#marcus was so proud of his kid both then and now

[hoperays-song]

Homework Help

12 year old Johnny, doing his science homework at the kitchen table: Dad, what’s competition in biology again? 

Marcus, cooking dinner: Oh, um, ok. So, say you have a sandwich and I need your sandwich, but I don't have anything to give you. You're not just gonna give it to me, are you? 

 Johnny, clearly confused: I would just give it to you though dad, especially if you need it. 

Marcus, choking up: Okay- 

[sunshine-zenith]

So, um, I guess that awkward dinner between the Wellses and the Fairywinkle-Cosmas is more likely to happen now

Angela and Marcus: so, Peri, what is it you do for work?

Peri, who spent the last three nights sleeping on his parents' couch: well I *starts sobbing into the homemade french fries*

In all seriousness I have so many thoughts about this episode and that scene and these two and Imma use this ask to get them out. Spoilers below

So like, we all saw this coming, right? Dev has never treated Peri all that well and Peri became frustrated with him two seconds in. I sincerely hope Peri stays Dev's godparent because they are such a fun duo with so much potential, but wow they were both screwed over when they got assigned each other. A lot of people have pointed this out, but it really isn't fair that Peri got assigned a hard case for his first godchild. He should've been given someone like Hazel or maybe even like Chester from the original series -- a kid that needs someone for emotional support, of course, but is also arguably well adjusted otherwise. Dec, meanwhile, does not need wish fulfillment -- he's rich, wishing for the "perfect cupcake" won't make him happy when he can just as easily have his robot au-pairs doordash him some cupcakes. He needs a therapist, and to be removed from the harmful situation he's in (IE the neglectful, emotionally stunted, and emotionally abusive father)

Part of why Dev wishing Peri away is so sad is because Peri is actually trying. I don't think he dislikes Dev, even if he's out of his depths dealing with him -- he looks overjoyed and relived when he hugs Dev in the Fairy World episode, and once it becomes clear Dev's birthday was a bust, he offers to do what he can to make it better.

The other reason why its so sad is because Dev can't accept that Peri is trying. He's a miserable child who's never had anyone even try to to teach him emotional regulation. He's understandably hurt and pissed off and probably freaked out when he finds his fathers "secret evil lair," and so he lashes out before anyone can explain things to him. He also probably lashes out because he doesn't know how to handle friendship and support (which Hazel and Peri were offering) and even if he did, they aren't the ones he wants it from, Dale is (they're also safer options for him to lash out at that Dale. Hazel has been kind and forgiving, and Peri is magically bound to try and make Dev happy. He knows on some level that they won't hurt him, and so he knows that they won't hurt him back)

And, well, maybe controversial opinion, but Cosmo and Wanda probably contributed a little to things falling apart slightly. Peri had problems with Dev before he knew his parents were around, but his parents definitely add to his frustration -- they treat him like a little kid, undermine his authority, and probably add to the tension he feels, while also being two people he wants to impress. He spent the beginning of O:BT clearly disengaged with things while Cosmo, Wanda, and Hazel greet Dev, before he whisks them away to show off his new digs. He's such a delightful and relatable take on a young adult who's low contact with their parents while also clearly loving them and wanting to make them proud (He turned off his equivalent of Find My iPhone and was terrified of them finding out about him becoming a godparent, but he also specifically calls godparenting "the family business," choosing it over what would've likely been a more lucrative career with the Tooth Fairy)

(Plus like, Dev constantly being around a set of parents who love their kid while his father is more loving to his boots that his own child has gotta suck)

That said, I don't think Cosmo and Wanda are at fault -- they need to learn boundaries and to come to terms with the fact that their baby isn't a baby anymore, but otherwise, they're loving and supportive. They're more experienced that Peri and could probably give him genuine guidance. They just gotta step back and let Peri do his thing, grow his confidence and learn from his mistakes (which he is making and will continue to make -- he's new, to both godparenting and likely to childcare in general. Plus, even though the show hasn't explored it -- yet -- Peri likely has a unique perspective on godparenting given that he was born to a set of active godparents and raised alongside their human godkid as siblings).

Dev and Peri as a duo are a delight because of how messy they are -- the traumatized iPad kid who's honestly an asshole but an asshole for a reason, and the underprepared and underestimated grown up Baby Of The Family, both of who have family issues that almost clash in how different -- but valid -- those issues are

...Returning to the original point, I wanna see both of them interact with Angela and Marcus, if only to see how they interact with a set of reasonable parents who respect their children as individuals and have largely positive relationships with them

(lastly, really quick, I wanna shout myself out for a moment here for making a comic about the Sad Rich Kid Rival of Cosmo and Wanda's godkid being upset about the whole two fairies vs one fairy thing months before ANW aired. I got the kids in question wrong but I was right in guessing someone would think it was unfair)

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Forevermore

Armando

Taking another swig, I clenched my jaw as the burning Don Julio glided effortlessly down my throat. Staring at the mess around me, I shuffled my feet groggily to go answer the ping of the annoying doorbell. Opening the door for Mike and Marcus, I turned back toward my liquor cabinet ignoring their concerned words as I popped the cap. “Armando! I know you fucking hear me.” Mike spat as I eyed him carelessly. “Why are you here?” “Dee sent us here to make sure you were ok since you weren’t picking up her or Papi’s calls. She was ready to file a missing persons report.” “Oh now she gives a fuck?” I gritted cursing her in Spanish as I trekked to my couch to have a seat. “Look, man, imma give you some privacy and space, but please check in so they know you’re safe.” “Why the fuck should I? I’m a grown man, I can take care of myself.” “I’m just tryna help, don’t be like that.” “I don’t need your fucking help.” “Whatever, we tried, Mike. Just leave his stinking ass alone. You need a damn shower. Fonky ass.” Marcus ranted as Mike sighed signaling for them to exit while I swallowed the brown liquor and silently cried.

**THE DAY BEFORE**

5:35 PM

Just finishing up my paperwork from today’s case, I once again pulled the ring box from my pocket and admired its beauty and color as it related to my woman. Diamonté is just that for me. A woman. Not preoccupied with the trivial bullshit or drama that comes with life. She makes me want to grow for her, be better for her and our son and any future kids. She’s my happiness. I feel whole with her and I hope she’ll complete me further and take this ring. Smiling, I wiped a stray tear before interruptions of a throat clearing woke me from my daze. “Nice ring. You got something you wanna ask me?” Mike smiled as I chuckled at his joke. “I’m gonna ask her to be my wife tonight.” I confirmed causing his immediate smile.

Gesturing for a genuine hug, I got up and met his arms as he laughed and patted my back. Taking a step back to ogle me, he rubbed my shoulder in appreciation as he spoke. “I know we aren’t the closest and we might be new to this father and son relationship, but from the the bottom of my heart I’m really proud of you, Armando. Forreal, man.” Feeling the sting of tears in both our eyes, we shared another warming embrace before he released me to retreat home.

Walking inside her house, I kicked my shoes and walked upstairs to greet mi familia as they playfully danced and laughed. “No, mommy, like this!” Papi chuckled showing her some dance on TikTok that they called tripping out. Watching her struggle to get it, I chuckled making my presence known as AJ ran to me. “Daddy, come come! You have to try this dance!” Setting my bags down, I watched in amusement as he showed me the mysterious dance he so excitedly wanted me to learn. Sticking my arms high as he instructed, I thrusted my hips awkwardly to the beat as she covered her mouth in laughter. “Sí? Like this?” I asked biting my lip and feeling the rhythm. “Maybe next time, papa.” He chuckled moving me away before I picked him up tickling his sides.

9:51 PM

Stepping out of the steaming shower, I wiped off the fogged mirror and took a deep breath as my nervousness increased. Tonight’s the night, Armando, you got this. I coached as I rolled on my deodorant and threw in a few hits of her favorite cologne. Cleaning up my facial hair, I gelled my hair back and put on my chain before heading to the closet to get dressed. Buttoning up my shirt, I fit my suit on before securing the ring to my jacket pocket. Grabbing the car keys, I got in my car and rode back to her house to pick her up. Wish me luck…

Sitting across from her at dinner, I kissed her hand as I took in how delicious she looked tonight. “You look so beautiful, bebita.” I simpered leaning in to steal a kiss from her as she blushed. “Thank you, baby. And thank you so much for this. I really needed it.” “I know, baby, has everything been ok?” “Yes, really wonderful actually.” Smiling, I kissed her once more before we placed our orders for tonight. Sharing in laughter and conversation over our meal, I got more and more nervous as time progressed to the big moment. “Are you ready for dessert, mi corazón?” “Mmmhm, I want a big slice of you.” She purred leaning in to nibble on my neck perfectly basking in our private quarters. “Not just yet, my love. But trust me, I’m more than yours.” I groaned against her lips.

Watching the waitress smile as she set the dessert on the table, I bit my lip as I watched her turn to face the plate as it read ‘Will You Marry Me?’. Looking up in confusion, she covered her mouth in shock as I got up from my seat to kneel in front of her at the table. “Diamonté, you’ve made my world so peaceful and special. Being with you is one of the biggest blessings to my life. I don’t know what I would do without you and Papi and I never want to know a lifetime without you two. I love you more than I can even say but this is the best way I can say it. Will you marry me, baby?” I asked taking hold of her shaking hand as I pulled out the ring. “Oh my god.” She cried as I caressed her cheek. “What do you say?” I waited nervously for her answer. “I-I…” Snatching her hand away, she ran away crying as I slowly stood in disbelief.

11:08 PM

Furrowing my brows, I fought my anger and hurt as I squeezed the box in my hand and contemplated chasing after her. Feeling in my gut that it would be best to do the opposite, I flagged the waitress and paid for our meal before trekking to my car and sitting in silence. Watching her come out from the restaurant in tears, I felt my heart start to soften before remembering prior events and throwing back on my veil of anger. Getting in the car, I pulled off in silence on the way back to her place. “Arma-“ “Don’t.” I spat coldly swerving through traffic to get her home and far as I can away from her. Crying softly to herself, I gripped the wheel as I focused further on the road.

Pulling into her driveway, I reclined into the seat staring out the window as she sniffled. “Will you please just le-“ “Did you even fucking love me, Diamonté? Huh?! Were you truly in love me at all? Or were you just looking for a father to your kid?” I ranted coldly as my blood boiled recalling everything I’ve ever done for her. Gasping, she smacked her full force across my face. Shaking with rage, I watched her grabbed her purse and step out. “I always fucking loved you, Armando, HOW DARE YOU!?! You never even gave me a chance to explain and now paternity is being called into question?! Are you fucking serious right now?! My answer was yes, but looking back maybe it’s right that I didn’t say anything. Go to hell!” She seethed breaking my spirit and ego as she slammed the door causing the window to shatter. Skidding off without a word, I wiped my teary eyes as I felt the gravity of my actions collapsing on me. “FUCK!!!!”

Diamonté

Running into the house, I kicked my shoes off my aching feet as I wept and ran upstairs. Bolting into the bathroom, I emptied the rest of tonight’s horrific dinner into the toilet bowl and continued crying my makeup off. “So much for a fucking surprise!” I cried in agony as I silently thanked God that Mike was watching AJ so he wouldn’t see me this way. Tonight was supposed to be so wonderful and not just for the goddamn proposal. For once I was in a beautiful place in my life with my intelligent little boy, the man I loved, and the news that I was once again carrying his bundle of joy. Now I feel anything but as I continue to throw up and cry wishing I was on the deepest corner of Earth away from him. I had it all planned on how I thought it would go. I even told Mike so that he and his wife Christine could watch Papi for the rest of the week while we celebrated our triumphs. So fucking much for a plan.

Finally gaining the strength to get up from the toilet, I wiped my mouth and brushed my teeth before ridding myself of my dress and makeup. Warming a bubble bath, I set up my phone on the speaker and slowly descended as the beautiful vocals of Jhené Aiko attempted to serenade me out of heart break. Bathing myself as I could do nothing but cry, I released the bath water and put on some fresh chill clothes before leaving to go collect my baby from Mike’s. I needed my child at this moment.

Pulling into his driveway, I knocked and waited patiently. Watching him open the door in confusion he hugged me before addressing me. “Heyyy what are you doing here? You’re supposed to be celebrating.” “Is AJ asleep? I came to pick him up.” I said weakly. “U-Uhhh yea I’ll go get him.” “Thank you.” I mumbled trying not to cry. Standing at the door as I didn’t wanna intrude, I watched Mike carry out my sleeping angel in his superhero pajamas. Taking hold of him, he stirred a little before looking up. “Mommy?” “It’s me, baby boy. I’m right here, go back to sleep.” I smiled rocking him in my arms as I turned to leave. “Hey, Dee, wait up.” “Yes?” “Look, I don’t know what all is going on with you and Armando, but just trust God and give it some time. Try calling him tomorrow ok?” Nodding as fresh tears cascaded yet again, he gently hugged me before kissing AJ’s head and helping us situate in the car. Paying him appreciative words, I waved goodbye as I pulled off and headed back home. So much for a plan.

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[definitelynuwonhere]

What Type of Artist I Think the Redactedpeeps Are - Part 3

I’m proud of this one ngl. What says you pookie? @brainrotcharacters (pls tell me when this starts getting annoying)

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Damien - Like Huxley, Damien is also a photographer, but mostly focuses on photo journalism. Because I figured it suited his activist nature. I like the idea of both him and Huxley being photographers but each representing a different perspective that balance eachother out. Because when Damien sees things as they are Huxley views things through rose-colored lenses. And i think that just makes their relationship more special. Damien grounds Huxley, and he in turn, helps Damien slow down and appreciate the beauty that was right in front of him.

Baabe - Is a Mural Painter, like those pretty works on boardwalks and shit, they do those. They’re the classic overalls-clad with paint splatter all over that Asher fell to his knees for.

Freelancer - Similiar to Ash’s mate, they are a Graffiti Artist. Ion have much of an explanation for it, it was just the vibe they gave off.

Dear - I wanted them to match Lasko’s freak and I think Set Designer does the trick. Their sweaty figured leaning against the backstage curtain with a sketchbook and a pencil between their ear that Lasko always found so attractive, while he sat front row of the audience buried in his papers.

Anton - Wood Worker. Man’s got a workshop and everything. Kids in the area ended up nicknaming him ‘Santa Claus’ because he often carved out toys he and ‘My Love’ handed out over the holidays (And lets be honest he prolly does look like Santa’

Marcus - Is a Modern Sculptor. I was gonna take the opportunity to shit on him I wasn’t gonna disrespect art like that. Marcus is single minded, and will always lock in when he’s completed his vision, and while people rarely ever get his work, he’s still proud of himself (He also talks to his sculptures)

Brian - Writer. Brian from that one audio he was in feels like a writer who at first found such passion but over time and pressure from publishing companies is now just fighting for a live-able wage and to finish his contract. Brian who can never find the time to enjoy and share his stories to his family. Brian who used to spend his days writing away in his study so he can spend his nights sharing his stories to his kids (THIS IS MY HEADCANON OK)

[iluvcarmzatto]

Unknown Feelings

Characters: Carmy x Fem!reader, Richie, Sydney, and some of the other staff

Summary: Carmen and y/n both have feelings for each other and everybody on the bear staff knows it. They always say something but you guys kind of just laugh it off, this time, Carmy finally sits you down and talks to you about it.

Warnings: fluff, cursing

A/n: I’ve never done any like this ever lmaoo. I just love this show and these characters sm I decided to do a quick little fic. If you have any suggestions or give me any plots you want me to do pls lmk!💗

“Corner!” You echoed through the walls of the tight but sufficient kitchen. As soon as you put your pot of sauce down on the stove you turned on the heat and started stirring it. You were really proud of the sauce you made, you thought it turned out really good and just needed to be heated.

“Chef! How is that sauce comin’ along?” Carmy’s voice came from behind you and startled you a little but it was nice to hear his voice.

“It’s going good! I thought you were supposed to say “behind!” when one chef is behind another, chef Carmen.” You raised one brow while smiling. Carmy chuckled and made you laugh some more talking about something he saw last night.

Sydney and Richie made eye contact and pursed their lips. Richie clapped his hands loudly, “Hey hey hey! This is all fuckin sweet and amazing and I’m glad you two are having a good ole time over there but cousin we have work to do”

Carmy glared at Richie. “I’m just saying what all of us in this kitchen are thinking.” Richie said. You just laughed at it and touched Carmy’s shoulder to let him know to brush it off and to not get too mad. That always works temporarily because Richie and Carm always find a way to get under the each other’s skin.

“Unc!” Sugar said and you turned around, you beamed at the old man who you had known ever since you were a kid growing up with Mikey, Carmy, Richie, and Sugar. “Hey unc” you said as you went in for a hug. “Hey my dolls” , he said hugging you and sugar both with one in each arm.

Richie was blanking out and stood there in the middle of the kitchen. “Aye Richie! What the fuck are ya doing ya fuckin bum, I’m not payin all of ya especially you two,” as he points at Richie and Carmy, to sit on yalls asses all day.” You laughed at your uncle cursing out Richie and Carmy and so did Sugar and Sydney.

“Alright old man, Jesus!” Said Richie annoyed.

You continued your day like any other with cooking, making sure the orders are right, and cleaning up. You and Sydney had taste tested some of Marcus’ divine doughnuts and gave him his praise.

You were on family later that today which meant that you were going to be there for a while since so you were cooking for the staff.

You decided to step into Carmy’s office because that’s where the water dispenser was. You hadn’t noticed it but you became very dehydrated.

Carmy walked in, “hey y/n” “hey carm what’s up!” You smiled. He smiled back. He looked at your face and realized how beautiful you were even in the uniform. You were honestly the girl of his dreams.

Your curls falling down perfectly in place, your smile, your smell. You laughed nervously, “Are you okay?” Wondering why he was staring for so long. “Huh?” Oh yeah, I’m good.” “Y/n? Can we talk?” “Sure of course!” Kind of nervous what was going to come out of his mouth you sat down lump in your throat.

“Y/n have you ever felt soul connected to someone?” “Like you would do anything for them, even die for them. You were puzzled at first wondering why he was asking that question. You scooted closer to him, legs touching. “Of course, I mean I feel like that with you.”

His eyes widened, he’s had girlfriends and crushes before, sure, but nothing like this, you’re the type of person he would marry if he could like today right now.

He smiled. “Me too.” And before you knew it he grabbed your face slowly and pulled you in for a long kiss.

In these moments when you were kissing you felt like it was just you two, no one else in the world could break you from this kiss. You got up and took his shirt off. Your cold hands on his warm biceps and abs.

He didn’t flinch once at the touch of your cold hands.

“Hey cousin! Do you have-“ Sure enough, Richie walked in. You yelped and quickly let go of Carm. “Hey cousin get the fuck out!” Carm said “Oh shittt!” “Sydney! I called it!” Sydney came around the corner. “Oh shit!” Richie laughed.

A/n: yall ik this was super short and there was no fucking slow burn what so ever but this was my first ever fic and I wrote this months ago and was horrible at writing it needs a little work but yk LMK IF YALL WANNA SEE MORE STUFF LIKE THIS (IM ALSO WORKING ON A MIKEY FIC THAT IM EXCITED FOR YALL TO SEE :) PLS LMK IF U WANNA SEE A MIKEY FIC I NEED INPUT YALL LMAO

[berberriescorner]

That girl is not about to babysit all those damn kids please😭

AND ISSSS! If momma needs help, baby girl gon’ provide 👏🏾. The middle child will put in the work as well. As the oldest, Marcus gonna help too😂🤣!

No, but seriously. Little momma needs to chill on her mother. The lady of the house is more than capable of taking care of all her babies. Daddy Rio is completely comfortable with her being a full-time mommy🥰😍.

Little Ms. Mamas can chill. She can babysit to earn some extra allowance.

Here y’all go getting another continuation out of me😒😂:

“Mama? May I upgrade to the new iPhone that just dropped? Daddy said he was cool with it. He said I have to run it by you first.”

“We just got you a new MacBook and AirPods. No ma’am. You can upgrade when your birthday rolls around.”

She kisses her teeth, instantly regretting it as you give her that look.

“Not you trying to have an attitude? See, that’s y’all’s problem. You’re so used to getting whatever you want.”

“My birthday isn’t for another three months. Please, ma? It’s not like we can’t afford it.”

Did she just…I know she didn’t just say that? See, Rio this is what happens when there isn’t a balance. We've created spoiled little monsters.

You took a deep calming breath. Trying to keep from raising your voice.

Gentle parenting, Y/N. Remember to practice gentle parenting.

“Correction. It’s not like WE can’t afford it. We, meaning your father and me. You must be confused, baby girl. I didn’t know you paid bills around here.”

Your oldest daughter huffed and rolled her eyes. Rio had walked in just in time to catch what you said. Watching his daughters reaction let him know he needed to step in.

“Baby girl, you know Daddy loves you with everything in me. Peep this though. Two very important things you need to learn, baby. One, I know that’s your mother, but that’s my wife. Watch your tone, cut the dramatics, and respect her, darlin'. All that huffing and puffing gotta go. Chill on rolling those eyes.”

Your chest swelled with pride as you thought, “I know that’s right, papa.”

Rio continued, “Second lesson of the day. Life’s not fair, darlin’. Now I was cool with it, so long as your mama was. Given your reaction to what she said. I noticed something else you need to learn. You want something bad enough baby girl, hustle for it.”

Your daughter looked at him quizzically.

“You want the phone bad enough. Pay for it.”

“That would take all my saved allowance.”

Rio shrugged, “find a hustle, baby girl.”

“Yes, sir."

Realizing that her father was right, she spoke again, “Sorry for acting like a brat, mama. I understand what you both are saying. If I want it, gotta earn it.”

Dear Lord. He’s going to turn all these children into finesse kings and queens. I don’t know whether to be worried or proud. It couldn't hurt to be both, right?

You embraced your daughter and kissed the top of her head.

“Look, I’m not trying to be hard on you, but sometimes we need to find balance. Yes, we love spoiling you and your siblings, but we want you all to know how to go out and get it on your own.”

Hearing you impart wisdom to your daughter, placed a smile on your husband’s face. He kissed both his babies on the forehead.

“I'll tell you what. Come up with half. Daddy and I will pay the rest, deal?”

Her face lit up, as she bounced up and down excitedly.

“Thank you, Mommy! How can I earn my half?”

You started to give suggestions when she cut you off.

“How about I babysit for the next four date nights? Nana wouldn’t mind if I sat in for her.”

Rio chuckled, “I thought you hated watching your siblings?”

“I don’t hate it, daddy. I don’t love it either, but bread is bread.”

“I feel you little hustla. Baby girl said a win is a win. This is a proud daddy moment. Yeah, that works for me.”

Rio pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around your waist. Kissing your neck a few times, he asked, “That alright with you, mama?”

You sighed happily, loving his sweet embrace.

“That’s fine with me, baby,” you responded, turning to peck his lips.

“Eww! Please don’t have another baby.”

“Girl hush and go check on your sisters. It’s too quiet in this house. Probably doing something they're not supposed to.”

“Fine, but can I get five dollars for my time?”

“Y/D/N,” Rio said authoritatively.

“Yes, sir. I’m going,” she chuckled.

Rio waited for her to leave the room. His hands gripped you tighter, nibbling your ear.

“I say we give her one more sibling to look after. Six sounds like a good number to stop," he whispered trailing kisses down your neck.

“I’d say no, but you’re not going to listen. I’m tired of being pregnant,” you teased.

“You ain’t tired of making them though.”

[return-to-twisted-wonderland]

Idk what made me think this but here’s a new future kid to go with Malachite and the others. Meet Lapis, Malachite’s baby sister. She’s still in elementary so she wasn’t “summoned” like the rest but her favorite uncle Jade told her (what he could remember of the visit) and may have “encouraged” a potion maker to help the lil baby.

Day is going good, just Azul, Marcus, Malachite and the tweels in the vip lounge when the door is kicked in to reveal a VERY angry 6 year old with the chubbiest cheeks.

“You are so dead Malachite!” she screams, tackling the teen off the couch. As a fight starts the Octotrio are reminded of the tweels as children.

“Alright, that is enough!” Marcus yells, breaking them up by picking Lapis up.

“Malachite, would you like to explain?” Azul asked, taking the now teary eyed girl from his husband. Unexpectedly, she clings to him, and if he didn’t know better he’d compare her grasp to a suction cup.

“Not my fault I wanted a break from my bratty sister,” the teen grumbled. Sure he wanted some space since she constantly tried to visit him at school, but he wasn’t an ass that wanted her to cry.

The remaining occupants of the room turned to get a closer look at the sniffling girl in Azul’s arms. She had cute chubby cheeks, big watery silver blue eyes (which reminded the tweels of a certain baby octopus), her hair was pulled into pigtails and while it had Marcus’ texture the color was a neat match to Azul’s.

“Oh yeah, lil Takoyaki is a crybaby just like the big thing,” Floyd teased, earning a grumpy look from Azul.

“Shut it little eel! Or I’ll tell Papa and Daddy all about the jar incident!” Lapis shouted, putting on a brave face as she tried to stand up to the hyperactive eel. And oh boy did this get the tweels attention, no one outside the family, not even Azul, knew about the jar incident.

“Oh my, and how would you know about that little one?” Jade asked, looking a bit closer at the girl and spotting something dangling from her left ear. Was that…a mushroom?

“Jade told her,” Malachite groaned, finally getting off the floor.

“Uncle Jade is the bestest uncle in the world! He teaches me how to trade blackmail and we go on hikes! He even got us matching earrings, see?” And with that Lapis turned her head to show off the tiny red and white mushroom piercing her ear.

“She’s got blackmail on everyone and it’s such a pain in the-”

“Big brother, think about your words~. Do you want me to tell papa about the you know what you’re hiding?” Lapis gave a devious look that reminded everyone of Marcus when he gets mad.

“And what is he hiding sweetie?” Marcus asked, giving Malachite the side eye as the boy looked everywhere BUT his parents.

“I can’t tell you Papa, why get a cookie now when I could make a whole batch later? Uncle Jade taught me to be patience with my prey-I mean brother.” Oh. Oh no. That smile she was giving Malachite had serious Jade vibes. Just their luck, both Azul and Marcus’ kids love their Tweel uncles so much they take after them.

Some random facts I thought up for Lapis:

She an octopus mer like her Daddy. More specifically she’s a blue ring octopus. She’s actually kinda chubby like Azul used to be as a child and they bonded over this, and Azul tries to make sure she knows how pretty/cute she is.

Lapis 1000% is a daddy’s girl, for both her fathers. She always try’s her best to make them proud and think they are the best daddies ever.

Though they can but heads, Lapis ADORES her big brother. She can practically follow him around like a duckling at times, which can cause some annoyance for the teen. One time Lapis came home crying because a boy at her daycare called her fat and ugly (and made fun of her octopus form). That boy had to face her fathers/uncles/the Ramshackle group/and Malachite and his friends. This baby is like the most protected of all the NRC kids (helps that she’s one of the youngest).

Lapis loves Jade so much because when she was really little she was scared of the dark, and Jade gifted her some string lights shaped like mushrooms he had bough on impulse (his mushroom obsession can’t he stopped!). They bonded that day as Lapis hadn’t seen mushrooms before and asked Jade lots of questions.

Another siblings has joined! Marcus and Azul got another kid!

@the-broken-truth

[persephoneprice]

I saw a post of yours where you associate songs with the mentors. Are there any songs you associate with the tributes?

i’m so sorry this got buried

i’ll give you a song for each of the ones i have-

velvereen - northern attitude - noah kahan

Forgive my northern attitude / Oh, I was raised on little light

marcus - humble and kind - tim mcgraw

Hold the door, say please, say thank you / Don't steal, don't cheat, and don't lie / I know you got mountains to climb but / Always stay humble and kind

sabyn - the view between villages - noah kahan

Feel the rush of my blood / I'm seventeen again / I am not scared of death / I've got dreams again

teslee - hollow - noah kahan

And I've tried to hold my temper and obscure my rage / But these kids, they never act their age / And I've got one foot in the grave

mizzen - i bet on losing dogs - mitski

I bet on losing dogs / I know they're losing and I'll pay for my place by the ring / Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down / I'll be there on their side / I'm losing by their side

coral - shut up and fish - maddie and tae

Just a little push / 'Cause he couldn't just /Shut up and fish

otto - life is a highway - rascal flats

There's no load I can't hold / A road so rough, this I know / I'll be there when the light comes in / Just tell 'em we're survivors

ginnee - american teenager by ethel cain

Say what you want, but say it like you mean it / With your fists for once, a long cold war / With your kids at the front / Just give it one more day then you're done / I do it for my daddy and I do it for Dale / I'm doing what I want and, damn, I'm doing it well

treech - exile - taylor swift

I think I've seen this film before / And I didn't like the ending / You're not my homeland anymore / So what am I defending now?

lamina - marjorie

Never be so polite, you forget your power / Never wield such power, you forget to be polite

bobbin - robin - taylor swift

Long may you roar / At your dinosaurs / You're a just ruler / Covered in mud, you look ridiculous / And you have no idea

wovey - the best day - taylor swift

And now I know why the all the trees change in the fall / I know you were on my side / Even when I was wrong

panlo - amarillo sky - jason aldean

He just takes the tractor another round / And pulls the plow across the ground / And sends up another prayer / He says, "Lord, I never complain, I never ask 'Why?'/ Please don't let my dreams run dry / Underneath, underneath this Amarillo Sky"

sheaf - south dakota - gavn!

I'm going back to South Dakota / Hellbound in this old Toyota / It's the badlands that I call my home now / Guess it's fine that I'm on my own now

tanner - red dirt road - brooks and dunn

Yes, I've learned, I've come to know / There's life at both ends of that red dirt road

brandy - hell on hills - pistol annies

I'm hell on heels, say what you will / I done made the devil a deal / He made me pretty / He made me smart / And I'm gonna break me a million hearts / I'm hell on heels, baby, I'm comin' for you

reaper - long black train - josh turner

But you know there's victory in the Lord, I say / Victory in the Lord / Cling to the Father and His Holy name / And don't go ridin' on that long black train

dill - temporary home - carrie underwood

This is my temporary home / It's not where I belong / Windows in rooms that I'm passin' through / This is just a stop, on the way to where I'm going / I'm not afraid because I know this is my / Temporary home

lucy gray - the smallest man who ever lived

And I don't even want you back, I just want to know / If rusting my sparkling summer was the goal / And I don't miss what we had, but could someone give / A message to the smallest man who ever lived?

jessup - pink skies by zach bryan

If you could see 'em now, you'd be proud / But you'd think they's yuppies / Your funeral was beautiful / I bet God heard you comin'

[t1oui]

my headcanons about the weasley-wood family but i try to make them coherent

(side note - if you want more info about the oc kids i gave them in this fic, you can find said info here. there will be some inconsistencies, because i've changed some info about the weasley-wood family story since then, but most info is the same.)

percy never wanted kids as a child growing up in a family with (in his opinion) far too many kids.

oliver and percy got together in fourth year, so while oliver had had a few thoughts that it would be nice to have a big family he could play quidditch with, he didn't really think much about a future where that could actually happen.

after the war, they both took a different perspective on this issue after the war orphans fund was introduced and harry was all over it.

it started with them fostering kids. they took care of a few different children. only children and groups of siblings, infants and toddlers, etc. but then they met lucy and her half brother.

lucy was two, but her infant brother was too young to have a name by the time he and lucy's parents were killed. because they felt weird just calling him the baby or lucy's brother, they nicknamed him skye after where oliver grew up.

this is really when they got attached, because how are they supposed to let go of lucy and skye after this? after giving skye a name and lucy her first broom? (yes, she was only two, but this is oliver wood we're talking about, so who's really surprised? at least percy was able to talk oliver into not letting her fly alone.)

a year after they officially adopt lucy and skye, they decide they want another kid. (it's for the charity. they're doing it for the charity.) this is how katie comes into the picture.

katie has dark hair and dark eyes and olive skin and doesn't look anything like her siblings or percy and oliver (lucy and skye, who have blonde hair and blue eyes and brown hair and green eyes respectively, both look like they could be biologically related to their parents). and this changes absolutely nothing.

katie and lucy both love quidditch - lucy lives and breathes it just like oliver does - and yet they are both truly, undeniably like percy.

katie is the one people always talk about. the girl who's most like him all the time, even though he doesn't see it (or, at least, pretends not to). the girl everyone bets will be in slytherin because she's too alike percy to be in any house other than the one he was in. she's even ultra powerful like he and oliver (and marcus and penelope) are.

lucy, meanwhile, is the daughter most people don't realize is like percy because she's so unlike him outside of home. it's not like she isn't herself outside the house, but she's much more outgoing. much more energetic and ready to pull pranks, because why be anything less when there's so much of the world to see?

but at home, everything is familiar. there's nothing new to see when she knows it like the back of her hand, and she can be calm and run on the beach and overturn rocks in search of crabs without feeling the want (or need) to put on a show. and there, at home, in her element, she's so much like percy that sometimes, he has to look away.

percy and oliver were 1/2 of the golden era marauders, and now lucy is 1/4 of the next gen marauders. percy is secretly very proud of this.

skye doesn't like quidditch, and doesn't really like talking to people at all, but he's painfully similar to oliver. almost weirdly so.

skye is a hufflepuff, but - like lucy - he was a hatstall, and like lucy, he was almost put into gryffindor. he doesn't really even understand quidditch, but he spends hours in the library pouring over strategies when his friends or sisters need him to.

skye is the one who looks like he could really be oliver's son, because even though he has green eyes and oliver has brown, their hair is the exact same shade and texture. skye is the one who gravitates to oliver's side while lucy goes to percy's, because while he loves both his parents, we look for people who are like us, don't we?

but there are also moments when skye and percy sit together reading while oliver, lucy, and katie fly above the beach. there are afternoons where oliver and lucy bake together while percy, skye, and katie play board games in the living room.

there are moments when the five of them fly together, skye clinging onto lucy from the back of her broom, because while she's the one who aimed her bludgers at him when they were little, he doesn't feel safe being off the ground with anybody else.

there are long nights when percy and oliver aren't home, out with friends or on a date, when lucy gathers skye and katie into her room and they set up beds on the floor so they can stargaze through the skylight.

all in all, their family might be different, but it's a family, and i think that's pretty cool.

[i4bellingham]

I really like your fics. I was wondering if you could do an imagine where Marcus dedicates a goal to Y/N

GOAL (OF THE HEART): marcus rashford x reader

NOTE: real life situations will not align with this fic but for the sake of this fic, please ignore them :)) also, this is one of my most favorite written pieces so far i swear to god night time brings ✨ something ✨ in me when i write (but unfortunately not every night lmao)

It was such a silly promise he had made to you while growing up.

“If I score a goal for you in our game in Monday, we will have to get married when we grow up.” An ten-year old Marcus Rashford proposes, giving you his still unopened ring pop as a form of sealing the deal. You slide the candy ring to your ring finger just like where your Ma has her's. “You better score more than one then.”

“Sure.”

“Do you promise?”

“I promise.”

Marcus did. He scored a hefty of goals during his time, growing tremendously on the passion he's got for football as he bagged goals after goals in his games.

There were timesㅡ a patch where he was out of form, made everything about the sport he loves grow a tad bit challenging. It also didn't help that a single mistake he had made came a wave of online hate directed towards him.

Those were the tough times, but still, you stood by his side as his best friend, his confidant, his girlfriend, the love of his life.

And as Marcus scored the final goal, one that was trivial to winning the title for The Carabao’s Cup, the silly promise he had made to you as a kid now turned into something more than just what it was, a silly little promise of a young boy who shared his dreams and passion for football to his friend, a girl next door who used to call him ‘Marc’ growing up because she couldn't be bothered to pronounce his two-syllable name, the girl who watched him practice his dribbling skills behind their muddy backyard even during the rain.

Every single Reds fans erupted into a holler of cheers, uniting as one as they waved the huge red Manchester United banner, popping every red confetti as they cheered for the victory of their team.

Every player, Ten Hag and a few of the team staff were huddled near the box, almost squashing your boyfriend underneath as they celebrated his goal. You can see a few tear-streaked faces from where you're sat, most probably from the win and finally ending the 5-year drought of not winning a single title in different cups as you yourself wipe tears off from your own eyes.

The guys, after a little while of congratulating and dapping each other stood and formed a line in front of their very enthusiastic and supportive fans, some waved, some bowed and some gave away flying kisses before walking off to find their own families.

Due to some schedule conflicts, Marcus’ family wasn't able to watch this game live, leaving you to watch him play and support him on the stead of his family. One single look through your Instagram, they were of course already the first one's to congratulate your boyfriend, posting lengthy messages with photos of their tele as they watch the game from their homes.

On your peripheral vision, you see the man of the game jogging towards your seat, and you immediately jump up, shoving your phone into your back pocket before meeting Marcus from behind the barricade as he reaches both arms out to wrap around your waist.

“Oh my god! I am so proud of you!” You gush against his neck, cupping his face before kissing him on both cheeks.

Marcus takes the liberty of connecting your lips together before you could get any far. You wrap both hands behind his neck, ignoring his sweaty state as he pulls away just to pick you up from behind the barricade that separates you both and placing you on the ground in front of him. Then he kisses you hard again, fervent but not bruising.

“Do you remember my promise when we were ten?” He asks, glancing towards where Sancho was approaching.

You scrunch your nose, patting his chest. “You have made a handful of promises Mr. Rashford, you may have to remind me on this one.”

You cheekily smile at him, teasing because he knew that you knew. But as always, the challenge was welcomed.

Sancho arrives, wrapping an arm over your boyfriend’s shoulder and with a few pats on the back and a ‘good luck mate,’ he leaves the two of you alone but not before shooting you a knowing smile.

“I scored a goal for you...” Marcus takes his hand that was behind him, showing you a small red velvet box, then he kneels and opening the box to reveal a beautiful diamond ring over a golden band and you're cupping a palm over your mouth. “In a Monday game... so will you please do give me the honor of being your husband?”

Freely, the tears start to fall on your cheeks, the sound of the fans who were seeing the moment live cheered as you had Marcus kneeling on the ground before you.

“I didn’t score more than one goal today but, I was hoping I’d score your yes with this one because as cheesy as this may sound, that's one of my goals since I was ten...” Marcus laughs when you sob against your palm, failing to wipe away your tears but you move to wipe his when the first one fell on his cheek.

You didn't say yes, not immediately but you did nod your head before a shaky yes, yes Marcus I’ll marry you leaves your lips, tackling your boyfriend to the ground as he loops an arm around your waist whilst you're nuzzling your face against his chest, sobbing.

“You’re so cheesy but I love you.” You hiccup, raising your head just to see the herd of football players rushing to your way most likely to congratulate you.

Marcus flicks a stray hair out of your face, cupping your right cheek before he's slipping the ring in your ring finger, just like where your Ma has her's, and he's leaning down to kiss your lips, never mind the salty taste of tears on his tongue.

“You promise?” Marcus smiles as he parts, using the pad of his thumb to wipe your cheeks.

You nod, connecting your foreheads together as you answer. “I promise.”

[avenirdelight]

Miss Storyteller

Marcus Rashford

Marcus is desperate to see her but she's busy entertaining his teammates, their kids and partners, and they won’t even let him steal her. [Requested]

Marcus quickly rushed to the hotel lounge, as soon as he’d finished shooting the diary room content on the other side of the hotel. The families of the players were invited to the hotel and the only thing Marcus had been thinking since he woke up today was seeing her. But when he arrived at the lounge and scanned every corner of the room, he couldn’t find her.

“Where’s my girlfriend?” Marcus, however, managed to find his eldest brother, who was engaged in what seemed to be a funny conversation with Conor Coady. Their laughter died down when Marcus interrupted.

“Oh, she’s very busy right now, I'm afraid,” Conor was the one who answered.

“What do you mean?”

“She’s become a celebrity, mate,” Conor answered. But that only made Marcus more confused. “At the pool. See for yourself.”

Marcus left the lounge and went straight to the pool. It was even more lively than usual with all the families hanging out there. Some were at the pool, some were playing basketball, and they’d even brought out the table tennis; Kalvin and Declan were having a go at that, with their girlfriends cheering.

After a bit of searching, Marcus spotted her on the sunbeds. She was surrounded by his teammates’ partners and kids. Marcus furrowed his eyebrows, because it seemed like everyone was paying attention to her, even Mason, Declan, and Jack who stood nearby.

As Marcus walked closer, he could catch the giggles from the kids. And he started to get the idea of what was going on there. But still, it was quite an odd sight to see.

“Oh, here we go.” Marcus heard Declan say when the younger lad noticed Marcus approaching them. “You done filming?”

“Yeah,” Marcus nodded. “What’s going on here?”

“So your girlfriend is a teacher?” Declan asked, completely ignoring Marcus’ question. “I’ve got to say, she’s very good with kids. Massive thanks to her for saving the day.”

“She used to be a teacher. What’s going on?” Marcus repeated his question. Well, he knew what was going on. His girlfriend was doing some story-telling. She had hand-puppets on and was telling stories to the kids and the mums. But he didn’t understand why she was doing it right here and right now.

“The kids’ been crying, like it's a tantrum day for everyone,” Declan finally answered.

“Your girlfriend had bought candies, and gathered them around to tell them stories. They’re absolutely loving it,” Mason explained.

“Really?”

It actually wasn’t hard for Marcus to believe it. His girlfriend had always loved kids and like Mason said, she was very good with them. There was something about her personality that made it so easy for people to love her, and what was happening in front of him was proof.

Marcus just stood there, watching how she was entertaining everyone, animatedly telling the story. Cute. One of Mason’s nieces was sitting very close to her and she looked up at her with her big round eyes, completely mesmerised. Marcus’ lips perked into a small smile without him knowing.

“So, what? I can’t steal my girlfriend now?”

“Yeah, I’m not gonna let you do that,” Jack said, glancing at him. Both Marcus and Mason turned to him. “What? I’m enjoying the story.”

“Yeah, my niece has only stopped crying. You have to wait,” Mason said.

Marcus sighed and shook his head in disbelief, still with the subtle smile he’d got on his face. For some reason, he was proud of what his girlfriend was doing but on the other hand, he was jealous because he was supposed to be the one she should be entertaining today.

–

“Hey, you.”

Marcus felt her arm slide around his waist, making him jump a little bit. She’d found him on the little basketball court they had at the hotel, watching Callum, Raheem, his brothers, and some of the staff playing.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” she grinned.

“Hey,” Marcus smiled. He instantly wrapped his arm around her before leaning down to plant a kiss on her head, caressing her back as he did. “Has the story-telling session ended?”

She let out a little giggle and nodded her head. “You should’ve seen the looks on their faces, Marcus. They’re so precious.”

“So what happened? I got a little bit confused back there.”

“The kids were crying, and I felt so bad for the mums. I had to try to help,” she began. There was a hint of sadness in her voice. “You know I’m new here and I want to try to get to know everyone, so I bought some cookies and candies… And I happened to pass a toy store earlier. I bought gifts for Lily and Rosie back home but I ended up using them for the story-telling.”

“And it worked.”

“And it worked. Pickford's wife and I are best friends now. We plan to have lunch together when we’re back home,” she says proudly.

“And what’s that in your hand?” Marcus noticed something that she’d been holding in her hand. “Is that a flower?”

“Oh, yeah,” she said, showing the fake flower that she had in her hand. “Pickford’s son had given it to me. I think he’d stolen it from one of the dinner tables. Isn’t he so sweet?”

“Great. You have fans now.”

Marcus didn’t sound so excited when she said it, so she looked up and searched for his face. He tried to avoid her gaze by looking away, pretending to have his full attention back on the little game the lads had been playing.

“Jack’s a fan too, thought you might want to know,” he continued, still in a rather cold tone. “I could tell he really enjoyed the story-telling.”

“Aaaw,” she cooed as soon as she realised what might be happening. “Is my Marcus jealous?”

“I’m not jealous. I’m just annoyed. I had to wait for my turn to get my girlfriend’s attention,” he defended himself. That earned herself a laugh and Marcus rolled her eyes at her. “Yeah, that’s funny, innit? ”

“Oh, look what being away from me for two weeks has done to you…”

“I’ve always told you how much I hate being away from you, haven’t I?”

A ball rolled to their feet, interrupting their conversation. Raheem walked closer to get it, flashing her a smile.

“You’re welcome to join. Do you want to try to give it a shot?”

She returned the smile as she felt Marcus pulling her even closer by her waist. Maybe it was a sign from him not to accept the kind invitation. He definitely didn’t want to lose his girlfriend’s attention again; he’d barely get it today. “No, I’m good, thank you. You guys have fun,” she replied.

Raheem nodded and picked up the ball. “Hey, thank you for what you’ve done for the kids. I appreciate it.”

“Always happy to help,” she said before Raheem left. “Relax,” she continued, placing a hand on Marcus’ chest as she looked up at him. “I’m not gonna let anyone steal myself from you anymore tonight.”

Marcus sighed and caressed her waist. “Yeah… Thank you, though.”

“Thank you for…?” She furrowed her eyebrows.

“For making efforts. For always caring about everyone, not because you want to be welcomed, but because you genuinely care,” Marcus said. “And I can tell that everyone likes you.”

A smile grew on her face and she circled her arms around Marcus, giving him a quick tight hug. She knew Marcus wasn’t a fan of PDA but she really needed to give him a hug.

“Right, come on now, Miss Storyteller,” he said, softly patting her back. He then grabbed her arm and held it as he started to walk both of them away.

“Where are we going?”

“Looking for a more private place so I can kiss you.” He said with a low voice, not wanting anyone to hear. Her stomach flipped as she tried to keep up with his steps.

And when they had reached an empty hallway inside the hotel, he pressed her against the wall and wasted no time in connecting their lips, getting the kisses he’d been dreaming of every single day when they’d been away from each other.

—

marcus is so boyfriend material in my mind, he's like the super sweet boyfriend everyone dreams of, and that's why i love writing for him!! hope you marcus girls love reading the marcus imagines too!!<3

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The Spreadsheet Digest - Fic Recs | Vol. 9

Hi friends!! This week I read several series that had like... a lot of parts... including ones I've previously recced but just now finished (Looking at you Lie To Me by @iamskyereads). I also went to Pride and basically read nothing from Saturday to Monday. That being said, I'm pretty proud of the amount of fics I was able to scrounge up for y'all this week, and I think we have a pretty good selection.

The Spreadsheet can be found here and you're always welcome to tag me in a fic or send it to my askbox if you want me to read it (I'll read any Pedro boy!).

Recs below the Pedro:

Puppet - an Ezra one shot by @jksprincess10

I love these fics that are like "What if we went to extreme lengths to shut Ezra the fuck up," and I especially love how this one ends. Also the side effect bit made me giggle. You're a genius, Nad <3

Hot and Heavy - a Joel series by @tieronecrush

I think I established recently that I'm a sucker for the nanny trope. We also know I love angst. So here we have one of those time bomb relationships where we know it's gonna end, not once, but twice. Excellent angst/tention building. Then we also have super fucking sexy delicious smut, Joel being a fucking adorable father, reader being like actually awesome... and I lowkey think readers mom is on it but that's just me. OH and "Mariposa" are you KIDDING ME?! perfect.

Run to You - a Marcus Pike series by @foli-vora

Talk about angst... and it's fucking PERFECT. The little flashback scenes and then the sharp cut to such a painful present situation UGH. The world building is excellent. The characterization is so fucking good bc of COURSE Marcus would fall in love on an op of fucking course he would. Marcus "Marry Me" Pike over here. Fucking idiot. I love him. I can't wait to see how this story progresses. It is so. fucking. good.

Pretend Alleyways - a Dieter/Marcus Moreno series by @radiowallet

Would I ever have thought about pairing up Marcus Moreno and Dieter Bravo? No. Am I eternally grateful someone put my two softboys together? YES. They are so perfect together. So sweet and precious. They need each other fr. This made me all warm and fuzzy inside and also horny obviously.

Like Water in Your Hands - a Joel one shot by @beskarandblasters (Part of the Punisher anthology)

I. Love. This. So. Fucking. Much. Top tier. The smut? The plot? The characterization? Queen shit.

Don't Be Scared - a Din one shot by @beskarandblasters

Din being scared/nervous omg. So cute and sexy. I love him so much UGH. Looking forward to the Din revival fr

the lakes - a Joel one shot by @tieronecrush (Part of the folklore anthology)

This is literally one of my greatest non-smutty fantasies with Joel. Just telling him how much he means to me and promising to be there for him and convincing him to let himself be happy and comfortable. I wanna hug that man so bad AGH. This was beautiful Sam <3

Summer Lovin' - a Joel one shot by @atinylittlepain

I don't know why I've been reading so much asshole!Joel lately.... but I'm loving it. I love all the little details in this. I was genuinely pissed the fuck off at Joel. I have more sympathy for the ice cream than that fucking idiot. Sarah, his ex, and reader all deserve so much better than that dipshit UGH

Unusual Situation - a Din/Ezra one shot by @absurdthirst

Not only am I back on my Din/Reader/Ezra bullshit AND my M/M/F bullshit in general, but this is the fic that caused it. These two space idiots were meant to be together, I am 100% certain. The way Ezra manages to gently reassure Din that reader wants him while they're both balls deep in various holes....??? How do you do it. How do you make something tender and sweet while also being complete and utter filth. I am fascinated.

Of Gorgons and Gardens - a Din/Ezra series by @concussed-to-pieces

Following the absurdthirst story, I found this one.... and boy howdy. I am a SLUT for sex pollen fics, so obviously that was excellent. I also love how it was like "oh the plant makes men want to fuck women" but hinted that neither of them would be particularly upset about fucking each other either. Mando was like... i don't give a fuck, dude. And then it went from absurdly smutty (but also kinda sweet) in part one, to just like tender and sweet in part two. Like yeah yeah horrible harrowing near death experience yada yada... the STUBBLE SCENE??? The PAIN KINK?? the TOUCHING?? I just about died. And then in part three we get my top all time kink PLUS Din and Ezra and Reader just being so sweet it hurts a little. I am feral for these boys UGH. AND AND the nickname being bird in mando'a was so clever??

Late July - a Jack (Whiskey) series by @concussed-to-pieces

So I read the Din/Ezra thing and obviously had to peruse the masterlist. I love my dear appalachian cowboy. I really really liked the whole premise of this story and the follow ups. The smut is fucking masterful but also like hello, plot??? Truly incredible. I really liked seeing frat-boy Jack and also seeing him work through his trauma and shit. But also Jack tied to a chair need I say more?

Defanged - a Din one shot by @concussed-to-pieces

Alright so this one is the same sex pollen from OGaG but it doesn't hurt which is super dope. Hey Alexa play "In Love with a Stripper" but it's Din in love with a sex worker just bc he put his dick in her. I fuckin love this.

hunt and peck - a Javi P one shot by @toxicanonymity

You really said lets take this slut and make him even hornier and I LOVE IT.

----------oldies but goodies-----------

soft!dom joel - a Joel a series by @joelscruff

Letterman Jacket - a Javi P series by @fuckyeahdindjarin

I want you to stay - a Dieter one shot by @ezrasbirdie

Below the Line - a Dieter series by @prolix-yuy

Midnight Rider a Jack (Whiskey) one shot by jazzelsaur (ao3)

Rare - a Joel a one shot by @swiftispunk

One Hundred and Fifty Seven - a Din one shot by @theidiotwhowritesthings

Heatwaves - a Javi P two shot by @mishasminion360

In the Dark - an Ezra series by @frannyzooey (favorite ez ever maybe)

Lover of mine - a Dieter one shot by @psychedelic-ink

Morning - a Dieter series by @write-and-buried

--------------my recents-------------

In the next one - based on Lucy Dacus' (boygenius) song We're in Love and a standalone addition to my loose fit Dieter series A Ghost of You - focuses on Dieter's belief that he's been with you in every single past life and lost you in each of them + him coming to terms with his belief that he'll lose you in this one too.

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[deeptrashwitch]

So, I have a three hour break before the next class and my mind doesn't want to sleep and neither wants to do my damn homework. My best next option until I get home? Use picrew to create moments and little stories about my boys, also to make them the nearest as possible to how I imagined them.

It'll be as usual on rank order.

Alicia:

Nicolás took the picture and sent it to Edward. It was during a leave where the three siblings were together, and Camila showed Alicia an old video from their childhood. About an old joke she did during middle school, puting dye not only inside a shampoo bottle, but also inside a bowl where there were some clothes.

The problem? She did it to Alicia, and Alicia didn't know. In that moment she was thinking on selling Camila and adopt a cat, at least the cat is more adorable that her little sister.

Luke:

Francis took the photo. This boy...he was looking at his future wife. Elizabeth was inside the cafeteria where the team went during a free afternoon, and Luke just loved how she looked, her smile and her attitude. He went to talk with her that very same day, and that started their love story.

Meanwhile, Elijah and Jackson were stopping Noah to go and kill the Lieutenant. It happens that Elizabeth is Noah's little sister, and he is an overprotective brother. And what were the rest of them doing? Just watching the drama.

Jackson:

This one was Luke who took it. Jackson was looking at Noah and Elliot doing experiments, he was preparing himself to a long day inside the bay. And the worst part was...it was a Sunday, at 4 A.M.

He reconsidered his job in that moment, but Edward bribed him with Alexander's biscuits and he just took some and went to work.

Edward:

Speak of the devil. The photo was taken by Alicia during a leave where they had to take care of some kids. Everything was good during the morning, but the kids were scared of her and they ended chasing him around all day screaming and more. Isn't needed to say, but Eddie was dying inside and wanted to throw himself through a window.

That made him sure that patience wasn't his kind of virtue. At least not for kids.

Noah:

Elliot took the photo. This little shit was experimenting inside his workshop because he was bored, and he brought Elliot with him. It was moments before they started with their doing.

And the bandage was result of him trying to shave himself after a no sleep night, it's surprisingly usual, so he was even proud (to Jackson and Marcus worries) that it was only one bandage this time. Everyone is questioning what the hell is wrong with him, but it's not like they are sane either.

Elijah:

Marcus took it by surprise, that's why the weird expression. Actually he was trying to take a video of Elijah singing, but it didn't went well and was discovered. He chased him to make him delete the photo, and when Noah saw it...he said that he looked like a lunatic or something.

No doubts, Elijah threw him a shoe once he heard him laugh.

Nicholas:

This was taken by Alexander after an office day. It's weird find him with glasses, and he used it to rest his eyes. Nicholas was amused but accepted to let Alexander take the picture, it probably will be the only one like that.

Jackson found it and he says that Nicholas remind him to a movie character, but doesn't remember the name. Everytime they encounter eachother during a break, both start to say every name that como to mind, but until now...none is correct.

Marcus:

Keyra, his wife, took the photo. It was something they did for their anniversary, they would take pictures of eachother and then make a collage with it, writing a phrase about that year. And since Keyra's hobby is photography, the pictures she took were the best, and it was fun for her to use her husband as a model.

They still have the collage, hung on the living room wall, beside their wedding photos.

Alexander:

Ahh Alexander...the kind giant of the team. Elijah took the photo first time in the morning, and he was surprisingly on a good mood. That day he brought with him some mini cakes and cookies, and during the breakfast he was telling stories about the leave.

It was just a day, but by the afternoon everyone had the photo and were happy about it. He just laughed a bit when he heard about it, and got a little embarassed and shy.

Elliot:

Chaos incarnate. This one is a bit cocky boy, but they learned to lead with him during their usual time. He's something similar to a gremlin just behind Noah, and that day he posed under the promise of a puzzle (probably his favorite thing in the world to be honest) that he wanted since a long time. The problem was that it was hidden.

Where? Inside Luke's workshop. No needs to say, the Lieutenant was furious when he found out they were looking inside his place and made a disaster on it. On the other hand Alicia just sighed before stopping Luke of commiting a crime.

It doesn't let me put any more images, so I'll continue this on a reblog. And it was just when I was about to show Francis and Dominique ;-;

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Reader making sure her kids and sweet tooth are eating well or making sure they are eating breakfast, lunch and dinner.

She makes some small snacks for them here and there and sometimes it’s mostly fruit with water.

She feeds them and makes sure her babies and hubby have eaten and stayed hydrated..

Like she pulls up to her kids room and gives them dessert after dinner randomly and not even asking them, she does the same with sweet tooth sometimes.

I thought this might be cute lol

Awww🥹that's a really cute idea anon. I think I can make something out of it for you. Thank you for sending your request, I hope you enjoy it 🖤

Before I met Sweet Tooth, I never thought I'd be a wife or a family person. But after spending some time together we fell head over heels in love with each other. After all the shit we've been through we finally found happiness and we both thought we couldn't be luckier until we found out that I was pregnant with twins, a beautiful little girl and the cutest boy I've ever seen. Sweet Tooth was so proud and immediately in dad mode while I was still worried but looking at the little bundles of joy in my arms gave me the confidence I needed. They grew up so fast and I did my best to care for my kids and my beloved husband. Sweet Tooth joined John and took a job as a milk man while I was at home taking care of our children. It was a wonderful sunny day and Marcus and Lilly were playing outside in the garden. It has been a while since they had breakfast so I decided to make them a little snack. I cut up some fruit put it on small toothpicks and put a little bit of yoghurt with sprinkles on the side.

When everything was finished I grabbed two bottles of water and went to the garden. "Hey you two, are you having fun?" I asked putting the plates and bottles on the small table Sweet Tooth made for them. "Yes mommy Lilly is a princess and I'm the knight who's saving her." Marcus said holding his wooden sword up. It was adorable. "Oh that sounds awesome but knights and princesses need breaks too so I made you a little snack and brought you some water. You're running around all day you have to drink enough okay? Now enjoy your fruits mommy is in the kitchen preparing dinner okay?" "Yes mommy, thank you!" they both said in unison and started eating. I loved my little angels so much, they were so well behaved and even if they did something wrong they knew that they could talk to us. I went back to the kitchen, peeling potatoes and chopping veggies for dinner.

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Random Johnny and Marcus Headcanons for the Human AU

Marcus and Johnny would cook together a lot when Johnny was young, mainly with Johnny sitting on the counter holding the recipe book for his dad to read.

Marcus’s nicknames for Johnny are John-song and John-bird, which come from his wife’s nickname for their son, songbird.

When Johnny gets night terrors, he will go sit with his dad til he’s calmed down enough to go back to sleep. He typically ends up falling asleep where-ever that turned out to be and Marcus still carries him to bed.

Marcus still carries an inhaler in case Johnny has a really bad panic attack again, even though the last one that severe was years ago. He also brings noise cancelling headphones everywhere in case Johnny gets sensory overload.

Johnny inherited his dad’s tendency to get awkward in suddenly emotional or intense situations. 

They both are very dramatic in the reactions to things.

Marcus called Johnny duck as a nickname when he was really little and now he does it in really intense situations to calm him down.

Marcus does still remember a bit of piano from his wife and will help Johnny out when he’s struggling.

Johnny helped his dad and uncles set up social media soon after they got out of jail. The first person Marcus followed was Johnny and he immediately went through and liked all his posts.

Marcus has a ton of books on parenting and raising/being supportive of your kids that he reads constantly.

Johnny tells his dad pretty much everything, including set gossip.

Marcus is in a groupchat with the other parents in the New Moon Theatre Troupe.

Marcus and Johnny both are fluent in Hindi and use it as a way to just talk to each other one on one in public without other people listening in.

Marcus is constantly hugging his son and tells him that he loves hims and is proud of him every chance he gets after the disaster that happened in Sing 1.

They started family therapy together after the whole disowning issue and are doing so much better that it’s surprised even their therapist.

Marcus has an alert set on his phone for every time Johnny is mentioned in a web article and he reads every single one. He even hangs his favourites around the garage and will show off videos of Johnny to customers. 

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Hacks (1.10) Reactions:

the dedication being to jean’s late husband ;-;

God, Deborah edging Ava out of the schedule but not confronting her.

lol, the fact that deb has apparently served dj

“… because if you don’t want me to do this show I won’t.” Deborah genuinely asking DJ is such a good moment. DJ has spent so much of her life having to be subject to what her mother thinks best.

God, that beat after DJ makes Deborah genuinely laugh—she soaks in that moment, clearly proud and a little awed to have caused it. As we’ve seen with both Ava and Marcus, when you’re in Deborah’s spotlight, it is the most magical place in the world.

The Jimmy/Kayla dynamic isn’t quite working for me atm… her actress is great, but I need kayla to grow up just a little.

(heard they get more complex as the seasons go on, though!)

jfc, Deb doesn’t believe Ava about her dad because of the previous lies.

Deb doesn’t confront her, but Deb doesn’t look at her either. God. This drama is so fucking good.

“I don’t really think about you.” / “Yeah, right, lady. You do think about me. And I think about you. It’s called a human relationship. And sorry, but we have one.” OH, MY FUCKING GOD

“No one’s allowed to communicate honestly with you. And if they do, you either shut them out or push them away, or, I-I don’t know, hit them with your car.”

THIS IS SOME FUCKING GOOD FOOD

“This is my life!” JEAN SMART, THE WOMAN THAT YOU ARE!!!!!

“Does KFC want you to be the new Colonel Sanders?” GNDNFNSNDN, cold

“You are a fucking hack.” / [Deborah slaps her.]

OH MY GOD, DID THAT JUST HAPPEN

DID THAT JUST FUCKING HAPPEN

THIS IS THE MOST INSANE CONVERSATION FUCKING EVER

The tangible silence after that—the tears in Ava’s eyes, the immediate regret in Deborah’s. All of their punches have been verbal until this exact moment, but now a new line has been crossed, and it can never be taken back.

“I’ll trade you a Xanny for a cigarette.” Lol

AVA’S REVENGE. OH, GOD GIRL. STAY AWAY FROM YOUR PHONE WHEN YOU’RE DRINKING

Kiki is so hot.

Deborah taking responsibility with Marcus… but only because Ava is out of the picture. Hhhhhhhhhgh.

MARCUS CEO AND 10% RAISE!!! OH, HE DESERVES IT

The tears in his eyes and voice. Carl Clemons-Hopkins is such a good actor. He’s brough Marcus to life in such beautiful ways.

“‘Cause you’re already in a relationship. With Deborah.” WOOF. Yeah. And the use of “relationship” takes us back to Ava and Deb in the dressing room, firmly hammering it in home that Marcus and Ava are two sides of the same coin

THE TIMES COVER.

I THINK SHE WILL.

XOXO

I’M CRYING

Deb getting a standing ovation upon entry 😭😭😭😭 yeah, that’s right. That mother

SHE’S GONNA USE THE NEW MATERIAL

SHE WORE THE STILETTOS BECAUSE THE PAIN IS WORTH IT

THIS GODDAMN SHOW

jfc Ava’s dad is dead. 😭 She never got to see him again after moving to LA.

The environmental detail in Ava’s childhood bedroom is peak. Ofc, she has mean girls and twilight magazine covers

“I gotta be up before Kelly Ripa’s day is done.” Deborah is in her head.

I’m going to be nuts over them. I am going to climb the freakin’ walls

This argument with Ava’s mom feels so fucking real, down to it casually ending with, “Do you want some coffee?” as though they just get out of a devastating fight about everything that has historically made their relationship dysfunctional

DEBORAH AT THE FUNERAL

I’M WEEPING

IN A FUR COAT AND EVERYTHING

“It’s exhausting to lose a loved one.” she gets it.

Deborah warming up the crowd like she would a standup. 😭 I’m not kidding, y’all. there are actually tears in my eyes.

DEB IN AVA’S CHILDHOOD BEDROOM

“Hey, shoes off.” AKAKSKJD

Ava got into comedy because it made her feel connected to people—a response to a shitty childhood

“Well, no. You can’t quit. You’re too good.” Oh, God, and that’s what gets Ava to finally cry. Because it’s not just grief, goddammit. It’s catharsis and much needed release. The show began with Ava stuck in a rut because the entire comedy world had deemed her irredeemable. At her childhood home, she was and is the lonely creature who could never quite get her parents to understand. But here and now, here’s someone telling her that she’s talented.

And that she belongs.

Deb about mostly bombing: “And I loved it…. I haven’t felt that way in years. The show didn’t work, but it will. The pieces are there. I just have to figure out how to put them together.” Ava has pushed her out of her comfort zone—into new and exciting territory. And that thrill of the unknown has made her feel more alive and passionate than she has in years

DEBORAH ON TOUR!!!

“Okay, but you really can’t hit people.” I’m so glad that Ava (and the show) doesn’t let her get away with that.

That handshake transforming into a tender hand hold is so goddamn beautiful.

Poor Marcus. He’s gotten what he wants at so high of a personal cost

AVA FUCKING SENT AN EMAIL ABOUT DEBORAH WHILE SHE WAS DRUNK

OH, GOD AND DEBORAH IS HAPPY AND OBLIVIOUS, AND IT’S JUST LIKE THE DRUNK VOICEMAIL ALL OVER AGAIN.

ALSO, AVA SITTING NEXT TO DEB ON THE JET WHEN DEB USED TO NOT LET HER. BUT NOW THEY’RE ON EVEN GROUND TOGETHER, EXCEPT THEY’RE NOT BECAUSE THERE’S APPARENTLT AN EMAIL

FUCK ME!!

okay, not to be hyperbolic, but that was one of the best first seasons of television that I have ever consumed in my life