#noice i have a nickname now

[strangersteddierthings]

Based on a twitter thread the lovely @nburkhardt shared in the Discord chat and I just took the idea that Gareth is both Chrissy AND Steve's cousin and ran with it.

"Harrington, think fast!" Gareth is already lobbing the cream soda at Steve's head before he's even fully looked up but the asshole snatches it out of the air no problem. It barely even fizzes when he cracks the can open. The bastard.

"And for you, Chrysanthemum," Gareth hands off her cream soda gently, because she's his favorite cousin. She laughs at him but takes the soda. She doesn't open it right away, instead opting to set it beside her in the shade of the shed they've taken residency of. Out of sight of the rest of their family and their thousand and one questions.

"You know nicknames are supposed to be shorter than the original name, right?" Steve says, then burps because he chugged half the soda in one swallow.

"Gross," Chrissy says at the same time as Gareth's, "noice."

Steve grins, pleased with himself.

"Hey, so. I wanted to talk to you guys about something," Gareth says after a moment of quiet has fallen over them. He's plopped down in the front of them instead of resuming his spot beside Chrissy, leaning against the shed in the shade. It puts him in the sun but he wants to look at them both as they talk.

"Anything, Garebearringham," Chrissy says to annoy Steve with a lengthened nickanme.

"So, I'll be a freshman this year. And, I love you guys, you know I do, but, uh, I don't want to be seen associating with you. Publically."

There's a beat of silence where Steve and Chrissy just stare back, Chrissy looking hurt and Steve looking offended.

"What I mean is that you're both already, like, known. You know? And I don't want to just be… the cool kids' younger cousin. I want to be uncool on my own."

Chrissy says, "Oh. Yeah, I get that."

Steve says, "You want to be uncool?"

Gareth gestures to all of himself. "I am not aiming to win the popularity contest. I want to join the Hellfire club." He points an accusing finger at Steve. "You told me yourself that the club leader climbs on tables and rants about jocks-"

"Yeah, as a warning to not join Hellfire. How did you read that wrong?"

"-so I can't be seen associating with a cheerleader and the king of jocks. That'll ruin my, like, cred or whatever!"

Chrissy is nodding along solemnly. She's always been understand and sympathetic to Gareth, especially when it comes to being himself. In quiet alone times, she's confessed to being jealous of how easily being himself came to him and she wished she was as brave. Steve, however, was a conformist through and through and while Gareth could understand the why (his uncle and aunt are not the best of people) he's never going to try and fit in just because it makes like easier.

"Your cred," Steve says monotone, his bitch face out in full force.

"Yeah! My street cred!"

Chrissy and Steve share a look. Steve raises and eyebrow and Chrissy shrugs before they look back to Gareth.

"Alright. You're secret is safe with us, Garrington," Chrissy teases.

"Do not!"

"You think people aren't going to put together that you and Chrissy have the same last name?" Steve says, because he's a shithead.

"So? There like 4 Smiths, and none of them are related. It'll be fine."

"True. No one will believe the amazing Chrissy Cunningham is related to the absolute loser Gareth Cunningham."

"Absolute loser! You're a dick, Steve Harrington."

"Yeah, but you know I got your back even if you're a loser."

Gareth doesn't answer. He opens his own soda then, chugging enough to let out his own gross burp for Chrissy to scold him about and Steve to laugh.

It's the summer of 1983 and things can only go up for them all now that they're all in high school together.

[justtwotired]

Are you flustered?

Summary: Y/n waits for Regulus to be done in the bathroom so they can hang out, though is very flustered when he comes out and he seems to enjoy it.

She/her pronounce

Friends to lovers dynamic

Warnings: No smut, but we've got the sexual tension.

House: whatever you want, it's not mentioned

Wattpad

"Hey, looks who's back again!" Y/n looked at Evan who cheered at her arrival in the Slytherin common room. "Where's Reg?" She asked. "Oh, he's still in our dorm, said he'd come later." Barty, who had his head in Evans lap, said.

Y/n nodded and smiled at the others around the fire before heading to the sixth years boy dormitory.

"Reg?" She walked into the room, but he wasn't there, she shot a glance at the bathroom door and noticed it was locked.

She didn't mind and just sat down on his bed, legs off the side as she was turned to the bathroom door.

It took a while but it eventually opened and Regulus stepped out. He was just as surprised to see her as she was to see him. She turned beetroot red at his appearance.

His hair was wet and slightly dripping while a towel was loosely hanging around his waist. He was shirtless and several drops of water ran down his chest.

She hadn't been aware he was showering.

"I-I'm sorry I didn't know y-you where in the shower." She laughed nervously. She tried to avoid looking at his body and just looked at his face... his incredibly, handsome face.

He was grinning. "It's alright, darling." He said and she became even redder at the nickname. "I uh -shall I leave, I can if you want it's fine." She nervously looked around and he chuckled slightly. "No, you're fine." He told her.

"Oh al-alright." She chuckled and he walked over to her. "My, my, L/n, are you flustered?" He questioned standing in front of her. She didn't answer and just avoided eye contact.

"Hm?" He made an expecting noice and she shook her head. "I'm not flustered!" She lied and made eye contact with him.

"Sure you're not." He grinned, to her uther shock he suddenly lent forward and put his hands right next to where she sat on the bed so she sat between his arms. "Shall I give you a reason to be flustered, Y/n?" He whispered in her ear and then backed his head up a little.

Their lips where inches apart and Y/n's heart was raising so hard, she was scared it would just jump out of her chest.

"Awe, look at that, she is flustered." He grinned and she scowled, but then grinned, two could play this games. "How could I not be with such a handsome and cute guy right in front of my eyes." She said in a low voice.

He seemed taken aback, and even more when she slowly put some of his wet hair behind his ear. "Oh, your playing a dangerous game here, sweetheart." He told her and she tilted her head slightly. "Oh, am I now?" She asked.

Her eyes shot down to his lips and back to his eyes, it went so fast she didn't even know she did it. He did the same and she looked down at his lips again, this time her eyes lingered for a little longer and then slowly moved back to his eyes again.

They didn't know who moved first, but suddenly their lips where attached and Y/n moved her hand to the back of his neck to pull him in closer.

They broke apart for a second. "Three years." Regulus said and she looked up at him. "What?" She questioned. "Three years I've been waiting too do that." He said and a smile grew onto her face. "Then why don't you do it again?"

She didn't have to ask twice as he attached their lips again and she leaned back a small bit. He licked her bottom lip, asking for permission to enter and she didn't hesitate to let him.

Their tongues danced with each other as if it was meant to be. He moved his hands to her waist and she felt tingles right where his fingers touched.

He broke away from the kiss and moved to her jaw, planting soft kisses there. He slowly detached his lips from her skin and whispered in her ear.

"Be mine?" He said it more as a command then a question and she was taken aback for a moment. She had liked him for so long now, she couldn't believe this was happening.

"Please be mine.." he sounded a bit desperate now and she smiled a bit. "I'm yours." She told him and she felt him relax as he kissed her again, more deep and more passionate.

He then broke away and sucked on her neck, making her moan slightly. He chuckled a bit and moved a bit lower.

He slowly moved his hands under her shirt, ready to take it off. His eyes shot towards her asking for permission and she nodded.

"No, I want you to say it. Use your words, darling, do I have your permission?" His voice was low and deep and she felt butterflies in her stomach. "Yes, you have my permisson."

He didn't need to hear it again as he moved the shirt over her head and then attached their lips again, as he slowly moved his hands over her bare waist.

"Your so beautiful." He whispered and she blushed.

"Alright, what is taking so damn lo- oh Salazar!" Barty stood in the doorway and they looked at him with surprise. "Get. Out." Regulus hissed trough gritted teeth.

"Evan!" Barty ran away, closing the door behind him. "Evan their fucking!" They heard him from behind the door.

"Now, were where we?"

[cru5h-cascades]

LORE-fi Bag: Emio/Lofi Bag

(or just Lofi outside of the AU)

Since LB AU's main story's finished, I decided to give you guys some lore posts for the sillies in this AU (or at least some of them). Starting off with the former sad wet cat himself!

Age: 28 (during the events of the main story)

The titular bitchular of the story (hehe Athena P reference noice). Lofi is a bit of an eccentric fellow. Quiet, socially awkward, and moody, at least for most of the main story.

Lofi had a rough childhood. His mum left the family, his dad became alcoholic and abusive, and he lost his sister, whom he was very close to, the day they were both supposed to run away from home. After his sister's funeral, instead of murkin' father of the year /s, Lofi, wracked with guilt for not being able to save the only person who cared for him, stayed with his father, thinking he deserved to be treated the way he was. It wasn't until he was 18 that he finally broke, packed up his things and left the house before his dad woke up the morning of his 18th birthday. He would then spend 2 months going from place to place, being in and out of motel rooms, and doing odd jobs in hopes of making enough to get an apartment.

Eventually, the process of making money just to use it to keep a roof over his head for one more night began to wear out Lofi. On one of those nights where he'd be on the streets since he didn't have the cash for a motel room, Lofi broke down on the curbside, considering jumping into oncoming traffic because he couldn't take living the way he does anymore. Before he could do anything, however, he meets Corrine, who offers to let him stay at her apartment, to which Lofi agrees. For the first few weeks of being with her, Lofi wouldn't say a thing, at least until one day Corrine comes home upset after her parents find out that she dropped out of college and moved to where she is now. In an attempt to comfort her, Lofi puts on a paper bag mask to cheer her up because he couldn't find the words to do so. After that, Corrine asks for his name, to which he replied with his preferred name, Emio (not his actual name). Some time afterwards he'd tell her about his past.

After that night the two got closer and Lofi started to open up more. Lofi would pick up music making and the two would go on to try to make stuff together. The two would also have a special place in the city they'd go to that they simply dubbed "the field". Corrine would also bestow upon our bag boi the nickname "Lofi Bag" as time went on. Over time, Lofi's mental state improved, he got a job doing ghost tours (a job that he subconsciously wanted to get in hopes of seeing his sister in some shape or form again), get some specs because he needed them, and he'd eventually fall in love with Corrine, confess his love to her, and go on to plan to propose to her during an event she was going to play at.

But he didn't get to. During the event there was a shooting and Corrine was one of the victims. After having to beat witness to Corrine's death, Lofi fell into a deep depression, quitting his job and having to rely on Corrine's parents (whom he hated for reasons we'll get further into in Corrine's lore post). From that point on he'd rarely leave the apartment, start covering his face with either the iconic bag or a combo of a green beanie and white face mask, stop wearing his specs (except for when he absolutely needed them). The only things that stayed the same about him is his desire to make music. Over the course of 3 years he'd grow lonelier and would eventually start his blog in hopes of making connections...

Other info:

His cravings for honeysuckle flowers stem from one time Corrine told him about the flowers being edible. When he can't get his hands on the flowers he tends to eat more actual candy. He has an entire candy stash in his house just in case he doesn't have any honeysuckle flowers on hand.

He originally used the bag as a means of cheering up his little sister.

Lofi and Corrine helped each other learn each other's foreign languages.

He tends to scream off his emotional pain.

Despite being calm on the surface when his flower friend revealed his full face to him, Lofi was immensely shocked by the reveal. It didn't ruin his perception of him though.

Outside of music, Lofi has interests in drawing, writing, and botany.

Despite my heavy usage of purple to show Lofi writing or speaking in asks, his signature color is actually a dark teal (turquoise post main story).

In canon, Lofi only finds out the truth about his flower friend's past after said friend is sent to a mental facility (and with @ruinationz confirming that Reverse is like 29 in the Reverse Smileman blog it's gonna be a while before Lofi finds out the truth...)

The trenchcoat sweater thing he wears for most of the main story is the same one he was wearing during the concert incident and the balloon broach used to belong to Corrine.

Lofi's hair getting poofier towards the end of the main story was absolutely intentional.

Lofi legally changed both his first name and last name. I never considered a last name for him but jokingly I've been using Emio Brightside as his full name. It isn't his actual last name but y'all can use it if you want cuz it's funny.

[beanieable]

RANDOM HEADCANONS

A collection of fun ideas I have about ROTTMNT and TMNT 2012.

Rise

The boys eyes glow in the dark.

While the 2012 guys have that somewhat creepy thing where their eyes go white, Rise just have creepy glowing eyes. Really creepy considering they have weirdly bright eyes.

Mikey painted on Leo’s marking on his body when he was younger. Donnie’s too. Leo’s just more often. He also made spikes to match with Raph. As he got older, he made three sweaters, each one made to match with his big brothers.

Raph likes having Make-Up on. The only problem is his hands aren't steady enough to do it him self. Mikey and Leo learned how to do it for Raph. They like wearing Make-Up too. But putting it on Raph was the reason they learned how to. Donnie makes sure that they only get the best stuff. Only the best stuff for his brothers.

They have self-care days with April. After Season 2 Cassandra joins in too and after the Movie Casey too. It always ends in a turtle pile while watching a Jupiter Jim Movie. Sometimes even a Lou Jitsu Movie.

The turtles jokingly call Draxum their mom. It started as a joke form Leo. Turns out Yoke don't have a concept of gender like humans do and Dram didn't really mind. The all have Draxum saved as some form of mom in their phones.

The boys used to share a bed for years. Until Mikey was about 7, the twins were 8 and Raph was 9. They still do that a lot. Most nights they sleep in their own beds but at least once a week they get every blanket and built a pillow fort in the living room and sleep there.

After the season 1 finale/season 2 premier, the season 2 finale and the movie they slept in the pillow fort for like two weeks.

Mikey banned all of his brothers from the kitchen. It's his kitchen.

Casey is a dumpster baby. Cassandra found him abandoned and all. She just picked him and an decided that she's a mom now.

Casey calls the teen versions of the turtles by their nicknames while the future ones stay Master Leonardo and so on. It helps him differentiate between the two versions.

He had a talk with Cassandra about the whole son from the future thing. He feels weird calling her mom, since she isn't the woman that raised him and she likely will never be. There was an awkward time between them at first. They became good friends soon enough.

Casey is everyones little brother. Mikey was so excited to be a big brother. Even if Casey is only a few months younger than him.

Casey is the only one spared of Dr. Delicate Touch. Not Dr. Feelings tho.

Mikey is teaching Casey how to cook. He enjoys it a lot.

Casey lives with the turtles in the lair.

Leo finally got everyone those matching unicorn onesies. Everyone loves them.

Leo and Donnie did that thing where twins switch for a day when their were younger. Mikey and Raph noticed immediately but Splinter, due to his poor eyesight didn't noice, he felt like something was off but didn't know what.

They still do it today, they just know they need a little more preparations. Donnie has a battle shell that looks exactly like Leos and a shell cover for Leo to look like his battle shell. They even pull out body paint. Mikey and Raph still noticed instantly, their eyes are wrong but let them have their fun anyway.

Mentioning their eyes, they have mismatched heterochromia. Their eyes are red and blue.

Donnie, Raph and Leo kept every single drawing Mikey ever made for them on one of their room walls. April has a folder with every drawing from him. Splinter also kept every drawing any of his sons ever gave him in folders.

Whenever Donnie wants a hug he'll walk up to one of his brothers and stare at them. When they look at him he just opens his arms.

Raph sometimes picks up one of his brothers and hold them like a baby to get them to sleep. It still works every time. Surprisingly enough it also works with Casey.

April tries to do the same for Raph but her version is more of a hug because of Raphs size. It works nonetheless.

One of the main reasons April gets jobs is so she can spoil her brothers. Every time she gets paid she comes to the layer with small gifts for each of them. A new plushie for Raph, a few parts for Donnie, a new comic for Leo and new set of pens for Mikey.

They get incredibly giddy every time she does it.

Cassandras Girl Scouts know about the turtles. She proclaimed one day that her new brothers and sister will be joining them take over the world and told the girls to respect them. The girls just ran with it.

Mikey comes by the most. He likes helping with new recipes. They made different recipes for everyones favorites and sell them. Leos favorite sell the best.

Cassandra felt out of place with the gang for a while until they casually mentioned that they have two older sisters now. She didn't cry, you're imagining shit.

She didn't have the best home life and that's why she joined the foot in the first place. She always wanted a real family. Now she has that and she'll do anything to keep her family safe.

2012

Mikey made bracelets when he was younger for all four of them. They don't fit them anymore but all of them still have them.

They've been meaning to remake them together but there wasn't any time. April and Casey eventually get them everything to make those bracelets.

April and Casey got the turtles sweaters for one of their birthdays. They wear them constantly.

They chose their masks themselves. Splinter brought found them and just brought them back to the lair. The boys liked them a lot. He always kept an eye open for fabrics in the respective colors ever since.

They made pillow forts regularly growing up.

Mikey still makes them after a long day and gets his brothers to have a turtle pile in there.

They occasionally talk in Japanese. Casey and April were a little confused at first, but slowly picked up a few things.

They do call Splinter dad sometimes. They used to do it more often when they were younger though. They also refer so Tang Shen as mom sometimes.

At one point Mikey called Karai Nee-chan. She almost cried. She brought him a pizza the next day, only him.

The girls have a girls night every once in a while. Sometimes they drag Leo along. He's an honorary girl. He really needs the break.

Leo likes typical feminine things. His brothers are sure that if they were human he would be a pretty boy and maybe even be mistaken as a girl. Not that he would mind that.

Donnie is incapable of saying no to Casey. He just can't. Casey knows this and abuses the power he has over Donnie.

Casey doesn't only use this power to get stuff out of it. He regularly drags Donnie out of his lab to get him to eat, take a break and sleep.

Casey's hair would actually be somewhat curly, if he took proper care of it. He eventually starts doing that.

Casey and Donnie are dating. Change my mind.

Raph and Mona have date night every Thursday. Their idea of date night consists of going on partol, getting some food and then cuddling while watching a movie.

Mona bridal carries Raph a lot. He gets all flustered every time.

Chompy thinks Mona is his second mom.

The brothers tend to just hang out in Donnies lab. Everyone is just doing their own thing. They do it more often after a stressful day or after one of them got injured badly.

They also used to seep in the same bed for a few years. Only until they were about 5 though. That's when they got their own rooms.

Nowadays they don't really do that anymore. They did however sleep in a turtle pile with Casey and April for the first few weeks in space.

After Splinter died the four also slept together for weeks. The whole living room was basically one huge bed for them for like a month or two.

[animereviewsbykyranskye]

Reviews while I watch Trigun Stampede: Episode 3-5

This is going to be a hefty one. Hopefully I can catch up a majority of everything I missed before I get busy again next week. Let’s do this. Time for more gender envy.

Seven cities?

Oh yeah. The son died last time. 

Oh god. There’s another one dead. And all of them have some on them. Why doesn’t he just blow all of them up? 

That is a very creepy villain. All his mannerisms are so damn good. He is also clearly very injured/scarred with all the bandaging. We don’t see any of his face. 

Who’s the random wanderer?

Oh god he really does care for the other people. He just got so serious. And he cares for any life really, even if they caused harm. 

OOOOO its the twin! And the twin killed the bomber. I love the music in this!!!!

I just realised one his jacket, he has a logo that says project seeds. And with the brother saying that the plants belong to them, I’m assuming the facility that the brother destroyed was making the plants as a sustainable energy. It’s also why Vash knew so much about them at the start of the series. (sorry if this was known beforehand. I just only picked up on it now)

The brother is so creepy. Ooo. He’s been brought back in time and the gun has been destroyed. The scientist is definitely about to die. 

They do really well with suspense and cinematography to portray the fear and chaos required for the shots to work. It is so damn good. 

And now there are monsters. And the brother’s feet are covered in blood. Good imagery. Who’s this new guy?

Yissus this episode is harsh. 

Ooo. do we get to see a face? Nope guess not. Partial one. 

The weapon is really cool though. Terrifying but cool. 

We’re getting snippets of the face. 

DID THE CHILD JUST DIE??

And now Vash is being cast out. 

----Between episodes thoughts----

What the actual fuck? This show was already mental but now. Wow. They did so well setting the brother up as a threat. What started as just a small look has become world destroying. Wow. Just wow. They’ve done so damn well with this. 

----Episode 4----

For some reason my player has decided to break. Fun.

Ooo. New person. 

I will say it again. This opening is sick. I need to check out a translation. 

Thats a lot of bugs. 

He got properly smacked. I feel like her driving is making things worse. 

Oh god. Everyone is dead. Ominous noise is ominous. And there is a child as well. 

This man is praying for others but doesn’t know the prayers. Who is this man and what is he trying to do while carrying a cross with him?

Worm? 

Yes. Worm. They have been eaten. 

The reporter does not trust this new man. 

That is one nimble child. And now two people have been attacked. 

Noice. Two very different ideologies. And he might be an assassin. Nice. And Roberto is gone. 

I really like Vash’s personality. And they were just snorted out. Wow. And they’re back inside again. Noice. And the kid is a worm controller. 

OOOOO. They look so cool!! I love the kid’s design. 

The cross was a gun. Why am I not even surprised? That is such a convoluted design. It’s great. He must really hate worms. 

New party member. 

THEY’RE WORKING TOGETHER??

Ominous threat is ominous.

----between episode thoughts----

Not as crazy or heart wrenching as the previous one but an excellent introduction to the new characters - leading us to question their motives. Why does he want to be connected with Vash? 

There is a morse code message in the closing. 

But one that isn’t complete? Or wrong?

(.- ... .-.. -.--- --.)

The fourth letter has too many dashes, if you remove the last dash it is:  ASLYG

Anyways. Just noticed that as I was typing the between. And it is blatantly morse code so yeah. 

----Episode 5----

More new characters?

We actually know nothing about his arm, don’t we? Why does he have a metal arm?

Nicolas changed Vash’s nickname. Nice. 

Spoopy threat for the episode. Unknown monster and child. 

More shooting. And a creepy monster. Nicolas is helping him though. 

The mother is going to sacrifice the child, isn’t she? Yeup. Imagine overhearing that. Oo the scene got smaller and smaller. That was cool. 

The child was a thing from the past. Understandable. Oooooof. This backstory is harsh. It got worse!! Is the thing they’re fighting the child? 

Fuck. 

Vash knew the kid as a baby?

Oh no. He dead. 

The wind came back when the child died. 

ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Nicolas is working for the Brother!!!

----after thoughts----

Damn this show has such good writing, then the cinematography and the music/ It’s so damn good. I love it. 

Also the morse code is the same at the end of every episode. 

Edit:

Just found out that the morse code says Okaeri which means Welcome home. That is so touching and devastating. In the terms of the anime as a whole its nice for a welcome home as the anime is remade. But in the case of the story with the closing showing the connections between the twins, that is terrifying if its a welcome home from the brother. Vash is in serious trouble if it’s coming from him.

I love that though. 

[fanthaastic]

hiiiii T, juts a quick Q -- have you noticed in the last gif of '#QuickMick- Ep. 5 “Final Test”' how his thumb rubs the stick? like.. comfortingly? it's kinda cute.. not to sound weird..

hi!!

it does look like it in the gif but have you seen the video? that sequence is like a cliché car commercial in which whoever sits in the car instantly falls in love with it and so on (idk how to describe car commercials otherwise). on the other hand "QuickMick" actually is a commercial

it is cute though :)

[chickensarentcheap]

Staizie Sneak Peek ;) NSFW

Thank you @tragiclyhip for that awesome nickname! We already had a Taesme, now we have a Staizie.  Noice.

@tragiclyhip, @youflickedtooharddamnit, @residentdormouse, @presidentlokis-hornyhelmet, @munstysmind, @secretaryunpaid, @mostly-marvel-musings,

“Patience…patience….”  She playfully scolds, then rakes her fingernails down his chest;  spurred on by his wince and sharp intake of breath.  “Just lie there and take it, Steven. Like you always do.   I know you like it.  When I’m in charge.   It’s a relief, isn’t it?  When you don’t have to be the one in total control all the time.”

“It’s…nice.”

“It’s more than nice.   You don’t have to say it.  I know the effect it has on you.  I know how much you enjoy it.   When someone tells you what to do for a change.  Maybe not downstairs in the spider head, but up here. When it’s just the two of us.  When there’s no one else around and you don’t have to put on a big show for them.   Isn’t it nice?  To just be yourself?  To just sit back and be totally submissive?  It’s your thing, isn’t it.”

“Sometimes. And I don’t know about TOTALLY submissive, but….”  

A long, quivering sigh escapes his lips;  caught up in the mixed sensations brought on by sharp, almost punishing nails and a soft, moist lips.   Her fingers leaving angry , red marks across his ribs and over his chest and down onto his stomach;  digging into his sides as she blazes a trail of slow and agonizing kisses from the center or his sternum to his navel.  The anticipation of what’s to come already has him hard;  begging for attention and the tip covered in glistening precum.   His hips   lifting off the bed by the time she reaches the insides of his thighs;  her mouth licking and sucking and nibbling at one and then the other.    And she has her fingers curled around his shaft and he can feel her warm breath wafting against his cock when he hears it;  the audible click of a door opening and the sound of footfalls on the stairs.  Followed by Jeff calling out to him.

[fishfarmfrankie]

Crackhead Hcs for being with the MHA boys

Tw; I swear but we known that, kinda cringe

These are just some crackhead headcanons I have for being in a relationship with the boys from My Hero and your guys special little weirdo thing

Izuku Midoriya

fuckin baby talk

You seem to have gotten into a bad habit of baby talking Izuku all the time, then he started doing the same to you. Now you guys can’t stop.

You’ll be sitting together at lunch with Ochaco and Iida, and you’ll notice that Izuku has some food at the corner of his mouth. Forgetting that there’s other people around, you’ll wipe it with his shirt and start babbling; 

Y/N-  “Awww bwaby iz so mwessy~ herw I’ll cwean it all ups foa yu moi lil cutie zuzu 🥺🥺”

Deku- “Twank yu babygirl, ywou’re sow pwerfect and noice i lobe yu so mwuch baby UwU”

Y/N- *Pinching Midoriya’s cheeks*  “ey lobe yu twu UwU”

Frankly, everyone is disgusted. As am I.

Bakugou Katsuki

Sometimes when the two are you are arguing you literally just start growling at each other. 

Like once the two of you were just cooking in the kitchen of the UA dorms making dinner and started fighting over who’s the better chef. Y’all get so caught up in the argument with butted heads, puffed out chests and razor sharp eye contact you don’t even notice how foolish the two of you look while you stand there growling at each other like wild wolves. But way more cringey.

When Kiri spots you two. At first he thought you were going in for a kiss but after further investigation he noticed that the both of you were making weird gargling noises without leaning in. 

He thought it best to show the rest of the Bakusquad

Denki is now convinced you two are furries.

Todoroki Shoto

YOU TWO OF YOU ARE ALWAYS FUCKING MATCHING AND I’M NOT SURE IF THIS SHOULD BE CONSIDERED SWAG YOLO OR CRINGEY ASF

As with most things, it started out innocent enough. You had found matching chains and decided to get one for Shoto, everyone thought it was cute, so you moved on colour coordinating outfits. Then shopping together, now you two literally just wear the same outfits, with the same accessories, SAME EVERYTHING. IT’S JUST SO OBNOXIOUSLY IN YOUR FACE LIKE WSERTDRFYTGUYH

Individuality said no🤩

At least when you two pull up to a party y’all PuLl uP

This do be you two tho:

Ejirou Kirishima

Kirishima just randomly bites you. All the fucking time. Sometimes they hurt and sometimes they’re just little gentle ones, but it’s just so aimlessly stupid yet frequent to the point where you don’t even acknowledge it anymore. 

It’s a common occurrence for you to be chilling out on the couch with Sero and Denki, lying upside down with your legs sprawled on the back edge of the couch, when Kiri just walks in, grabs your ankle, bites it, and then leaves to go back outside.

Baku-   “WHAT THE- WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ABOUT?”

Y/N-       “huh? Oh I don’t know he just does that sometimes.”

Baku-     “I- fuck it I’ll never understand you weirdos.”

No one knows when this started, people wonder if it’ll ever end. Either way, it’s cute so you’re fine.

Accurate depiction of Kirishima with his S/o:

Denki Kaminari

Too many crackhead quirks in this relationship to count

Most notably the fact that you two have pretty much devised your own language based purely off of old vines and Tik Toks.

This isn’t really an uncommon thing in relationships (i guess i wouldn’t know), but the problem is that you two do it so fucking much that it pollutes all of class 1-A.

NOW TODOROKI GENUINELY BELIEVES THAT HITTING THE WOAH IS A PERFECTLY VALID FORM OF COMMUNICATION AND YOU’RE ALL OSTRACIZED FOR BEING THE CRINGEY CLASS THAT IS STILL REFERENCING DEEZ NUTS BUT THAT’S JUST BECAUSE NO ONE ELSE UNDERSTANDS THAT IT MEANS ‘DO YOU WANT SOME?’ FFS THIS IS WHY AIZAWA IS RETIRING AT AN EARLY AGE

Sero Hanta

The nicknames smfh😔

It started with ‘Bae’ and ‘my other half’ but now you’re straight up unironically calling him ‘❣💫Big🥵Dick✨Papi😩” and “ 💞Pennis🤤The👅Menace 😘”

Not even in text you guys just call each other this without realizing sometimes in class

Y/n- “Hey honeybear can i borrow a pen”

Sero- “Sure Mi Amor, hey you coming to training after school?”

Y/N- “I don’t know Hunky~boo I have some homework to do and-”

Sero- “Listen Mamacita if you join in we can have some fun afterwards, huh?”

Y/N- “Yes daddy😳.”

U M   Y’ A L L 

[atherix]

Its currently midnight, im currently doing my college work and doin some daily bc i slept the whole afternoon instead of doing it. I have read the latest chapter and this is your regular update from purp anon.

So first, let's hear on the purp anon's mental state of the latest update;

JWJ%KSKSKSKSK/SKKD??? AAAAA.

And now, for a more coherent reaction.

ATHERIX U WERE RIGHT I WAS NOT READY. HOW DARE U OFFER ME THE SIBLINGS CONTENT ONLY TO SAY SIKE AT US AAAAAA

AND MUMBO. POOR MUMBO. BRO I JUST WANNA GIVE THAT MAN A HUG CAUSE THAT WAS TOO CRUEL MAN. EVEN FOR ME. (But in a writer's POV, that was PERFECTLY EXECUTED)

AND SCAR. POOR, POOR SCAR. NO WONDER I HAD A SILLY FEELING WHEN THE NICKNAME 'Rosebud' WAS INTRODUCED LIKE NOT THAT LONG AGO.

Angst aside, can i just say the description about how abandoned the alley is so good??? Like my dear writer, how tf do u manage to SHOW how ancient the place was. And the small comment about the whole charged creeper? Noice.

IM SCREECHING AND VIBRATING BC SO MANY THOUGHTS RUNNING THRU ME. But i must remain calm, bc i know this is just the tip of the ice berg. If I'm screeching loudly at this, you can only imagine how much more feral i will go as the new updates comes thru wjdjwjd

But i know, the worst must come forth for a rainbow to emerge from the darkest pits of the realm LMAO. So we all must remain calm and put our big boi pants and brace for impact wjxjdjx

- purp anon

Midnight is the perfect time to read Midnight Series <3

HFKJSJFLKFLS beautiful, I love it <3

No one was ready. And no one will BE ready hehehe <3

HAHAHA I knew the moment I thought about this scenario (ages ago might I add, this has been PLANNED for a while :) ) that there would be Screaming <3 I love it hehehe

I TOOK MYSELF OUT WITH THE MUMBO PART HEHEHE <3 Mans convinces himself "I've come to terms with what happened" and then literally comes face to face with it jkfhdskjghdjk mans needs a huge hug, he was so shaken by it </3

HEHEHEHE the nickname isn't the only important thing there. But I won't point it out yet :) Hehehee

LOOK. GOD I love abandoned places so much. They're so fun. I'm so glad I was able to get across just how abandoned and ruinous the Alley is <3 Hehehe <3<3

Hahaha as I told Stitch, it only gets worse from here :) So uh... prepare yourself <3 And you ask yourself, "How can it be worse than coming face to face with your dead/presumed dead loved ones and having that hope stripped away?" Well. Hehe :)

Please remember this going forward :D It is important <3 Just brace yourself. There's a beautiful sunset waiting on the other side <3

[anonymous-eggy]

OKAY NOICE HERE ARE RIAN HEADCANONS

- I can totally see Rian singing 'arabian nights' (the will Smith version since the voice suits him better) with a little drum thingy tied to his waist and jumkas at his ankles (if you're wondering what that is it's a kind of jingly indian jewelry idk how to describe it)

-i feel like he probably speaks a lot of languages and would give you hell lot of nicknames but mostly 'your majesty' would stick

-would get you jewellery ALL.THE.TIME. would absolutely not hesitate to buy you anything if he think you might like it. Pretty little dangler earrings? Bigger rings with rocks in em? MATCHING NOSE RINGS? -swoons-

- would not care about your gender when it comes to compliments. Like at all. Oh you're a petite smol girl? YOU'RE GODDAMN HANDSOME. Big bitch man? BEAUTIFUL.

-if he were ever travelling with the help of stars and came across a new one yoU BET YOUR ASS HES NAMES IT AFTER YOU.

-your name may or may not be carved at the under side of his bed cause he was up late thinking about you ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

- he'd spoil you so much it's not even funny. like you're not allowed to hesitate to ask for ANYTHING more food or wine? HES ON IT. Oh you like that shirt? LET'S BUY YOU 10. Poor boi just wants to give you more freedom than what you've had growing up in a castle :(((

- would love to teach you different dances just imagine y'all are happily dancing on a terrace,,,,,just two idiots in love,,,you haven't even processed how much time has passed just dancing the night away with this pretty man,,,,oh look the suns up,,,,well shit , ,

- he'd have such a shit eating grin if you started cursing cause of him or generally picked up slangs that he uses. Would not let you forget if you ever accidentally cursed while talking to a noble or diplomat lmao-

OKAY DAS IT FOR NOW LEMME KNOW JF YOU WANT MORE OF DIFFERENT CHARACTERS 👀

-dumb bitch anon >:)

OMLLLL AGH I LOVE! i was thinking ab similar things last night 😭

he absolutely gives "lemme give u things" vibes, which i think is cute and funny bc you absolutely have more than enough money to have whatever you want already and yet he'd still wanna get you gifts

AND THE THOUGHT OF HIM TEACHING YOU HOW TO DO DIFFERENT DANCES FROM THE "FANCY PROPER" ONES YOU WERE TAUGHT. He'd love to see the way your eyes light up as you learn about dances you were never taught because your father was set on keeping you focused on learning proper things and how to rule when you were younger.

also he'd like the way you stare at him as he demonstrates a move and he'd tease you if you're too busy thinking about how pretty he is and forget to actually listen and watch 💀

Just,,, the thought of him,, exposing you to new things you've never seen or been able to do,,, and he just falls even deeper in love with you every single time he sees that thoughtful or curious look in your eyes. as much as he teases you or acts cool about it, he's so in love and wants to show you everything, just to see that joyous expression on your face again.

COULD YOU IMAGINE FINDING YOUR NAME CARVED THOUGH?! IMAGINE HIM TRYING TO EXPLAIN THAT AHAHAHA

allow me to share a thought i was thinkin last night. idk how canon it is, but i kinda get "is used to mostly eating almost alone, if not completely" vibes from the mc. i could just imagine getting a little overwhelmed the first time eating with Rian's crew and sneaking to Rian's cabin, and he notices and follows and sharing a soft sweet moment with him😭

ANYWAY DO U MEAN TO SAY U GOT MORE? I WILL TAKE ALL U HAVE TO OFFER BC IM A WHORE FOR THEO, GWY, AND MAEVE TOO

[justyourusualash]

The Light of His Life

Book: Open Heart (Post Book 3) [Fated Universe]

Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC {Angel Martin}

Word Count: 2503 (Noice!)

Warning: Teen

Premise: Ethan is asking her the most important question of his life.

A/N I: Thank you to @jamespotterthefirst for pre-reading this fic and giving me the confidence to post it. Love ya!

A/N II: Bree, the ring is at the very end.

He always knew he wanted to spend his whole life with the woman he currently called his girlfriend. But, around their first anniversary, the word 'wife' started floating around in his head. A few months after their first anniversary, Ethan Jonah Ramsey was dead set on making Angel Rose Martin his wife. He just wanted to wait for the right time. Ten months after their second anniversary, he knew it was the right time.

Ethan was sitting in a sturdy chair, in a cafe where he had agreed to meet his best friend Seth, for breakfast. He had his phone in his hand and he was scrolling through the browser looking at engagement rings for Angel.

"Rammie!" Came Seth's voice from in front of him.

"Woah!" Ethan was startled. "What? Also, I told you not to call me that."

"Where were you? Did you even listen to word I said?"

"Uhhh..... No." Ethan replied sheepishly.

"What are you even looking at?"

"Nothing. Nothing." Ethan said, quickly pocketing his phone.

Seth gave Ethan a suspicions glare, but didn't pry, instead said, "You weren't listening that's why I called you that." Referring to the nickname he just used a few seconds ago, which he also used when the two of them were kids.

"Fine. Roddie." Ethan smirked.

"Seriously?"

"You called me that once, I called you that once. No more."

"Fine."

The rest of the breakfast went relatively well, Ethan ignoring any and all questions about his phone.

As the two of them finished up their breakfast, Ethan's phone buzzed with a text from Angel.

"And, my girlfriend already wants me back home." Ethan said, getting up from his chair while replying to the very peculiar text he received.

"I'll join you, Ava took the car, dropped me here and drove to your place." Seth replied, also wanting to see his girlfriend, otherwise known as one of Angel's best friends.

"Okay." Ethan shrugged.

They drove back to Ethan's apartment, having conversations on random topics. All this while Ethan's mind was thinking of how to search for the perfect ring for Angel.

From then on, every single minute he had alone he searched for rings. Until, one day, 2 weeks after their third anniversary, he found the perfect ring.

The moment he saw the ring, he knew it was the one he was going to use to propose. Now, all he had to do was ask Naveen for his blessings.

The next day, he was standing in front of Naveen's office trying to gather the courage to ask him.

Ethan took a deep breath and stepped inside the office of the chief of the hospital slash his second father slash his girlfriend's god-father slash his future god-father-in-law.

There the sight he saw confused him, "Dad? What are you doing here?" He asked his father who was sitting on the couch in Naveen's office.

"Oh, we meet every once in a while to chat." Alan replied.

"And that chat would mainly include my relationship, wouldn't it?" Ethan asked.

"Yes, son." Came Naveen's voice.

Ethan pinched the bridge of his nose, shook his head and said, "Anyway, Naveen, I wanted to ask you something."

"Go ahead."

"What's Angel's ring size?"

"Why would you want to know Angel's ring size?" Alan asked, and Naveen nodded wanting to know the same thing.

"I want to marry her." Ethan almost whispered, as he was so damn nervous. But, the two men heard him crystal clear.

"Ethan? You sure?" Alan asked, worried about the way Ethan reacted after what happened with his own wife.

"More than sure dad." Ethan replied, with conviction in his voice. "Angel is not Louise." He stated.

"Angel's ring size is 7. For reference here is a ring she used to wear." Naveen said while handing him a promise ring she used to wear when she was in Med school.

"Thanks. Does that mean.....?" Ethan asked.

"Yes. You have my blessings." Naveen smiled. "Do you know what ring you're going to use?" He asked.

"Yeah. It's something like this one." Ethan said, showing both Alan and Naveen the picture of the ring.

"She's going to love it." Naveen said. "It's exactly her style."

"It is?" Ethan asked with a huge grin on his face. "It is." Naveen replied.

"Go make a wife out of her son." Alan said, while clapping his son on the back.

"Let me order the ring?" Ethan said.

The two older men laughed at his reaction, Ethan groaned, thanked Naveen and left the room.

He ordered the ring and impatiently waited every single day for it to arrive.

Until, 4 weeks later, when Angel was at the hospital and Ethan had the day off, the bell rang, and when Ethan opened the door, he finally got it. Angel's ring.

He carefully opened the box and smiled when he saw the ring. Now to plan.

His original plan was to take Angel to dinner and then propose at the end of it. But, a week or so after he got the ring he saw how exhausted Angel was. He changed his plan.

He asked Naveen to give both him and Angel a week of leave, and booked a flight to Miami, the place it all started for them. He booked the same room in the same hotel they stayed at during the conference.

He bought a beautiful lavender colored dress for her and packed it in his suitcase so she wouldn't see it.

Two days before the flight he entered Angel's office and said, "Your shift is over, head home because you need to pack."

"For what?" She asked, very confused.

"You, my love, are exhausted, and I am taking you on a vacation."

"Seriously?"

"Yes. Get up, go home and pack yourself a bag for one week."

"A whole week?"

"Yes."

"Where are we going?"

"Surprise. You'll find out at the airport."

"Oh! Come on. Please?" She gave him the best puppy eyes she could do.

"That, Rookie, is not going to work."

"Hmph." She huffed, but got up from her chair.

"Come here for a second?" Ethan called her just as she was about to open the door.

"What?" She asked while walking towards him.

When Angel was close enough, Ethan gave her a kiss, smirked, and said, "This is a preview of what's going to happen on the vacation."

She blushed, and playfully slapped his arm, before leaving to pack for the trip.

When she reached home, she texted Ethan asking about the weather, so she could pack accordingly, also hoping that Ethan would let slip where they were going.

He didn't.

She packed according to the weather and waited for Ethan to return.

The next two days, she kept asking him where they were going, but Ethan did not tell her anything.

"Miami?!" She asked once she looked at the boarding passes.

"Mhm." Ethan replied smiling when he saw the huge smile on her face.

"Don't cockblock yourself this time." She teased.

Ethan groaned at that and Angel laughed.

They boarded the flight and spent most of the time talking. Angel fell asleep on Ethan's arm for the last hour and half. Ethan smiled at the sight and tried to imagine what the ring would look like on her hand.

They landed and sat in a cab to the hotel. When they got out of the car, Ethan waited to see Angel's reaction. The moment she saw the hotel, she looked at Ethan in shock, and saw that Ethan had a smile on his face. Ethan stepped beside her, wrapped an arm around her waist, and walked inside the hotel with her. He told her to stand a few steps away from the reception, so that the surprise isn't spoiled. The moment they walked into the room, Angel said, "What?" In shock.

Ethan said, "Surprise."

"This is a fucking huge surprise and that is how you say it? In B flat?"

Ethan laughed and wrapped his arms around her, "I love you."

"I love you too."

"Okay, I know you want to just rest and you want to order room service, but, I planned a dinner for us."

"Okay, so I need to get ready."

"I got something for you."

"What?"

Ethan got the dress out of his bag and gave it to Angel.

"This is beautiful, Ethan!"

"You like it?"

"I love it!" She ran and gave him a hug. "What are you going to wear?"

"You'll see."

About an hour later, Angel was ready. Ethan walked into the restroom, and stopped.

"How do I look, Ethan?"

"You look..... ethereal."

"Well, you look handsome too." She said, noticing the all black suit he wore.

Ethan extended his hand, which Angel took and they walked out of the room together.

"Where exactly are we having this dinner?" Angel asked Ethan in the elevator.

"On the beach." Ethan replied with a smile, knowing how much she loved the beach.

He was absolutely bursting with nervousness inside, he made sure Angel couldn't see anything. Now the only thing he had to do was not ruin the proposal. He put a hand to his pocket and took a deep breath when he felt the ring inside.

When they stepped out on the sand, Angel skipped forward and stood in front of the water, taking a deep breath, smelling the beach.

Ethan stopped a few steps behind Angel and took a deep breath.

'It's show time.' He thought.

"Angel?" He called out nervously.

She turned around and gave Ethan a questioning look, "Why do you look so nervous?"

"That's because I am nervous." Ethan stated.

"Are you-?" Angel started to step towards him.

"No! Stay there!" He half-yelled.

"O...kay?" She was very confused now.

Ethan took a final breath, looked Angel in the eyes and started to speak.

"Angel..... I don't know how to put my feelings into words. I'm very bad at it. But the one thing I do know, is that I love you. A lot. I love the way you like to listen to music when you cook. I love the way you sing with your guitar in hand when you have free time. I love the way you look in the morning with messy hair. I love the way you care for and play with your nieces. So much so, that you made me want a family one day. I love, basically everything about you. You, Rookie, are the light of my life.Ever since I told you that I love you, I've been happier than ever. I want to spend my whole life with you. Which is why I ask you....." He got down on one knee, and she covered her mouth with her hands and gasped.

"Angel Rose Martin..... Will you marry me?" He asked her with a shaky voice.

"Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!" Angel yelled through her tears.

"Yes?" Ethan asked, disbelief laced in his voice.

"Yes!" Angel yelled again while nodding.

Ethan slowly slid the ring on her finger, and got up.

He picked her up and started spinning her around, while yelling, "You said yes! You said yes! You said yes!"

A few moments later, he put her back down, and kissed her with every ounce of passion he had.

When he broke the kiss, they both had smiles on their faces.

"Ethan, this.....?" She asked.

"I had been planning this for the past 2 months. I got the ring 2 weeks ago. But I knew I wanted to do this even before our first anniversary."

Angel smiled and gave him another kiss, when her stomach grumbled.

Ethan laughed and said, "Alright, it's time for dinner, I guess."

He wrapped an arm around Angel and they walked to the dinner table which had been set up on Ethan's special request.

They had dinner occasionally chatting, but mostly in comfortable silence, which was spent staring at each other with looks of adoration and love.

On their walk back to the hotel, Angel said, "You know, I missed Miami."

"Oh? Is that why you're with me? Because I take you on vacations?" Ethan asked in a teasing voice.

"Mhm." She replied, even more teasingly.

"I hate you."

"You can't say that, Ethan."

"Why can I not?"

"I'm wearing a ring, that you gave me."

"Fine."

"I can say I hate you."

"No. You're wearing a ring I gave you." They stepped into the elevator.

"I can. There are so many other things I may be with you for."

"Oh? Such as?" Ethan asked with a grin on his face.

"Let's see. You're rich."

"Okay."

"You have connections."

"So does your dad?"

"I love you." She said with a huge smile.

"Oh?"

"Also, most importantly." They stepped into their room.

"What?" He asked.

"You're very hot."

"Am I now?" He pressed her against the door, with a smirk.

"Yeah." She replied, when Ethan dipped his head to kiss her.

The kiss quickly turned heated and Ethan's hands took refuge on Angel's hips. Her hands reached the dress shirt he was wearing, and she started to undo the buttons. She pushed the shirt off his shoulders and moved her hand to his pants while his hand travelled to her back and he carefully unzipped the dress. He broke the kiss, took a step back and just smiled when she gave him a confused look. He bent down and picked her up bridal style towards the bed, to give her one of the best nights of her life.

The next morning Angel woke up before Ethan. She turned her head and snuggled closer to him. She watched him for a few moments before snuggling closer to him. She raised her hand above her face and looked at the ring. She smiled when the memories from the night before flooded her mind.

"I take it, you like the ring?" Came Ethan's groggy voice from beside her. She craned her head to see that Ethan was watching her with a small smile on his face.

"I love it." Angel replied moving a little to kiss him.

They laid there in companionable silence for a few minutes before Angel said, "Angel Rose Ramsey, sounds good, doesn't it?"

"Sounds great." Ethan smiled.

"So? How are we telling everyone?" He asked.

"Eh. Let's wait till we're done with our vacation. We'll post something when we leave for the airport." She replied nonchalantly.

"Fine. But then don't tell me to say anything when everyone tries to kill you." He joked.

"Nah. They won't kill me."

"Why not?"

"They love me too much." She stated. This made Ethan laugh, and Angel laughed with him.

"Dr. Ramsey?" She whispered after a few seconds of silence.

"Hmm?" He hummed.

"You're my fiance, and you're going to be my husband." She said excitedly.

"And you, Dr. Martin are my fiancee, and are going to be my wife." He replied back even more excited.

"I love you so god damn much, Angel." Ethan kissed her forehead.

"I love you too, Ethan."

If you want to be tagged in any of my fics you can just let me know.

@openheartfanfics @choicesficwriterscreations

[strollinglance]

i asked my friend who knows nothing about f1 to give the 2021 grid (+ alex albon and callum ilott) nicknames

and this happened...

mick: pomodoro

because of that one cooking video in which he asks for pomodoro, she only remembers him as that and doesn’t acknowledge him as mick only as pomodoro

daniel: dani

because daniel’s too long apparently and i stan her for that, i call him dani too, it’s short and sweet, she finds him very hot and loves his hands (me too girl me too)

pierre: french tiddy man

because i sent her one pic of him in which his pecs looked noice, she calls him tiddies too, i stan her for that

charles: bug, charlito, demon child

i call charles a demon child often, she came up with bug because of his big, round eyes (endearing)

max: frog

(self-explanatory) she doesn’t like him at all.

george: aquarius man

because he’s an aquarius and she doesn’t like aquariuses

lance: the rich guy who simps for his gf

i showed her videos of him and sara, she stans

lando: fake peter parker

circles back to a dream i had where lando was spiderman, she doesn’t know his name and only refers to him as fake peter parker

callum: pomodoro’s boyfriend

i sent her schulott pics too, she ships schulott now, and loves poppy :)

alex: alex

because she only remembers him as alex, “wasn’t he teammates with frog?” (max) “yes they used to be teammates” “ooh”

esteban: “idk, rat maybe”

“i don’t know why but he kinda looks like a werewolf”

lewis: hottie

she thinks he’s very hot, i agree. she loves him, i do too. she wants him to win the championship, so do i bestie.

seb: ferret

i call seb my dad more often than i should (he’s one of the only reasons i have a relationship with my dad honestly, gotta give him the benefit). “he looks like a ferret” “he definitely looks like a ferret” *proceeds to send me a picture of an albino ferret after the picture i sent her of seb*

kimi: no nickname

“he looks like a ferret too” closeted simi shipper

antonio: jesus

“WHY DO THEY ALL LOOK LIKE RATS” “this jesus is kinda hot”

fernando: sir lion

“his hair looks very soft… i wanna touch…” “he looks like a lion a bit” “sir lion… yeah sir lion” my mum likes alonso don’t ask me why, i don’t know either tbh

checo: mexican willyrex

“he’d make a great youtuber i bet” willyrex is a spanish youtuber i think, he does gameplays and whatever i don’t watch him, he kinda does look like him though

yuki: just yuki

“HE’S SO TINY COMPARED TO TIDDY MAN” (pierre) i know he’s my height lmao “i like him but i don’t have a nickname, he’s just… yuki” “*laughs at him swearing like a sailor*”

nicky: nicky jam

can u tell we listen to a lot of reggaeton? because we do bestie “he’s adorable i like him”

valtteri:

nothing. she think he looks nice though.

carlos:

“isn’t he like… charlito’s friend?” “he’s his teammate” “oh. alright.”

[mysterylover123]

Mysterylover watches Bleach episodes 195-196: “RUKIBRO IS BACK!”

1. Nel’s fight continues! And it’s transformation time baby. Though we then transition to the annoying sidekick fight (Nel’s sidekicks, not Renji and Uryu) and make lots of censorship jokes.

2. Nel’s back to baby again? WHA? WTF?! So...huh? Hime breaks free but sadly it looks like even she won’t be able to  help here. What. 

3. So now the other guy’s just stomping on Ichi and crushing his bones. Yikes. Well I mean, he’s a shonen protagonist...getting all the bones in his body crushed is basically just a Tuesday. But still. 

4. And of course the annoying pink dude Renji and Uryu are fighting isn’t down. Time will end, the world will die, the universe implode, and Renji and Uryu will still be stuck fighting this loser. 

5. FINALLY WE CUT BACK TO RUKIA. OMG DAMN I’VE MISSED YOU RUKIA. PLEASE DON’T DIE. OMG they really are hitting home how screwed all our MCs are right now. Since there’s like a billion episodes/chapters left I assume they’ll be fine. 

6. Orihime appears to have decided that having complex dialogue is for losers and repeating the MC’s name over and over again is now the extent of her faculties. Please do something else soon Hime. (Tho Ichigo isn’t much better, as yelling her name is about all he’s said this episode other than “ARGH”)

7. Kenpachi is here? Huh. Safe to say I did not see that one coming. I thought the Soul Reaper society wasn’t participating in this fight. Guess they changed their minds.

8. Ok so now Nnoitra is fighting Kenpachi. I really hope this fight doesn’t take long. I don’t really care much about either of these characters. They’re both OK enough but they’re side characters.

9. Ichigo asks the important questions and we learn that Ura is responsible for this. 

10. OOH but Pink hair is here too and I love her so that’s something. And RUKIBRO!!!! OH HELL YES I’VE BEEN MISSING THIS GUY. 

11. And Two badass ladies, Unahana and Isane, are here to save Chad. EXCELLENT. This is getting good. Please compensate me for robbing Nel of her fight, badass ladies.

12. Pink hair starts beating up Ichigo more; what’s with Ichi and getting beaten up by ladies today. Hime finally adds more words to her repertoire and reprimands Pink Hair. Thank god she’s capable of speech again

13. RUKIBRO is here to save Rukia of course. Yay! Please hurry man. Meanwhile Hime and Ichi are in some trouble it looks

14.  Our various fights continue to rampage while all our MCs are down for the count. I’ll be honest, even though it would probably mean defeat for the heroes, I really hope Ulqui and Grimmjow come back into play soon. They’re just so much more interesting and I’d much rather see RukiBro and co fighting them.

15. OH SHIT IT LOOKS LIKE RUKIBRO’S BEEN STABBED. He really seems like the type of character who’s gonna die some day (I try to avoid spoilers but I’ve seen hints that he may either die or be taken out of commission so I’m worried for him.

16. Yes I know RukiBro has a real name (Byakuya). I just prefer my nickname for him. Also he’s fine and remembering Yoruichi. NOICE. 

17. Well at least they made it outta this batch of episodes ok. Sure that’ll last

[ladycatofwinterfell]

The dog

Summary: The Starks get a dog and initially Catelyn is not happy at all with it. But she comes around, to say the least.

Basically, this is the story about the unexpected friendship between a Cat and a dog.

The idea originally came from @vpba so all credit for this goes there. I changed it up a bit, but I hope you still like it! And I’m so fucking sorry for that it took so long. Consider this an official apology

The kids had promised so sweetly that they would take care of it all on their own and that she would barely notice that it was there. She had always been more of a cat person, if truth be told, so she wasn’t happy with it all. Perhaps that had been unavoidable considering the nickname that had been given to her.

But Ned had gone on and on about how it would teach the kids responsibility. So she had relented, she had let them bring home a little puppy who Rickon had named Shaggydog. He was an ugly thing and he did deserve his name, he was very shaggy.

They did take responsibility for him, just as they had promised. They took turns, played with him, took him for walks, fed him, bathed him. And they were all so happy. Catelyn was okay with it for about two weeks, then the furball started following her around. It annoyed her a lot, that he was always at her heels, looking at her with his large puppy eyes. It didn’t matter what she was doing, he was always there, just watching her. She wasn’t able to stand it, she was barely able to stand the dog even when it was not around her. It just haired. Everything in her house was covered in doghair and she hated it. He had only been there for a month and still he had managed to take over the whole house. And he made so much noice. Howling and barking at nothing. Every morning she woke and wondered why she had ever allowed them to take the fur demon into her home. She also wondered why they had not asked for a cat, it would have been so much nicer. She would have actually liked the pet.

The drop that made the goblet spill over was when she woke in the middle of the night to find the shaggy thing by her bedside. For a moment she considered to throw him out the window. Unfortunately it was generally quite frowned upon to throw your kids’s pet out a window, so she couldn’t really do that. She refused to acknowledge that she was in no way capable of murdering an, mostly innocent, animal.

“How did you even get in?” she whispered angrily.

She looked over at the door, noticed that it wasn’t closed. Ned had not closed it properly when he came in. Damn him.

She climbed out of the bed and pushed the dog out of the room, closing the door between them. The furry bastard just started scratching at the door, a sound so incredibly annoying that she could feel herself going crazy. Catelyn just stood there and stared at the door, tried to control her anger. The dog just wouldn’t stop.

The noice woke her husband too.

“Cat? What are you doing?” he asked, his voice hoarse with sleep. “And what is that noise?”

“It’s the dog” she responded.

“Let him in then.”

Catelyn laughed despite her anger.

“Let him in? Let him– I just got him out! I don’t want that thing in my room!”

“He won’t do anything and we need to sleep, just let him in.”

“No.”

It was dark in the room so she couldn’t see his face, but she heard his sigh. And she could imagine how he looked at her. Maybe she was being unreasonable. Or she wasn’t, she had not wanted that dog and it had no reason to be in her room. Why couldn’t he sleep with one of the kids? She had five of them, there was no lack for other rooms to sleep in. Sansa had a little basket by the end of her bed where the dog was supposed to sleep, surely that was nicer than the floor?

“Cat, we cannot have this going on for the rest of the night. Let the dog in.”

“I hate you and I hate the bloody dog” she mumbled as she opened the door again, letting the foul creature in once more.

The dog would most certainly completely ruin her morning. And the rest of the night. She walked back to the bed, slipped beneath the covers once more and felt how Ned wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close to him. She snuggled back against his chest as he buried his face in her hair.

She laid awake, listened to how the beast snuffed around the room. He sounded awful even when he was fairly quiet.

“It’s not too bad, is it?” Ned said after a while.

“His presence bothers me” she said. “Why does he have to be in our room? He’s not our dog.”

“He likes you.”

“And I don’t like him.”

“Deep down, you do like him.”

“I don’t. I really don’t. I’ve never gotten along with dogs. Do you remember the one Brandon had? I swear to the gods, Ned, she planned to murder me.”

She still shivered whenever she thought of the dog Brandon had had when they met. That dog had been evil all the way through and it had been easy to tell.

Ned laughed at that and she heard how the dog stopped moving. But quickly he continued his investigation of the room.

“Cat. That dog hated everyone except for Brandon. Not all dogs are like that. most are very friendly, actually.”

“Not to me.”

“And what has Shaggydog done to you, my love?”

She didn’t really have a good answer to that.

***

Catelyn Stark woke the next morning to the sensation of her husband nuzzling at her neck. For a moment she kept her eyes closed, just lost herself in the feeling of his mouth on her soft skin.

“Morning” she mumbled.

“Morning.”

His hot breath sent a shiver down her spine and she twisted in his arms so that they were face to face. He kissed her and pulled her closer to him. She could feel his hands on her back, one was going  up into her hair and the other traveled downwards. What a pleasant way to start the day.

Then she felt something at her feet and broke the kiss in confusion. Only to see the ugly puppy standing on the bed.

“Oh my gods” she whispered in barely contained anger.

She freed herself from Ned, picked up the puppy and walked out of the bedroom with it in her arms.

“Robb, get here!” she shouted. “Now!”

It took a minute, but then the door to Robb’s room opened and he peeked out. His hair was one great mess and he blinked in the light that poured in from the large window at the end of the corridor.

“What is it?” he asked irritated and squinted at her. “Please, Mom, you can’t start yelling before nine at a weekend, people are sleeping.”

“You should be up taking responsibility for your dog” she responded. “You have to get the thing away from me, I’m going crazy!”

“He has a name.”

“I don’t care, just keep him out of my bedroom.”

Robb looked at her with a bright smile, walked over to her and took the dog from her, kissing it between the ears. The dog barked happily and responded by twisting in Robb’s arms and licking him in the face.

Catelyn pulled a face, how could anyone look that happy with a dog’s tongue in their face? It could have been anywhere, dogs were not very hygienic.

“He likes you” he said, just like Ned had said the night before.

“Well, I don’t like him.”

“What has he done to you, Mom?”

She couldn’t really admit to her son that she got cockblocked by his puppy. But maybe he understood that anyway because Ned laughed from behind her.

”Come on, give him a chance, he’s kind!”

“It doesn’t matter if I like him or not, he’s not my dog.”

“No, but you can’t walk around and be mad about the dog. He’s going to be around for a while, you know?”

Unfortunately, Robb had a valid point. The dog would be around for a while. The earliest it would be out was when Robb moved out. There was still at least two years left until that and he would have to fight his siblings for the right to bring the dog with him to wherever he moved.

“I’ll try to get used to him, just give me some time” she muttered.

“Promise me you’ll try to like him” Robb said, sounding a lot like his father.

“I said I’ll try to get used to him, not that I’ll try to like him!”

“Promise your son that you’ll try to like the puppy!” Ned called from within the room.

“You can’t tell me what to do.”

“Cat, I know you’re stubborn as an ox, but you should consider standing back on this. The poor little fella hasn’t done anything and he’ll live with us for years.”

Damn him.

“Fine!” she sighed. “I’ll try to like the puppy.”

“Look at how happy he is now!” Robb said and smiled again.

The dog was watching her with his big eyes. He did look happy. She tried to tell herself that it just appeared to be that way because Robb had told her so. The dog couldn’t possibly understand what they were saying. But she couldn’t quite convince herself. Maybe he was a bit cute, after all.

“You already like him, don’t you?” Robb teased.

“I don’t!” Catelyn said and looked away from Shaggydog.

“I could see the way you looked at him!”

“No!”

“What are you talking about so loudly?”

Arya had poked her head out from her room. She seemed to have been fully awake for a while. She had always been an early riser, she had that after her father.

“Mom won’t admit she likes Shaggydog!”

“I don’t like Shaggydog.”

Arya smiled too.

“I’ve never heard you say his name before” she said. “I think you do like him.”

Catelyn sighed and held her hands up in the air.

“Believe whatever you want, but that’s not true.”

“Sure” Ned said.

She glared at him over her shoulder.

“Don’t encourage them.”

“Yes, darling.”

***

“Mom, I really need to meet up with Myrcella to finish a project for school, could you please take Shaggy for a walk?” Arya shouted, and Catelyn suspected she was already halfway out the door.

She didn’t have that much of a choice, did she? The dog needed to be walked even though none of the kids were at home. Of course she could tell Arya that she had to do it before – she heard the door close with a bang. She could not tell Arya to do it before she left.

She sighed and put aside her book, glanced at the clock on the wall. There was at least two hours until Ned would be home. He had went over to Robert to help him move into his new apartment, his wife had just began the process of divorcing him. And all the kids were with friends and wouldn’t be home until it was time for dinner. A walk wouldn’t be too bad, Catelyn supposed. She looked over at Shaggydog, who laid by the fireplace with his head on his paws. He had taken a liking to the rug in front of it.

She pushed herself up from her cozy spot on the couch.

“Should we go for a walk?” she asked him.

Not that he had much of a choice, but it felt better to ask him first. He immediately lifted his head and looked back at her, wagging his tail. Catelyn caught herself smiling at him.

“Come on, then.”

Shaggydog leapt up and walked by her side to the hall. He had grown quite large by then, but she had a feeling of that he still wasn’t finished. She wondered what breed it was. She had no knowledge about any of that, she had never really understood dogs or why people liked them so much. But she was beginning to understand, at least a little.

The air was clear and cold outside, and little puffs of smoke formed in the air when she breathed. Catelyn had never been very fond of snow, Shaggydog seemed to love it though. He jumped through the snow by the side of the road. Her whole house would smell of wet dog when she came home. She hated the smell of wet dog. But it was amusing to see Shaggydog dive into large drifts of snow and almost disappear, only to burst out in clouds of glittering snow.

“Oi, Stark!”

Catelyn looked up to see Maege Mormont and one of her daughters coming her way with Maege’s two dogs. They looked more like bears then dogs, if she was going to be honest. She thought Shaggydog was quite large, but those things were huge. And Maege had had them for quite a few years.

“Hello, Maege, Alysane” Catelyn greeted them with a smile.

It had been way too long since she last saw the Mormonts. She couldn’t even remember the last time.

“And who’s this little guy?” Maege asked and nodded towards Shaggydog.

“This is Shaggydog. Rickon picked his name. They begged me for a dog, so here I am.”

“Well, he certainly lives up to his name! And he’s so cute!” Alysane said.

She crouched in front of Shaggydog and scratched him behind one ear. Catelyn almost expected him to purr, he looked very satisfied.

“Having a hard time saying no to your kids, Stark?” Maege said.

Had Maege ended up with her dogs because all of her daughters had promised that they would take care of them all on their own? Or was she judging Catelyn for her weakness? She was tempted to ask.

“Not usually, but it was very hard now when the five of them and my husband all wanted the same thing.”

“I guess they worked all their charm” Alysane laughed.

Catelyn had to chuckle.

“I must confess I’m a tired parent and a weak woman, and they’ve never been more persuasive. In the end I couldn’t tell them no.”

“I understand you better than you think. It’s in those moments you wonder why you didn’t stop at two like normal people does” Maege said.

“Finally someone gets it!”

Maege only winked at her.

“We have to rush now, but it was nice seeing you again, Stark. You’ll have to come over some day, it’s been so long since we last saw you.”

“That would be lovely, Maege!”

“I expect to see you  soon then. Bye!”

“Bye!”

And so she continued her walk. Shaggydog never seemed to get tired, her just kept on running and playing in the snow. Catelyn couldn’t for her life understand where he got all the energy from, but it was certainly fun to watch. A bit like it had been to see the kids play in the snow when they had been younger. Oh gods, was she thinking of Shaggydog as her child? No, he was not her child. She didn’t even really like him. She was just walking with him because she had to. There was no other reason.

It had began to grow dark outside when they returned to the empty house. And it was getting cold, she was shivering a bit. She hated the cold even more than the snow. And where was Ned when she needed him? So she got a fire burning in the fireplace and then she curled up under a blanket on the couch with her book once more. She wasn’t terribly surprised when Shaggydog jumped up on the couch next to her, what made her surprised was that he laid down with his head in her lap. Her first instinct was to push him away, but she didn’t. It was like he had realized that she was cold and wanted to warm her.

No, the dog was not that smart, she was just imagining things. It really wasn’t good for her to be alone for too long. But she wouldn’t get him of the couch because, no matter what his intentions was, he was keeping her warm. She would just have him there until Ned came home.

So that was how Ned found her when he came home.

“Don’t you dare say a word about this to any of them” she told him. “They’ll be insufferable.”

She loved her children, but she would never hear the end of it if they found out about it.

“Well, look at you, are you sure you don’t like the dog, my love?” he laughed.

She made a face at her husband.

“I don’t like him, he’s just keeping me warm.”

“Am I getting replaced by a dog?”

“No, I actually like you. He’s just here because you weren’t at home.”

“Well, I’m glad you actually like me, this would have been very uncomfortable otherwise. Though I’m afraid you’ll have to keep the dog for a little longer, I need to make dinner for the small army that we have created.”

Ned had always been the one that cooked. She was a pretty good baker, but hopelessly bad at making actual food.

“Come here and kiss me before you make food for our offspring” she smiled.

He gladly did as she told him. But Shaggydog didn’t seem to like it at all. He raised his head and showed his teeth when Ned came close to Catelyn.

“This is a one time thing, don’t get cocky.”

Well, she had promised herself that sleeping with Ned was a one time thing too, because she had felt that she was done with Starks. Then she had ended up in a very happy marriage with five fantastic kids instead, and she was glad for that. Catelyn Stark was not a person who did things only once, on both good and bad.

She looked down at the dog. What was she doing? Something she would regret a week later, if she knew herself.

***

Regret. Catelyn felt deep regret. But the temptation had been too much. He had looked at her like all he wanted was for her to pet him. And she was weak.

Catelyn sat on the floor in her kitchen with both of her hands in Shaggydog’s fur. She couldn’t even remember why she was in the kitchen. It felt like she was comitting an unforgivable sin, even though she was just petting her dog. NO, Shaggydog was not her dog. But he was so cuddly. He needed cuddles. She didn’t have heart enough to not give him his cuddles.

“Mom, what are you doing?”

She was a child who had been caught with her hands in the cookie jar by an adult. Except that adult was her middle son, and the cookie jar was a dog. And she was a grown woman.

“Nothing” she said slowly.

“I can see that” Bran said and raised his eyebrows.

“You saw nothing.”

“Of course. I haven’t seen a thing. There is nothing to see. I just came in here to get the dog because I’m going to take him for a walk and you were not even here.”

“That’s correct.”

Catelyn got up from the floor and started brushing dog hair off her clothes. She was covered in it. How could Shaggydog lose so much hair and still have so much left on his body?

“You realize that what you’re doing is really weird, right?”

“I realize that. But you know your siblings. I can’t admit it to them.”

“I suppose I also heard nothing” Bran smiled.

“Of course you heard nothing, there was nothing to hear.”

“Right. Come on, Shaggy, let’s go for a walk.”

Shaggydog happily bounced after him out of the kitchen and left her there. Bran was right, what she was doing was very strange. And she couldn’t keep on doing it forever.

***

It had been a very long day and Catelyn just wanted to shut down completely.  opened the door and almost tripped over Shaggydog. He had made it a habit to sit by the door and wait for her to come home after work. Surely there were more interesting things to do instead of just sitting by the door and waiting, but that was what he chose to do. Catelyn really couldn’t understand it, but maybe that was just how dogs worked.

“Hello, boy” she mumbled and petted his head, as she did every day.

“Mom?”

Sansa had appearently also been waiting for her.

“Yes?”

“Where’s the dog food?”

What was she talking about?

“What?”

Sansa sighed and ran a hand through her hair, a gesture that made her look a lot like Ned. Catelyn had to hold back a smile. People often commented on that Sansa had her looks, but the girl was her father’s daughter.

“My phone was out of battery, and so I asked Robb to call you so that you could buy more dog food on your way home” she said in a very irritated voice.

“I’m sorry, but Robb hasn’t called me.”

“I fucking knew he wouldn’t do it” Sansa muttered.

“Language, young lady” Catelyn said.

“Sorry. I’m gonna call Dad.”

“Do so.”

Catelyn believed that the conversation would end there, but it didn’t.

“Does he wait for you every day?” Sansa asked.

“Who?”

“Shaggy.”

“Yes. Most days he waits for me.”

Her daughted frowned, once more looking very much like her father.

“He never waits for me. Why does he like you so much?”

“I have no idea.”

Catelyn really did have no idea. She had been the only one that had not wanted him in the first place and while she had warmed up to him she still wasn’t overly happy about having him in her home. Her kids adored him and still he preferred her. He was a strange creature.

“It’s unfair.”

“Oh I would give it away if I could.”

“Yeah, sure.”

It was true. Mostly true, at least.

***

Catelyn hated it when Ned was away. But unfortunately he had to travel with his work, and so she found herself alone at night more often than she would have liked. The bed was a bit too large for her taste when she didn’t have someone to share it with.

Shaggydog had followed her around all nigth as he always did. He had sat by the door when she came home from work and since then he had only left her side once and that was when Sansa forced him to go outside. He had needed it, but still he had struggled and whined.

She had gotten used to that Shaggydog sometimes slept by her bedside, it was just the way it was. He had grown so much that she couldn’t push him out if he didn’t go willingly anymore. So she wasn’t even a little surprised when he came trotting into the bedroom that night as she came out of the bathroom.

“Good evening” she said without even thinking of it.

He was a dog and couldn’t answer her, but she had developed a habit of talking to him when no one was around. Was she a little crazy? Maybe.

He yawned, stretching his tongue out.

“Tired, are we? Well, it’s been a long day. Not that you’ve done much, but I certainly have.”

Catelyn loved being a teacher, but sometimes parents could be insufferable. Their little angels could never do anything wrong and everything was always Catelyn’s fault, no matter what it was that had happened. Of course most parents were very nice and a joy to talk with. But she wanted to duct tape the mouths those who were rude to her for no reason while she had to be very polite even though she wanted to scream.

“Be glad you don’t need a job” she muttered as she sat on the edge of the bed.

Though Shaggydog did not come to lie at floor beside the bed. She couldn’t even see him anymore. Where had he gone? She looked around the room for a moment. And then she almost had a heart attack when he leapt up on the bed behind her.

“Gods be good, you could have given me a warning!”

He didn’t even look at her, he just spun around and made himself comfortable on Ned’s side of the bed.

“Hey, you’re not suppposed to be in the bed!”

She had been very hard on that rule, because he was way too large to get up on the furniture and she had no wish to get doghair in her bed. The dog didn’t seem to care the slightest about that. She found that deep down she didn’t really care either in  that moment. It was not like that side was taken, he could sleep there while Ned was away. If something it was nice with a bit of company, she had never liked sleeping alone.

“As long as you don’t tell Ned” she said and smiled.

That night she fell asleep scratching Shaggydog behind one ear. Yeah, she did like the dog. Very much.

***

“Catelyn?”

“Yes?”

“What is this?”

She looked up at her husband and smiled.

“What do you mean, my love?” she asked.

“I thought we had agreed on no dogs in the bed.”

They had agreed on no dogs in the bed, and she had been the one that insisted on it. But she had a very cuddly dog who enjoyed to lie next to her. And she didn’t have heart to push him down.

“He’s not doing any harm, is he?”

“I would like to go to bed.”

“But he was here first” she chuckled.

Ned scowled.

“I’ve been your husband for nineteen years!”

“Fair point.”

He raised his head from his paws and looked at her like he knew that she was about to betray him for her beloved husband of more than nineteen years. She scratched him between his ears and kissed his nose.

“You need to get down, Shaggy.”

He did do as she said, but only after giving her his best sad eyes.

“He never listens to me that quickly” Ned muttered as he replaced the dog next to her and pulled her into his arms.

“He listens if you say it nicely” Catelyn responded as she made herself comfortable against him.

Shaggy jumped up on the bed again, but curled up by the foot of the bed instead, making himself as small as he could. Good thing they had a large bed.

“Look, all three of us fit” she said.

Shaggy glared at Ned. He didn’t like sleeping at the foot of the bed, he much preferred to have more space.

“I really hope you would have chosen me over Shaggy if only two of us had fit.”

“I just chose you over Shaggy, didn’t I?”

“You hesitated” he chuckled.

She raised her head and kissed him.

“I love you, I promise.”

“I’ll have to take you for your word then.”

***

“Hi, buddy! Have you missed me? Yeah, I’ve missed you too!”

Had someone told Catelyn a year and a half earlier when they got Shaggy that she would greet the dog before her husband when she came home after visiting her brother over the weekend, she would have laughed at them. It was ridiculous. But there she was, on the floor, with her arms around her dog. She still had her jacket and her shoes on, and she had barely had time to put down her bag.

“They better have been nice to you when I was away!”

“Are you afraid of that we mistreat him when you’re not at home?”

Ned seemed very amused.

“Well, are you?”

“No. But looking at him when you’re gone one might think otherwise. He’s been miserable.”

“Awww, have you been miserable? My poor baby.”

She kissed Shaggy’s nose.

“Not that it says much, we’re all miserable when you’re away.”

She got up from the floor and laid her arms around Ned instead, pulling him close to her. She had missed him even more than the dog.

“Awww, have you been miserable? My poor darling” she smiled.

“I’m glad you’re home.”

“I’m also glad I’m home.”

She reached up and kissed him, only to be pushed away a moment later. For a second she believed it was Ned, and was deeply offended, but then she realized that it was the dog.

She couldn’t help her laugh. Shaggy just demanded more and more of her attention. And he was getting a bit too confident for his own good.

“We’ve talked about this, Shaggy! You can’t do that!” she exclaimed.

Shaggy had sat down between them. At least he wasn’t growling, that had happened a couple of times.

“Well, he’s not sleeping in our bedroom today” Ned muttered. “What’s with that dog?”

She laughed again.

“Do you hear that, boy? You are not ruining that for me.”

He had ruined that for her. More than once. And Ned was just as irritated about it every time. She could understand him, but she still found it more amusing than anything else.

“Oh he better not. Tonight I want you for myself.”

She smiled at her husband.

“No need to worry.”

***

“Are you crying?” Jon asked.

“Yes!”

They were taking her baby from her. It was just a week, sure, but she could barely remember when she had last been separated from Shaggy for that long.

“Mom” Robb sighed. “He’s a dog.”

“I know he’s a dog.”

She sat on the floor with Shaggy almost in her lap and she couldn’t see Robb and Jon behind the mountain of fur. They were going fishing for a week and had decided that taking Shaggy with them was a good idea because he needed to something other than their town.

“Some nature will do him good. Right, Shaggy?” Jon said.

Shaggy didn’t answer him.

“There’s nature here. Lots of nature” Catelyn muttered. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but we live right next to a forest. And Shaggy doesn’t want to leave.”

She and Ned took Shaggy for walks in the forest as often as they could. There was no lack of nature in that dog’s life.

“Yes, he does. He just doesn’t know it yet” Ned said. “There will be no problem at all. He’ll be perfectly happy.”

Ned had been looking forward to it since the moment Robb and Jon told them that they intended to take Shaggy with them on their trip.

“But I’ll miss him!”

“You know, sometimes I think that you love the dog more than you love me.”

“That’s not true. I love you equally.”

Ned laughed.

“I can’t believe I’m such a failure for a husband that I’m on the same level as our pet.”

Catelyn rolled her eyes.

“Now you’re just being dramatic!”

“Because that comes from the right person” he said and nodded towards her.

She stretched out her tongue at him, but actually got up from the floor. The look Shaggy gave her made her heart ache. Why could none of them see that he didn’t want to go on a fishing trip? He wanted to stay at home.

“Have you given him a proper goodbye now?” Robb asked. “No, wait, don’t answer that. We’re gonna leave now no matter what. Come on, Shaggy.”

She stood out on the porch together with Ned and watched as Shaggy trotted after Robb and Jon towards the car. She would miss him very much, but she supposed that it wouldn’t do him any harm.

“Have a nice trip” she said before Robb got into the driver’s seat.

“See you in a week! Bye!”

“Bye!”

Ned laid an arm around her waist and kissed the top of her head.

“I think this will be good for you” he said.

“It will be good for you, at least” she chuckled and leaned against him. “I know he’s been driving you mad lately.”

“I wouldn’t say mad, but I don’t like sharing my wife. Or my bed.”

Catelyn smiled and looked up at him.

“And now you’ll have your side of the bed to yourself and my undivided attention for a whole week.”

The kids were only home for meals and during the nights during the summers. They left in the mornings, came back for dinner, left again, and then came home when it started to get dark. So she had nothing else that she needed to focus on.

He kissed her again, on the lips that time.

“Whatever will I do with so much power?” he said when he pulled away from her.

“I have an idea or two” she said.

It would actually be quite nice to be able to close the door to their bedroom without having to endure a howling dog outside. Because that was what he did when he wanted to get in and they didn’t let him immediately. He howled so that it was easy to believe he had suffered a terrible injury.

“Is it too early to go to bed yet?” Ned asked and she felt how his arm around her waist tightened slightly.

“Definitely. But there’s no one at home to judge us.”

“So what do you say?”

“I say that I would like you to take me to bed.”

[mirinda03]

CONVENTIONAL FAMILY? Who’s that?

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Chapter 15: In which Virgil and Roman TOTALLY hate each other and Logan is somehow better at feelings than them.

Virgil was getting annoyed.

For the past half hour, he and Roman had been silently watching each other. Was it a glaring contest or a silent one? Both? Virgil wasn’t even sure what the rules of this competition was but he knew he was getting tired of it already.

He wasn’t used to silence. His dad and his brother were plenty loud as they argued about everything. Virgil himself was also loud when he wanted to be (althought he definitely preferred just being quite and shading people with glares)

To have so much silence was... unsettling. It reminded Virgil that his dad had forgotten to pick him up and he was now stuck with his rival.

A rival who had surprisingly pretty eyes.

They were green, but seemed to be glowing and brewing. Those two green eyes stared right at Virgil’s own eyes. Where Virgil expected malice and hate, he found none of that. Roman was still staring at him but with something different.

He continued glaring (read: staring) at roman, glaring at his face and his pretty eyes and his windswept hair and..

His thoughts derailed.

While Virgil’s inner turmoil was going on, Roman was having an inner battle of his own.

He had been staring at Virgil long before the game even began. When Virgil caught him staring, Roman had quickly acted as if he wanted to do a glaring contest

(It was at that moment that Roman was glad he was a good actor)

Virgil had believed it, of course, and had begun also glaring at Roman.

The problem?

Roman couldn’t look away.

He convinced himself that it was his deep competitive self not wanting to be bested by his villainous rival that made him continue the glaring contest on and on for more time than was probably necessary.

It wasn’t even a good glaring contest. The two had each blinked plenty of times but had gone back to glaring. How was one of them supposed to win? Roman was sure the emo prince was stubborn enough to keep this glaring contest for DAYS.

(He refused to acknowledge that he himself was also stubborn and petty enough to do that)

And yet they both kept it up, glaring at each other and not paying attention to anything else.

They were so engrossed in their ‘glaring contest’ that they didn’t notice Logan entering the room

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Logan knew his kid.

Roman was dramatic, over the top and emotional. He was reckless and hot headed as well which caused Logan many headaches.

And knowing all these, Logan was not very confident that the encounter with his rival would go well.

For all his virtues, Logan hd to admit that one of Roman’s biggest flaws was his pride. The boy would never admit defeat and while in a normal circumstance it was a good thing, right now it wasn’t.

Logan didn’t have reliable info on Virgil, but he knew enough. He seemed to come from an.. odd family (althought Logan wanted to collect data before assuming that). From what Logan inferred, the kid was used to things like his brother almost burning down buildings. That in itself was not a good sign.

Logan also had information from Roman, althought he knew full well that info was biased. After all, Virgil didn’t have fangs like a vampire or piercing glares or anything of the sort.

From what Logan could infer, the kid was anxious. He seemed to have reacted with flight instincts during this time but Logan knew it was only a matter of time before fight took in and something could happen.

Logan wasn’t ready for something like that to happen. Not because he was worried or anything but because it would simply be anticlimatic. Yes. Only that

He had decided to come in to check on them and check that they weren’t on the ground fighting and wrestling.

He came in to the exact opposite.

The room was silent and peaceful with not a noice to be heard.

And the two boys?

They were staring into each other’s eyes intensely, unaware to the rest of the world.

Logan was..... confused. Were they not rivals?

He remembered all the times Roman would speak of his ‘vicious nemesis’. Was it.... were they.... what?

Logan couldn’t deal with this. So he turned on his heel and slammed the door shut, effectively avoiding feelings as he liked to do.

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Roman was getting tired of this.

The glaring contest was proving to be fruitless. Neither of them were likely to admit defeat.

So, with an exaggeratedly pained sigh, Roman looked away from Virgil.

His rival didn’t even make a victory sound. ‘Outrageous’ Roman thought.

An awkward silence stretched between the two of them.

“So...” Roman started, not sure what to say.

Virgil stayed quiet.

“When will your dad arrive?” Roman settled on asking.

The dark haired boy simply shrugged

“No idea” he muttered “He’s probably really busy dealing with the pest that is my little brother”

Roman snorted and quickly covered it up by pretending it was a cough.

Virgil gave him an unimpressed look, clearly not buying it.

“Quite the brother you seem to have there” Roman commented

“More like quite the BOTHER” Virgil muttered once again.

Again, Roman snorted. This time, he didn’t even covered it up.

“Who knew you had a sense of humor, Negative Nancy” Roman said, feeling just a little bit amused by all this.

Virgil was about to respond right back, probably also offering a witty nickname for Roman, when Roman’s phone pinged.

Confused, Roman took out his phone and stared at it for a moment. Then he pocketed the phone.

“What was that?” Virgil asked, trying to keep the anxiousness from his voice. Was it something bad?

“Just a text from Thomas” Roman answered lazily, wanting to go back to his conversation with Virgil. Bantering with him had been.... kinda fun if he was being honest.

“What’d he said?” Virgil asked, once again anxious. He thought of all the bad things Thomas might have said. Was Remus okay? Would he go to yuvie or something?

“He said that the meeting is over. So your dad will probably be arriving at your house” Roman answered “But since he knows you’re here, he’ll come here first”

Roman was about to add something else to resume their banter when Virgil wordlessly got up and dashed out of the room, looking like a startled animal.

What the h—

Roman didn’t know that Virgil’s inner voice had suddenly shouted ‘YOU FORGOT TO CALL DAD’

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‘Oh god oh god oh god’ Virgil thought as he descended the stairs to the house.

He was so stupid.

In the spur of the moment, Virgil had completely forgotten that his dad didn’t know he wasn’t home.

He forgot!

He continued running down the stairs, not thinking to call dad now. He was too panicked realizing he hadn’t called him to call him.

Virgil looked around once he got to the bottom of the stairs. His eyes locked to what he believed to be the study.

Frantically , he sped towards the study an opened the door....

To find a bathroom.

Okay, that wasn’t the study.

He saw another door and opened it...

To find another bathroom?

How was he so bad at finding studies?

He opened another door, but not before muttering

“I swear if this is another bathroom, i’ll scream”

A voice from inside responded

“That seems like quite an aggressive way to respond to finding a bathroom, don’t you think?”

Virgil looked around the room, which was adorned by shelf after shelf of immense bookshelves. Logan sat in front of a desk, having paused mid-writing to look at Virgil in a blank way.

“What is it that you’re so desperate to find a not-bathroom for?”

Virgil didn’t know wether to shrink into himself or laugh awkwardly. He decided on a third option.

Actually answering the question.

“Uhh... I need a ride back home?” Virgil said, posing it more as a question than a sentence.

“I assume that means your father has arrived home?” Logan asked

Virgil simply nodded.

Logan stood up, taking a moment to neatly stack his papers and pens.

“Well then” he said, turning to Virgil “let’s take you home”

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