#like what theyre talking about doesn't even have to be particularly exciting

[dennisboobs]

i will say i am extremely glad we got the ghouls vs goblins back and forth in this podcast ep because it's SUCH a good look inside glenn and charlie's ideas/writing process, and it was. silly 😋

[ellecdc]

ive been thinking about stone-faced unamused independent reader and how james and barty would absolutely love to baby her and treat her like a princess and she has none of it..until shes feeling sort of down and like she needs their love and support so she gives in and theyre both so shocked and excited theyre like little dogs wagging their tails spinning around her

hiii....I'm back to apologizing to everyone who sent me in requests 2.5+ months ago for me to hoard them until inspiration struck! hope I did it justice hahaha

poly!darksun x black cat!reader and Sirius who just doesn't Get It

CW: fem!reader, reader is maybe a little mean but obviously James and Barty are into that shit, Sirius' POV so a very unreliable narrator

Sirius Black believed himself to be a pretty open-minded person.

He believed that love was love, he staunchly disagreed with blood status and had a lot of respect for muggle-borns, and believed in the fair treatment of beasts and other magical creatures in the Wizarding World.

But no matter how open-minded Sirius believed himself to be, he could not for the life of him figure out how in the hells James Potter and Barty Crouch Junior found their way to you.

Sirius admittedly had a hard enough time finding out that his best friend was dating his semi-estranged little brother’s maniacal (read: bat-shit crazy) best friend, but this? 

This made no sense to him. 

At least when it came to the likes of Barty Crouch Junior, James had found someone who could rival him in energy and enthusiasm. James could run for seven hours straight at a gods-honest sprint and Barty was just about crazy enough to try as well. Barty never denied his more intrusive thoughts and James was morbidly curious enough to watch those thoughts play out.

And both of them seemed to love hard; even if Sirius didn’t approve of that love, even if he didn’t like that love, he could admit that it, at the very least, made sense for him.

But where James was all golden retriever energy and Barty was some kind deranged, rabid mutt straight from the depths of hell, you….

Well, Sirius wasn’t sure exactly what you were. 

Where James was sweet and Barty was enthusiastic, you were utterly unimpressed. 

Where James was excitable and Barty was chaotic, you were completely apathetic.

And where James and Barty could be…slightly codependent, you seemed wholly disinterested in having either of them (or anyone for that matter) near you. 

“Sod off; I can carry my own damned books.” You had spat at Barty as he tried to take them from you. 

And Sirius had to stand there and watch both Barty and James stare after you with a lovesick look adorning their faces as you stalked away from them. 

“Well isn’t she just a ray of sunshine?” Sirius muttered derisively, earning him a threatening glare from Barty and a frustrated stare from James.

“You’re one to talk, Pads; I watched Remus actually growl at a first year who tried to take the last pumpkin pastie at dinner last night.” He grumbled before redirecting Barty away from Sirius’ jugular. 

And that seemed to be your response to pretty much anything those two did; you elbowed James in the stomach when he held the door open for you like a ‘poncy chauffeur’, you stomped on Barty’s foot when he offered you his elbow on the moving staircase, and you never seemed particularly pleased should they wind up in your vicinity.

Yet…

Yet you never made any effort to actually remove them from your vicinity, nor did you make any effort to leave theirs.

In fact, if Sirius wasn’t mistaken, he was sure he saw your shoulders relax ever so slightly when you realised the people pulling out the chair across from you in the library were James and Barty. 

They tensed right back up when Sirius and Peter accompanied them, but that's besides the point.

No, you didn’t converse with any  of them. Yes, you completely ignored any attempts at conversation from James or Barty - save taking the opportunity to correct them in their debate about their potions homework. And just once, Sirius was certain he’d heard you whisper a quiet thank you to Barty when he helped you find the page number for the answer to number 47 of your Herbology homework. 

It seemed to Sirius that no matter how staunchly you refused to allow either boy to fawn over you, you weren’t completely averse to their company. And though this amount of dedication didn’t exactly surprise Sirius coming from James, seeing as he spent four and half years of his school life pursuing a completely disinterested witch, he was confused that Barty hadn’t gotten bored yet.

It was all very peculiar, Sirius thought. 

Even more peculiar was when Barty and James had been snuggling in James’ bed as James quizzed Moony for the upcoming Alchemy test when there was a tentative knock on the dormitory door. 

Peter looked up from his Ancient Runes homework to look at Sirius, James and Barty lifted their heads to look at Sirius, and Remus turned in his desk chair to look at Sirius.

“What?” Sirius asked. “I didn’t knock.”

“You’re the only one not currently doing anything.” Remus countered.

Sirius paused in his throwing and catching of James’ pilfered snitch to look at him incredulously.

“I am too doing something.” He argued, holding the snitch between his thumb and forefinger and waving it at him. “Besides, Junior’s just laying there.”

“I’m a guest, Black. It’d be terribly improper for me to answer your dormitory door.”

“Answer the sodding door, Sirius.” Remus grumbled as he turned back towards James.

“A ray of sunshine.” James sing-songed for Sirius’ benefit, clearly still not over his passing comment of you from days ago. 

Sirius let out a dramatically petulant sigh as he stood to open the door.

Your face pinched when you saw who had answered, though Sirius had to hand it to you how quickly you corrected your expression.

Before you had a chance to tell Sirius why you were here, he looked back over his shoulder at James’ bed.

“See, I don’t think I should have to open the door for your bird!”

All that was heard was a painful sounding thump and James muttering “Barty, my glasses” before Barty materialised at the door. 

“Hi Treasure!” He greeted enthusiastically.

Sirius watched your eyes narrow as you seemingly debated whether or not to make a fuss over his nickname before ultimately deciding against it. 

“Angel!” James cheered as he, too, rounded the corner and shoved Sirius out of the way. “To what do we owe this pleasure?”

Sirius sat back down on his bed where he could see you consider your options carefully. 

Finally, after having the two sods stand there no doubt smothering you in smiles and soft eyes did you look shyly down at your shoes. “Can I…hang out with you guys for the afternoon?” You asked quietly.

Barty and James exchanged a - quite comical, in Sirius’ opinion - excited look before returning their gazes to you. “Of course!” They chorused; the volume startling you into lifting your head to look at them nervously. 

James cleared his throat and moved out of the door frame, ushering you in. “Of course you can.” He offered quieter this time, guiding you towards his bed as he looked over his shoulder and mouthed “oh my gods” at Barty who was eagerly following behind you. 

“What have you been up to today?” James asked then, clearly wondering what motivated this impromptu and voluntary visit but not wanting to chance whatever spell had been cast to get you here. 

You sat down on the edge of the bed, anxiously picking at your nail beds as each boy sat tentatively beside you. 

“I was studying in the library…” You offered, sounding horribly robotic and rehearsed in your response before you let out a shuddering sigh. Sirius watched as you visibly deflated and leaned slightly closer into Barty’s side. “I’ve had a bit of a headache all day.” You admit.

James and Barty both coo in unison as James cautiously rubs circles on your back; you let him.

“You have a headache?” Sirius deadpanned from across the room. “And you came here? To these two? Are they not the source?” 

“Get out.” Barty spat, braving himself as he tightened his arm around you; once again, you let him. 

“You can’t kick me out of my own dorm room, Junior!” Sirius argued. “Why don’t you go to your dorm room?”

“Oh, do you want to know what your baby brother and Rosier were up to before I left? Because I’ll happily scar you with that knowledge, Black.” Barty threatened. 

Sirius, who was not ashamed to admit he was perhaps more than slightly immature, simply covered his ears and started singing to drown out the sound of Barty’s voice.

“That’s it, everyone out.” James barked then; tone taking on an air of Gryffindor quidditch captain.

Remus scoffed indignantly at that as Peter - clearly the wisest of the bunch - simply began packing up his homework. “You promised to help me pass this test!”

“Oh for Salazar’s sake, Lupin; the answers are A, D, B, B, A, C, D, A, A, true, true, false, Nicholas Flammel.” Barty barked at him, causing Remus to blink owlishly at him. 

“Fine.” Remus finally said as he stood, shocking Sirius into silence at his quick acquiescence to such abhorrent demands. “Let’s go, Sirius.” 

Sirius, feeling awfully petulant, hurled the snitch towards James’ head who quickly and calmly caught it before offering it to you as Remus hauled him off the bed by his wrist and all but dragged him towards the door. 

“But it’s not fair, Moony!” Sirius pouted as he slammed on the breaks just outside the threshold of their dorm room.

“Sirius.” Remus started solemnly. “How many times did you try to convince me to snuggle with you at night before we started dating?”

“217.” Sirius answered readily, relishing in the soft smile Remus had clearly tried and failed at fighting off. 

“Right, 217 times you tried to convince me to snuggle with you; and how many of those times did I deny you?”

“216.”

“Right.” Remus agreed. “And what had James done to ensure that I would relent that one time?”

Sirius let out a pained sigh as he looked to the heavens. “He charmed his, Pete’s, and your bed to the ceiling so there was only one option.” 

“Right.” Remus agreed again, softer this time as he rested his hand at the juncture of Sirius’ neck and shoulder and rubbed his thumb along the column of his throat. “So don’t you think the least we could do right now is just let them have the room?” 

Sirius looked back into the room in time to see you smiling softly at something James was saying as Barty placed what appeared to be a wet cloth to the back of your neck; your eyes closing and face relaxing in relief, leaning back into Barty as James massaged your calves and carried on in his story. 

“What did I do to deserve this?” Sirius whined then, leaning his head into his boyfriend’s chest as he watched you curl up, not unlike a cat who had finally decided to sit on its person’s lap.

“Can you maybe try to remind yourself that James deserves this?” Remus whispered into Sirius’ hair.

“For Godric’s sake, Moony.” Sirius grumbled as he stood and began storming off in the direction of the common room. “Why d’you have to be so bloody reasonable all of the time!?”

[nicofics]

hiii i saw ur requests were open so i was wondering if u could write the obey me brothers and how theyd react to a mc/reader who gets turned into a teenage mc ?

specifically where theyre really shocked about how teen!mc acts. theyre super rebellious and disrespectful and get into fights but adult!mc is so gentle and kind and mother/fatherly. and eventually it turns out that teen!mc acts that way because they dont have the greatest home life (up to you if u want to go into detail or not idrm either way ^^) and explains why adult!mc doesn't really talk about about their childhood.

𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙚𝙨

𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯, 𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘪, 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯 & 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

summary: mc gets changed into a teenager, how will the brothers react to this rebellion?

notes: sorry this took so long!!! i only wrote for 4 brothers bc i felt like i was writing TOO MUCH lucifer 😭😭

𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯

when you first get turned, mammon is particularly excited. he actually gets to see what you were like when you were younger! you never spoke about it so thats why he’d be excited. however, when he sees that you’re rude, and rebellious, its a bit of a shock for him. he doesn’t understand how someone as sweet as you could’ve ever been someone like this. due to his lack of knowledge about the situation, he asked teen you, you told him. when mammon heard what happened when you were younger he felt SO BAD. he’d do anything to make you feel better until you turn back, and when you do, he’ll be by your side

𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘪

levi was lowkey kind of scared at this new you, like mammon, he couldn’t comprehend that you were once like this. he’d avoid you, but only because he didn’t know how to handle the situation! he’d feel so bad that he couldn’t be with you he’d eventually give in to his anxiety and ask you what happened. when you tell him he’ll feel relief as it wasn’t that you were angry at him, but he’d feel so bad for you, he’d offer to play games with you to make you feel better and not get into fights and stuff

𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯

satan is different from the other brothers, he’s more understanding of why you’re like this now. i feel like satan is the kind of person who will tell you how he went through the same things to not make you feel alone. satan would tell you about when the brothers first fell and how he felt being surrounded by demons who didn’t know him, trust him, or even like him for that matter. he’ll try relate his experiences to yours and when you tell him what happened to you, he’ll be proud that you told him, and offer to help find ways to make you feel better

𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘭

beel is extremely different from his brothers, when you start acting different as a teenager, he’ll offer to take you to a restaurant or to the gym. he’d tell you the gym always makes him feel better and get his anger out. if you agree then you two would have a great time at the gym, and you’d feel better about everything. if you tell beel what happened in your younger years he’d be sympathetic with you, he’d offer to eat with you, anything you want!! and he’d even offer you food

[xiaosorbet]

what about me? (kaveh x reader x alhaitham)

just a little blurb!!! i cant think of anything else to write so jdhfljsadakhds here's this cliche "i like them but theyre into my best friend" set in their akademiya days

warnings: not poofread nor edited just word vomit

kaveh is mad for you.

he adores you. he adores everything you do and say and even everything you don't do and say.

he loves listening to you talk. every single inflection in your sentences, every change in your tone. he particularly likes it when you talk about something you're really happy and excited about because your voice... oh, your voice just becomes so bright, it lights up his whole universe and makes him forget about all the dark crevices and corners in his life, if only for a moment. he wouldn't admit it, but he likes when you're mad too. during times when you'd rant about a certain professor you don't like very much, or a groupmate you just can't seem to get along with, he finds himself holding back a smile at the way your face crinkles up, your voice lowering into the most adorable growl.

he loves watching you work. he never turns down your invitations to study together in the library, claiming your presence anchors him and keeps him focused. in truth, it's quite the opposite; hardly any real work gets done when he's around you because while you're focusing on your textbooks, he's across the table working out how best to look at you discreetly and not look creepy. he studies you like he's compiling information for a thesis only about you. he thinks about how he really would write one about you—about the faces you make in deep concentration, about all your little mannerisms, everything he takes notice of. nevermind mastering architecture; he memorizes all of your habits and quirks, hoping to be an expert in the subject of you.

he's madly in love with you. it doesn't take a scholar to realize it. he is aware that surely, you've caught on too.

but whether you have or haven't wasn't important. he knew you didn't feel the same.

and it would be fine. in another universe, perhaps all of it would be bearable. his heartbreak would not be so palpable if you simply didn't see him that way, with no reason besides. but there is a reason, and it is the most devastating thing in his life.

alhaitham. you like alhaitham.

it seems that you love him the way he loves you. he sees the way you look at him, the way you admire everything he does and says and even everything he doesn't do or say.

and there's nothing he can do. alhaitham is his best friend, and so are you. the two most important people in his life. being around the two of you was torture. torture that he would have to face for the rest of his days, because the only thing that could crush him more would be losing you both.

but you and alhaitham have your own little universe, bright with your smile and his. alhaitham knows all of you and then some. there is a world with just them that kaveh will never know. so really, it's like he's losing you both anyway, drifting away further and further.

[creaturefeaster]

could you talk more about what your geese are like and what its like to own them? ive been so obsessed with them lately and theyre so silly to me :3

Oh hell yeah I'll talk about my geese any day

Geese are really, really silly. A lot of people find them scary, but they can be very sweet and extremely loyal.

My geese will follow me everywhere. If I walk from one side of the land to the other, at a slow pace, they will typically follow in a slow line behind me. During late summer and early fall when green grass is more scarce, I like to take them to parts of the lot that they haven't been to in a while so they can keep up on their greens :3.

If I'm not the one leading, Sebastian, the gander of the group, takes on that role. I took these pictures today, and he was feeling particularly protective of the hens while I was taking these pictures (I was doing really close up pics, something I don't normally do so I don't blame him.) When a goose, especially a gander, is being protective of something, they always position themselves between you and what they're protecting.

Something else people don't realise about geese is that they pay really close attention to body language. A lot of attacks from geese are because people start acting weird around them. They take this like, "this human is not acting like how humans usually act, so I feel uncomfortable." Especially in early spring when they have babies.

...But also, they like to check people. They check every living thing around them more often than not, because they get bored easily and have fun asserting themselves. When alone they do this to each other, but if you're new around, they will try and fuck with you. And if you react how they want, which is usually in backing away, flinching, or even sometimes they're looking for a fight so approaching them the wrong way as well, they will keep going until you're chased off.

Sometimes I use my geese to keep my chickens safe, because getting occasionally pestered by a goose for straying into their grazing grounds keeps them closer together and near their coop, and out of sight of eagles and hawks.

But what's really funny, is if you just... ignore them, as long as you aren't walking towards something they're protective of and you aren't showing signs of stress, they just stop. They fail to check you and that's that, and unless you've really pissed them off beforehand, they'll forget about it. I have a tiny, clueless chicken named Sloppy Joe who doesn't read body language well at all. So whenever a goose checks her they never succeed, because she's too busy not paying attention to notice she's being challenged.

The center focus goose in this picture is Gertrude, or who I like to call Gerdy (I think of Binding of Isaac's boss Gerdy), and she's been especially funny lately.

My geese aren't ever thrilled about being picked up so I don't tend to upset them with holding them if I don't have a reason to. But lately, Gerdy doesn't leave the pen when they're let out. She gets vocal and upset that everybody left without her, and she paces by the gate. There's no reason for this. So I've been picking her up and helping her out, and when she's put back down she happily runs to go meet up with the others, it never fails.

I think she's just been wanting attention. When I first got her she was always a lot more tolerant to being touched and handled. She also likes to stand very close to me and stare at me and shake her head. (Head shaking can be fear, a threat, or excitement. It's hard to tell which it is, but I know her. She's giddy.)

I've been taking their pleasant mood in as much as I can lately, because when December rolls around, they start getting into their pre-mating season funk. Sebastian is a short fuse and the hens are hissy even before they start laying eggs 🙄

I usually have to avoid sitting on the hill like this during mating season, because Sebastian is so unpredictable during those months. But it was nice today and everybody was in a good mood :).

[honeycombstrawberry]

I see "Adrian wearing your shirts" and I raise YOU "Adrian wearing your hickies" 😈😈 like during sex he'll tell you to suck on his neck/jaw a little higher bc "i cant show it off when theyre that low babe" and during the day hes silently showing off his neck trophies like "my partner made those" and "fuck yeah i have a partner and theyre fuckin hot"

or vice versa👀

oh yes wait okay i want to do another headcanon thread for this one so please if i may--

adrian wearing your hickies headcanons, here we go:

when you and adrian first get together it quickly becomes clear that he has a thing for people knowing the two of you are together. like he tells people all the time and he loves holding your hand and even when you're not there he's always talking about you

once you've been seeing each other for a little while and the more physical side of your relationship starts to develop, though, you realize he has more things that come off of that one thing

the first time you make out-- the first time-- adrian bites a hickey into your throat so high and dark that you feel like a teenager with their first boyfriend ever. you'd be more embarrassed if you weren't in this honeymoon phase of your relationship-- which you feel like it'll last forever, that this feeling will never end ever

he's incredibly bold when it comes to marking you and he'll do it anywhere, everywhere, all over, and once he realizes you're not stopping him he gets particularly enthusiastic about it to the point that even chris is like jesus christ dude look at their THROAT. they look like they got THROTTLED

to which adrian is just like "They Look Like?" and/or "You Should See The Rest Of Them" both of which make chris want to blind both himself and adrian

while he loves to mark you and remind everyone that he's yours, he seems cautious to ask you to do the same in return. you wonder if maybe it doesn't go both ways, but then you wonder if maybe he's just afraid to ask. this would be the first time he hasn't been sure how to vocalize a feeling correctly and so just gave up on vocalizing it at all

eventually you decide this is a theory worth testing so when adrian's giving you one of his wild hickeys to replace the one that's only just started fading, you knock him backwards and decide to do the same thing to him

at first he's completely still because he's bewildered because holy shit he's always wanted this but he didn't know how to ask for it-- didn't know exactly what it was he wanted until right fucking now-- and you're giving it to him, biting into his throat and sucking a bruise there like it's your job

you did learn from the best; adrian does this all the time, after all, and he's pretty much an expert on it by now. you take your cues from the master and respond to each of his little sighs, the nonsense words that fall out of his mouth, the way his hands reach up to grab at you with searching fingers

later when adrian goes to shower he doesn't even hide how excited he is when he looks in the mirror and sees the absolutely bonkers hickey you've given him, sprawling up close to the hinge of his jaw

he even comments to you that he's excited about how high it is, that you know everyone will be able to see it even above the top edge of his armored collar in his vigilante gear, even in his work uniform, even in his sweaters-- no matter what he wears, your mark will be visible on him, and his mark will be visible on you

he goes absolutely bananas just knowing that people will look at him and know that he's yours

in fact everybody he catches looking at his hickey while it's there hears all about the person who gave it to him. he talks endlessly about you, says how perfect his partner is, how hot they are, how much they love him, how they gave him this hickey, how possessive they are, because they like him so much--

and it's all true. every word of it, and you know it, because you feel it, deep inside

and you know it's the same in return, that everyone who looks at you sees his marks on you and knows. they see the evidence that you let his teeth meet your throat, his canines over your pulse-point, and that instead of tearing you apart, he showed you that you were loved, and that you were his--

sometimes, it's all you can think about. so, you can kind of get why it became A Thing for adrian so quickly-- because it's really A Thing for you now, too, in the best sort of way

-

adrian chase taglist:

@violetrainbow412-blog @bigassbisaster @amysuemc @sunflowerfive @papitas-con-sal @saturnngal @neptuneswritingwork @jewishdelis @myguiltypleasures21 @pinkygunslingy @violinchick @r3tr0sp3ct @chaseadrian @breathing-in-waves @rishlurh @x-milf-hunter-x @goblynnrockz @theowritesstuff @jaysfav

[thesnivy123]

some quick leif and zommoth headcanons. Long post

Leif's body is technically "alive" on a biological level. He's got a pulse, whatever organs are left still work, his wounds heal and he's just generally not a corpse. The original Leif is still dead as a doorknob, though. It's just the body that's not actually dead.

Adding onto this- Should Leif's cordyceps get seperated from his body, he'll be perfectly fine. It'll be jarring, it'll suck, but not only can he survive that way indefinitely, he'll still keep his mind. Exact same guy, just spaghettified. Should this happen, though, the body will shut down and Actually Die- Only temporarily, though, because once he's back in, the combination of Magical Cordyceps Bullshit and Magical Crystal Bullshit will jumpstart the very-dead corpde back to being a debatably-dead body.

Zommoth's magic isn't poison so much as it just affects how you feel in general. In a combat setting, it's mostly just Beam Of Feel Unwell (making it better for incapacitating victims so they can go in for physical attacks), but outside of combat, it's... Basically emotion magic but Worse. They can't actually control emotion, but they sure can cast an overwhelming wave of their own feelings onto someone! Useful for starting fights, trying to get your weird pathetic blue brother to be Excited About The Cool Thing You Found, and... surprisingly enough, as a painkiller.

If two cordyceps come into physical contact with eachother, they can basically communicate telepathically as long as they're touching- And, should this happen when theyre both asleep, they'll actually share dreams! This isnt particularly useful for the cordysibs unless Leif gets peeled somehow, in which case, it would be VERY useful, because...

Unlike Zommoth, Leif can't talk when seperated from his body. This is because Zommoth talks sorta like a parrot (but worse)- Since their tail and inner body is made of so many tendrils, they can move them all around to push air through their whole body to make sounds- Leif, however, isn't big enough to do this, so outside of his body he's completely mute.

The crystals in Leif aren't, like, loose rocks. They're growing in the empty space in there in a sort of rock candy sorta shape. There's actually a bit growing ON the cordyceps- If (when peeled) he rubs his tendrils together just right, he can chirp like a cricket.

Leif's eyes glow dimly, but that’s not the only reason why they're white. They're actually heavily clouded over. This... Caused a bit of a misunderstanding when he first met Vi and Kabbu. They assumed he was blind. They were very quickly proven wrong. This has happened countless times with countless people on their adventure. It's annoying. His eyesight is actually pretty good.

Zommoth's host is... Even more dead than Leif physically. The body is just a decaying husk. UNLIKE LEIF, however, they're still sort of there mentally- It's rare that they're even conscious enough to dream, but they could, hypothetically, be brought back. They'd be surprisingly tolerant of the big stupid Weird Dog sharing their body, despite everything. I'll talk about the host in a seperate post, maybe. Friend of mine came up with most of their Everything, so i'll have to ask them.

Zommoth is fully capable of hijacking other bugs- To a limited extent, though, since they'd be too big to actually use the body. If left unattended, there is a decent chance they will do this. It's never actually with the intent to take over the body, though, and, like leif, they can't actually infect anyone- They just have no sense of boundaries and actually genuinely think they're being friendly by doing this. In their (lack of) eyes, they're just popping in to say hi, sorta the equivalent of leaning over your shoulder to see what you're doing, but Worse and Bad. They don't understand why people don't like this. At the very least, this doesn't actually cause any lasting harm- It sucks and it's also fuckin terrifying to have a giant zombie parasite drop on you, take control of your body and start babbling away in your brain like an excited toddler for a few minutes before dropping you and fleeing the scene.

This happens to leif like at least once a week please help him

[darknessisafriend]

Hey! I love your writing so much!!! Could i pls request a Joaquin x Reader where they've been close friends for like a couple yrs now and theyre just hanging out or smth together one day and eventually fall asleep together. As one of them is falling asleep tho, they tell the other that they love them (doesn't matter to me who says it first, w/e fits best 😂) nd obv the other overhears it nd then like the next am or w/e they talk about it nd confess their feelings nd start dating. Thank you!!!💖

Hey thank you for the request! I finally wrote it and I hope you will enjoy <3 

Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction inspired by what we see of these people, I do not claim to know them nor to establish this work as the truth about their personal lives, the realities might be completely different.

                                             First date?

“See? This movie was great!” You exclaimed as you entered Joaquin’s home with a big smile.

“Right…I wasn’t expecting it; it was pretty good; I’ll recommend it to my sisters.” He admitted, closing the door behind you, taking off his hoodie and throwing it on the couch.

“I think Rain will particularly love it.” You replied, taking off your shoes with your feet, keeping on your hoodie, well, the hoodie he had given you. Even if the weather was warm, you loved keeping it on, wrapped up in his smell.

“Yeah, definitely.” He passed a hand through his hair, following you to his kitchen. You were so used to come to his place, it was as if you lived in it and it made him smile. Even more, when he saw you being happily greeted by Soda, giggling as he licked your face.

“Awwww I missed you too, my snuggle bear!” you beamed kissing its head before getting up and letting Joaquin pet his dog. You watched him, those two had an incredible bond; you saw it not only now but also every time you came to his home for dinner, to watch a movie or simply because you missed him.

“So, what are we cooking my dear vegan chief?” you put your hands on your hips, hungry and eager to start.

“Well, what do you want to eat?” he grinned putting his hands on the central counter, slightly leaning towards you.

“Why not some vegetables lasagna?” you suggested with an excited grin. He had been vegan for longer than you are, so naturally you loved when he gave you cooking lessons.

“Sure. It’s not a ten-minute thing you know? We’ll have to keep ourselves busy while it cooks.”

“Well it’s not like you were a boring guy.” You teased him, and he arched an eyebrow in return.

“I’m a boring guy.” He declared, shaking his head in disbelief.

“You’re not!” you instantly retorted with a giggle, smashing your hands on the counter.

“Yes I am! What are we gonna do? Like just talk or play or read, nothin’ exciting.” He replied modest, he always had a hard time understanding why people found him interesting.

“But you know I love doing those things with you! Come on let’s start cooking, boring man.” You gave him a big kiss on the cheek and went to take an apron for yourself and him. As your back was turned on him, you didn’t notice his little blush at your kiss; you often did it, but it still had the same effect on him.

The two of you started cooking, rarely talking and mostly focused on your tasks, washing and cutting the vegetables, preparing the pasta. But with Joaquin, often silence spoke better than words…you threw looks at each other, full of tenderness and playfulness. And of course, little smiles followed, but those were more discreet, shy…each time your fingers accidentally brushed over his, your heartbeat would increase and your cheeks get flushed; what you didn’t know is that Joaquin felt the same; just like he didn’t know about the growing affection you had for him.

“Here, put the layers of eggplant like that…” he indicted in a murmur, as if to not trouble the peaceful silence of the room. Joaquin moved to get the tomato sauce on your left side, his arms basically wrapping around you in the process. You didn’t know if you two were always so close, but you only noticed today or maybe Joaquin was being bit more tactile today…in any case you didn’t complain and you enjoyed it.

“Alright, now we let it cook for 45 minutes. Time to be patient.” Joaquin broke the silence; cleaning is hands on a dish towel. You took off your apron and smiled at him, already thinking of what you could do while it cooks.

“Let’s go in the garden; it will be soon dark. Let’s watch the sunset.” You suggested softly, Joaquin nodding with a little smile; he loved to spend time in nature, and even more when it was with you or his family. He followed you outside and Soda too, he was such a clingy dog and you loved it.

You went to sit in the grass and finally laid down, watching the many warm colors of the sky, slowly disappearing, letting a few stars appear…it was always a wonderful sight. Joaquin quietly joined you, laying down beside you, Soda resting his head on his belly, Joaquin’s fingers distractingly scratching its head. He felt your gaze on him and briefly met your eyes, you gave him a gentle smile, slightly blushing; he had caught you staring at him, once again.

The both of you stayed silent, focusing back on looking at the sky and listening to few birds that were still singing at dusk. You thought about this moment you were spending with Joaquin, all the moments you had been spending with him lately. There wasn’t a day where you didn’t at least call him; he was constantly part of your thoughts, how was he feeling? Did he think about you when you are not together? And in which way did he think about you? Could he feel more than friendship for you one day? You were pushed out of your thought by a soft and constant sound, finally realizing it was Joaquin who seemed to have fallen asleep, he was breathing deeply, almost sounding like a light snore.

You slowly shifted towards him, resting on your elbow. You detailed his peaceful face, his thick brows, his pouty lips with his unique scar, his silver hair…the most handsome silver fox you had ever met. You hesitated before slowly letting your fingers brush the features you loved so much.

“I love you…” you whispered, leaning forward to place a feather-like kiss on his cheek, right at the corner of his mouth. You wanted to kiss him, but who knows how he would react…you softly smiled and as gently as you could laid your head on his chest; listening to his heartbeat, you noticed how it was actually rather fast, he must have been really tired…

You quickly drifted off to sleep, lulled by his steady breathing. But that sleep was of a short time when you were awakened by the timer of the oven, it was ready and your nap close to Joaquin already over. You met Joaquin’s look as he realized how close your body was to his, you had really slept on him.

“Come on, let’s check our lasagnas before it burns.” You replied in a low tone, your eyes briefly lingering on his lips; you should go back inside before he asks why you were on him. And you got up, Soda following you eagerly. Joaquin watched you for a few seconds puzzled by the whole situation, he had to talk about this, no matter how uncomfortable it would be. He soon reached you in the kitchen, you were taking out the plate from the oven and put it down on the counter with a smile.

“Damn that looks great! We’re going to-” but you were interrupted by the face your friend made; he looked nervous and careful. “What is it?”

“I heard what you said. Back in the garden.”

You opened and closed your mouth several times, not knowing what to say “Oh…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make un-…” he cut you off by putting his hand on yours, his thumb soothingly stroking your skin.

“Hey, it’s all good! I just want to talk about it...” He flashed you a little smile, perhaps himself a bit nervous and licking his lips before speaking “I like you too…very much.” He started, looking at you to assess your reaction to his words. Your eyes detailed his face, he was waiting for your reaction and honestly you didn’t know how to react. Was he really telling you that the feeling is mutual?

“Huh…really? Very much?” you pushed to make sure you had understood correctly.

“Yes, I…I think I’m in love with you.” He clarified, scratching the back of his head, yes it was a bit uncomfortable to talk about that but if that meant a chance to end up together, he was willing to. Your heart missed a beatt, you pinched your lips together to stop squealing in joy like a crazy girl, but it made you so happy. You moved your fingers to lightly caress the back of his hand, a little smile slowly forming on Joaquin’s face.

“Well, why don’t we make this dinner our first date?” you suggested sweetly, kissing his cheek. Joaquin met your eyes, in the end it wouldn’t change much, you loved each other greatly already but he will finally be able to show you fully how much you mean to him.

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This is a late question and kind of an odd one, but more on the brewski/rotgut/hooch squadron and how living in a small coastal oregon town shaped their lives? Did it? Would they be the same people living elsewhere? Did Rotgut always live in the same place, or come in like a thunderstorm - basically, how environment shapes everyone (or doesn't!) as much or as little as you feel like talking about. Hopefully that's an interesting question!

yes this is certainly an interesting question!! i love it, it gives me lots to chew on, so thank you ... 

all three of them were raised in their small town .... brewski and rotgut have been best friends since the first grade. i dont think rotgut would ever have made the decision to live in such a small town voluntarily. technically she is old enough to move out but she continues to live with her family due to her grandparents needing to be taken care of in their old age. she does not blame them, but does definitely resent that she couldnt move out and go do things with her life as soon as she wanted.

their town is based off several very small oregon towns ive visited on the coast... their town is small enough that it doesnt have its own school, or hospital, etc etc, and the only grocery store theyve got is more of a convenience store tbh. their town’s three things its got going for it is a hotel and restaurant and further down the highway, a golf course,which all three of them hate and love to make fun of the tourists who go there (hooch works at the hotel and brewski at the gold course ... neither of them are particularly personable to the customers and openly hate their jobs but there arent loads of people around to replace them so theyre not really gonna get fired any time soon)

if anyone wants actual groceries or to even feel like theyre in a real town for a while, hooch (the only one of the three of them who owns a car) drives them thirty minutes north to a slightly bigger town

(anyone i know closely irl probably knows already exactly which town in particular i am basing this off of lmao)

out of the three of them, hooch is probably the one that arguably enjoys living there the most. even though he can be aggressive and disruptive, he enjoys fishing and the laid back atmosphere .... he is honestly terrified of what the world expects of him as he gets older, and living in such a slow-paced town makes him feel less rushed. unfortunately, this also means that he is less willing to challenge himself for the better in a lot of ways. he definitely also gets restless and likes seeing new things, but at the end of the day he relishes familiarity

brewski is very similar in some ways, but i think she is more in the middle between hooch and rotgut in terms of wanting to leave town ... she constantly wishes her life was different , but she isnt entirely sure in what ways yet or how to make things happen for herself. this lack of understanding of herself is definitely a huge contributor to her stick in the mud attitude. she knows she wants something in her life to change, but being that she doesnt know what or how to change it, she quickly becomes frustrated and sits by her “why bother” attitude. she has thought a lot about moving out and perhaps moving to a city but  that idea is just as terrifying to her as it is exciting, so nothing really happens with that

both of them are also somewhat socially awkward people but i dont think i could attribute this entirely to just living in a small town, being that theyre both just generally morons who are terrified of challenging themselves but also wanna Look Cool

and rotgut ... just wants to get the hell outta dodge asap. she sees how there are some people who have lived in that small town all their lives and the idea of that happening to her absolutely scares the crap out of her. she hates the idea that she might die without having seen more of the world and without doing something good and significant for society. and as much as she loves her friends brewski and hooch very dearly, she also sees how unwilling they are to push themselves and how both of them seem to revel being downers and sometimes she will wake up in a cold sweat at night at the thought that she might become that too if she spends much more of her life in such a slow, hopeless, isolated little town. 

i guess to put it more simply, brewski and hooch are more likely to settle with what they have because that’s what they know and rotgut is NOT about that life and sees small town life as more isolating and restrictive than familiar and comforting