#roro gimme that.

[thagantm]

@harringtontm ; ❛ can i ask… what happened? ❜ ( x )

THERE’S  SOME  URGENCY  IN  THE  WAY  HE  PULLS  THE  SHIRT  OVER  HIS  HEAD ; flattens  it  down  his  torso  while  unceremoniously  chucking  the  one  he’d  worn  before  in  the  trash  -  soaked  in  blood  and  grime  and  dirt , completely  ruined . Tommy  is  used  to  the  kitchen  in  his  home  being  quiet , but  not  while  Steve’s  around . having  Harrington  in  his  house , once  upon  a  fucking  time , had  almost  always  equalled  music , dumb  jokes  and  that  even  dumber  laugh  of  his , that  usually  sufficed  for  Tommy  to  catch  the  fucking  giggles , too . nothing  much  has  changed  in  those  two  years  since  he’d  last  been  here . same  spotless  interior  design , picked  methodically  out  of  a  catalogue , same  half – filled  fridge , containing  the  same  boring  as  shit  microwave  meals  because  the  last  time  his  mother  had  actually  been  around  to  cook  had  been  Christmas  when  he  was  twelve . it’s  the  fucking  quiet  that’s  new . and  it’s  the  fucking  quiet  that  Tommy  hates . it  makes  his  skin  crawl  -  even  worse  than  the  scar  Steve  apparently  had  spotted  on  his  shoulder  blade .

he  shrugs  nonchalantly , running  his  fingers  through  his  hair  to  slick  it  back  in  place  where  it  belongs . “ pissed  off  the  wrong  people , I  guess . ” not  unlikely , given  Tommy’s  temper  and  his  complete  lack  of  a  filter . out  here , in  the  real  world , nothing  bad  ever  happens  to  him  (  never  an  alpha , but  always  a  little  better  than  everybody  else  )  but  juvie  had  been  a  different  kind  of  ecosystem . one  that  was  tough  to  handle  alone , especially  with  a  big  mouth . he  opens  the  fridge , pops  the  taps  of  two  cans  of  beer  and  hands  one  of  them  over  to  Steve .

can’t  mend  whatever  shit’s  happened  if  you  don’t  talk  to  him .

not  like  he  needs  the  reminder , but  it  still  isn’t  easy . almost  as  if  he’d  unlearned  to  talk  to  the  guy  who’d  once  been  one  of  the  most  important  people  in  his  fucked  up  life . Tommy  pulls  himself  up  on  the  kitchen  counter  and  clears  his  throat . “ I  uh  -  filched  a  couple  packs  of  cigarettes . not  really , I  paid  for  them  but  I  didn’t  know  about  the  last  two  of’em  being  reserved  for  some  hot  shot  whose  anger  management  issues  are  worse  than  mine , apparently . ” telling , really , if  one  knew  Tommy  at  all ; and  Steve  undoubtedly  does . “ I  didn’t  think  it  was  a  big  deal . offered  him  to  buy  them  back , so  he  called  me  a  thief  and  I  called  him  a  bitch , he  insulted  my  mom , I  insulted  his , you  know  how  that  goes , and  later  that  night  I  had  a  toothbrush  stuck  in  my  back . ” stuck  and  then  dragged  down , leaving  the  little  art  piece  on  his  shoulder . Tommy  lifts  the  can  to  his  lips . “ still  kept  the  cigs  though . ” as  if  that  was  a  win  to  be  proud  of . he  takes  a  swig . “ now  don’t  even  think  about  giving  me  that  concerned  puppy  eye  look , Harrington , I’m  fine . ” 

[fire-lizard-ro]

Hi Roro, hope you’re doing well! Let me start by saying your Sunday stuff is MAGNIFICENT, oh my gosh this MAN-

I’ve come with a request for you…

Dr. Veritas Ratio x fem or gn reader. Bathtub. Sex. Like most of the time he’s only interested in reading in the tub, rejecting reader’s advances. But one day, idk, he’s in a MOOD but he doesn’t want to admit it, so he lets reader go a little further than normal with her advances, but he’s still being petty about it, kinda denying and still trying to read his book or whatever and it just Escalates eventually…

Aaaa thank you so much if you decide to do my request! Remember to take breaks and stay hydrated!

I'm ILL over this man jfc-

Dr. Ratio here to prescribe you with a dose of vitamin D-//SHOT

Veri, my love, please just one chance I'm begging just a crumb oisego-

But yesssss gimme the bathtube sex I want it- I wanna do all kinds of wild things to or with this man. Crazy.

But hehehe I know what you are. 👁️👁️

A s i m p . 🫵 (Like I'm any better.)

And thank you!!! This took a While, but I did it. I had lots of fun with it so feel free to request again~

CW and writing under the cut:

CW: vagina and cock (gasp), PIV sex, cockwarming, rough sex, hair pulling, choking (+some breath play), cumming inside (wrap it before you tap it folks), spanking, degradation+praise, objectification, kinda sorta human furniture thing???, name calling (ex:slut), use of words like "cunt" (wow that feels weird writing here-), marking, ignoring you during cockwarming, doggy position(?), cum play, holding your hands behind your back, discussion of safe wording (check-ins), kinda cum as lube?, funishment, d/s aspects to the relationship (though you are dating for romantic reasons as well), slight pussy slapping, talking to your pussy (I know this man a freak <333), crying during sex (+dacryphilia), dumbification (ofc this was gonna be here), ruined orgasm, edging, slight cum eating, a liiiiittle bit of gagging (w/ fingers), usage of "pet" exactly once

Reader gender: fem (I talked with anon separately and they decided on this when I asked for preference- I also only have one fem reader ask. If people want, I can write another version tweaked to be gn or AMAB/male reader~)

Disclaimers:

>>>Dr. Ratio will be referred to as Veritas here since reader is dating him.

>>>This was written and almost finished before 1.6 release.

Bathtub sex, surprisingly, probably isn't the norm for you two. After all, Veritas (oml it feels weird calling him that after so long of calling him Ratio-) enjoys his down time in the bath where he can relax with you and read his books. I like to think that it's one of the few times when his ever racing mind is a bit quieter. So when you are finally pent up enough at just the right time to want to pounce on him in the tub, he's a bit surpised at first. But the surprise would soon melt into mild annoyance. "Can't you just stay still? Quit it- I'm trying to read."

Of course he says it in that ever dramatic way of his while not even glancing up from his book. Speaking of said book- "You're going to get my book wet, darling-" (Yes, he's a "darling" kind of guy. It's sophisticated as he is. And you know he'd say it with that drawl of his and drag the word out. Sometimes in those more intimate moments, it sounds almost like a sultry purr with the way he says it, commanding all your attention.) "And if you do that, you know I'm going to have to punish you, hm?" You almost want it if it means he'd touch you where you want him, but you know that his punishments aren't necessarily fun. Yet still you like them all the same.

(They're more of funishments than punishments in this case- Please do know that funishments and punishments aren't the same, my dear little kinksters~ Since the reader actually enjoys these "punishments" a lot and they are done for their and Veritas' mutual gratification, it's a funishment. These are normally for bratting behavior while actual punishments are for serious things and are meant to actually discourage the behavior that earned you the punishment. Hopefully I explanied it well, lololol-)

But of course you continue to try and rouse his interest, touching him here and there. It reaches the point where you manage to wiggle your way between his arms, in front of his book. Not only does this block his view, but you're dripping water all over his book! (It was all of one or two droplets.) If you listened close enough, you'd probably have heard the sound of his reason breaking in that moment. Like you had poked a sleeping bear one too many times. (And some little part of himself that knew it was also partly because he also was getting into a mood was squashed. Of course it was just because you needed to be disciplined.)

"That's it. You want my attention, darling? Well now you have it.” There was something dark in his voice that sent a shiver down your back and made your nethers tingle in anticipation. He snapped the book closed and set it on the table by the bathtub almost gently, a stark contrast between how his voice sounded and how he was looking at you. He'd tilt his head and consider you, seemingly thinking about how best to punish you for your transgressions. "Hands on my shoulders and do not move them. Color?" Veritas was launching right into it, huh? "Green." "Good."

With hands on his strong shoulders, you watched him with eyes darting around his form to try and figure out what he'd do. Your question was answered by a hand gripping your hip and another dragging down between your breasts, then over your belly, then stopping on your mound. He didn't move any lower, fingers thrumming there just above where you wanted him. Teasing. "I can see your cunt drooling from here. Was she just so hungry that you couldn't be good and hold it until we were out of the tub?" Heat bloomed in your cheeks as he spoke. "Should I punish her? Hm?" Veritas gave your wetness a few light slaps, just enough to make you jolt but not enough to do more than just barely sting. "No- It isn't her fault she's so empty and wanting. But it is your fault that you couldn't be obedient and wait. Isn't that right, my cute little slut?" He whispered in your ear, leaned forward to curl possessively over you while his fingers slipped down to trace around your twitching hole as it tried to suck his finger in.

"Mmmmm..." he hummed lowly, the sound vibrating against you where your chests were pressed together. He kissed the spot beneath your ear before his lips marked a path down your neck, sucking and nipping marks into the tender flesh there. Just as he reached the junction between your neck and shoulder, he suddenly sunk his teeth in and thrusted two fingers into you at the same time. Veritas had sneakily wrapped an arm around your waist to keep you still right before so you weren't able to squirm away from his teeth or his fingers that now plunged in and out of you, agonizingly slow after that fast, rough entry.

The man pressed a kiss to your new bitemark before sliding the hand of the arm around your waist up your back to latch onto your nape and hold you still for a kiss. He chuckled into it as you attempted to fight him for dominance, your tongues clashing. Ultimately, he won and was now devouring your mouth, licking into it with fervor.

At some point, his fingers began to speed up. Veritas was fingerfucking you with his palm slapping against your throbbing clit. And right as you felt yourself begin that climb- He slowed down, his thrusts going back to a leisurely rhythm. He swallowed the whine that left your throat, smirking into the kiss you were still locked in. As he pulled away, he looked incredibly smug. "Thought it would be that easy? Of course not. This is a punishment.”

He did this another time, bringing you close to the rise of pleasure (not at all that close to your peak, though) before going frustratingly slowing. The third time, however... It didn't seem that he was going to stop, and you felt it build and build inside you like a white hot flame. And right as you were reaching the end... He spanked you and ripped his fingers out, sending you over the edge but ruining your orgasm. It had tears beading in your eyes. Fuck did that make him want to fuck you absolutely stupid, but he had more control than that. Your punishment was far from over.

He soothingly ran his hand over your back as you leaned into him, body shivering. "Color?" Through your panting breaths, you managed a weak, "Green." "Good girl." He didn't let you rest any longer, manhandling you into a new position. Now you were leaned over the edge of the tub with your hands keeping you from falling out, Veritas behind you. "I'm going to fuck you now, and you're going to take it all like a good girl, right?" At first you thought he was talking to you, but then he caressed your slit and cooed at it. That mixed sense of shame and arousal shot through you and had you clenching around nothing, making Veritas laugh condescendingly. "So honest..."

Again he started out slow, the sensual slide of his cock inside of your pussy making you close your eyes to focus on the pleasure he was giving you. But he was faster to ramp things up now that he'd already edged you and ruined one of your orgasms. It may or may not have also been because he was quite ready to slake his own lust with your body.

The only reason you didn't slam your face into the tub's edge or fall out was Veritas' grip on you when he grabbed both of your wrists and pulled your arms behind your back. You felt a hand slide into your hair and then he was thrusting into you hard, the slap of his hips slamming into your ass loud in the confined space of the bathroom. It was obscene the way you could even hear the wet sound of his cock going in and out of you amplified by the natural acoustics of said bathroom. "You like hearing how well you take me, slut? I certainly do. It's filthy. Fitting-"

Your hips are bruising from them being pressed onto the edge of the tub, bumping into it with almost every thrust. It hurt but fuck did it all feel so good because he was pressing against your sweet spot every time he fucked into your wet hole.

The hand pulling your head back by your hair let go only to wrap around your throat and pull you up so your back pressed against his chest. "Fuck you sound like such a whore right now. Are you my good little whore? Just for me?" Of course you couldn't answer because your mind was blank from his hand pressing just right to cut off some of that blood flow. Oh and because he had also just tilted his hand to cut off your air. He held for a bit, waiting until your vision was a bit fuzzy at the edges before letting you breathe, the feeling of the air rushing back into your lungs making you dizzy. You felt so close you could scream- And then you nearly did when he pulled out and stopped your orgasm.

His hands let go of you and you nearly keeled over, but he caught you. With an arm around your waist, you couldn't tell what he was doing behind you until you heard the slick sound of him fisting his cock. Right as he began cumming, he slammed back into you to fill you with it while biting down hard on the back of your neck. Another bite to mark you as his.

Veritas then pulled out so the last few spurts of cum would paint your labia in white, marking you inside and out with his spend.

You could feel the frustrated tears pouring down your face as you felt your burning arousal festering in your belly and the mix of embarrassment and thrill at his actions. Fuck this man would be the end of you. He unlatched from your neck to lean forward and lick the tears off your face with a hum. "You look so pretty like this..." He patted your ass before that same hand was sliding down to open you up using your pussy lips as he leaned back to watch as the cum he poured into you began to slip out.

Scooping up the cum that had dribbled out, he fingered it back in, purposefully tapping at your gspot a few times. He then pulled the white covered fingers out and petted your clit, playing with it a little before bringing it to your face. "Clean them off." Your tongue kitten licked some of it off before he was shoving them in your mouth. You gagged a little, drooling over his fingers while weakly sliding your tongue over them to clean them of the cum clinging to them.

"Good girl," he praised with a kiss to your jaw before he let out a sigh. "I'm going to sit you on my cock and finish my reading. Color?" "Green, fuck-" "That's a good pet."

Warming his cock while leaned forward to rest your arms on the lip of the tub while your head rested on those was hard. You desperately wanted to cum, but you now were willing to be obedient to get what you wanted. You weren't sure how much more punishment you could take. It didn't help that he had an arm resting on the back of your hips, slung over them as he leaned on you a bit while his other arm rested atop the other one. That hand was holding up his book. He wasn't touching you besides that and your ass resting in the cradle of his hips, cock deep inside your pussy which still fluttered around his thickness occasionally. Every time you squirmed he would spank you with a pointed look before going back to his book, ignoring you entirely. Any whining or talking would be met with the same treatment.

He checked in on you after a bit. "Color?" "...yellow." His demeanor changed immedately. Petting your side, he eased you back to lean against him once more. "What's wrong, baby?" He typically saved that endearment for intimate moments alone together and times like this where you might need reassurance. "I wanna see your face... wanna hold you." It seemed you might be a bit sensitive, now, after being punished for a while and needed that from him. "Of course, baby. Your punishment is almost over. I'll let you come soon and we can continue in the bedroom, hm?" You loved this man. "Okay." He kissed your forehead. "Good girl."

He slipped out, making you whine. It was met with a chuckle and he helped you turn around to slide into his lap again, this time facing him.

Veritas pulled you to rest against him, tucking you into his neck as he wrapped an arm around your waist. Once you both were settled in, he went back to reading. He still ignored you, but it wasn't so bad this time.

You knew he was done when he set his book on the table again.

He settled his grip on your hips before going straight into fucking up into you hard and fast, what cum was still left in you from his cock plugging it in you aiding the slide of dick in and out of you. He fucked you and played with you until you felt like you couldn't think straight. Even when he asked you questions, knowing you couldn't answer, you weren't quite sure what you said. Whether it was even coherent or not.

"Such a cute, dumb girl for me."

As you came around his cock again, you moaned as you felt the warmth of his cum in you. "Did so, so good for me. Such a good girl." Veritas gave you some time to come down from your high before asking. "Do you want to continue in the bedroom or are you finished for the night?" "...m' done." "Alright, baby." He gave you some more time before cleaning you up and draining the tub. Another kiss was pressed to your forehead, then your cheek, then your lips. "Let's go to bed, darling. I'll take care of you."

Lololol hopefully you like it. 🙏

If there’s any typos or if it doesn’t make sense somewhere… Your honor my client claims “oopsie daisy”. It’s me. The client is me, your honor-

[tobiasdrake]

In a world filled with terrible wrongs that have been committed, the worst has finally been righted. I'm so proud of us.

Look at that smile. Have you ever seen a more beautiful smile in your life? The answer is no. You haven't.

That is the face of hope rewarded.

The sun and moon still helped. We didn't get the surge of power until the sun was shining directly onto the moon, which is itself glowing so obviously it's doing something.

But also, this is definitely some proto-Guardian Gods shit. Luanna and Solen's power was with us.

Which means we should be able to fly under our own power now. Fort Fleshy is no longer unassailable. We should go see how he's enjoying the monsoon.

But first?

This is an unmistakable declaration of war. We're coming for you, Aephorul!

Right. Uh. Right after we do some other stuff.

Stuff like that. There's a whole lotta stuff that still needs doing before I'm ready to besiege Ganon's Castle.

This looks interesting. Let's start here. What's this place do?

IT'S PRETTY AND I WANT IT

Some people might have reservations about cultural graverobbing. However, counterpoint: gimme gimme I want it.

As dissatisfied as I am with their prophesizing, these liquid walls are pretty sweet. Sturdy enough to stop an object from passing through without a certain amount of force behind it.

Okay so this is where the pretty thing goes. Somebody wanted whatever's in here kept locked away so badly that they broke the key into fragments and stashed the fragments in different corners of the Docarri civilization across the globe.

I bet it's treasure. Blindly opening ancient vaults is usually both rewarding and profitable. Or there's an unkillable horror behind them. One of the two.

Combination lock. I have no fucking idea how we're supposed to open this.

I guess there's no pressing reason why we'd want to open this, other than to rob Roro again for funsies. Though that is a valid reason.

Hm.

Finally, we get to see what's behind this--

MOTHERFUCKING LAVOS SPAWN ARE YOU KIDDING ME WITH THIS SHIT

AGAIN

AGAIN!?

NO I REFUSE

Fuck out of here with your "knock people down to 1 HP" bullshit. I'm having none of it.

I love how even the Achievement is outraged. "Hey, that's a reskin!"

What. What. No. How dare.

I am so furious right now. Nobody fucking appreciates the work I do I swear to the moon

He's not listening, Zale. he's a hollow shell of a person that Resh'an left to mock us.

Uh, he didn't lead us here. I came here of my own volition. Nobody fucking appreciates my leadership decisions either, apparently.

Let's get out of here. I'm mad and I want to punch something.

Speaking of, I wonder if the arena's finally open? Brisk's been working on that for ages.

Interesting choice of branding. Personally, I would not name my business after a national tragedy that claimed the lives of countless people. One that's so fresh in people's memories that the victims are likely still in mourning. That's a good way to get molotovs thrown through your window. But sure.

Oh, sure. Glad you like it, B'stie!

And now it's all about me again. Sorry to steal your thunder during your big moment, B'st but... What can I say? The public knows who the superstar here is.

Aww, Serai's up there cheering us on. I almost didn't recognize her in her getup. THIS ONE'S FOR YOU, "CAP'N"!

Is that supposed to be intimidating? The claws are literally the only threatening part of a crab. What are--

*heavy sigh*

"Please welcome the legendary Supreme Lunar Abbess without whom all of our lives would have been forfeit on that great and terrible day! But she still has to work up through the ranks from zero anyway."

Okay. It's fine. At least the crowd already knows my name. I'll take out your trash for you.

[rollinsland]

Screw the title matches Gimme Sethie and Cody Vs RoRo and Rocky!!!!!

[spacegaywritings]

“Snuggles” - Part Three of “Little Tales” (an age regression series)

General Audience

Little Roman, Little Remus

Summary: Ree and Ro are cuddly when smol. When Ree comes in, teary and short of words, Ro knows it is cuddle time for not just him but his best little bean too. They snuggle up and babble about nice things. Ro colours and Ree just clings to him while holding a little goblin plushie.

Tags: age regression, little roman, little remus, plushie, snuggles, tears, soft, cuddles, post-split, darkness, mentions of Janus and Virgil, mentions of other sides, mentions of bad relationships to Virgil, rat mention, tall things, night time, absolutely adorable littles being together. Mentions of patton, mentions of dark/light side split, past warmth

Please be mindful to not tag/ add any ships or shipping content - this is age regression and there are no relationships of any kind happening. Please respect that.

Previous parts: 1 // 2 // ao3 1 // ao3 2 // ao3 overview // masterlist

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Story under the cut (Wordcount: 2k)

It was dark when Remus slipped out of his bed.

 Everything was so tall, so big. The little gently clutched his blanket. It was thin, soft. His favourite blanket. It was light grey and had little rats on it. They had different colours and were special and precious to him.

He patted the fabric, as if to pat his favourite rat friends. They all had names, they all had a story and a place in his heart.

He drew the fabric closer around him. It provided little warmth but it was as good as it would get for now. The smell was rough and rubbed his nose.

 It was still dark. There was not a single source of light in his room. His bed was too big, too spacious and far away from the door or the window.. Remus looked around, black wrapping around his tired eyes.

Darkness was scary... and he felt too small and tiny to deal with it. He was just tiny and wanted snuggled.

 And his little Harry Snuffles was missing, too!

 “Mean..”, he mumbled to himself.

 Remus had his blanket wrapped around himself, a bit like a cape. He held onto the light fabric and slowly stepped out of his room. His mind was hazy and somewhat light. It was hard to think but he had to pay attention where he set his foot on. His room was a chaotic mess and if he stepped on legos, he would cry on the spot. With calculated steps, routine-led feet guided him from his bed to the big door where he slowly pulled the door open.

 Just a small peek... only for a bit, he told himself.

 The little slowly tapped forward, steps soft, silent. He could hear Virgil’s music buzzing in the background. The dim purple lights illuminated the space under his door. Remus wanted to go to him but the emo was so mean when he felt tiny... Memories of their interactions flooded his mind and pulled his lips down. A small layer of liquid covered his eyes and Remus shook his head.

 No, he would not go.

 His eyes wandered over to the other doors in the dark hallway but he shook his head at them as well. There was no way he could go there. Remus took his blanket and quickly moved down the hall, putting as much distance between himself and the other doors around him.

 Soon, the lights and voices were gone. No other sides were behind him. Instead, he crossed the intersection of hallways and turned to move into the direction of the only room to bring him comfort during these trying times.

 He waddled forward and as he did so, he approached the big gate before him. It was already impressively tall but the closer he got, the more the gate revealed of its gargantuan nature. It hovered above his metaphysical butt.

 Hehe, butt.

 Remus hugged his blanket closer. He shook his messy hair. It was brown but a funny skunk-like strand started appearing in it. Janus had said it was because he was so stinky.

The little was not a stinky but he liked the word. Stinky, stinky, stinky. Stinki mans! He was a stinki boi!!

 He giggled.

 His small noises filled the room as much as his heart. The darkness of the hallways seemed to let go off him and he slowly pushed at the door to gain entrance. The big emblem, a red shield, parted into two halves. Remus sneaked through the little space between the two doors and shut it completely behind him. He tried his best to be as quiet as he could but it still made a muffled sound when closing.

 The heavy stone plates clacked together because Remus was not only a stinki mans, he was also a stronk boi! He moved things!!

 Once inside and having sealed the entrance, the little relished in the small victory. He had gotten here all by himself like a really tol boi and he was not hurt and did not make anyone angry. Also also!! Nobody was disturbed by him taking a walk around. Everyone was still napping hard. Remus giggled to himself again.

Pride welled up inside of them and he carefully made his way forward, his grip on the blanket softer than before. It was a holding more than a gripping or even clutching. He loosely kept the blanket around him for the warmth and comfort.

 It was only now that Remus took the time to look around and take in all in.

 Compared to his dark, chaotic room, this one welcomed him with open arms. There was a warmth in the caring hug whenever he set foot on the light side territory. Roman’s room was right at the edge of it.

 The little followed the strings of fairy lights hanging from the sides of the room. It was the perfect system to lead him over to what and whom he was there for.

 The sound of his steps were loyally muffled by the rugs underneath. They smelled clean and warm. Remus stood for a moment, simply curling and uncurling his toes. His feet shifted a bit and he walked on the spot, just rubbing his feet into the soft little nubs underneath him.

The rug was red. Red like his former self had been, too.

 Another layer of hot tears build up in his eyes and Remus sniffled silently, sinking into the rug. He had not even reached the bed he had came for. The little hugged his blanket, burying his head in it.

 “Stinki..”, he mumbled into his fabric. It did not smell warm, it was rather harsh and lacked any kind of hugs.

He rubbed his nose into it and whined at the missing warmth in his heart.

 “Ree....?”

 A tiny voice arose from the dimly lit room. Shuffling and rustling happened. It came from the bed and Remus clenched his teeth together, his jaw somewhat hardening.

 “U got my stuffy!”

 He turned to Roro, tears in his eyes and blanket bundled up in his arms. In his sniffling frenzy, he had started pulling it together as if to make it into a companion for hugs, a companion for who was meant to be next to him.

He sniffed once more, a pouting look on his face as he turned to the sleepy Roro. He was in his room, so it was not a surprise to see him in here.

 “Giv it back.”

 Remus stepped closer, rubbing the tears out of his eyes. Roman shifted in bed and patted the space next to him.

 “Ree...”

 He whispered, the words almost lost between them. The distance separating them was spatially just about a foot but metaphorically marked by a whole border.

 “Mn... Nu, I wan my lil fren back.. Wan my Snuffles back!”

 Roman tilted his head and sobbed a bit.

 “Awaw.. I - I wan my Ree back..”

 The addressed little cried and climbed in, holding his blanket dear.

 “Gimme Snuffles n I gib u cuddles.”

 Roman looked at him, eyes innocent and face soft. He shrugged and done in to hug his Ree and hold him close.

 “Snuffles..”

 He pointed at his lap, softly pulling the blanket away. It was a warm white with golden symbols all over. The fabric seemed to be cotton. It felt cold but warm and questionably comfortable.

 Ree saw his fren with his fren and slowly reached out for it. Instead of reaching for it, he took Roro’s hand and squeezed it.

 “Fren.. Frens hug n snuggle for hapy feels!”

 Happy tears rolled over his cheeks and Roro nodded, squeezing his hand back. He shifted closer to his Ree and hugged him closer. He inhaled the harsher smells he had missed, he bathed himself in the lovely chaos and the comfort of unlimited creative frenzy.

 They hugged, feeling whole at once.

 Ro nudged the other and patted the space next to him. Ree took the hint and they laid down together. The light side nudged the stuffie over and pouted a bit. Ree felt his little stinki toi return and he held Harry Snuffles close. It was a green cyclops with a big big club in his hand.

 The plushie was returned to his arms and Ree gently cradled him close. He sniffled, hugging his plushie against his face to dry his tears. Ro drew blankets around them and curled up with Ree. They had a next of warm and cuddly blankets. His bed had veils covering him from the world. The perfect addition when he got smol and wanted to hide and snuggle a bit.

He conjured up another blankie and used it mark the sides of his bed with more warmth and comfort.

 Ree looked up at him, a soft smile on his face as he wrapped his arms around Roro, holding him close. Harry Snuffles was between them and rested in their shared embrace. The littles looked at one another after a while and giggled a bit.

 “Share!”, Ree demanded and Roro happily giggled, excited squeaks coming from his side.

 Roro shook his light head and patted his equal ever so gently.

 “We share? Share share!!”

 Another bout of energy hit him and the light side bounced on his shared bed. It was so big, but with Ree in it, it was just big enough for the two! Ro moved and grabbed his white blanket. It was big but soon covered their legs, then their upper bodies and even the pretty cyclops between their chests.

 “Shar’n s.. s gud.. s car’n”, Roro philosophised.

 Ree nodded sagely and snuggled up under the blanket until his face could barely be seen. His eyes and the light strand peeked out from under the white fabric but other than that, he was covered up. Roro pulled a set of pillows close and giggled as he patted one of them.

 “Wawamewons!”

 Ree looked at it and curled up, poking it a bit.

 “Hihi.. wawawemons”, Ree chuckled under his breath. Ro’s voice dissolved into another set of giggles and he carefully drew Ree closer.

 “Siwwy!”

 Ree giggled, nodding.

Little tears built up at the corner of his eyes and he grinned at his Roro, enjoying the fruits all over the pillow. Ree curiously tugged it closer until it was between them. His hands moved to place the cyclop’s head on the pillow as if Harry Snuffles was to sleep.

 “Hawwy gets scawwy! Needs lotsa lotsa snugs!”

 DEmonstratively, he placed his arms around the stuffie and Roro did as told, holding Ree and the pillow-Snuffles combination.

 “We.. we snug.. n .. n we hug”, he mumbled, speech slurred.

 To enforce his point, Ro nodded weakly. It was barely visible and Ree felt the same. His body felt heavy with the warm and heavy blankie on them. Roro holding him was nice and the smell made his eyes flutter shut and then make them too heavy to stay open!

 He blabbered a bit.

 “Mwen, mwean,, eys... he-heb,,hebby,,-”

 His speech was just as unclear as Roro’s but that was because the little was fighting every bit of sleepy whims. His eye lids shot up for a moment but immediately fell back to sleep and when he tried to kick his legs to annoy the other or move the blankie, his limbs were too heavy to be moved.

 He fought his eyes open one more time, catching a last glimpse of Roro holding him close and the watermelon pillow between them where Mister Snuffles was located on.

Before him was the comfort and the warmth he missed ever since the split.

 “Mw..k..kin..”, he started but he fell asleep before he could say any more. His hands were around Roro and another one rested on Snuffle’s upper arm.

 His mind was foggy, thoughts lame as the overwhelming tiredness lulled him back to sleep with tempting dreams and memories of being whole.

He sighed in his sleep, sleepy head letting go off his grip on the reality that was the mindscape.

 In a few hours, he could wake up again and be the stinki mans Janus saw in him.. but until then, he would be with Roro and snuggle and feel loved like when Patton used to when he made him his rat blankie.

 He sniffled.

 It was good to be back.

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dee and roman running the flowershop together.. they're getting ready for closing after a long day, and roman asks dee if he could check the cash register or the lights in the backroom or something, but dee's real tired, half lying down on the counter and mumbling "sure, roro, just gimme a minute.." and hearing the nickname, roman suddenly goes "Nevermind, i'll do it, you just rest for a bit, okay? I Love You So Much"

Roman just IMPLODES he is so Soft oh my goodness!!

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Wrong Numbers and Useless Gays Chapter 20

So They DO Have Brain Cells

Chapter 19 | Masterlist | Chapter 21

Roman sighed, rolling over in bed. It was the night after the concert, and a lot of things had happened since then. He’d found his brother- and wasn’t that weird thing to say. His brother. While it certainly made a lot of sense, it was still quite shocking to think about. His mind went back to his conversation with ReeRee. How he was too afraid to come out to Roman. How he thought that Roman would force him away from VeeVee and J- Wait a minute. What?

“Look, I’m glad that you’re finally out from under their thumbs, I really am. But VeeVee and J are my family now. They have been for years. And I’m not gonna abandon them just because you want your perfect little sister back-” Remus had said that VeeVee and J was his family. He was obviously referring to Anxiety and Deceit. But why did those names sound so familiar? Roman’s faced scrunched up as he tried to remember. VeeVee and J. VeeVee and J and Re-

Roman suddenly shot up, his hand going to his phone. He quickly scrolled through his texts until he saw what he was looking for. It was a text from around a month ago.

V- (6:24 PM) Yeah, I’ve been running around all day. Ree got his foot stuck in the toilet again (don’t ask, he doesn’t know either) and J’s got a cold so he’s useless.

Roman’s eyes went wide as he scrolled further. Virgil almost always referred to his friends as Ree and J. Surely it had to be a coincidence…

Roman scrolled until he reached the first day that Virgil was in the group chat. He had shown them his drawing of him and his friends in dresses.

V- (12:54 PM) Yeah. My friend Remus (the one on the right) felt bad for wanting to wear a dress so me and Janus (the one on the left) went dress shopping with him.

Remus, Janus, and Virgil are friends. Remus is The Duke. Remus, Janus, and Virgil are members of The Dark Sides. Anxiety made witty jokes and punny nicknames, just like Virgil-

“ANXIETY IS VIRGIL!” Roman screamed, the truth hitting him like a brick. Patton and Logan woke up, searching the area for danger. When they saw none, Logan turned to look at Roman.

“Roman, what in the-” He didn’t get to finish before Roman grabbed him by the shoulders, shaking him back and forth.

“VIRGIL IS ANXIETY!” It took Logan a second to register what Roman was screaming, but he eventually sighed.

“So, you figured it out too?” Logan asked, gently prying Logan’s fingers away.

Roman stared at him, his mouth open like a gaping fish. “What? How did you figure it out?”

Logan huffed, grabbing his glasses off of the nightstand. “I knew that Virgil had been keeping some kind of secret, specifically about his source of income. After that, it was just a multitude of things adding up today. Janus had actually given me the CD, which is how I knew who Anxiety was. It would make sense that he would be a member of The Dark Sides. Your brother’s name is Remus, who is both Virgil’s friend and The Duke. Once you focus on his face, Deceit and Janus look extremely similar. This left Virgil as Anxiety.” Logan grabbed his phone, wincing at the time displayed. “It certainly helped when Janus called Anxiety Virgil during your argument with Remus.”

Roman turned to Patton, because he was too mindblown to process that. “Honeybee, did you know about this?”

Patton sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. “In all honesty, I’ve known since Valentine’s Day.”

Now it was Logan’s turn to be shocked. “What?”

Patton giggled. “Well, it was a little weird for Virgil to just hand out our address to Anxiety, so he was probably somebody really close to him. Virgil’s never spoken up when we talk about family, so I assumed that he didn’t have any or he didn’t like his family, so they probably weren’t related. The only friends that Virgil talked about were Remus and Janus, so Anxiety was probably one of them. He looked really happy when I put the drawing up on the mantle, but I couldn’t figure out why. Then he made a muffin pun while we were in the kitchen and it just… clicked.” He fiddled with the blanket. “It made sense. Why he didn’t want to tell us his real job, why he had a ton of money, and why Anxiety had seemed more uncomfortable around me after I sent Virgil that photo of us. He probably didn’t realize that we were… well, us, until the day we realized that he was Anxiety.”

They all sat there for a few minutes before Roman grabbed his phone, dialing the most recent number.

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“Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs

I don't need it, but I'll sell what you got

Take the cash and I'll keep it

Eight legs to the wall”

Remus groaned, waking up to his ringtone. He checked the caller ID before answering. “Hey Roro, I know I said you could call me anytime, but I wasn’t expecting you to call at 2 in the morning-”

“Virgil is Anxiety and you didn’t tell me!” Remus giggled at Roman’s response. He quickly turned to where Janus was sleeping. He shook him awake.

“Wha-” Janus groaned, his eyes not opening. “Remus, Darling, why are you shaking me?”

Remus giggled. “They figured it out.”

Janus snorted. “Fucking finally. I knew that Logan figured it out, but it’s nice to know that the others have brain cells too.”

Remus turned back to the phone. “Well, now you know. Virgey’s gonna spill on the 20th, and he has really bad confidence issues, so let him confess on his own terms. After that, we can all call him a dumbass for waiting this long to tell you guys.” He paused, twirling his mustache thoughtfully. “Speaking of Virgil, what are you going to do now that you know he’s Anxiety.” There was silence on the other side. “Hello?”

“Shit. What are we gonna do?”

“Hopefully you won’t do something stupid. Now, I’m going back to sleep. Good luck, little bro.” With that Remus hung up. He snuggled up to the love of his life before letting sleep claim him once more.

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* GETTING  TO  KNOW  THE  MUN :

NAME : Rosina NICKNAME : Roro, Muffin, Rose etc FACECLAIM : I don’t have one for OOC stuff those posts are usually iconless

PRONOUNS : she/her I’m gender fluid but tend to stick to female terms)

HEIGHT : 5″3

BIRTHDAY :  November 2nd

AESTHETIC : cutesy manga art, pastel colours, angst

LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO : Voice of Sword by Knights (Ensemble Stars) 

FAVOURITE MUSE (S) YOU’VE WRITTEN : I’ve written so many but I still miss writing Kurt H/ummel and I’m loving Kacchan obvously

* GETTING  TO  KNOW  THE  ACCOUNT :

WHAT  INSPIRED  YOU  TO  TAKE  ON  THIS  MUSE : I honestly don’t know. I really thought I’d wind up writing Deku or even Todoroki. But something about Katsuki just called to me and I just started making this account. I’m glad I did though. He’s totally different to the sort of character I usually write but that gives me so much to explore aas he’s a mess.

WHAT  ARE  YOUR  FAVOURITE  ASPECTS  OF  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE : Wait, I’m supposed to like him? Kidding, I obviously do. Umm I guess how emotional he is without those feelings being necessarily obvious. He feels everything so strongly and a lot of the time it’s annoyance but when it’s love or worry or friendship he really feels that too and that’s interesting to write

WHAT’S  YOUR  BIGGEST  INSPIRATION  WHEN  IT  COMES  TO  WRITING : Books. I read a lot so I’m always gettig inspiration from whatever I’m reading as well as what I’m watching, games, music etc. Plus sometimes I just get random urges for crack or angst.

FAVOURITE  TYPES  OF  THREADS : Gimme all the crack and angst. It makes me so happy. I love hurting people or making people laugh with my ridiculousness. I also love interaction inspired by anon messages and stuff as it might not even go where they planned and can reveal different sides to relationships that weren’t planned and that’s all fun.

BIGGEST  STRUGGLE  IN  REGARDS  TO  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE : It’s npt a struggle with my muse but I’ve been lacking a little inspiration recently with the holidays. I need some more really fun threads to get me back into gear again.

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25. Part 3

I thought I would shake off the fact I am angry about the whole situation but I am not, I got the jet as soon as Royalty woke up and ate her breakfast “I am so sad baby, this week is ending so fast, I have enjoyed you so much” Royalty placed her hands on the table in front of her “you going to miss me? I am going to miss you, your momma ain’t finna let me see you for a while now” I didn’t think I would be able to deal on my own but Royalty was a blessing, she didn’t hassle me on anything. She just loved life, we had some serious father and daughter time “gimme a kiss baby, come” waving her over, Royalty climbed up on the seats on the jet “come here, come to daddy baby” Royalty smiled at me climbing on the table “come on” holding my arms out, she reluctantly let herself go and fell on me. Catching her “oh my baby girl” cradling her like a baby “you going to miss me?” I asked her, she shook her head “oh what!?” lowering my head down attacking her face with kisses, Royalty giggled out loud trying to move my head away. Moving my head back “ok roro, last chance. You going to miss me?” she has this cheeky little grin on her face, she is wanting me to attack her face with kisses “it’s ok, I don’t mind kiss you” Royalty put her hand on my face “silly butt, you silly butt” she keeps on calling me this “you’re ugly” I retorted, she placed her hand over my mouth to shut me up.

Rylee didn’t answer my text, she looked at it and didn’t reply which I didn’t text her about. Her ass will be home anyways, she can’t hide away from me. Great start to having a fiancé though, barely got to the second stage either. Unlocking my home door, it’s nice to be back and see my cars are all here intact “inside now baby” grabbing Royalty’ arm and motioning her inside, Royalty skipped inside and started barking “thanks just put the cases in the lobby” walking inside my home “doggy dad!” Royalty pointed and then ran, she wants to play with a dog “Roro, I will get doggy out later” looking around the corner, Royalty pointed at the glass door. The hell is my dog’s doing out, I know Rylee won’t let the dog’s out so it must have been Joe. Royalty slapped the window and barked, my dog’s saw me and ran to the window. This is what I didn’t want, they about to make my window’s dirty. Royalty soon ran to me, she got scared of them all running and barking “come, let’s put TV on” holding her hand.

Biting on my nail waiting for my manager to take me off hold, he was speaking to me and then the record label rang. I would have actually woken Rylee up but I am not in a loving mood at all, I have been here for an hour and I am not even sure she is here “ok so I told them you left New York, that is fine. You did your part, you just you didn’t sign off for the album cover which we can send to you over email. We will work on it, we are thinking October release date and then the end of November tour, we are confident that the tickets will sell out” shaking my head looking at Royalty eating chips and making a mess, I want to see Royalty for Christmas “man, I mean what the hell. What about after? January maybe?” seeing Rylee walking to the kitchen, she looked at me and I looked at her “Chris, let’s just go with this” so I am stuck with this, that is what he is saying “fine, put it through. Anything else? I mean, I was in New York and nothing was said” what a waste of time “the promo, the interviews. Will be sent out, let these people know Chris Brown is back. Come on Chris, you have been quiet for far too long” he has got a point “cool, I got you. Talk soon” disconnecting the call.

Royalty held a chip up to me, she loves feeding me “you know the mess you made is not cute, you trying to make it up to me?” my couch looks so bad “it’s ok baby I don’t want it” Rylee made her way over to us and I am still not going to say shit to her, looking up at the TV “when did you come back?” she finally spoke “about an hour ago” Royalty’ head shot up, she shuffled off the couch “lee!” she yelped, Rylee put her breakfast on the table in front and picked her up. Looking at my phone and seeing Mijo calling me “bro” he took his time “what’s good?” I said sitting back “you called me fool, all good there?” he right I did “you and the kids want to have Royalty? I need to deal with something” Rylee looked at me and I stared back, she is the thing I am dealing with “little Royal, yeah of course, all night thing?” shaking my head “nah bro, just a few hours. You pick her up later, she is due a nap now” see, I know Royalty’ times now. I know my daughter “cool, talk soon” he put the phone down, getting up from the couch “Chris I am sorry” Rylee said, walking by her “it’s fine, I am just going to cook Rosa some food. I am sure I will be a good husband to her” Rylee scoffed behind me, I can be petty too.

I am trying not to be too petty, I am just waiting to talk to her “y’all about to get freaky?” Mijo questioned “how about no” I shrugged “the fuck!?” Mijo spat “it’s just a disagreement, I am trying to deal with it in an adult way. I am trying here, I have never been in love and dealing with issues now is so much more different. I ain’t about to throw her out, I care too damn much” Mijo is giving me a disapproving look, he didn’t want me engaged “love sucks homie, I guess good luck. Communication is key, talk it out and I am glad you are trying to be calm” he doesn’t know how angry I am “daddy” hearing my daughter say “daddy I’m princess” Royalty stepped down on the last step “she dressed herself” Rylee said behind her “oh wow, this is different baby but I love it. You look unique” picking her up “you are dressed half boy and half girl” touching her dress “you look beautiful” pressing a kiss to her cheek “You go with Uncle Mijo, see mymy?” Royalty nodded her head “be good for him beautiful” Royalty generally goes to anybody, she rarely cries “little Royal, you looking beautiful girl” smiling at them both “see you soon, and Rylee” Mijo waved at her.

This is awkward then, I guess it’s not the conversation I wanted so early on “I have work in an hour” I need to be calm and talk, turning around rubbing my cheek with my hand “do you even care about me? Do you even care about this engagement, you’re more into your work. Like now. You did a night shift so I know you have the following day off, did you take on more hours?” I ain’t stupid “besides, you haven’t answered my question? You just going to leave me hanging?” Rylee stared at me in silence, looking down at the Rolex and then back at Rylee. The silence is deafening, I have never felt this pain in my life but I am, it’s foreign to me. First time in my life I am scared, scared to lose something. Unclipping the Rolex, taking it off my wrist and holding it out to Rylee “your grandma said to give it to the guy you love, I don’t think that is me. Don’t say it, I rather you just walk if you’re going to do it” Rylee shook her head “I gave that to the right guy, I was just staring into your eyes. Sorry, I got lost. You’re scared” looking away from Rylee “don’t read me and don’t play with my feelings” I don’t like it “I got taken back, sorry. I don’t think you realised it but at that moment you didn’t guard your feelings, I am sorry” she spoke, walking off to the kitchen counter and placing the Rolex down.

I want to stay away from her so she can’t look into my eyes like that “I am so sorry I hurt you, it’s a big decision you know. I moved here for this, this has been crazy for me. I spoke to my grandma, it made me laugh because I don’t know why I spoke to her but I did. Her answer was you obey your husband, she is from the island so she will say that. I called my mom after, she also told me I deserve to be spoilt, stop being so independent. I spoke to my dad, ask him if he would be disappointed to leave such a job, he told me he would leave any job for my mom. It made me realise that you would do anything for love, what I got with you is special and it’s not worth a job. It’s not worth a friend, you are my best friend. I just didn’t want to a be disappointment to my parents that I left just to live off you, that is not what I want and want to be labelled as” Rylee sniffled “I am so sorry I hurt you, I didn’t mean too. I will leave the job for you, it’s not worth it” I don’t like to see her cry, I didn’t even want her to leave either but she’s not safe there.

Sighing out “I feel like a dickhead right now” I mumbled “don’t, I am scared there anyways. I always think someone is about to attack me, people know me. And my ex knows where I am, it got to a point where I just wanted him to kill me because I am sick of feeling like this” that fucking ex, he needs a fucking beating “life has come at me so fast, I didn’t think I would be in love. I didn’t think I would find a man that loves me the way you do, I didn’t answer the text not because I was deciding to leave you but because I didn’t want to argue with you either. I am scared that what if something happens between us, where does that leave me? I living under your roof, I am living by your means” folding my arms across my chest staring at Rylee “a wife” I said, leaning against the kitchen counter “what do you mean?” she questioned “you about to be my wife, you telling me your mom don’t get spoilt? Your dad worked so hard for that house, you’re no different and I don’t want to come off as a controlling man, but I love you. I am like the softest I can be with you, I am a dickhead Rylee. I am not nice and I can’t believe I got you” taking in a deep breath “so can we talk about our future then? Like once and for all, I appreciate you so much Chris I do but I want to work” I always feel the need to be high when she speaks about working on something.

“What do you want from me?” Rylee questioned, that is a good question “what do you want me from me?” I retorted, Rylee scoffed at me “come on, I asked first” rolling my eyes unfolding my arms from across my chest “I want you to travel the world with me, I want you to be a mother, a wife, a step mom. I want you to succeed and for the world to know you as Rylee Brown and not just Chris Brown’ wife” Rylee looked at me all shocked “that is a lot, but can I say what I want and we can come to an agreement?” nodding my head, I am open to it but it depends on what she says “I will leave this job, today I am leaving it. But I want you to support me enough to let me work in a different place, I will make sure it’s part time but I want to work Chris” walking around the kitchen counter “I say part time because then we can have us time too, I can start somewhere new but I want you to support me. I want you to be happy for me” she really wants to do this “I am happy with that, I never wanted you to leave but I can’t accept Daniel there. I will go with you to your interview, I will root for you” Rylee smiled “really?” just to see her smile “yeah but don’t forgot me, I need you too” I want her with me forever “you know what I want from you? Nothing Chris, you have been the best. Don’t ever change, when I got with you I wanted you as a person” standing in front of her “oh god, don’t” Rylee placed her hand on my chest “don’t, I could have lost you” now she is being stupid “listen to me, don’t cry” wrapping my arms around her, holding her in close “stop it now, we won’t lose each other because love got us” Rylee sobbed out.

“It’s hard Chris, I was home alone and alone at work. I had nobody without you, I felt so lonely. Without you I am nothing and all this happened less than a year, I just didn’t think Chris” she said through her cries “stop it Rylee, I love you too much to leave you. I just want you happy too, I will help you look for another job. While then I can show you my life” running my fingers through her hair “what do you mean?” she mumbled “promo my album and interviews, rehearsals and then show you how to run Black Pyramid” pressing a kiss to her head “you want to go and see your mom? I don’t like you sad, we can go together” Rylee moved back from me “really?” nodding my head “before I get busy, I will come with you. I want to know your family even more��� she is so damn happy now “I don’t deserve you at all” Rylee shook her head “I don’t deserve you either, I guess we equal. If I didn’t love you then I would have thrown you out, I guess talking works” I chuckled to myself, I am learning.

I do feel bad about this but I said she can get another job, I just can’t deal with her working with Daniel at all. Closing my car door, Rylee waited for me. Locking my Lamborghini door walking around my car “you good?” I asked Rylee before holding onto her hand “yeah, just you know. End of a chapter” she mumbled “and a start of a beautiful one with me, I feel bad though. If you don’t want to do it then don’t, I rather you not be sad but then I won’t be happy either” Rylee rolled her eyes tugging at my hand “let’s just go” Rylee walked to cross the road tugging at my hand, smiling at my wife. From the corner of my eye, I see a car driving towards Rylee, yanking Rylee back towards me. The car flew by Rylee, frowning at the car driving off without even stopping “the fuck” I said, he could have hurt my girl “let’s just get out of here” this place is bad vibes, I didn’t bring Joe either.

Rylee has a tight grip on my hand, she is nervous and looks a little emotional “I will need to go into the staff only part on my own, are you ok to wait here?” nodding my head, pulling Rylee towards me. Placing my free arm around her “I love you” pecking her lips “I love you too, I am not upset about leaving anymore. I am just going to miss the people here, I will be quick. I love you so much Chris” she let my hand go walking off, smiling at her as she walked off. The fuck am I going to do now though, pulling my snapback down a little more. Getting my phone out from my pocket, looking down at my phone and seeing my reflection. Smiling down at my reflection, I have not worn my gold grills in a while and I miss it, I look a mess but I missed it “I swear that is Chris Brown” hearing someone say, looking up from my phone staring at a guy and his wife “I knew it” looking back down at my phone, I don’t like being here at all.

It’s been like thirty minutes now, this is annoying. Looking down at my watch sighing out “woah, wait!” this female said as she froze smiling at me “Maria, we met before. Oh wow, what are you doing here” I think I remember her “oh, I am waiting on Rylee. She is in here” Maria pointed at the door “you’re waiting? I thought you would keep her waiting, wow. How does Rylee do it” rubbing my neck laughing “I mean you are Chris Brown and she got you waiting out here? What? Why?” she looked in disbelief, licking my bottom lip smiling “she is leaving this job now, that is why” Maria gasped “oh no, oh wow. I mean I knew it was coming, I am glad you are taking her. She deserves better and she has so much life to live, honestly Chris. Good choice, she is wasted here. She is too kind and I feel like she needs someone to tell her, good on you” I am so happy she agrees with me “thank you, I want her to have the best and this job is not good and I don’t like a certain guy here” stuffing my hands in my pockets “Daniel?” she already knew “yeah, other things but I just want to keep my girl close” Maria smiled at me lightly “I will tell her to hurry up, nice meeting you. Hope to see you out of work, bye” waving at her, hopefully Rylee will come out.

Sitting next to this old lady on the seats, my feet hurt from standing. I am sat here like a patient, this is so awkward “do those things hurt?” the lady at the side of me asked pointing, looking over at her “my teeth?” I questioned “yeah, do they hurt?” shaking my head laughing, hearing the door open my head turned “finally” Rylee walked out with a box and a woman behind her, getting up from the seat “you been crying again?” I asked, Rylee nodded her head silently “she is escorting me out, let’s go” taking the box from Rylee “come, let’s get out of here” walking ahead of Rylee, I am so glad to be out of this place but I don’t like my girl crying over this shit, even Maria knows she deserves better “Chris Brown, he is more handsome in person” grinning from ear to ear hearing the talk behind me.

“This is it Chris, I came to live out my dream and now I am leaving” Rylee stared at the building “you’re leaving this building with a fiancé you love” Rylee looked at me “and I am so happy I am” she better be, Rylee wrapped her arms around my arm walking “you legit happy though? Maria agreed with me” I am happy she did “oh yeah, she told me. I am meeting her for a meal, she said for you to come. She has a husband and wants to meet up” Rylee is asking to do couple things, this means Rylee has time to plan shit “Rylee! Wait” my ears perked up at the voice, Rylee let my arm go turning around and so did I, I knew that motherfuckers would appear “you leaving!? What the hell?” he has some nerve “is that it?” he is walking closer and I am about to punch his face “it’s time for me to move on” Rylee said, Daniel’ eyes lit up. It’s like he wants some attention “you’re leaving because of this crazy motherfucker, Rylee you’re making the biggest mistake of your life. Don’t leave” dropping the box to the ground “take yourself and your nurses outfit back in there, you think I won’t beat you just because I am a celebrity” stepping to Daniel, he laughed in my face “wifey material? Nigga you had years! You had years to have her but you couldn’t, she don’t like you like that. How many times you want to be friend zoned, and then you got beat up by Blake. Do you ever want to just stop!?” moving my head back as Daniel was about to headbutt me but I swung my fist around which met his jaw “Chris, no!” Rylee grabbed my shirt, I threw my fist again at his eye and then pushing him onto the floor. He fell back onto the ground “don’t ever speak to my girl again” Rylee grabbed my shirt “fuck, Chris! Come, stop it” I want to beat him up even more.

I feel so much better, I punched him. He thought I would just stand there and do nothing, I don’t care and I would catch a case on god “Chris, I am so sorry about everything. I was just so confused” seeing some folded paper on my windscreen, picking the paper off my screen and unfolding it. Seeing a picture of Rylee and I having sex on my kitchen counter, the blood drained from my face. Looking around me “what have you seen?” Rylee questioned, who the fuck was watching us. Looking back down at the picture, I was eating Rylee out but who the fuck saw this, who the fuck was at my house.

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∞ gimme the deets

send ∞ and I’ll tell you a headcanon I haven’t shared with anyone yet

Rohan’s parents were supportive of his choice of becoming a mangaka but they did drop hints that they preferred if he went into a safer job field. As any good parent they wanted to support their child but they also wanted to make sure that they weren’t just following a pipe dream.

SO ever so often a young Rohan would hear the sentences ‘Honey, are you sure you want to do this?’// ‘Wouldn’t you want to be something else? Like a doctor or a teacher?’// ‘Why don’t you join your father as a scenic painter, it’s a decent job.’ // etc

This stems from the fact that they both have risky jobs (budding fashion designer and scenic painter) that require they travel a lot. They just want the best for their little Roro.

[aerisse-remade]

literally just me complaining abt vocaloid/its fanbase

ok i got a good starting point so its Time to Complain

before i start complaining im just gonna say that some of these were taken from my ooooold pet peeves posts on tvs that i made in like. 2013. so if you see those now, keep in mind that i may no longer be bothered by certain things or ive just become less harsh in general. but some of them i still agree w obv. also i dont mind if anyone who actually reads this wants to add on to this post or to start a discussion (pls do!!!! i love hearing others thoughts) but pls either send me an ask, an im, or just reply bc i dont want to have a long chain of reblogs

also sorry again @ app users

i really cant stand certain headcanons, but the absolute worst ones are that the male vocaloids are huge perverts or even pedophiles....or any vocaloid in general. leave them alone!!!! why do u hate certain vocaloids so much that youd call them a fucking pedophile??? pedophilia isnt cute or funny, its fucking disgusting. and this might be very presumptuous of me but if you hc any vocaloid as a pedo you're disgusting too. [also if any pedos are reading this (bc i know some of you freaks go into the search) if you interact with this post or me at all, you'll be reported and blocked]

i also hate when ppl call any vocaloid (or ANY character for that matter) shotas or lolis. bc yknow...those terms are rooted in pedophilia, and once again pedophilia isnt cute or funny. like this literally isnt up for debate, if you try to defend that shit you'll also be reported and blocked

listen....i know vocaloids dont have canon sexualities so all hcs are valid...but when ppl hc luka or mayu as straight i die. i mean i hc most of the vocaloids being lgbt+ but especially luka and mayu. luka is like the biggest lesbian and mayu is also gay af

this one might be controversial?? idk but it kinda bothers me when ppl take a japanese vocaloid, change their skin colour, and then say theyre poc now. like japanese ppl arent white so werent they poc before?? like im genuinely confused. is the term poc for nonwhite ppl in general or specifically for darker skinned nonwhite ppl? bc ive seen both ways. also the issue here isnt making a pale vocaloid darker (bc im all for that!!! we need darker vocas) in general, its just when ppl imply that japanese ppl are white ig. (if you cant tell already im white, so if i said smth wrong, please correct me!)

i hate when ppl whitewash leon and lola. like ik they dont have official designs, but they are still canonically black (not to mention the whitewashed designs for them are ugly af....especially white, blond hair + blue eyes leon). also i dont like whitewashed merli, wil, bruno, and clara either

speaking of bruno and clara, i hate how even their official designs were whitewashed due to racists complaining abt their old designs!!! like. ppl literally sent death threats to the artist of their original designs

i hate pikos design. its not even anything in particular, his whole design is just ugly imo

i hate yohioloids boxart. i absolutely cant stand the way the artist drew his face, it looks like that generic straight girl fujoshi anime artstyle. i hate it lmao

this one also might be a big no-no but i honestly cant stand the western producers' fanbases? i cant even get into most of the western producers works. i like ghost as a person (they seem pretty cool), and i like their instrumentals, but i dont like the vocals/rhythm of most of their songs? and their fanbase is just....annoying. they treat ghost like a god or smth (which they themself is uncomfortable with!!) and idk basically im just tired of seeing ppl shit themselves over communications. this isnt supposed to be hate either, im just genuinely confused nd tired. also circusP's fanbase is also annoying bc i feel like his songs appeal to edgy 12 yr olds (like circus monster and insanity) who constantly spam his comments sections with "lol im psycho too!!!". i havent looked into his comments sections for a while now so if this has changed then im glad ig

when ppl call galacos hair rainbow....like, blonde, brown, yellow, red, and blue dont make a rainbow. mayus hair is rainbow tho!!

speaking of mayus hair, it bothers me when ppl forget she has rainbow hair?? especially fanartists. i understand if you know she has rainbow hair but you didnt include it bc its hard to colour in. its ok. but like....straight up forgetting?? im confused how do yall not notice it

also when ppl think mayus bday is December 5th. like yeah its her release date but her canonical bday is may 6th. pls im so tired of ppl saying "happy bday mayu!!!" on dec 5th but nobody saying shit on her actual bday....

also this might b petty but i dont like how most ships involving mayu are het. Let Her Be Gay

when ppl say mayu is a ritsu rip off...,like the only design similarities they have are those little hat things and the piano motif. thats it. also they were designed by the same person (hidari) so ofc theyre gonna have some similarities

this might be elitist of me but when ppl claim to be "vocaloid trash" or hardcore voca fans yet they dont know who unpopular vocas like big al and mew are. also when these same ppl (those who claim to be hardcore fans) cant even name a single producer

recolours and genderbends. u know what im talking abt...,the bs "shion family" or mikuo, luki, etc. theyre boring tbh

also when ppl think kaitos last name is canonically shion....like he doesnt have a last name. same with meiko being sakine. meiko sakine is a fanloid, not the actual voca meiko

obnoxious fangirls/boys in general. yknow, the "lenkun is mine!!! xdddd" kind. pls...,.grow out of that phase already...

ppl who call vy2 roro. or ppl who think thats his canon design. pls im so tired

ppl who think gumi extend/lily/cul/merli/etc look like "sluts". like bye

ppl who draw/make mmd models of voca appends, yet their "append" design is exactly like mikus

ppl who dont source their art or dont source it properly. zerochan and weheartit are not sources.,,,

ppl who complain abt there being "too many vocaloids". like vocaloid isnt even marketed to you, theyre marketed towards music producers lmao. let producers have a wide selection range

ppl who think vocaloid is a weeb thing. like yall will call literally anything japanese weeb shit. like....not all vocaloids are even japanese. and even if they were, smth being japanese nd having anime styled mascots doesnt automatically make it for weebs. vocaloid is a professional software. im so tired of seeing ppl like "omg im such a weeb im listening to vocaloid" or "im reliving my weeb days by listening to vocaloid" or "if u listen to vocaloid ur a weeb" fuck outta here w that bs

now this is a personal thing, but i just cant stand voca crossovers with mlp..,,im so tired of everything being ponified

ppl who hc rin and len as siblings AND ship them. like its fine to ship them if u dont hc them as siblings but if you do....,yall nasty. incest is nasty

i really dont like kailen, kaimi, yuki/kiyoteru, kairin, gakurin, etc. theres more ships i dont like but i'll probably make another post abt that sometime

honestly i dont really care for most f/m amd m/m ships in general? gimme the wlw

ppl who ship the child vocas  (ryuto, yuki, una, oliver) with adult vocas without aging them up. i mean even if its aged up its still kinda weird but not aging them at all is Bad

....also heres a super petty and personal one. when ppl say that white ppl cant kin/id with most vocaloids. like some white kid thinking theyre miku is in no way comparable to actual real world racism. as long as theyre not claiming to actually be another race it shouldn't matter. get mad over smth that actually matters lmao

basically just kin drama in general. like its fine to be uncomfortable w doubles but like....dont harrass them or send them hate or anything. let them be

also ppl who take vocaloid at face value and cant have fun. ykno, those ppl who are like "how do yall ship software and make headcanons for them?? get a life lol". like hey. its fun. let us be

theres probably more but i cant think of them rn. if i do think of more i'll just compile them into another post and call it part 2 or smth lmao

[rollinsland]

Jey needs some friendship bracelets WWE!!!! Jimmy and Solo too I bought RoRo's 🥰 Gimme my other boys too

[rollinsland]

I say I wanna fight Roman, yet when I was rewatching the episode of Smackdown where he sighed the Fatal 4-Way contract, when he went to make the bitch slap motion towards Aldis, I flinched 😭😂 I'll still fight him tho!!! Gimme a match RoRo 🤣

[rollinsland]

40 minutes till Smackdown Gimme RoRo, Jim and Solo please!!!!