#so here's a blanket THANK YOU!!!! :DDDD

[kit-screams-into-the-future]

@ the people who write things in my tags IM GOING TO EXPLODE YOU WITH MY MIND. /pos

[ghostsandfools]

Teagan! She just looks very gorgeous and i've never seen you write anything about her-

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY I LOVE TEAGAN

Okay. Teagan is like, the ‘mom’ of the whole group. To EVERYONE. And I think it’s honestly really nice :D

Probably my favorite interaction of hers is her conversation with Astro, right here:

This is telling about both of their characters, it’s so jam packed with implications.

Astro is very quiet and secretive. He is LITERALLY wrapped up in a blanket. When Rodger asks if he’d be open to answering so questions, he gets uncharacteristically sassy and just says “No??” So. He does NOT like opening up to people.

Astro and Dandy’s relationship seems a little rocky. They get along perfectly, but Dandy is clearly hiding something. Astro even says he’s worried about Dandy. It’s clear that there’s something going on with them.

Anyways, back to Teagan (it is impossible for me to not yap about Astro at least a bit, sorry.) The fact that Astro, THE secret keeper ever, was willing to talk to Teagan about his struggles with Dandy is very telling about her character. People open up to her naturally. She’s calm, comforting, welcoming. It’s very fitting for a nice warm cup of tea like herself.

I also find this interesting when comparing her to Rodger. Rodger is known to interview people, he’s always asking questions, and the others seem kind of uncomfortable with it (at least a couple of them.) He gets along with most toons fine, but Astro seems to be annoyed at him and Sprout ACTUALLY threatens him??? Like oh my gosh????

But Teagan doesn’t seem to have that issue. She just has that chill vibe that makes people feel relaxed around her, even if they don’t completely trust her.

I also think it’s nice that she’s very posh and fancy without being stuck up or out of touch. She’s just living her best life and I’m so happy for her, what a fancy lady :D

I wanna yap more so I’m gonna make MORE COMPARISONS >:] So, this one’s a bit… Out there. I don’t think this one was intended. But I feel like Teagan is the type of person that Cosmo wants to become.

Cosmo has some really self sacrificial behaviors. He’s described as being ‘generous’ but he actually gives SO much to other people that he ends up hurting himself. It’s kind of sad.

Anyways, I feel like Teagan is the type of person Cosmo wants to become. He wants to be someone people can rely on, he wants to be there for his friends. But it doesn’t work out for him the same way it does for her. Because Teagan actually takes care of HERSELF. She listens to the other’s issues, but she prioritizes herself in a way Cosmo hasn’t learned to yet.

Both of them are healers, but Cosmo’s ability allows him to give one of his own hearts to somebody else and Teagan’s ability allows her to spend tapes on herself to heal one of her own hearts. Cosmo is a very kind hearted and generous person, but his approach to helping people is very unhealthy. Maybe he needs to learn from the Teacup Mother.

Anywayd…. Yap sesh overrrr, if you have more questions I will answer them, thank you for letting me yap I feel very satisfied now :DDDD

[dreamychuu]

Hi chu ! It's been a while since I've been in tumbler to visit ur blog bcz of exam but now I'm here! seeing so many new stuff written by u makes me really excited to read them all :DDDD oh yea, can i req a Natsume x fem!reader that love to steal his sweater, jacket or anything comfy in general and he founds out abt it one day and she tried to refuse she love his smell? thank you and have a great day!

if u don't mind can i also be the 🦭non? :D

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caught right handed!

A/n : hello 🦭non!! Thank you for always reading chu's work and chu hope your test results will be great!! ( pls speare chu isnt much get used to how natsume talks)

Warning : none

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he can be seen walking back to his and yours shared apartement instead of starmony dorm as tiredness slowly enveloped him who had just return from idol works.

Since he was busy and have many works to do, he most likely to just stay at the starmony dorm but there is something within him that tells him to just go home to the apartement.

he tried to open the door using the key thinking that the door must be locked.

but apparently its not locked... He ommediately slam the door open afraid if there is someone try to hurt you.

he went back and forth looking for you everywhere along by the call your name. until finally he feel exhausted.

He saw that the tv had not been turned off. And decided to slowly approach the TV after that he take a look at the sofa in front of it.

looks like there is something under the blanket on the sofa..

he then walked to the front of the sofa, staring at the blanket a little hesitant to open it. but finally he pulled the blanket slowly and all he saw was..

Your sleeping figure , he left out a sigh of relief. He sat on the edge of the sofa and turn his head again to look at you.

He then realized you was wearing HIS SWEATER. a blush started to appear on his face as he left out a chuckle followed by a soft smile.

the redhead got up and walked again towards the door and locked it, after he came back you can be seen rubbing your eyes trying to adjust your vision.

hearing the sound of footsteps approaching you, you turn your head around and saw natsume.

You welcome and greet him excitedly as he sit beside you once again on the sofa. he also spread his arms indicating that you can hug him, without thinking twice you already jump into his arms.

your head in front of his chest as you snuggle closer to him feeling more of his warmth, His Hands caress your hair softly while his head placed above yours.

Suddenly an idea popped out of his mind and made him tease you. "Do i smelL so good thaT you haD to wear my sweATER" , he said teasing you.

You were caught of guard by his words, hurriedly tell him that he was all wrong and that his sweater smell bad anways so its impossible for you to wear it.

You must've been forgot about what you were wearing right know. He then tugs the sweater you were wearing to remind you that you're currently wearing his sweater right now.

you pull away from him and tell him excuses that don't make any sense or explain why you're wearing his sweater.

he just kept quietly stare at you and smiled, after a while he cut you off by saying "JusT say you miss me"

That's when you finally sighed and gave up, walking back into Natsume's arms as tiredness start to enveloped you..

Turns out it's not a bad thing if he leaves some of his clothes here... in fact he might even leave his sweater or jacket here more next time!

The moon has finally fully rised in the middle of the dark sky that can be seen outside of the windows.

"Good night [name]", he said giving you a small kiss on the forehead before joining you who fall into a slumber earlier.

[seryueeeee]

Okay- I would just like some Leviathan comfort headcannons if that's okay! I've been struggling finding a new job so something around that these would be nice (*´ω｀*)

Frustrated

Leviathan x GN!Reader

Summary;

everything felt like it's going down hill. your amazing boyfriend took notice and helped you out!

your day wasn't the very best, it felt very overwhelming and sucks a lot. a lot of piled up papers to be fixed and finished.

you didn't even noticed it was already past midnight yet you're still halfway done. you barely get enough sleep.

sighing aloud as you finished the last paper works, and stocked it up somewhere. it was past your bedtime; it doesn't matter now, you have a lot to finish so you couldn't careless whether what time will you finish the homeworks and studying.

it's always been like that for the past few days, you barely even get out of your room.

and because of that, your boyfriend; leviathan took notice of your movements.

everyday he would check up on you, he would stop his games for a little while to check up on you and make sure you're still alive and breathing.

to be honest your are barely breathing.

stress and the stocked up papers beside you didn't helped but it made it even worse.

you were on the brink of losing yourself.

mentally breaking down as made your way to your bouncy and cozy bed, where you cried yourself to exhaustion.

that time, Levi was about to check up on you, only to find you crying and overwhelmed.

you saw him and immediately made your way, slumping on his shoulders as you weep, he felt bad because you have to go through the stress and frustration.

"there there Y/N, I'm here now" he said as he scoots to you closer, holding you close and gently as if you're a very fragile gem ready to break in just one wrong move; maybe you are.

everything hurts, I feel so tired. you thought to yourself

"I just... couldn't take it anymore, I'm so sorry." crying in between the sentences you blurted out of your mouth, hiccuping. your voice sounded very raspy.

barely even breathing because of wailing.

as leviathan whispers sugarcoated and comforting words on your ear. tracing circles on your back as he hums you to you.

"you did very good Y/N... take some rest and relax. you've done a lot, and if I were in the same situation as you are I would panic as well." he hums, playing with your silky H/C hair.

every seconds, your eyes felt like dropping because of how heavy it is. Levi kept on spurting comforting words at you.

it felt nice and warm.

"Please don't overwork yourself to death anymore, Y/N, take a bit of breaks sometimes. I know that these paperworks are needed as well, and so is your health, whether it'd be physically, emotionally or mentally" leviathan leaned in and gently pecked your lips, and nose.

giving you a very warm and comforting smile. of course you smiled back at him.

"thank you... Levi" were the only things you could let it out before exhaustion made you fell asleep in his arms.

he didn't mind at all. he picks up your fragile small/big body and carefully set you on the bed, where you shifted to find a good position to sleep in. grabbing the warm blanket and hoovers it to your body. it felt relaxing.

"I love you Y/N, please take good care pf yourself." he said as he pecked your forehead.

waking up very fresh the next morning only to find the piled up papers already finished, as you tried your best to recall everything from last night.

you smiled as you thought.

it was levi who helped and finished the paperworks.

it was the weekends so you don't have anything to do but to relax and take some rest. you decided you'd go to Levi's room and play some games with him/watch a new anime with him.

hI HI FJJW TYSM FOR REQUSTING!! AND ALSO HOPE YOU'RE DOING GOOD FINDING A JOB :DDDD!! TAKE A GOOD CARE!!

edit#1 I was half asleep when I made this and the fact that I thought it anon asked for comfort fanfic when it literally reads 'headcannons'. brainrot moments

[natsukashi-hibi]

4 w dazai? or any character :DDDD have a good day rose

Hey hiiiii! How are you Yue? I hope you are doing well hehe. Thanks for requesting ~~~ I ended up choosing dazai because we never get enough of Dazai right ? I hope it will be to your liking though ❤ ENJOY

"Tell me that you love me ; Even if its fake"-: ✧ :-゜・．IDFC~Blackbear "LyricS prompts N°04

It was past twelve, the night begins to grow darker and darker, taking with it the last sources of light from the streets. The picture outside from the window was still; silent and empty. Lacking life but too numbing to look away. Your eyes stayed trained on the view as the time stood still.

 Your whole body was tensed up as if it was waiting for a bomb to explode near you taking with it your grief and your feelings. Despite that, you did not give up yet. You wanted to believe still; you wanted to wait, you had to wait for him, you repeated to yourself.

The hours continued to pass, however, you did not leave your spot until in the early morning;  when you heard the lock on the door turn magically pulling you out of your trance.

 He had come home ..after so long .. you couldn't help but rush in to welcome the only cause for your lonely nights. In front of you stood your lover, somehow removing his shoes without making a noise. 

After a few minutes, he ended up noticing you standing in front of him enveloped in your favorite blanket, that same blanket you two were sharing while cuddling on the sofa not so long ago. He seemed surprised to see you awake at that time or to see you at all after all he did to push you away, all the sleepless nights he caused you, all the trouble he went through to make you leave. 

But you were indeed different from the other women Dazai had for that matter, he could not deny it; you were more perseverant; less superficial; less fake in a sense where you were someone who had to be tamed to get in line; but was it really for the best?

You were the type to give everything to the person dear to your heart, absolutely everything, but look where that trait of personality led you to ...Dazai seeing you so pitifully trembling wearing one of those crumpled shirts in a desperate attempt to smell his scent for the last time. He stood up passing near you sighing at the touch of your hand against his:

“Why are you still here?” he whispered.

“What? What do you mean i - I’m here for .. ”

“WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?” he said louder.

His voice shook your body waking it up from the quiet trance the dark night was giving you     

      -“I did everything to make this more acceptable for you, I did my best to make this less painful and bothersome for both of us. I did my best to make you forget about me? Why are you like this? Do you love the pain that much? Or is it that during my absence you couldn’t find a better replacement? And well looking like the mess you are right now it's understandable. So, y/n, tell me now, which is it? Lust, despair, or sheer stupidity?”

      -” How ..hahaha what do you mean Dazai .. I’m..I” You tried to say choking on your tears.

He turned around and looked at you chuckling:

     -“You are such a fool for me y/n but I don’t remember ever choosing you for that unfortunately I can’t give what you want; I told you from the start don’t expect stability from me I’m sorry y/n,” he said softly while stroking your cheek.                                                                                                                                                               -“      -  “it can't be..how about all the time we spent together; The laughs, The words you said to me no one can fake all that...  I can't Dazai... I can't leave don't you understand ... you made me like this and now I’m so fucking scared and I genuinely don’t know what to do with all those feelings so please ... just don't ... please,” you started holding the arm of his coat freshly wetted by the rain like it was the only way out to your suffering. You just couldn’t move on, you couldn’t leave him, you just couldn't imagine your life without him. his voice the way his body felt against yours. He saved you from this boring and monotone life and you got addicted to his love, to his habits, to his tongue on your skin, to the marks he was so cockily leaving on you, pretending that it was a way to make you his forever. You couldn’t believe that all this was a lie ..you couldn’t handle it.

After hearing the desperate tone in your voice; Dazai turned around again heading to his bedroom leaving you half-naked in the middle of the living room like you never existed in the first place.

      -“I will call an Uber for you, you probably should get dressed before it arrives,” he said coldly while holding the handle of his room door.

At that point, you as if all of your bones started to break through the weight of the air one by one, your brain started to melt and your heart was in pain, because of how cold the atmosphere became right after he spoke those words… your throat was burning with every attempt from you to form any type of noise. With a last feeble attempt, you managed to yell those 3 words.

      -“I LOVE YOU” it sounded so cracked and muffled that you even doubted about ever 

saying it.

Your words seemed to have reached him, but he seemed unfazed by them, entering his room and closing the door.

You didn't know what to do after, your legs decided to let you down, you sat on the floor, your eyes wide open at what happened..thinking that all this cannot happen to you, to your relationship, to your love. You started crawling to the door that was closed so violently on your face, frantically knocking.

you started whispering

      - “Say it back ..please say it back,“ your voice getting louder and louder with each knock.                                                                           

     - “ Please say it back ….”

Even after a few minutes, the door remained closed; exhausted you laid your back, whispering for one last time. “Please ..tell me that you love me even if it's fake”.

The morning came in a blink of an eye and Dazai finally came out from his room, only to see that you have indeed left with no trace, leaving the shirt and the blanket on the floor…

Some time has passed and you haven't left your apartment for way too long, judging by your eyes and mental stability ..but you still somehow managed to see him ... with another girl this time, still watching the scene from your window like you used to do in his apartment. He looked satisfied and happy, but..was he really? It didn't matter to you anymore, you may still breathe but your heart had stopped beating that night after all so..it’s all over now...

-: ✧ :-゜・．.・。.・゜✭・-: ✧ :-゜・．.・。.・゜

[scoobyscribbles]

Okay so the last batch!!! And ahhh I really like them!! (except for slasher >:(((() I’m also really proud of myself for actually finishing Drawtober because it’s been a good few years since I have! Anyways, thoughts n stuff about each piece below the read more!

Day 28 was Skulls and at first I was like, yeah, lets just draw bull skulls in the desert whooo, but then,,,, I had this idea! Big Demon Man with a bull skull for a head and dressed in a real dapper pin stripped suit. and oh do I love him! The colours n drawing in general turned out really nice in my opinion and i always love peppering the sky with dots from my shiny sparkle pen for stars! I also have a bit of lore/story for this guy! Basically the public think he’s really scary demon man who will steal your soul. he mostly appears at night and when you see him he’s just standing there, not moving, then you look away and he’s gone. But really he’s just big and shy and scared of people. Him just standing there is sorta like how as a little kid your convinced that if youre under the blanket and you don’t move the monster can’t get you. He’s scared of people so when he sees them he freezes and as soon as they look away he bolts. He also tends to only go out at night bc not as many people tend to be out at night and it makes it so he’s less likely to encounter them.  He’s large shy man and he’s great. 

Day 29 was Slasher and hnggggg i have such mixed feelings bout this one,,,, Before this I never watched horror movies bc I am a coward and remember hating them and being terrified but I watched one so I could like,,, draw it better and now my current hyperfixiation are slashers whoops (i still don’t like supernatural type horror movies but slashers are okay and fun) so anyways i have this drawing to thank for that. Another thing is i loveeeee the lineart for this piece!! The pose and stuff was *chef’s kiss* and i was so happy with it! But oof, the colouring is ahhh. I really dislike it. This one is the first one I drew and I have redrawn it two more times bc i really do love the pose I just hate the colouring. I still hate the colouring for the other two times. so oof. I had this really specific idea of like, reds and pinks and purples, but i am struggling. so yeah, lotta mixed feeling here. >:(((

Day 30 was Ghost! And I just had this real fun picture of a playful ghost just chilling and then i saw the Ghost Choir vids and i love them and their colour palette and boom, this was born! I really like how it turned out and honestly 10/10.

Day 31 was a Free Day! I really didn’t know what I wanted to do but ended up with this! And I am very happy with it! I love the heavy purple palette and the kitty turned out nice! Really happy with it!

So that was all of the drawings and overall I’m just proud of myself for finishing it! Some of these i’m stupid proud of and i just am :DDDD 

That’s all I guess!

Thank you!!

[biscuit-drivels]

Been tagged by the precious @oh-violette​. Thank you darling, I am honored, because your blog is very much to my taste, I feel like I could reblog the whole of it if I didn’t restrain myself :DDDD Our aesthetics are on the same wave lenght

Rules: answer the 20 questions, then tag 20 bloggers you’d like to get to know better

Tbh I think I did a reeeally similar tag not too long ago, but I am creative enough to answer differently every time (and this is the reason why lying exhausts me :DDDDDDDDDDD because you can say the truth in many different ways, but if you lie, you have to repeat it the same way, otherwise it doesn’t seem reliable :DDDD)

1. name: Klaudia

2. nickname: - Ok the obvious one is Klaudi, it gets me purring for the people I like, but when someone I am only an acquitance with uses it, it is mostly because they want a favour from me, so it is a no-no for them :DDD Also quite a few weird ones, that always make me laugh: - Uvi, derived from my surname, it makes me crack up everytime because it is similar to Hungarian for cucumber :DDD - Night owl - because guess what, you can still spot me online at 3AM, 4AMish - Cardia (according to wikipedia:  From Ancient Greek καρδία (kardía, heart) - also one special person calls me a Little Bird and it makes me go really emotional (also Bohun uses that term of endermeant a lot in Ogniem i Mieczem, so when I saw that, I knew this is a character to stan)

3. zodiac sign: Cancer

4. height: about 1.65 meters (also, I love how you are 1,6 , thats so cutee ♥ I am usually the tiniest, so I feel so happy when there are smaller people around, it is instant cute points in my eyes)

5. languages: Slovak Hungarian English, reeaally tiny bit of Korean and German, maybe some random French (I used to self study it at a time)

6. nationality: Slovak

7. favourite season: summer, so I can laze around

8. favourite flowers: roses and orchideas, like those posh aesthetics types :DDDD even if they are too mainstream now

9. favourite scent: hmm, i have this problem with parfumes, the most of them smell like alcohol to me. I have a sensitive nose. But for flavouring ones - cinammon, vanilla. Also... if you ever had a crush on someone who smoked, there will always be something romantic about cig smoke. It brings back memories of warm nights of sneaking out??? Yeah, unhealthy habits and all that jazz, but I cant help myself with that one.

10. favourite colour: some colors are pleasing to my eye, but I don’t wear them?? Also I love wearing red dresses for drama. I just ordered a new one for really cheap and it is HOT AF. 

Like I have a body shape like that , so it is perfect for me?? Also, a bit provocative but still decent ;))))

11. favourite animal: well, i used to think I am a dog fan, but since I had cats in recent years??? ♥♥ kitty cats and dogs!! also horses and wolves.

12. favourite fictional character: ok so for women it is the bitches (Scarlett) and for males it is those rough characters that are reaaaly sweet on the inside?? 

13. coffee, tea or hot chocolate? I am a sweet tooth, so hot choco, but I am getting used to coffee. I used to hate it ardently, but it is the thing I need if I sleep 2 hours at night :))))))))) and I do that quite a lot :DDDDDDd also, green tea for its properties, but I cant get over the fact that it stains teeth and I don’t want to whiten my teeth all the time

14. average sleep hours: 8 h for the days I am studying for the exam, 2 h before exams, 14-16 h when I am in lazy mood :DDDD

15. dog or cat person: cats and dogs bth

16. number of blankets you sleep with: one but I can’t sleep without it

17. dream trip: to see the sea with my fave cunt

18. blog established: too lazy to check

19. followers: too lazy to check

20. random fact: I love wearing men’s fashion at home?? Like if mum doesn’t pick her phone as always and I am the one that has to fetch a parcel from the delivery company, it isnt that obvious that I have no bra on. Also, the material is much more organic??? Like I sweat much less?? So men’s fashion is the way.  Ok, @lady-lavandula​, I promised to tag you in my next tag, so here you go, I think I completed a similar tag recently, but I think you missed it due to technical difficulties, so here is your chance :DDDD  Tbh, I am not tagging anyone else, because I feel like I am bothering you all too much since my dash after Tumblr purge is so empty and I feel like a clingy child, reblogging half of your blogs so :DDDDDDDDDDDD If anyone feels like doing it, you can put it down it as if I have tagged you, tags are such a rarity these days compared to golden days of tumblr :DDDD

[ascending-sunsetbutterfly]

               Know-the-Blogger Ask Meme                                                        

Thanks for tagging me @taemptation-blr!! :D My apologies in advance if this seems a bit out of place or rushed but lately I’ve been a bit tired from both uni work and the retrograde

Name: Mariana

Nickname: Mari

Zodiac Sign: (since I’m yet a n00b in astrology I will just be using the standard system) Sagittarius sun

Height: 177cms // 5′8 (app? idk bruh, just google the height in ft, I guess)

Languages: Portuguese, english, some japanese and spanish

Nationality: Portuguese

Favourite Season: Summer (unless it’s in a humid country)

Favourite Flower: cherry blossoms uwu

Favourite Scent: shea butter

Favourite Colour: Magenta // most pinks

Favourite Animal: I can’t choose, I love all of them! (But my dog is my favorite ofc)

Favourite Fictional Character: From a series it would be Daenerys Targaryen but from an anime, then Nico Robin

Tea/Coffee/Hot Chocolate: Tea or Hot chocolate (but since I can’t handle anything that contains milk that well, I’d say tea)

Average Hours Of Sleep: 6-9 hours 😴

Cat or Dog Person: I’m a dog person for the most person but also haven’t had the chance to be around cats much so I can’t establish judgement here

How Many Blankets Do You Sleep With:  At the moment just one

Dream Trip: A romantic or friendly trip where I explore nature sceneries - the Alps, Scotland, Switzerland or Jeju island are some examples that come to mind!

Blog Established: I have this blog running since 2014, I believe??

A Random Fact: I have three beauty spots under my left eye that make a ‘ > ‘ shape and two veins on my left leg who make a heart shape (wut) 😂

Tagging: whoever reads this and hasn’t done it yet! >:DDDD

[hereticpriest]

Amplify Chapter 4

Keiko didn’t get to stay with Iida, Shouto and Midoriya. Endeavor took her home, after giving her a short speech about how proud he was of her for controlling herself and only using her quirk to save people despite the temptation to intervene. It wasn’t often that Endeavor said he was proud of anyone, and Keiko not-so-subtly reminded him that he could perhaps tell Shouto as well. The grunt she got in answer was exactly what she was expecting, but it didn’t dim her hopes.

After her best friend healed, he returned to them, and Keiko was subjected to him antagonizing his father relentlessly over the victory attributed to him. Sometimes she felt like a third wheel to their arguments, and she wished she could just go on patrol with Endeavor’s sidekicks. Instead, she was subjected to quirk training that made her body feel like it was hit by a train, constant quizzing about hero laws from Kido and Onima, and headache-inducing bickering between the father and son duo. Burnin rescued her one day for patrols, but she was a hothead, so Keiko ended up continuing her role as the mediating figure whenever anyone else was involved.

She had to admit, however, that she learned a lot. She also got a firm measurement on exactly how much thermal energy she could contain before a discharge was necessary. Endeavor even had his support team draw up some plans and fabric recommendations for a suit that would be better suited to protecting her from flames since she could absorb the energy, but could still be burned in the process if she wasn’t careful. Her favourite part of the entire internship, though, was that she got to spend the whole time living with the Todoroki family. Seeing Fuyumi and Natsuo was good for her soul, and she was willing to overlook Enji’s apparent fixation on eventually marrying her to his son whenever he was present. She even got to visit Rei with Shouto one day. Her polaroid camera came in handy that day, as the trio took a walk on the hospital grounds and had a picnic outside. Rei ended up with tons of photos for her room, and Shouto had plenty as well.

Going back to school after a week of working in the hero world was a bit of a bummer, especially since her internship went quite well. Most of the class seemed to feel the same, but she noticed when she spoke to Momo that her internship was a bit of a disappointment. Mineta seemed thrilled to be back from his internship with Mount Lady, where he was apparently used as a housekeeper. Served him right. Bakugo’s experience was a bit of a surprise, however. As was his lovely hairdo.

“It’s so straight! It looks so soft too.” Keiko teased, playfully brushing her fingers through the white-blond strands only to have her wrists grabbed to stop her. Keiko pouted, wiggling to try and get her hands free so she could get grabby again. Her pout only got worse when Kirishima and Kaminari teased the blond into puffing his hair out again.

“Awww, guys you ruined it!” Keiko whined, nearly collapsing into Mina’s open arms. That drew a laugh from the pink-skinned girl, who fanned the overdramatic girl while she feigned fainting. The girls giggled together, only growing louder when Katsuki shouted at them to shut up.

Homeroom dulled everyone’s spirits, as their final exam was coming up fast. Keiko, who had spent much of her free time training or studying, wasn’t really that worried. Obviously the practical exam posed a risk, but she knew she’d ace the written exam. She declined everyone’s offers to study, even Kirishima and Bakugo’s. Instead, she planned to get together at her place with Shouto. Giving him an out from his place was always a good thing, and it meant her house felt a little less lonely. That was only helped when he arrived at her door with two kittens in his arms. One was a long-haired ginger with three black paws, while the other was pure black with folded ears and medium length fur. Keiko melted on sight, taking them both into her arms and giving them each a kiss, then putting the sleepy things into the pocket on the front of her hoodie.

“Where did you get these guys?” Keiko asked, walking into her apartment to find a box and a blanket to make a bed for them. Shouto shrugged.

“Neighbour’s cat had kittens. I know you’ve been wanting to get cats. You can’t be alone all the time in this place.” The two-toned man replied, “I can help you pick stuff up for them.”

“Thank you Sho. You’re the best friend I could ever have.” Keiko hummed, scrunching up a blanket in one of the old boxes she’d kept from moving, then depositing the sleepy kittens into it. She put the box by the couch so they could get settled, then moved in to steal a hug. Shouto rolled his eyes but allowed it, a hand on her lower back while the other remained in his pocket. Two hours later, they had picked up toys, food, litter boxes, treats, a cat tree, and a couple of scratching posts. Keiko got the apartment set up while Shouto started studying, and once she was done, Keiko began to get dinner ready while Shouto quizzed her from the couch. Both of the kittens loved to lay on Shouto, specifically his fire side, absorbing that ever-present warmth. They ate dinner in the living room, sat under the kotatsu that Keiko had refused to live without. Like Shouto, she tended towards having a rather traditional style of decor, further evidenced by her tatami flooring, floor cushions and low style sofa and chairs. She even had shoji screens to separate rooms in the open floor plan of her apartment. It certainly made her apartment feel larger.

Keiko named the male ginger kitten Rin, and the female black kitten Suzu. Shouto ended up staying quite late, curled up on her couch together to watch movies while the kittens dozed. Keiko figured that the only reason Endeavor hadn’t called to complain about Shouto being away was that he wanted them to get married. Sometimes, she was fairly sure that Endeavor forgot that women weren’t just baby machines.

The day of their final exams, Keiko was admittedly stressed out. They learned that they would be fighting their teachers in their practical exam, and none of the teachers felt like a particularly fun fight to her. Sure, she would definitely have a quirk advantage against some of them, but she was paired up against Present Mic with Jirou and Koda, and she knew that it would be difficult. Mic’s quirk didn’t provide an energy type that she could absorb, and she was paired with two sound-quirk users who wouldn’t be able to use their quirks effectively either. In the beginning of the match, they needed to use their heads. Mic’s voice was ear-piercing even at a distance, and she knew they’d all be suffering big time in a short amount of time.

“I need you guys to hit me. Hard.” Keiko requested. Jirou immediately complied with a wild grin, slapping her across the face so hard that Keiko knew anyone else (except perhaps Kirishima) would have ringing in their ears. In her case, it was a fantastic boost to her energy.

“Good?”

“Hell yeah! Again!” 

Another slap, followed by a gut punch and a kick to the side. Koda panicked as he watched them; Jirou hitting their classmate relentlessly while Keiko looked like she was getting high off of it. A wild grin on her face, Keiko bumped her fist against Jirou’s, then Koda’s.

“Alright guys. I can’t hit Mic from afar since he’s pretty fast, but I can distract the hell out of him. What have we got?” Keiko asked. Another burst from Mic had Keiko mashing her ears with both palms to try and block out the sound. Once he stopped, Jirou rattled off a pretty good explanation for why they couldn’t go right at him, but she came up with the plan to get Koda to use bugs. Koda wasn’t keen on the idea, but Keiko trusted he would overcome his fears. Another shriek made Keiko shrink down to the ground and contemplate shoving moss in her ears. By the time the screaming stopped, Jirou’s ears were bleeding and Keiko was sure hers were as well. She offered to run distraction, giving them time to get the bugs ready to go and also to avoid more damage to Jirou and Koda’s ears. He needed to speak to the bugs to get them to help, which was difficult with Present Mic screeching like a banshee.

“Hey, Mic! Have you ever heard the one about the stuttering DJ? He really likes to d-d-dddd-ddd-ddrop the bass!” Keiko shouted as she headed towards the gate. Mic’s answering laugh was another couple of seconds he wasn’t screeching.

“Good joke, Mochizuki, but did you really come out here with telling jokes as your plan?”

“Yeah, why not, right? Hey Mic, what do police officers and DJs have in common? They both tell drunk people to put their hands up!” Keiko giggled at her own joke, unable to help herself. Mic laughed along with her, but she knew he was smart and was analyzing the area around him. He sucked in a breath after a second to shout, and Keiko used an energized burst to run around the clearing so that he wasn’t aiming towards her classmates, then aimed at him and focused. Instead of her usual larger blast, she managed two concentrated shots that forced him to dodge.

“HEY LISTENERS! COME OUT!” Mic shouted, knocking Keiko on her ass rather easily. Keiko felt  blood coating her neck just under her ears, but she saw the ground bend upwards next to Mic’s foot and relief flooded her. Bugs began to crawl up Mic’s leg, and he squealed like a wild animal, eyes rolling back in his head. She was fairly sure he fainted, even. Koda carried Jirou out of the forest at Keiko’s signal that Mic was down, and they all headed out through the gate. Unsurprisingly, Keiko got a lecture from Aizawa about using herself as cannon fodder, but was pleased with them for being able to work as a unit against a quirk ill-suited to them. A quick visit to Recovery Girl had them all fixed up, and they were able to watch the other battles again, but watching Izuku and Katsuki fight All Might was painful so Keiko decided to sit with Shouto to warm up against his fire side.

The news that even those who failed will be able to attend the summer training camp, though with extra lessons, cheered up those of the class that were bummed out about their failures. The class planned a shopping trip when Aizawa gave them free time before the end of class, since some of them needed to pick up necessities for the summer. That was interrupted when Nezu knocked and opened the door with All Might, both looking grim. 

“Eraser, we need to speak with Miss Mochizuki and yourself, if you don’t mind.” Nezu hummed pleasantly, fooling no one. Keiko felt her stomach drop out, and her chest got tight.

“Fine. Class, you’re excused.” Aizawa waved the class off, and the three pro heroes watched the class disembark. Keiko stayed in her seat, looking decidedly unsure as she received worried stares from her classmates. Shouto shook his phone at her to indicate for her to call him, and Katsuki stared at her as he left the classroom, his hands clenched into fists. Once they were gone, All Might placed an overly gentle hand on her shoulder as Nezu sat on the desk in front of hers.

“Miss Mochizuki-”

“Please call me Keiko, Principal Nezu. I don’t like going by my last name.” Keiko murmured, unsure.

“Of course. Keiko, we just received word from the police. Geonosis prison had a breakout yesterday, and they just got the final headcount on escaped villains. Kikuchi Bassui was among the villains to escape.” Nezu explained quietly, watching as Keiko’s normally flush and healthy skin went white.

[littlemissvincentvega]

First of all, I always love catching up on your fics cause they're amazing. Second, do you think you could do a bit of a fic with the dogs and reader going on a camping trip? I feel like these idiots would fucking nearly die out in the wilderness alone 🙃🙃🙃🤣

first of all i adore u thank u odojdosdlaskj ♥♥

and yes i can!!! thats amazing LOL also i’m so so sorry this took so long!! i hope u like it bb :DDDD lots of love xxx

-

“Where’s the cigs? Where are my fuckin’ cigs?!” spits Mr. Pink, twisting and turning in the backseat, fumbling around trying to find the pack.

“Would you sit still?” sighs White from the driver’s seat, glancing at him through the lopsided rear view mirror. “Thought you quit, anyways?”

“I did.” He glares at Brown, who is squinting at his Gameboy. “Are you quite finished?”

…

Nothing. “Hello? Am I fuckin’ invisible?”

“Huh?” Brown mumbles, eyes fixated on the screen.

Slightly disgruntled, Mr. White turns to Pink, hands clamped on the wheel. “Can you just leave him to play on his video game and stop bein’ a little shit about it? Please?”

“A half hour. A half hour of that shitty Tetris playin’ over and over, so ex-fuckin-scuse me if it starts to grate!” Pink scowls, crossing his arms and rolling the window down. Sighing dramatically, he stares out of it, not a word more. 

“I beat my high score!” exclaims Brown, a few minutes later.

Orange turns around to him, his head between the two front seats. “Nice one, man. Gimme a turn now?”

“Sure,” he says, passing it over. Pink watches this from the corner of his eye, secretly wanting a turn, but he isn’t prepared to swallow his pride– not now, not ever.

“Hey, White, how long till we get there?” Brown asks.

“Uh… ‘bout an hour or so? Ain’t so sure, how long we been on the road?”

Brown checks his watch. “Forty-six minutes exactly.”

“Yeah, ‘bout an hour then, if the traffic treats us well.”

-

“How d’ya think Pink’s copin’ with Brown, then?” Blonde asks, a smirk present on his lips. He’s driving the other car accompanied by Mr. Blue and Nice Guy Eddie, and it’s a million times less drama-filled than White’s.

Eddie scoffs. “Fuck knows. Probably strangled him by now,” he says, and the three guys share a chuckle.

“You should give ‘em a call, I could use some entertainment.”

Eddie grins mischievously and pulls out his clunky-ass cellphone, dialling Mr. Pink’s number. “Hello??”

“Pink, it’s Ed. How’s it with you guys?” he asks, sharing a smirk with Blonde.

“It’s fuckin’ impeccable.”

“Less of the attitude, motherfucker.”

“Ask him how Mr. Brown is,” whispers Blonde, nudging Eddie.

“How’s Brown?” Ed sniggers.

“Don’t talk to me about that– that little retard!” Pink splutters, eyeballing Brown.

Eddie tuts loudly. “What did I say about the attitude? How far away are you guys, anyway?”

“I dunno, like an hour, White said earlier?”

“A’ight. Sive drafely, man.”

“What?”

Eddie sighs, smiling at Blonde. “Just don’t fuckin’ crash the car, okay? I’ll see you guys later.”

“Yeah. See ya.”

-

At least an hour and a half later, White pulls over, the wheels crumbling over the gravel. Mr. Orange flings the door open and jumps out, looking up at the trees towering over them. Rather than staying at a family-friendly campsite type of place, Eddie had opted for a slightly dangerous forest that a friend of Joe’s had recommended. There’s no sound of human civilisation to be heard, only the rustling of leaves and sweet birdsong, though White suspects that it wouldn’t be quite so uneventful when dusk arrives. “It’s so warm,” says Orange, taking off his leather jacket and chucking it on the passenger seat.

“It’s too warm,” Pink groans. “Christ, even my asscrack is sweaty.”

“Do you have to?” asks White, screwing his nose up in disgust. “We’re surrounded by all this beautiful nature and you’re talkin’ about your asscrack?” He places his hands on his hips waiting for Pink’s response.

“What do you expect me to do? Not tell you?”

White chuckles, defeated, and opens the trunk. “Jesus Christ. C’mon, help me get the tent out.” Despite Mr. Pink’s concerted effort in trying to convince Eddie to let him have his own tent (”I need fuckin’ privacy, come on!”), he had been unsuccessful. “I’ll share with Mr. Blonde, you share with Mr. Blue and Mr. Brown, White can share with Orange,” he had decided.

“Can’t he help instead? It’s boiling,” complains Pink, nodding at Brown– he’s slumped in the backseat with his head leaning against the car door and his mouth wide open, fast asleep.

“Nah, he’s sleepin’, leave him to it for a bit. I’m not havin’ you two bickering while we set up the tent.”

Pink huffs, scowling at White when he has his back turned, but helps heave the tent out of the trunk while Orange gets everyone’s belongings out of the car. White looks up at him with a smile. “Thanks, kid, just leave ‘em there.”

“Sure.” Just as he says this, the other car pulls up a little too close to Pink, who screeches when he almost gets run over. “What the fuck was that, man?!” he splutters, waving his arms about at Mr. Blonde.

“Oh, sorry, didn’t see ya there,” Blonde sniggers, stepping out of the car, the gravel crunching beneath his cowboy boots. Pink throws a dirty look and continues to help lay out the tent. “Where’s Brown?”

“Asleep,” Orange mutters.

“What’s up, fuckers?” bellows Eddie, striding out of the car and stretching. “Woah, fuckin’ beautiful here, huh?” he adds, admiring the scenery.

Blue emerges from the backseat, his hair a little fluffed up– presumably, he had been asleep for some of the journey. “Not bad here,” he remarks, whipping out his cigar and lighting it, his moustache furrowing.

It’s almost as if Mr. Brown has spidey-senses or something– at that moment, he had stirred, taking a minute to fully wake up. “Oh, hey guys!” he beams, knocking on the car window and waving at the other Dogs.

“Christ, here we go…” Pink mutters under his breath.

Yawning, Brown jumps out of the car. “How can I help? I wanna help!”

“By gettin’ back in the car?”

“Huh?” asks Brown, not catching what Pink says and marching over to White & Orange. After a LOT of bickering and arguing about how to put up the tents, the boys finally stand back and admire their handiwork. By now, the sky has turned a beautiful honey shade, the warm colours melting into one another.

-

“Where’s the damn food?” Eddie asks. All of the guys are sitting around a campfire that Blonde had managed to light (after a good round of arguing, obviously).

Blonde shrugs. “Thought Brown was s’posed to bring it?”

“Was I?”

If looks could kill, Brown would have been laying dead right then and there. Pink glares at him, not even blinking. “Yes,” he says through gritted teeth, “you were.”

Brown laughs nervously, six pairs of eyes on him. “No I wasn’t– you guys put me in charge of snacks.”

“Kid, we put you in charge of food. Y’know, as in the shit we’d hafta cook up & eat?” answers White, keeping his cool. “But what snacks did you bring?”

Brown jumps up and fetches his bag of food while the guys share pitiful glances with one another. “Uhh… Oreos, potato chips, some Wonka candy, Dunkaroos, cheese balls and… Hubba Bubba.”

“Hubba Bubba? You brought gum? That ain’t a fuckin’ snack,” Eddie scoffs, chuckling.

“I know, but it tastes good.”

“So what you’re sayin’ is you brought fuckin’ kiddie food,” Pink scowls. Although pissed off (it doesn’t take much let’s be honest), he snatches the cheese balls off of Brown and crams a few in his mouth.

Orange shrugs, leaning over and taking the Wonka candy. “I don’t care, this shit’s pretty good. S’better than nothin’.”

“Yeah. Pass me some balls, Mr. Pussy,” Eddie smirks.

To make things easier, Brown lays down a scarf of his (he had packed three, just in case) and carefully places all of the snacks on it. It’s a strange concoction, admittedly, but like Orange had said, better than nothing.

-

As dusk approaches, the sky is a deep purple and the wind rustles through the trees. It’s slightly eerie, but the atmosphere is light, so none of them really mind. They’re all still around the fire, now lying on blankets Brown had packed, sharing stories and having the occasional bicker. “Do you guys believe in werewolves?”

“What?”

The guys blink at Brown, who’s gazing up at the moon. He’s laying wrapped in his blankets with his hands behind his head. “I was just thinkin’ about An American Werewolf In L–”

“No, hold up. What the fuck does that have to do with our damn conversation?” Blonde demands, chuckling. He takes a drag of his cigarette and exchanges a smirk with Eddie.

“It doesn’t.”

“Christ, that’s my cue to leave. I’m tired,” Blue sighs, smiling to himself. “You guys are too much.”

“If you’re sure. Night, man,” Ed smiles. The other guys say goodnight and watch Mr. Blue disappear into the biggest tent (which, to be honest, isn’t so big). Blonde flicks the ash from his cig into the fire, his baby blue eyes lit up from the gentle flames.

Fidgeting slightly, Brown flops onto his back, putting his hands behind his head. “Camping is boring.”

“No, it’s fuckin’ dangerous is what it is,” Pink huffs.

White looks at him, nudging Orange with a smug smile. “Alright Mr. Expert, why’s it so dangerous?”

Pink sits upright and glares at him. “Well… well– what if a fuckin’ bear mauls us?”

“Be a fuckin’ miracle if he mauls you, that’s just about the only thing that’d shut your goddamn mouth.”

“Fuck you, man! I gotta take a squirt, where’s the bathroom?”

Pink looks across at Eddie, who shrugs. “How the fuck should I know?”

“Well where am I supposed to piss?”

“Blonde’s hair. Could use a wash.”

Vic drops his cigarette at the sound of this. A perfect opportunity to play-fight. “You’re a little bitch, anyone ever told you that?” he chuckles, pouncing on his chubby friend and tackling him to the ground, soiling that violently blurple windbreaker jacket of his. “I’ll piss in your fuckin’ mouth, ya little bastard!”

Eddie breaks into laughter, struggling to get Vic in a headlock as they tumble around. Meanwhile, the other guys are sat blinking at one another– it’s safe to say that random outbreaks of play-fighting between those two are a regular occurrence. “Brown, you come with me, I can’t deal with all this gayness. You need a piss too?” Pink sighs, grabbing a flashlight from his bag.

“Yeah, I guess we can do it on a tree.”

With that, the two saunter off to go find a spot away from the other guys, leaving Orange and White to deal with Ed & Vic. “You two fuckasses finished yet?” White pipes up, running a hand through his hair and earning a snicker from Orange.

Panting, Eddie breaks away from Vic, shoving him back down and taking a seat himself. He wipes his sweaty forehead with his sleeve, his cheeks rosy. “Think so. Think I won there, don’cha agree, Blondie?”

“I think I fuckin’ won, Edward.”

“Agree to disagree?”

“Bunch a queers, you guys,” Orange sniggers, nudging White.

“Oh yeah? What are you two then? You’re practically White’s twink!” Eddie retorts. He throws a couple of cheeseballs at them both as they all share a chuckle, the fire still crackling and throwing white-hot lashes at their skin. Sighing in contentment, he lays down (not bothered in the least about the dirty ground), gazing up at the sky– upon seeing this, the other Dogs do the same, admiring the masses of tiny stars. 

-

“HEEEELP!!”

…

“HELLO? AM I FUCKIN’ INVISIBLE? HEEEEELP!!”

Pink looks around in a panic, his head whipping from one direction to another. How the hell did they even manage to do this? ‘I swear,’ he thinks, ‘if I die here tonight I’ll make it fuckin’ known it was Brown’s fault.’

“Uh, Pink?”

“What?”

“Uh, technically if you were invisible they could still hear you, like, it’s in the name, man. Invisible? Like vision? So they’d still be able–”

Pink cuts brown off with one of his deadly glares. He’s impatient at the best of times, but they’d managed to get lost in the middle of a pitch-black forest at night-time with no cellphone, no way of contacting the others and, worse of all, stuck with Mr. Brown. Trying to keep calm, he takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. “Just help me yell for them, alright?”

“They should be able to hear, I mean, it’s not like we’re that far away.”

He scoffs, marching in what they assume is the direction they came in. “We wouldn’t have to yell if you’d have just listened to me.”

“Fuck you, man, I didn’t do anything!”

“‘Ooh, let’s take this fuckin’ turn,’” Pink mocks in a higher-pitched voice, waving his hands around, “‘Yeah, that’s really fuckin’ safe, why don’t we just get our dicks out and stick a sign there sayin’ ‘FREE FOOD’ for the bears to see?’”

Frowning to himself, Brown quietens down, trailing behind him like an ashamed puppy. He kicks a few twigs as he saunters behind Pink, wishing they could just get back already. After a couple of silent minutes (aside from the sound of wet leaves beneath their feet, the swishing of leaves in the night’s winds and the very distant smell of the smoke from their campfire), he speaks. “What if somethin’ bad happened to ‘em?”

“Shut up, nothin’ bad’ll’ve happened. Even if it has, they’ve got their guns. So shut up, they’re fine.” Although it’s in a snappy manner, it’s Pink’s best effort at showing a smidge of reassurance.

“If you say so, man. Sorry if I, uh, y’know, pissed you off back there.”

“Whatever, it’s nothin’. Just help me yell for ‘em, knowing those queer bastards they’re probably in the tents fuckin’ each other or some shit,” Pink scoffs, a slight smirk present on his face. It’s barely visible, but it’s there. A little more at ease, Brown manages a nervous chuckle and precedes to help his colleague holler for the other boys.

-

“Hey, what the fuck is this?! An orgy? We were fuckin’ stranded out there, didn’t you hear us yelling?”

Pink emerges from a few trees and stomps over to the campfire, a subtle shiver about him. Whether it’s from the temperature or the situation, the others can tell he’s shaken up. After a few seconds, Brown follows, looking equally as uneasy. “We yelled and yelled and none of you motherfuckers responded!” spits Pink, glaring at them all lying on their backs.

“Why are you guys lying like that?” Brown asks.

“Didn’t hear ya,” says Blonde. “Well, we did, but we thought it wasn’t important. You only went for a piss. A piss is a piss.”

White rests his head on his elbow, looking up at the two. “Did you get mauled by a bear?”

Pink scowls. “No.”

“So what’s the fuckin’ problem?”

“Fuck you guys, I’m goin’ to bed. Rather listen to Blue have a fuckin’ wet dream than be around you pieces’a shit. G’night,” he huffs, disappearing into the tent without another word.

“I think I’m gonna go to bed too, I’m tired,” Brown sighs. “And it was pretty scary out there. But it’s been a good night, thanks you guys.”

White smiles at him. “Thanks, kid. Have a good sleep.”

“Night, man,” adds Orange.

After exchanging a lot of goodnights with the other dogs, Brown crawls into the tent and, soon enough, the guys can hear him sleeping soundly– and by that I mean quietly snoring. “Don’t hafta see him to know his mouth’s wide fuckin’ open,” Orange jokes, looking across at the tent. He yawns, stretching out on his blanket. “I could sleep right here.”

“Yeah, me too, man,” Ed agrees.

“You guys are fuckin’ gay,” smirks Blonde, earning a slap on his cheek from Eddie. 

“Says the guy who tried to fuck me in Daddy’s office.”

“You little bastard–” Vic begins, a smile full of mischief appearing on his face. Two seconds later and they’re tumbling on the ground in a tangle of arms & legs while Mr. White & Orange sit watching, chowing down on some potato chips.

Orange leans in to speak to White, “I wish I’d have brought my camera, Joe’s reaction to this would’a been priceless.”

“Ah, that’s where you’re in luck, my friend,” White smirks, reaching over for his bag, “because I just so happened to bring my little Polaroid. Thought I’d never use it but I grabbed it on the way out just in case.” He hands it to Orange, who promptly squints into the viewfinder and snaps a picture. The second the flash goes off, both Ed and Vic’s heads snap round to look at the two laughing guys, utterly confused. 

“What the fuck are you two doin’? Did you just take a fuckin’ picture of us?” Eddie asks, eyes wide and curious. 

“Might have done.”

“Give it here, I wanna see if I look like a fatass.” Eddie scrambles for the camera, but Orange holds it out of his reach. Besides, White has the polaroid in his pocket. “Give it, motherfucker!”

Mr. Blonde is lying on his back now, hands behind his head and watching them squabble. “Forget it, Ed,” he says suavely, “you’ll look like a fatass either way.”

“Queer.”

“Asshole.”

The four share a chuckle, obviously not meaning anything by the bickering. With a yawn, Orange grabs a blanket and begins to stand up. “I’m fuckin’ exhausted, I’m going to bed. See you assholes tomorrow,” he snickers.

“I’ll join you,” White replies. “G’night, you two.” His laughter lines showing a little more after the night’s dumb escapades. He and Orange disappear into their tent as Vic & Eddie insult them goodnight. It’s quiet after that, the two remaining guys lying looking up at the stars, utterly mesmerised. The campfire crackles scarcely and, after hoisting blankets over themselves, the boys accidentally fall asleep in the midst of the night. 

-

OK RIGHT i’ve just finished writing this post but i think i’mma do it as a 2 part thing bc i feel like this is pretty long for one of my fics. like the next morning/travelling home etc will be in part 2 :) \DKLASJLKDA I WANNA GO CAMPING W THESE PRICKS NOW LOL

[cartooness]

“Stop that, it tickles!” For the Masonder Sentence Starters? :D

:DDDD ((thank you! So much!))

It was a freezing cold Thursday evening, and Lav and Mason had just finished off the last of their homework. Mason, feeling cuddly, decided to inquire Lav;

"Lovely?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we cuddle please?"

"Aww, of course! Let's go to my room, it'll be more comfortable there."

On her way, she pulled out a blanket and settled into her soft colored bedroom. "Well, Button Love, go ahead and take your shoes off and we'll get to it!" With a smile, he replied "Don't have to tell me twice." And so onto her bed the two cuties went.

Mason instantly wrapped his hands around her waist, but a small giggle escaped his Lovely. "Something funny, Lovely?" he asked, a twinge of charm on his tongue. "Oh, nothing, it's just it kinda tickles when you graze over my scars and stretch marks, haha." "Oh does it now? Well, do you mind if I plant a few.... kisses here? And here? Ooh, let's try here!" he cheekily replied as he began to kiss her scars and stretch marks.

"Stop that, it tickles!" she laughed, covering her blushing face with her hair. "Just a moment please, I'm not done loving your minor features yet," he answered. A massive blush plastered her face, she hoped that OH BOY WHAT IS HAPPENING DOWN HERE- "MASON WHAT ARE DOING?!" she blurted, feeling a shiver shoot up her spine.

"Sorry, my hands are cold right now, didn't mean to spook ya," he apologized. "No, it's fine. Here, let me warm them up for you," she replied. She took his hands into her own, and they cuddled in a comfortable silence.

THIS WAS SO FUN AND CUTE OMG THANK YOU WADE!!! LOVE YOU!

[like-twilight]

I’m jus’ gon do this cause why not I stole it from Here.

1: 6 of the songs you listen to most?

According to my last.fm in the last seven days: 1: ATEEZ: Wave 2: ATEEZ: Illusion 3: ATEEZ: Win 4: TxT: Run Away 5: ATEEZ: Precious 6: ATEEZ: Say My Name

Guys. I like Ateez.

2: If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

My sister.

3: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.

Well I ain’t standin’ up so here’s line 17 from page 23 of Vale which is on my computer.

““Well then, Your Highness,” I say and crouch down, trying to get a look of her face”

4: What do you think about most?

Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad things.

5: What does your latest text message from someone else say?

From a real person that’s not an automated message from a bank or a website it’s from my co-worker from October 26th that says “Ok I’ll do it, print it then I’ll replace it”

6: Do you sleep with or without clothes on?

Well. PJ’s are clothes so.

7: What's your strangest talent?

I don’t think I have any.

8: Girls... (finish the sentence); Boys... (finish the sentence)

Girls not allowed. Boys also not allowed. Leave me alone. (My nb friends can come tho.)

9: Ever had a poem or song written about you?

If I did then the creator didn’t tell me :”D

10: When is the last time you played the air guitar?

I... can’t recall.

11: Do you have any strange phobias?

Frogs.

12: Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?

Maybe as a baby?

13: What's your religion?

I don’t belieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeve.

14: If you are outside, what are you most likely doing?

I’m not outside. But I’d probably be going to work or the store or the post office.

15: Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

Behind.

16: Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band?

Ateez!

17: What was the last lie you told?

“I’m okay!” #deep

18: Do you believe in karma?

god no!

19: What does your URL mean?

It’s a quote from Ateez’s Twilight.

20: What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength?

I’m very depressed. Strength is probably that I’m still alive? Idk

21: Who is your celebrity crush?

Idk. Find a lot of famous people attractive I-? I Don’t have just like The Celebrity Crush. Jeong Yunho’s cute tho.

22: Have you ever gone skinny dipping?

No.

23: How do you vent your anger?

I throw a temper tantrum.

24: Do you have a collection of anything?

Just a mason jar of my tears. Also every Ateez album released so far.

25: Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

Neither! Fucking email me, bro.

26: Are you happy with the person you've become?

God no :D

27: What's a sound you hate; sound you love?

Ambulance sirens hate. Fuckin... panflute I love.

28: What's your biggest "what if"?

What if I was a... giraffe.? Or a tardigrade. 

29: Do you believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

I believe in things we can’t perceive scientifically or whatever. Not ghosts per se, like souls of dead people or whatever. Also yes to aliens.

30: Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm.

Nothin I’m jus sittin on my bed. If I move my arms up and down a bit then my blanket and a bottle of water.

31: Smell the air. What do you smell?

Nothin. Is just my room.

32: What's the worst place you have ever been to?

Uuuh a cemetery?

33: Choose: East Coast or West Coast?

In America? Idk which is less racist in general?

34: Most attractive singer of your opposite gender?

What’s an “opposite” gender? I know you mean male but I refuse to give into the cISSEXIST SCUm. 

35: To you, what is the meaning of life?

I have no idea what that means.

36: Define Art.

the expression or application of human creative skill and imagination, typically in a visual form such as painting or sculpture, producing works to be appreciated primarily for their beauty or emotional power.

37: Do you believe in luck?

Yes. But I’ve never been the lucky one unfortunately.

38: What's the weather like right now?

Uuuh I have to google it. Clear. 8°

39: What time is it?

21:30

40: Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed?

No. But I probably would.

41: What was the last book you read?

Pfssssshhhh, one that wasn’t written by me? Fucks me, dude. Fault In Our Stars? The Death Cure? I can’t remember, it’s been years.

42: Do you like the smell of gasoline?

Yeah!

43: Do you have any nicknames?

Tia.

44: What was the last film you saw?

Uuuuuuuuhhh... UUUUHHHHHHHHH How to Train Your Dragon 3, it was nice.

45: What's the worst injury you've ever had?

Had a bleeding spine! Kinda miss it tbh.

46: Have you ever caught a butterfly?

I probably haven’t tried, I’ve just tried to get them to land on me.

47: Do you have any obsessions right now?

Uuuh I’m into Ateez these days.

48: What's your sexual orientation?

I’m byesexual.

49: Ever had a rumour spread about you?

Yes.

50: Do you believe in magic?

Again, I do believe things could exist we can’t scientifically explain but idk. Not in the Harry Potter magic way.

51: Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?

No, cause I believe everything is my fault.

52: What is your astrological sign?

Aries.

53: Do you save money or spend it?

I save money TO spend. I think I found a healthy balance.

54: What's the last thing you purchased?

A fukin... bike. That’s like in your room. Not by accident but because it’s meant to be there.

55: Love or lust?

Like.. in what context? Love? Idk.

56: In a relationship?

Love.

57: How many relationships have you had?

None relationships.

58: Can you touch your nose with your tongue?

I can’t.

59: Where were you yesterday?

Like on average? Or 24 hours ago exactly. Cause I was at work for eight hours and then I was just on my bed.

60: Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?

Yeah, my phone case.

61: Are you wearing socks right now?

Ye.

62: What's your favourite animal?

Cat? Idk.

63: What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you?

:DDDD If I had any then people would like me.

64: Where is your best friend?

???? 

65: Give me your top 5 favourite blogs on Tumblr.

I... I dunno? The ones I follow?

66: What is your heritage?

I don’t know what that means. Like what I’m gonna be remembered by? I whined a lot!

67: What were you doing last night at 12AM?

Cried.

68: What do you think is Satan's last name?

Choi.

69: Be honest. Ever gotten yourself off?

Why would I lie about masturbation. Yeah I did.

70: Are you the kind of friend you would want to have as a friend?

Fuck no.

71: You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?

Save the dog, fuck off.

72: You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?

a) I am telling everyone. b) Be paralysed by fear and waste all of it. c) Yes, very much.

73: You can only have one of these things; trust or love.

I feel like that’s stupid. 

74: What's a song that always makes you happy when you hear it?

Illusion by Ateez these days. 

75: What are the last four digits in your cell phone number?

4153

76: In your opinion, what makes a great relationship?

I wouldn’t know, buddy.

77: How can I win your heart?

Just be nice to me and I’ll probably be emotionally attached to you for life, sorry.

78: Can insanity bring on more creativity?

I don’t think insanity is the cause for any creativity. If an insane person is creative then they would be creative with a sound mind too.

79: What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far?

Got into kpop, that was nice.

80: What size shoes do you wear?

42

81: What would you want to be written on your tombstone?

“Balled 2 hard lol”

82: What is your favourite word?

There are too many words.

83: Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart.

Kokoro.

84: What is a saying you say a lot?

I don’t think there is one.

85: What's the last song you listened to?

Treasure by Ateez.

86: Basic question; what's your favourite colour/colours?

Pink and yellow.

87: What is your current desktop picture?

A picture of.. Ateez... sorry.

88: If you could press a button and make anyone in the world instantaneously explode, who would it be?

Donald Trump.

89: What would be a question you'd be afraid to tell the truth on?

Uh, I think I’m p truthful, yeah. Ask me anything.

90: One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren't really doing anything, they're just standing around your bed. What do you do?

Scream. Maybe scramble on the floor and push past them if I can.

91: You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what's even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power?

Immortality!

92: You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again?

Oh geez. I was on a carousel in Italy once, that was awesome.

93: You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

The one that gave me depression idk which one it was but can it go away?

94: You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who would it be?

Ehh, I don’t want that. Like... I don’t know those people, they could be Awful in bed or just in general too. Like I need an emotional bond first and they don’t even know me and I only know the persona they show to the public. Plus it could potentially ruin the music for me later on, it’d be weird, no thank you.

95: You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?

UUUUUHHHHH I DUNNO Lyon cause Grenoble doesn’t have an airport. Well, actually my sister isn’t in Grenoble right now. Hm well if I grab my card before I go then I can just find a hotel there until she comes home.

96: Do you have any relatives in jail?

I don’t think so? 

97: Have you ever thrown up in the car?

I had to throw up in a car and then asked the driver to stop the car so I can throw up outside the car.

98: Ever been on a plane?

Yes. Seven times. SEVEN TIMES? Yeah, holy shit.

99: If the whole world were listening to you right now, what would you say?

Someone help me, I am so so so incredibly in need of help, please. Please. Thank you.

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Got tagged by @eurymakhos <33 thanks!!!

rules: tag 20 followers you want to get to know better

name: Heini

nickname: Teere, hobbit, bincc, every endearing insult you can imagine

gender: it’s fucking weird, that’s for certain lmaooo. It fluctuated between trans dude & nonbinary but i’m afab 

star sign: Sun Virgo, Moon Pisces, ASC Scorpio 

height: 160 i have loads of leg room in public transit & airplanes. Be Envious of me.

sexuality: HAHAHA i have no fucking idea atm. 

hogwarts house: ravenclaw

favourite animal: i love frogs like a lot rn, but whales and sea turtles are fucking cool tooo?

average hours of sleep: like 6 or 7

dogs or cats: dogs, but cats are cool af too

blankets you sleep with: one but i think i’ll add one more this winter. I feel cold all the time

dream trip: to a small town with a rich local history full of drama. I’d chat with all the old people and hear cool stories

dream job: :DDDD i want everything

when I made my blog: i’ve been here since like 2012 or 2013 but i recreated this blog a few years back

followers: i don’t really care about followers but i love mutuals so gaining those would be cool

why I made my tumblr: i was bored & i wanted to understand shite about the world better

reason for my url: i love tea (tee is tea in finnish), i overused the word reckt at the time, i love t-rexes & i found it hilarious my name would include the word erect 

tagging: @nbitchn (you’re a new one & i’m curious af!!) @realsadii (you’re sweet af) @cecace (your url fucking bewilders me & i want to know the reason lmao)

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@rebbi-sonnenhell ​ asdfghjjhan I thank thee for tagging me i dunno why im getting excited over this but I AM

Rules: answer these 30 questions about yourself, then tag 20 blogs you’d like to get to know.

1. Nicknames: Yumi, Mi, Chang (i blame my parents sdasfg)

2. Gender: Female

3. Star sign: Cancer :^)))

4. Height: 145 cm, soooo 4′9″ 8^)))))))

5. Time: 10:53 pm

6. Birthday: July 21

7. Favourite band: i don’t know?????

8. Favourite solo artist: I DON’T KNOW????? (I AM A MUSICALLY ILLITERATE)

9. Song stuck in my head: Sing by Ed Sheeran (???? i dont even know why I’m listening to it???)

10. Last movie you watched: dayum it’s been so long, i can’t rememeber T T

11. Last show you watched: Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood i was rewatching it shut up shut up

12. When did I create my blog: around 2015????? I cant remember sht

13. What do I post: There’s FMA, also Greed from FMA, some other fandom shpill, and some personal shpill. OH! Have I mentioned FMA already? Oh and also Greed! Did I mentioned Greed yet?

14. Last thing I googled: Language of Flowers I think????

15. Do you have other blogs: @fcxccisfineshutup​ THIS ONE! Some Greed Lives AU with a dash of OC insert that is technically a self insert let me live Also @ikonisles it’s about Dungeons and Dragons and it’s kinda dead also i don’t solo operate it soooo lolololol ????? 

17. Why did you choose your url: cuz i didn’t like my old url so I changed it. I sneezed at the time lol

18. Following: 420 blaze it (prolly should unfollow some cuz most of it are like dead blogs left to die)

19. Followers: AAAAAAA 53

20. Favourite colours: cyan, teal, the rest of the color wheel

21. Average hours of sleep: 2-5 hours someone help me

22. Lucky number(s): i don’t have any???

23. Instruments I played: a piano, that’s the end

24. What am I wearing: pink kids shirt, and skinny dark gray pants.

25. How many blankets I sleep with: just one 

26. Dream job: one of Greed’s arm ladies??? a broke artist??? Animator really but I’m lazy as all hell..

27. Dream trip(s): Japan, Canada, Switzerland, Ireland, anywhere that isn’t my house

28. Favourite food: my dad’s homemade fried rice with a huge dose of tomato ketchup

29. Nationality: Filipino

30. Favourite song: Too many to even pick lolol Woke The F-ck Up by Jon Bellion is one of em tho

Imma just tag @se34r5 @im-too-obsessed-with-stuff @lingthing @stubbornjerk (I DUNNO I PUT YOU HERE) @elvje @breezently @ladywiltshire not 20 like I care asdfgh

I dunno if anyone I’ve tagged already done this but yeah 8^DDDD 

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TAGGY GAMES #2

TAGGED BY @s-lay-ing thank you so much!! I had fun doing this <3 <3 Will tag... @healinghoshi (vicky pls dont tell me youre stressing too much TT-TT) @wonuthewhale (i will still tag you in these even though you dont do them >:D) @jisoosmeoli (CARMENNN) @vitaminniedk (vivienne!!) @jisoominghao JELLY WHERE ARE YOU TT-TT PLEASE TELL ME YOURE DOING OKAY <3 

Alright then, here we go: 

8 questions tag 😈

So you have to answer the questions that the person who tagged you made & then you have to come up with your own questions, as simple as that 😁

I ACTUALLY HAVE NO IDEA WHICH QUESTIONS I’M MEANT TO DO AND WHAT I’M NOT MEANT TO SO… YOLO (I’m so cringey I apologise)

1. what’s your favorite bridge in a song? (i know this is so difficult but i thought narrowing it to the bridge might help?? but back 2 u’s is honestly so good)

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT A BRIDGE IS EDUCATE ME

2. how many spoons can you balance on your face? (photo evidence is optional)

Nothing is tearing me away from the computer and this music that is coming from my headphones which is connected to my computer.

3. the ingredients you would put in your ideal smoothie are….

…the basics? Strawberry, milk, honey and such?

4. what was the defining moment that made your ult bias your bias?

Jihoon? It just kind of happened. It felt like he kind of just biased wrecked me way too much… I still have bias wreckers, definitely, but at the end of the day its always Jihoon that I love the most, and I think that’s the defining moment.

5. would you change your eye color if you could? if so what color? (it can be natural or not have fun w it lol)

…tbh I think I’m fine with this, I can’t imagine myself with anything else.

6. what are your favorite physical and personality traits of your top bias(es)? (alternatively just your fave picture of our bias if you can’t pick actually just include your fave picture bc why not)

JIHOON

Physical? His arms? Like what? No? What? Happened? Why? Is he suddenly?

Personality? He is kinda like tsundere but you can really tell he loves his members. He’s always so humble, despite being so amazing and I just love him. A tough exterior covering a soft and caring Jihoon <3

Choi Seungcheol

Physical: …his body in general? I mean like if you watch him dance in Mansae, his legs move in a really satisfying way (why do I feel like I’m saying something wrong) but like his arms are really nice too?

Personality: I just. This boy. He’s so incredibly hardworking and he clearly loves his members and takes care of them like he’s their father, he’s always so humble and selfless. Always thinks of others before himself <3

7. do you have a go-to video to make you laugh/cheer you up?

Honestly, just SVT in general. Their videos always make me feel better <3

8. end w your favorite quote/emoji/emoticon(ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

Loving you is a blessing.

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AGAIN, DO I DO THESE? I’m sorry if I’m not meant to but here goes nothing:

1. If you could have any idols hairstyle past or present whose would you choose?

…isn’t it like a no brainer? YoON JEONGHAN’S LONG HAIR.

2. If you could take your bias group or just your bias and put them into another universe i.e. wizarding world or similar what world would you but them in? And why?

………………………………………………………………………………………?

3. Fave idol outfit? doesn’t have to be your bias just any outfit you’ve liked! Provide pictures if you want!

The time SEVENTEEN WAS AT SBS GAYO DAEJUKCHAE? I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT WAS CALLED BUT THE PRINCE OUTFITS WERE SO DAMN NICE OH MY GOD  

4. Favorite fancam? Im a fancam ho I need recs plx.

Oooooh, I had a whole google document of this and now I have no idea where it went…uhhh… there are definitely some that I love….. . . … … . .THE FANCAM OF CHEOL AND HOSH TALKING TO THE KID I AM D E A D

5. What are your favorite girl group non title songs, if you don’t have any what are your favorite gg mvs?

I don’t listen to girl groups that much? Please don’t take offense, I promise I have nothing against girl groups, but when I do listen to them they’re mostly title tracks.

Favorite video: … no idea

6. If you could create your own group drawing from all other groups regardless of companies who would you choose and what would there concept be?

…the disadvantages of being only SVT biased, you have no idea how to answer this question XD

7. so you are going to a music festival and in this dream world you get to decide all the ppl/groups that are going to be there, who would you choose? It doesn’t just have to be Kpop!

LOL I CAN’T ANSWER THIS EITHER I’M NOT MULTIFANDOM XDD

8. If you could have any talent in the world what would you want it to be? I would want to be in anyway musically inclined rip me tbh.

The talent to be good at everything :DDDD

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Now, my questions:

1_ Thoughts on paying for a hitouch?

I’m not that sure tbh, what exactly is a hitouch? Do I get to talk to them?

2_ Now, if your favorite group/artist (kpop or not) chooses you to go on stage to perform with them…do you think you could do a great job?

Hell no. I have no performing skills whatsoever.

3_ (CHOREOGRAPHY WISE) Adore u or Shining Diamond? Mansae or Rock? Pretty u or Chuck? Boom Boom or Smile Flower doesn’t have a choreo so Highlight? Don’t wanna cry or Crazy In Love?

Adore U, Mansae, Pretty U, Smile Flower, Don’t Wanna Cry.

4_ Is there a song you absolutely adore from an artist/group you don’t really stan/like?

EXO CBX’S HEY MAMA OH MY GODDDD I’M STILL ADDICTED

5_ Name your Top 10 non title kpop songs 🎶 (songs that aren’t the main single nor the second song they tend to promote along the main one)

I have no idea.

6_ if you’ve had your first job already: what’s the very first thing you bought with your first paycheck? If you haven’t had a job yet, what’s the most meaningful item you own?

I can’t exactly say I own my family and friends, but that’s what I’m saying.

7_ Have you ever tried to do something you’ve seen on social media? (Recipes, make up tutorials, a viral challenge, a DIY etc) if so, what have you attempted to do?

No XD

8_ Right now at this very exact moment the three leaders of Seventeen go to wherever you are w/ a camera crew and all that jazz to say you were chosen to participate with them and one friend of your choice in a new edition of OFD (in your country obvi). Now: where did they find you? Which friend would you pick (can be from anywhere)? and if you had to pick between the three units, which one would you join? (😜😜😜)

Where did they find me? …at my house? Is that strange? I would pick my best friend probably, she loves Seventeen too. What IS THAT LAST QUESTION OH MY GODDDD ……………………………………… .       . . . bu-buT TT-TT vocal unit it is~

Bonus question bc ¯\_(ツ)_/¯: is there a movie you consider is beyond underrated? I need movie recommendations 😁

I don’t watch movies a lot XD but I personally think Pitch Perfect 1 didn’t really meet my expectations.

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Questions game:

I’ve done this before but I’ll leave this here for the people I’ve tagged~

Rules: Answer the questions in a new post and tag some blogs you would like to get to know better!

• Name:

• Height:

• Ultimate bias:

• Nicknames:

• Zodiac sign:

• Favourite fruit:

• Favourite season:

• Favourite colour:

• Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate?:

• Favourite animals:

• Last TV show I watched:

• Dream trip:

• Last movie I watched:

• Number of blankets you sleep with:

• Song stuck in my head:

• What kind of stuff do you post?:

• Last thing you googled:  

• Side-blog:

• Following:

• When did you make this blog: main blog?

• Do you get asks regularly:

• Why did you choose your URL:

• Average hours of sleep:

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*wiggles eyebrows* "things you said when you thought i was asleep" Doc, Drew, or Doyle to Zak for some good family bonding :DDDD

Doyle is fairly certain of what he expects to see when he goes out to say good night to Jurassic, and it is very much not his nephew sitting curled up with her, half covered by one of her wings and holding a cup of what presumably used to be warmed milk in his lap.

Zon looks up and clicks softly as Doyle approaches, clearly expressing that Zak is asleep and not to be woken. Doyle has to agree, considering that they ran the Weird World gauntlet not three days ago. If the kid is finally getting sleep after all those nightmares, he’s staying asleep.

…Doyle might have been here too long, if he can understand Zon’s crooning. But then again, they speak the language of loving Zak, so maybe that’s enough.

In any case, they both agree that, even if Zak is asleep, he should be asleep in his actual bed, with actual pillows and blankets, so Doyle makes his way over to the duo with the intention to get Zak there.

He stops after picking up the kid, because he needs to find his way out of the nest when carrying an unwieldily, unconscious 11-year-old in his arms. He probably should have planned this better, but he didn’t realize how tall the nest would be without the benefit of using his arms to prop himself up.

Theoretically, he could just hoist Zak over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry, but he’s not actually going to subject his nephew to that if there’s no rush, so he’s stuck until Zon comes up behind him.

She helps to prop him out of the nest, leveraging him out with a level of dexterity and critical thought that he’d never have expected from an animal, let alone a pterosaur that’s not supposed to be alive right now. Doyle’s family is a strange one, alright.

…Doyle having a family is a strange thing, actually. And yet, here he is, climbing out of a pterosaur’s nest to carry the youngest and most precious member of his family back to bed.

It’s domestic, in a way that he’s not used to. Doyle has lived most of his life in the dark underbelly of the world, where everyone is nocturnal and the quiet is cause for alarm, but out here, in the woods? It’s tranquil. Settled. Calm. Maybe it’s not normal, but it’s slowly becoming his normal, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

He can’t exactly rest easy, because the past isn’t something he can forget so quickly, but here, he rests easier. He’s surrounded by humans and cryptids he trusts, here.

Zak shifts in his arms, head turning to settle on his shoulder. Doyle glances down at him, at dinosaur pajamas and chubby preteen cheeks and fluffy piebald black-and-white hair, and he can’t help but smile.

Something in the quiet makes him want to talk, so Doyle murmurs, “I don’t think I ever said thank you, you know?”

He pauses, shifting his grip on Zak before continuing on to his bedroom. “You were the first person who ever believed in me, who thought I could be better than I was. Back in Ellef Ringnes and with the Alkali Lake Monster, and even though I was your enemy… well, Drew is my sister, but you’re the one who gave me family. You’re the one who convinced me to come back, and to stay.”

Another pause, as he tries to figure out right leverage to actually open the sliding door. Doyle ends up balancing himself on one foot so that he keep Zak steady and free up his hand for it. He probably looks ridiculous, but it also keeps Zak comfortable, and between his dignity and the kid, Zak is going to win every time.

It’s only a short walk to Zak’s room after that, and a quick look-over to make sure that Zak is clean enough for bed. Fortunately, Zon is good about keeping her nest clear, so Doyle can put the mini-man to bed without worrying too much about grime.

He pulls blankets over Zak’s shoulder and lightly ruffles his hair, and… doesn’t move quite yet. Doyle’s smile is soft, softer than he can show to even his family right now, as he says, “If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t…”

Doyle pauses, then steels himself to continue, because Zak isn’t awake to hear anyways, “If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t know what love was. So, you know, thanks for that. See you tomorrow, mini-man.”

He gives Zak one last (soft) hair ruffle and leaves, making sure to shut the door quietly behind him. He misses it when Zak’s eye cracks open, and when he smiles, “Good night, uncle Doyle.”