#these goobers bring me great joy

[artsymeeshee]

random doodles of the best boys of the sea 🌊

(Do NOT tag as ship please :T)

[sherbovania]

tomato woman.........tomato woman save me. save me tomato woman

[cerastes]

so what is your diagnostic on nightreign?

Okay, so,

It's fun! I like it, in fact, I can't wait to play more. But, it is flawed: It has both fundamental flaws and untapped potential.

I am fortunate enough to have a lot of friends to play with, but it's in fact a pretty big flaw that you NEED two other people to play: It is certainly possible to win as a single player, but it's also incredibly difficult, and requires some pretty deep knowledge of Elden Ring, like poise breakpoints, when the boss is going to have their posture broken, and a lot of fundamentals, in addition to the Luck needed in a roguelike. Thing is, consistent wins as a single player do demand, on average, far more than even base Elden Ring asks for you to even get on the ride. On the other hand, I've actually had a pretty good time with randos, most everyone seems to believe in teamwork, pinning on the map, and following as a group to pins.

Now, the things is, the roguelike upgrades part is pretty underwhelming: I shouldn't be jumping of joy when I see Max HP +15% and cringe in disgust when I see I can obtain the mystic ability to conjure a rain of magic projectiles on my wake. It should be an exciting prospect to get the ability to cause thunderstorms and frostgales. Point is, all the fun upgrades suck ass, and all the boring, utilitarian Number Go Up upgrades are by far the best. Which is such missed opportunity because a roguelike should by all means let you go goofy goober on your upgrade combos and synergies. I shouldn't feel disappointed when I get offered the mystic ability to conjure arcane rains with but a mere footstep, you know?

Another thing is that the Nightlords are... All over the place. Some Nightlords are pretty cool, like Gladius and The Two Bugs. Some Nightlords are pure god damn cancer, like The Water Boy and the Darkdrift Knight, the former moreso than the latter, in terms of just how much the developers seem to hate melee as a concept.

Nightlords move. Nightlords move a LOT. The Water Boy especially is Elden Beast 2.0 where the entire thing is running after it for 5 mins to land one or two hits. It makes me wonder if they actually beta tested this. When I think about Fromsoft Hard, I think about a well designed boss that needs you to engage with the mechanics of the game to a high level of skill, when I think about Fromsoft Hard, I don't think about "you get one hit in every 5 minutes and those 5 minutes are spent dodging 1 or 2-shot attacks". So, once more: You Guys Fucking Suck At Designing Bosses. As much as I love Elden Ring and Nightreign, they have their weakest soldiers designing some of these bosses, and it shows. For every Midra (godlike boss fight) there are eight Elden Beasts or Black Blade Kindreds (dogshit bosses that have you spend half or more of the fight chasing after the boss rather than doing anything remotely fun). Nightreign mainly brings Elden Beasts instead of Midras.

Mind you, it's still the tight and fun combat of ER, the fun weapons of ER, and many fun enemies and bosses of ER, it's a great time, I'm loving it, but whenever we get close to the end of the run, I can't help but think "ok now here comes dogshit" half of the time and I shouldn't. I shouldn't think that. I should be excited that I'm about to fight a strong dude, not disappointed I'm about to Run Forever To Land One Hit.

Connection is buttery smooth, at least in my experience. I've played with eurofriends and it holds up fantastic. The new movesets of the characters are fun, I love the Remembrance system and their interactions with one another, their concepts as characters are also really good.

A 7 or 8 out of 10 kinda game as it stands, which is low for a FromSoft title, but still a great game. I hope it only gets better the more content they add.

[tako-zonesu]

HELLO FELLOW OCTOLING/OCTARIAN ENJOYER :D

I bring a peace offering of Octarian goobers for your approval

I made a post about their backstories but it's a lot of information so I'll spare you the ramble

I hope they bring you great joy :)

OH MY COD?? ARE THOSE... NON-OCTOLING OCTARIAN OCS? /POS i never thought i'd see the day...

Tako APPROVES! And I'll even add this: feel free to ramble about them!!! I'm completely normal about the octarian army (LIE) and i'd LOVEEE to hear about your octarian OCs! They do bring me great joy :3

[sunny-sourzii]

*crashes into the ask box again*

Ow- damn, can we get a ball-pit down here? I have a new found sympathy for Helpie…anyway!

HEYOOOOOOO

Just popping in to say I love your art, it brings this goober much joy and it’s genuinely inspiring to see someone my age making such amazing content 😌 proof that you don’t have to be an adult to make great things happen! Anywhooo…thank you for your time, keep yourself safe, and have a great day :D

-A Goofy Ghoster

*fades back into the abyss*

YaYAYAYAAA THANK YOU!!

You really don't have to be an adult to be cool because look at me /lh

I really love making whimsical art. This world needs more whimsical and joyous things

(Sorry I got distracted and saw this gif that reminded me of the daycare 😭)

[cbge]

Hi! I'm the author of the Frozen fic Seasons of (Among Other Things) Love and the other day someone's comment led me to your adorable art!! I am overwhelmed with happiness that my adventure with those adorable goobers gave you joy. I have been going through some cycles of burnout and the current year is starting off stressful, but finding your art blogs has helped bring me a smile. Hope that you continue to find inspiration for your art!

hi! so sorry it took me this long to reply, but your message came as a huge surprise (it's been quite a few years since i drew that!) and so i've been trying to think of what to say. i don't think i succeeded very well in structuring my thoughts but here they are nevertheless.

at the time of drawing that piece frozen was a huge fixation of mine, has been throughout most of my teenage years and followed me well into adulthood. without getting into the details, my obsession with hans specifically helped me overcome my self-consciousness, and my ardent love for the ship of him with kristoff & anna was one of the foundational bricks for me realizing i was polyamorous myself.

there wasn't that much... content, for lack of better word, with the three of them (not unusual with poly ships), so it's hard to describe the joy i felt upon finding your fanfics. i fell in love with them instantly. i have probably read and reread seasons of love and diplomatic fox paws at least 5 times each at this point, and i feel kind of guilty for never leaving any comments on them to let you know how much i enjoyed your writing (though i wasn't that confident with my english at the time, so maybe you'll forgive me).

i must admit i haven't read anything else by you aside from those two, but i've always thought that your writing style is incredibly witty. i particularly enjoyed the way you wrote each of their pov (your hans was incredibly spot on, in my opinion), and i feel like your way of writing dialogue (both internal and external), especially during sex scenes, has influenced my own writing style. the contrast of suave and knowledgeable hans in seasons of love with a confused and self conscious hans in diplomatic fox paws is also very delightful to me, because you aced his perspective in each of those despite how different their circumstances are. it's just so good.

all of this to say, i'm still very very fond of your kristhanna fics. i reread both of them after receiving your message and found them just as great as i remember. thank you so very much for writing them!

p.s: i used to have more kristhanna art inspired by your work but i unfortunately lost quite a lot of my old stuff while moving platforms. still, i would like to offer you something in gratitude, so here's a little doodle of one of my favorite scenes in seasons of love (a clothed version of it, lol)

[hyaciiintho]

🌸｡*ﾟ+. To start, support your local indigenous in the USA on this day ♡

As I get ready to go into work, I want to be mindful and remind myself to be grateful for the things I was given in this life and the people that I have in it. I'll put it all under the cut since it gets long and I wanna thank pretty much every close friend I have who also has a tumblr. But... I will say, in general... thank you everyone for your patience with me, your eagerness to write with me and my goobers, and for the concern and care people have for me just as a general person sharing a community space ♡ we're all really a big community who takes notice of others and express support, even if we don't talk like that, and it really warms my heart.

I hope everyone has a lovely day. May it be filled with love and gratitude ♡

Thank you @tenebriism for being my best and closest friend. You helped me in a critical point of my life and have given me so many great memories (and continue to do so) to carry on in this rough life. We've weathered some tough storms together, and I know we'll continue to do so moving onwards. You know I'll always have your back, just as I know you'll always have mine. My heart is so full of you, I hope you know that ♡ Thank you for your presence, the laughs, and your constant care. it means more to me than you will ever know 🌹

Thank you @ironbloodcd for being my sister from another mister, and across a whole country border to boot. You were a pillar of strength I needed so very much in a terrible point of my life and words could never describe the gratitude I feel towards you for helping me. I am so very lucky to have you in my life, you have absolutely no idea the love I have for you ♡ Thank you for the conversations and the continued love you show for me 🌻

Thank you @box-of-characters / @myriadventurers for being a constant presence all these years and a continued friendly face among a sea of uncertainties. You never fail to bring something up that'll just brighten someone's day, whether it's via interactions or just making note of something interesting happening in shared gaming interests ♡ Thank you for the laughs and unforgettable Splatoon matches 🌺

Thank you @diademreigned for, not only recent year memories, but even the ones from almost 14 years ago in our first fandom interactions. The LORE and laughs have helped me weather so many dark storms during a tough turning point in my life, and your support and care have helped me move forwards ♡ Thank you for so many wonderful stories and adventures, for allowing me the chance to have a real life adventure of my own to live with you for a bit and expand on the fun, and for being the little mochi to my big mochi 🌸

Thank you @asternovi for being such a bright star in my sky with their creative mind and shared interests in cinnamonroll. You were a quiet moral support during a rough time and provided much needed distraction and just good chill times, and it means the world to me ♡ Thank you for being my friend and for helping me run TC, I'm so glad to have met you 🌷

Thank you @fragmented-tales for helping me discover a part (or... well... many parts pfft~) of myself that I had rejected and ignored prior out of a self-denial and respect for systems. You also were a big support to me during the same rough time, and it's incredibly difficult to put into words how grateful I am to you all for helping me through it ♡ Thank you for also helping me with TC and for all the laughs we have on Overwatch 🌼

Not an RP blog but-- Thank you @kohanatrustme for being such a huge rock when I needed it and for helping me even realize that the rough time mentioned prior was a dangerous situation I needed out of. You've been such a joy to know and I'm so very happy to have met you ♡ Thank you for having given me the opportunity to have my art on a published book (if amazon gets their shite together LMAO) and for the many wonderful conversations we have comparing our countries, as well helping with TC. But above all else, thank you for being my friend 🪷

And of course, thank you to everyone I've met this year who have started up conversations with me ♡ I am garbage at keeping up an online presence with a full-time job, but I really do appreciate everyone who has wanted to strike up conversation and plot with me !! A bouquet for all of you 💐 Thank you for making the world a little bit brighter ♡

[positivelybeastly]

Beast likes Dad jokes doesn't he?

He definitely does. Every now and then, I'll see someone say that Cyclops or someone else has the best dad jokes on the team, and I'm just like, my brother in christ, Hank's sense of humour oscillates wildly between the most scathing bon mots you'll ever hear, intellectual observations you won't get, and dad humour the likes of which you'll wish you could un-hear.

Like, just look at this. This is three consecutive panels.

He's sometimes considered really high brow, and, like, he is that, but not because he's a snob or because he's high born, it's because he affects sophistication and possesses incredible intelligence, which people think means he has to have a very certain sense of humour, and that's just not the case. He just zig zagged from Shakespeare to telling Gyrich he's got a broom stuck in his ass. Like, he can be high brow when he wants to be.

But.

He's a farmboy from Illinois. That is who he is. You can't remove that from who he is at the heart of things. That's why I always intrinsically reject any version of Hank who comes across as a snob. It's dishonest and confuses affectation for character archetype.

He also canonically gets it from his father!

It doesn't hurt that he's the absolute spitting image of his dad, too. You may think, huh, what are you talking about, Hank's not a red-head - well, he used to be!

Then he was drawn more commonly as a brunette or having black hair, possibly as an influence from his X-Factor human appearances (where he had blue hair that canonically came out as black a lot of the time), or from Ultimate X-Men.

But anyhoo, yes! His dad is an absolute goober, and you can see just how much Hank takes after him in a lot of his appearances.

I like to think that Hank learned a lot from his dad, especially when it came to the idea of using humour to ease tension during a stressful situation.

Which can, to some people, come across as crass or flip.

But it's just a defence mechanism. One of many. Hank has a lot he feels he needs to keep secret and defend. A lot of vulnerabilities. To say nothing of the fact that humour does a lot to keep him centred.

That being said, I don't think it's all facade, all defence mechanism. I think Hank does generally prefer to be fun and to make jokes and make people smile. I think it brings him great joy to be a presence that people can trust and feel safe around and be able to talk to. I think the ability to find things funny is a core aspect of humanity. Maybe it's just Star Trek rubbing off on me.

It's important to find joy in things. To revel in absurdity. To say something just to make someone smile.

It's important to cultivate whimsy.

[itsalola07]

I just want to let you know that Jeremiah and Sally give me so much joy. Like if I could I would just hold their hands and be "ah yes, serotonin". Because tbh I was having a not-so-great day with depression but seeing the two goobers actually helped. I honestly love them so much ♡

Also happy birthday! (If it's not too late-)

🥺 I am so happy they bring you joy during tough times♡ I can relate to that 🥹💗 and thank you so much for the birthday wishes. 🎂🥰 here's a little Jeremiah ♡

[lensman-arms-race]

I come bearing a singular gift that shall bring you great joy!! (hopefully)

So I noticed how you really like Titan TVman/Upgraded Titan TVman and I follow this one person on twitter (NumbSkelly, go appreciate them for making this) and they made a Shimeji of Upgraded Titan TVman! A Shimeji is one of those desktop pet things that you can interact with and throw around. And knowing you like the TV faction I thought I'd let you gain the knowledge of this thing's existence! Have fun letting your computer get infested with smol silly Upgraded Titan TVmans :)

(there's a video attached to the post on how to install Shimeji and get UTTVM)

(Real images of the silly goober beginning the process of infesting one's computer, images are not mine)

Thank you for thinking of me! 💜 I would love to give this a try but I haven't found a version of Shimejii that works on Linux. I guess I could try running it inside a VM? (On the off chance that anyone reading this is a Linux user who uses Shimejii, feel free to let me know how you did it.) It's tempting to install it on my work PC but then I'd never get any work done. :D

I do love Numbskelly's Skibidi Toilet stuff; I wish they posted more on Tumblr.

Also, here's a direct link to the tweet with the download link, because if you don't have a Twitter account you literally cannot view replies. (Thanks to @luciledrakkhen for getting me the link; I don't have Twitter.)

[eats-batteries-cutely]

︶⊹︶︶୨ RP Blog Time!! ୧︶︶⊹︶

Haiii~!! Welcome to my- sorry- OUR shop!!! I’m so happy to see ya! :D

Have you got any questions? :< Ask away!! :3

I’m just happy I’ve got someone else to yap to!! ya know, other than Sebby. He’s- he’s great n all, but it’s nice seeing a fresh face for once!!! X3

ehem, this is an rp account for my Pressure OC, Pinki. This is a SFW account, anyone is welcome, as long as you just aren’t creepy or gross n stuffs :3

Pinki is 28, but still, don’t be weird please :,3

I don’t mind what lil character you play, whether it’s an oc or you’re just curious about my lil battery-munching goober’s lore, I’m just hungry for roleplay lmfao.

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚 (VERY) Brief Lore Summary 𝜗𝜚. ݁₊

♡ She’s a human experiment (like Seb)

♡ She was adopted into a family at a very young age (her parents unfortunately passed when she was very young)

♡ Pinki got arrested alongside Seb in 2013, and got swooped up by Urbanshade

Want more info than that? You gotta ask for it >:]

Want the lore in a video format? I made a silly video about it ~ https://youtu.be/QFrNJnCdWG4?si=A0_qPmzz0v1LKQOQ

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚 Any other silly stuff you might wanna know 𝜗𝜚. ݁₊

♡ If you couldn’t tell by the blog’s goofy name, Pinki eats batteries!! An odd food choice, I know, but it’s the only thing that gives her any sort of energy, due to how acidic her saliva and stomach acid are. Got any batteries? Don’t tell her. You will not walk out in one piece unless she’s eaten em.

♡ Homegirl has electric eel DNA in her, you know what that means! Yeeeaaah electric shocks, how fun. Though, with how much she eats batteries too, she’s like a walking power socket!! Got anything low on juice? She’ll charge it right up!!

♡ During experimentation, she had the BUPWM procedure, and for those who don’t know- thats the procedure Eyefestation went through to give them those lovely radioactive eye abilities. As much as she can radiate your brain stem and kill you from the inside out, it results in a horrible migraine, so she avoids it as MUCH as possible ,:3 (I wouldn’t recommend a staring contest though, she will not let you win) and similar to our favourite green-eyed shark, flash beacons HURT. Especially with that many eyes. YIKES!

♡ She’s just a silly lil gal, just a lil goober, a chill guy. Unlike someone, Pinki is nowhere near inclined to hurt you. She has no reason to hate you- hell, you’re a new potential friend!

If you have any questions, ask away! And I’ll answer them in character!! :3

This is my first time doing something like this, have some patience pretty please!!

If you’re hungry for more references to her or any art of the fishy battery muncher, you can check my main~ @eats-hummus-cutely

I’m doin all of this cuz it brings me the joys and whimsy’s! Don’t like it? Don’t interact. I won’t stand for any hate on my page (or sit for it either).

ALRIGHT RAMBLERS!! LETS GET RAMBLING!!

[plum-pitt]

More rottmnt headcanons!!!!

This time for my silly billies, or more accurately, the main cast outside of the teetlz. I’ll probably have less to say on them than the core four, but there’s a few things about these goobers i’ve just GOT to throw out there. Oh also go look at my previous post in this series (this is where i talk about the turtles!) if you haven’t it’s pretty neat. psst! i’ve got another in the works going over character dynamics so keep an eye out for that

Casey Junior: Typically goes by CJ to avoid confusion, whether the J stands for Jones or Junior is up for debate. Trans fella, He/Him. I think about elderqueer!Future Leo helping him figure his egg shit out in the middle of the apocalypse all the time and it brings me great joy, (Watch Future!Donnie whip out old recordings of leo’s crackly ass second puberty voice whenever CJ gets insecure about his💀). Spends half his time in present day NYC seeing people’s faces and going “Damn, did i watch that person die as a kid or am i trippin?”. Since his name got shortened to CJ, a lot of people have taken to shortening it further to “Cee-j” which ended up inspiring his vigilante name; Siege. (I’ve literally never seen anyone try to give any Casey’s vigilante persona an actual name before so there ya go, no further reasoning beyond ‘it sounds cool’). Got adopted by Future!Casey, after being taken to a resistance base camp by his mortally wounded Bio!dad who basically dropped dead on arrival. (Hey it’s like Links backstory in ocarina of time but like- he gets a mom and 4 turtle dads instead of a tree)

April O’Neil: bisexual but with a strong fem preference, and She/Her! Naturally gravitated towards the field of journalism because unlike her previous jobs, being surrounded by weird shit is actually pretty beneficial when you’re trynna report on interesting stuff! It’s actually this shift in career focus that helps her feel less insecure about how weird her life, and by extension, she, is. I mean hey it’s payin the bills, hard to resent that. The first turtle she met was Donnie, the guys were playing basketball when Don missed a pass and the ball bounced away so he had to go get it, only to run into April for the first time. Ofc the first thing she pointed out wasn’t his emerald complexion or stinky sewer smell, but that he was wearing jupiter jim merch, and the rest was history. The turtles all feel bummed about how busy she is since going to college, but want also support their big sis too much to make a stink about it, they know she misses them too. I like to think Leo just portals into her dorm sometimes and her completely normal ass roommate who came from out of town just had to deal with that with 0 explanation given.

Splinter: This right here is a textbook example of an eternal disaster bisexual in action. Jesus fuck this rat can fit so many mental disorders in him. His combined mommy and daddy issues ensured he’d only romantically pursue the most red flag ridden mfs on earth for all time *cough cough* BIG MAMA *cough cough* Because he had bad vision problems post mutation (Rats actually have really bad eyesight irl so i feel like that could be a side affect of being mutated into one) he went out of his way to properly color code the turtles early on so he wouldn’t mix them up. When he first took in the turtles his ass did not know they were sentient (his only points of comparison for them were Draxum’s feral lab experiments) and basically treated them like more like pets up until Raph started talking and he realized “oh shit i’m a father of four now fuck” (this is also why he called them colors to begin with, their names didn’t matter too much if they couldn’t understand them) Once he figured out they were actually kids he finally gave them real names, but he still calls them by color out of habit and now they’re more like silly nicknames. Everything his kids think they get away with without him knowing he 100% knows about. He may be past his prime but his ninja instincts and dad bullshit detector are sharp as ever.

Cassandra Jones: Raging, feral, She/Her, lesbian. Adhd, emphasis on the H. Has at least 1 parent but they are not very active in her life, i mean at least i hope not bc goddam if they’re knowingly letting their kid lead a gang of girlsscouts and get wrapped up in a murder cult then i’ve got some serious questions. Look to Lieutenant and Brute as pseudo parental figures, though it’s largely unreciprocated even if they do somewhat care for her safety at the very least. One of the very few people (outwardly at least) to not at all be changed by the apocalypse. She’s still just as if not more trigger happy and crackheaded during the end of the world than she was before, she is nothing if not consistent. Willingly signs off on Future!Donnie giving CJ the chainsaw hockey stick at like 5 years old, it’s only Leo stepping in to nip that at the bud that prevented that disaster waiting to happen. Adopted CJ basically onsight. She was the one there when his bio-dad showed up and died right in front of the base, saw the baby, scooped him up, and that was that.

Draxum: This man a walking queer coded disney renaissance villain and u think i’m NOT gonna hit him with the gay stick? blasphemy. He/Him, also i read this fic that made him Tamil and i fucked with it heavy so now it lives in my brain rent free. (Go read the But First They Must Catch You series by mudlarkspur on ao3 it’s like my favorite separated au of all the ones i’ve read and i’ve read A LOT of those mfs). Definitely was a lil bit smitten w Lou Jitsu, at least before he rocked his shit and destroyed his life’s work weather or not this starts rearing its head again following his reconciliation with a certain rat man remains to be seen. Began training Mikey in the mystic arts post movie to help him control his powers but eventually somehow also acquired Donnie as a protege (They bond over their shared love of terrorism). Hes not very good at dad stuff like showing affection, but his way of showing it definitely entails giving them the knowledge and skills to take care of themselves should the need arise. Made peace-ish with Leo post movie, after a lengthy dr feelings sesh, Leo still brings up the roof incident all the time though just to fuck with him bc he’s a petty cunt whom i adore.

Aight that’s all i got for now, lmk if you wanna hear about any other characters or just share your own headcanons!! It brings me joy

Have a good day :3

[dove-da-birb]

SURPRISE FLOYD IN YOUR ASLBOX!

Drink water and have your haters dissappear under mysterious circumstances.

*puts Floyd in my pocket* The goober.

*drinks a cup of water*

Thank you, Identity, that's very sweet!

Don't worry about the haters, and honestly, I don't want to give them the spotlight; plus it was a poll, so all anon.

It brings me joy, which is all that matters. If other people also like it, great! If they don't? This is my blog so everyone will be subjected to whatever I please - within reason.

[top-shelf-tender]

💌 (Btw, I love you because you're so kind and creative, talking to you is always a joy. You always lighten up my day, you make great art and you are SO cute <3)

mutuals send me a 💌 and ill tell u something i love about you

{{Lune, you precious goober~ I love your portrayal of Pentious sssssssso much ;D You have a cute art style, are crafty with cosplay, and bring positive energy to this community~}}

[ultravioart]

Peepers you fool, of course Hater needs you! You’re his emotional support watchdog. (Seriously though, I love your deathglare ideas. Please keep them coming, I’m obsessed with these two awful awful men)

ALL ABOARD THE HATE TRAIN!!!! WOO WOO!!! thanks tho LOL I get shy about posting my death glare rambles, but I really do love these two goobers. emotional support watchdog is hilarious. Perhaps Hater is Peepers emotional support front man lol, Peepers absolutely has a "DO IT FOR HIM" board with pics of Hater that he looks to for motivation. Something about this silly ship just fills me with inexplicable joy, fr. It can be cute or sad or uplifting or a tug of war. So many scenarios, and it brings out interesting facets of their characters and what they represent. If Wander is Love (fueled by self-love=true love), and Hater is hate (fueled by self-loathing), then Sylvia might be... tough love? Or how it's tough to love, but love is strong/love makes you strong? And Peepers is ...puppy love? or how a person can fall in love with hate, relying on hate to give them strength? etc...?

I think it's notable that Peepers' and Hater's issues seem to mostly stem from their environment, with Peepers having a harsh home life offering little love, and Hater most likely waking up with no idea who/where/when he was, with no one to teach him how to navigate such a scary world. Dejected and abandoned, they STILL managed to find each other in this big, lonely universe and become a part of a great, terrible thing Together. Lonely, together. Broken, together. Dorks, together. Hating others, together. Loving each other, in their own ways, together, and no one else has to know! Hurt people hurt people, but sometimes hurt people find each other, and perfectly fill in each other's gaps. It's a bit sad, and certainly not the healthiest, but for a time those two had real hope between them. A hope for a better life than what the universe currently handed them, a passion. A love, or what they could muster of it. Peepers was the very first person to see just how GREAT Hater truly was, and that makes Peepers special. Peepers struggles with feeling insignificant and forgotten, so I think he takes great pride in knowing he's special like that. I imagine even if Hater never admits it, Hater will always cherish that about Peepers, and to think Hater maybe kept Peepers around all this time bc Peeper was the first person to truly like him...? Yeah. yeah. And maybe that's why he believed a little watchdog when that said he could get the WHOLE UNIVERSE to like Hater too? yeahyeahyeah And yeah.... evilly, but still!!! Peepers is special in that regard. And as I imagine that's a big place of pride, I also see it as a place of anxiety for Peepers. Peepers is nothing without Hater, at least nothing remarkable. And Peepers seems to have a fear of being replaced/losing Hater. Because sure, Peepers was the FIRST to see Hater as the greatest, but it could have been anyone else in the universe in his place. Peepers was just lucky enough to get the opportunity to be the first. He feels lucky every single day.

And that's why Wander is such a threat. Not just to evil schemes-- that one's obvious, but to Peepers' very significance.

Hater is his everything, in both an emotional and literal sense. Without Hater, he's nothing, just another insignificant, forgettable, teeny tiny watchdog in a sea of eyes that only look down on him. But with Hater he's big and he's strong and he's everything he's ever dreamt of, others finally take him seriously and others actually look UP to him and... ...and Wander is a better friend, a better mentor, a better companion, and can love Hater in nearly the same way: authentically. That probably scares the bajeebus out of Peepers. It's one thing to lose the empire, heck even his job, but to lose Hater?

I imagine Hater and Peepers, though at first glance one sided, have this two-way street to their relationship: they don't entirely see each other as a person, instead they see each other as a part of themselves. A piece that is deep down truly scared, angry at the universe, ambitious... worthless. Yearning to be loved because it's so hard to love yourself and wanting to be someone's everything because you are utterly nothing. "Who would ever love a loser like me" meets "Who wouldn't". And a super genius stays silent so his very first fan can feel big and mighty for being smarter than the greatest in the galaxy. I think something that I am particularly empathetic towards is that they both embody common insecurities within boyhood/manhood. Wanting to be the "cool guy" and "popular" because loving yourself is really hard. Fitting in is hard, "friends" are hard, dating is hard, girls are confusing, and boys are scary, and society too often labels being authentic as "uncool" so there's a lot of posturing or acting like a jerk to compensate for lack of confidence. Or the insecurities guys too often face of not being strong enough, big enough, tall enough, manly enough, not being taken seriously enough by peers. "If only I was bigger, taller, cooler..." It's all rubbish and what really matters is who you are on the inside. Sylvia learned that, and Peepers has yet to learn that. Lastly, I really do think Peepers pours all the love he can muster into Hater. That includes self-love. Because Lord Hater is everything Peepers wishes he was and isn't, so how could he NOT love that? That in turn does make Peepers a bit possessive and dismissive of Hater's feelings. Good fuel for aus that explore character development..... (I'd also like to think, since Hater was weak to lil bits' googoo eyes, that Hater has a soft spot for cute things... and Peepers is pretty cute. Perhaps consider turning a weakness into a strength there, ey Peepers?)

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Found Family

Abby x F! Reader Mini Series

Warnings: Mentions of rape, extreme fluff, brief hints at "mommy kink" and sexual notions

Chapter Five; Big Brother

*FOUR MONTHS PREGNANT*

A sweet, relaxing song plays from the record player. Honeybee by Steam Powered Giraffe. My absolute favorite. I sing along with the lyrics, swaying side to side slowly as I fold laundry. Abby's downstairs washing dishes, the two of us working on our early morning chores while Lev sleeps in. It's nice that the three of us get weekends off. It gives us a break and time to spend with each other.

My stomach has grown quite a bit, making my pregnancy harder to hide and my clothes harder to fit into. I've stolen many of Abby's shirts these past couple of months. Abby and I plan on telling Lev about the baby when he wakes up, especially since tomorrow is the day we finally get to know the gender of the baby.

'You didn't have to smile at me

Your grin's the sweetest

That I've ever seen

But you did

Yes you did'

As I sing along, lost in thought, I don't even notice Abby sneak into the bedroom, tip toeing up behind me.

"Gotcha!" She yells, grabbing my waist. I scream, nearly jumping out of my skin as I drop the shirt I was folding. Abby laughs, tickling my sides.

"Asshole!" I laugh, putting my hands over hers. "You coulda given me a heart attack!"

"Oh, well we wouldn't want that, huh?" Abby teases, peppering my neck and jaw with kisses. "Didn't know you could sing." She mumbles against my cheek, swaying side to side with me.

"Eh." I shrug. "I'm not great at it."

"Well I think you have the voice of an angel." Abby says, turning me around to face her. I drape my arms over her shoulders, the laundry long forgotten as I get lost in Abby's smile.

"Sap." I smile.

She laughs, kissing me softly. "You ready to tell Lev?"

"Mhm." I nod, turning back around to finish folding the laundry. That's when the baby shifts around a little in my stomach. "Woah!" I put my hand on my stomach, rubbing circles to try to calm the baby. It's always so active in the morning. I wish Abby could feel it but the doctor said only a couple more months and she'll be able to feel it kicking.

"You okay?" Abby asks, standing next to me and looking at me with worried eyes.

"Oh, yeah." I smile. "Our baby just decided now's the time to do a little boogie."

Abby chuckles, kneeling in between me and the bed and holding my stomach. She lifts my shirt a little, sliding her hands underneath. "Hey, you little goober." She says to the little being. She kisses right above my navel. "It's too early to be squirmin' around in there, you're distracting mommy!"

I smile at the new title. "Mommy, huh?" I run my fingers through Abby's hair, messing up her braid a little. She looks up at me with a smile.

"C'mon." She chuckles. "We both know I'm gonna be momma." I pretend to think it over, putting a finger to my chin.

"Hmm. I could get used to that." I laugh, gently cupping Abby's face and guiding her back up. She hums, kissing my lips. "But say it again just in case." I mumble against her lips.

"What- which one?" Abby laughs. I laugh with her, reaching back and grabbing her ass. I pull her closer to me, our bodies pressed against each other.

"Both of them." I laugh. She puts her hands on my hips, fingers pressing into the skin gently.

"Well..." Abby pauses, a hint of excitement in her eyes. I have no doubt mine look the same. "You would be..." She pauses again, kissing me. "Mommy." I laugh a little as she beams down at me. "And I..." Another kiss. "would be..." I hum into the third kiss. "Momma." Her grip on my waist has tightened a little.

"Oh yeah." I laugh. "I can get used to this."

Abby grins, a fire growing in her hazel eyes. "Good." She chuckles.

A loud thud from across the hall tears us out of our thoughts. Lev's room! The two of us immediately run into his room, seeing him sitting on the floor rubbing the back of his head. "Ouch." He groans.

"Lev, are you okay?" I ask, a hand over my frantically beating heart.

"Yeah. Sorry." Lev says, standing up. "Fell out of bed." He sighs. Abby and I look at each other, holding back laughs. "Don't you dare laugh!" Lev points at us, holding back his own laughter.

"We're not laughing!" Abby snorts. "Just... it's a little funny." She bites her lip, a wide grin on her face.

"Shut up." Lev says, trying unsuccessfully to hide his smile. I decide it's finally time we tell him about the baby.

"Hey, Lev?" I pause as he looks at me. "Come on downstairs and eat breakfast. Abby and I gotta tell you somethin'." I make it seem as casual as possible, trying to pass it off as some kind of patrol orders or something.

"Okay." Lev nods. "I'll be down in a second." Abby and I head downstairs, a little worried about how Lev will react. The two of us sit in the living room, watching some random movie while we wait for Lev. After a few minutes, he walks in with a bowl of cereal, sitting next to me on the couch, putting me in between two of my three favorite people. "So, what did you wanna tell me?" Lev asks, taking a bite of his cereal.

I take a deep breath, picking at my nails as I will myself to tell Lev what I should've told him months ago. "Lev, I'm pregnant." It comes out clear and calm, my voice hiding how nervous I am. Lev puts his spoon down, looking between Abby and I with a confused frown.

"But..." He pauses. "I thought girls can't get each other pregnant unless one of them has a-"

"They can't." Abby cuts him off, speaking gently. She gets up, moving to kneel in front of him. "Lev, do you remember when I told you that the Rattlers hurt Y/N really bad?" Lev nods. "They did... inappropriate things to her without her consent." Abby tenses up, looking at me for approval to keep going. I place a hand on her shoulder, squeezing lightly to let her know it's okay. "Do you remember what that's called?" Lev nods, scared to say the actual word in front of me. I don't blame him, I'm scared to use the word myself.

"Lev, honey." He looks at me with the most sincere and pitiful eyes. "What happened to me was... it was awful. But this baby... it's not. Abby and I wanna keep it and we... we want you to be it's big brother. If you want to, of course."

Lev's eyes light up with joy. "You mean I get a little sister?!" Abby and I laugh at his enthusiasm.

"We don't know if it's a girl or boy yet, goober." Abby stands up, ruffling Lev's hair before sitting back down beside me. "But yes, in a few months, you'll have a little sibling. Y/N's already four months along now."

"Holy shit." Lev whispers. "Can... can I see?" He asks, referring to my stomach. I nod, lifting my (Abby's) shirt past my stomach to let him see the bump that was getting harder and harder to conceal. "There's a baby in there?!" Lev asks, looking up at me in amazement. I nod, smiling at him.

Lev reaches to put a hand on my stomach, hesitating for a moment. "Go ahead." I say. "It's okay." He puts his hand on my stomach, moving it along the curve.

"Woah!" Lev laughs. "Wait... is this why I haven't been allowed in the guest room?" He glares up at Abby and she smiles.

"Yeah." Abby shrugs. "We've been turning it into the baby's room. Wanted it to be a surprise." The baby moves, causing me to flinch a little out of shock.

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" Lev asks, taking his hand off my stomach.

"Nono it's okay." I assure him, guiding his hand back to the bump. "The baby's moving around in there."

"Really?!" Lev moves to press his ear to my stomach.

"Yeah." I chuckle. "I think it can sense your touch. It's saying 'Hi, big brother!'" Lev laughs, trying to see if he can hear the baby moving.

"In about a month, we'll be able to feel it kick." Abby says. "And we might even be able to see it moving." She remembers the last bit from one of the dozens of pregnancy books and articles she's started bringing home. She's read each one at least twice in order to know everything she can about the baby and pregnancy. It's cute that she's trying to be so prepared. As Abby starts listing off a few more facts she read, the baby shifts in a way that almost feels like it's doing a backflip in my stomach, causing me to let out an involuntary gasp. "Y/N?!" Abby puts a hand on my back, her and Lev looking at me cautiously.

"Jesus." I let out a breathy laugh. "Little bean's groovin' in there." Abby and Lev laugh at my description of the baby moving. It moves again. "Is it trying to do the Cupid Shuffle?!" The three of us laugh harder.

"I think it's saying 'Mommy, you need to eat! We're starving!'" Abby grins, rubbing my back.

"Alriiight." I sigh. "Guess I do need to eat." Abby, Lev and I spend the rest of the day cuddled up on the couch, watching movies and talking about the baby as well as telling stories from our adventures. Lev tells me about the time Abby tried to teach him Backgammon and Abby tells me about her encounter with the Rat King. I rest my head on Abby's shoulder, feeling perfectly content sitting beside my family.

The next morning, the three of us head to the infirmary to find out the gender of the baby. After another ultrasound, the doctor comes in with a clipboard. "The baby's in perfect health, Mrs. Anderson!" He says. At first, I think he's talking to Abby, but he's looking directly at me. I glance at Abby and she winks with a playful smile. Ah, of course. She's the one who put 'Y/N Anderson' in my file. Honestly... I can't complain. It fits perfectly; shows that Abby and I are together. I'm hers, she's mine. "It looks like you're about nineteen and a half weeks along. The baby is right where it should be in the development stages."

"And the gender?" I ask, grabbing Lev and Abby's hands.

"Mrs. and Mrs. Anderson..." He pauses for dramatic effect, smiling at us. I feel my breath hitch in my throat, so extremely excited. "In just a few months, you will be bringing a beautiful baby girl into the world!" Abby immediately pulls me into a hug, squeezing me carefully as I hug back. The two of us cry, absolutely overjoyed.

Lev stands up on his chair, raising his fists in the air. "I knew it! I fucking knew it!"