#penelope was a squirrel

[starch1ldz]

Y/n, certified collector of all things creepy and weird: my bones are almost clean :)

Garcia: HUH?

Y/n: wait did I not tell you guys about the bones??

Morgan: what the fuck does that even mean

Emily: and you guys say I'm the crazy one

Spencer: I think you're all missing a very important piece of this conversation.

[ebbpettier]

OH MY GOD YES 🤩

Re: tokyo mew mew AU

so I changed the whole thing pretty much BUT.

Her animal is still a forest owlet, but her fruit is mangosteen. I changed things to fit mangosteen (quick drawing of mangosteen depicted on the left; ignore my attempt at a star fruit next to it. I was brainstorming)

Name: Mew Mango (not mangosteen cause that's too long to say :p) (slightly confusing) (I guess the whole thing is fine) (idk) (if anyone feels compelled you can create your own name I'd love to hear one) (I'm not being sarcastic)

Weapon: Da-mango-maru (instrument is a damaru)

Attack: ribbon mangostaan-u storm-o (or smthn)? (unsure on how well storm and the damaru match. but maybe the sound of the drum could be like rain?)

@ebbpettier

apologies that I took a month. I hope you have not perished

not sure where her mew mark would be? maybe on her back (like mint). I'm slightly tempted to have it on her knee/back of her knee lol

it's probably obvious, but none of this is set in stone

redrew this picture of mint:

[elsie-talisman]

bitches be like girl why are you cryin’?

…and I gotta turn my phone around and show them a picture of paget brewster literally just existing…

[fyeahsonicthehedgehog]

[funtasticworld]

Ice cream scoops

[theloversbox]

Sketch based from a @draw-the-squad-like-this prompt. Will redraw, ink and color. 😀

Draw your characters

[januaryembrs]

oblivious!reader x downbad!spencer who’s not even nervous to flirt with reader anymore cuz she just doesn’t get it (probs older episodes spence)

CLUELESS | Spencer Reid x reader

description: Spencer's got a crush, too bad you're entirely clueless to his dilemma. (S3!Spencer in mind)

length 1.2k

At first he’d thought it was the world’s gentlest form of rejection, how you would dodge his questions, barely bat an eye at him laying himself bare for you, thought that maybe you were pretending not to see the way his hands shook and voice quivered to save him some face. 

“I-I was wondering if you wanted to go see Zodiac at the movie theatre?” He stammered, obsessively tucking his hair behind his ear because it felt like it was ticking his cheeks, or perhaps that was just some residual sweat gathering on his temple because you were just so pretty when you looked at him like that, your eyes wide and excited, waiting for him to finish speaking because you always loved to listen to him, “I was thinking we could try comparing it to the actual case and figure out how accurate their hollywood version of it is,” 

Your face lit up like the fourth of July, and your smile was blinding, “Oh, I love the movies! It’s going to be so fun, Spence!” You chirped, whirling around in your desk chair to meet Emily’s bored stiff expression as she scrolled through her computer, “Em, Spencer wants us to go see Zodiac, you in?” 

Spencer paled, because that was not what he’d meant by we whatsoever. It wasn’t that he held anything against Emily, nor JJ or Penelope as they were quickly roped into the plans as well, he just hadn't had them in mind when he thought to ask you out on a date. From what he could tell you hadn’t escaped spending time with him alone on purpose. He just hadn’t quite been specific in his question, it was an easy mistake to make. 

But you looked so excited as you organised who was getting what snacks, quickly dibsing the seat slap bang in the middle of everyone so you wouldn’t feel like anyone got left out. He thought his chest stuttered when you grabbed his hand and asked if you could sit with him since he’d remember the most about the original case, and you’d need his big brain for the little game he had planned. 

Spencer agreed, instead of trying to make it clear what he’d meant by his original question, because he hated disappointing people and the other girls seemed just as thrilled to go see the movie as you were. It wasn’t until Morgan slapped him on the back with a chuckle, having watched the whole thing from his own desk that Spencer felt truly dumb. 

“You’re going to have to try better than that, pretty boy,” He exclaimed, and Spencer bit his lip in thought, “Try asking her to do something in a way that leaves no room for confusion, girls like it when you’re direct,” 

And he nodded vehemently, because dating advice from Morgan was usually sound and bulletproof, how else would would he have garnered the ladies man reputation?

Direct, he could be direct. Sure, Spencer could be direct. 

He swallowed heavily just thinking about it. 

–

“These are for you,” Spencer jumped in before you could get sidetracked by chatting his ear off about the squirrel you’d nearly ran over on your way to work, and your expression flitted into surprise. 

He handed you the big bunch of pink roses and baby’s breath, and your mouth cracked into a smile immediately. “Oh, Spencer, these are beautiful, you shouldn’t have. My birthday’s not for another week,” 

“And I booked us a table at that Thai place on your block that you always get- wait birthday?” Spencer stumbled over his script, the words he’d been practising all morning coming to an effective halt as he realised once again his intentions had flown right over your head. And yet before he could set his record straight, just like you had last time, you’d jumped at the chance of spending time with him without understand just what you were agreeing to. 

“I love Thai food, that’s so thoughtful of you, Spence,” You said, hopping up out of your chair to give him a bear hug around his lithe waist, the flowers still tightly in the palm of your hand. He reciprocated, even if his expression was a terrible mix of frustration and confusion. 

It was like someone had cast some sort of spell over his words so that he’d never be able to ask you out on a date, like he was trying to speak in a dream, the words never really coming out. You weren’t dumb, not by any means, you could be a little naive sometimes, but never cruel. Spencer had no idea what the answer was. He guessed he was right back at square one.

–

“I don’t know man, I tried asking her to the movies, she thought it was a group thing. I tried taking her out for dinner, she thought it was for her birthday, I even asked if she wanted to come over to mine and she thought I meant a sleepover. What’s romantic about pillow forts?” Spencer sighed, leaning his head into his palm as he watched you swan around the office without a single inkling of his affections, “I mean, don’t get me wrong, I had fun at every one of them, but I just want there to be more. Maybe she just doesn’t feel the same,” 

“Don’t lose hope, pretty boy,” Derek comforted, the seemingly appointed love Guru that had had to witness two weeks of Spencer’s advances get sidelined. He followed Reid’s gaze to where you hummed a song to yourself as you collected files from Emily’s desk to take them over to your own. He bit his lip in thought, “I don’t think it’s personal, honest, I don’t think she means anything by it. You just need to be clearer,” 

“Clearer?” Spencer said with raised brows, using a single prod of his converse to swivel himself around to face you, and your expression perked into a smile just from seeing him. Derek watched the two of you closely, his theory all but game set and match as you seemed genuinely excited to see their resident genius who was convinced there was nothing there, “That shirt is really cute on you. It makes your eyes look really pretty,” Spencer said, in his most direct tone possible, because the nervousness seemed to dissipate when he knew you wouldn’t pick up on his intentions. The only sign you’d heard him at all was the way your fingers ruffled his hair affectionately. 

“Aw, thank you, Spencer,” You said, a little bounce in your step as you passed his desk to your own, running a gentle hand over his arm, where his blue striped shirt bunched around his biceps, “I like your purple one the best, but this one’s quite handsome too,” You replied, grabbing the other wad of papers from your drawer without much of a reaction and heading up the stairs to Hotch’s office, and he turned back to Morgan, throwing his hands up in exasperation. 

Morgan laughed, shaking his head and yanking his cup of coffee towards him, “She’ll figure it out some day, lover boy. I give it a month, tops,” 

And Spencer huffed, wheeling himself back to his desk, his eyes naturally trailing up to the large window that divided them from Hotch’s personal space, the two of you discussing something jovially as if you were none the wiser to his internal predicament. 

He made a note to wear his purple shirt more often.

[illdowhatiwantthanks]

The Peapod (The Surprise, Part 6)

Emily Prentiss x fem!reader Warnings: pregnancy times, established relationship, fluff on fluff on fluff, some fairly innocent references to breasts, the most wholesome BAU content, platonic love/found family 4ever Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: You and Emily are finally ready to tell the BAU your good news, so you invite everyone over for a dinner party. Celebrations ensue.

A Note on Timeline: In my head and in this fic, we're forever stuck in the Elite Team era of the BAU (Unit Chief Hotch, Morgan, Rossi, Garcia, JJ, Reid, Emily).

Week 13: The Peapod

“What did you say this was called?” Rossi asked you, dipping a hunk of cornbread into his stew.

Light music played from the record player in the corner, and the sounds of people enjoying good food and good company surrounded you. You and Emily had invited the whole team over for dinner. Emily was dying to tell them about the baby, but she’d wanted you to be there, too. This was, you knew, Emily’s version of sharing the news with her family, especially since her mom hadn’t been very enthusiastic. The BAU was her family, and you were her family, and she loved when her two worlds collided.

“Brunswick stew,” you answered, putting a few pieces of ice in Jack’s and Henry’s bowls as you ladled so that it wouldn’t be too hot.

“Thank you much.” Will nodded at you, grinning. “Been a while since I had Brunswick stew.”

“Us southerners gotta stick together up here, right?” You placed little slices of cornbread at the corner of their bowls. “You and JJ and Henry should come over for brunch sometime. I’ll make you biscuits and gravy.”

“We’d love that,” he said warmly, settling Henry in his seat before taking his own.

“You know, Brunswick stew may have originated in either Brunswick County, Virginia, or Brunswick, Georgia, but nobody knows which one.”

You shook your head. Of course Spencer knew the origins of Brunswick stew.

He kept going, tearing bits of cornbread and sprinkling them on top of his bowl. “Originally the stew would have been made with squirrel, rabbit, or possum meat. It cooks so long that it was ideal for tenderizing wild game.”

The room went silent. You passed behind Spencer carrying your own bowl and patted him on the shoulder.

“No squirrels here, though,” you assured them. “Just pulled pork from Hill Country.”

You settled in your seat next to Emily, Derek on your other side, and looked around for a moment, smiling. You were so thankful for these people. Thankful that they took care of each other so well, that they took care of Emily so well. They did such difficult work, but they got through it together. They really were like family. Overlapping conversations washed over you, and you were content to just listen for a while.

After dinner, everyone sprawled across the apartment, conversing happily. You were standing and talking to Penelope about the new Zelda game when Emily came over and took your hand. It was time. She grinned at you, and there were no nerves, only excitement. You gave her the slightest of nods, and she tapped her wine glass.

The conversation trickled to a stop as everyone looked to Emily.

“So we actually have some news,” she started, looking at you and squeezing your hand. “Y/N and I are, uh… we’re having a baby.”

Jaws dropped and huge smiles broke out.

“What!?” Penelope squealed excitedly, wrapping both of you in a bear hug. She was echoed by the whole team’s congratulations, happy calls of “Wow!” and “Congrats!” and general sounds of happiness, even a few scattered claps.

“Which one of you’s carrying?” Rossi asked.

Spencer answered before you could. “It’s Y/N. You can tell because she’s gained weight around the face and also because her breasts are significantly bigger to prepare for breastfeeding.”

“Spence!” JJ exclaimed, smacking his arm. A happy roar of laughter broke out, and you blushed beet red.

“Reid, can we not talk about my wife’s boobs, please?” Emily chastised, but you could tell she was overjoyed. This was the reaction Emily deserved from her family. You were so glad she was finally getting it.

Hugs were given all around and happy mumblings took over the room as you and Emily were swarmed for conversations and congratulations.

Rossi put his arm around your shoulder and squeezed. “I’m happy for you kids,” he said, placing a quick kiss on your cheek.

“Thanks, Dave,” you said, smiling at him.

Penelope swallowed you up in another hug. “I am so excited!” she gushed. “You and Emily are gonna be the best, most kickass moms, and we’ll have another little BAU baby! Have you all been clothes shopping yet!? Can I come!? Do you know if it’s a boy or a girl?!”

You laughed and rolled your eyes. “Well, Emily’s pretty sure it’s a boy, but that’s based purely on her ‘profile,’ so it’s still up in the air.”

“Ugh, profilers, am I right?” Penelope groaned, commiserating with you.

JJ and Will came over to offer their congratulations, too, hugging you tightly.

“It’s the greatest gift,” Will told you. “There’s nothing like it in the world.”

“How far along are you?” JJ asked.

“Thirteen weeks.”

“Second trimester,” she observed, nodding.

“Yeah, thank god,” you said, chuckling. “Morning sickness kicked my ass.”

JJ laughed, then shuddered. “Oh, I remember. Is Emily taking good care of you?”

You couldn’t help but smile. “The best. She’s amazing. I couldn’t do it without her.”

“Well, I’ll try to keep her home as much as I can,” JJ told you with a wink.

“Thanks, JJ.” You squeezed her hand.

“And, you know, if you need anything, we’re here,” she added. “Even if it’s just to call and talk about the shitty parts of being pregnant.”

You groaned, but smiled. “Please. And thank you. Emily’s here and she’s great, but…”

“It’s different when it’s your body.”

“Yeah. It is.”

Reid came to stand awkwardly between you and JJ. You were all silent for a moment before Spencer blurted, “I’m sorry I talked about your breasts.”

You and JJ burst out laughing.

“It’s okay, Spencer,” you assured him, patting his back.

“I’m really happy for you both,” he said, so straightforward, so awkward and sincere. You loved that about him.

You noticed Hotch standing off to the side, waiting his turn to speak with you, and excused yourself to join him.

“Congratulations, Y/N,” he said, smiling softly, wrapping you in a quick hug. Hugs were rare for Hotch, and you felt honored to be a recipient.

“Thank you,” you said, and you really meant it. You stood in comfortable silence for a few minutes, watching the team gather around Emily, smiling and laughing. You beamed at her. She looked so happy. You loved seeing her happy. You loved seeing her loved as deeply and as well as her team loved her.

“I hope you know,” Hotch ventured, his voice serious. “That I do everything I can to make sure she comes back home to you safely.”

“I know,” you said, taking his hand and squeezing it. “Thank you, Hotch.”

The last to approach you was Derek, and he had already known. Emily had told him just a few days earlier, swearing him to secrecy until the dinner party.

He smirked at you, pulling you into him for a hug. You wrapped your arms around him and squeezed.

There weren’t any words needed, not with you and Derek. He was Emily’s best friend. He was over for dinner or video games or a movie at least a few times a month. He was like a brother to her. And, therefore, he was like a brother to you, too.

You both watched Emily, who was showing the rest of the team a photo of a peapod to illustrate the baby’s size. Her face was alight, her cheeks tinged pink with joy and probably a little too much wine. God, you loved her.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen Prentiss so excited.”

“Me neither.”

Derek looked down at you, smiling. “You know she loves you more than anything, right?”

You nodded, feeling so happy you thought you might cry. “I know.”

“She picked good,” he said, his arm around your shoulder.

“Are you gonna be Uncle Derek?” you asked him. You hadn’t talked about it with Emily, but you were sure she’d be on board.

“Girl, I better be Uncle Derek.”

You laughed and rested your hand over your belly, your heart full. This baby was going to be so, so loved.

Later that night, Emily crawled into bed next to you, flopping onto her back and grinning like an idiot.

“Happy?” you asked, eyes shining as you stared at her.

She exhaled deeply, her tongue pushing at her bottom lip then, so quickly it took your breath away, flipped over and kissed you. It was a happy kiss, a light kiss, a kiss that wasn’t quite a kiss because you both were smiling and laughing so much.

“You make me happy,” she said, her hands gently cupping your face. You pecked her on the lips once more before her nose crinkled up in a smile and she fell to your side, wrapping an arm around your waist and laying her head on your chest.

You held her close and kissed the top of her head, running your fingers through her hair. So soft, like it was running water. It wasn’t often that Emily let you hold her, and it was even less often that she initiated it. So you held her tight, taking advantage of the rare and beautiful moment. Maybe it would become less rare, you thought. Maybe the little peapod was making Emily go soft. She already was, of course, but she had a hard time admitting it, showing it.

“You deserve to be happy,” you told her as she drew lazy circles on your stomach with her fingers. “You deserve people who love you.”

She was quiet for a while, and when she finally replied, her voice was barely above a whisper. “You really think so?”

You kissed her head a few more times for good measure. “I do.”

Emily took your hand and kissed your palm, holding onto it and twisting your wedding ring back and forth. Neither you nor Emily said anything else, and you didn’t need to. Everything unsaid had already been said, time and time again, year after year. All the words of love and dedication and admiration–you’d said them so often that sometimes the silence simply spoke for you. And sometimes you just held each other and let it.

[sera8273]

Things that are practically cannon to the Epic the Musical Universe:

•Hermes Laughs like a Horse so of course Ody Laughs like a Squirrel-

•Odysseus name is Ody so Penelope should be Penny, Eurylochus is Eury or ‘Lochus, Polites should be Poli.

•Ody is a short king, Gods and Godesses are literally just doing it to activity fuck with him but some of his friends will take pity on him.

•Little Ajax is literally just a child that got adopted by all the Soldiers-

•Ody tucks his hair behind his ear in Suffering. That’s it.

•Hermes gave Ody drugs during Wouldn’t You Like.

•Ody and Circe had a Pokemon fight in Done For.

•The Lotus Eaters are just lil fuzzy furballs and Ody after the death of Poli kept 1. It stayed with him until the start of Underworld Saga.

•When Polite dies Ody either wears his Blue headband or uses it as a hair tie and at some point during Monster it gets lost.

•Eury has a Giant ass anime sword.

•Poseidon is literally just water but…alive.

•Athena, being an Owl, has traits like one.

•Zeus eyes glow Yellow.

•Zeus is also just Clouds and Lightning but…alive

•Aeolus is a fucking energetic speedster

[myblacknightworld]

Of course Argos is coming!!! Can't leave him at home alone! AKDJDJDJSJD THE BABY CARRIER YES oh yeah of course Penelope's glasses look better, she's the one with the fashion sense lol

Oh, do you mean one of these?

It'd really complete the ensemble lmaoo

Oh!!!!!! Do you think the brim hat also has the little cords to keep it around your neck when down???? I think he would own one of those

Niko, Niko, may I present you with the week-long trip to Sparta! Odysseus in his matching t-shirt and shorts, socks and sandals and brim hat, Penelope looking very chic and Telemachus on one of those leash backpacks

(I'm still at work, but Brim Hat Ody never left my mind and this idea hit me)

Odysseus carries Telemachus in one of those baby carriers for hiking. Argos is coming along too btw.

The visual you just provided is so striking and you are so so right. How will i go normally about my day now

[armorabs]

new ref for my personal headcanon for pearl's mom, penny krabs:

the idea is that while spongebob imagined the captain from pull up a barrel as a squirrel, she was a whale - and pearl's mom

full name penelope kashalot before she married krabs, and she became known as penny the dreadful when sailing the high seas

[funemployed-fangirl]

Modern Bridgerton AU

Family Pets

Once Gregory and Hyacinth are the only two left in the house with Violet, Anthony gets them a small doodle mix of some kind. He thinks it’ll help now that all their older siblings are out of the house. He does not ask their mom before bringing the dog home. Violet is pissed at first, but it becomes her constant companion once Gregory and Hyacinth both leave. 

Anthony and Kate have a goldendoodle and a spaniel. Newton the Corgi lives with Kate’s sister Edwina. 

Benedict and Sophie have two rescue pitties. They dress them in matching PJs (and when they have kids, they take photos of the entire family, dogs included, in match Christmas PJs). 

Colin and Penelope decide against pets, since they do a decent amount of traveling. But they pet sit all the time. 

Daphne and Simon have two purebred Maine Coon cats. Everyone makes fun of them for having the fanciest pets in the family. 

Eloise and Phillip have an honest to god working farm dog. It's a Great Pyrenees, and its job is to protect some of the smaller animals they have on the farm.

Francesca gets a small rescue mix of some sort not long after John dies (it’s something Sophie encourages her to do, and she goes with Francesca to find the right dog). She takes the dog with her to San Francisco. 

Gregory and Lucy quickly decide no cats or dogs, but somehow keep ending up with animals in the house. A goldfish from a school carnival fundraiser. At turtle. at one point a rehabilitated squirrel. 

Hyacinth and Gareth have an orange cat that Hyacinth found the first week they moved to Chicago. The cat is dumb as rocks (no brain cells in that head at all) but they love it more than anything.

more (x)

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

Derek or Spence or Luke having a secret boyfriend and the team finds out cause reader shows up to the office cause D/S/L forgot his bag at reader's place

(the squirrel is important for towards the end of the fic, spoiler alert lol)

I answered this then was like 'wait need to change something!' So hit discard and then couldn't find it for a minute and thought I had accidentally deleted the ask, it was a whole whirlwind lol. Also, this might be a bit cliche but like I really like it anyway lol

Warnings: insecure Luke, Luke's a bit ooc?

Word count: 1100

You hadn’t been dating for long, just a few months, but it had been an amazing few months. You had met at a bar, both slightly intoxicated, and had switched numbers and began to chat. This continued whilst sober. After a month of talking, you had asked him out (on a date) and you had had the best time. Three days later, you had your second date and he had taken you back to his place and introduced you to a very special someone, Roxy. Roxy loved you right off the bat. When he had gotten to know you better, he would let you stay at his until he got back from a case. He trusted you to look after his apartment (and Roxy). He would also let you stay around if he had to go to work while you were at his place. The best part about Luke’s day was coming home and seeing you.

You sighed as you pottered through the apartment, before sitting down on the couch with another sigh. Roxy looked up before shifting forward and resting her head in your lap. You gave a small smile, petting her head softly. A black rucksack caught your eye by the door and you swear quietly, gently placing Roxy's head on the cushion, apologising to her as you do. Rushing towards it you grab it, quickly checking through the bag to make sure he had packed a lunch. You sighed, seeing he hadn't and you began to make one, before carefully placing it in his bag. You also grabbed two waters from the fridge before you head out of the door, keys in hand as you tell Roxy that you'll be back as soon as you can.

Luke made his way to his desk, reaching to take his rucksack off, only to realise it was not there. Luke groaned, turning to the elevator, ready to head back to the apartment, when the doors opened, revealing you with his bag in hand. Seeing Luke, you gave a wave with the bag clutched tightly in your hand. Luke waved back, finding himself smiling, loving the way your face lit up.

"Who's the handsome hunk?" Penelope asked, approaching Luke.

"My boyfriend," Luke answered, blushing.

"Really?" Garcia found herself asking, "Two alpha males in a relationship. The arguments must get heated."

"We wouldn't know," Luke said, "We've never fought,"

"No fights?"

Luke shook his head, "Nope."

Garcia looked at you, fair skin, pale blue eyes, dark brown hair, you were tall. Taller than Luke, standing at six foot four, a whole four inches taller than the other man. Tattoos covered your arms and hands in a variety of images, a few peaking from underneath the collar of your t-shirt. You approached Luke, smile getting wider with each step.

"You left this," You said, holding the rucksack up. Luke looked up at you, blushing softly. "You also forgot to grab some lunch, I packed some for you, also grabbed you a drink." You made sure to speak quietly, not wanting to embarrass Luke at work.

Luke gave you a wide smile, "Thank you." He said softly, “Did you want to meet the team?” You nodded, smiling widely when Luke beamed, gently taking your hand, pulling you closer to the rest of the team. You were stood behind Luke, arms wrapped around his waist, resting your cheek on his head. Luke’s hands sat on top of yours, gently interlocking your fingers. You pressed a soft kiss to his hairline. This drew the team’s attention to you both. “This is my boyfriend, (Y/N).” Luke said, feeling himself flush under the attention.

“Hi, nice to meet you all,” You said, you smile as the team introduce themselves one by one. “I’ve heard a lot about you all. Luke speaks very highly of this team.”

“Babe…” Luke said quietly, ducking his head.

“What? I think it’s endearing,” You said, “Shows you’re passionate about what you do.”

“So, what do you do?” Penelope asked, “What job do you do, Mr (Y/N)?”

“I’m an artist,” You say hesitantly, “But I also work at a coffee shop,”

Garcia, Tara, Emily, and JJ all let out an ‘oooo’, you laugh nervously, the tips of your ears turning pink. Luke grinned, “He’s shy about his work,” He said, “But his art is really good, if he’d be okay with it, you should see some of it,”

“What medium do you use?” Matt asked.

“Bullpoint pen mainly, I’m a fan of how the ink looks on paper.”

“What sort of things do you draw?”

You shrug, “Just stuff,”

“Stuff?”

You shrug again, “Stuff? I don’t really know how to explain it,”

Luke looked up at you, smiling, “You could show them,” He said, eyeing your tattoos.

You rolled your eyes at him with a smirk, “Nice and subtle, love,” You laughed, Luke snorted.

“Are we missing something?” Spencer asked quietly.

“He designed and drew all of his tattoos,”

Penelope’s eyes widened, “All of them?!”

“Yep,” Luke said with a nod and a proud smile.

“Actually…” You said, carefully removing your arms from Luke. “All but one,”

Luke furrowed his eyebrows as he turned to you, “What? I’m pretty sure you designed them all,”

“I got a new one while you were on your last case.” You said, “I didn’t plan on telling you like this,” You laugh nervously, before looking back up at Luke. You pulled down the collar of your t-shirt, revealing a tattoo beginning to scab over, a tiny (slightly shaky) sketch of a squirrel.

“That’s my-” Luke commented in shock, pointing at it.

“Yep,” You said with a nod, you falter, unable to read his emotion. “Oh god, you hate it, don’t you?”

“I- I just can’t believe you’d do this for me…” You frown.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m- And you’re-” Luke tried to desperately explain before sighed, rubbing a hand over his forehead. You grabbed his elbow lightly, letting your grip trail along his arm to his wrist. Luke let you guide him to the round table room, shutting the door gently behind you, you turned back to him.

You notice his eyebrows drawn together, the panic evident on his face. “Hey, hey,” You said softly, placing your hands on his cheeks, “Talk to me,”

“Why would you want something that I drew on there- on your body?” Luke asked, "It's on there forever, what if we break up?"

“Because I care about you and you're the best thing that's happened to me,” Your answer is immediate. "And I want to be reminded of that forever,"

[an-adhd-infested-nerd]

Intro post

This is for me. I like lists.

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I'm a big old lesbian

My gender is "I don't fucking know"

Pronouns are whatever.

Neurodivergent as hell

I am an adult despite having the interests of a twelve year old boy

You can always tell when I'm scrolling through a tag cause I'll reblog 50 posts in a row about it

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I may not always be super active in certain fandoms but they never truly leave me

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all fanart reblogged is under #fanart

specific fandoms are always tagged by name

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Fandoms I'm in! Also just some general interests

Cartoons/TV Shows

What We Do in the Shadows

Good Omens

House MD

Supernatural

Ghosts (specifically the CBS version)

Star Trek (TOS, TNG, Lower Decks)

Animaniacs

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Mutant Mayhem, Rise, 2012)

Inside Job

Ed, Edd n Eddy (I had some amazing art commissioned by @mar-saturn for EENE. Check out my #commissioned art tag!)

The Owlhouse

Gravity Falls

South Park

Over the Garden Wall

Hilda

Wander over Yonder

Fairly Oddparents

Full Metal Alchemist

Spy x Family

Helluva Boss

Smiling Friends

Video Games

Minecraft

Pokemon

Legend of Zelda

Subnautica

Don't Starve

Psychonauts

Spiritfarer

Strange Horticulture

Jenny LeClue

Night in the Woods

Monument Valley

Dave the Diver

Dredge

Broken Age

Rusty Lake

Tangle Tower

Later Alligator

The Frog Detective series

#blud

Cult of the Lamb

Musicians and Bands

They Might be Giants

Will Wood

The Front Bottoms

AJJ

Weird Al Yankovic

ABBA

Chappell Roan

Marina and the Diamonds

Penelope Scott

Weezer (I will not be bullied)

Misallanious

The Night at the Muesum movie trilogy

The Muppets

Back to the Future

Scott Pilgrim

Dream Smp

Batfam

Squirrel Girl

Jane Austen books

The Barbie animated cinematic universe

PBS kids shows, specifically from the 2000s to 2010s

Various Broadway musicals. (I was a theater kid in middle school and I’m more embarrassed about that then any thing else)

[pocketfullofsimshine]

oh rudy / still fighting squirrels / e v e r d a y / so baths are a MUST around here lol / luckily he was done just in time to welcome penelope home from school :)

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Webkinz collection list-

GonGon, grey langur

Sneaker, gecko

Peppermint, reindeer

Perry, Lil’ Kinz googles

Penelope, llama

Courage, lion

Felicia, silversoft cat

Rainbow, peace puppy

Twix, rhino

Smoky, Lil’ Kinz mouse

Fuzzybutt II, golden Mazin’ Hamster

Seymour, cocker spaniel

Santa’s Little Helper, brown dog

Cupid, whimsy dragon

Sprite, citrus dragon

Zander, red squirrel

Zayden, chipmunk