#suck it broccoli boys

[on-a-lucky-tide]

Love how my camp as fuck dance routines between sets seems to have enticed some of the hottest women I've ever seen in my life to chat with me. Ha! HA!

[jester-lover]

Blue Haired Boy

you play with Buggy's hair while the crew is away

Cw/ Fem! terms, food, fluff, whiny Buggy, OPLA! Buggy, he's just a head in this one lol

AN/ this is just me clowning around before getting my requests done, so not beta read.

Rolling over on the hammock for the fifth time, you grabbed at the thin pillow and shoved it off and onto the floor. Something about the situation was reminiscent of being stuffed into a wonton wrapper.

God, being the new girl sucks.

You thought the crew would have found some use for you, you were a jack-of-all-trades after all, but it seemed like there was only one role left to fulfill. And as the newest member of the crew, you were responsible for the more unsavory job.

“H-ello! I know you can hear me, broccoli hairrrr~”

Buggy’s singsongy tone reminded you of that very role, clown babysitter. Sighing as the throbbing headache in your temple mixed with the sharp pain in your back, you decided to stand up and get something done, anything that could distract you from your boredom.

The bag that held the clown’s head was on the kitchen table, much to Sanji’s chagrin. Other than the slight shaking and constant talking, he was an exemplary hostage.

As you walked closer to the bag, Buggy’s frantic ravings grew louder. Some empathetic little part of you felt bad for him, so you decided to use your better judgment and give him a little fresh air. That old sack must start to stink after a while.

As you open the bag and dump out the clown’s head, he immediately sprung up and winked at you dramatically. It was as if he was trying to max out his charisma.

“Why hello..~ You’re a new face, aren’t you?”

The deadpan look you tossed his way didn’t break his disposition, instead, it seemed to egg him on.

“I’m Y/N, nice to meet you.”

Buggy’s head tilted to the side before he smiled brightly.

“A pretty name for a pretty girl…”

That comment got a little chuckle out of you, and he seemingly beamed.

Gently picking him up by his head, near his ears where he wouldn’t be uncomfortable, you placed him on the kitchen counter and pulled out a small kitchen knife.

“You hungry?”

Twirling the knife in-between your fingers, you looked at him expectantly. You had always had a deep sense of domesticity towards your crew, and as he was a temporary companion, he would be receiving your support too.

“Where do you think the food would go?”

Another laugh erupted from you, this one was genuine and hearty, and Buggy’s head laughed along with you.

Good point, clown.”

You picked his head up again and brought him to your makeshift little corner of the ship, laying in your soft red hammock with Buggy on your stomach as you examined him. Your fingers slowly threaded through his hair and adjusted his bandana.

He furrowed his brows slightly, trying to discern what your motive was for the affectionate act. Something clicked in his head as he met your eyes.

“Hey! If you're gonna get all sweet with me, you could've bought me dinner first!”

Laugher came from you in droves, and the clown, clearly proud of himself, bounced a little in the air.

As you continued to fix and adjust his hair and bandana, Buggy got a little quieter, and if you looked really close, you could see a little flush on his cheeks and (what was present of) his neck.

“This hair…it’s all yours huh?”

Your fingers threaded through a particular knot in his ocean blue locks, and he sighed a little.

“Y-yeah! I mean, I don’t dye it or anything…”

A softer smile appeared on your face as you patted the top of his gorgeous hair, sure, it wasn’t the cleanest; but it was still beautiful. The blue hair complimented his eyes, and framed his face perfectly.

“It’s so thick and voluminous, you could easily grow it out.”

Buggy’s painted face reddened more at that comment, the blush was visible as his grease paint began pulling off.

His silence sort of astonished you, but it was short lived.

“You think that would look alright..?”

Before you could speak again, only to confirm his thoughts, his head lept upwards into the air dramatically.

“ABSOLUTELY IT WOULD! ANYTHING WOULD LOOK GREAT ON A HUNK LIKE ME!”

Your shared laughter echoed throughout the night, a verbal symbol of an amusingly unstable relationship between the two of you blossoming.

[hanni-3]

Sooo...

MARIANA INTRODUCTION TIME !! :33

I'll do a Lucas introduction as well but lesbian first

-*———*-

Let's starts with the basics shall we? ; At 10 years old Mariana Martinez moved to Puerto Rico all the way to Golden Grove. The move was....something. Travelling to somewhere to a completely different continent, with a different language, different culture— just everything is different.

At least she has her Mama with her, despite not having the best relationship with each other, deep down Mariana really cares for her mama. She just has hard time expressing it.

In step 1, Mariana is a cis girl from all the way to step 4 and doesn't really care what pronous you use "You guys are obsessed, She..He..They. I don't care." she says

-Originally when I made her ; They were a transgender boy but I scraped it (and made another one that I'll introduce later cough cough)

Mariana isn't afraid to tell the truth, she's very blunt and so horribly honest. ex : Random "Hey! What do you think of my new hat?"

Mariana "It sucks."

So..yeah.. And because of this ; back in Puerto Rico she did not have that many friends. Some parents complained to Opal about it even but guess what? Mariana still doesn't care and continues on being 'mean'.

Fun fact while we're at it : Mariana has a bit of an accent in step 1, but by the time passes they manage to cover up the accent but it'll often come by from certain words. Especially the r's and the v's (pronounces the v = b's)

And the famous bilingual problem ; forgetting words. Both native and english, when people at school found out she was from Puerto Rico (which made her a bit more popular, bragging) people would often come up to her and ask him if their Spanish homework was good enough or what that word meant. She'd either :

A. Be blunt.

B. Knows what it says and capable of translating it but, just, can't.

C. Knows the word in Spanish but forgot it in English.

(^ mostly happens in step 2)

The relationship with the leads!!!

Whenever you would ask Mariana about love, she'd peek at Tamarack Baumann secretly and look back at you, plainly responding by "I don't do that romance crap."

In step 1 : When Tamarack popped out of the leaves, catching Mariana off guard, noticing how pretty Tamarack is.

She was hostile about her at first because of how her heart keeps fluttering everytime she'd smile. They're immediately and naturally close, without Mariana noticing much. And would defend Tamarack at anytime, Tamarack said you look like a broccoli because of your hair? Well she's right and she's being honest about it. Suck it up. Nevertheless ; while those two pining idiots goes trought the hardships of Tamarack not really feeling like a regular and Mariana being, her and confused about her feelings, in the end they could call each other's girlfriend's <3

As for Qiu Lin, ehh...they're neighbors all right. Mariana was ticked off by Qiu's charming personality and Qiu's being a people pleaser.

But in step 2, while Mariana is confused with her feelings and other stuff. Not wanting to bother Tamarack or her mama and on the other hand Qiu's confused with their gender. They'd rely on each other instead and give each other their shoulders to rest their head on to either ramble or stay in complete, comfortable silence. Then Mariana would maybe give a chance to Qiu. Despite Qiu giving up on befriending her, she'd try and befriend them.

And voilà !! All the main stuff you need to know about Mariana. Thank you for giving me your time to talk about her, of course if you have any questions about her or hell, another mc that caught your eye you can ask them away. And I'd cry. Have a wonderful day/afternoon / night!!

[mysticsublimeperson]

I want to express my frustration because... im trying to write some time travel Merthur fanfic as one does...

and I keep hitting my head against the same wall. Because just in case you didn't know England SUCKED before imperialism and colonialism.

Not that that made it better but, the English isles didn't have a variety of fruits or vegetables, the did have meat and fish and salt I think, but no sugar or way of producing it but honey if I remember correctly.

And admittedly climate change is a pain in the ass, but in medieval times the winters probably consisted in huge blizzards and freezing for 4 months.

They didn't even had tea!!!

All the good stuff its because of colonialism which is horrible for the world but whatever.

Im trying so hard to ignore this facts... to be free and write about silly angsty boys but I needed someone to know how difficult it is.

Because Merlin having lived in a 21 century would have spent since the 16th drinking bloody tea, and now he is back in time and doesn't have tea, doesn't even have sugar, it's a pain in the ass to get milk, and he can't even get his favorites foods because the fruits and vegetables aren't even evolved yet.

BECAUSE YES! All of the greens have suffered a tremendous amount of change because of selective farming!! so even if there were apples back there, they probably wasn't the same apple, probably weren't even half as sweet as they are now a days!

Same with animals, and plants. Many of the species have gone extinct but they existed back then. And im dying for a chance to bring this into the fic, to prove just how difficult the transition it's, but a the same time, it doesn't matter right? not really.

bUT I NEEDED TO VENT A LITTLE SO thank you for listening to my rant.

Also im not even a history girly, im an art babe, so all of this I know by logic and assumptions from my art history clases, and my hyper fixation, so obviously take everything with a grain of salt.

((It's just that I was cooking and I was trying to think which ingredients were available at that time to make the most simple dish but no, there was almost none, no spices, no tomato, I think the had cabbage, and like broccoli because its the same plant, but probably wasn't evolved into all of the different versions we know, they had beans, and lentils I think, the potatoes come from South America, so no potatoes, the had bread but what kind of bread??? sO YEAH, this is my head.. all the time))

[sinfulpanda16]

MHA Boys x vegetarian/vegan reader

Reader x Bakugou, Midoriya, Kirishima, Kaminari and Todoroki

How they would react to you being vegan or vegetarian

Deku

~ Super supportive

~ Has no problem giving you his fries when there's no vegan options

~ He thought it was cute when you told him he looks like the broccoli you eat 🥦

You and Midoriya walk into the small convenience store, you already having the vegan chips you want in mind. Midoriya finds the bag of chips he wants but you... they're nowhere in sight.

"Hey is everything alright?" Midoriya asks when he sees you distressed.

"I can't find the Takis. Did they seriously run out of them?" you ask all pouty. This sucks, that was the thing you were really looking forward too all day. Being vegan meant not eating just about all the chips there are.

The only vegan ones there were was Lay's but you're not in the mood for that. Midoriya smiles at you "Aww love its ok. We can look somewhere else for them and if we still can't find them than I won't eat chips today either."

The idea of your boyfriend willing to give up his snack for you makes you feel some type of way. Who does that? Your supportive boyfriend that's who. You tell him he doesn't have to do all that but he insists that its ok.

You smile "Thanks Izuku". He puts his bag of chips back in their place and grabs your hand to exit the convenience store.

You did find Takis at another store so both of snacked away when you both got home.

Bakugou

~Lowkey bullies you for it. But in a loving way.

~ Acts bothered every time you reject some of his food cuz it has dairy products but in his head he's like "Fuck I forgot!"

~ He was like "Tch pathetic" when you told him but when he sees how important being vegan is for you, he tries learning how to cook vegan recipes.

Your tummy growls you haven't eaten since breakfast. You have no idea what to cook though, last time you checked there was no vegan ingredients for you to cook something.

Your tummy growls again so you get up and get dressed to head out to buy some oat milk and a box of Life cereal. Its not much but at least you'll eat something.

You head to front door but then you hear someone scream "OI! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU GOING?!" you turn around scared shitless and see Bakugou in the kitchen holding two plates of food.

What the- is that the smell of Mac and Cheese? Is that the vegan cheese you buy for yourself!? You gasp "Katsuki! Did you made vegan Mac and Cheese?!" you ask excitedly. Truth is Bakugou has been practicing making vegan Mac and Cheese, but he wanted to make sure it was perfect for you.

He clicks his tongue "Tch yes you idiot. Now come over here and eat it fore I make you eat it!" you happily oblige. This meant more than he could ever know.

You two sit down and eat. He did a good job, it was really good.

"Mmm. Katsuki you should be vegan too."

"Hell no!"

Todoroki

~Yes this man respects you and everything you do

~ You're probably the first vegetarian he's ever met

~ When you told him he was taken aback a bit but immediately showed his support

You remember your first date with him. It was a surprise dinner at his place. You hadn't told him you were vegetarian cuz it just never came up. So when he set that stake he put hard work into in front of you, you were nervous to tell him.

He didn't notice anything. He takes some of his own stake and says "Here love." wanting to feed it to you but you go 🙊. He's confused, was there something wrong with the stake?

"What's wrong my love?" he asks a bit worried.

You sigh and fiddle with your fingers. "Shoto I'm really sorry for not telling you but...I'm vegetarian." you say not looking at him. You feel really bad that the stake he made is going to waste.

"Oh. You're vegetarian."

"Yeah."

"That means you don't eat meat right?"

"Yes."

"So what do you eat?"

Boy. You eat everything but meat lol 😭. Its ok baby was just too sheltered. You explain to him and when you're done he gets up and takes the two plates of stake away. You protest he can still eat his but he insists its ok. He wants to enjoy his cooking together.

So that night you guys made some delicious Soba Noodle Salad and enjoyed it together.

Kaminari

~ He's all cool with it. It doesn't matter to him

~He does forget a lot though.

~Like when he offers you some of his pepperoni pizza and then 10 seconds later, he's like "*Gaps* Sparks I'm so sorry I forgot!" 😭

Ever since you two began dating you guys have been hanging out together 24/7. (He's clingy as hell that's why) You guys study together, train together, and eat lunch together.

You have told him you're vegetarian, you have, but he's so goofy he forgets a lot. Its lunch time and you and him walk to the cafeteria together. You guys order your guys food and go sit at a table.

Listen, normally it would be Kaminari who would enjoy his non-vegetarian food. UA doesn't have that many vegetarian options so you would be the one watching him eat all like "Mm mm mm! 😋Sparks this is amazing try some... Wait... OMG I'm so sorry I forgot!" You're never bothered though as long as he eats something and is happy, you don't mind it.

Today though was the complete opposite though. There were some bomb vegetarian options and few meat options. So finally, you were going to enjoy something good! You're eating away and because it's been a long time since you were able to enjoy the school's food you were like, "MMMM! This is so good!!" and then you see Kaminari looking at you like😐.

"I'm sorry" you say a bit embarrassed.

He laughs and says "Aww, hey its ok. You never get to enjoy anything when we eat so go ahead" and smiles at you. You smile back and take some of your pasta and feed it to him. He eats it and says, "Holy shit this is good!" You both laughed and had a good lunch.

Kirishima

~ He respects and supports you being vegan.

~ No like actually hats off to you, he doesn't know how you do it.

~ He's the cutest carnivore there is so when he accepted the challenge of being vegan for a week he almost died.

He comes back from the gym, and he does not feel good. He felt like he was lacking in the gym recently and he thinks it's because he hasn't eaten meat. He's gets even more disappointed when he remembers he can't drink his protein milk! Fuck he felt like his world has stopped. Even though it's only been 5 hours.

You come out to greet him.

"Hi Kiri!" you say as you hug him.

"Hey baby" he says hugging you back.

You look up at him "Kiri I made lunch. Its vegan nuggets do you want some?" WTF vegan nuggets! Yes, the closest thing to meat ofc! He felt like he was saved, you guys go to the kitchen and sit down to eat. When he bites into his nugget he is met with disappointment. He tries not to show it though because he doesn't want to disappoint you, but you noticed immediately. "Kiri, are you ok?"

He tries to reassure you that he's fine but you don't let it go, so he gives in. He sighs "Baby, I'm sorry but these vegan nuggets are not it" he says pouting a bit. He really wanted to enjoy eating this with you but it's just not the same as meat. You giggle and tell him "Its ok. You can eat meat if you want. I don't care if you quit the challenge." Kiri looks at you. No, he's not going to quit the challenge he wants to make you proud. So, he goes on with the challenge.

The whole week was so stressful. Learning to read the ingredients to a snack and being disappointed he saw it contained dairy products was super annoying. He would drink his protein with water which he absolutely despised, but it was all good when you told him he can drink it with soy/oat milk. The memes he saw of people hating on vegans didn't help. Especially when the guys would eat meat in front of him and be so disrespectful about it 😭.

Then the week was over. You couldn't have been prouder of him. The moment he was free he ate all the burgers he wanted. As he should. Don't worry though, he gave you all his fries so both of you had a yummy meal.

[gothamite-rambler]

Batfamily Mitzvah: Bruce tried to make sure Selina never learned about cousin Linda

Context: As the family birthday gathering approaches—an event they can hardly stand—Kate discovers some new information about the bar mitzvah. Specifically, she learns that it's called a bar mitzvah for boys. With this fresh insight, she decides to make a surprise visit to share the news with her favorite cousin, Bruce Wayne… right in the middle of his date with Selina Kyle. Isn’t she thoughtful?

Kate strolled past the tables of a high-end restaurant, catching the attention of a few patrons who raised their eyebrows at her disheveled appearance. As she reached Bruce's table, she slapped her hand down dramatically on the surface to announce her arrival.

Kate: Bruce, have you—

Bruce: How were you able to enter this place? That's not an insult about your appearance; you already know how I feel about that. They won't allow people in unless they pay an entrance fee.

Kate (raised an eyebrow): Oh, like Golden Corral?

Bruce (frustrated): You know that's not the same.

Kate chuckled, snatching a piece of broccoli from his plate and quickly popping it into her mouth before Bruce could grab her hand.

Kate: I'm just messing with you. I told the guy at the front that I was your jilted mistress and that I'd stab him if he tried to stop me from confronting you.

She gestured toward the nervous reservation man, who trembled slightly and quickly raised his menu to hide his face as Kate waved. Bruce sighed, burying his face in his hands.

Selina (taking a sip of her wine): So I'm not the other woman? Nice.

Kate: Love your dress, Selina. You dumping him soon?

Selina laughed, shaking her head with a hint of bemusement.

Selina: You're not my type.

Kate (pointing to Bruce): He is?

Bruce (impatient): Hey, why are you really here? To embarrass me? Because it's not going to work this time.

Kate: I’ll just have to try harder then. Anyway, I messed up a few details about our cousin Linda's grandson's Bar Mitzvah. First, I got the name wrong; apparently, the girls have a Bat Mitzvah. Why didn't you tell me that?

Bruce: You mocked me for not knowing I’m Jewish, which was a mistake that can happen to anyone who watched their parents die in an alley.

Kate: I should have a jar for the times you use your orphan status as a get-out-of-jail-free card. A dollar every time it's used.

Selina (joking): You'd need more than one jar.

Bruce gave Selina a look of betrayal at her comments about him. Selina smiled, sipping from her wine glass.

Selina: I say that not to be mean, Brucie. It's just that sometimes you overuse it. Like avoiding a paintball event at your job because 'my parents were shot in an alleyway.'

Kate: Or when you ducked out of a wedding because you said it reminded you of 'Mom and Dad getting married.' You weren't even a thought when they got married.

Bruce (bending his fork): Kate, you skipped out on that wedding too!

Kate: Yeah, but I’m awesome and don’t need an excuse. I just said I wasn't going because Cousin Marty sucks and has been married nine times, and that bride number ten isn’t 'the one.'

Selina: How long did they last?

Kate: He's married to bride number twelve now. I’ve stopped bothering to learn their names, right, Bruce?

Bruce had his face covered again as Kate playfully slapped her hand against his back.

Bruce: Please circle back to the details about the Bar Mitzvah so you can leave.

Kate snapped her fingers, remembering why she originally made this visit.

Kate: I forgot the name of the synagogue, but I wrote down the directions. The party afterward is at The Grand Oak Banquet Hall, where Beth and I had our Bat Mitzvah—I got it right this time.

Kate slapped Bruce on the arm again while chuckling. Selina covered her mouth with her cloth napkin, nodding in agreement with a smile.

Kate: Linda is apparently going all out for this, and while I hate her so much, it's best we’re on our best behavior. She might put us in the will.

Bruce: I'm good.

Selina (interjecting): Linda was the one who stabbed her husband with a poker from the fireplace?

Kate: No, that was our great-aunt Susanna. Linda was the one who hit her husband with a car.

Selina (correctly guessing): After he slept with her sister, they stayed together not because they believed in marriage, but because that sister later died in a hospital fire.

Kate: That's the one! Damn, you remembered the fire too? Wow, cuzzo, you’ve got a great listener here.

Selina (pointing her thumb at Bruce): I've had decades of practice with this guy.

Bruce muttered curse words under his breath, still trying to comprehend how this was all happening during his date with Selina.

Bruce (muffled): Don't forget the part where you said you'd do the same to me after I told you the story.

Selina: I said it was on a list if you ever betrayed me.

Kate: Hot, smart, and vengeful. I can see why he loves you.

Selina: Aww, thanks.

Bruce (raising his voice): Can you just tell me why you’re here?!

Nearby patrons stared at the trio perplexed causing Bruce to blush with embarrassment. Kate smirked, pleased by his discomfort.

Kate: Right, so the Bar—not Bat—Mitzvah is going to be at that event hall at four in the afternoon, but we can be twenty or thirty minutes late. It gives us time to grab a few drinks at the bar next to the hall. I'm a regular there because of these events.

Bruce (lamenting): I hope they have strong drinks.

Kate (relating): Oh, they do. It's formal, and the color Linda picked is all shades of blue. Her son and his wife apparently have no say in the matter.

Selina (surprised): Oh wow. Wait, is it connected to an inheritance or will?

Kate (nodding): Yeah, she’s crazy but rich as hell. Like as rich as him.

Kate pointed to a mortified Bruce, who stared at his plate of steak, zoning out of the conversation, prompting Kate to flick him on the ear to get his attention.

Kate: As I was saying, she demanded blue everything because—

Kate cleared her throat.

Kate (hoity-toity New Yorker accent): "He's a boy, and boys love blue, and I'm payin' for it."

Bruce rubbed the temple of his forehead at how accurately Kate imitated their cousin. Selina listened with enjoyment, not touching her plate of salmon.

Kate: I'm thinking we could wear blue suits, but the shades need to be different because we aren’t matching. All right, Bruce? Bruce?

Selina (playfully hitting Bruce on the arm): Make sure your shade of blue doesn’t match hers.

Bruce rolled his eyes.

Bruce: Got it. Why aren’t you wearing a dress again, Kate? Worried it’ll look ridiculous on you?

Kate: I know I can rock a blue dress; I have in the past. But this is a protest so that Linda knows I’m into women and won’t try to set me up with her friend from the temple who totally can "change my mind about being a lesbian." I’ll wear combat boots and get a buzz cut until she sees and tolerates it. I’ve accepted that I’m never going to get to acceptance.

Kate chuckled at her own joke.

Selina (agreeing): I swear, my mother was the exact same way. I totally get wearing the suit.

Kate: Thank you, cousin-in-law. Hey, Bruce, I’m starving; I didn’t stop for food before making this important visit. I’m just going to do this real quick.

Kate took the knife next to Bruce’s plate and sliced a small piece of steak, chewing it for a few seconds while nodding.

Kate: Medium rare, good pick.

Bruce: Yeah, I was enjoying it too. Let me see if I got everything: You got the address to the synagogue, it’s at the banquet hall that side of the family has used since I was a child, Linda is insane but we have to behave so you can get her beach house in the will, the formal color for the event is blue because she’s crazy, and you want me to wear a darker shade of blue for my suit. Did I miss anything?

Kate: Bingo you got it all correct! And Lenny will be there; he got released from Oaks Asylum, and he’s going strong on being a vocal Batman truther. He hasn’t let up about that.

Selina (confused): Batman truther?

Bruce (exhausted): They think Batman is a mythical entity, which is why he always lurks in the night. They don’t consider that more crimes happen at night—nope, he's a cryptid. I stopped enjoying the rumor when it spiraled into other nonsensical conspiracy theories.

Kate quickly swiped a slice of potato from Bruce’s plate before he could react. He huffed in annoyance but reminded himself to stay calm since they were in a public restaurant.

Kate: To be fair, the guy wears a bat suit.

Selina giggled, enjoying the exchange as she sipped her wine.

Bruce: It’s not funny; he won't shut up about it. And you’re not one to talk, Kate.

Kate: Don’t be jelly; Batwoman looks better than you.

Bruce: Selina, am I actually unconscious in a hospital right now?

Selina (shaking her head): Sorry, this is real.

Kate (mocking her cousin): He’s upset I interrupted your date, like you won’t be having sex later.

Bruce groaned, tapping his fingers on the table as he desperately wished for Kate to leave.

Selina: She's not wrong, but Bruce, you've held off on asking if I want to attend this Bar Mitzvah.

Bruce: It’s better for your sanity if you don’t meet them.

Kate: Oh, come on, Bruce; she’s used to the crazier aspects of your life. She should come with us. The more the merrier… and Linda not talking to me. Fair warning, though: She likes to be called Aunt Linda by everyone except her kids, and she will ask you a ton of evasive questions about your criminal past. It's a good laugh once you realize she's batshit insane.

Selina: I've dealt with intense interrogations and my own insane family reunions. I don't mind—

Bruce (interrupting, at his limit): No, no, you are not coming. I'm doing this to protect you—

Kate (correcting): He's worried they'll embarrass him in front of you.

Bruce (pointing to the way she came in): Kate, leave! Thanks for the info, but leave now or I will have security drag you out of here.

Kate: I think I successfully embarrassed you enough, and you’re welcome. Just remember, in two weeks, we’re going to the synagogue. I know those places scare you because you’re a baby, but at least try to step foot in this one.

Bruce blinked with suppressed frustration, choosing not to reply.

Selina: That means he’ll do it.

Kate: Good, now you’re not eating that steak, and I’m still starving, so I’ll take this off your hands.

Kate quickly grabbed the plate that Bruce was still prodding at, earning a fierce glare from him. He resigned himself to the fact that he wouldn't be getting that plate back.

Kate: Oh, and this—

With a swift motion, she slapped her cousin across the face with enough force that he fell to the ground.

Bruce (high-pitched): WHY?!

Kate: I LOVED YOU, YOU BASTARD! YOU CAN HAVE HIM; HE'S BROUGHT ME NOTHING BUT GRIEF!

Selina (playing along): Yes, get out of here; he’s mine!

Kate: Good riddance.

Dramatically, Kate stormed out as Bruce recovered, sinking back into his chair while rubbing the stinging side of his face. The surrounding patrons looked on with mixed reactions—some were shocked, some disgusted by Bruce Wayne being a cheater, and two old men nodded in approval.

Selina: She is such a delight.

Bruce groaned, annoyed that he lost his meal and looked like a fool.

Bruce: She took my steak! Dang it.

Selina (sliding her plate over): Want my salmon? I'm full.

Bruce: I appreciate that; thank you. I can't believe I'm going to have to be around Linda, Lenny, and all of them. Selina, if you truly love me, please don't go.

Selina: I have insane family; I get it and won't go, but if you change your mind, I have a dress that's perfect for parties like this.

Bruce: Thank you, and I'll consider that, but for right now, let’s enjoy this date.

Selina nodded.

Selina (jokingly): You think people here will figure out she was your cousin?

Bruce closed his eyes and held his head down, sighing at that realization.

Bruce: I'm going to get her back for that.

1st part -> Batfamily Mitzvah

[grooviestsadpapaya]

Not to vent or anything serious but having a dad with Alzheimer’s is seriously devastating and I need to talk about it in a space where no one will say womp womp, because honestly yeah I do the same thing but I’m just so tired.

He’s so… confused. All the time. And it sucks to see. But at the same time he’s so filled with joy and wonder. It’s sad that he acts like a child most times but there are moments where it’s uplifting. It’s little things like him pointing out how many deer there are when we go on a drive, or reading what he sees out loud. He talks lovingly about his wife without realizing he’s talking to her. When I practice my violin he always says “I should get my guitar out and we should start a band”. And it’s fuckinnn hard dude. But I need to remember that these will be my last years with him. He’s also going to suffer a lot in the coming years and that’s a horrific thought for me.

And it is so much harder than just “he’s losing his memory”, like, my dad doesn’t eat much anymore. Like. At all. and we can’t do anything about it. He wears gloves in the house because he’s tarting to develop some pretty bad sensory problems relating to texture and temperature. He fights showers for the same reason.

Sorry for venting and I’ll probably delete this later, I just don’t like talking about it with people irl because they get uncomfortable with my grief, which like, yeah I get that that’s valid. But if I hear another womp womp from some broccoli top white boy with “dark humor” (disturbing lack of empathy) I might just crawl into an oven with some cookie dough

[a-fluffy-dog24]

Cute picture Dipper and Mabel with Stan. I have a fanfic where he babysits the twins super cute.

May /5/2000

5:00pm Michael and Catherine are dropping the twins at his uncle Stan’s so they can head to their late wedding anniversary.Catherine wanted to let Stan babysit and her mom can’t because she has the flu .Michael is a bit worried about leaving the babies with him. He doesn’t really know him that well,but he’s the only other person that can’t babysit on such short notice.Because he’s parents are on vacation."Are you sure you can take care of them for a night Stan.

Mabel is attached to her brother and Mason is very sensitive to new people are you really sur.." Michael ask him but Stan cuts his off"Mike I'm sure I can,I babysat you before right" "I don't remember that at all please just be careful" Michael pleaded. " I'm pretty sure besides I have my 12 year old employee to help me out"Stan reassures him. "Here my phone number just in case make sure to follow the list" Catherine tells him.Michael hands him the babies Stan holds them he blows on Mabel's belly she giggles and tickles Dipper he laughs.The twins are tiny the size of his hand Michael leaves on a date with his wife Catherine.

"What should we do with them first"he asked Soos "lets let the little dudes play" Soos suggested they play with the babies for a little bit. The twins are 10 months old and their hair is short curly light brown color . Dipper is wearing a green onesie with little trees on it.He picked up a black dog toy and played with it. Mabel is wearing a green onesie with little stars. Her hair was in two little ponytails. Mabel is playing with a cat stuffed animal then Mabel hugs Dipper he looks at Soos. Soos take a picture. Stan try to play with the babies to mixed results. “Raaa I’m going to eat you.. umm that what boys like right” he shows Dipper the plastic dinosaur. Dipper giggles looks up at him and babbles nonsense.As if to say in his own baby language thank for that wonderful reenactment of a great terrifying Tyrannosaurus rexs. He takes the Dino out of his hand and sucks on it. “Ok well I tried” he says.

5:30 pm " Oh no what's that smell" Stan groaned "I think some little dude made a poopy" Soos picks up Dipper he looks confused he wasn't to happy, about being taken away from his sister he screamed .Stan picks up Mabel she cries and reaches out for him "oh it's ok little dude you'll see her after I'm done"and Soos cleans him up and changes his diaper"Yea your ok sweetie" Stan kisses her on the cheek she smiles he puts her down then cleans her up and changes her diaper.And after they put the twins on the blanket and they crawl to Each other he hugs her and they have a happy reunion.

6:00 pm Dinner time They feed the babies mashed Broccoli and cut up spaghetti. The babies eat some of the food and are full but Dipper is more interested in throwing his food from his high chair onto the floor and he is fascinated by the affects of gravity. His bib he was wearing didn't prevent him from getting dirty. It blended into his onesie.He tried to eat his food by putting it through his face.

Mabel is enjoying decorating her high chair and her onesie, and the bib she was wearing did not help her from completing her masterpiece she threw it on the floor.They had a chocolate chip cookie for dessert. Stan spilled the cookie in half and they both excitedly picked it up and ate it. They think this new food thing tastes good and they want more.

"Oh no are you sure you don't need my help look at them"Soos ask see how the babies have food all over their faces and their clothes the babies stare at them. Mabel try to eat her hand Dipper stick his tongue out at them they are thinking were not messy we look great. "No I'm fine all I have to do is give them a bath and put them to bed but can you clean their high chair"Stan picks up the two dirty stinky babies, and carries them upstairs. "Sure you got it dude" after he leaves.

6:30pm bathtime

"Ok their you go sweetie" he puts her in the bath she splashes the water, she sticks out her tongue he laughs Dipper starts crawling away."Hey were you going you Little Goober" he grab him gently and Dipper wines he puts him in the bubbly tub.

He rinses them with warm water, he scrubs shampoo in Mabel's hair softly and gently lather her body. She grabs his nose, he smiles and rubs her little feet and she giggles. " Your turn"he rubs shampoo into Dipper's hair and he squirms and moves and hisses like a kitten. “Hold still kid I'm almost done, you smell like poop and you have spaghetti all over your face stop your crying you stinky need a to be washed” he scrubs his body. He rubs his belly Dipper giggles as the twins play, with the bubbles and toys.Mabel holds a bubble in her hand, Dipper touches it he doesn't understand what it is and pops it she cries.Because her brand new discovery is destroyed. "Oh no umm look at this" hands her a rubber ducky she calms down.

He rinses them off and they splashes water on him a little bit "hey stop it" he laugh.Then dries the babies off,brushed their hair and put their clean diapers and onesies on. Dipper onesie is a lammy it has ears and little a tail,Mabel's is piggy has little ears and a little tail. He picks them up and shows them the attic "see this is going to be your guys room when you come" the attic had some junk in it and plan walls. Mabel giggles and smiles Dipper eat his hand. He walks downstairs and he holds them and feed them their bottles,"I hope you two are happy a quit smoking because you both.It wasn't easy but I've stopped forever" the babies smile at him he looks at those little faces and believes it's worth it the twins are happy that he's healthy.Or maybe something else they look up at him they make weird faces,"don't puke on me again" he unfortunately remembers when they made that face earlier.He try to burps them they burp and he puts the babies in their crib tucked them in.

Bedtime 7:00 pm

He walks over to his chair and the twins look at him. He can only see little noses and their sad puppy dog eyes. They look at each other and think of a plan to get attention and they cry. He walks back over and they stop, he takes a step back and they cry again."Fine you can sleep with me" they all slept in his chair he wrapped and tucked them in with a warm blanket and cuddled them. "I wish you guys could’ve meet my brother. He would have loved you guys"

Dipper started to cry then Mabel started to cry hearing her brother cry "what is it" he said annoyed he cuddled Dipper trying to comfort him. “Shhh you’re ok Dippy I’m sorry for scaring you I just don’t know what’s wrong” he put his hand by Dipper's mouth by accident, Dipper teeths on Stan's finger "great I'm a teething ring now". Mabel stopped crying she is still awake "you up do you realize young lady, what you put me through tonight" she babbles nonsense

"good answer can you give me a kiss" she kisses his chin . "You know something you little pumpkin I love you" he kisses her on the cheek and she goes to sleep. Holding both of them he thinks about how cute they are and he loves them. He can't wait until they can start walking and talking so he can spend more time with them.He thinks about how the twins hate being separated his mom would tell him that him and his brother they hate being separated too as babies.And he and his brother acted just like the them at that age

"Wish you were here right now sixer" he said to himself and fell asleep."Stanford,...uncle Stan...Stan!" Michael wakes him up "I'm awake I'm awake your back". "How was it ?" He asks as Catherine picks up her babies and they sleep in her arms. "Great it was so fun" "nice did you everything on the list" she said.

"yes, change feed,bathe,put them down to sleep". Stan said bye to the twins he pats their heads softly "bye bye I love you" they hear him they smile in their sleep. "Thank you so much I can't wait to do this again bye"Catherine told him "bye see you soon".

September/ 2/ 2001

Stan is visiting the just turned two years olds twins ,The toddlers play hide and seek with him in the living room Stan pick them up.And he sits down on a light purple couch and put them on his knees Mabel was wearing a purple dress, Dipper was wearing red shirt and red teal shorts. The twins are learning to talk.They can say simple words like mommy,daddy,car,hungry.

"Piggy" she said "can you say great uncle Stan"he tried to get her to say "G..G..Gr..Grunkle Stan" she blurted out "close enough"he rubbed her head. "Grunkle Stan" Dipper repeats and giggles "I guess that's my name now hun" he tickles them they laugh and giggles.   

[caronaro-flipaclip]

Hello Nabiu enjoyers, I CREATED THE FIRST EVER AU [PROBABLY]

Okay, this is a long Post, so be prepared!

If you want to do anything with the Au or design, just tag me! :]]]

ANYWAYYYY

I INTRODUCE TO YOU-

LYCAN KAROTO!

This AU idea came to me when I thought of more angst and THEN noticed that the leylines seemed to be part of the plot. [Check video description!]

So, because I loved the glitchy concept and because I utterly love making weird things, I DECIDED TO MAKE THIS AU....SCENE....OC...VERSION?

Whatever you say-

SOOOL, LETS GET INTO THIS CONCEPT MORE! WHAT'S THE AU ABOUT AND HOW THE FRICK DID THIS HAPPEN-?

Well, our Story starts in the dear dark castle the Wizards nephew talked about, where in this AU the chair actually landed! Karoto is kinda having doubts about betraying Nabiu as they reach the end goal.

But just before they get to the chair, A LEYLINE RIPS RIGHT UNDER THEIR FEET, literally almost getting them both corrupted....but Karoto very much likes Nabiu now, so in a noble sacrifice?

Throws Nabiu away and let's himself fall into the pit.

At the same time, the Knight appears to finally catch up to these two only to find a concerned and distraught Nabiu...but also Wizzro comes! Mainly because this would be the last place and he wanted to make extra sure everything went well.

WELL, TILL OUR CORRUPTED BOI COMES FROM THE LEYLINE, WHICH ENSUES THE CORRUPTED BOSSFIGHT AGAINST A 27 [probably 29 at that point in the story] TEAM MEMBER.

So to share some ideas and doodles here!

This Fight would probably be pretty hard, BUT YOU GET WIZZRO AND BROCCOLI KNIGHT AS TEAM MEMBERS.

The form you see on the right is the main form, pretty much combining all the instruments the Dice provides and mashing them together into a monstrosity.

Instruments are in order: Flute, cymbals, trumpet, accordion, Banjo/Guitar and Electric guitar!

The Monster can still use its dice, but will probably either rig rolls by cheating or glitch to the dice to get its desired response. Can be dodged by throwing the dice yourself as it still affects the monster!

The forms being:

Flute: The flute has a sharp sense of sight with all its eyes, using the flute as a cannon and shooting point.

Cymbals: Will try to smash the player with the cymbals or throw them, being returned to them immediantly like a Frisbee.

Trumpet: Will make heavy noise waves to push others away, can vary and sound and might even suck stuff in!

Accordion: Noise waves but stronger, has the ability to stretch and slam into people and wrap itself around people due to its longness.

Guitar: Multiple arms to aim itself, strings to use to wrap around people and an glitched version of the normal attack Karoto performs.

Electric Guitar: Much faster than the Guitar, is able to shoot very unfocused electric beams everywhere, very good aligns and basically copies some of the lycan's abilities like teleporting.

THAT SHOULD BE ABOUT ALL

If you landed here, thank you for listening. :]]]

[asher-agere]

haiii!!! could you do regressor nikolai headcanons please? =)

:0 MY FAVORITE BOY. HIS TIME HAS CAME. I literally have a Nikolai cosplay he’s that much of my favorite. All homemade too! Well mostly, making his pants sounded confusing. But other than that completely homemade! So uhm. Yeah I like Nikolai a tiny bit guys

Little Nikolai

🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺

♢ Nikolai is definitely a kid regressor! He is the silliest little guy EVER. His caregiver should know that he’s a kid regressor! However there’s always the chance of Nikolai slipping younger right? Nikolai sees this as a prank opportunity! He’ll constantly act like a baby, babbling, sucking on his thumb, refusing to walk, insisting on a bottle. Baby stuff! But then random he’ll just be like “Oh no… You have amnesia! I’m not a baby! Come back!” Then he’ll shake his caregiver really hard as if they’re the one going crazy. The first time it was confusing. Since then it’s just typical Nikolai

♢ Nikolai will do a bunch of stuff he’s not supposed to! Bedtime is at 10 PM? At 10:30 he’s going to his caregiver “I can count really big y’know that? 1, 2…” No sweets before dinner? He can reach into his cape and pull sweets right out of the cupboard. He’s supposed to make his bed? Don’t even ask. He will literally drag the mattress off of the frame. This is a chaos child! He shall not be contained by rules! If he’s about to get a stern talking to (Never yelling of course!) he’ll just swish his cape and then he’s gone!

♢ It’s really rare for Nikolai to be sad. He’s a very energetic and happy baby! But when he’s sad it’s like a depression, nothing can really cheer him up, it can just be made slightly more comfortable. Sad Nikolai is also a polar opposite of how he usually is. He’ll be completely silent, compliant, and barely even move. The best thing that can be done is his caregiver holds him super tight and lets him watch a silly cartoon! It can take awhile, 2 hours is like a minimum of just sitting there watching the cartoons. But eventually he’ll slowly start shifting around, finding the energy to move, and he’ll start quietly babbling about the show!

♢ Nikolai loves to play pretend and dress up! He has so many clothes with crazy colors and designs, he’ll dress up both himself and his caregiver then insist that they’re going to work in the circus! He’ll pretend to do a bunch of circus acts, but then he wants circus treats of course! Cotton candy and funnel cake and popcorn… Popcorn is usually the only one he can get. Which he is upset about, and he will complain, but not to much! Popcorn is still super good!

♢ Nikolai likes snacks in general! He’ll play with his food a lot, his caregiver needs to remind him like a million times that he needs to actually eat. He’ll take a couple bites… Then the broccoli is attacking his chicken again! It’s an endless loop. Sometimes he does like it when his caregiver feeds him! Give him some kind of fidget toy to play with while his caregiver feeds him ‘airplanes’ of food. Very happy giggling baby!

♢ Nikolai loves telling stories using his toys! These stories can be very chaotic though. Sometimes it’s a peaceful story about friendship, other times it’s an intricate war plot that includes and underlying romance somehow. Nikolai’s general behavior honestly doesn’t change much when he’s regressed, he’s an energetic ball of chaos no matter what. Luckily this means his caregiver is used to his high energy though!

♢ Nikolai’s room is constantly a mess, however he’s able to navigate it perfectly! Anytime his caregiver tries walking in his room they’re stepping on everything, however Nikolai just steps and hops and he can get anywhere he might need to! Mainly from his door to his bed. But sometimes he needs to get to his comfy clothes or his toys!

🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺

Yay baby Nikolai! He’s such a chaotic handful. His poor caregiver must always be tired from dealing with his nonsense

[hky101]

Friends to Lovers /// Elias Pettersson

* i do not own the gif above!!

"this shit cost a lot," you were rapping with 21 as you cook in your apartment, enjoying a thursday off until someone rudely interrupted your session.

none other than the amazing, holly horvat.

"hey hey," you answer her facetime call as you see her and gunnar's face on the screen.

"hey you! how's your day off going," she asks and gunnar waves at the camera. you smile and wave back before answering, "cooking, maybe cleaning but i don't know. i'm kind of lazy right now. and then football! how about you?"

"calling to remind you about the party tomorrow! you know the boys will drag you out of bed if you don't come or forget and sleep instead. and you can meet petey since you guys have miraculously haven't met yet."

holly's been bothering you about him and how she wants to set you two up.

"yeah yeah, my so-called twin. just cause we have the same taste in music doesn't mean he is my twin. but okay, will be there! um, any last minute things you need that i can bring," you ask.

"just bring yourself and that's all i need."

"love you! and i think gunnar is getting cranky for food, definitely took on his dad for that. go feed the little beast," you joke.

"you're not wrong about that. see you tomorrow!" you plate your food and take a seat on the coach as the canucks game was in the 3rd period. tie game, you watched anxiously to see who would score and break the tie as the clock ticked down to under 2 minutes.

your phone rang again as you saw natalie miller call.

"drinks on you if my husband scores," she says before you can even say hello.

"same for you but i'm betting on my so-called twin." as you said those words, huggy gave the one-timer pass to petey who ripped it into the back of the net.

"drink on you girl!" you laugh as natalie groans.

"alright, damn it. my husband has failed me once again. okay, hun, see you tomorrow!" you hang up and place your empty dishes in the sink before heading into your room and dropping onto the bed.

Lights out!

Lights on as you check yourself out in the mirror. you wore black leather pants and a tight black top. needless to say, the outfit was hot but the face still had to be worked on.

as you finished up and applied a gloss over your red-painted lips, brock called asking if you wanted to catch the uber with him and his girlfriend since you guys lived in the same building.

"bless your soul, i'll be out in 5," you hang up and quickly throw on your heels, grab your phone and shoes before walking down to meet the couple.

"why do you always wear all black," brock questions.

"oh hey broccoli, i'm doing good thanks," you say while rolling your eyes.

"let's go, uber's here."

"damn, what a hottie!" holly hypes you up as she hugs you.

"says you, gunnar's got a hot mama." she smiled before leading you to her room to leave the keys there safe and sound.

you definitely look hot.

"petey won't be able to take his eyes off you, he's wearing all black too" she smirks

"there's probably more people wearing all black. i have limited colour in my life," you joke

"c'mon, let's go party!" she loops her arm with yours and pulls you back to the party.

after a bunch of mingling and chatting, you and quinn found yourselves partners for beer pong.

"quinner you suck. you went to umich and you suck at beer pong," you shove him.

"hey! don't shove me. so aggressive, and i don't suck." he defends himself.

"huggy bear," you taunt. "new partners," bo yells as you hear jimmy crooks playing.

"gotta throw a party for my day ones," you vibe as you didn't notice petey next to you.

"alright game on!" you turn to see him already looking at you.

"hi," he says.

"you better not suck at this," you reply as he looked surprised for a second before smiling.

"i'm one of the best," he says as he directs his attention to bo throwing.

he was cute, you found him cute in photos but he hit differently in person. the drinks were flowing in you as you were vibing and making shots. your partner was playing well, and you both dominated the match, although you missed the times he would look at you and smile.

after the game, you and petey went to the kitchen to refill drinks. you guys chatted quite a bit, getting comfortable and close. the others were happy to see you together and they knew they were right as soon as they saw both of you vibing out in the kitchen.

"i've been blowin' through the money like it grow on trees. i've been fuckin' on a French bitch, c'est la vie," you rap while dancing toward the girls.

"one more time! hit my line," you smile and hand holly the glass of water she asked for.

"so what do you think," she asks.

"he's cute, and fun to vibe with. he showed me his playlist and i felt like i was looking at my own. he's cool. he asked to hang out and i said yes, so we have a day planned. sunday after the game, cause we're going to be too hungover to hang out tomorrow. the game is an afternoon game so maybe a dinner or something. any other questions about him," you say in one go. you look at the girls who showed so much excitement and high-fived each other as you glance over to see brock shaking him and the boys cheering.

"you're coming to the game. and you're gonna wear his jersey."

you smiled to yourself thinking, how this could become something special.

sunday came around as you head out of your apartment and headed to the arena.

meeting holly, natalie and the kids, you head down with a beer in hand as the kids run to the glass. you smile as they wave at the boys. come coming to wave back and fist bump them. petey and brock came by with bo as they interacted with the kids.

cute.

"who's jersey are you wearing? better be my jersey cuz," brock yells.

"sorry cuz," you turn around to show the '40' on the back. the name was hidden from the hood and your hair but the number said more than enough.

"betrayal! you betrayed me for my best friend! how could you," the drama queen begins.

you made a half a heart and smiled since one hand was available. petey was smiling as he says, "good choice, someone that plays hockey better."

you laugh as brock tackles petey. you felt a tug on your leg as you look down to see one of the kids asking you to pick them up so they could see better.

the poor girl was tired of standing on her tippy toes. you happily pick her up, being careful of the drink and more importantly the little one.

the boys finally let go of each other as they see you point.

"who's that," you ask scottie. she leans towards the glass as you move forward so she can rest her hands there.

"uncle p," she yells and petey smiles as he brought his hand to the glass. the horn blows as the players head back to their rooms and we make our way to the suites.

the game ends with a win as you make your way down with the girls and kids to wait for the boys. elias has texted you to meet him there.

"hey! careful, don't fall!" you yell as scottie takes off. you speed behind her as she ran to the door where the boys were coming out from.

"i wanna see daddy,' she says looking for him.

"sweetheart, he is coming," you say, bent down to her level.

"i see him, daddy!" she runs to him as jt picks her up.

you see elias coming right behind him as his eyes scanned the area until they fell on you. you smile and wave as he smiled back and came to you.

"good game! nice shot," you say as you hug him. he relaxed in your arms as he hugged you back.

"thank you, but my body is so sore. i got bullied this game."

"you did but hey, 3-point night. there's a reason why you get picked on by the physical players," you say looking up at him.

"yeah but i still need to work on a lot of things," he quickly says as you both walk out the building. "did you drive here?"

"nope, i came with holls and the kids," you reply as you stood outside.

"alright, let's go and decide what we wanna do in my car."

"okay let's get food. im starving, what should we get?" petey asked as he started the car.

"um, what does your meal plan look like right now? healthy or junk," you ask knowing athletes have to follow plans.

"fuck it, i don't care right now. let's get pizza, im craving for it. it's been a while," he says.

he drove us to this cute little pizza place as we order to-go. you convinced him to hang out at home since he was sore and tired. we got 2 boxes and headed home.

you were not going to share your pizza which is why he ordered two boxes. he was the same, no one touches his pizza.

soon you both entered your apartment and went straight to the kitchen. you grabbed some plates as petey set down the boxes of pizza before taking his blazer off.

"screw the plates, let's just eat from the box. it's only us two and we're not sharing anyways," petey laughs grabbing his box, opening it and taking a bit of a slice.

"my thoughts exactly but i didn't know if you'd be okay with it. alright, you said you haven't seen the new season of f1 right? we are watching that! i have to see it still myself," you say grabbing your box and leading him to the living room.

he sits down next to you getting comfy as you throw on the fourth season of f1.

"what team are you supporting? this is a very important question that may change our friendship," you say half joking and half serious.

"i like the redbull, not to sound like a rookie fan but i really love how aggressive max is. the way he drives and pushes, it's like he really has no fear and nothing to lose. lewis is a great driver too but team redbull," he finishes.

"our friendship is untouched, i'm on the same page. personally, i find lewis like a pretty boy which he is a good-looking man but yes, max for the win!"

"good to know. but i also like gasly and his story," he added.

"right! it's so emotional and inspirational to what he has been able to achieve after going through so much. roman was just act of god," you say, feeling the same goosebumps and emotions as you rethink that episode.

"oh my god, that was just crazy. i couldn't believe my eyes. we forget sometimes how dangerous the sport can really be. would you ever go to a race," he asks looking at you.

"is that even a question? fuck yeah, it's on my bucket list! it would be so much fun," you say excitedly thinking about what the experience could be like. petey had so much admiration in his eyes as he thought about how he liked you so much already. he liked your smile and excitement over little things and he adores your child-like self when it comes to hot chocolate. he finds it so cute.

although he kept those thoughts to himself and himself only.

over time you and petey were close, not dating yet but basically best friends. you lost hope that he may feel the same as you did but in your mind he did.

reality, he felt the exact same.

december had begun as you were spending your friday night at home, cozy on the couch in a comfy pair of pj's and fuzzy warm socks. holding a warm christmas mug of hot chocolate as you watched beauty and the beast. the snow was falling lightly outside, and your apartment was a little messy from setting up christmas decorations and wrapping some gifts.

it was nearly midnight as you were about 2 thirds through the movie but you were interrupted by your phone ringing. you pause the movie and grab your phone to see quinn calling.

"yes huggy," you answer

"hey! can you, can you, can you- i forgot. damn it. what was i going to say." quinn questions himself and you picked up on the fact he is drunk. probably drunk with the boys and you're getting the pick-up call.

"send me your location, i'm coming to get you." you set your mug down and grab a jacket while staying on the phone with quinn to make sure he doesn't do anything dumb.

or well try to.

"oh yeah! i needed to call my uber, you're my personal uber. the amazing best friend. you know how much i appreciate you? have i ever told you that you're like the sister i never had? and how much i love you and how many times i've given pistol a brotherly lecture because i will fight any boy who breaks your heart," quinn continues to talk.

"love you too quinner. also, i don't see the reason why you are lecturing elias? he has done nothing," you say as you throw on your shoes and lock the apartment. "and roxy right?"

"yeah and i know he hasn't done anything. the boys including me are after him to do something! he's being a bitch."

you faintly hear in the back, "who do you think you're calling a bitch? you're a fucking bear."

"quinn hughes, do not tackle him-," you were too late as you could hear quinn drop the phone and petey yell.

"wait give me the phone, i wanna talk to her. she's mine," elias says in the back away from the phone.

oh god, you thought as your phone connects to the car and you drive off to get these drunk idiots.

"are you still there," you hear elias ask.

"yes elias, i'm here." you turn the heat up higher as you were feeling colder.

"there's my girl. you're my girl, my favourite girl. i love you so much," he drunkenly says. dragging out the 'so'

you were about to say something until petey starts talking again.

"you bear, get off me. let me talk to her, i don't care what you say or whatever best friend, brother, whatever!" you listen to the two argue as you make it to the parking lot.

"carefully come outside, it looks a little icy," you say as you kill the engine and get out in your pj's, shivering as the cold air breezes. "hurry up you drunk idiots!"

soon petey and huggy coming running out the door.

"hey slow down! there's an ice patch right-," you were too late again.

huggy slipped but balanced himself. however, petey slid right into huggy and they both went crashing down.

"ow, you stupid giraffe. why did you take me down," quinn complains.

"shut up, why did you stop right in front of me. you dumb bear," elias fired back.

"shut up and get up. it's cold and i need to check your guys for any injuries," you say and carefully help them up.

huggy was a-okay but elias found himself bleeding on his palm since landed on his hands.

you rush them to the car and take the spare shirt you had in your car and press it to his hand.

"keep the pressure there, i'll take a good look at home." you could tell the fall took a tool on petey and you brought them back to your apartment since it was closest and snow was falling heavier.

"huggy, you know where your stuff is in the spare bedroom. can you give elias his spare clothing as well please," you ask and huggy has left for the guest room.

you sit petey on the couch and bring a first aid kit. you remove the shirt and begin to clean the cut.

"ow, i don't like that. can you make the stinging stop," he asks as you cleaned it up, seeing the cut wasn't deep enough for stitches.

"sorry sorry, but that should be good. if it continues to bleed through the night into the morning then i'll take you to the hospital." he embraces you into a hug unexpectedly and lifts you off the ground.

"elias, put me down," you say, holding him tightly.

"we're going to sleep," he says making his way to your room

"okay, but i can walk elias. put me down."

he dumps you on your bed as you huff. you try to get off to go get him clothes but he sees that and shoves you back on the bed.

"why are you so aggressive," you joke and try again.

although this time you got whacked in the face with a pillow.

you grab a pillow and whack him back as he stumbles. you quickly get up and shove him on the bed.

"stay here, i'll go get you clothes. i'm pretty sure quinn changed and went to sleep. as always," you say and walk out of the room. quietly going into the spare room, you were right. it took everything in you to not laugh when you saw the way he was passed out on the bed. you grab some of elias's spare clothes and head back to find him staring at the back of his phone with a smile.

you throw the clothes at his face as he drops his phone.

"not nice love," he says as he goes to change. you pick his phone up off the floor and see a small polaroid of you two in the clear case.

a photo of you both leaning into each other while laughing and holding cups of hot chocolate. you smile remembering this moment and brock who took the photo. you didn't even notice petey came back until he was looking over your shoulder.

"that is one of my favourite photos of us," he says. you look over your shoulder to see him smiling at you and you return it.

"one of my favourites as well. and one of us baking cookies! that timer one with our cookies and mess of us trying to decorate a gingerbread man. that was fun," you say as you noticed him staring at you in a way that was making you feel butterflies.

his hand made its way to you face, moving a strand back before it rested on your cheek. he leant in as your heart began to race.

he's drunk, you remind yourself.

"elias, you're drunk." you placed a hand on his chest. you saw the hurt in his eyes as he backed away.

"i'm sober now," he responds, his hand dropping from your cheek to hold your hand.

"elias, get some sleep. we can talk in the morning," you say, squeezing his hand.

you knew he wasn't happy and he was hurt. as much as he nodded and let go of your hand trying to hide it. you saw right through.

he was heading out the door before you stopped him, "where are you going?"

"to sleep on the couch," he responded.

"elias no, you can sleep on my bed. you'll wake up with your back and neck hurting if you sleep on the couch," you say.

"you're not sleeping on the couch either." you both stared at each other for a moment. there was tension in the room before you hear elias mumble, "fuck it."

you looked at him confused as he pulled you to the bed and made you lay in it before he got it.

"are you sure-," you got cut off as always

"shut up and go to sleep." he turned away from you.

"you like cutting me off huh," you quietly say, not expecting him to hear you.

"always. now sleep."

the next morning was tense. you were making breakfast as elias sat on the kitchen stool, not helping you for once. it was quiet, all you could hear was the sizzling from your cooking and elias setting his glass of water down.

until a very cranky and grumpy quinn came down.

"morning grumpy," you say as you hear elias cover his laugh with a cough. of course, he understood your reference to the dwarf from snow white.

it took quinn a minute before he glared and mumbled a small, "fuck you."

you give him a glass of water and some advil for his headache as he takes it. you made some light breakfast and served it to the two hungover boys knowing their stomachs can't handle heavy food at the moment.

"what did you do to your hand," quinn asks as you look at elias's hand. "oh never mind, that's karma for taking me down."

"i have too much of a headache right now to deal with your dumb things," elias responds. he was more so finishing his food as quinn ate most but couldn't finish cause of how his stomach was.

"don't force yourself to eat it all now, you can have it later too. go get some more sleep," you say ruffling his hair. he smacks your hand away before heading back to his claimed room.

"same for you," you softly say to elias as you pick up quinn's dishes. "and is your hand still bleeding?"

"i haven't looked yet," he says monotone.

you place the empty dishes in the sink and cover the remaining food before keeping it aside. you head over to him and ask, "may i take a look?"

he hesitantly gives you his hand. you carefully take off the medical tape and gauze to see the cut is no longer bleeding and healing.

"okay, looks like it's healing really well. i'm going to clean some of the dried blood and reapply some medicine before wrapping it up again." you grab your first aid and do exactly as you said.

elias watched you, and you felt his gaze. the tension was so thick, and you wanted to hurry up and move away from how close you both were.

you finished wrapping his hand and say, "let me know if it starts to bleed at any point. we'll go to the hospital cause i don't trust myself that i'll know what to do if it does."

you backed away and put the kit away. as you were about to exit the kitchen, elias softly spoke, "i trust you."

you turned around to see him already looking at you.

"i know you do," you say with a smile.

a smile that didn't reach your eyes. and he saw right through it.

you both knew last night's moment is affecting you both. although none of you want to break the tension.

you went back to your room to shower and get ready for the day to do nothing.

as you exited the bathroom, as you saw elias sitting on your bed on his phone. he looked up to see you as you turned away to unwrap the towel and let your wet hair down.

you began to dry your hair with the towel as elias walked up to you. he grabbed the towel and began helping you, like he would do when you washed your hair. you closed your eyes, taking in the familiar feeling.

"you know, i wasn't drunk at the end of last night right?" you opened your eyes to see him put down the towel.

"i really loved that photo of us, but i also really love the one that is my phone background." he shows you his lock screen, a photo of him hugging you from behind as he has the biggest smile on his face while you were laughing.

"i also love this photo that you see in the back of my phone case. and this polaroid of us," he continues as he pulls out a polaroid from his wallet.

the polaroid of you hugging him while wearing his jersey as the lifted you off the floor after a big win.

"i also really love the person i'm with in these photos. do you know her?" you couldn't get any words out of your mouth.

"she's the most caring person, she's a child at heart which is something i find adorable. she's got a heart of gold, and she makes me happy. i love her smile, it makes me smile and happy to see her happy. her bad days become my bad days but she will make my days better. always. i love her hugs, one of the many things that i love to get. she's one of the most supportive supports i have. she'll review clips with me and she's a great passer for me to practice my one-timers. she's educated me to know all Disney movies and i love how she doesn't care about what others have to say. she's a hot chocolate addict, but she finds comfort in that drink. she appreciates little things, but she isn't into expensive stuff. she's always there when you need her, she always picks me up when im drunk. takes care of me and quinn especially. also, did i mention how good she is at cooking and baking? i love the fight she puts up, even though i'll never let her pay for anything while she's with me and always surprise her. she's one independent woman, i can say that. and i'm very proud of her and i'm thankful to have her in my life. and i could go on and on about her, but i think you get the idea." he finishes.

you stood there, staring at him feeling touched. no one has ever made you feel the way you felt right now. you've never heard anyone say or know so much about you as the man in front of you did.

okay well, maybe quinn who took on being the brother you never had but still.

elias walked up to you, his hands holding yours. "i mean every single word i said."

his hands made it up to your cheeks, as he softly spoke again, "you have a hold on my heart. i really do like you. actually, fuck that, i'm pretty sure i'm in love with you and i fall harder every day."

he leant in as you did as well. his lips meeting yours in a soft kiss. he pulled away, you smiled as he did too before kissing you harder.

you pulled away, resting your hands on his shoulders.

"i love you too petey." he had the biggest smile as he wrapped his arms around you before lifting you in the air and spinning you around.

he set you back down before kissing you again. you were having your moment until you heard, "hey! where did my food go? i want my food, i am a hungry hungover child!"

[ellethespaceunicorn]

Dennis and Wifey run into the ex-wife in the grocery store.

I see Dennis and Wifey ignoring ex-wife. There’s no bad blood or anything he’s moved on and he’s extremely happy with Wifey

Oh, Nonnie!! I agree 100% that Dennis and Wifey would ignore the fuck out of her. Ignore her entire existence. And I fucking love it. But I have an idea, and I want to throw it out there. I have a few thoughts:

firstly, I think Dennis spots his ex-wife in the frozen foods section at the end of the aisle

he whispers to you, telling you he’s got a plan

you’re lost for a second until he nods in the direction of his ex

you see her and instantly go from ten to one, you wanted to beat her ass but not in front of your husband and infant son

he tells you to go around the next aisle and come back at the end of this aisle

you wonder what he’s going to say to her and give him a quick peck on the cheek and a smack on the bottom as he fast-walks down the aisle

taking your son around the corner, you talk to him while he garbles nonsense at you

Dennis makes it to the next freezer door and pretends to be choosing between frozen peas and frozen broccoli

“Dennis?”

“Oh, Amelia. Didn’t see ya there”

that deflates her a bit and he loves to see it

“How have you been? You look well”

he knows he looks well, a great marriage based on love and honesty will do that for ya

but he doesn’t say exactly that

“Oh yeah, ya think? Well, I work out here and there”

he says this as he puts back the frozen peas and then flexes his bicep a little, just enough to make her salivate

“So how’s Lance? You two still together?”

honestly, he could care less, and he hopes the guy fell off a cliff or something

“Uh, we decided to go our separate ways. It was nobody’s fault”

yeah, sure it was, sweetie

“Huh. That sucks”

“Yeah”

he didn’t think she could shrink any smaller, but she does when you come around the corner

“Bubby, there you are! Did you get the broccoli?”

“Yes, sweetheart. Did DJ behave for you?”

“Of course, he did. Our little boy is perfect as always, babbling a mile a minute”

you both ignore Amelia as she gapes looking at you two sharing a kiss before Dennis leans in to blow a raspberry on DJ’s neck making him giggle

“Well, we have gotta get going. But, uh, see ya around”

“Bye, Dennis”

you and Dennis are already walking away before Amelia says goodbye

Dennis is taking DJ from the cart and holding him on one hip while he uses the other arm to smack you on the ass, making you turn to him and kiss him on the lips

as you make it around the corner, you both dissolve into a fit of giggles and have to catch your breath as DJ looks at you like you’ve lost your minds

I finally named Dennis’ wife. I don’t think she had a name if I can remember correctly. Anyway, because I am a research whore, I looked up evil names. Amelia Dyer is one of the most infamous serial killers in history, having killed over three hundred infants over thirty years during the 19th century in England. Dennis’ wife? Evil enough to be a baby murderer, the evilest thing you can do.

[rederiswrites]

Truly, spring is upon me, and I am working this health improvement for everything it's worth.

Four days ago, I managed to finish weeding the front herb beds, making this the first time I can recall that they were actually all caught up on weeding simultaneously. Weeding them is a skilled task, because it takes a trained eye to realize that in the middle of that clump of deadnettle and chickweed you're about to yank out, there is a single stem of French Tarragon that has somehow survived. I have yet, however, to give the last area I weeded a quick cultivation and then spread seeds for dill and cilantro and poppies.

Two days ago, I managed to clear and plant a solid twenty square feet of my kitchen garden (calling this and the field garden "gardens" feels....aspirational, given how much of them is actually just grass and weeds). So now I've got spinach and lettuce that may or may not recover from the wildlife, mustard greens, broccoli, cauliflower, collards, and kohlrabi planted. And then yesterday and today I managed to gather enough grass clippings to mulch it all. Grass clippings aren't an amazing mulch but they're certainly the one I have. The Boy helped rake, and @phantomtheraccoon collected the clippings and mulched the last of the garden, while I weeded the long-neglected space where the goth garden was two years ago and planted in a bunch of Solomon's Seal and Myoga (Japanese Ginger) I got off FB Marketplace.

There's more Solomon's seal yet to plant, but I'm going to put it in the odd shady nook at the front of the house that we call the Sculpture garden (also very much aspirational, as there are no sculptures), along with the lovely mix of ferns, heucheras, and hostas I've been collecting for the spot. All of which also need to be planted. I think that's like...fifteen plants plus a sack of solomon's seal that's been out of the ground bare-root for a week now. And I gotta clear turf to plant them. It's fine; don't worry about it.

Today after the raking and the hauling and the weeding and the planting, Phantom and I went on a whirlwind tour of the beautiful, sun-drenched (ow, the sun) spring countryside and grabbed cardboard boxes from a friend to mulch with, cheap strawberry and lily plants from another FB Marketplace listing, chick feed for the chicks that grow like balloons, and parsley from Walmart. Ahh, Walmart garden center. You suck, but you came through for me on this one thing. You had some really nice parsley.

And now, though it is dinner time if you're sensible, I have to see how much of the family I can rouse so we can prepare a bed for these strawberries, which are at this moment blooming and healthy and sitting, freshly dug today, in a plastic grocery bag on my deck.

All of which entirely ignores prepping ground to plant seeds and onion sets and in a week and a half it's time for peppers and tomatoes and EVERYTHING else to go in. Also the twenty or so trees and shrubs sitting behind the house in pots waiting to be planted out before the heat of summer comes.

Also this sack of sunchokes that is currently sprouting and growing sitting on my kitchen table, which I haven't yet figured out where to plant.

[gabbigail]

“He gets to touch you before me?”

Based on this bra I saw ^

A/N this is my first FA fiction I’ve written ever so constructive criticism is welcome also requests if you have any hit me up. :)

Warnings: smut MDNI cock teasing creampie unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) and sub!peter the use of a vibrator and a blowjob (m)

It was a Saturday night and as per usual Peter was out on patrol. You were at home cuddled into the couch with some dumb reality tv playing in the background.

It was common for this to be how you spent your days. Alone that is. Peter was caring and nurturing but being a hero to many was quite the job. You didn’t mind though because as long as you got him home at some point to cuddle and care for you it was worth it. (And how good his butt looks in latex)

It was around 11:30 and you were dozing off when you heard the door open, and Peter walking in. Of course the first thing he did was heat up whatever was on the stove, kiss you on your forehead and ask about your day. “How was your day bug?” “Fine thanks for asking, how was yours?” You always replied knowing he would always have the same answer. “Insane!!” It was cute how excited he always was to tell you about all of the things he did during the day. Today he was talking about an elderly lady. He walked over to you with his broccoli and chicken in hand expressing how cute and little she was.

After indulging in a little too much reality tv he wanted to tease you. He was laying on top of you and he stuck his hand underneath your shirt, hand snaking up your stomach and to your right boob. He was playing with your nipple and he could tell you were enjoying based on your shallow breaths

“I’ve missed you so much love.” “Aw I missed you too.” He unbuttoned your shirt to see a lovely bra with the infamous hero printed all over it “he gets to touch you before me?” “Jealous pretty boy?” He shook his head and you sunk down to the floor I front of him and slowly unbuckled his belt. When you pulled down the pants attached to the underwear his gorgeous cock sprung free, leaking pre cum from the light pink tip. “So gorgeous for me love.” You slowly started pumping his cock edging him on slowly. “Fu-fuck baby” and “just like that shit.” Coming out of his whiny little mouth

“Please fuck me.” “Not so fast pretty boy.” He was always so eager for you. But you wanted this to last as long as possible. You pumped his cock at a furious pace and licked the tip with tiny kitten licks. He was bucking his hips into your mouth at this point. “Fuck your so gorgeous.” “Taking me so well.” “Please I’m so close.” The words only made you want him to beg more. His cock was angry a bright red and he was so hard it was probably painful. You sprung your tits out of the bra for extra help bringing him pummeling to the finish line. “Fuckk if you don’t stop I’m gonna cum.” So just like that you stopped.

You stood up and walked to the bedroom. “Baby pleaseee where are you going??” “You’ll see!!” You yelled back with a smirk apparent on your lips. A few moments later you returned with a magic wand vibrator in hand. You heard Peter swear under his breath. Knowing what he was in for. You walked over pushing your panties down and off your legs. You straddled him on the couch hovering over his dick. “Fuck your such a tease.” You smiled knowing it fucking pissed him off when you teased.

Slowly you suck down on his cock squeezing and forcing out your name along with many cuss words. “Your so gorgeous you know that right” Peter looked up at you with lust covered eyes. You kissed him and turned on the vibrator. You pressed it to where you two met Peter felt it in his core knowing he was wasn’t going to last. “I’m so close please let me cum.” He fucked you at a furious pace hitting your cervix causing you to squeal all high pitched. “Im gonna fuck my cum right Into you and make you so full.” You squeezed him tight. “Are you close sweet girl?” “Yes, love” he fucked you harder pushing the vibrator hard to your clit. Causing extreme waves of pleasure to go through you.

“Im cumming!!” You squeezed around him a final time creaming all over his cock watching it pool around his shaft as he pumped in and out of you. “Shit me too f-fuck.” Shooting white stings of his load straight to your womb. “Fuck i really should wear Spider-Man undergarments more often as you winked at him pulling his soft dick out of you as you both hissed at the feeling of contact. Peter got a washcloth and cleaned you up. You thought the night was over when all of a sudden.. “hey babe” “yeah Pete?” “I wanna try something.” You just giggled and replied with yeah I’m down. He grabbed the vibrator and pressed it to your clit, you weren’t expecting the sensitivity you had from your post orgasm haze. It felt like pure bliss. He started pumping two fingers into you and hitting your g spot. “Fuck Peter” “making me feel so good” you were close to coming. Like so close and it was coming at a rapid pace all of sudden you view went white from pleasure overwhelmed feeling everything release. You squirted on Peter. Like all over him. “Holy. Shit.” His grey short sleeve was soaked in your juices he cooed you coming down with “that’s my girl.” “Taste so good sweet girl.” He said while licking up and down your slits cleaning up your past orgasms. “Fuck that was intense. Where did you see that?” “ I might’ve googled some things he winked at you.” “And I wanted spidey over there he pointed to the discarded bra on the floor, to know who exactly you belonged to. “You always you Peter.”

[gaybananabread]

Hiii!!! Would you mind writing a fic with lee reader and ler todoroki? Probably the reader is best friend with uraraka and midoriya. Since uraraka knows that the reader have a crush on todoroki, and midoriya know that the reader is super tickles. Both of them decided to create a situation where todoroki tickles the reader lol And the reader was like "ofc this is uraraka's and midoriya's doing!", and both of the reader bestie were just laughing from behind seeing the reader got wrecked by his biggest crush P.S. the reader can be male/gender neutral (up to you), and please no foot/palm tickles, thank you so much!!

This is my first time writing a reader insertttt I hope this doesn't suck. This is waaay later than i wanted to get this out (T~T). Sorry for the delay, Enjoy!

Lee: Gender Neutral Reader

Ler: Todoroki

Summary: You have a massive crush on Todoroki. Your friends Midoriya and Uraraka have the perfect idea for you two to bond. Unbeknownst to you, it's a little sillier than you ever could have imagined.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!

To say you liked Todoroki is an understatement. You were crazy for the guy. His stoic attitude, his gentle smiles, his soft laugh. Every interaction sent a flurry of butterflies loose in your belly. Your friends knew this well.

Midoriya and Uraraka were your closest friends. Every time you would sneakily glance at Todoroki, or volunteer to spar with him, they would gossip to eachother like grade schoolers. They knew one thing: they had to set you two up. And they had the perfect idea.

Thanks to a random dorm argument, Midoriya and Iida found out you were ticklish. A few pokes to the side during their bickering had led to a tickle fight, in which you lost. Badly.

As for Uraraka, she had been taking note of both Todoroki's and your favorite things. Like movies, drinks, foods, anything she could compare. Turns out you guys had decently similar tastes.

With this knowledge, they got together and finished planning the lovely interaction, with a twist. One that was sure to get you two together.

Over the next week, Midoriya subtly dropped hints about your ticklishness to Todoroki. He mentioned the tickle fight during a hang out, in which you had badly lost. The bi-quirked teen seemed mildly interested, storing the information for later. The broccoli boy also made sure to poke your sides a few times around Todoroki, making you yelp and huff each time.

Uraraka mentioned some of your similarities to Todoroki when she got the chance, a food or movie you both enjoyed. She then would hint that you've been a bit down lately, which wasn't entirely untrue. You had been moping about being single lately. She just played it up.

They kept you in the dark about it all, not wanting to scare you off of the idea before it was ready. You had your suspicions, but not enough to actually look into it.

Finally, the time came. They had told everyone to stay out of the main dorm area for a few hours, promising ice cream in return. It was a bit expensive, but worth it for you two.

Uraraka had you seated on one of the couches, staring off into space. Midoriya had told Todoroki to check on you, maybe cheer you up in the process. With the two of you in a room, alone, everything was coming together. They were watching from the sidelines, of course. They wouldn't miss this for the world.

Todoroki came up to you, trying his best to be subtle. "Hey (y/n), how are you?"

You snap your head up, hearing him speak. Your voice is a bit shaky from surprise. You hadn't expected him. "Oh, um, I'm fine. Why do you ask?"

He takes your surprise for uneasiness, sitting down beside you. He smiles softly, trying to seem open. "Just checking in. You've been a bit down lately."

His smile sends a small swarm of butterflies fluttering in your chest. Your eyes widen as he sits by you, the closeness a bit shocking. He normally kept his distance. "I-I mean, I guess I have been. It's nothing to worry about though."

Tapping his fingers, Todo tried to think of something to say. He wasn't the best with emotions, and he could tell you were hiding something. He cares about you, he just doesn't show it. "That's good to hear. Just, uh, talk to me if you need anything."

He smiled and poked your side, trying to be friendly. He was a bit surprised at the noise he got in return. An idea formed in his head, inspired by Midoriya's actions over the past few days.

Leaning a bit closer, Todoroki slowly inches a hand towards your side. "You know (y/n), laughter can sometimes be the best medicine. It can help cheer you up."

You catch onto his plan just a moment too late. "Todoroki, wa-AGH!"

Todoroki squeezes at your side, a small and mischievous smile on his face. To your dismay, your cheeks quickly redden, turning a lovely cherry red. Butterflies explode in your stomach, coupled by the tingling feeling of the tickling.

He sees all of this, a small chuckle escaping him. You look kind of cute like this. He brings his other hand to your stomach, scribbling across the sensitive skin. Nearby, two teens high-five while snickering.

Your giggling gives way to laughter as he scribbles, pokes and squeezes your sensitive midsection. You slowly connect the dots, Midoriya's poking, Uraraka's misplaced concern. They are so dead when this is over...

He doesn't know how to feel when you start to laugh. A million thoughts race through his head, his heart a melting-pot of emotions. All he knew what that he loved your laugh, and never wanted it to stop. A very small, light pink tint comes to his cheeks as he gets closer, trying and succeeding to box you in on the couch. You're trapped.

His hand starts to explore your torso, poking and pinching every ticklish inch of it. His smile widens at every surprised squeak and snort, his blush deepening just a smidge. He couldn't explain it. Seeing you smile and laugh just made him happy.

You see his reaction and your stomach explodes in butterflies, your heart rate doubling. It would be cute if he wasn't busy killing you.

He uses one hand to gather yours, pinning your arms over your head. It was a bit more forward than he was used to, but he did it with a small smile. You could swear that your heart was about to explode.

A smirk forms on his lips, happy and smug. Todoroki's confidence with you is growing, his playful side finally coming out. He slowly walks one hand up to your armpit, making sure to tease the skin along the way with a small scribble or scratch.

When he does reach the sensitive spot, he chuckles before digging in, making sure to be fast and rough. His timidness from the beginning of the interaction is long gone, leaving only giddy smiles and forward actions.

You, on the other hand, were about ready to lose your shit. The intense buzzing in your armpit trickles down to your ribs, your entire left side practically on fire (hehe) with the feeling. The hand still poking and prodding at your stomach was just adding insult to injury.

"You have a cute laugh. You should let me hear it more often." Todoroki's voice is surprisingly teasing, a hint of flirtiness edging in. He's having fun.

The firey blush on your face seems down to your neck, the butterflies attacking your stomach. This man... you don't know if you'll survive this interaction. How are you ever gonna be around him again without thinking of this?

This continued for a few minutes, you laughing your heart out while Todoroki turns your brain to mush. Your laughter has a bit of a raspy edge to it, and Todo knows it's time to stop. He slows his hands down, slowly ceasing the tickling. Releasing your arms, he sits back and looks you over.

You're still giggling like a dork, trying to regain both your breath and composure. Your face is bright red, tears of mirth shining in the corners of your eyes. He would be a liar if he said you didn't look adorable. He does worry when you don't say anything, thinking he crossed a line.

"Are you alright (y/n)? I didn't mean to overdo it, did I go too far?" He sounds guilty and apologetic. This was some of the most emotion you've ever heard him express.

You prop yourself up on your elbows, forcing yourself to look him in the eyes. You comfort him before the bubbly feeling in your chest chokes you up. "Hey, you're fine. That was just... intense, is all."

He softly smiles as you reassure him, loving the blush on your cheeks and the happy smile that you're trying to hide. A familiar feeling settles in his chest, but he finally puts a name to it. He had known you felt different to him, but only then did he realize why. He... likes you. A lot.

Biting his lip, he leans in closer to you. Before you have the chance to stutter and get flustered, he presses his lips against yours. Your eyes go wide before relaxing, closing as you smile into the kiss. It's soft and sweet, telling you everything he was thinking.

He pulls away after a second, way too early in your eyes, an apology already forming on his lips. You don't let him say a word, crashing your lips into his. This time, the kiss is excited and passionate, conveying that you had felt this way for a long while. He returns it, cupping the back of your head. The two of you wouldn't be leaving that couch for a while.

Meanwhile, Uraraka and Midoriya are giggling like schoolgirls, high-fiving as they watch their plan finally come together.

Needless to say, Todoroki and you get together. Your best friends obviously take all their deserved credit for hooking you two up, never letting you live down how it happened. It's worth it, however, to be with him. It always will be.

[fandom-junk-drawer]

The Witcher Headcanon (Modern Au) - Error 404 Brain Not Found: Bonus Scene - Part 15

It started with Jaskier laughing at Yennefer sneezing her mouth full of salad on the kitchen table while he was in the middle of eating. A few bits of his ham and cheese sandwich tumbled out of his mouth, landing in his glass of tea. "F**khh--!"

"Ha!" Yennefer laughed, "That's what you get!"

Jaskier opened his mouth and showed Yennefer the rest of his chewed up sandwich just to be childish. It fell into his glass.

"Godsd*mmit!" He snarled vehemently as Yennefer cackled.

Geralt took the glass, stirred the mess with the straw, then handed it back to Jaskier and said, "I dare you to drink it!"

Jaskier hesitated for a second. He'd eaten worse. H*ll, he'd licked a gas station toilet seat once! This was nothing! It was just tea and some wet bread. He drank the soggy mess.

"Meh," he said with a shrug. "Kind of bland, actually."

Geralt took the glass and sniffed the little bit of sludge left at the bottom, then drank it. "I'd give it a 2 out of 10."

Jaskier took the glass back and poured in a little milk, added a handful of crumbled up crisps, a spoonful of mustard, and a splash of orange juice.

And unspoken contest had just begun. Yennefer watched mutely as Jaskier drank half the concoction, then passed the other half to Geralt. They both made faces and gave their opinions on the taste.

"That tastes like a f**ked up Dreamsicle!" Jaskier announced, making a face. Geralt gagging slightly on the crisp mush, nodded his agreement.

The glass was rinsed out, and this time, a soda was poured into it. Geralt added a handful of M&Ms, a piece of leftover fried fish from last night's dinner, mayonnaise, and a scoop of pineapple pieces into the blender. This was then poured into the glass of soda.

Geralt and Jaskier each drank some.

"EEaaaUUGGGHHHH!"

"HhhUURRRGhhh!"

"You're both morons!" Yennefer said, laughing at the faces they were making as they tried to get the taste out of their mouths.

The next 'drink' consisted of spaghetti, grape juice, Lucky Charms, soy sauce, and a Snickers bar. The drink was divided and then consumed. It was chunky, and Geralt was having a little trouble getting it down. He took a breath, and sucked it down in one go.

Jaskier was trying to drink his portion as fast as he could, trying not to think too much about the chunky bits. Yennefer was holding her breath when he gagged and she saw his cheeks puff up before he swallowed heavily with a shudder.

"That tasted horrid!" He said weakly.

"It wasn't that bad," Geralt claimed.

"Bullsh*t, I saw you gag, too! And you cheated! You did that guzzling trick, so of course you didn't really taste it!"

Uh-oh, they were arguing. Yennefer hoped that maybe this whole stupid game was going to end. Unfortunately no, it was not over yet. Her boys were dumber than she'd given them credit for.

"Okay," Geralt said, "Let's just blend them up really well, and drink them with straws."

"How about we each make one and split them?"

"Hm. Good idea!"

Jaskier's creation included broccoli, bacon grease, lemon juice, half a slice of supreme pizza, peanut butter crackers, half a bottle of A** Reaper Hot Sauce, and some crumbled up chocolate cake.

Geralt's mixture contained milk, raw eggs, some kind of powdered fruit-flavored drink mix, mustard, breakfast sausage, and two sardines.

"You're going to get sick!" Yennefer warned as she watched Geralt spoon a heaping mound of chili paste into the blender.

Geralt would probably just get a mild stomach ache, but Jaskier with his acid reflux? Oh, he was going to be hurting.

"Hm!" Geralt grunted dismissively

She tried one more time to be the voice of reason as the two morons divided the Horror Cocktails between them.

"Jaskier, babe, you probably shouldn't drink that. It's going aggravate your acid reflux. Remember what happened with the Firecracker shrimp--!"

"Hush, witch, this is man business!"

"Fine, give yourselves the sh*ts, "

"Where are you going?"

"To the back yard to dig the hole I'm going to bury your stupid a** in."

Jaskier stuck his tongue out at her while simultaneously giving her the finger as she left.

"Mine first!" Jaskier said, pouring half the slurry he'd made into two glasses. He added a straw to each, then pushed one glass over to Geralt. They clinked their glasses together, and seconds later, Geralt and Jaskier were sucking down the liquefied horror.

Their exclamations of revulsion could be heard all the way to Yennefer's bedroom. They were quickly followed by the sounds of two men who were convinced their tongues were on fire.

I'm living with dumba**es. Yennefer thought to herself as she listened to them drink the sludge Geralt had made, then curse and blow and pant and make gargling noises as they chugged milk to kill the burn.

She could picture it so clearly. Jaskier and Geralt dancing around the kitchen, swearing and panting. They would be huffing long breaths in through their mouths to cool the burning sensation. Their lips would be on fire.

Geralt had heard somewhere that hair absorbed the oils that caused the burning, so they would both be rubbing handfuls of Geralt's hair on their mouths and tongues.

The noises died down after a few minutes, and Yennefer went back to her book. Her peace was disrupted about an hour later by the sounds of two jacka**es experiencing stomach issues. Geralt was in the upstairs bathroom, and Jaskier was in the downstairs, both of them sh*tting what felt like liquid fire.

When the smell began seeping out into the rest of the house, Yennefer opened a few windows and shoved some towels into the gaps under the bathroom doors. She felt only a tiny bit bad about trapping her boys in there with the horrible stench, but hey, natural consequences.

Geralt was confused and mortified as he sat on the toilet in an expanding miasma that was making him gag. He was a Witcher, and he wasn't supposed to have problems like this! F**k, he could eat roadkill, or eat out of the garbage and be fine! Witchers were made to survive on anything, they weren't supposed to get the sh*ts from a little mixed up food! His bowels cramped painfully...

Jaskier was shaking on the downstairs toilet. His stomach and his a**hole were aflame. Oh gods, this was worse than the Firecracker Shrimp incident! The heartburn, the acid in the back of his throat, the fire in his guts... This was Hell. He was in Hell. There was no other place he could be. It was pain and misery, and was that brimstone he smelled? Phew! That was rancid! Oh, sh*t, he was drooling...

Geralt: *unintelligeble cursing*

Jaskier: *barfing and sh*tting simultaneously*

Geralt: *terrifying explosive noises*

Jaskier: My a**hole's on fire!

Yennefer did the only thing she could think of to help in the situation. She cranked the volume of the stereo up, and played "Ring of Fire" by Johnny Cash.

Howls of outrage and distressed digestive noises rang out from the bathrooms.