#tiny heini

[ihateithere0]

More tiny heini because I love him

[nicolethered]

Joel lying his ass off to Ellie in 1x09 Look for the Light

[allurilove]

How would yan mothman react if he got his head turned by another moth, so we kicked him out, turned off all our lights and wouldn’t talk to him?

“Eep!” He squealed as you gave his heiny a good kick. He went flying out of your window, having to flap his wings before he went splat on the ground, and he looked at you with wide eyes. He knew you were upset, probably because when you took him on a walk, he was interested in another moth hybrid. It was her pheromones that drove him wild, and he couldn’t help himself but try to fly over there, but you had a tight grip on his arm.

The moth man knocked on your window, his face smushed against the glass, and his heavy breath fogged it up. He watched as you start to turn off all your lights, and even his favorite night lamp that you two got together. He considered that lamp to be the child you two could never really have, and now the bright blue light was gone. He started to bang his head against your window, small little sad squeaks could be heard, and he silently pleaded with you to let him in with his eyes.

He knew it was over when you closed your curtains. He huffed, flew over your house, stomped on your ceiling in a petty manner (and to just piss you off), and flew off into the sunset.

Yandere mothman would be back though, and he tried to offer you gifts. There was something that male moths did called ‘nuptial gifting’, which essentially was sperm and other nutrients. He knew it might be a bit odd for him to hand this to you, but it was just part of his instincts to give a sperm packet to a female. Although, you and him could never mate, it was the thought that counts.

Like always, the moth slammed into your window by accident. You always kept it clean, and it confused him quite a lot. He let out a low groan, rubbing his fuzzy head, and he then knocked on your window. In his hands was an ooey-gooey substance, which he proudly presented to you.

“Eep… eep?” He smiled softly, moving his hands closer to you. The moth ushered you to take it, and he noticed the grimace on your face.

His wings slowly drooped. “Eep eep eep! Eeeep eep.”

The man missed you a lot, and you could tell by the way he was practically shoving his huge body through your window. He discarded the damn gift aside, and he knew that might not woo you, so he got you something else. Once he was inside, he got up onto his feet, and pulled out a tiny and shiny geode. He traveled far and wide to look for a suitable present, throwing a couple of rocks out of his way, but then he noticed how some of them contained beautiful crystals inside.

The moth man shyly handed it to you, almost looking away because he was nervous for your response. He sheepishly pointed at you, and then towards himself, and bent his fingers into a heart shape. “Ep eeep eep…”

[l3m0ngal5]

?1:That is Sterling Engeal

The dumbest person you will ever meet

?2:I once saw him put a "D" in the word "orange"

Sterling:My name is Sterling

My hair is shiny

My teeth are perfect

My shorts are tiny

They barely covers

My perky heinie

My name is Sterling

I may not be smart

That's it

This is amazing Honestly I love mean girls and I agree that sterling is a moron a good person but a moron

[rrcenic]

FONTAINE MEAN GIRLS AU BECAUSE FURINA RHYMES WITH REGINA

furina: "my name is furina focalors, and i am a massive deal, fear me, love me, stand and stare at me, and these? these are real. i have money and looks, i am like drunk with power, this whole nation humps my leg like a chihuahua"

neuvillette: "yes furin, no furina, every waking hour i spend making sure furiana focalors can stay in power. if furina is the sun then im a disco ball cause im just as bright and fun if youve had alcohol! ill worm your secrets out and then ill bring them to my master, and then ill watch furina make your life a big disaster! furina is the queen but im the head of the oratrice as i am seated in her courtroom like a dragon princess jesus"

wrio: "my name is wriosthley, my hair is shiny, my teeth are perfect, my pants are tiny. they barely cover my giant heinie, my name is wriosthely i may not be smart! ...thats it."

[nannychloecatalog]

Dominated By My Wife: Brandon's Extreme Diaper Punishment (An ABDL Novella)

(The following was first published on: May 21, 2019)

Excerpt:

“Tara, this has all gone far enough. Canes and whips and whatever else are one thing, but this is craziness. There’s no way I’m letting you put me in a diaper and treat me like a baby!” I shouted.

“Really?” She said, crossing her arms. “And why is that?”

“Because I’m not a baby!” I shouted.

“You’re not? Then what are you?” She asked me.

“I’m a man!” I shouted back in frustrated bafflement.

Tara stared at me for a long moment.

Then she burst into a sudden and hysterical laughing fit.

I stood there, helplessly waiting, while she continued to laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh. She couldn’t stop. It felt like several minutes of me standing there in the nude as she erupted in the loudest laughter I’ve ever heard from her at my statement that I was a man.

I knew that now she was the one being juvenile with her exaggerated cackling, but that didn’t stop me from feeling deeply humiliated as she cackled uncontrollably right in my face.

To make matters worse, I happened to see that the cold room and the embarrassing situation had shrunk my penis into a tiny nub, making me feel even more humiliated.

I finally decided that enough was enough. I walked around Tara and marched toward the nursery door.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I heard Tara say behind me just as my fingers touched the doorknob.

I froze. Her firm, domineering voice sent another chill down my spine.

I knew this was a moment of truth. I knew I needed to stand up to her.

But I was speechless. For some reason… I was paralyzed in absolute terror.

“Brandon, I just asked you a question,” she said even louder.

“I dunno,” I replied. For some reason, it was all I could muster in response.

“You don’t know?” She asked. “Well I’ll tell you what. You can either let go of that door handle, get back down on those hands and knees, and come crawling back to Mommy for your diaper change…”

Every word she spoke now seemed to strike more and more terror into my heart.

“Or,” she continued, “You can get the spanking of a lifetime,” she proclaimed.

For some reason I couldn’t move. I desperately wanted to escape this humiliating nursery, but I was utterly terrified to make Tara angry again. I felt like my feet were glued to the floor.

“One…” she said, starting to count.

My knees started trembling.

“Two…” she said.

I felt like I was going to faint.

“Three!” She scolded.

I heard her marching toward me. In a wave of panic, I tried to turn the door knob to try and escape, but it was locked!

Before I knew what was happening, Tara had flipped me over, dropped me to the floor, and pinned me down with her knee.

THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK

Her riding crop exploded upon my ass like a machine gun. I immediately began screaming for mercy.

“Wait! Please, stop it, Tara, stop it! It hurts!”

But Tara ignored my please as she held me by the hair and continued systematically engulfing my heinie in searing hot pain.

“Naughty, Naughty baby! Don’t you ever disobey Mommy again!” She shouted as she set my ass alight with her switch.

Soon, tears were once again pouring down my cheeks.

She finally paused her assault on my bottom long enough for me to hear her ask me a question. “Now what do you have to say for yourself?”

“Please, Tara, I can’t do this…” I pleaded.

THWACK—I screamed out from another single yet excruciating blow against my bottom.

“Try again,” she said.

“Tara please!” I shouted.

THWACK—I screamed again.

“That’s not what babies call their Mommy’s,” she replied.

“Okay, I’m sorry Mommy, I’m sorry!” I finally screamed, tears streaming down my cheeks.

THWACK—Another scream of agony.

“Sorry for what?” She scolded.

“I’m sorry I was bad, Mommy! I didn’t listen! I promise I’ll be good from now on! I promise!” I screamed through my tears.

Tara rolled her eyes and dropped me to the floor. I continued helplessly sobbing in a pathetic heap at her feet.

“My god, you’re not just a baby. You’re a sissy cry baby, aren’t you,” she said with a mean laugh. “Alright, come on cry baby, time to get you in a diaper before you make another mess on the floor.”

I slowly climbed to my knees. “Please Mommy. Please don’t make me wear a diaper,” I pleaded.

Even though Tara had put me in a world of pain, the thought of being forced to wear a diaper from now on… let alone use one… still made me sick to my stomach.

Tara frowned at me. “Uh oh. The naughty little baby already forgot the rules about talking,” she said.

THWACK

Her crop struck my ass the hardest it had struck me yet. I cried out in pain and collapsed back on the pink and blue carpet beneath me in another wave of pathetic sobbing.

Tara laughed and laughed as I wailed like a little baby at her feet.

Finally, Tara let out a long sigh, got down on her knees, and rubbed my back.

“Alright, alright little one. You really don’t want to wear diapers, do you?” She said in a sweet voice.

“No,” I said, shaking my head and burying my face.

“Alright, Brandon. You don’t have to wear a diaper,” she said.

I looked up, suddenly feeling hopeful. “Really?”

“No, at least not yet,” she said. “If you don’t want to wear a diaper, I’m not gonna make you,” she said.

I sat up and began to dry my tears.

“But… only on the condition that you’re a very good boy for Mommy. Which means following all the rules and do whatever Mommy tells you, no matter what,” she explained.

I nodded my head. “I’ll be good Mommy, I promise,” I replied.

“Well alright, little one. Now it’s time to get up and crawl over to your learning bench,” she said.

I looked over to see her pointing at a strange piece of purple, leather furniture in the corner.

I nodded my head and began crawling toward it without too much thought. I was just thankful to not have to face the humiliation of wearing a diaper. Anything seemed better than that.

She patted me on my blistering bottom as I crawled, ushering me along.

“Up, up, up! Up on the learning bench!” She said in a singsong voice as she helped me climb up. “Butt forward, legs down, there you go,” she coo’d as she helped me lay down on my belly.

I suddenly realized that the position I was in propped my naked bottom up into the air behind me. I felt a wave of uneasiness as I realized what the purpose of this bench was…

It was a spanking bench.

I tried to get back up, but before I knew what was happening, Tara had swiftly strapped my hands and ankles into cuffs below the bench.

I felt a wave of panic as I realized I was now strapped down.

Tara began giggling as she playfully patted my naked, sore bottom with her riding crop. “Do you know why this is called the learning bench, Brandon?” She asked.

I shook my head no.

“Because it’s how you learn to appreciate the padding a diaper would have given you for your spanking,” she said with a laugh.

My blood ran cold. I began frantically yanking at my cuffs in panic, but it was useless—any resistance I gave only made the cuffs tighter around my wrists and ankles.

“Please Mommy! Please no more spankings with your stick!” I pleaded.

“Oh Brandon, relax, I’m not going to spank you with my riding crop again,” she said, gently patting my bottom.

I breathed a small sigh of relief.

“This little thing is just for minor behavioral correction,” she said, putting her riding crop down.

“It’s nothing compared to what a proper cane can do, which is little boys are spanked with when they’re on the learning bench,” she said.

My heart started pounding. To my utter shock and horror, Tara pulled an extra-long, wooden cane off the wall.

I yanked harder on my cuffs to no avail. I could tell Tara was relishing in my panic and desperation.

“Mommy, please no more spankings!” I desperately whined. “I’ll be a good boy for Mommy! I promise!”

“Oh, I have no doubt you will be. Most are, after they receive a thorough caning. That is, after all, also why it’s called the learning bench,” she said with a sadistic laugh.

I was now trembling in raw terror. Sweat dripped from my brow and into my eyes.

“Now Brandon, the way a caning works with Mommy is that I expect you to count each strike and thank your Mommy for your punishment. Why don’t we start with five, and depending on your behavior, we’ll go from there,” she said with an evil smile. “Am I understood?”

I teared up as I felt her tapping my bottom with her cane, cuing it up.

“Am I understood?” She said louder, tapping my bottom harder with the cane.

“Okay Mommy, I’ll wear my diapers! I’ll do whatever Mommy wants! Just please, don’t give me another spanking!” I squealed and pleaded. Anything seemed better than receiving another, even more painful spanking on my already blistering bottom.

Tara looked at me, then burst into hysterical laughter. “Sorry little one, that’s not how the learning bench works,” she said.

I wanted to break down into heaving, helpless sobs once again, but I watched Tara pull her cane back, and I tried to hold it together and brace myself…

THWAP

It felt like my ass had been struck by lightning—

Every muscle in my body went rigid, frozen in shock—

Then, a split second later, a hot, blistering pain exploded from my ass through the rest of my body.

“AAAAH!!!” I screamed involuntarily.

I frantically jerked my limbs against my restraints with every ounce of strength and adrenaline in my body, desperate to escape, but it was useless.

My terror and helplessness exploded into raw, full-throated, screaming sobs for mercy.

“Please Mommy, please!” I shouted.

Tara looked at me with an evil smile. “Uh oh, little boy. That’s not what you say, is it. It looks like that one doesn’t count,” she smirked.

SMACK

I screamed again at the top of my lungs—

“Please Mommy, I can’t take it! I can’t take anymore!” I wailed.

She just smiled at me. “Aw, that’s too bad then, Brandon. Because until you start counting, you won’t be finishing your spanking anytime soon.”

THWAP

“AHHHHGHhhghgh….” I screamed and groaned. But some part of my brain finally owned up to what I had to do.

“One… thank you, Mommy,” I managed to grunt through my hoarse voice. The humiliating words almost felt worse than the blow itself.

“Thank you for what?” She asked.

“Thank you, Mommy, for my spanking!” I shouted.

“Good baby,” she replied.

THWAP

“AAHHH… Two… Thank you Mommy… for my spanking,” I heaved through my tears.

THWAP

“Three! Thank you for my spanking, Mommy!”

THWAP

My screams left me out of breath, but I still managed to summon breath for the refrain she wanted… “Four… Thank you for my spanking, Mommy…”

She pulled her arm up and prepared to land another swing…

I tensed up and screamed…

But she didn’t actually swing. “Uh oh! Faked you out,” she said with an evil giggle.

She wound up and feigned another swing, making me flinch yet again.

“Got you again!” She smirked.

She faked me out again. And again.

Tara began laughing hysterically as I writhed on the bench in front of her, involuntarily flinching over and over again from every one of her pretend blows.

Similar to the way she made me count, the humiliation of toying with my helplessness and terror was almost worse than the blows themselves.

“Just do it-”

WHACK

The fifth blow took me by surprise—It was the most painful of all.

I screamed until I went limp, exhausted and out of breath.

“Five… thank you for my spanking, Mommy,” I managed to utter through my sobs.

Tara giggled. “Well, you did ask for that last one,” she said with a smirk.

She then approached me, kneeled down, and looked into my teary, decimated eyes.

“My, my, we’ve learned a lot today, haven’t we, my little cry baby?” She said with a smirk.

I stayed silent, too dazed to respond.

“Oh, you haven’t learned anything?” She added. “Well then I guess we’ll have to start over again,” she said, stepping back.

“Wait, wait, Mommy! I learned! I learned!” I pleaded.

“Oh yeah? And what did you learn, little baby?” She asked me.

“I learned that I want to wear diapers!” I pleaded.

Tara laughed. “That’s right, you’re a little baby who needs his diapers, aren’t you?” She asked.

“Yes, Mommy,” I said through my tears. “Now please, Mommy, please let me up.”

Tara gave me a concerned look, then wiped my tears off my cheek with her finger.

“Aww, little baby, you didn’t think you were finished getting your spankings for the day, did you?” She asked

I felt another wave of horror run through me.

“Oh, no no no. Brandon, those were just your new, daily maintenance spankings. We’re yet to even begin your punishment spankings for all of the naughtiness you committed today,” she explained.

My heart started pounding yet again. I couldn’t imagine taking anymore abuse against my ass. “Please Mommy! I’ll do anything! Please! Please!”

I began sobbing uncontrollably—harder than I had ever sobbed before in my life. I just wanted her mercy. I would have agreed to anything for it.

Through my tears, I could see Tara watching me with her cane in her hand, smiling, relishing in my abject subjugation.

Finally, after what felt like several minutes, I felt Tara gently patting my ass with her hand. I winced from her touching my stinging blisters.

“Aww, there there there, my little one. I didn’t realize that I didn’t just have a baby on my hands. I had a sissy baby on my hands,” she teased.

“Brandon, out of curiosity, do you remember what you said to me this morning? And then you said it again just after Mommy brought you into the nursery?” She asked.

I shook my head no.

“You said, that you were a man. Do you still believe that, Brandon? That you’re a man?” She asked.

“I dunno, Mommy,” I replied.

“Oh, you don’t know? Well then, since you might still think you’re a man, I’d better continue your spanking, just to help you be sure either way,” she said. “After all, men can take their spankings without turning into little sissy babies who cry and beg for their Mommies,” she explained.

“No, no, no!” I screamed. “I’m not a man! I’m not a man! Please, Mommy, please!” I then descended into a new wave of sobbing.

Tara erupted in laughter as she re-approached me on the bench. “Aww, what’s that little baby?”

“I’m not a man!” I pleaded.

“Oh yeah? And what are you then?”

“A baby!” I shouted.

“That’s right, Brandon, but you’re not just a little baby,” she said, patting my blistering bottom and making me flinch. “You’re a sissy little baby. You’re a sissy little baby bitch, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Mommy!” I pleaded.

“What’s that?” She asked.

“I’m a sissy little baby bitch! I’m a sissy little baby bitch!” I pleaded.

“That’s right,” she said with a satisfied smile. “Well then, since you admit that you’re too much of a pathetic, sissy little baby bitch for another spanking, maybe that means Mommy needs to let you up,” she said.

“Yes, Mommy, please!”

“But! You’re going to have to prove to me you’re a real sissy, first,” she said.

“Okay, Mommy, I’ll do anything!” I pleaded.

“Good baby,” she said, patting my head and walking away. I felt a twinge of dread in my stomach.

But after a few minutes of waiting for her to return, I closed my eyes from exhaustion and almost fell asleep on the bench.

I woke a few seconds later to Tara yanking my head up by the hair. A thick, large, strap-on dildo was right in front of my face. Tara was wearing it on her crotch.

“Prove to Mommy you’re a sissy little baby bitch by sucking her big juicy cock,” she said.

Before I could even wrap my head around this surprise, I felt Tara thrust her strap on right into my mouth.

I almost gagged as she started aggressively thrusting it into my lips.

“Suck it! Suck it, Brandon! Show Mommy you’re a sissy baby bitch, otherwise I’m getting my cane again!” She shouted.

I was disgusted but helpless. I widened my mouth and began to suck and twirl my tongue around the fat dildo.

I hoped it would just be over soon as Tara continued mercilessly throat-fucking me with her veiny, thick, silicone cock.

Finally, after several minutes, she pulled out. My slobber pooled in a puddle next to my mouth on the bench.

“Good baby. What do you say to Mommy for letting you taste her delicious cock?” She asked me.

“Thank you, Mommy,” I begrudgingly replied.

“Now, sissy bitch, did you slobber Mommy’s cock up good?” She asked.

“Yes, Mommy,” I replied.

“Did you get it all nice and wet, all the way down to the balls?” She asked.

“I think so, Mommy,” I replied.

“Well good, because if you didn’t, you’re going to wish you did,” she said with an evil grin.

I lifted my head up in confusion as she climbed off the step stool she was standing on, walked around, and climbed up on the bench behind me.

I still felt confused… until I felt it…

My fragile rosebud being pried open as Tara began to force the dildo into my ass...

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[little-miss-biatch]

@em0-r0cker1

REVIEWING MEAN GIRLS

Overall- 7/10- love this show. I was already a fan of the movie and this show just made it better. Regina George? *chef's kiss* The soundtrack is fun and empowering. Characters are lively, lyrics are good.

Music: 8.5/10- I love the music in this show more than the show itself, I can't lie. I think it's very upbeat while still communicating some very important messages. It definitely enhances the storyline.

Favorite Character- Regina, my beloved

Favorite Song: World Burn is a fucking masterpiece and at times my Roman empire. MY NAME IS REGINA GEORGE, AND IN CASE YOUR KEEPING SCORE, CADY MAY HAVE WON THE BATTLE BUT I WILL WIN THE WAR

Most unhinged: My name is Karen, my hair is shiny, my teeth are perfect, my skirt is tiny, it barely covers my perky heiny! My name is Karen I may not be smart!... That's it :]

What it says about you: you were in a clique or bullied by a clique. You're probably a bisexual with severe anxiety and abandonment issues. you loved the color pink and/or had an emo phase. You maintained for a long time that you just liked Regina in a platonic girl way. (liar) You rewatched the world burn music video constantly.

(Here's some of the others you listed, I'll work on the rest :)

Tell me your favorite musical and I’ll try to rate it and tell you what it says about you.

[chaplinfortheages]

Always living in his own-carefree world, doing what he wanted, when he wanted "the tramp" loses his mind when he is forced into an automated world in "Modern Times".

He found the world had become automated, due to the economy men forced off of farms and put into factories where the work was repetitious seemingly never ending and causing some to snap.

In photo is Tiny Sanford (bartender in "The Gold Rush", Property man in "The Circus") & Heinie Conklin (Clown in "The Circus)

[lxdymoon0357]

Since you already did headcanons for death is the only ending or the villainess, why don't you make some for beware of the villainess?

Beware of the Villainess dating headcanons.

Melissa Podebrat

· Melissa is most likely to keep you relationship a secret because she doesn’t want her father, her brother or any annoying person who hates her say she’s love sick, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t important to her and she doesn’t love you and your relationship.

· Melissa would often go to Yuri to ask for gift suggestions because she has no idea how a relationship works.

· Nine is the third wheel who accompanies you both to you dates and he is getting annoyed with Melissa for this.

· Melissa and you both often ask Heini to make you both foods in the middle of the night when you have sleepovers with each other and she complies because she loves you as a friend.

· You often watch Melissa practice sword-fighting and sometimes she even asks you to practice with her.

· Ever since Jake found out about you two dating, he started to pull more pranks on her because he knows you will calm her down when she’s angry to stop her from hurting him.

· You often take Liev for walks when Melissa is busy, so he knows you well and loves you just as much as Melissa.

· Melissa often has you on her lap when you both sleep.

· She loves to put kisses on your lips.

Nine Forton

· Nine was just as shy as in the manhwa when holding feeling for you and he often looks out for you.

· Nine and you go for walks around the manor gardens early mornings and you both often bump into Yona and she always wonders why you both look so red in the face.

· Nine often lets you play with his hair, ears and tail when you’re bored, sad, upset, and angry to calm you down or to make you smile.

· Whenever you get hurt, he often spends time with you in his wolf form to make sure you pay attention to him.

· Nine may seem shy and innocent, but he know how to get his way with you like to get your attention he will turn into a wolf and whenever he wants to make you pity him he will turn into his wolf form and whimper and pretend to cry to get his way with you.

· You both often make flowers crown for each other when you go for walks.

· You, Yuri and Melissa are really good friends and these both often tell you dating advice, by that I mean insulting all the men they know.

· Nine and you both often go to the night markets or stare at the stars at night until you both sleep.

· Nine also carried you bridals style whenever your feet starts hurting from walking.

· He always leave tiny, cute hickeys when you both make out and he gets so embarrassed every time and it’s always fun teasing him about it.

· He feels very insecure when he gets jealous, it takes a bit to calm him down, but it’s always worth it to see him smile again.

Yuri Elizabeth

· Yuri met you when she was at the spring banquet and you were from another strong family with numerable mages.

· You both were meant to marry, but your father broke it off thinking that you both might as well marry the person you love then someone you barley know.

· So that’s why she met you and you both hung out a few times, but you both barley talked to each other.

· Later on, she decided to become friends with you, so she asked to hang out with a few of her friends.

· When she finally confessed she was showing you some magic she learnt from her brothers.

· You both haven’t announced you relationship, but it’s obvious to Nine, Yona, and both your families.

· You often help her escape the four male leads and distract her, so she doesn’t try to attack any of them.

· You helped Melissa and Yuri get revenge on Jake for stalking your girlfriend. You also helped Melissa defeat Peacock and make him get out of Liptun.

· She often laces her fingers with your whenever you both are out, she thinks it’s a subtle yet sweet gesture for your lover.

· You both spend a lot of time helping her learn magic and sometimes it gets dirty, but it always gets a good laugh out of both of you.

· You often tackle her in a surprise hug and she loves it.

· Fun fact: -She once left a hickey on your shoulder by on accident when she got jealous and she felt so embarrassed she couldn’t look you in the eyes for five days straight.

Yona Whitefall

· You and Yona are both servants at Podebrat manor and you’re the only one she can handle.

· She started to develop feelings for you when you sneaked her some of you salary.

· She was super straight-forward with her feelings for you, but you can see the faint blush on her cheeks, ears and neck.

· When you both finally started dating everyone was surprised because you both are very different.

· Yona often lets you brush her hair before you head to bed and you both definitely sleep together while cuddling.

· Yona always prepares you outfit for the next day and wakes you up, so you don’t be late.

· You and Yona often go around the empire for dates and you often get her something to eat and sometimes you might even see a tiny smile on her face.

· Yona and you are the parents of the group looking after Nine, Yuri, Melissa and sometimes even Jake.

· Yona would often decorate you in the jewelry she won from betting with the mage at the Elizabeth manor.

· She also buys many gifts for you with her salary and this is how she shows her love because she never uses her salary for anyone else, and you are very grateful for that.

· You both are the minimalist couple and often listen to Melissa whenever money is involved.

Ian Basilios

· When this dude saw you, he though you would a great one night stand, but when you ‘kindly’ told him to fuck off~, his perspective of you changed completely.

· He would literally beg for you to notice him and when you finally do, he gets so happy like a little puppy.

· Once you both start dating he would often send you flowers and expensive gifts.

· It took him a lot of time to convince you that he was serious about your relationship, but he thinks it’s worth it for your love.

· When you finally understood that his love for you was genuine, did you finally fall for him back.

· If he wasn’t so bad, he is actually an amazing lover and one of the best characters to date.

· Ian would often ask someone to make you breakfast early in the morning and you both would often go on romantic dates together.

· Ian would definitely get insecure and would often need reassurance due to his past selfish acts.

· Random make out sessions in his rooms.

· Both Yuri and Melissa either tease you or tell you to leave him because he is going to cheat on you, you know otherwise.

· He also likes to leave hickeys on you without you knowing, so everyone knows you are taken.

· You know those type of small waterfalls where people go play and swim and shower, yeah you both also have many dates near waterfalls and Ian loves waterfalls too.

Jake Podebrat

· Jake is a total simp, just like another trashy brother, Derrick Eckhart.

· Jake dating you makes it easier for Melissa to make trouble for him and he doesn’t even know it because he is too focused on you.

· Jake also stalks you a lot, but you let it slide as long as he doesn’t do anything rash.

· Jake is quite good at magic, so be ready to have some pranks being pulled on you and not going to lie they’re funny… I mean look at your weird face covered in cream.

· Jake is very protective, so he gets jealous very easily.

· Jake and you often wake up early and watch the sunrise together.

· Duke Podebrat thinks of you either as another daughter, who is better than Melissa (She better than you anyway) or the same as Melissa daughter.

· Jake often spoils you with everything you love from food, clothes and trips and you don’t have a saying in this, you dummy.

· Jake actually falls for you very early on, like it was love at first sight for him.

· You protect him from Liev, and well Liev likes you, so it a plus point for him.

· He actually loves to bake with you and he unconsciously makes cakes which are designed to look like you , Melissa and his father.

Jack Forton

· Either a big tsundere or a huge softie and simp for you. There is no in the middle.

· He met you when you were talking a walk in the forest and he was all bruised up and you took care of him.

· He fell for you right then and there. Simp.

· He often brings you flowers from the forest, which is very hard for anyone to get.

· He always carried you around, he doesn’t care whether you can walk or not.

· Jack would always try to make you blush as much as he can and it’s his favorite past time.

· He would always boop you on your nose and kisses you cheeks at any opportunity he gets.

· He doesn’t even know who Yuri is anymore. A big simp for you.

· He knows all the damn things about you like your age, birthdate, height, weight, blood type, the exact time, date and year of when you first lost you first tooth, The exact time you were born on, etc., but doesn’t know shit about anything else.

· Melissa, Nine and Migen are the only people he goes to for relationship help.

· He learnt to make bracelets, just for you. Awwww that’ cute

· He blushes so much around you and you both often go on walks around the forests and even the other Forton family members ship you with him and when he is at home with clan, they tease the fuck out of him. They also enjoy you company.

· He leaves many hickeys on your neck and thighs

Migen Forton

· You both met when you were on the mission to rescue Yuri.

· He immediately thought that you were the most beautiful person in the world.

· He asked you out a few weeks later.

· Loves to have you on his lap during the werewolf meetings.

· He often trains with you as to make sure you can defend yourself and now it’s just one of the ways you both prank each other.

· You both often go for walks around the forest.

· He gets incredibly flustered when you compliment him on anything like his courage, his good looks, etc.

· He would often carry you across his shoulders as to get you attention away from someone and back to him.

· When you don’t pay attention to him, he will come near you and lay on top you until you give attention or until you fall asleep.

· Hickeys. Hickeys. Many Hickeys on your thighs, neck, back, stomach, etc.

· Random gifts made by him using things from the forest, like a bracelet with wooden beads, flower hair crown, etc.

· When you both do ‘it’, he makes sure no one can here you because your sweet sounds only belong to him.

[peskygirl13]

TWST Pokemon AU Part 1: Heartslabyul

I saw @twsthoodstar​‘s Pokémon au posts (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3) and was inspired to do my own.

Be sure to check out their blog. They write several crossovers. 

Riddle:

“Aren’t you a cute little rose bud.”

Riddle first saw your partner after the tart incident.

He looked out the window to see you helping Cater paint the rose red along with Ace and Deuce.

He would’ve ignored it if he hadn’t caught sight of the little green bud on your head, happily admiring the pretty red and white roses.

He was a little surprised at the sight of the tiny flower bud, but he remembered seeing it with you during the entrance ceremony, you hugging it to yourself as if someone would take it away.

The second time he saw it was in the cafeteria that same day.

You were sitting with those two idiot first years, Trey, and Cater.

You were happily munching on food that the cafeteria provided while the little bud happily ate what looked like food pellets, but he could also see some fruit as well.

As he got closer, he heard what you and the others were talking about.

“So, what is this creature again, (Y/n)?” Cater asked, taking a picture of the happy Budew for magicam.

“She’s a Pokémon.” You responded, “Her name is Budew.”

‘Budew, huh?’ Riddle repeated.

“She was my first Pokémon. My younger siblings, Victor and Gloria, got their starters with their friend, Hop. But we had a bunch of Budew that lived right outside our house because of my mom’s garden and this one decided that she wanted to stay with me.” You explained, gently rubbing Budew with your finger as it cooed happily.

Riddle couldn’t help but think how cute you both were. But his mood soured once Ace started complaining about him.

He didn’t interact with you and Budew after that, but he saw you around campus. Budew was constantly with you, ridding on your head while Grim rode your shoulder.

It wasn’t until his overblot when he officially met Budew and you.

You and the other first years had just finished kicking his heinie and he was passed out on the ground, flashbacking over his childhood, when he felt a peaceful presence.

He thought he heard a sound of water dripping, causing ripples.

He opened his eyes, with a bit of difficulty, and saw your Budew resting on his chest, glowing a light blue.

When it finished its move, it hopped off his chest and smiled up at him. That’s when he noticed that his head was in your lap.

Helping him sit up, he turned to face you.

“You ok, Riddle?” You asked. “I had Budew use Life Dew on you. You should be all healed up.”

That must have been the feeling from before.

“… I… I really wanted to eat that marron tart, too…” He muttered.

“Huh?” You tilted your head at him.

“I like white roses, too. And pink flamingos are totally fine… And I prefer honey over sugar in tea. I actually like milk tea more than lemon tea… I wanted to talk with everyone after meals a lot, too…”

He began rabbling, but he didn’t care. In the end he started crying.

Budew jumped into his arms, startling him at first. Then it rubbed it’s face against his chest, trying to soothe him.

You wrapped your arms around him as well. Doing your best to comfort the red-headed boy.

The contact made riddle burst into a fresh set of tears.

When was that last time he was hugged like this?

After that, he began spending a lot more time with you and Budew.

It got to the point where people automatically knew that if Budew wasn’t with you, it was with Riddle.

Budew and Riddle were a force to be reckoned with, especially when someone broke one of the rules that Riddle just couldn’t seem to let go of yet.

Ace experienced firsthand the wrath of Riddle and Budew when he was both hit with a stun spore and collared.

He was in the medical wing for hours.

Then spring break rolled around.

After you had told him about what happened during winter break, Riddle didn’t want you to stay at the school alone.

He also didn’t want to go home to his mother.

And since Floyd wasn’t going to be at the school during this break, he decided to stay at NRC with you and Budew.

He invited you to stay at Heartslabyul, to which you and Budew gratefully accepted.

Truth be told, he also was using this as an opportunity to confess to you without the risk of getting interrupted by Trey, Cater, or one of those morons.

Ace:

“You fucking rodent!”

God, he hated that thing.

Your Scorbunny was an absolute angel, but only when it came to you.

Truth be told, you always knew your partner was a troublemaker. You two met when he accidently kicked a stone in your direction and it hit you smack-dab on the forehead.

After that incident, Scorbunny seemed to take a liking to you for some reason, so you decided to make it your partner.

Scorbunny adored you, but it also hated everyone else. Mostly a certain red-haired Heartslabyul student.

Your first meeting with Ace was less than stellar, him making fun of you and fighting with Grim, gaining everyone detention.

That first impression was everything and to Scorbunny, Ace blew it.

Even after fixing everything and becoming friends, Scorbunny still hated Ace.

It also didn’t help the boy’s cause that he flirted with you all the time, earning him several fire fueled kicks to the shins.

This doubled when you and Ace started dating.

Fortunately, or rather unfortunately, the feeling was quite mutual.

Scorbunny was an ass to Ace, so Ace was an ass right back.

It all came to head when Azul requested (more like ordered) you cover the shift of someone who called out at the Mostro Lounge.

You couldn’t bring Scorbunny with you because the dorm was under water and because the poor thing was petrified of the twins (mostly Floyd), so with no other choice, you requested Ace’s assistance.

Normally you’d ask Deuce since he was the only one other than you that Scorbunny listened to ever since the day he dropped a cauldron on Ace’s head, but the boy had the roped into painting the roses with Cater and Scorbunny had been banned from the Heartslabyul gardens after it had left scorching foot marks on the grass and used several poor hedgehogs as make-shift soccer balls.

Ace resisted at first, put you were able to pull him in with your puppy eyes.

After handing Ace your partner, you ran towards the Octavinelle dorm.

Ace and Scorbunny didn’t even last a minute before trying to strangle one another.

Eventually, to avoid getting his room set ablaze and getting collared by Riddle, Ace brought Scorbunny to the gym.

For a while Ace just watched as Scorbunny kicked around some pebbles as if they were soccer balls, but he started to get bored and decided that while he was here he might as well shoot some hoops.

He played by himself, dribbling around the gym and seeing how far he could get from the basket while still getting the ball through.

He made sure to check on Scorbunny every once in a while.

The rabbit Pokémon was still kicking its rocks, but occasionally Ace could see it glancing at him while he played.

One particularly bad shot bounced the ball off the rim of the basket towards Scorbunny.

Ace started running towards it, but he barely took a step before Scorbunny jumped up and used its feet to kick the ball back towards the basket and through the hoop.

Ace stared, slack jawed, at the save.

Scrobunny grinned, proudly putting its hands on its hips before giving Ace a smug, toothy grin.

Despite himself, Ace couldn’t help but grin back.

“Alright, rodent. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Deuce:

( I was originally going to do Torchic for Deuce, but I couldn’t come up with any ideas.)

“C-Calm down! Tell you what, when I figure out how to get home I’ll let you watch a Pokémon egg hatch!”

Squirtle was your first Pokémon and the only Pokémon that arrived with you to Twisted Wonderland.

While you were upset that you didn’t know what happened to your other Pokémon, it was a relief to you that you at least had your partner Pokémon.

It was also probably a good thing that you had a water type to counter out your new fire cat.

Your Squirtle was very well behaved. 

It was quiet, it never caused problems, it listened to you with no argument. 

Between Squirtle and Grim, it was clear who the Teachers preferred.

Deuce liked Squirtle a lot. 

Like everyone, he was curious about the cute little water turtle, but he also felt a special connection he didn’t quite understand until you and him, along with Grim and Squirtle, were making your way back to Heartslabyul from Sam’s shop to help finish Ace’s apology tart.

Two jerks who you had also had a problem with during lunch had run into you, destroying several of the eggs that were supposed to be used for the tart.

“Damn it! All the eggs in the carton broke! The plastic bag’s now reeking with eggs…!“

“That hurt! Where the hell’re ya lookin’ at—Wha— You’re the guys who ruined my carbonara’s soft-boiled egg during lunch today!”

“Damn, it’s you guys again.” Deuce grimaced, recognizing the students. “Ya better give us a break Aren’t you the ones at fault for bumping into me? Even during lunch. The egg wasn’t really that badly harmed, but you made a huge scene out of it. Our carton of eggs is totally ruined, though.”

“He’s totally right!” Grim yelled.

“Squirtle!” Squirtle shouted in agreement.

“The hell? You sayin’ it’s my fault, then?” One of the delinquents snapped.

 “Yes, please pay us back for the eggs. And also, please apologize to the chickens.” Deuce requested. 

“Hah~? Makin’ a ruckus over eggs, are we?”

“Hah?”

The jerks went on and started mocking the eggs, making Deuce even more annoyed. 

“ … mess with me, will you… “ Deuce muttered, turning everyone’s attention to him.

“Huh?”

“I told you to stop laughing, damn it!! You ain’t got no choice but to apologize for something that’s your fault! These eggs will be used to make a delicious tart in place of turning into chicks, bastard!! Do you understand me, huh!?”

(Y/n) and Squirtle blinked at Deuce’s sudden change in character while Grim and the opposing delinquents’ jaws dropped.

“Wh-what’s with him all of a sudden…?!“ Delinquent 2 cowered.

“If you’re not gonna pay me back for the 6 eggs, I got no choice but to beat the hell out of you six times.”

“Huh!?“

“Grit your teeth, you little bastards!!”

Deuce promptly started beating the shit out of the opposers. 

“Grr! Take this you little bastard!” 

Delinquent 1 had grabbed a nearby branch and was about to hit Deuce with it when a strong stream of water hit him dead on, knocking him off balance.

“Wha-?”

Deuce turned around and saw Squirtle in a battle stance with a smug grin on his normally innocent face.

He pulled out a pair of black shades from his shell and put them on, crossing his arms as he stood proud against the bullies.

“Alright, Squirtle!” You called, “Let’s kick some butt!”

The fight didn’t last long after that. 

With their combined efforts, Squirtle and Deuce easily beat their opposers.

It wasn’t until after that Deuce realized what he’d done.

“Crap...” He muttered, shaking his head in disappointment. “I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Hmm?” 

(Y/n) and Squirtle turned to the dejected boy.

He told them about how he used to be a delinquent and how he was going to become an honor roll student instead, making his mom proud.

(Y/n) put a hand on his shoulder.

“You know, Deuce, Squirtle used to be somewhat of a delinquent himself.” “Squirtle!”

Deuce turned to you in surprise.

“Really?!”

“Mm-hm.” You nodded.

“Before we met, Squirtle used to be a part of a pokemon gang called ‘The Squirtle Squad.’ The leader decided to join a boy named Ash on his journey and the others started working with the police.”

You pet Squirtle’s head as you reminisced.

“I was a trainee at the time and Squirtle was assigned to be my partner. It was new for both of us, so it took some time, but eventually we became one of the best teams on the force. Eventually I decided that I didn’t want to go to the police academy and dropped out. Squirtle decided to stay with me.”

Squirtle nuzzled its head against your cheek lovingly. Deuce couldn’t help but smile at the sight.

“Even though its delinquent days are over, Squirtle still gets angry. Sometimes you can see the troublemaker it used to be when it battles. But that’s ok. It’s a part of who Squirtle it and there’s nothing wrong with that. Just like there’s nothing wrong with you getting angry and fighting those guys.”

Deuce smiled at your reassurance, a small blush crawling on his cheeks.

“I see… Hehe, the chicks will probably feel at ease now, too, huh?“

(Y/n) blinked before awkwardly saying; “ This is kinda hard to say, but those eggs weren’t fertilized, so they wouldn’t have hatched into chicks in the first place.”

“Wh-what?!?!?! You’ve gotta be kidding me!!!!!!“

Trey: 

“My folks would love Alcremie”

The first time Trey interacted with your Alcremie was when you were making the replacement tart for the Unbirthday Party.

“Alright, lets get started on the marron tart.” He said, rolling up his sleeves.

“Ugh, this is going to take forever.” Ace groaned, rubbing his neck, trying to get under the collar Riddle put on him.

“It’s your own fault, yanno.” Grim reminded him

“What’d you say, you damn racoon?!”

To prevent a fight from breaking out, you quickly changed the subject.

“I know who can help.” You stated, pulling out a red and white ball.

“C’mon out, Alcremie!”

With a quick flash of light, a cute little creature that seemed to be made of cream and strawberries appeared.

“Alcremie?”

Cater immediately started taking numerous pictures of it.

“Is this one of the monsters that the Dark Mirror said you control?”

“I don’t know about ‘control,’ but I do train them.”

The pokemon seemed pretty shy, hiding behind your leg, but when it noticed Trey and his cooking supplies, it immediately perked up and skipped over to him.

“How come it’s comfortable around Trey?”

“Probably because one of it’s possible forms is a clover.”

“Possible forms?”

You then brought out your pokedex to show them the different forms that Alcremie could be.

Trey was pleasantly surprised when one of it’s forms did have a clover.

“I thought that Alcremie could help since it’s a cream pokemon.”

You crouched down to Alcremie’s level.

“Do you think you could help us make a tart for a party?”

Alcremie cheered, clearly excited.

The process of making the tart went very quickly with Alcremie’s help and once they were finished...

“Alcremie, would you mind adding some cream to the top?”

“Alcremie~” The pokemon cooed before adding a dollop of its cream on to of the tart, making the boys freak out.

“Wha-what the hell?!”

“Did it just add some of its body to the tart?!”

“What kind of sick-- mmph!”

You cut the boys off short by shoving a spoon full of Alcremie’s cream into the mouths.

Their jaws dropped at the favor.

“This- This is incredible!!” They yelled.

After that, they added the finishing touches to the tart.

“Now for the special ingredient, oyster sauce.” Trey stated.

“Oyster sauce?!“

Trey got hit head on with an energy ball attack for that joke.

Bonus:

When Riddle threw out the tart, (Y/n) and Alcremie almost threw hands.

“That was a waste of our efforts and a waste of my Pokémon’s precious cream!”

“Alcremie!!”

Cater:

“Rotom!~ I have a new case for you that matches mine!~”

When you arrived at Twisted Wonderland, you were distressed to see that you didn’t have any of your partners with you.

You did, however, have your Rotom phone/pokedex.

Unlike most other rotom phones and pokedexs, the rotom in your phone was one you caught yourself.

Back in your world you were a pokemon professor in training and most of your research included a lot of observation.

Rotom had come across you while you were trying to take a picture of a Gengar in an old abandoned supermarket.

It decided to possess your camera and, being a ghost type itself. Was able to locate and take a picture of Gengar.

Since then, Rotom became your most trusted helper when it came to research.

It was scary and frustrating when none of the contacts on your phone worked, but you and Rotom were both relieved when your work documents and photos were still saved and intact.

Rotom absolutely adored taking pictures, which easily made it click with Cater.

It was your first time in Heartslabyul with Ace and Deuce after the tart incident and your ever energetic Rotom was zooming above your heads, snapping pictures of the garden around them, commenting on which pokemon would be ideally suited to live here.

Cater was painting the roses but stopped short when he heard the familiar click of a phone camera.

When Cater saw your phone levitating in mid-air, he just about lost his mind.

After the overblot incident with Riddle, you and Cater stared hanging out more, which obviously allowed him to bond more with Rotom.

You told him what your profession in your world was and he begged to see the pictures that Rotom took.

Complement after complement poured out of his mouth, making Rotom spark out of embarrassment.

Eventually, Rotom was comfortable enough around Cater to show him the pictures it took of you when you weren’t looking, which Cater requested the pokemon send to him.

The closer they got, the more you were beginning to wonder if Rotom loved Cater more.

You never really were able to get Rotom a special or fancy phone case because you both needed to stay as hidden as possible from wild pokemon, but now that you were in twisted wonderland where there were no pokemon, Cater blew all his cash on getting Rotom as many designer phone cases as possible.

It was actually kind of cute. Your phone had a bigger closet than you did.

Rotom also helped Cater his photo shoots.

Since Rotom could float, it could take picture in angles that Cater couldn’t reach, which Cater was ecstatic by.  

Cater also had Rotom take pictures of him during classes, painting the roses, even eating lunch.

He was beginning to remind you of Raihan.

On a less happy note, Rotom helped Cater with his depression.

On the days that the ‘real Cater’ appeared, Rotom would spend the whole day with the boy.

It’d show him funny pictures and videos, doing whatever it could to cheer him up.

Being a ghost type pokemon, Rotom was used to being misunderstood and ridiculed, so it was easy for the Pokemon to sympathize with the boy.

As the days passed on, you began to wonder if you should give Cater Rotom since their strong bond was obvious. 

Bonus:

When Crowley gave you the Ghost Camera, Rotom was pissed.

Completely jealous, it went out of its why to prove to you that it was obviously the superior camera.

It was adorable how mush it tried to one-up an old, beaten up camera for your love.

[itsthemysterykids]

Meet the plastics?

... YEEESS!! (And just because, I'm adding Kubo)

Norman: Woah, who's at that table over there?

Mabel: Don't look at them, just don't! We call those three 'The Plastics' They're shiny, fake, and hard

Dipper: They play their little mind games All around the schoolyard

Mabel: They might insult your clothing Or make fun of your name!

Dipper: Like they mocked Jen Morecock 'Til she burst into flames!

Mabel: And Ms. Morecock was a teacher

Dipper: Raz Aquato is the top dog He's always dressed up He always wins Spring Fling King We're just drones who work for him Then die

Raz: My name is Raz Aquato And I am a massive deal Fear me, love me Stand and stare at me And these, *Points to his leather boots* these are real

I've got money and looks I am, like, drunk with power This whole school Humps my leg like a chihuahua

I'm the prettiest poison you've ever seen I never weigh more than one-fifteen My name is Raz Aquato And I am a massive deal I don't care who you are I don't care how you feel

Dipper: That's Wybie Lovat He knows everything about everybody

Mabel: That's why his hair is so big. *Whispers* It's full of secrets

Wybie: Yes, Razputin No, Razputin Every waking hour I spend making sure Razputin Aquato can stay in power

If Razputin is the sun Then I'm a disco ball 'Cause I'm just as bright and fun If you've had alcohol

I worm your secrets out of you And bring them to my master And then I watch Razputin make your life a big disaster

Everyone: Disaster!

Wybie: Razputin is the king But I'm the head of worker bees As I am seated at his right hand Like a Rich Black Jesus

Dipper: That is Kubo The dumbest person you will ever meet

Mabel: I once saw him put a "D" in the word "orange"

Kubo: My name is Kubo My hair is shiny My teeth are perfect My shorts are tiny

They barely cover My perky heinie My name is Kubo I may not be smart!... That's it

Raz: ... Right We never really do this But how'd you like to Have lunch with us this week

Norman: Oh, it's okay, I-

Raz: No, no need for you to thank us

Norman: But-

Raz: There's no need to even speak

Wybie: You're new and you don't know things You need good friends who can tell you what to think See you here same time tomorrow

Kubo: On Wednesdays we wear pink

Plastics: On Wednesdays we wear pink

Yes, Razputin (my name is Kubo) No, Razputin Every waking hour (here's where you belong) I spend making sure Razputin (my hair is shiny) Aquato can stay in power (here's where you belong) If Razputin is the sun (my teeth are perfect) Then I'm a disco ball (my shorts are tiny) 'Cause I'm just as bright and fun (here's where you belong) If you've had alcohol

Wear something nice and grab a tray 'Cause we don't do this every day Say here's where you belong Say here's where you belong

Raz: No, really, say it

Plastics: Say here's where you belong

Wybie: Come sit with us tomorrow It'll be fetch

Keep 'em coming! *Cough* Be More Chill song *Cough*

[tiikerikani]

I think I’m gonna cry

2022 Dec 03 – Lallintalo, Köyliö

One of the merch ladies was like "HEY IT'S CAPE LADY" when I showed up. Does nobody else actually wear this thing?? It also seems like they still haven’t sold all the blue ones for some reason.

I bought the new poster and a hoodie. I even brought a poster tube from home so it’d be safe getting back to my place. I’ve been hemming and hawing about the hoodie for a while but there were discounts on all the merch because reasons so it was a good time to.

I caught up with Senpai at the reception and asked the burning questions:

Did the letter I gave to him in Joensuu back in March in any way inspire them to add Kirottu yksinäisyys to the set when I saw them again two weeks later?

(I had thought it highly unusual since it was an older song that I had otherwise not heard them play, and it disappeared from the list as quickly as it had appeared.)

[paraphrase] ”I remember we talked about [the letter] after that performance. [usual apologies about being busy and not having written back]”

(I’ll take that as a yes.)

Are the posters because I asked?

[not paraphrase] ”Yes.”

He REALLY did not need to do any of this for me.

He also said that the one date in June that got cancelled had to do with the organizers misunderstanding their requirements (or something like that).

I gave him the illustration that I had brought with me to Lahti. I had since spruced up the wrapping by putting a tiny bouquet of paper roses on it (I am very NOT subtle).

It occurs to me that I didn’t chat with any of the other members before the show but I'm not sure what I'd want to talk to them about.

I’ve never been to a live auction so that was kinda fun to experience. I made somewhat perfunctory bids on a few things. I bid 100 on the vinyl I wanted but the pair of blonde fangirls outbid me so I let them have it. (They seem very ... close with the band? At least with Heini, since I've seen them engrossed in conversation with her at least twice.) I already have the poster to put on my wall (outside the covered shrine), even though it’s not my favourite photo. Blonde fangirls also dropped some 260 (I think?) on a pair of hats.

While I wish I had the kind of disposable income to give a hundred or two to charity, everything that Senpai has done for me means so much more than owning a piece of one-of-a-kind band memorabilia.

Unlike the other time there was a warmup act, I've actually heard a few of Mikko Harju's songs on the radio, so I wasn't completely out to sea. At one point he wanted to know from how far people had come to be here, and the one guy from the gaggle shouted he was from Germany so of course I had to join in and it all took Mikko a bit by surprise :P

So I guess by extra-long set they just meant 20 songs instead of 18 so there weren’t any real surprises except for the acoustic arrangement of Meissä asuu elämä at the start before the set proper, but since we were told they would play everything from the album, even that was only a half-surprise I guess. People on EPIC FAN BUS didn’t seem to know that the song (not the arrangement) HAS been performed before but I guess they’re not from Helsinki so they weren’t there when I heard it.

Maybe they should record an acoustic album???

Finally Senpai found different #1 fans to gesture at during the song. (But ok I’d already received 3 hugs from him during the evening and that is quite enough.)

People brought their own balloons for the balloon song.

At one point he threw his towel to somebody in front of him; I'll never quite understand the appeal of owning somebody else's piece of dirty laundry but ok

The #foreveralone section

(Tumblr keeps eating the following paragraphs and I'm tired of writing it for the third time. I think it's the "read more" break that is, well, breaking it, so I'm removing that and sorry this post is long.)

The fanclub founder/admin was on the EPIC FAN BUS and she has SO much to say all the time. The van was packed and I was squeezed into the corner and while I was laughing along and reacting to the conversations I could hear, nobody asked for my thoughts so I did the one thing that always turns heads and started singing. (It wasn’t great because I was cramped there and was going acappella.)

It didn’t make any difference, even though people know me as that foreigner with the covers and there are some FAQs I expect to get related to that. Several of the people were friends and family so of course they had plenty of chatter. I’m not certain but I might have been the only one in the van travelling not only alone but not being friends with anybody. I hate having to say aloud that I would like to be included in the conversation, because it seems rude, but we’re all here with at least one common interest that we all have individual opinions and stories about, come on.

The gaggle guy doesn’t speak Finnish, yet people seem to know him and talk to him, so I’m not taking that as an excuse. Heck even I gave him a drive-by high five ("foreigner party!!") at one point. But then, he’s been fanning for much longer, and is a bit flamboyant/recognizable (the gaggle had matching Santa hats with name tags, which (the hats) I understand are merch inspired by a song from a much earlier album. The name tags are velcro and sometimes appear on different hats). But time also doesn’t change anything if nobody ever approaches you to begin with. 

The line is

Sun täytyy luottaa ja mun täytyy tulla sua vastaan

Which I take to say that you have to put yourself out there (and I do) but others also have to make a move.

People probably know me as Cape Lady and I sometimes go around and wave to people I recognize (for example superfan couple and the blonde fangirls) and sometimes they do that to me. But when I go to shows it still often feels like I exist as, like, more than a face only to Senpai. And I don't know if he notices this or only because my second letter was about this.

// Meissä asuu elämä

Ei voittajaa

Rodeo

Korkeapaine

Turunlinnan muurilla

Nuoriherra

Nena laulaa ilmapalloistaan

Älä lopu yö

Kolme hyvää vinkkiä

Kuka nyt tahtoisi

Kukaan ei koskaan

Tummilla teillä

Wallander

Faarao

Pitää sanoo ei

Ei se rakkaudesta mitään tiedä

Onnellinen mies

Arlandan portailla

// Kohti sydänpeltoja

// Turisti

[the-spooky-children]

Skid: [...] and then there's Girlfriend, the dumbest person you'll ever meet

Pump: I once saw her put a "d" in the word "orange"

GF: 🎵My name is Girlfriend, my hair is shiny, my teeth are perfect, my skirt is tiny. It barely covers my perky heinie. My name is Girlfriend, I may not be smart....🎵 That's it.

Pump: thanks GF-

[concubuck]

He's exhausted. Physically—he's been getting about an hour sleep tops between feeding sessions, which have been taking between thirty minutes and an hour. And emotionally—between the short interrupted sleep, the effort he's putting into figuring out on the job how to keep a tiny person alive, and the visits from friends during which he's summoning up the last of his energy to act as normal as possible, he's had very little time to try to process how he feels about all this.

And it shows on his face. The first answer he gives Cal's question is a silent, bloodshot, eyebagged stare.

But the second answer is "Well, I've been trying to keep my arm under his heinie and let him lay his head on my shoulder. That seems to hold him up just fine and he seems to like it best!" (That is, in fact, how he's holding the baby right now.) "How are you holding up? Prefer the cradle hold?" Cue the studio laughter.

He's exhausted, but not too exhausted to crack jokes.

@concubuck

Several visitors have come and gone in the past couple of days, and Cal has been enjoying the opportunities to both catch up and show off their baby. Buck’s done his own share of it, as well, making for a fairly eventful and exciting event.

Right now, though, it’s just the three of them: Cal, Buck, and their son. Cal is seated in the glider Buck’s teleported in from home, and since he’s awake he’ll lean forward towards the other Radio Demon’s bed and smile brightly. “So! How are you holding up?”

[ohayohimawari]

Comfort & Coffee

My gift to @anti-climactic​ in the 2021 Secret Santa Exchange in Sloaners’ Discord server!

Theme: Goodwill & Great Bargains

My giftee’s prompt list: An Act of Goodwill/Kindness: Cooking/Baking for someone! 3 Favourite characters: Kakashi, Gaara, Deidara 2 Favourite Pairings: KakaIru, KoteIzu 2 Items You'd Look For at a Discount Sale: purses/satchels and quirky mugs/tumblers 2 Favourite Colours: Orange and deep purple 1 Favourite Sport: Ummm let's just say horseback riding, because it's lovely in the wintertime 1 Favourite Winter Trope: Helping someone make their first snow angel! 1 Prompt Sentence: "It's so quiet when it snows like this..." Anything quick you want to add?: I love the way light reflects off the surface of fresh, powdery snow! It looks like sparkles! 

I hope you enjoy my gift!

Comfort & Coffee

Kakashi was reminded daily of Iruka.

… More than daily.

And more than daily reminders of Iruka resulted in a new habit. While he was away on missions, Kakashi purchased trinkets that made him think of Iruka.

But there was one souvenir that outshined all the others.

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He found it while strolling through the bustling center of a foreign village. There were several market stalls that, collectively, seemed to sell at least one of everything anyone could ever buy. Kakashi credited destiny rather than plain and simple good luck for finding it among so many cluttered displays. One moment his gaze landed on the perfect coffee mug for Iruka, and the next moment the cashier was handing him the receipt for it.

He rushed through his mission, and when the clouds bulged in the dull winter sky above him, he hurried to beat the snow that was sure to burst from them. Not even Kakashi could outrun winter, though, and soon the blizzard overtook him. He persevered, however, not willing to let anything delay his return to the Hidden Leaf, and to Iruka.

He attributed his stubbornness to the gift he carried, not the swelling within his chest, and he and the storm continued on to Konoha all night.

The howling winds ceased before dawn, and Kakashi quickened his pace during the last leg of his journey. The morning sun revealed a pristine world of untouched snow drifts. If it weren’t for the gift he carried and the unknowing recipient waiting for him at home, Kakashi might’ve regretted his tracks that marred the landscape.

By midday, he was rewarded with the dulcet tones of the tenor voice belonging to the man for whom he’d braved the blizzard.

“Naruto! Kiba! Drop those snowballs right–NO! I said drop them! That’s IT! Go sit your tiny heinies down in the timeout corner.”

Kakashi turned his gaze in the direction of the shouted scolding, and his hidden smirk became an equally hidden, genuine smile. He knew for certain that he matched the mug to the man.

Konoha’s youngest citizens were littered around the schoolyard making snow angels, with the exception of the Nara kid, who was just laying there watching the clouds. Iruka had his snow-covered back turned to Kakashi, proof that he taught the lesson by example. Under his care, the students behaved like children and not tiny soldiers, and it made Kakashi’s heart hiccup. Iruka was many things to many people, but most of all, he was kind.

Iruka was sure to be cold and tired after a snow day with everyone else’s children, so, Kakashi decided that he deserved more than the perfect coffee mug. He willed his frozen ninja toes to carry him to the market before they delivered him to his apartment.

He finally thawed out in his kitchen, where he simmered vegetable soup (Kakashi-style), and baked a fresh loaf of simple bread.

Winter days become nights in mere hours and when Kakashi saw that the moon had risen, he worried that he might be too late, even for him. He quickly packed up the meal and the mug, and set out in the cold once more.

Despite being bone-tired and in a hurry, Kakashi admired the village as he walked through it. Although arguably the most perilous of the four seasons, winter brings beauty with its snow, and it glistened everywhere around him, illuminated by moonlight.

He hadn’t gone far before he heard another’s footsteps crunching along the icy street, approaching him.

“It’s so quiet when it snows like this,” Iruka greeted him softly, carefully, as if he didn’t want to disturb the peace around them.

Kakashi hummed in agreement. “It’s quite a difference from earlier today,” he recalled the happy chaos of the schoolyard. “I think every one of your students turned in early after so much winter fun.”

“I saw you walking away,” Iruka came to a stop in front of him. “I was surprised to see you return today; I thought for sure the storm would delay you.”

Kakashi admired Iruka’s face, how his dark eyes shone in the reflected moonlight, cheeks ruddied red by the cold, and wondered how such a man could think anyone wouldn’t want to rush back to him.

“I saw something that made me think of you, and I couldn’t wait to give it to you.”

“Again?” Playful anticipation filled Iruka’s eyes, but his mouth quickly twisted into a sheepish grin. “Sometimes I wish that I went on more missions so that I could bring you a gift, for a change.”

Kakashi leaned into him, touching their foreheads together. You are a gift, he thought.

“I,” Kakashi swallowed some of the emotion that threatened to overwhelm him, “ I thought you might be cold and tired after today, so I made you some soup to compliment your gift,” he offered up the bag he carried.

Iruka laughed in a puff of warm breath that visibly hovered between them for a moment in the icy air.

“After traveling in that storm, I was sure that you’d be cold and tired,” he lifted the bag he carried, “so, I made you stew.”

Kakashi softly nuzzled Iruka’s temple, exhaustion finally settling in now that he felt like he was home, enveloped in the warmth of the most compassionate person he’d ever known. “I think of you wherever I am, not only when I’m away on missions,” he mumbled sleepily into Iruka’s ear, “because you’re the first person I want to talk to in the morning, and the last at night. If we were both sent away on missions, there’s a chance you wouldn’t be here when I come home.”

He closed his eyes and continued to ramble, too tired to stop the words from slipping out. “I’d go through a blizzard and worse to get back to you. Coming home to you is better than any gift I could give to you, certainly better than a coffee mug, even if it is perfect for you.”

It wasn’t the most poetic confession, but Iruka kissed him as if it were.

And many years and morning coffees later, it was still Iruka’s favorite mug.

[incorrect-catcf-quotes]

🎵My name's Veruca, my hair is shiny, my teeth are perfect, my skirt is tiny. It barely covers my perky heinie. My name's Veruca, I may not be smart....🎵 That's it.

Veruca Salt