#like yeah them getting a house is alright but i dont think they'd be able to comfortably live in one

[puppy-steve]

wayne and eddie would be offended and insulted if the government tried to offer them a house after everything is settled.

there's absolutely nothin' wrong with living in a trailer or trailer park, wayne insists. eddie agrees and can't see himself living in anything else. he grew up in a trailer and by god he'll die in one too (hopefully not until he's at least in his 80s the next go around)

wayne tells them that a two bedroom double wide would be just fine, thank ya kindly.

[ideasarestuckinmyhead]

a short story where sugarboo comes home with a new back and spine tattoo done out of straight impulse.

My impulsiveness told me to do it-

I was trying to figure out what back and spine tattoos Boo might get. Idk how tattoos work so bare w me.

Uuuhhh implied suggestive stuff at end bc someone now. Backshots (not Auron's sadly) goes crazy w back n spine tattoos

So this is what I think would be cool!

Boo felt tired and sore, but the tattoo's they got made them really happy. When passing the new tattoo shop, they just HAD to get it.

The beautiful spine detail and bones made them remember of a cryptic Seth told them about. The color made them think of Alphonse's hair in dark mode and normal mode.

Boo was really surprised how fast the tattoo artist got these done. With a few breaks in between, Boo was able to become friends with most of the tattoo artists. Saying they'd bring any baked goods they want if they ever come to Sugarboo's bakery.

Pulling up to the house, Boo saw their boys chatting. Seth who was working on his motorcycle in the garage waved at Boo. Alphonse who had his back turned, whipped his head and gave a big smile.

"There you are Boo!" Greeting his partner, he opened the driver side door. Giving him a quick thanks Boo slowly got out and hissed a bit.

Their new tattoo was still a but sore but, the tattoo artists told them how to take care of it correctly. Even selling Sugarboo products since it was the only place that sold them.

"You alright Sugar? Is your back hurting again from bending over?" Gently asking, Seth wiped his hands as he walked up to the other two. Shaking their head Boo laughed awkwardly, his do they explain this.

"So I got a surprise right?" These words made Alphonse and Seth look at them. The pinkeete peaked into he car, and quirked a brow.

"Really? What is it?" Asking Boo, Alphonse went to the passenger side door and opened it. Grabbing the bad with a curious look, Seth came closer to Sugarboo.

"Yeah, usually you dont give surprises unless its-" Trying to connect the dots, Seth was interrupted by Alphonse gasping. Pointing at Boo who gave him a sheepish smile.

"YOU GOT A TATTOO??" Shouting he came to them quickly. And began asking if they were okay, along with if they needed anything.

"Yup! So, uh surprise?" Questioning themselves, they saw Seth sigh and give them a look. One they usually get when they do something really impulsive without telling them.

"Sugar, we could have helped you get into the car and drive you here- Al, calm down." Snapping slightly, Seth looked at the pastel punk who was looking at the receipt

"Boo, I love you but a back and spine tattoo done on the same day?? Babe, that must hurt like hell!" Worried Alphomse started looking them over. Boo chuckled feeling guilty but Seth patted Al's back.

"Let Sugar talk." Sternly saying, the pinkeete paused and then looked at his partner. Sugarboo gave Seth a thankful look before starting to explain.

"I always wanted one and because theres a new tattoo place I decided to get it done! I didnt work today and I thought why not?" Telling the truth, both men nodded listening. It was true Boo was sad they'd have to take like a long time off since the closes tattoo artist was in the city. But now since people are coming here theres different shops now.

"Okay, we understand. But still, ya could have told one of us or gotten someone to help ya get home." Chiding Seth came forward helping Boo to the house. Alphonse followed carring the bag and would help but ask.

"What does it look like?" Asking his partner, who smirked and giggled a bit. This caught both of the attentions.

"You'll see soon once its healed~" Implying something dirty, Al snorted and Seth shook his head. Sugarboo wanted to say that was able a reason why they wanted it. Since their backshots were gonna go wild now-

[beea-idiot56]

Cakes and Kisses || Childe x reader ||

Usually Y/n didn't do “special” things for their loved ones.

While yes they wouldn't hesitate to jump in and do absolutely anything for him, but getting up early, putting a little too much effort in, and sacrificing their own well being would be on the list for ‘id do that but no’. It may come off as rude, or selfish, but truthfully it was just because they knew they'd be able to show her love in other ways. After all, their love language was touchy, and most of the time their partner didn't mind.

Today was different though, it wasn't a special occasion, or a birthday, or anything of the sort; but they were already up early in the morning to run a mile and it happened to give them more energy then take. So when they got home, they decided to bake a cake for their loved one, Childe. Y/n had taken a shower, gotten dressed, and then slipped their wet hair into a ponytail high on their head and slipped on an apron. they was careful not to step on the creaky parts of their and Childes home as they walked, they didn't want him to wake up and ruin the surprise.

Apparently though, their cat had other plans. As they were walking back to the counter, with all of the pots, pans, and utensils in hand, their cat had walked in front of them effectively tripping them and sending all the pots and pans across the house and onto the hardwood floor. Making a loud smash. “Fucking hell-” y/n muttered as they, as silently as possible, picked up all the things they had dropped.

Yet that did not stop childe from rushing into the kitchen a few moments later; out of breath, bed hair, and wide eyes. They met eyes as y/n desperately picked up everything trying to hide the very obvious cake pan behind their back so he wouldn't see.

“Are you okay?” he had asked, rushing forward and kneeling down, taking their chin and turning it side to side looking for scratches. y/n laughed and shook their head,

“Just my pride” they laughed before running a hand in his hair, shaking it before standing up, “go ahead and head back to sleep, i'm sorry for waking you.” they smiled nervously holding their hand up to help him up.

“No its fine, i was starting to wake up anyways.” he said before looking at the hand behind her back. “Whatcha got there?” he asked trying to circle around his loved ones shoulder trying to get a glimpse of what they possessed.

“Cat food!” y/n blurted trying to desperately attempt childe to go do something else so they would have time to at the very least, get the cake in the oven.

“Yeah okay” childe said, making Y/n sigh heavily in reliefe. That was until he very quickly turned on his heel and reached around y/n pulling them into a hug, effectively stealing the cake pans and mixer. His heart melted as he slowly released y/n from the hug they were trying to squeeze their way out of.

“Awhhhhh, sweetssss, were you going to make me a cake?” he cued staring at the pan affectionally. y/n whined loudly before leaning thei head against the childe's chest and nodding pitifully. Childe laughed and patted their back,

“it's alright darling, we can bake it together!” childe smiled and spoke loudly as he patted their back and came his hands in between their wet hair. “But it was supposed to be a surprise for youuuuu” y/n pouted wrapping their arms around his neck, which was a few inches above their shoulders.

“Thats fine dont worry!” he smiled, “it'll be better if we make it together. More memories!” Y/n stared up at his bright blue eyes trying to find any hints of hesitance. Surely, after being scared the shit out of, he wouldn't have wanted to bake a cake. l especially considering it was like, 7am. After just seeing stars in his eyes thinking about the possibility of baking something with them, y/nfinally caved,

“finney” they mumbled; sending the child's hands in the air and a loud woop from his throat. Childe gave Y/n a quick peck on her lips to which they very much so revered from muttering something about “morning breath”. they watched as he basically jumped around the kitchen gathering all the things they needed.

He didn't usually cook, only when they were especially tired, or if it was their birthday or something. they USUALLY didn't trust him in the kitchen. He could catch fish and cook them just fine, but when it came to absolutely anything else? Absolutely not. Whether it be as simple as flipping a pancake - which he was extremely overzealous with and got it stuck to the ceiling- or just simply boiling water -he put it on low “accidently”-, he was very, very, very prone to making mistakes. And on the other hand, y/n was quick in the kitchen. They multitasked well, and they could handle a large meal and the stress of it(Childe folded under pressure if it was anything more than one main dish). So they were usually the preferred option for cooking food.

So y/n was a bit skeptical about letting him bake an entire cake with them. Though, they would be watching so it wouldn't be too terrible. y/n gathered the eggs and the other liquids quietly putting them on the counter. they got a smaller bowl and cracked the egg flat on the counter, opening it into the small bowl. y/n checked it for blood and shells before pouring it into the bigger bowl.

Childe came over and wrapped his arms around their waist before reaching for the other egg. y/n let him crack it and put it in the small bowl. No shell, and no blood. He picked it up and put it into the large bowl before smiling(which they felt because he tended to breathe out of his nose in a short puff before he smiled, and well, y//n could feel his breath on their neck). they laughed a bit before petting his head. y/n handed the whisk to him as they held the bowl, nodding for him to whisk it. He started to stir it like a spoon. “Not like that silly '' y/n smiled, resting her hand around his and gently moving it in the correct motions of whisking. He made a small “oh” noise and kept going, getting a little zealous with the motion. So they quickly pushed his hand away. And started gathering all the dry ingredients.

While they were following the instructions on a box) they didn't have all the ingredients for a homemade cake so a box cake will have to suffice). Childe got the flour out, along with another bowl, and a measuring cup. He smiled before taking the flour and pressing his finger into it. Childe then walked over to Y/n , who was very quiet as they focused on the instructions, trying to figure out what jobs they were going to let childe do and what they'd take over, he very carefully, put the flour on their nose. out of shock she squeaked and looked at it before looking at childe, who was laughing his ass off.

“AJAX!!! I JUST TOOK A SHOWER” they half yelled, half sternly scolded, despite the fact they felt their mouth's corner tip upwards in a smile.

“Im sorry- the- the temptation was just t-to much. '' he gasped out as he laughed, doubling over. He couldn't help himself apparently. Smiling y/n grabbed the bag of flour before taking a small portion and throwing it in his hair. they, after doing this, started to laugh their ass off as they put the bag on the counter. He screamed dramatically, grabbing his head.

“MY BEAUTIFUL HAIR!!” he yelled, obviously just being dramatic to be dramatic. This made them laugh even harder as they felt tears prickle the corners of their eyes, grabbing the counter for support. Childe kept laughing as shook the flour of his hair, making it rain flour everywhere.

“CHILDE!!” they yelped, still laughing. “The floors all dirty now!!” they pouted at him. He looked at them before smiling and kissing her forehead, to which she leaned back from, knowing it was just a ploy to get his flouring hair all over their face, which they were not up to. He smiled before grabbing their waist and pulling them in.

“It's fineeee, I'll clean it once we get the cake in the oven,” he laughed as they smiled, shaking their head. The rest of the baking went,,, better. Not great, there was still teasing, and flour tossing, and maybe a few dropped pieces of batter. But at last, at the forfeit of a clean kitchen.

The cake was in the oven and y/n now had the job of cleaning it all. they got right to work, taking a towel and wetting it before starting to wipe down the counter. Until they felt themself being straight up picked up. She laughed and kicked as childe walked them over to the little island in their kitchen.

“NOPE! I said I would clean and will uphold my promises!!” he smiled before taking the towel out of their hand. He splashed their nose with the water attached to the rap making them yelp and flinch, which he simply laughed at. they sighed at him before sitting down. In all truth, the adrenaline of the run earlier in the morning was starting to wear off and their legs had started to get tired. So they watched their hands folded and their head in the nook of her elbow, as childe cleaned, making surprisingly quick work of it.

“Since when could you clean?” they laughed as he came over and leaned on the island opposite to them. “Hmm, 3 little siblings tend to teach you a thing or two about cleaning” he giggled before taking the rag and gently wiping off her nose, which still held the crime scene of his earlier atrocities.

“Oh, thank you” they smiled her eyes closing at the soft feeling of the cool water and soft rag. He smiled and nodded leaning on the counter and just staring at his loved one. He went down and placed another kiss on their forehead, to which they giggled at, making him do it again and again until they had to sit up and shook him off laughing loudly.

Childe laughed as well and walked over to their side and sat on the chair next to them leaning over and placing his head in their lap. It wasn't exactly comfortable, but it didn't matter too much to him. they simply ran her fingers through his hair and hummed to the music that they had started to play earlier. y/n looked outside the window and watched the birds as they flew, while he stared at his partner.

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This was my self indulgent little one shot i wrote for myself and had to go back in and change all the pronouns and names it was greattttt

anyways this is my fav troupe to have every trouped so i hope you enjoyed it toooo!