#the teddy bear is not for them to run around with it is a social emotional tool. it says that on the bear.

[howtobeamagicalgirl]

The assistant manager was bitchy about my classroom being messy and unorganized while I was out sick, and apparently, while I was gone, she set out a bucket of toys that were set aside for outdoor play (visibly covered in dirt), put out a teaching tool as a toy (pieces now scattered around the room), and put paper and borders up on my bulletin boards (with staples, which aren't allowed in my classroom. We have to use tape. And now there are staples all over my classroom carpets).

[bruciemilf]

I know this is a DC blog but I NEED dad Logan. Get that murder teddy bear some kids ASAP.

Fancast + non canon Headcanons ahead.

BOBBY MY BELOVED / 16

“Sure everything in my life is terrible. But at LEAST I’m gay”

Makes pop culture references Logan doesn’t understand. “Logan threw the first brick at stonewall” “what are you SAYING” “he’s an ally”

Can, will, and has gaslight Logan into thinking he’s homophobic just for not letting Bobby do what he wants

Stole a beer from Logan once and they found him drunk crying at 3 am. He calls Logan to apologize about it. “I’m sO sorryyy. You know I love you??” “Go to bed” “noOoo” Logan is next to him.

Has a secret YouTube channel and everyone watches for Logan interactions specifically

Mabel Pines coded

KITTY… that’s his half pint your honor. / 17

Logan is terrified. Why are you such an easy kid. Why aren’t you rebelling? Why isn’t defiance bleeding on your fists?

Why aren’t you clawing and biting and snarling for your freedom? Why aren’t you being a kid? Who do I have to skin-

Daughters are not supposed to exist quietly.

I hc that Kitty’s family is extremely unsupportive of her being a mutant, — but they’re just traditional in general. Specifically she’s petrified of being around/existing along men.

Certified babysitter when Logan’s not around. She’s so big sister.

“guys!1!11!!!! mr. Logan said not to do that!1!1!1”

Logan BEGS her to be a shitty teenager for like 10 minutes. Be bratty!!! Tell him to fuck off! Throw a tantrum!!!! “But I’m not a kid.” “You’re MY kid.”

JUBILEEE daddy’s girl / 15

Problem Child TM

Plays Rock n Roll by Avril Lavigne at 4 am to piss Logan and her siblings off when they annoy her

Grounded all the time but if she fake cries Logan will shamefully relent.

Always puts Logan’s patience to the test because she anticipates him leaving/giving up on her

Foster child with issues. She spent half her life looking for people and the other half being abandoned by them. This won’t be any different.

Except Logan is very good at fighting destiny.

Your honor I don’t CARE Logan is made to be a girl dad!!!!

“On the spectrum. Not saying which one”

STRONG she/they energy

Most affectionate with Logan out of all the kiddos. Her love language is terrible pancake making (Logan eats them anyway) and cat cuddling.

ADHD icon

LAURA (murder baby) / 7

Brings dead birds/mice to her family members (affectionate)

Charles has the bright idea to enroll her in school with the kids. “It’s important for children to socialize with peers their own ages.” “Can’t socialize if they’re all DEAD.”

That meme of the little boy and his father with an arrow in his shoulder

Youngest child privilege

Steals Bobby’s phone and shoot’s hilariously off angle family vlogs. One of them includes her stealing Logan’s motorcycle while he runs after her

[mrsrookhunt]

The BSD men falling asleep on you

Nikolai, Mushitaro, Sigma, Lovecraft, Jouno & Ango

(Is this my unofficial announcement that I write for Ango now? Yes, yes it is.)

Nikolai Gogol

Nikolai had been running on pure coffee and imagination-fueled fumes all day long after a night of two hours of sleep the day before.

Finally, at 11 o' clock at night he seems to run out of jokes, nudging his head into your lap while you read a book he deemed 'stupid and emotional' earlier in the day before you caught him crying in the bathroom, on chapter 4, a few hours later.

He always had the energy of a pack of wild toddlers in their natural habitat, tired or not, so it startled you to find him snoring and already drooling on your lap in just a few minutes.

He had a firm grasp on your arm, snuggling it like a teddy bear, and was otherwise halfway draped across you, in a dead sleep you didn't want to wake him up from.

Instead, you stroked his hair and tried to make yourself comfortable on the couch, pausing the TV and listening to his snores, the quietest you'd ever heard a sound out of him.

It wouldn't be the best sleep either of you ever got, but it would suffice to recharge the both of you for another day.

Mushitaro Oguri

Your dear Mushi, tired? Outwardly? A miracle. When he curls up on top of you during a bubble bath that was supposed to be exclusively yours, excitement courses through you, giggling at this cat-like posture. You tease him for a moment, but when he meets your eyes, you see that he's struggling to keep them open.

His motives are clear; he's jumped in your hot warm bath just to fall asleep on you.

Normally, every night he likes to sleep with his head to your chest so he can hear your heartbeat, but tonight he's too exhausted to even wait until bedtime, which, to his credit, is still several hours away.

You let him rest, rubbing his shoulders and back while he slips into a gentle bathtime snooze.

Kissing his head a few times, you pour a bit of warm water over him and change your posture so that the water laps over his body.

He grumbles, but barely stirs.

"Shh, Mushi, go back to sleep."

He gladly obliges.

Sigma

Sigma is generally exhausted, that's nothing new for him, but today sleep is overtaking him faster than he can prepare for it.

It's not long before he's layed out across your lap while you sit in bed, scrolling through social media, splayed out like a starfish and looking for your attention.

For a moment, you think he wants to cuddle, but it's clear that it won't be a long cuddling session. He just wants you to cuddle up with him so he can sleep properly.

When you put down your phone, he's already reaching out for you, fingertips gracefully sliding down your face. He brings your face closer, guiding you downwards for a nuzzle. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you into an embrace, breath slowing down.

His eyes are only lightly closed, but you know better than to disturb him. He's got so much going on; while you've never seen him nap, you want to encourage it. He needs rest and self-care, and those are things that he puts far, far down his list of priorities most nights.

You quickly reach to shut off the bedside lamp and snuggle him tighter, pulling the blankets over you two.

Extra sleep would be good for the both of you.

H.P. Lovecraft

He is the ultimate sleeper normally, and while it takes more than some poking and prodding to wake him up, you still hesitate to disturb him when he drops, already half-asleep as usual, into your lap as you clack at your desktop computer.

He can't possibly be comfortable, body on the floor, with his neck stretched to inhuman heights to reach your lap. You giggle under your breath; his bodily distortions are something you've come to be quite comfortable with, and with minimal effort, you slide a hand down his lengthened neck and tickle him at the base of his collarbone.

He opens his eyes with an unamused snap and a slight furrow at his brow, wondering what the issue is.

With a sigh, you remind him that you're working, and that if he wants to sleep on you, he'll have to wait for a few more minutes.

He groans, rustling to the bed five whole steps away with the apathy of a sloth, annoyed at your rejection.

As much as you like to have him in your lap, he does it so often that it has made you get behind in your tasks many times.

You sense a glare as you continue typing, a little slower in hopes of being quieter so that he could sleep, but it is clearly to no avail, as his gaze is burning searing holes in your head and he is very evidently not going to sleep without you tonight.

You shut down your computer and put on the same relaxing beach-side sounds you do every night to calm your favorite ocean man, and you sweep into the bed beside him, pulling his head into the crook of your neck. He's tall, too tall for the bed, but curled up in such a position that he feels smaller than you.

He lets out a soft, contented growl, happy with your affections, before dropping off into dreamland, expectantly waiting for you to follow.

Jouno Saigiku

He's definitely only doing this because you hinted that you liked it.

Prideful as always, he insists that he's just tired, but you know he just wants you to croon over his actions and give him your undivided attention.

He pretends to fall asleep faster than he actually does, "sleep"-biting your wrist, a little smirk present on his face when you groan.

Always the sadist.

You roll him off your lap playfully, careful to make sure he won't hit his head on the bed posts.

You try to drift off to sleep yourself, certain that he'll keep teasing if you don't.

You jolt as he pulls you by the ear, frowning.

Apparently, he's dead set; he wants to fall asleep on you tonight. In a flash, his much-larger frame is pressed on top of you, and he's got you in a tight, inescapable embrace.

He's asleep in a few moments, just as he said he would be, and while it wasn't the 'cute' moment you were looking for, the cuddles were satisfying.

Ango Sakaguchi

Ango straight up drops, basically already asleep, into your shared bed.

He reaches out vaguely at the surrounding area, looking for you, knowing you're buried under a mound of covers somewhere.

You grasp his hand and pull him into the barrier of warmth you'd created over the course of a few hours.

He mumbles and groans some incoherent words into your chest; sweet things, you're certain, and you'll pretend you know what he said tomorrow.

You rub the base of his head, which feels feverish, as it normally does, and work your fingers up into his scalp to massage that constant throbbing headache away.

He's beginning to snore, and as a last minute act, you ease his glasses off his face and set them aside for tomorrow.

You whisper sweet words into his ears for him to hold through tomorrow.

[cieloclercs]

hiii could i pls request an ollie bearman imagine of what it’d be like to be his gf? he’s so adorable n i never see fics of him 😔 thankssss <3

hi! i wasn’t sure if you wanted a more traditional kind of fic or something like this, so i hope this is ok!

word count: 1.1k

read under the cut

𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

Ollie would be the sweetest boyfriend ever. He'd always be so thoughtful about everything, from the way he speaks to you, to the dates he plans and even the nicknames he calls you: ("darling", "sweetheart" and "baby" are his favourites). I feel like his love language would be a mixture between physical touch and gift giving, so be prepared for lots of cuddles and plenty of sweet little gifts (especially notes) to brighten your day!

He'd definitely come home from a race, and the first thing he'd do is demand cuddles on the sofa. It's a must.

“I just missed holding you, baby." he'd murmur sleepily, nuzzling his face into your neck. You'd find it hard not to giggle at how adorably clingy he can be. Then you'd wrap your arms around his shoulders and play with his hair until he falls asleep. You guys get caught so many times either by his or your parents in that exact position in the morning. They have a secret folder of pictures of you two curled up on the sofa, sound asleep. They're definitely planning to reveal the goldmine when you get married.

When Ollie's home for longer periods, he insists on taking you out almost every night — "To make up for lost time", he claims. His date ideas are always the sweetest. One of your favourites was when he took you to this visiting fair for the night. It was winter and cold, so you were both wrapped up warm, but you'd forgotten your gloves at home. Ever the gentleman, when Ollie noticed he held both your hands in his gloved ones, even tucking them into his jacket sometimes when you shivered (it definitely wasn't just an excuse to hold your hand. Definitely not)

Ollie would definitely be like a little kid in a candy store at the fair. His eyes light up at every single stall he sees, and he just wants to go on all of them, even if you don’t physically have the money on you both for that. He’d insist on going on the big wheel, of course. It just seems like the kind of romantic thing he’d do. When you get to the top and say the view is beautiful, he’d definitely agree but be looking at you when he says it (he thinks he’s smooth, but he looks like a dork, and you love him for it).

Towards the end of the night, Ollie would drag you to the coconut shy. There’s a massive teddy bear up for grabs as the main prize. He’d be so confident, boasting about how he’d win it first try, but then when he just falls short you’d try not to laugh at his little pout. You expect him to accept the defeat, but of course, Ollie insists on trying again, and again, and again until he’s won you that damn teddy bear. He looks so proud of himself afterwards you just have to cheer. Now, that teddy bear takes pride of place on your bed, and whenever Ollie stays over, he uses it as a pillow.

Obviously, with school, you can’t go to many of his races, so that means you guys have to spend quite a lot of time apart. Of course, you text and face time him every day without fail, but it’s just not the same. So, on one race week, you surprise him by travelling all the way to Barcelona to see him. Ollie wins the feature race there, and you watch him proudly from the back of his garage. He still doesn’t know you’re there, so when you appear at the front of the crowd at the podium celebration, he almost cries. He runs down as fast as he can, and wraps you up into a massive bear hug, kissing all over your face as you giggle. The pictures of that moment are all over social media for weeks. You definitely get teased a lot about it at school, but you don’t mind. The next time you see Ollie, you notice he’s changed his lock screen to one of those photos.

It’s rare that you guys argue, but when you do, it’s mostly just because you’re both frustrated that you don’t get to see very much of each other. Whenever you’re apart, you’re very much touch-starved. Though you have plenty of Ollie’s hoodies and t-shirts to bury your nose into whenever the distance gets too much, it’s just not the same. These kind of arguments are very rare, but when they happen, it’s often the case that a bad race result for Ollie is the catalyst. You try your best to comfort him, but sometimes he’s difficult to get through to, and that leads to things getting blown out of proportion. One time when you’re staying over at Ollie’s, you get to frustrated that you simply walk out, needing to clear your head. Within half an hour or so, Ollie has calmed down enough to realise his mistake and chases after you. He finds you sat alone by the river in a nearby park, though it takes some time because this spot you’ve found is so well-hidden. He doesn’t even hesitate to apologise, all but grovelling as he begs for forgiveness with soft words and even softer kisses. In truth, you forgave him ages ago, but it’s cute to watch him like this. That place by the river ends up becoming ‘your spot’ and you guys always go down there whenever you want some quiet time to yourselves.

As you both get older and Ollie makes it to Formula 1, you definitely become one of the fan-favourite WAGs. You’d have a life and a career besides Ollie, which many people admire, but you’d always try to find the time to make it to as many of his races as possible. Also, your paddock outfits would definitely be iconic, and Ollie would love showing you off to the other drivers, plus the rest of the world. He’s so in awe of everything you do. The fans definitely tease him about how whipped he is, but he won’t even try to deny it because he knows it’s true. Somehow, Ollie’s known you’re the only one for him from the moment you started dating. He plans to marry you as soon as you’re ready, and you’ll spend the rest of your lives together. So he doesn’t care if people say he’s obsessed with you, because he’ll be the first one to admit it’s the truth. He can’t even imagine a life without you.

requests are open! send something in if you’d like!

[slxtslovebambi]

Stalker analysis.

Characters: Eren and Floch <3

Synopsis: what kind of stalkers/yandere they would be.

Warnings: the titel says it all

Wc: 900+

Eren

Eren knows you since Highschool.

You were close with Mikasa and Annie and since he’s friends with Mikasa he quickly gains a lot of knowledge about you.

He’s the anti social type of stalker for sure. He has friends yes but only a few close ones and he’s not interested in making new ones.

He’d be the type to constantly call night and day, just to hang up on you before you even have the opportunity to pick up.

Eren always had trouble with controlling his emotions, what makes him so unpredictable. One moment he obsesses over you, thinking his life doesn’t have any meaning without you being around, and the next moment he wants to break you, take everything from you and make you live a miserable life, for simple things like talking to another guy, or throwing away the flowers he sent you.

Eren would send you a lot of stuff. Teddy bears, letters etc. At first you didn’t think much of it, but when random gifts started appearing all over your apartment, it started to freak you out. You were scared of being alone. If he was able to make his way into your place before, he could break in anytime.

But you’re not supposed to be scared of him. He doesn’t want that. He thinks that nothing that he’s doing is wrong. He wants to be the person you run to when you’re scared, but at the same time nothing gets him more of than the thought of being the person that scares you, and makes you feel so helpless.

He forgets to eat, sleep and to take care of his close friends and family, since he spends so much time watching your social media accounts and following you around in his car.

Today he wants to change things though. He waited for you to end your shift at the bakery that you work at. He inhales the smoke from his cigarette once more before throwing it to the side and making his way over to you.

You were looking for you’re keys to close the store as they fell out of your purse, on the ground. You bend down, trying to pick them up when a muscular pale hand gets ahead of you.

"those are yours right?" He gives you a smirk, handing over the keys with one finger. "y-yes, thank you. Do we know each other?" You inspect his face, convinced that you’ve seen him at your job before. "Oh yeah… I think I’ve seen you around before."

Floch

Floch knows you personally, however you’re not even aware of the fact that he exists…at least that’s what he thinks. Back in Highschool he was more of a loner actually. He didn’t have that many friends but the ones that he had weren’t close to you at all, wich is why you never really talked to him.

The fact that you didn’t see him scratched his ego, and at first he only felt hatred towards you but that quickly changed when he noticed your selfless behavior towards other people.

Floch is the unstable stalker type with a lot of self image issues and insecurities. He feels very entitled, like you deserve being watched by him for not acknowledging his presence. If anything then he’s the victim in this story, for having his feelings played with, right?

Different from Eren he’s not really in to writing letter’s or stuff like that. He’ll just send you hundreds of anonymous messages throughout the day, saying things like "I like the way you did your make up today." Or "what a pretty dress :)" with attached photos.

To him it’s not really stalking, he feels like he’s just 'protecting' you. Making sure you get home safely by following you after you just left your friends house or tracking your location after hacking your phone, was just the beginning of a series of things that Floch would do.

Floch would also actually go out of his way to ask people he doesn’t even like, personal information about you.

He’s totally the 'if I can’t have you, no one can.' type of guy and he’s not shy about it. He hasn’t killed anybody over you but he’s more likely to do so than Eren.

Floch has always struggled with things like lack of empathy due to some psychopathic traits and maybe some kind of personality disorder. That’s also why he never really felt bad whenever you cried over the fact that there was yet another picture of you, that you never saw before, sent via text message.

You were grocery shopping today while talking to one of your friends on the phone when suddenly your cart bumps into another one.

"Oh my god I’m so sorry, I wasn’t paying attention. Are you okay?" You quickly apologize as you turn your head to face whoever you just accidentally hit.

"Yes don’t worry I’m fine." The tall man speaks softly while looking down at you.

He looks so familiar…

"Wait I know you…did we went to school together?" Your brain tries its best to put a name to the face in front of you.

Floch looks at you stunned at the fact that you seem to remember him. He doesn’t know what to say as he feels his heart beating faster and his palms getting sweaty.

"I- I… yes I think you were in my biology class."

He speaks taken back.

"Yeah I remember! Did you change your hair?"

You smile warmly at him, waiting for an answer. He’s too flabbergasted to actually talk to you so he just nods in response.

"How about we go drink a coffee sometime?"

There’s no way you just asked him that.

He doesn’t know if he should laugh or cry right now, but having this conversation with you just showed him that all the analysis he made about you were correct. You have to be the sweetest human being on earth, he just wants to protect you.

"Sure… I’d love that."

Might create a tag list (idk yet)

Don’t forget to like and reblog <3

[of-a-chaotic-mind]

118+ Got That Dog In 'Em

I.E: Which dog breeds I associate with 911 characters & why.

Bobby: Redbone Coonhound

- When I think of a coonhound I always think of Duke, who was a redbone that my grandparents had when I was little. Duke was always right on mine & my sister's heels, watching for any sign of threat but still letting us play around. He was observant, smart, & loyal. Bobby is always keeping an eye on his team & right on their heels when they need him. He's always struck me as the most observant character & he's the wise father figure.

Athena: German Shepherd

- No it's not just because GSDs are commonly police dogs. We have a GSD, Boxer, Husky mix named Ethel. I can always tell when her GSD side is showing versus her Boxer or Husky because she goes into protective mode. Athena is fiercely protective of her family, both blood & found. She's quick to stand up for them & have their backs. I also feel like Athena has a little mischief in her & maybe it's just the Boxer or Husky bleeding through but so does Ethel.

Hen: Siberian Husky

- As we all know, Huskies are VERY vocal. Hen strikes me as the type to always speak her mind no matter what. From what I know about Huskies from social media & Ethel, they're very loyal, insanely smart, & kinda silly. I saw a text post one time with Hen & Karen as the background that said something like, "I love being in STEM (shenanigans, tomfoolery, escapades, & mischief)." Hen is definitely a silly goose when she wants to be but she's also very smart & loyal to a fault.

Karen: Rottweiler

- Rotties can be silly little gooses but they're also very loving & protective. Karen takes care of her people & protects them when it's needed. However, she also enjoys a little STEM (see Hen's above) every now & then.

Chimney: Boxer

- To me, Boxers have always struck me as a protective & loyal dog disguised as a clumsy goofball. I think Boxers are smart & they do silly shit to make us smile & I think Chim is the same way. I don't know why but Chimney just screams clutz to me & I've seen some Boxers do some clutz ass shit.

Maddie: Shiba Inu

- Okay, Shibas are regarded as independent, affection, & intelligent dogs. They're also known to be stubborn. Maddie can be an independent woman who don't need no man but she knows she doesn't have to be because she has Chimney. She showers everyone she cares about with affection & she's hella smart. I feel like stubborn just runs in the Buckley genes though because she & Buck both have their moments.

Buck: Golden Retriever

- I feel like it's just general consensus at this point that Buck is a golden retriever at heart. He's got lots of energy, a heart of gold, & a tendency to get himself into weird &/or sticky situations. I've seen some goldens get stuck in some weird shit. Buck is always giving his all & doing what he thinks is right. We all know he's a yapper but there's no way in hell he's gonna sit still either.

Tommy: Saint Bernard

- My first thought was, "Oh yeah Tommy is definitely like a Doberman or something," but then I thought about how soft he is with Buck & how I guarantee this man could get into some STEM of his own. I was thinking about bigger dogs that are fluffy & silly & I remembered the Beethoven movies. It's been a LONG time since I've seen them but I do remember that dog getting into some crazy shit & being loyal to his humans. So yeah, Tommy is a St Bernard. They're both hard working, a little silly, & super loyal.

Eddie: Pitbull

- Okay, hear me out. Eddie might look all rough & tough on the outside but that man is just a giant teddy bear. Enter the Pitbull. When I think of badass looking dogs, I always think of a Pittie but they're also very sweet & loving dogs when raised right. They can make great guard dogs but also fantastic cuddle buddies. I genuinely believe it takes the right kind of person to raise a Pitbull, just like it takes the right kind of people *cough* the 118 *cough* to understand & support Eddie.

Chris: Beagle

- Beagles are commonly owned as hunting dogs because of their intelligence, skill, & energy. Chris is hella smart & observant. I swear that kid keeps track of shit that no one else does. He's got lots of energy & loves to have fun. I once knew a pair of beagles that were always attached at the hip & playful as ever. There was another beagle that was a truck dog & she was sweet as could be & always ready for an adventure.

[onmyyan]

hello, i LOVE your writing and style and i took a social media break and came back and HOLY SHIT what a time to be alive

i got to thinking about your guys and i do love a reluctant darling, so ignore this if it makes you uncomfortable, so sorry if it does. but the guys doing the absolute m o s t to get this girl to like them. someone who maybe got a couple of rough exes and either knows what to look for and isn't looking for love. and the boys are just like :) oh :) to bad 💐 for you. they get her heart racing and she's a little nervous about it. shes got a mouth on her and aren't afraid to pop off on a rant about how she knows what they are (she doesn't)

Marcos? psh you'll cheat and laugh about it with your friends at some party. you think you can get away with it just cuz you're good looking? go find another person to piss off. and he's all like ☺️you think i'm hot😊😚 love the idea of her being a snarky bar tender at his favorite bar and they have a will they won't they sitcommy type relationship

manny? just buy the book and leave, girlies on the clock, no she doesn't care how good he looks on the motor cycle. totally not. definitely, definitely not. she doesn't worry when he goes really fast on it, it doesn't make her scared. girls just trying to get paid and get peace.

ricky? oh big strong man trying to boss her around? she doesn't need all that. she sees through that tough exterior and her rbf is worse than his. but it ain't resting. she's just loving life with her friends (who aren't as available anymore?? i wonder why??) and she doesn't care when he runs his fingers through his hair. she doesn't want to do that. she'll get her car fixed there- sure- but she won't like it.

gabe? sure he seems fun but ultimately she views him like a movie sequel, seems fun until about halfway through when you see it's the same plot as last time. no way is she falling for that old trick again. yeah he's nice, and and he helps her with groceries when he sees her walking with all those bags. bare minimum raise it, gabriel.

caspian? when's that other shoe drop? when does the sweet charming teddy bear end? (never)and yeah his pastries are delicious. and he's nice. and smells like cookies. and- oh fuck she's in love, better avoid him but SOMEHOW the man is everywhere. doesn't matter. she needs a night in, and yeah she misses him when she's in her place alone. little does she know how close he is. she won't be lonely anymore ☺️

ashley? she can fix up her own house, thank you very much. she's not interested in some old fashion cowboy and his old fashion values. or his arms. or the way he checks in on her, making sure she's settled in ok, finding her way around town, if she's eating alright and if she needs anything and woah- what's wrong with this door? he'll fix it and no. he doesn't want money. she doesn't owe him anything but, if she wants to grab a drink she's always welcome to join him. she won't be thinking about what would've happened if she took him up on that late that night. or how she made fun of his accent.

diego? WHY is there chickens on her door, and WHY is it w o r k i n g? and where is the shirt she was wearing yesterday? it's laundry day. feral fella makes sure everything's going alright and she's got everything she needs. she doesn't want some man following her around like an over grown puppy. or does she?

imagine them giving her they're number and getting a drunk text like

"you don't suck anymore ❤️" and they go feral

anyways hope you like that and are having a good day/night. i do wonder if any of them kidnap darling like in sharing is caring (my guess is ricky, ash, and manny in no particular order) and how they'd deal with a darling like this. have a wonderful day/night.

This is amazing and made me smile like a fool the whole time I read it!! Like wowiewowie you totally nailed the characterization of the guys and I love how sweet and nervous the reader is about this seemingly perfect dude ugh thank you for sending this baby in I adore it

[sofasoap]

You are very huggable

Pairing: König x  f!Reader ( OC aka Mini MacTavish )

Summary: König trying to wrap his head around what had just happened. and Mini MacTavish is on a mission.

Warning: M rated. Alcohol consumption ( be responsible people). innuendos, shenanigans. swearings and mature themes. English isn't my first language, there will be a lot of grammatical and tense mistake.

A/Note 1: This is part of the world what I dubbed " Mini MacTavish Universe". Inspired by  @saltofmercury 's " “The Favorite MacTavish”. from König 's perspective and a bit after that as well. Thanks to her kindness leading me her character :D

 “masterlist” for more stories to this Mini MacTavish expanded verse.

König still trying to get his head around how the night started peacefully has soon descent into chaos that involves a girl coming up to him,wanting a hug, and rambling on how cute he is before being carry away by Ghost, and Soap yelling at the girl.

All started with wanting to work on his social skills and pushing himself out of comfort zone a little bit as his therapist recommended , readily agree when his team mate mentioned there will be a get together with few of the squad from SpecGru at someone's house somewhere in the middle of nowhere ( he wasn't really paying attention to the details after that. )

After politely declining the beer the host offered him, taking up the electrolyte drink instead, König quitely shuffled himself into a corner that is furthest away from the center of the room, occasionally pulling down his mask to take a sip of the drink, and half listening to his team-mate's conversation around him. At some point, Hutch sensing his uneasiness came and sat beside him and showing him the latest FPS shooting game on his phone, trying to relax him .

"... for fucks sake, I’m just asking who the guy is!” 

"“Haud yer weesht! ...."

"… those there are contracted killers.”

König turn his eyes away from Hutch for a second after hearing a conversation seemingly to be directed at them, and noticed a man he vaguely remember as Johnny AKA Soap from 141 trying very hard to hold back a girl which he assume is related to him from their resemblance, arguing back and forth.

His attention is soon back onto Hutch bump his shoulder before pointing at Horangi who is asking him a question on his thought of latest result of UEFA game.

“Hi, how are you? You know what, you don’t seem bad at all, you just seem big, but that’s ok.”

König jumped a little bit when he heard a voice behind him. He smiles at the girl, his brain trying to catch up, smiling is the right thing to do in this situation, right?

“You’re like a huge teddy bear even, in fact, I kind of wish I had you as my own size for a teddy bear… what do you say?”

He chuckled a bit, running his hand through his hair, eyes darting between her and his team mate, who all stopped their conversation as they watch the drama unfold with bit of amusement. How does one react in this situation? Never had a girl come up to him, talking to him normally as if he isn't a huge overtowering monster ( well, there's been times while away on missions, very drunk girls who his team mate told him later are actually local prostitute wanting to know if his... certain man part is actually as proportional to his feet size ).

Before he can open his mouth and say something, a huge shadow appeared behind her and yanked her up and threw her over his shoulder.

“That’ll do mini MacTavish..” Ghost warned as he carries... Mini MacTavish away from the group.

" I mean it! you just need a good old hug!"

Turning back to his team mates, they are still staring at him, waiting to see what he would do next. his social anxiety slowly creeping up with all the attention as he starts to fidget and bounce his legs up and down.

Hutch sensing this, shook his head and everyone went back to their conversation as if nothing had happened.

"You alright boy? " Hutch asked while patting his back.

" Doch, mir geht's gut. Just.. What happened there? " bit of German slips out , showing how nervous he is.

" Congratulations boy. You have a girl trying to flirt with you. "

... ? flirting?

someone is interested in him?

His eyes darts towards the girl, who has a glass of Scotch in her hand now, rolling her eyes as Soap is telling her off non-stop like a mother hen. While Ghost is holding a bottle of beer staring at the girl. She reaches for the bottle of Scotch again and pour herself another generous portion and down it all in one go , slamming the glass down on the counter before storming out towards the backdoor.

"Yer Heid 's fu'O'Mince Mini, always act without thinking.. wait!! I haven't finish talking! "

" Shut it Johnny, go and drink your beer and save your breath! Ma nags me enough and i don't need it from you too! " She yelled at him before slamming the back door.

" Go check on her König, not safe for a girl to be out on the deck this time of the night even if we are middle of nowhere. There might be animals around. I don't think Mini MacTavish," Hutch chuckled at the nickname " is a soldier like her brother. Go." Gently pushing him off the chair, König stood up and sneak towards the back door while the 141 men weren't paying attention.

" I swear he bloody gonna make me a old spinster and a virgin by the way he is cock blocking all the boys coming to my way... "

Taking a deep breath, König clear his throat, trying to get Mini's attention, she spun around quickly and nearly lost her balance. He quickly rush up to her and hold his arm out and try to steady her. She fell into his arm and face planted her face into his chest. König froze as she open her arm and barely manage to wrap her arm around his huge body.

" Aww.... thank you for saving me... say.. you are nice to cuddle , just as i imagined... " burying her face deeper into his chest she let out a contented sigh. " Can I take you home tonight and have you keeping me warm in bed? "

" MINI." König swears Ghost despite just as big as him, sneaks around in silence without anyone noticing. " Come on. you are drunk. Johnny said it's time to go."

" Don't be such a party pooper ... and how we getting back? everyone is drunk."

" I am taking you two home. I am under the limit. Gaz will take my car back tomorrow. He's staying for the night. " Ghost replied and gaze at Mini, and then back up to König, his eyes warning him to let her go.

" Fine... " Mini pushes herself off from König's chest, the lost of warmth makes his heart ache a little bit. Giving him a pat on his chest she look up at him with a soft smile and glassy eye ( now König is sure she is drunk ) " Nice to meet you big guy. and I still haven't got your name yet."

" König. Let her go. "

" OHHH nice name König.... it's fitting for a big teddy bear like you.. I am sure your face is just as handsome underneath the mask. Unlike Ghost over there..."

" Shut it Mini, quite the opposite. I don't know what lie Johnny has been feeding you." Ghost gently pull Mini out of König's embrace and pushes her back into the house.

" BYEEE König See you next time my teddy bear!!!!"

König is totally lost for words.

"Hey König."

"... you are Gaz, right? "

" Yea, oh this is for you big boy"

" ... are you hitting on me too?"

" HAHA, No. Mini told me to give this to you before she left. Told me to tell you to text her or ring her sometimes. Good luck mate!... ah this is so fun to watch. "

Simon in big brother mode here or he is simply just jealous? Mini has never seen Ghost's face in full before.

I am sorry I took a few quotes out of “The Favorite MacTavish”  trying to retell the story a bit from König's perspective.

[britt-kageryuu]

The stream starts with Raph sitting on a big beanbag chair in what looks like his train car, with some modifications. His model is wearing sblack/red shirts, wrist wraps, his mask, and teddy bear slippers.

"Hey guys, I got a new game that Mandarin told me about. Little Kitty Big City. It looks very cute. You get to play as a cute kitty, and I can't wait." As he talks his tail is wagging up a storm.

He starts from the Home Screen, and selects the game, and selects Save Slot 1.

"Oh! Is that the Kitty we play as listen to those purrs. Oh, Streeeech. Woah! They FELL!" Raph watches the cutscene, and then to actual control of the cat. "So we're trying to get home, but we're also gonna explore. Oh an inventory... are those hats? We get to put hats on the Kitty! Oh Cat-chievments. Sounds like Blues kind of pun. Okay how do I control this cat."

A good minute of messing with the controls and Raph starts wandering around. "Okay avoid the water. The jump is still weird though. I probably have to find some food, or something first."

"Oh, so it's just B, but holding it gets you ready to pounce. Swipe... knock over the pots~ Oh shiny spot! Jump! Shoot missed."

The stream watches as Raph wanders around, trying to get to Shiny spots, and figure out where to go. While saying 'jump', 'pounce' 'smack' and 'oh I can pick this up!' "Oh Zoomies!"

Raph had to pause real quick, "Okay, so I need to collect this stuff to give to the Tanuki, and Raven, to give me what I need to finish the game. At least it's not very hard."

A couple minutes later and he's struggling to catch a bird to get the feathers, so he switches to looking for cans to get shinies.

Though the audience is very entertained by the expressions on Raphs model, and how his tail is basically a blur right now, because he keeps finding the animations very adorable.

He eventually figured out how to catch the birds, but it was still tricky without bread.

"I got the feathers, now to find the Tanuki."

"He opened a portal thingy? Oh boy. I'm in the trash can ain't I?... Yup, and I didn't give the crow the shinies yet either." Raph lets out a sigh, "Well, I knew there would be more explorin to do, so let's figure out what to do next."

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Raph finally got back to the crow, and got his first fish, and climbed the wall.

"So now I gotta find some ducklings, well at least this map also tells me were to find more fish."

"This crow is telling me it's not selling hats, just that it'll spin the Gotcha to give me random hats... I now get why I need to get lots of shinies..."

+A few minutes later+

"So helping that 'Mayor' cat only got me a emote, but I guess I have to go through that door to find the last duckling. According to the map he's here." Then he get through the door.

....."I have to climb this! To find the last duck!"

"That wasn't the last duckling? Well at least it's close to where the Dad is, and not like near the beginning of the game."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Raph wasn't sure what to feel at the moment. "A beetle, runs a famous cats social media, and I have to steal a new phone for it... Red feels very confused by this game. Wait how do I steal a phone again?"

After reading chat for the first time for a reminder (he didn't want spoilers). "I have to trip one of the humans holding a phone. Gotcha! How do I trip them? Run into their legs? That's kinda mean. But then again I'm playing as a cat."

"And my reward is a an in game camera. Not what I expected, but okay. Next thing, let's just get some of these Cat-chievements done. Since I think I need a few more fish, and we can do this stuff while looking for the last fish."

The chat was spamming cat emotes the entire time, as Raph just messed around for the rest of the stream. He kinda forgot to actually finish the game.

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Masterpost

I just bought the game myself, and this is my thoughts on the first bit of the game. I don't know how far into the game I am, but I also want to complete everything before I climb the building to get home anyway.

[jacksdinonuggets]

~Big Bro~

Summary: vaggie goes into a meltdown at a party but angel saves her and lets her regress.

Note: two fics in one day??!? not really, I wrote the last on last night and just scheduled it for the morning. anyways, this one isn't much of a minific since its like 800 words.

After the battle between heaven and hell, a new hotel was built. Charlie immediately wanted to throw a party because they needed to celebrate victory. The new hotel was also very big and even had a room specifically for parties! Charlie planned on using it for graduation parties when someone gets redeemed. But why not do it now?

Vaggie was pretty excited about it. She hadn't been to a party in a long time. However, what Charlie forgot to say was that she was inviting everyone who helped out. That meant not only almost all of cannibal town was there but also Carmilla and her daughters. It was basically like seeing your teacher in public.

During the party, Vaggie was starting to feel overwhelmed, angry, socially tired, and irritated. She had done so much talking and just really wanted to run in her room and hide from everyone.

She was really uncomfortable during the whole thing because people kept bumping into her, trying to talk to her about the whole angel business, and her clothes started to cling to her because she was sweating from feeling overwhelmed.

Charlie wanted her to actually interact with people for a bit so she couldn't leave yet without disappointing her. And she would not disappoint her girlfriend.

So she suffered through it. However, her patience and strength was tested when the dj turned the music up. She could feel her ear drums beating with every second. Her body kept telling her there was danger nearby, even though she knew she was safe. 

As more time passed, the harder it was to breathe. She gasped for air, trying to suck in any oxygen she could get. Her body started moving before she could even realize what was happening. She crashed into the corner of the room, trying to find some sort of safe area. She covered her ears and squeezed her eyes shut. When would it stop? It was painful!

She felt something touch her shoulder and shrieked for a second before they quickly retrieved their hand. She looked up and saw Angel, squatting down, looking at her with concern.

Just having someone in front of her, staring at her, made the dam break. Tears poured out of her eyes and she let out a pathetic sob. 

“Shit! It's okay, Vags, can ya speak?” Angel’s voice was muffled behind her covered ears, but she understood what he said. She shook her head, dreading the idea of using her voice. 

“That's fine, but I'm gonna have ta touch ya, is that okay?” He asked. Vaggie didn't really want to but she nodded. He swiftly picked her up and cradled her to his chest as he carried her out of the room. She didn't dare look at where they were going.

Soon enough, she found herself being set down on a soft carpet and a pair of headphones being put on her. She looked around and saw that she was in the little room. She gave a confused, pouty, look.

“I saw you was hav’n a meltdown there. Figured you could use some little time to calm down,” He answered to her confused look. He got out her stuffed bear to which she made grabby hands for, regressing almost immediately. It took a lot out of her and she needed some time to feel small.

“Here ya go, Kiddo,” he handed her the teddy. She sniffled, her sinuses being weird from all the crying.

He knew coloring was a very relaxing activity and figured that she needed something calming. So he got out a few coloring books and crayons and one of those plastic tray desk thingies, and put them on the ground. Once vaggie got into a comfortable position with a heating pad and pillows against her back (Her back pain gets worse when she has meltdowns or panic attacks, even when she has wings), she set the tray table over her lap and began to color with her teddy bear in her lap.

He got out some milk from the minifridge and poured it into a trainer sippy (the ones with handles) and warmed it up in the microwave before giving it to her too. He hadn’t seen her eat much at the party and was a bit concerned she wasn’t getting all of her nutrients. Hopefully the warm milk would make it better.

Angel helped her when she couldn’t figure out what color to use, or when she wanted to play with something else. He tried his best to keep his cursing to a low but everyone knows that’s not gonna happen. He never said any sexual things though, not wanting to traumatize the already traumatized girl more. Overall, he was a pretty good caregiver. He played with her and got her things when she needed them. It was safe to say he was now on her emergency babysitter list.

[2gayy2functionnn]

Don’t Say Forever- Chapter 1

TW: Suicide, Abuse, Sexual Assault, Underage drinking and smoking, Eating disorders.

Janis Imi'ike was obsessed with death.

When she was two years old her favorite toy was a Marie Antoinette doll with a retractable head that could snap off and click back on. Her dad brought it home for her from a pawnshop. Her mom kicked her dad out two weeks later.

When Janis turned 4 her favorite movie was "The autopsy of Jane Doe." With her mom at work she couldn't stop the toddler from TV. So Janis got very used to it fast.

At 7, Janis was forced to sit by her dead mother in a car for 4 hours while the firefighters worked to free them.

At 9, Janis moved in with her only living grandma and dad. Her dad showed her what pain really felt like. She cried.

On her 10th birthday, Janis made a wish on her cake. Her dad had a heart attack and died that night.

Although Janis already had been through so much. The universe decided to give one more fuck you. Her grandma and last living relative committed suicide.

At 13 Janis was drawing. She drew crime scene photos. Any body in any shape. Most of them consisted of red.

Regina George was an angel to Janis, she was her best friend. When Janis's foster dad had too much to drink, she stayed with the George's. She loved Regina. She thought Regina loved her.

Someone got a hold of her notebook. Ripped out a paper.

Shouted "Creep drawing bodies." The chanted and spun around her as she dropped to her knees and stared at the ripped up papers. Regina punched the boy in his face. Hugged Janis tight and promised she would never let her go.

Regina let Janis go. She kissed her. Called her a slur. Watched as she ran from the house and into the night.

When Janis turned 14 her new foster mother sent her to a physc ward. Said she had been talking crazy. She was worried. Janis was there for 4 months. It didn't help.

Janis made a friend, Damian. He was big and gave good hugs. She called him a teddy bear. She felt better.

Homeschooled she sat at her kitchen table and watched as her new foster father made pancakes. He got mad. Why can't you be normal. Go back to school. He threw the pan. It hit her cheek. With a black eye and a welted burn on her cheek. She started freshman year three months late.

As Janis went from placement to placement she wondered why no one wanted to keep her. Pass her along like a hot potato. Yet she was always the one being burned.

Through everything and every death and tragedy Janis had never once considered her own death. Now as her social worker told her, what her new placement would be. She wondered how it would feel to place the noose around her neck.

***

With a heave, the short teen threw her duffel over her shoulder. She could hear Melinda talking behind her. Blah Blah Blah. New Family. They are kind. Yeah right. Please give this one a chance. Janis stared up at the mansion and the many jeeps in front of it. She wondered if Melinda knew what the new placements daughter was like.

"Janis are you listening to me" Melina pressed, placing a hand on her shoulder. Janis shook it off.

"Don't touch me" Janis spat. Melinda sighed and smoothed her penny skirt out. She walked forward and knocked on the door. Janis wished she could run.

The door opened and the Man standing there smiled softly before letting the two enter. He called for his wife. Janis counted the tiles in the foyer.

She got to 346 before the blonde lady called her name.

"Janis, Honey we are just so excited to have you with us. Regina will be so pleased. We've missed you darling" June said pushing a strand of hair behind Janis ear. It caught on her hoop and Janis resisted the urge to yelp. Melinda nodded at her. Approval. Oh goody maybe she'll get a sticker.

"Mother, you really should close the back door, looks like another stray got in" The lion snarled. Her mane shaking as wind came out of nowhere. Her perfectly strapped heels clattered as she walked down the stairs.

"Regina, You crack me up! This is Janis, remember. The reason we got foster tested in the first place!"

Regina smirked. Looking Janis up and down. Janis suddenly felt very insecure of her oversized cargo jacket. She wrapped it around herself and glared at the tall girl.

"I remember Janis. I remember her well."

Melinda coughed awkwardly and started towards Janis.

"Well I'll be off, call me if you need anything. Which I doubt you will with these nice folks" June laughed obnoxiously. Melinda reached for the curly headed girl but then backed away.

"Right, no hugs, got it" Melinda said, nodding for confirmation. She gave them a wave before closing the door behind her.

Janis jumped as June clapped. Regina have her a look. She tried her hardest to ignore it.

"Right well, Regina, show Janis to her room would you. I'll make snacks" The older lady said with a shimmy. Her husband left with her. Leaving Regina and Janis. Regina looked her up and down again. As if she hadn't gotten a good look already.

"Follow me" She said with a sigh starting up the stairs as if the very action was killing her. Janis wished it would.

Once she got safely in the guest bedroom she would now be calling home, she slammed the door once the queen bee left. Threw her duffle on her bed. And sat.

She stared at the unfamiliar popcorn ceiling. Before she remembered her phone. Pulling it out she saw the multiple texts she was missing from Damian.

She let out a small giggle then slammed her hand over her mouth and hoped no one heard it. She texted him back, listening to how her fingernails clicking was the only sound in the entire room. Even though the room was full of little trinkets and things she would never use. It felt empty.

Janis smiled as she send the last text. She hoped to see Damian soon, he could make her feel better no matter what. Janis let out a yawn as she placed her phone on the charger. It has been a long day. Maybe she could take a nap before dinner. And maybe even…

She didn’t finish her thought before she let herself fall asleep.

[the-lark-ascending69]

I need more android robin whump!! Is robin ever gonna come across one of her previous owners who mistreated her (maybe billy) and have to face them again ??

What would Nancy do if she ended up getting hurt ?

I love this au a lot it's so interesting

!!! Hi anon! I have a few thoughts on this... mostly about the time she finds out Nancy's brother is friends with Billy's younger sister, Max.

Now, she and Max had a complicated relationship. Max never had much interaction with her other than to give her orders (which whe did very rarely, mostly just to tell her to leave her alone). Max didn't know Robin was sentient and she didn't see a point in talking to something that was basically a laptop on esteroids. She didn't care about being nice to her, but she could never really bring herself to be too cruel. It felt like punching a teddy bear - it can't feel anything, but why would you do that? It's just mean.

She always hated how Billy treated her. Neil supposedly got her after his psychiatrist recommended it to treat his violent impulses, plus he thought Billy might be gay, and he liked the idea of having a "hot girl robot" to "change his mind". He really didn't care much about Billy's mental health, and he didn't want to waste the money, but he was being pressured by Billy's school's authorities, by the social worker in their case and by his own wife, Max's mother, who was secretly relieved, because she thought Billy would stop taking his anger out on Max if he had a different target, one who couldn't feel anything. Now, Max knew Billy was a horrible human being, and hearing Robin's cries and begging when Billy beat her was unbearable. Soon, you could never see Max without her headphones. When she found Robin curled up inside a closet, her arm bent in a strange way, looking small and terrified and crying... well, Max wasn't stupid. Brutalizing an unfeeling android was one thing, but illegally implanting tear ducts in her because she didn't look hurt enough... Billy was just cruel, sick and sadistic and she hoped he died.

But she was really more concerned with Billy's evil than with how Robin got hurt. In fact, she was relieved, because Billy mostly left her alone now. She wasn't proud of that, but whenever she heard Robin's desperate cries of "please, don't!" and "wait! It hurts!", all she could think about was... that could be her instead. So she never intervened and never tried to stop it, lest Billy turned his attention back to her.

Robin never expected anything else from her. She didn't blame her. She knew what it looked like, and part of her was relieved, too. At least Max didn't get hurt.

In fact, protecting Max like this was the main reason it took her so long to run away, but when she overheard Billy talking to the technician at the illegal repair shop, and learned that he wanted to basically turn her into an adult toy, she couldn't take it anymore. She left that very same night with only the clothes on her back.

So when Christmas comes around and the whole gang gathers to celebrate at Steve's, she sees a familiar face, and they both freeze. For a moment Max thinks this girl just looks very similar to the old android - or maybe she'd happen to be the inspiration for her design? Was she a model? She certainly couldn't be that odd robot that called herself "Robin", because she had her arm linked with Nancy's and she was smiling and telling jokes and she looked so alive - but then again, the old robot looked alive, too.

But then Robin recognizes her, and she debates between greeting Max or running away. Nancy feels her freeze by her side - and before she can ask what's wrong, Robin makes a decision to say hi. She introduces herself to Max - oh god, it really was the android - and she asks if she remembers her. She asks how Max is doing, and she doesn't dare ask about Billy but she desperately wants to know if he's still around.

Max then looks at Nancy, about to ask why the hell did she bring an android as her date, but it's like Nancy read her mind, and her death glare was enough to shut her up. Everyone else is there, including Hopper and Joyce, who are old and wouldn't understand, and even then, the idea of a sentient android is so outlandish that so far, only Steve and tona lesser degree Dustin and Suzie buy it. Convincing everyone else she's not crazy won't be easy and she does not want to ruin Robin's first Christmas. So Max bites her tongue and goes along with it. It actually makes Robin so happy - she thinks Max finally recognizes her as sentient.

She talks to Nancy in private, later, while Robin is playing some kind of videogames with Mike and his friends on the console - she tells her that was her brother's old android. She callously tells her everything in detail - the alterations, the beatings, the screaming... Nancy does her best to keep a calm exterior, but her heart breaks with every word. Max just wants to know what was she thinking bringing her to a Christmas party. And it takes some convincing - pretty much all night, and Max does not want to believe it, because that just means she let a helpless girl endure terrible abuse alone when they could have protected each other. But Nancy is so confident and so insistent and so sure of Robin's self-awareness, that Max can't help but accept it. She cries in Nancy's arms, apologizing over and over again. She didn't know. She didn't want to leave her alone. She didn't want to feel relieved when Billy went after Robin and not her. Nancy just holds her, and tells her she was just a child. She can talk to Robin some time. She's sure she'll appreciate it.

Max and Robin eventually become good friends, actually. Almost sisters. Robin learns that Max hasn't heard of Billy in a long time, and that's very reassuring - he's far from them, now. And Max has Lucas and Robin has Nancy and they have each other now, and they're building a new life away from the horrors.

So when she hears a rough knock on the apartament's door at 3 AM, and hears his voice... she thinks she's hallucinating. It happens sometimes, when her circuits are not working well, but it's rare and she's never so awake when it happens. She runs to Nancy's room and shakes her away. Her whole body is trembling as she says "I think there's someone outside."

Might be getting ahead of myself with the Nancy lore, but she still has a gun from her teenage years, when she and Jonathan had to protect themselves. She hasn't forgotten how to use it.

She doesn't recognize the man when she goes out into the hallway, she only knows he smells like beer and piss, but she can guess who he is from the way he calls for a "robot wh*re", and if she's right, then she hates that she has to meet him in the hallway, where everyone would hear if she put a bullet between his eyes (she's killed people before. It wouldn't be hard).

She's not sure how much he understands - he's leering at her when she comes out - but then she presses the barrel of her gun up against his throat, and tells him to never, ever come near Robin or Max again, or it would be the last thing he does.

He calls her a bitch, but he leaves. Nancy has the feeling it won't be the last time they'll have to deal with him.

Robin is nowhere to be seen when Nancy goes back in - her heart is in her throat, pulse picking up - "Robin? Robin, are you okay?" she calls with a trembling voice. She looks for her everywhere - bedrooms, bathroom, under the bed... she finds her curled up inside a closet, knees against her chest, face hidden in her arms, tears trailing down her cheeks. Nancy realizes she's still holding her gun and places it on the nightstand so she can gather this girl into her arms. She brings her to her bed, tucks her in and holds her tight. She could swear her body doesn't stop trembling until sunrise. All Nancy can do is to hug her tight, stroke her hair, rock her back and forth. Tell her she won't let him touch her again. Promising she'll protect her. She's safe now. Nancy promises.

Indeed, that's not the last time they see Billy, but that's something for another dayyyy

Oh and Robin meets Brenner again at one point, but she doesn't remember him 🤭🤭🤫

[studio-dreamie]

chapter 7: tiktok advice

Jaemin opened the apartment door as y/n rushed in. She beelines straight to Jisung's room only to see him on the floor rocking back and forth against the wall. She couldn’t help but feel sad at the sight. “Jisung,” she said softly, she walked towards the frantic boy. She sits down next to him and puts her hand on his arm, rubbing circles with her thumb. “Can I try something Jisung?” she asks. He looks at her surprised but hesitantly nods as he tries to control his breathing (somewhat failing). She reaches down into her pocket to find her white wired headphones that were connected to her phone from the walk (more like run) here. She took her hand off and put the headphones on jisung. She played a playlist named steady. “Why did you do that?” Jaemin asked as he hovered over the boy and the girl from the door. “I saw a TikTok saying it helps with panic attacks so I wanted to see if it would work” she responded. Jaemin’s mouth couldn’t help but fall open, “so you put the fate of our son in the hands of TikTok” Jaemin said. Y/n rolled her eyes and she moved closer to Jisung. He eyes her but then gives her a small nod. His chest slows down and his movements become less frantic in the next few minutes. She goes back to her original position except this time she wraps her arms around his left, pressing it against her like a teddy bear. Once the frantic moments stopped, y/n laid her head on the boy’s shoulder. Jaemin decided to come close and sit beside them, rubbing circles reassuringly on Jisung’s knee. They stay in this position until he falls asleep.

side story: hw assignment #2 (jisungs pov)

It felt childish to do a homework assignment like this in college. Worksheets were being passed around the class like we were back in high school. The big black bold letters sat on top of the paper in a font that seemed fitting for kindergartners. “Who is your hero?”. I couldn’t help but internally sigh, of course an English elective has to do the most. I looked at the paper with a straight face; who the fuck do i write about? Iron man? I thought about it for a second but then pushed the idea away. There was no way I could write a 2000 word paper on my emotional connection with Iron Man. I overhear everyone around me talking. “Oh this is easy” “Who are you gonna do?” “My mom for sure” “Hmm probably my dad or brother not too sure”. I continue to stare at my paper; there’s no way I’m writing a paper on my deadbeat family members, maybe iron man really is the best option. I stare deeply at the paper, god someone, anyone, why can’t I think, why does everybody gotta put their family member, who the hell do I put, what the fuck. My thoughts become interrupted as I get a text on laptop screen. hello my offspring it read. I softly smiled, I guess I know who to write about now.

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pairing: renjun x fem!reader

synopsis: the ultimate college friend group that does not escape the trials of suffering, love, drama, and weed. join y/n and her friends as they go through their third year of college together, they have no idea what's going on or what they're doing, but isn't that the fun of it?

genre: social media au, college au, friends to lovers, fluff, angst, comedy, coming of age

note: so i fully understand that this is a renjun x reader but like i really want to put emphasis on the other relationships she has, i want it to really be like you’re in college with all ur friends, and im a firm believer that side characters are main characters in their own story so i like to give them spotlight, if yall don’t fw that idk what to tell yall fr. in the character description i said jaemin and y/n are jisungs co-parents and i fr mean it

taglist: @she-is-dreaming @wavesandkisses @jenobubbles @finnydraws @snflwrhaerecs4u @sexygrass @miniature-tragedy @sweetcandycum @fae-renjun 

[lover-of-mine]

seriously, the buddie nhl au written outside pov deranged fangirl liveblogging style is something that would be interesting?

i have like, 1k words in girl with a special interest language, I don't know if that's actually something interesting. Og post here, random snippet below the cut. The plan would be to start with an exposition dump when Buck gets drafted and build from that.

Random context: I have no idea what team they are on yet, Buck is a goalie, Eddie is a star centre, Buck plays with jersey number 50, Eddie is number 13. I also need to figure out formatting lol

anonymous asked: *Bestie I thought you were being dramatic, but Buckley's draft was the happiest I've ever seen Eddie with a camera pointed at him, now I have fallen down a rabbit hole and I need the lore. GIMME THE LORE*

buckleydiaz13: Me? Dramatic? About those two? Nah, never (lying) 

AND I KNOW!!! Who knew the only thing you needed to get Eddie smiling through an interview was to give him back his 6’2 blue eyed bestie?? It's not like I spent the past 2 seasons saying that the only thing Eddie is missing is Buck or anything.

But welcome to the madness, let's get you all caught up on the buddie lore so you know what you're getting into lol

So, they were on the usa development team together and they were inseparable. Like, everything we saw about one, the other was close by. And Eddie was already being looked at closely, talked about as if he was going to be a great name on the nhl at 16 and he would bring up Buck for absolutely no reason, talk about them practicing late, hanging out, when he got drafted he talked about how Buck was one of the things that helped him get through the stress, it was crazy. And Buck is a goalie, so the expectation was not for them to be running drills together, yk? But they were. And when you look at it, you won't think it makes sense, especially if you know Eddie as Mr broody, because Buck is a golden retriever trapped in a human body, a complete wall on the ice, yeah, but out of it? That dude is a teddy bear. I know he has to take things seriously, he wouldn't have made it to the league if he didn't, but he's the embodiment of carefree and Eddie is just…not lmao. It was ridiculous, they had a very elaborate pre game ritual, that included a secret handshake, Eddie was seen wearing Buck's hoodie multiple times (oh Eddie in the #50 hoodie not realizing it and blushing all the way to his ears when he noticed I will never forget you), there's this one video of them showing around the arena for their last game before Buck went to college that they just keep bumping shoulders with how close they are walking, like, just hold hands already, it will be easier.

[episodicnostalgia]

Star Trek: The Next Generation, 113 (Jan. 23, 1988) - “Angel One”

Written by: Patrick Barry Directed by: Michael Rhodes

The Breakdown

The Enterprise picks up on a distress signal from a freighter called ‘The Odin’ that went missing a few years back, so they decide to check out the nearest M-Class planet (ie, capable of sustaining life) to see if the survivors made it that far.  It turns out they did, but the problem is the survivors all happened to be men, and the planet they landed on is run by a matriarchal oligarchy that objectifies the males, and believes they should accept their place as slutty-play-things-without-rights.  Naturally the Odin survivors (being enlightened federation folk) take issue with this on-the-nose-metaphor, and go public with their opinions, resulting in a social justice movement (which we are told about but never actually see). 

Beata (The ‘Elected-one’ aka the ruler), agrees to let the Odin survivors go, since that would silence the dissenters, but not before getting Riker to spend the night with her, which he’s all-too-happy to oblige (she may be a misandrist, but Riker will not pass up on some perfectly good… diplomatic relations).  While Riker flounces around in a pretty little get up (all an essential part of the diplomacy), Tasha and Deanna talk to the survivors who refuse to leave since they have families now.  Their unwillingness to leave results in a death sentence, to which Riker is like, “Fuck this, lets just beam everyone out of here”.  Unfortunately the Enterprise is having it's own issues.

Back on the ship, a nasty virus has broken out, which has incapacitated most of the crew  (There’s also some stuff about Romulans, but none of that really amounts to anything) Anyways, since beaming everyone to the Ship is out of the question, and the executions are imminent, Riker makes a nice little speech to Beata about how “evolving world views are necessary for any civilization and maybe don’t be so mean to your men?” Somehow that works, and Beata decides to stay the executions on the condition that the survivors-and-their-families all go far away to a less pleasant continent (where they’ll be too busy surviving to worry about human rights). She reasons that if she can’t stop change at least she can slow it to a crawl, and everyone is like “Yay, what a progressive sentiment.” The end.

The Verdict

I’m not sure sure where to start with this episode, but I guess I’d have to say that the script just seems clueless. We’re shown a sexist matriarchy that is seemingly meant to mimic our own patriarchy, but it’s so broad that it fails to capture any nuance whatsoever. It’s also pretty telling that the feminine coded men of Angel One are all written as vapid, jealous, emotional, and devoid of any real agency; not unlike most of the women characters from this season so far. It’s well known that the women cast struggled with how their characters were portrayed, especially during the earlier seasons. I don’t know if ‘Angel One’ was one of the offending episodes, but it certainly throws its weight towards confirming the pattern.

1 star (out of 5)

Stray observations

Remember folks. It’s okay to hook up with a brazenly sexist dictator if they’re hot.

Tasha thinks Riker looks sexy in his skimpy-frilly-outfit and states it outright. Now I’m not one for kink shaming, but that’s not a very professional thing to say to your commanding officer.

Geordie gets to sit in the Captains chair. Nice.

Season-one-Worf is kind of adorable, like a pitbull. He’s big and strong looking, but just a teddy bear deep down. His scenes with Geordie on the bridge are so wholesome.

The prime directive sure is confusing. I thought the rule was that any pre-warp society is off limits, but Angel One is said to be equivalent to our mid-to-late 20th century. Apparently, the federation made contact with them 60 years ago, and that was okay because it didn’t involve a starship? I feel like the Prime Directive must have been a concept the writers were still figuring out. Then again, the Federation does seem to have some fairly arbitrary rules.

[veryberryjelly]

I would love to join for a round of twister! I would say the HP fandom :>

Information about me:

Looks-

I am between 5'0 and 5'1 female but my pronounce are she/they and I am pansexual but I feel that matters less in this category. my hair is a little longer then my shoulders and is styled in a subtle wolfcut and the color is dark brown. I am on the pale side and have 3 earrings 2 on my left ear and 1 on the right one. My eyes are hazle color though sometimes they are brown.

Clothing style-

I most of the time wear sweaters but I do sometimes wear tank tops that show my belly and style them with baggy jeans (those who have 6 pokets. I wear skirts around people I am comfortable enough with, I wear a lot of times shorts in the summer but will also suffer the heat if I want to wear something specific. The colors I mostly wear are light brown, brown, white, black, and sometimes green.

Personality-

I would say I am introverted since I don't quite go out a lot and is quite scared of confronting people alone but that might also just be social anxiety but I do need to recharge my social energy while being alone, I have or more like planning to have an army of plushys but I have a specific teddy bear that I sleep with since my childhood (his name is happy :] ). When I am with my close friend group you could say I'm a different person since I become very happy and energetic while when I'm with people I am not as close with I often just get tired easily. I get excited over a lot of small things like puddles! I love those and with that I will also say that my favorite season is the winter.

Hobbies-

I'm an artist, I draw (digitally and on paper), paint, sow and make origami flowers for friends.

I love to read and my own mini library is in development.

I used to sing but that hobby was a little ruined by someone so I don't know if I can count singing as a hobby now. But I like to listen to music and do it a lot.

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i ship you with...

cedric diggory !!!

i know that cedric is hyperaware of when your social battery is running low

when he notices he'll most likely make up an excuse for you both to leave and take you back to your dorm to ' recharge '

for any sort of holiday he will help you add to your army of plushies

he's always happy when he see's the ones he's bought you on your bed.