#smthn ain't right

[pepperstreak]

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[ziipzeepzop-eez]

y'all i keep hearing consecutive BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGs outside my window and i'm not really sure what to think =D

[heartfullofleeches]

How would a dylan and cc friendship be like? Especially femme cc. Like ones a succubus and another s just a fuckgirl I bet they gossip abt their one night stands or smthn

Toxic Besties. Mostly hang out because they're invited to the same parties and vibe pretty well when Dylan isn't stealing shit from C.C's apartments. C.C is fake as hell and pretends Dylan is the best thing since sliced bread when she's around, but talks mad shit when she ain't. Still probably has had a few drunken make outs with her and is the first person Dylan calls when she needs help hiding a body. C.C is the closest thing Dylan would have to a true friend so she tries not to fuck things up, but she can't help but push C.C's buttons when he/she meets their darling around can't stop gushing about them.

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C.C: y'ello?

Dylan: C - been a while. Hey, can you come down to the docks for a minute? Ran into a little trouble while running someone over and I could use your help.

C.C: ugh, bitch I told you I don't do that anymore. The police are already on my ass for trespassing and I just put my rollers in.

Dylan: Shame.... That cute thing you've had your eye on is gonna be at a party I'm heading to after a dump this off....

C.C: .... I'll be there in twenty minutes. Call them cute again and I'll put you in a grave right next to the tramp you just ran over.

[taxes-evasion]

OMG HIII im so excited for a creepypasta writer :3 may i please request you write for hoodie nd masky, reader also being a proxy!!!! it could be general hcs or whatevs, up to you!! if you dont want to do this req, its ok, if u want me to req smthn else u can always pm me

HIII and thank you so much! I hope I complied with your request (sorry if I didn't).

Characters included: Reader (as proxy), Slenderman (named sometimes as Boss), Masky and Hoodie + mention of other proxies.

Small Warnings: mention of kidnapping, mention of dizziness, actions of light bullying, mention of broken bones, deep cuts, bruises, killing and curse words. Proxies are not kind toward newbie at all :(

⚠️Writer's Notices⚠️: I think I expanded the request without intending to? I'm not sure about that. I just like to give a lot of informations about the characters, so I also put a very light backstory of the Reader. I hope this doesn't bother you and, of course, if you wish, you can skip everything and go to the part that interests you the most. I'm not judging. Please enjoy!

𝑀𝐴𝑆𝐾𝑌 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝐻𝑂𝑂𝐷𝐼𝐸 𝑊𝐼𝑇𝐻 𝐴 𝑃𝑅𝑂𝑋𝑌 𝑅𝐸𝐴𝐷𝐸𝑅

HOW DID YOU BECOME A PROXY?

You are probably in contact with kids/young adults who saw Slenderman;

Maybe a babysitter or a psychiatrist;

The fact is that you will never encounter proxies initially;

It is very important for Slenderman to decide for himself his servants;

Toby had once brought a girl into the mansion unbeknownst to Boss... Let's say she stayed for a short time;

Of course, Toby doesn't remember her anymore;

One day someone tells you about this strange, tall and thin man who appears in their dreams and in the woods;

However, one day you were normally on your way home when you started to feel dizzy;

And... surprise! Shortly afterwards you were in a dark office without any kind of light, forced to listen to a faceless man;

You don't remember much about how you get there but your attention, of course, is not centered on that small detail;

BUT WHY WERE YOU RECRUITED BY SLENDERMAN?

Most likely because you have a very good intellect and you reason efficiently;

The Big Boss really needs proxies like that;

Not an athletic person? DON'T WORRY! Slenderman already knows everything about you and what type of training you need, he already comes up with a training program just for you!

(Be grateful and don't try to run away, this tired old man ain't got no time to come and haunt you) :(

WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?

One surprise after another, apparently! (actually, you could easily imagine what is about to happen);

You are entrusted to some proxies who will take you under their "protective" wing;

These proxies are: Masky, Hoodie, and Toby!

But mainly Masky and Hoodie since they are the only ones who have actually done any training when they arrived at the mansion;

Toby isn't very present because he doesn't care much and would still struggle to have an initial relationship given his Antisocial Personality Disorder;

But don't worry! He'll get used to you soon!

HOW DO MASKY AND HOODIE BEHAVE TOWARDS YOU?

They are slightly heartless bitches :(

(they're actually "somehow" nice to you but not too much);

I mean they would help you with training but make fun of you whenever they can;

This mainly Masky;

Hoodie simply giggles meanly and nods;

DON'T LET THESE "INSTRUCTORS" OF YOURS FIND OUT THAT YOU'RE SENSITIVE OR THAT YOU CRY EASILY!

(This is honestly me);

I say this for your own good, really;

If Masky notices a sniffling or shining eyes from tears that would like to fall... you will find out what hell is;

You will no longer know what dignity is...

"Awwww, don't tell me our little newbie is going to cry, right?" it may be the phrase you'll hear the most;

Masky will basically yell it in the presence of ALL the residents of the mansion just to give you a reason to cry more;

"Come on Masky, can't you see that the frail little thing here is shaking? Give them some personal space."

Another reality revealed, but this time it's Hoodie's fault;

He probably won't yell it like Masky, but he'll still say it in a higher-than-average tone of voice;

BUT WHAT IF YOU'RE ACTUALLY VERY BADASS?

If they notice that you are actually very neutral and don't care about their nasty comments, they will simply stop;

After all, it's no fun if there are no reactions;

Basically, they will just give you the advice you need to improve;

However, you may also have a short fuse!

Maybe you shouldn't point it out, you might unintentionally push yourself further, and since Masky also has a short fuse, you could start a fight with him;

If there's Hoodie nearby he'll stop Masky before killing you (but you'll have some deep cuts, bruises and, at worst, broken bones);

However, in the absence of Hoodie/other proxies, you will be killed without much scruples;

Butttt... consider yourself lucky because usually Hoodie and Masky are together all the time, either for tasks and because they have established a good relationship and don't spend much time with the other residents;

Above all they are good instructors;

They know when you've reached your limit and will stop you if they see you're going too far;

They will give you advice and plan a diet if they see that it is necessary;

It could have been worse, couldn't it?

WHAT DO THEY LOOK LIKE DURING TRAINING?

As said before, they would certainly help you a lot;

Both with advice and by encouraging you to keep going;

(they will become more and more familiar with this as time goes on);

However, I like to imagine that Hoodie does the exercises with you, both to keep fit and to be an example for you;

Masky observes the two of you, smoking his cigarettes;

In some cases he will join you;

(he made a bet on who does the most running laps with Hoodie);

"You know, Y/N, Masky has never been able to beat me in a running challenge", Hoodie usually makes fun of Masky;

"For fuck's sake, just shut up!" and Masky responds in a bad way;

While they may seem quite calm while training you, don't forget that they are professional assassins;

You don't really want to see them when they have to torture/kill someone;

But one day, for sure, you're going to see that because, ops!, from now on you are a proxy;

Good luck with that!

Okay, that's all about our two favorite proxies!

I really have to write headcanons about their backstories because I've honestly always wanted to do that.

I hope you enjoyed this!

♡

[ellies-star]

something about july. pt 1

pairing. outdoors staff! ellie williams x pool staff f! reader. 

synopsis. ellie has been working at this summer camp for the last 5 years, and when she spots you for the first time blowing up pool floats with Dina, she knows she's in trouble. ellie and reader find themselves flirting every chance they get, pulling pranks and having a sweet summer fling. warnings. right now it's just fluff and wholesome, use of y/n, friends to lovers trope but eventual 18+. eventual mention and usage of substances, drunk/high kissing, and makeout woot woot.

an. lol so this is my first time writing a fic in a while. wanted smthn that would make you wanna kick your feet and giggle, so i present to you part one of summer camp ellie and reader <3 p.s. apologies in advance, editing as I go lol.

It's 9:00 am on a Saturday in July, and Ellie pulls up to the campground that's already buzzing with excitement and chatter. Dust flies behind her truck as she drives along the dirt road and gravel through the camp. Window down, the summer breeze and smell of pine fills her car bringing a smile to her lips. Damn I missed this, she thinks.

She immediately recognizes her friends and fellow staff among the small crowd, they work hard to move tables and haul in groceries for this weeks meals, others are organizing gear and supplies for hikes– which she should be doing at this moment.

"You're late Williams!" Ellie looks to her left to find the source of the oh so familiar playful chide. The camp director approaches her car with a grin on her face. She slows down to pull up next to the woman, leaning her left arm out the window.

"Morning Maggie, beautiful start to the week, huh?" She looks at the older woman, salt and pepper hair in a wild bun, navy blue t-shirt with the camp's logo written across the front and back in a faded white. Her busy clipboard propped against her hip cladded in worn-out denim jeans. She embodies camp mom in every single way, and Ellie missed her like no other.

"It would be, if all of my staff got here on time!" She smacks Ellie's arm playfully with her hand. "We got new staff this year, and the boys are already tormenting them!" She turns around to point to Joel and Tommy under the roof of the mess hall on the left. The brothers laughing as they already finish tying one of the new outdoors crew members' shoes to the beam.

Ellie sticks her head out the window to shout to them. "Better hide the ladder once you're done!"

"Don't worry, already on it!" Tommy turns around almost falling off the thing, but shouts back with a grin.

"How could I forget, you're just as bad as they are." Maggie rolls her eyes. Ellie laughs at her response, getting more excited for what's in store. Joel looks passed Tommy, using his hand to shade his eyes.

"Get your ass over here Williams, these boxes ain't gonna move themselves!"

"I'm coming, hold your horses old man!" Ellie shouts back. She shakes her head and diverts her attention back to the lady with places to be.

"Hurry up now, and be nice to the boys! God knows those two won't. See you later chickadee." Maggie pats her car door to send Ellie off, before giving her a wink.

Ellie drives off to park her truck by the pool and other cars shaded beneath the line of ponderosa pine. It's still pretty early, but the sun's hot beams are brutal right now. Stepping out of the truck, she takes off her green flannel and tosses it onto her tattered passenger seat. Seconds after the slam of her truck door, she is greeted by a warm breeze and another friendly face.

"Ellie! You're here!" She turns around to see Dina peering over the wooden pool fence to say hello. Ellie instantly walks to the gate door to meet Dina for a sweaty hug.

"It's good to see ya D!" Ellie laughs squeezing her tight and taking in the smell of her freshly applied sunscreen. She pulls back, and Dina comments like everyone else she’s seen.

"You're like an hour late." Ellie scoffs.

"I know! Don't blame me, blame Florence." Ellie groans pointing to her overheated white 1999 Ford Ranger. Dina rolls her eyes in response, but gets a burst of excitement. She almost forgot what made her so giddy in the first place. She grabs Ellie's shoulders with force and locks eyes. There’s a shift in the air between them with a sense of seriousness. Ellie doesn't know what to think, but stands confused and leaning back slightly. "What is it Dina..."

"Ellie, we got new swim staff."

"I know, I met them at the last meeting?"

"No Ellie, you didn't meet this one." Ellie quirks a brow looking at Dina with a puzzled eye.

"Dina what are you talking about–"

"Ellie she's cute, and gay." Dina emphasizes, cutting her off to nod her chin to hint what's behind her– or more importantly who.

"Again, what are you talking about?" Dina turns around and pulls Ellie to her side to reveal the sight by the other end of the pool.

As a few other new staff members begin to move away from the shed, behold there you are barely out of reach of the pool structures shade, glistening in the sun. Your skin tanned and kissed by freckles, and exposed in your yellow bikini top and denim shorts. Your hair tied up in messy ponytail, loose pieces stick to your back from sunscreen and sweat.

"oh, that's what you're talking about..." Ellie's eyes widen. Dina looks at Ellie and giggles like a school girl.

It's funny, while Ellie gawks at you, you look quite silly bent over struggling to blow up pool floaties alongside Jesse. She can hear you arguing with him over how many blow up balls versus rings you need.

Dina knows what she's doing, and already feels the need to play matchmaker.

Grabbing Ellies hand and giving her a devilish grin, she begins to pull her along the edge of the pool towards the two of you. "Jesse look whose here!" Dina announces giggling.

Ellie's heart quickens, her nerves sinking in. The thing is, she hasn't talked to a pretty gay girl in, let's be honest, a while. And on top of that, she's also an over thinker. So she has indeed already exhausted every encounter or issue that could errupt after talking to you.

"What are you doing?!" Ellie whisper panics trying to pull away without looking too suspicious, Dina just snickers in response as they both now stand in front of the two pool staff attempting to blow up a giant turtle floaty.

You hardly notice the two girls that come up, you are too caught up in your mission to find the other air pump in the ridiculous wooden chest of a mess overflowing with pool toys and goggles.

Jesse looks up before his face falls into a big smile. "Aye you finally made it!" He beams while standing up. Ellie tries to focus on giving him a hug, but all she can think about is who this mysterious girl in a small yellow bikini is.

Your back was to the three of them before you turn around. You briefly scan the over the two girls before locking eyes with the one you've never seen before. You first notice her tank top, Patagonia baggies and dirty blue vans. Her shoulder length auburn hair was tied half up half down, but a few pieces escaped framing her face. Freckles sprayed across her nose and cheeks, and her green eyes never left yours.

Everything about her screamed gay, and hot.

Dina and Jesse watch as the two of you stare blankly at one another, unsure what to say– Ellie is afraid to take a breath from the looks of it, her cheeks are showing the slightest shade of pink.

"Y/N this is Ellie! We grew up going to camp together with Jesse, and now she's been working in outdoors for about 5 years now!" Dina grins after her introduction, nudging Ellie's arm with her elbow to say hello.

But all she could think was holy shit, cute girl cute girl cute girl...

"Uh, hi yeah I'm Ellie, nice to meet you." She sticks her hand out, showing off her right forearm; covered in the most gorgeous tattoo you've ever seen.

"Hi Ellie, i'm Y/N." You smile, shaking her hand– it's a little sweaty which you blame on the heat, but she blames on you. Your eyes flicker back to her arm. "I really like your tattoo! It's really pretty." You beam as you let her hand go.

You're really pretty. She makes a note to herself to never wear a long sleeve around you ever.

"Oh thanks, I got it a few years ago." She replies, unsure of what to add. God why do pretty girls make my brain go dumb?

Just as Dina was about to intervene, Tommy calls for Ellie over the fence. "Ellie, Joel needs your help planning the first 3 day hikes, Mia can't go!" He shouts before walking back towards the outdoors tent.

She turns her head back and shouts that she's coming before turning back to look at you, a small smile forms on her lips. "I gotta go before Joel kills me, but uh– it was nice meeting you."

You offer a smile and a "you too" in return as she heads back towards the pool gate. She looks back one last time and you give a little wave.

Of course this small interaction made her chest flutter, and knees weak. She fought every fibre in her body to not look back at you. As she walked towards the group of boys all she could think to herself was: I'm in trouble for sure.

[crayzkrypto]

Just some thought's I had abt the current situation: (Tw: political thinking & some existential thinking.) (This is the ONLY time I will say smthn like this I promise. (I don't really like politics in general or rlly at all >_<))

-Kat's: "Oh shit, we're doomed." thoughts-

You may share, repost, and spread this post around ONLY IF YOU DO NOT SUPPORT TRUMP. Please do not do so if you support his greedy ass, thank you for understanding in advance. IN ADVANCE TO ADD ON AS WHAT WAS SAID BELOW ORIGINALLY, DO NOT REPLY IF YOU SUPPORT HIM, THANK YOU.

If trump gets the dictatorship he wants we are all royally fucked.

If trump wins he WILL remove the rights of minorities, he WILL ruin the progress people have already made in terms of equality for minorities.

I ain't stayin if this place is being ruled by a cheeto king (Not my fault he made himself look like a cheeto ✨)

Trump is to say the least- I wouldn't put it past him in turning around and backstabbing our country as soon as he gains control over it.

As someone related to the big H man in history, I gotta admit, I don't rlly want a dictatorship.

Having a xenophobic and racist president would be hell for quite a lot of people.

Having a transphobic, sexist, ableist, and homophobic president would be hell for many.

Having a dictatorship is like erm, going back to the older days if you know what I mean, and it feels icky and disgusting in every way possible istg.

A rich person who only supports other rich people and treats non-rich people shitty; would not be such a great president, no offense to people out there.

If I were 18 rn I'd be voting for the poc presidential candidate, who's a woman, and supports minorities, and supports the people currently in very bad living situations.

Trump only cares about HIMSELF, he wants to live like a king, that is quite the opposite of what America was built on.

Do we really want someone as greedy, untrustworthy, selfish, and cruel as that in control- (To say the least I am genuinely a bit worried abt him potentially winning the election...) (Do not reply to this post or interact with me at all if you support Trump, are homophobic, ableist, transphobic, sexist, racist, etc, thank you. Idc that you support him or think that what he is doing is at all right, because it isn't right, I will remove your message if you come attacking me for saying what genuinely think abt this situation.) (And before people come in saying this or that is "perfect" or "the right way": * Keep in mind, nothing in this life is "perfect", there are always imperfections, there is always something uneven or not perfectly lined up, absolutely nothing is set in stone, nothing is a perfectly carved edge, there is always a crack somewhere, always a dent here or there, always a mistake in one place or another, I will never believe that anything in life is truly perfect, not for as long as I live. Because the truth about life, is that it will always be; wild, unpredictable, random, and imperfect. No one controls the outcome, every variable influences the hands of time, every variable is a random chance to affect. * Technically; nothing is "the right way to do things", since all things are technically just made up from this person, that person, or our ancestors, the "right way" you believe in is usually based on opinion or what you have been taught, heck, every word in the dictionary has been made up by someone else, somewhere else, at some point in time or history. It's all just opinions, beliefs made by those before you, and things you have been taught, people make their own choices in life and that is how it goes. You may believe in one thing, and support this person in life or that person, but do not expect or force everyone to do the same. ) (DO NOT: attack me for anything on this post, I mean it. Ty for understanding ^ ^ ! (Includes forcing opinions abt if you support Trump, and why you think I should think the same as you, listen: I DO NOT CARE! I won't support him, and never will, for various reasons, end of story.))

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[little-miss-dilf-lover]

okay well fuck you bbg you WILL have atleast ONE quill request in ur inbox and i stand by that

i had a small quick dream its not rlly descriptive so you can let ur imagination go insane for this one but i think it was me n peter baking it was so cute basically just a fic where reader and peter are baking like a cake? a cookie? a cupcake? SMTHN CUTE BAHSHSJ but theyre also dancing around the kitchen and maybe SLIGHTLY making out while the stuff is baking and then they eat it together 😋😋

very silly very adorbs and I hope u can do it soon! have a great week/end <33

-🪐

hi bbg hi!! omg ofc, always have space for quill😌 so jelly, wish I got dreams of him like you do :( this is so cute. thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌 I made brownies today bc of you🫶

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BAKING

peter quill x female reader

word count: 497

warnings: none just fluff

✧.┊MASTERLIST

You and Peter had just finished a small movie marathon on the couch when the idea of baking crossed your mind. You roll over to face your boyfriend sleeping peacefully behind you, snuggled into your back.

You felt cruel about the idea of waking him up -he just looked cute and peaceful- but the thought of fresh baked goods deemed more significant, so you gently prod him awake.

"Peter... Peter, baby," you whisper, softly waking him with a kiss on the forehead. 

"What? What? You okay?" Peter replies, looking over you with sleepy, squinted eyes. "How long was I asleep?" 

"Probably thirty minutes," you smile, kissing his cheek. "Now that you're awake... I really, really, really want brownies."

He abruptly sits up, slightly perky at the thought. "I could destroy a tray of brownies right now."

"Good, me too," you grin, standing up and pulling Quill to his feet, dragging him through the living room. 

You and Peter move around the kitchen to collect all the ingredients, fetching everything from their designated cabinet space and filling the counter.

You work together as a team- like you're sharing one mind, swiftly moving around the kitchen to Peter's playlist. You take turns to do the 'fun parts', one of you whisking while the other measures, swapping after adding each ingredient. 

After a little while, everything came together, and it was time to bake. Peter held the bowl at an angle while you scooped the brownie batter into the tray, scraping the edges with the spatula before quickly sneaking a taste. 

Quill notices and dramatically inhales, eyes wide with agape mouth, watching you. "You can't do that—that's not fair,"

"Just checking that it wasn't poisonous, babe. I'm being a good girlfriend," you shrug, scraping the bowl once more before guiding it up to Peter, waving it in front of him as if to tempt him. "It's safe to eat now. It's all good."

"Well, ain't you just so thoughtful," he grins, leaning over to kiss your lips, tasting the batter from you before snatching the utensil from your grasp.

Your smile widens, watching his sweet features mirror yours, almost lightening up as you look at each other. You shift your gaze away first, kissing him once more before parting- placing the tray in the oven. 

You begin to put everything away while Peter 'cleans' the bowl, clearing the residual batter and licking it clean when you turn around- thinking you hadn't noticed. But you did, the small patch of brown on the corner of his mouth a clear giveaway. 

"Got a little something," you tease, pointing to his lips. 

"Come lick it off me," he grins, stalking forward.

"Behave," you playfully dismiss, wiping it with your thumb and licking the crumb of batter. 

And as you waited for your goods to cook, you and Peter danced around the small kitchen- your hands in his larger ones as he guided you with little, shuffle-like steps, slowly swaying to the music.

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[vampirevatican]

More Hobie walking in on you to music playing? call me delivery bc i ain't digorno. (fluff and nsfw)

bc i love shenanigans.. and my fave blog for hobie content has grabbed me by the throat.

SOFT STUFF FIRST

he just joins in and depending on how i write it (friends to lovers or y'all already dating) you're flustered bc ur in the zone doing whatever and then you just hear him singing with you or you look over somewhere/open ur eyes and boom he's there.

if y'all already dating? depends on the song but i like to think if it's a slow jam and lovey dovey or not inherently sexual then he just holds you by the waist, arms wrapped around you, swaying. if it's smthn more upbeat he's jamming along or if he's never heard it, he's giving it a listen and can't help but tap out the beat with his foot or fingers. definitely in guitar form if the song has a guitar bc he is a musician

for the werid black folks, if it's kpop/vocaloid/indie etc. he's here for it. hobie is a punk man at heart but he's not about to knock your music taste, especially if he hasn't even tried it. like he's in a punk band, he is punk, he loves the music but he too has a wide listen range.

so, keeping this in mind. walking in on you doing choreography for a kpop song, and he just claps bc you're on beat and it looks so cool. doing your own choreography for a vocaloid song? same thing. infact he wants an encore so he can get the full experience.

y'all know there's cpop right?? jpop?? there's metal music and punk bands there and you bet your sweet ass when you show him this??? and the lyrics!! he starts blasting some of it too.

my literal brainrot for this is maximum the hormone - what up people. yes the second op for death note and omfg don't get me started on y'all watching it together he literally mocks miguel. he nudges you during one of miguels rants and goes, "bruv thinks he's light yagami." and you have to hold a little chortle. you start to nickname him ryuk too bc this mfer is only at the spidey society to look after his homies and for shits nd giggles.

for the even weirder folks, noise music. like you're drawing smthn or doing something and he decides to give a try. i think he'd like noise music bc of how chaotic it is... i have recommendations if ur intrested

NOW FOR THE HORNIES

inspired by mcon, crybaby by megan the stallion. ima repost but in short he either sees you and needs you to throw it back one more time for him.

i need y'all to understand the concept of a pole dance, for those who aren't ace, please i beg of you hear me out. teasing him via a routine or pole practice?? im begging, pleading.

now personal indulgence aerial hoop dancing. it's so ethereal and can be sensual if made so, just like pole.

now outside of walk-ins of throwing it back and sensual dance routines. him hearing you sing it and asking you to repeat yourself.

girl im on the floor, jumped out my skin, immediately trying to explain cause 'haha im in danger 🤭' but for those who like to test him and get to it??? babes ur braver than me.

[pondslime]

[ 13 ] the garden center of a home improvement store

Lester Sinclair x reader, fluff or smut—both are good! Also, there's no pressure to fulfil this. If it strikes your fancy, great! If not, no worries. 😊 💚

tysm for the prompt crumb <33

881 words. Lester Sinclair x GN!Reader. Absolutely NO warnings, just fluffy flirtation!

send me a prompt & a character and I'll write u a lil smthn smthn 👀

The air is murky out here, sun streaming through the glass ceiling.

You make your way slowly around the tables, peering at the assortment of flowers and potted plants. Your eyes land on the mums, their petals a vibrant explosion of color in the center display. After a moment of deliberation, you pick up one of the pots.

You’ve never been one with a green thumb, but you’ll try anything once. As you go to set it in your shopping cart, you feel a tap on your shoulder.

Turning around, you’re met with a bright smile—courtesy of the dirtiest man you've ever seen. He almost looks like he's taken a voluntary tumble into one of the many flowerbeds, dirt smearing across his cheeks and coating his clothes.

"Reckon you're better off with that one." He points towards a nearly identical pot of flowers at the side of the display. "One you got; stems are a lil' woody. Figure these folks haven't been waterin' 'em enough."

You lift the planter in your hands up and peer at the stems. You're not exactly sure what you're looking at, but…sure. Carefully, you set the pot of mums back on the table, reaching for the planter he suggested.

"Just figured you outta know." He shrugs.

"Thanks." You shoot him a smile.

His cart is overflowing with gardening tools, the unwieldy handles of several shovels spearing into the air. Amidst the chaotic assortment of lawn gear, you spy a pale purple succulent, stacked haphazardly on an overturned utility bucket.

"She's a beauty, ain't she?" He gestures down at the plant, beaming at you like a proud parent. "Couldn't bear leavin' her behind."

"She is." You nod.

"You have a good day now!" The items in his cart clang discordantly against each other as he wheels away. You wince as a particularly loud crash fills the air.

You hope that his succulent survives the shopping trip.

A week later, you step back into the gardening center. The now-familiar blast of muggy air smacks you directly in the face as you walk through the automatic doors.

Technically, you're here for some plant food. Technically. That's a good cover up story. A good Responsible Adult Reason to be back here again so soon. It's absolutely not motivated by the fact that you felt like your pot of mums was looking lonely on your porch. Of course not. It couldn't be. Because you don't need another plant. You don't even really have solid proof that you can keep the one you have alive, yet.

You should've known.

You're a bit of a fickle thing with your interests, bouncing from one to the other depending on your mood. Right now, for whatever reason, you're stuck on gardening. Like a malevolent botanical hivemind, your brain is currently tethered directly to those godforsaken flower displays. Now that you have one, you need another. That's what people always told you about tattoos, but you're surprised to find it also ringing true for plants.

First, though, practicality must reign. You grab a basket and stride down an aisle of gardening supplies, scanning the metal shelves for a shaker bottle of plant food. Rounding a corner, you nearly bump into someone squatting next to a palate stacked with bags of lime.

"Sorry!" You exclaim.

"No problem." It's the guy from last week. He peers up at you, his eyes brightening with recognition. "How's them mums doin'?"

"They're good." You smile. "Surprised you remember me."

“Well, you’re plenty memorable.” He says, eyes darting up your frame.

He's covered in marginally less dirt this time. He's also cuter than you remembered.

"You think so?" You smile.

“If you don��t mind me sayin’.” He dips his head bashfully.

This is most definitely not what you came for...but it's certainly a bonus.

“Isn’t this what people use to get rid of bodies?” You ask playfully, gesturing down at a bag of lime. You weren't sure how true that was, but you vaguely remembered seeing it in some true crime documentary. Or maybe that was lye, not lime—

"This kind ain’t no good for that.” He replies brightly, tapping at the label. “See, uh, this—it’ll slow decomp down…to a crawl. You ain't never gettin' rid of nothin' dead with it."

"You don't say…"

“Ya’ gotta use the right stuff. Now this—" He pats another bag matter-of-factly, nodding approvingly. "—this is the stuff you need for that kinda job."

You watch as he picks up the bag and heaves it into his cart. Wiping the dust off his hands, he gives you a lopsided grin.

"But even then, ya’ know, there’s always somethin’ left over in the end.” He continues. “'S hard gettin’ rid of bodies. Harder than ya' think.”

"You get rid of a lot of bodies?" You arch a brow.

"Part'a the job." He shrugs. "Pickin' up roadkill."

“Ah, Parks and Rec-kinda stuff?”

“Guess ya' could say that.”

You slot behind him in line at the cash register, a planter full of violets in your basket.

"Do you have a pen?" You ask the cashier.

Impulsively, you lean over the conveyor belt and scrawl your number onto the side of his bag of lime.

You don't need to look up to know that he's grinning.

[senka-mesecine]

Bc you’ve briefly brought up running away from Chris or Barnes, could you maybe write smthn abt one of the two? Thank you!

-

― You run away from Chris and at first, it flat out seems like he could take it relatively well --- like someone aggrieved, heartbroken or jilted, sure, but like a normal person would nonetheless. You get the impression this whole relationship could end pretty quickly now that you're gone because that's to be expected with most people and most normal people, they throw in the towel after a while. In fact, someone's significant other leaving or running away could constitute a break up or a divorce in civilian circles and that's how it seems like Taylor would see it too after what you hoped would be a couple of attempts on his part at reconciliation right before he more or less mellows out of it and lets it go, moving on...until he just doesn't. You totally miscalculate and underestimate this guy. He absolutely doesn't let it go like the everyman would, no; leaving me with the impression he surprises both you and himself when he does effectively track you down, triggered by your absence, getting shouty, grabby, showing you a side of him you've never seen before (or maybe you have and that's exactly why you ran in the first place) and pretty much dragging you home himself, explaining how it's fine, he forgives you. But, Jesus Christ, it's in your eyes and he sees how scared you are; just as you should be --- you did do this to yourself, after all. A son of two fathers indeed. The forgiveness part being all Elias, regardless how intimidating, threatening and even occasionally insincere it comes off when Taylor's the one doing it, and the tracking you down bit? That's Barnes, through and through. It's like Taylor's become a slightly darker, scarier, less familiar person after all of this or maybe he's been like that for quite a while now and only now did it come out at full force, shocking you to what degree you absolutely can't just ditch him like you'd ditch any common Joe Schmoe because he has moments where he's such a sweet boy-next-door and then others when he's someone else. Someone you can't just easily run out on. Suffice to say, the police doesn't even have the chance to get involved or take effective sides because Taylor's already dealt with it singlehandedly. Just a spat between lovers. Nothing to see here. Back into your little family house you go.

― As for Barnes? He straight up hunts you. What's worse? You might not even know it for quite a while. He does it quietly. Doesn't make a tremendous fuss about it, if any. Might have a smoke beforehand. That smoke might just last a week or two. Perhaps accompanied by a drink. The prey's out there but it ain't getting far, is what he's thinking no matter how far you actually make it. You could even have the deceptive feeling you got away because Barnes' presence just disappears from your vicinity for a good, long time, leaving you time to breathe. Relax. Recuperate. Actually contemplate your freedom. You...actually got away from the clutches of a monster. How's that possible? Did he lose interest? Did he let you loose deliberately? What's going on? What now? Was he a figment of your worst nightmares all along with how sharp his absence becomes? Little do you know you're being led into an ambush and that he'll show up when you least expect it. When you feel safest. When you'll be on the verge to start trusting your newfound liberty. Barnes might not even spend a tremendous amount of time watching you; maybe just the right tactical amount, to assess the situation, your position, where you at. He just does what he's here to do and that's to take you back with him, such is his assurance and cockiness. You could very well just wake up one day with his hand over your mouth and his face inches away from your eyes, his eyes staring down at you or he'll be popping up from the corner of whatever place you're staying at like it's a non issue and he's merely here to pick you up. The capture is quite that sudden that it can neither be anticipated nor dodged or exactly prevented. But nonetheless, it's harrowing. He just shows up. And before you know it, you could be hauling ass from whence you both came from. Quietly, yes. If you argue it, he might toss you over his shoulder and carry you out. On your own two feet or dragged. With a gun to your head. A knife under your chin. Or maybe, his eyes alone are enough to daunt you and order you to start walking yourself before he really starts seeing red. Your choice. Point is, you're going. Barnes might not show it, but he rather enjoyed this. Was like a roadtrip to him. For all he cares, you might as well make this 'my woman runs out on me and I hunt her down' thing an annual tradition because every time the outcome's gonna be the same.

[ashsostrange]

lemme say this. y'all if you're cool, then we're cool. if you're not weird then there's never gna be an issue LMFAO i promise you.. this is probably the funniest shit ever bro. this wasn't a "follow the leader" situation. ts was a group project and we got an A mf + thanks.

it's really so very simple. me n my friends finally peeped the truth and that's that. lia planted bait (a general statement) and here come miss averagegirlie to save the day when nb even mentioned bree! that "girl" is inactive and only lifts a finger when sb "tries" her "friend."

i can't believe i didn't see earlier that these hoes are the same damn person. 🫢

to anyone with common sense: a few quick scrolls on miss average's account n you'll see what we do. making a whole other acc to defend yourself every time smthn happens is insane. that's literally the same mfkn person like no way 😭 she can keep denying it on both accounts, it doesn’t make it any less true. y'all don't see her sending herself them self support anons too? they don't even try to hide it these days like.. that's pathetic. at least change up the way you type. 🙃 you can't preach unbothered then be bothered on a burner. you can't call other people insecure when this screams insecurity. let's say this ain't her, right?? it's still very embarrassing to have an entire blog dedicated to fighting for sb who said y'all aren't even friends. this isn't normal behavior either, bro was bothering the gwiles mfs in the tag for DAYS! we're preaching "unbothered" n "idgaf" though right? unbothered when they almost ran you off? i thought she was finally learning to ignore the bs but nah, she's gna go let off some steam on her burner for days at a time 😬 A HOBBY IS DUE!!!

applying this knowledge, i've peeped other things lol. messy anon inboxes, showing support to people who royally fucked up (literal racism), then watering it down to "drama." you got caught tf up. we see you faker n i'm so sorry you're upset about it. the truth always comes out. womp womp frl.

anyway, i had multiple laughs last night nd so did the rest of my gc. she can keep lyin' if she wants to. it's between her and the good lord up above, amen.

idk what's in this tumblr air bc i've never seen the typa behavior i've seen on here on any other app/platform. don't be weird and there will never be an problem! 💗

[irenic-raccoon]

How am I supposed to show ppl my kinlist when it's obvious smthn ain't right with me

[tenpixelsusie]

What're some Brett HCs? :3

i'm the brett-meiser i see... like the snow meiser for brett hand

HEEHEEHOO <3 tw for food mentions??

- Brett can bake! when he moved off of his family's property in college, he had to learn to cook for himself (and his roomates) in a little rinky dink apartment off campus, and during that time, he learned how to make the most MOUTH WATERING chocolate chip cookies.

his secret? he paints melted butter onto them as soon as they're out of the oven. the cookies taste like heaven, and they always bring tears to anyone's eyes the first time they take a bite.

...he can also make a damn good lasagna. old recipe from the butlers and maids that raised him in the old hand manor.

- HE LOVESSS RPGs. especially ones where you can befriend the characters??? augh. lovely. perfect. his favorite in particular is the classic MOON RPG (y'know the one that toby fox got inspiration from when working on undertale? speaking of,)

he's also played the utdr games. he ABSOLUTELY cried at the true pacifist ending (i have a headcanon for andre that ties into this actually! he played ut bc of the sans memes back in 2016, then reccomended it to brett a couple years later.)

he's played deltarune OF COURSE. and his favorite characters were sweet cap'n cakes :-] (scc ties into my next thing heehee)

- H☆R fan!!! while he is- and always will be- a fan of almost exclusively 1980's media, he found joy in the homestar series back when it was in its early stages. his favorite character is strong bad! (and he really enjoyed scc in dr bc when they introduced themselves in game he was like "wow! just like homestar!" lol)

- OVERBITE!!! he has an overbite. he had to get braces to fix it in middle school, but it never fully went away.

- y'all've most likely heard his voice. he's got a bit of a southern twang to him (just like me a bit :3), and his parents made him go to speech therapy to get rid of it when it was a REALLY strong accent. but nothin' can keep a country boy down, amiright folks!?

...right?

...tough crowd.

- GREATEST PERSON TO HUG EVERRRR. he's got a lot of lovin' in his heart and a lot of it is expressed through physical affection and words of affirmation, both things he excels at! brett can give the most comfortable hugs in the galaxy, from a quick squeeze around the shoulders to a literal pick me up!...and spin around. and nuzzling cheek... hehe. (he actually made reagan fall asleep in the middle of one of them, so he kinda just carried her to her lab to snooze <3.)

- uses fidgets quite frequently, especially those rings that you twist <3 he's got a glittery one that he wears on his right ring finger and it works well for him. he uses chewlery as well and both of these things help him focus quite better than without.

- hmmmm hmmm... he loves to hum. humming is good. nice noise. he's got a groovy tune in his head at all times and he ain't afraid to show it! well- hum it, in this case.

- i like to think that if you messed up his hair all the way, he'd have kind of longer hair. that's how he had his mullet in the brettfast club episode...!

- mr bisexual... probably bi ace or bi aro. either way he swings! (personally i think he's arospec AND aspec. maybe demiro and demisexual (TOTALLY not making all my faves aro/arospec WHATTT. nooo.))

- unlike what'd you expect, he actually doesn't like milk chocolate! he prefers dark chocolate. richer taste, y'know (smthn smthn uhhh run and tell that from hairspray)

- HE CAN SEWWWW HE CAN SEW HE CAN SEW HE CAN SEW HE C-

brett can sew!!!! he repairs his and his friends' clothes a lot AND makes stuff too (cough cough. hand puppets and such)

- can also do makeup SO WELL. his goth phase really had some results... the guy knows how to do eyeliner. it's basically second nature for him.

- STIMS!!!! HE STIMS!!!! HE STIMS BY BOUNCING HIS LEG AND VOCALLY STIMSSSS. I KNOW THIS FOR A FACT.

- sleeps with a teddy bear. the guy likes cuddling. probably has on o' those those special ones that you can easily heat up in the microwave or dryer!!

- paints his nails on the occasion :)

that's!!!! mostly it!!!!

OH AND @niceysboy since i screenshotted your ask!

[kmclaude]

some wips and notes

bc IDK if i'll ever finish either so

here's a wip of something I thiiiiiink @queerasforks prompted?

Vicarphilia 👀 there are so many options here; Jehan jerking off to Annes stories, or tiefers, or Anne/Tiefer telling him together,,,, or Gene telling him ab his sex life casually and Jehan getting hawrd 👀

"You know," Annemarie says idly, chin resting on Jehan's bare shoulder as he leaned against her, propped against pillows, "when Em was little, I used to hold him in my lap like this."

"Naked in bed with your hand between his legs?"

"Nah. Well. That came after." She giggles. "So did he."

Jehan groans in response — a roll of his eyes and soft ugh that quickly turns into a gasp as Annemarie presses her nail against his slit.

"Only time he never complained. The holding part. This," — she pumps Jehan's cock, once, twice — "God he'd bitch. But his little cock would get sooooo fuckin' big an' hard, you know?" She pauses, her hand still jerking him off. "Oh. Right." A sneer. "Of course you'd know."

"Anne—"

"Oh don't you start bitchin' too. I'm right an' you know it: he has a nice cock. God you have no idea how happy I was when puberty really fixed him up—made him tent his drawers at the drop of a hat too. One time I woke up to his cock digging into my back while he was out cold. I ever tell you 'bout that?"

And then a bottom!Tief afterlife AU WIP notes I forgot about:

tief straddling jehan and jehan in awe of his fucking dick man

'i know my sister's ridden you, this ain't your first time don't act like such a child' 'it's you' or smthn like htat but more profound

jehan very much in awe and also very horny about it

[trentskis]

You're right about the City effect because I enjoy Gabriel Jesus and Zinchenko now. Jack Grealish is dead to me after being my sweetheart for so long. Ain't that smthn.

literally. zinchenko is my heart and soul i love that boy so dearly. gabriel jesus my lovely babygirl who i miss so much. and i was the exact same w jack grealish. used to really fancy him and now i am always seconds away from threatening his life. does it ever drive u crazy just how fast the night changes

[skyesilva24]

Assigning TWST Boys STRAY KIDS Members

Content: Various TWST Characters (Azul, Jamil, Deuce, Epel, Rook, Ace, Leona, Jade, & Silver), mentions of struggles like self-worth, detailed and lengthy writing

A/N: I've been a fan of Stray Kids for the past year and a half, and I had these headcanons for a while now. I mostly matched them based on the vibes I got, sooo heheh ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

🐙 AZUL as BANGCHAN

Bangchan's hardworking nature reminds me of how Azul got to where he is now

The octoboi created his own business. IN. SCHOOL. LIKE, PROPS TO THE GUY

Azul being the "dad" of the group just makes me giggle like an idiot

*recalls all those videos of Chan taking care of his 7 kids*

I can see Azul freaking out if one of the guys gets lost AHAHAHHAHAH

*proceeds to look for three freshmen, a sleeping lion, and a prince for hours on end*

Jamil is just laughing in the back

Azul can't even get mad at him right now, he's missing 5 members!!

this leader needs a well-deserved break😭

I also see Azul having cute ass dimples when he smiles--- MAH HEART

TWST!Stray Kids's residential Octopus

🐍 JAMIL as LEE KNOW

*deep inhale* it's the visuals. THE SHEER BEAUTY these two hold

Lee Know's story makes me see the potential of Jamil especially after the events of Book 4 and so on

I'm happy he's not holding himself back, not letting his hard work be overshadowed by anyone

He knows what he wants, and he's determined to work hard to get it

HE WOULD HAVE THE MOST INTIMIDATING STARE BRUHH

If Azul is the "dad" of the group, Jamil is for sure the scary mom you don't wanna mess with

Though, I can already see when Azul takes a much-needed time off, Jamil is gonna have fun with the others💀 ...in his own unique way

Azul: "YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO LEAD THEM WHILE I WAS GONE!"

Jamil: "I DID! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?"

Azul: *shows a clip of them being chaotic during practice*

Jamil: "........"

Jamil yelling out "ICE CREAMMMM" (or curry) lives rent-free in my head

If Jamil had the luxury, he'd have three parrots (to terrorize Azul and the other members, but mostly Azul)

I can see him secretly and extremely being offended when no one in the group recalls his three parrots😭

Jade: "You have three parrots? I thought you only had one."

Jamil: 🗿🗿🗿🗿 ("This bich foh real?")

♠️🍎 DEUCE and/or EPEL as CHANGBIN

I SEE RAPPING POTENTIAL IN THESE TWO

Changbin's aesthetic also fits these two the best imo

Changbin's "jutdae" and overall personality makes me really think of Deuce's and Epel's own principles in the story

These two can seem intimidating and unapproachable, but they're really just cinnamon rolls (more so Deuce than Epel cause farmer boi be feral)

I see these two always being hungry😭😭 so you often see them snacking during practice or smthn

I SEE THEM HAVING THE S*MS*NG PHONES IN THE GROUP

Ace and/or Leona: "Hey, ByBix. System restart."

Deuce: *proceeds to attack Ace*

Epel: *country smack talk as he tries to cancel the command*

Thankfully, their phones needed fingerprint recognition to complete the command, but they ain't trusting their belongings with those two for a long while... or ever

🏹 ROOK as HYUNJIN

Both their gazes are so captivating

their visuals are also 👏GORGEOUS👏

They're both artistic people as well

I'd like to think they'd be good friends and would often have art sessions with one another

When he feels all the support and love of the people, Rook would bawl and would want to do his utmost to see and hear the audiences' smiles and cheers

Hyunjin with blonde hair HITS DIFFERENT

Rook having the half up-half down hairstyle will bring me to MY KNEES

ROOK ALSO HAS THE DEEP VOICE POTENTIAL 👀

*recalls the Maniac music video*

Hyunjin's captivating voice also fits Rook to a T

I see the both of them being the most empathetic in the group, comforting everyone when they have problems and helping in their own way

I dunno how he'll comfort Leona, but he'll do his best😭😭

♥️ ACE as HAN JISUNG (my bias 🕳️🚴‍♀️)

I dunno what it is, but the second I laid eyes on Han, I was reminded of this redhead🤡

Their energies just match? So well??? Like, have you seen the chaos this Quokka does with the other members😭

Then BAM! I get reminded of Ace in those moments

They're both so silly, my heart can't take it--

Pre-debut Han.

In all seriousness, though, and if given the chance to prove himself, I see Ace having a similar mindset to Han, being hard working and putting his soul into his work

Turns out they both like the color red????🗿

Seeing Ace with chubby cheeks makes me wanna-- *fist-fights air*

British Han being Ace's English dub voice🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

Ace singing when he gets hurt😭😭😭

*stubs his toe*

Ace: "Should have gave you all my hours~~! When I had the chance...~"

🦁 LEONA as FELIX

You and I both know, Leona is Felix cause of the DEEP ASS VOICE

Though, the thought of Leona going high-pitched and spelling "dispatch" will have me rolling on the floor LMAOOO

Leona 🤝 Felix ---> swearing

Felix's journey to get to where he is now kind of reminds me of Leona's journey

Both went through their own struggles, and Leona is still growing from his (...I think🗿)

I just wanna see the day where Leona can prove his worth to everyone, and that he can put his strengths to good use

Then again, Leona is a stubborn beastman🗿... Still rooting for him, though!

This man will use the image he's built within the group to mess with them so badly

Oh, you thought he had no role in *insert game name* cuz he seemed disinterested and wasn't doing anything sus?? Jokes on you, he was the motherf-ing mafia, fool👁️👄👁️

Though, OOC, Leona being the T*kT*ker of the group... will be something

🍄 JADE as SEUNGMIN

I see Jade being the "underdog" of the group

But don't get me wrong. He's a strong force to be reckoned with when he's given the center stage

He will be the residential jokester of the group

"Azul is ???"

Jade: "Azul is old."

"Rook loves...?"

Jade: "Rook loves Leona~."

*cue more chaos unfolding*

You can't predict this man's moves👁️👄👁️

You think you've got him where you want him to be, but then he switches up his tactics-- *flips the table*

♠️⚔️ DEUCE and/or SILVER as I.N. (yes, Deuce gets two)

I can see everyone in the group spoiling these two and treating them as the "babies" of the group😭

Sure, they'll be confused, but they wouldn't have the heart to refuse their kindness and help

Baby bois will work themselves to the bone to ensure they're satisfied with their work😭🥺

If they think they messed up in one part, they'll start overthinking about it and possible get tunnel vision😭

Reassure these babies please🥺 They did a splendid job in their performance

Granny!Silver will just embody Lilia while Deuce often breaks character from his granny persona

My gut tells me that Silver can do the dolphin scream👀

I see Silver liking kids a lot, wanting to protect them from the harsh realities of the world (his Peepaw raised him well asfdggghlkg)

I feel like Rook pulled these two aside one day, and said that they should smile more, to bring out more of their charms

From then on, Deuce and Silver started smiling more (i'm ded--💀 they're too bright--)