenty-seven after literally working her way up through the company. Ma is the legit In-n-Out heiress but made the decision to work on the ground to better understand what her workers were going through. That experience informs her decisions and, fifteen years later, she’s able to pay her workers fairly while treating the customer’s pockets with just as much care. There are no shareholders to appease, no buybacks for and stock packages for executives. Sure, she makes millions, but it’s organic in a way that McDs, and a lot of these other places, don’t. I cannot, for the life of me, find anything on what she makes, but most of her top executives only make in the mid hundred thousand. A comfortable six figures, not seven or right. SO I ask you, if In-n-Out can keep their workers happy, rein in executive pay bloat, and still pull in nearly two billion last year, all in California, why the f*ck can’t anyone else do it? In-n-Out is the blueprint. The only difference is the fact that those Corpos are greedy and there isn’t a check to balance them. Just ;like the In-n-Out thing, I got receipts to prove that sh*t.

You see, in Europe, where unions are strong and Labor has proper representation, workers are supported and the wage reflects that. They have contracts which put stipulations in on where, how long, and what age employees can work. There are night shift differential and increased pay for weekends. There is still traditional overtime but most companies try to avoid that as it taxes pockets hard. As it should. They are able to do all of this, while charging prices comparable to what we pay stateside, and no one complains. No one is standing against the work force, demanding cheaper prices for food that legally has to meet a certain nutritional standard that just doesn’t exists here in the States. Places like McDs are basically just like In-n-Out in terms of overall food quality, because the EU makes them be. That’s because there is regulation over yonder. There are unions. There is basically a worker’s bill of right and all corporations must follow them or they face consequences. Just ask Elon about that when he tried to export Sweden over a Tesla plant. Sh*t did not go the way he wanted and no one cared. In fact, the neighboring countries refused to receive the material to build his cars, in their ports, out of solidarity. And their Big Macs are, like, nineteen dollars apiece. They also have universal healthcare, universal day care, can take a month of paid vacation, and drink from the holy grail whenever they feel like it. That last bit is an exaggeration but the other stuff isn’t. It’s wild seeing so many people here, across the country, licking the f*ck out of that corporate boot, advocating for a system that is telling you they do not want you to have enough money to live, that if they must pay that wage, they’ll get it back by charging you a premium for food it costs them pennies on the dollar to provide. Don’t be mad at the worker for finally getting their due, be made at the corporation for making you pay for it.

[royallygray]

Personally, singing makes me feel super alive. Especially performing songs on a stage. So does playing my clarinet.

I like baking. Specifically cookies. But I also make box brownies and box cake. And I like cooking too. Pad Thai is fun for me to make.

Dancing. I'm not good at it, but moving my body to music is so fucking nice. And like. Dress in comfy clothes, tight clothes, whatever. I honestly use dancing as a way to get more in touch with my body, and like. it makes me feel euphoria in my body. I like dressing in like. tight leggings/shorts and a bra and just moving. Normally I watch my shadow on the wall. Figure out the ways your body can move when you let it.

Straight up listening to music. I'm noticing a theme with most of mine. Maybe I like music. just maybe. scream the lyrics, just listen, whatever. music. :)

The following ones are prompts that I haven't really used, but I came up with them, and they make me have faith in being alive.

Going outside and listening to the birds. Watching the squirrels and rabbits.

Being at a park (playground one, not like state park) and just. watching the kids. Not creepily, but being aware that there is youth in the world and people are people no matter how young or old. Like. I was once one of those kids. Wow how young and naive but damn I was living the life that kid is living the LIFE dude :D

Disconnecting from media and just. doodling with whatever art things you have even if you're bad at it. I like oil pastels.

Play pretend with dolls and/or stuffed animals. Make your rabbit have a serious talk about like. idk. the divorce that Sharon and Jack are going through in HR while the tiger just nods and is casually beating up a pig. Honestly that sounds super fun. I should do that. If I make a stop motion video of something like that I will send it to you.

Flash round!

the noise it makes when you make noises into a fan

fuzzy blankets

the way birds fly

be in awe of the planes that fly over you bc humanity has made it this far

chicken nuggies

more chicken nuggies

fish I want chicken nuggies :(

uhhh

I don't have any more

Humans don't have a purpose on this earth, at least in my opinion. There isn't really a reason to keep living other than wanting to. You just have to find that. Hope any of these help, fish :) it really brightens my dashboard to see you on here, and I hope you feel better and find brighter days.

Anyways that paragraph gave Achilles Come Down vibes

Fish. I hope you, yes, you, and also anyone else reading this post (you, reader 🫵) have a lovely rotation of Earth's axis and you feel alive and purposeful. <3

I'm very sorry to ask something like this, I've really been struggling with this question, and I wanted to ask the combined wisdom of the people on this site

I would like to know why you keep going, and what drives you to keep living. I know there are a lot of reasons to stay alive and enjoy life, I can think of a few that personally resonate with me, but I really want to know what your reasons are

You do not have to comment on this if that's too big of an ask, and I'm very sorry for asking something like this, I really need someone's help, I feel like I don't have much purpose

Also if I may ask, please don't post any suicidal ideation in the comments of this post, I really can't handle something like that right now

[magicalgirlmindcrank]

I oughta eat but nothing sounds palatable

[severely-mentally-ill]

○◇ BTS as Subs ◇○

Hey fools, this is how I view the BTS members as subs so enjoy. Warning, English is not my first language so bare with me. NOT PROOFREAD

(Gif credits to @sugajimin)

Warnings: Dom/Sub dynamics, litterally just read the title.

Pairings: BTS x Reader

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Namjoon

This man- THIS MAN IS THE BIGGEST SUB EVER AND YOU CANNOT TELL ME OTHERWISE

Def the type to have a size kink

He's normally such a big dude that in reality, he just wants to feel small in the hands of his dom

LOVES when his dom makes him beg

"Want mummy/daddys cock? Beg for it."

I feel like he is the type to love getting his hair pulled

Def has a mummy/daddy kink

Probably an age kink

Wants an older partner to order him around

Voyeurism is a must for him

Make him finger himself while you watch, forcing him to come undone without your help

Loves being pegged

I feel like he would be a bit of a tease but not bratty

Just the occasional pinch of your ass when passing by

Loves getting praise too much to be a brat

But also slight degrading in a praising way? Is that makes sense?

Like "Look who's a good little slut for mummy/daddy"

Order him to hump a pillow or plushie and he will eat out of your hand

Joon seems like the type to want to hump things like a dog

Make him hump your leg while on a video call, the thought of getting caught turns him on so much oml

Mirror sex with him, make him look at himself as you fuck him/jack him off

He is for sure into public sexual acts

Like, make him walk around with a vibrator you can control with a remote in his ass, he will be silently pleading for you to turn it down

Pull him aside into a bathroom stall, leaving the door unlocked so anyone could walk in while you fuck him, however you want

He will def secretly wear a butt plug when going out just in case you decide to pull him aside

10/10 would recommended

Seokjin

Brat. Brat. Brat. Did I mention brat? Brat.

He will talk back, he will constantly tease you, he will be the biggest brat ever.

He is the sassiest boy ever

Attention whore to the max

He will bug you non stop until you give him attention, no matter what you're doing

Important meeting for work? He's by your side, poking your shoulder.

Solution? Tie him up

Make sure to gag him too otherwise he'll never shut up

Noona/Hyung kink for sure

This boy wants to be fucked good and hard. Show no mercy

He'll constantly be talking back during sex to make sure you go to your hardest

"Are y-you ev-en try-ing?"

"At le-ast put som-some ef-fort in-to i-it-"

Loud af when you fuck him

Will scream your name as loud as he can so everyone knows who's fucking him that good

And when he cums? Oh lord...

Many noise complaints from the other members and neighbors

There are times when he does want to have soft and loving sex

You'll know when that's the case

He'll be good for once and help you with anything

Praise him when this happens

It rarely happens but when it does, be soft and gentle with him

This usually happens when he is having a bad time in his life/is deep in subspace

Aftercare with the rough sex is just him whining about how you could've gone harder

However

Aftercare with soft sex, run a bubble bath and let him suck your fingers

Gets really childish when in a deep subspace

Always has a plushie with him wherever he goes, giggly about everything

Dino nuggies is always a must with him in subspace

Will ask you to make them for him after a bubble bath

Feed them to him, he loves it

J-Hope

He loves any type of sex but loves slightly rough sex

He loves it when you pound into him while he lays on his back, his head buried in pillows and plushies

He's pretty quiet in bed, he just mainly whimpers a lot and let's out some soft whines

When he orgasms, he will let put the occasional moan

Cries when getting pleasure

Tears will fall but it's not a bad thing, it just means you're doing great

Loves it when you interlock your fingers together while you ride him

Like, he's laying in his back with his head in the crook of your neck and his hands on either side of his head, your fingers laced together while you kiss his shoulder

Praise this man, he lives for it

Like it when you give him a hand job and make him lick up his mess off your fingers

Will suck your nipples when falling asleep

Aftercare is just cuddling after cleaning him up

Get him candy for when he's in subspace, will squeal and clap his hands together happily

Oh yeah, and Sprite

Love baking with you

Cracking the eggs is his job, and his job only

Will pout if you don't let him do it

He will almost never eat unless you feed him

Loves being a little spoon

HICKEYS! Give him hickeys as a reward for anything

He loves the way it feels and loves being marked up by you

Cockwarming is something he desires

Especially in subspace

He will straddle your lap and rest his head on your shoulder with your cock/strap buried inside him, his arms wrapped around your neck loosely as he just closes his eyes and relax

The amount of times you've almost been caught by the other boys constantly rises

Hobi can't help it, it's his comfort

Loves it when you run your fingers through his hair and gently scratch his scalp

He loves loves, LOVES it when you give him oral

It's his second favorite sexual activity

First being cockwarming, of course

Will steal your hoodies

Jungkook

Nervous baby

He is the type to be extremely self-conscious about being a sub

So praise is a need for him

When in subspace, he loves resting his head on your shoulder and breathing in your scent

Like Namjoon, he loves mirror sex

He is embarrassed during it, but he loves seeing your hand hold open his legs while pumping his cock slowly in your other hand

Isn't into pet play, but loves it when you call him bunny

When in subspace, he will walk around the dorm in your hoodie and briefs while holding his favorite plushie

Get him plushies, he loves them

Goes crazy if you're taller then him

Use your size to dominant him if you can, he loves feeling small

Lay him down on his stomach and straddle his waist and massage his shoulders and back, he loves it

Loves it when you're both laying on your sides, you fucking him from behind

Loves it if you wake him up like that

Cnc hello

Loves giving oral

He just loves being on his knees in front of you

It doesn't even have to be sexual, he will just kneel in front of you, chin resting on your knee while you run your fingers through his hair

Sitting on your lap is a must

Reverse cowgirl is one of his favs

Him just desperately gripping at your calves while he rides you

He's pretty quiet during sex

Letting out breathy moans and whimpers

Acts like he hates edging but secretly loves it

Slight overstimulation is a must

Making him cum four to five times is a yes

His hips jolt a lot when cumming, tiny whimpers leaving his mouth

Loves riding in general

Whether you're riding him or he's riding you

Will wrap his arms around your neck when he rises you, buring his head in your neck

Love making is his favorite

Likes the occasional rough sex when having a bad day

When that happens, bend him over a counter/table and fuck him quick and rough

Wrap your hand around his throat, but don't squeeze too much

He likes the feeling on your hand around his throat, just not the lack of ability to breath

Taehyung

Puppy

Pet play

Get this boy a collar with his name on the tag and a leash to go with it

Fav position; doggy style

When fucking him, tug at the leash

He's loud but not Seokjin loud

Not ashamed to hide his sounds

Groans a lot

Just- his deep voice groaning out in pleasure has me- 😫

Master/Mistress kink

He will bite your shoulder while you fuck him, not caring if he draws blood

You don't mind though

He absolutely LOVES sucking your cock/strap before you fuck him

He will look up at you with fake innocence in his eyes as he bovs his head up and down on your cock

Fuck his face until he's gagging so much he's desperate for air with tears streaming down his face

Choke him

Pin him against the wall and wrap your hand around his throat, it will make him hard in an instant

He is a brat sometimes just so you'll spank him

Or he'll just beg for you to spank him

His favorite thing for you to do to him? Make him crawl on his hands and knees with the collar on and the leash in your hand all day when walking around the dorm

Oh my god, this man loves it when someone walks in on him getting railed

He will make eye contact with said person and just smirk at them as he continues to groan loudly

He has definitely tried to convince you to get someone to watch you two

He is probably the type to have a Twitter account with videos of him getting fucked by you (with your permission of course) but it never shows your faces

Big in somnophilia

Loves when he wakes up to his wrists and feet being bound while you press a vibrator to his cock

Blindfold him, sensory deprivation is one of his favorites

Loves the feeling of you being on top of him

He will just randomly start humping your leg

It's just what he does

On the phone with your mum? Taehyung doesn't care, he'll just get on the floor and start going to town

Pull his hair while he rides you and he will cum right then and there

He can go as many rounds as you need, do what you want

Loves being manhandled

Hold his wrists together and pin them above his head while kissing his neck

Even with all that, when he goes into subspace, treat him gently

Big in cuddles while in subspace

Loves being a little spoon or curled up against your chest

Sucking your fingers or nipples makes him giddy

Very rarely in subspace, he will want gentle sex

His favorite position in subspace, is him laying flat on his stomach while you fuck him gently from behind while laying on top of him, interlacing your fingers with his next to his head while he turns his head to the side, letting out small groans and moans

I feel like Taehyung is they type to have a plushie of Tata that he cuddles with as well while you cuddle

Has a natural pout when in subspace

He loves doing laundry with you while in subspace

You don't get it but it's what he likes so you don't mind

I'll shut up about him now

Jimin

Needy boy

Very whiny

Definition of 🥺

"Jimin, I'm working. I can't cuddle with you right now." "But 🥺🥺🥺🥺."

Pouts when he doesn't get his way

Giggly when he does

Loves getting hickes, makes him giggle and just very happy

I see Jimin as the type to get horny from a raise of your eyebrow or just you looking him up and down

Will act bratty but one look from you will have him quiet

"Jimin, can you pass me the milk?"

"Hmm, I don't know. Maybe you should get it yourself."

The 🤨 look will shut him up quick

Spanking

Pin him against the wall and spank him

Loves it when you use the whip on him

Pain slut to a limit

Spanking, biting, hair pulling, and scratching is the limit

Loves being pinned to something

Anything

Table, counter, wall, bed

Anything

Bondage is a yes

Blindfold him

He has a chastity cage on a lot

He gets turned on so easily, it has to be that way

Subspace just consists of him watching SpongeBob or Scooby-Doo with you while cuddling on the couch or dancing to the groups songs

Make him mac n cheese and he will clap happily

Your lap is his designated seat

Loves it when you pinch his cheeks

Kiss and boop his nose to get him all blushy

Sweater paws

He always hides behind them when getting flustered

Mummy/Daddy kink

Yoongi

BABY

So shy

Gets flustered easily

Becomes a stuttering mess when you compliment him

"You look really nice today, love."

*blushing mess* "Th-thank you, noona/hyung."

He just like the soft and gentle love making sex

Likes giving pleasure more then receiving

A bit picky when it comes to the sexual activity

Not super into ass play, but he won't say no

He is SO shy during sex

Embarrassed to let out any noise

Embarrassed to get naked

Afraid you'll judge him even though he knows you won't

Praise is a necessity for him

Tell him how much you love him, his body, his mind, his everything

Hand holding is something he adores

A simple gesture that means so much to him

Always be holding his hand, it means so much to him

He is good boy, so tell him

Whisper it in his ear when you have sex and he will melt

Tell him how beautiful his body is

Tell him he doesn't need to hide himself around you

It will take a while for him to open up fully, but when he does, it's magical

The sounds he makes during sex are beautiful

Nothing like the cheesy porno moans

No, they're so soft and gentle. Just small whimpers of your name that leaves him with pink cheeks

He loves taking baths together, feeling you wrap your arms around his chest while kissing the side of his neck, whispering to him about how wonderful he did and how beautiful he is

K-Pop Masterlist

[darkfire359]

My personal ranking of Izzy ships, based entirely on how much I like them:

1. Blackhands: My beloved toxic dumpster fire! Izzy just has so many feelings here, it’s hard to not want to focus on it. Probably a personal favorite just because of all the interesting power dynamics here (which I love). Hard to ever have a happy ending with this ship, but that’s okay.

2. Steddyhands: I feel like all my favorite fics are this. A good way to get the fun of Blackhands without everyone involved being miserable forever. I love it when the dynamic is “experienced vet helping new intern with world’s meanest cat.” I love it when the dynamic is “divorced couple get a marriage counselor, repair their marriage, also marry the marriage counselor.” And I love it when it’s just straight-up Ed and Stede conspiring together to seduce their grumpy first mate. So many fun takes on this!

3. Lusrael: I ship it more every time I see Nathan and Con do anything together. I think it’s the single most likely ship to happen in canon (not counting the Blackhands failmarriage). I think I’m personally just a little less excited by the dynamic in fics.

4. Gentlehands: Hard for this to not just be Steddyhands, but I do appreciate it on its own. Probably my favorite angle is “bitter rivals must team up to win back their ex, have hatesex, spend the whole time imagining their rival is actually their ex, accidentally fall in love.”

5. Calicohands: This ship made me actually like Jack as a character, sometimes. I think Jack’s style of affection of affection is something Izzy could actually accept (tackle-hugs, nuggies, friendly shoulder punch, etc) and while it’s not optimal, our poor baby might be touch-starved enough to like it anyway. I also like Jack having unrequited feelings and the resulting angst (in case you couldn’t tell from my #1 ship).

6. Jackie/Izzy: They’re actually friends, maybe! And Jackie would be the type of dom Izzy would love. Izzy does seem more gay than bi to me though, unfortunately.

7. Izzy/OC: Obviously highly variable. I’ve certainly enjoyed Izzy/Bryce from HoHW quite a lot, as well some other one-off portrayals of Sam. But #7 is probably appropriate in terms of how likely I am to actively seek out such fics.

8. Ivan/Fang/Izzy: I think I saw some art of this like once and it was good art. Also I see David and Con taking newlywed pics together and it makes me like Fang/Izzy more. IDK. They’re there, they know each other, it could happen.

9. Izzy/Roach: They both like sharp weapons. Roach at least tried to give Izzy a sandwich once, which was nice. But they don’t have much actual or implied interaction in the show.

10. Jim/Izzy: I’m very excited about them together platonically. Maybe it could work romantically? But unlike Lucius and Pete, Jim/Olu don’t come off as quite so poly.

11. Izzy/Pete: They could bond over being Blackbeard fans. They could get together by both dating Lucius. Possibilities exist.

11. Izzy/Frenchie: I’ve enjoyed some fics of this, but overall, I admittedly don’t see the appeal. Frenchie taunted Izzy with “In your face, Jizzy!” after he lost the duel. Izzy held Frenchie at gunpoint in a scary (rather than a sexual tension-y) way. It feels like this ship is just happening because Frenchie and Izzy are stuck on the same ship together post-e10.

12. Izzy/Buttons: Butthands is a terrible name. I think Buttons is in a monogamous relationship with the sea. Good art though.

13. Izzy/Wee John: John is big and could lift Izzy in a princess carry. I can’t think of anything else to say here.

14. Izzy/Olu: I feel like this would be a healthy relationship for Izzy, because Olu is the type of person who has healthy relationships. Therefore, Izzy would never go for him.

15. Izzy/Swede: I feel like Izzy would actually hate this. The Swede is probably the least competent member of the Revenge crew. This relationship would be a disaster and not in the fun way like Blackhands is.

16. Izzy/Mary: I really really like them platonically. So much. But I feel like a romance would make negative sense.

17. Izzy/Chauncey: This actually skeeves me out, no.

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Frankly I was thinking Danny holding his dad’s grudge (multi-gen grudges exist and grew up in one) with the knowledge that

1) Bruce Wayne is Batman

2) the rich boy chose Alfred over his cousins (The Kanes) to raise him

3) entitled richboy is why dad grew up with Grandma Fenton who had a Shit Time as a ‘Fallen Woman’ whose husband left her and it was a shitty time being one of two kids (julia pennyworth is younger here) who had to step up where his dad didn’t and hear constant remarks about his ‘good for nothing father’ and heard about his own father parenting a rich kid Who Had Options

4) julia is friends with bruce and may have low-key disowned Jack for his interest in ecto-science… so Bruce stole his dad AND the baby sister he raised throughout his childhood (parallels’ jazz).

5) danny? Holds a grudge and knows all of the above. He’s been waiting for an excuse to drop kick the metaphorical deadweight in the family Forever. Let him at the dad and sister theif!!!

6) bruce is Rich, Secret ID, and vampire aesthetic. Given Vlad, why would he not take the opportunity to blow off Vlad-related stress on a socially acceptable target?

Also Danny tends to get along well with his Dad and view this as family bonding, plus avenging a member of his fraid!

Alfred has to explain Julia’s older brother, Jack, to Bruce… who insisted everyone follow his parents will as a kid and made himself ungovernable if anyone but Alfred was in charge of him.

Alfred was only going to Butler for the Waynes temporarily as a favor to Thomas from the war for a few months. He got custody of Bruce and left his wife and kids instead.

JL finding out Bruce as a kid ‘broke up Agent A’s family, befriended his daughter and low key replaced the son after his sister disowned him’ is not the lore Bruce or the JL was expecting.

Nor for Phantom to fly over to Agent A’s son and babble to his dad that he ‘got the dad thief!’ And be given a head lock and affectionate nuggy-ing.

Phanton glaring at agent A when he tries to talk to him as ‘my grandpa died and the other one forfieted rights when he picked a shithead kid that had relatives asking for custody and stayed there permanently when it was supposed to be only for spring. I only recognize Clockpa and Great Uncle Nocturne these days. Cordially, fuck off,’ in a chipper midwestern accent.

Jack just calls his son over and asks if he wants to go dimension hopping with his sisters again, and ‘do you want Dan to tagalong?’

Booster chokes as Dan Phantom is a known timeline and universe death bringer.

‘Why not? Ooo, want to go to the Colosseum? Pandora wants to see if she can fix the aim issue you and Jazz have, and Frighty wants to test Dani’s stab and stealth again.’

Jack: What do you want Alfred: Son, please- Jack: Not your son. Not since you walked out on Mom to go to jolly old England. How's that going, by the way? I heard you walked out on your daughter there, too. Alfred: I know I wasn't the best Father, and you have no reason to forgive me, but this is a matter of life and Death. Jack: Oh, big surprise, good old Dad only comes around when he needs something. How about some tea and biscuits while we're at it? Alfred: Please listen. A few hours ago, the Justice League was compromised. Batman was able to send me a coded message that they were being mind-controlled by ghosts before he was captured. You and your wife are the only known contacts for Phantom. The world needs his help before the Justice League goes on a planned massacre. Jack: ....Fine, but only because thousands of innocent people could get hurt. *Turns to shout up the stairs* Danny! Can you come down here?! Alfred: We don't have time for your kids. We must move before- Jack: Unlike you, I always have time for my kids, but no, this isn't just a moment when you met your grandson. You need Phantom, don't you? Alfred: Yes? Jack: Then you need Danny. Danny: Did you need me, Dad? *looks at door* Who's this? Jack: The man who would rather be a butler/nanny to someone's kid than be a decent Father. Also, your new teammate for the upcoming battle. We're going to punch Batman in his dad-stealing face. Danny shifting into Phantom: FINALLY.

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I just- I just- lil Niki x CG Jack. Bottom text. ~🔪 Anon

hi 🔪 anon! i hope you like it lol… but yeah! i hope you’re having a great day/night :))

warnings: thunderstorms, hiding regression

PLATONIC little!niki x CG!jack!! all pet names are used in a platonic manner please don’t ship!

Rainy Days With You

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you’d think that niki would be used to the thunder storms from living in england for a couple of years but really, it just made her fear worse.

she had been staying with jack for the past two weeks, meaning, she couldn’t regress, which caused the on going storm to be even worse. the loud crashes and the bright flashes were super overwhelming.

of course, niki could always tell jack, it’s not like he’d judge her, but there never seemed to be a right moment to tell him. he’d probably be on his way to her room as soon as the storm started.

“niki? are you alright?”

“i’m fine, jack. the thunders jus’ a bit loud” niki said softly, a minuet slur in her voice which jack placed on fear,

“would you mind if i stay here with you?” he asked gently,

“no, it’s ok.” she shuffled over on her bed to make some room for jack to sit.

jack slowly started to run his fingers through niki’s hair, braiding it, niki hummed and relaxed, the movements slowly took niki’s mind off of the storm,

“jack?” niki whispered

“mhm? what’s up?” he replied,

“can i ask you something?”

“of course! you don’t have to ask!”

niki took a deep breath, it’s now or never

“do you, do you know what age regression is?”

“kind of. i’ve heard about it.”

“so you know it’s not a kink or sexual and that it’s a coping mechanism?”

“yeah! and how the persons mind is in the headspace of an actual child.”

“perfect! so now i have to tell you something…”

“ok, just know i’m never going to judge you.”

“i know jack, well, i’m an age regressor. i’m not expecting you to be my caregiver or anything but i’m just letting you know so that way if you come across any of my stuff or see me regress, you’re not confused or freaked out.”

“i’m so proud of you, thank you for telling me. am i able to hang out with you while you’re regressed? maybe offer a bit of comfort?” jack suggested

“really?” niki’s eyes positively gleamed with happiness

“of course! have you been feeling small because of the storm and that’s why you brought it up?” jack asked, niki blushed, how did he know her so well??

“mhm…” niki mumbled shyly burying her face into her pillow,

“come on, don’t get shy on me know!” jack laughed, “does the tickle monster have to come out?” jack asked, then started tickling niki,

“no!” niki giggled trying to squirm away,

“ok, ok! the tickle monsters gone to bed, now i think it’s time for dinner, then bed time for you too!”

“‘kay, jack.” niki mumbled, bedtime was no fun! but jack helped her out of bed and held her hand all the way downstairs to the kitchen.

“how about you sit at the table and i’ll make either mac and cheese or some chicken nuggies?”

“mac cheese, pease!” niki asked excited,

“of course, angel.”

jack got to work cooking, niki became bored pretty quick but stayed at the table, just squirming around in her seat, drawing jacks attention,

“what’s the matter bubs?”

“color?”

“you want to colour?”

“mhm! cans i go gets my book?”

“if you’re very careful going up and down the stairs!”

“‘kay, jack!”

niki very carefully crawled up the stairs and walked, watching where she was going, then quickly grabbed her disney princess colouring book. crawling back down the stairs was a lot harder then going up so she decided to call for help.

“jack! pease hewp me down ‘tairs!” she called

“i’ll be right there, little one.” jack called back, “ok let’s get you down.” jack held niki’s hand the entire time, making sure she doesn’t fall.

“tank you!” niki said then opened up here book and started colouring while jack continued cooking.

“alright, let’s put the book away while we eat dinner, then you can finish tomorrow after you’ve slept.”

“otay! me has dawing for chu! cans you help me take it out?”

“of course! i’m sure it’s a beautiful drawing, from a beautiful little girl!”

“tank you, bubba!” niki said and jack smiled,

“here, would you like to give it too me?”

“yes pease! here you go bubba!” niki exclaimed, passed the drawing to him, it’s a picture of princess jasmine,

“thank you, sweetheart, i love it!” he leaned down and gave niki a kiss on her forehead.

the rest of the night went smoothly, niki went to bed with no issue and their friendship only changed for the better. jack reassured niki that she wasn’t a burden and he enjoyed helping her.

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again, i hope you enjoyed :D