#tytyty father

[peleksstuff]

escape 111. | rafe cameron x pogue!reader

*gifs not mine*

heres part 3 sorry for the late update been busy i promise maybe ahahaha every 50notes i’ll post the next part and tytyty for the notes still

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“You have to stop doing this,” you said, breaking the silence, though your voice was softer, almost teasing. “Saving me. Or… whatever this is.”

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The familiar, grimy alleyway led to the back door of the dive bar where your father often hung out. It was a place you had tried to avoid, but the weight of the rent money in your pocket felt heavy, reminding you of the responsibilities you had to fulfill, even when it felt utterly unfair.

You’d always wished for a different life for him, for you—one where drugs didn’t hold such a tight grip on him.

You stepped through the door, the stale air hitting you like a wall. The dimly lit room was filled with a mix of laughter, loud voices, and the clinking of glasses.

In the corner, you spotted your father slouched in his seat, a drink in one hand and a joint in the other. He looked disheveled, the toll of years spent chasing highs etched into his features.

You hesitated, taking a deep breath before making your way over to him.

As you approached, you caught sight of Rafe sitting at the bar. His expression shifted slightly as he noticed you, a flicker of recognition flashing in his eyes, but you both quickly averted your gazes, pretending not to see each other.

You weren’t here to engage with Rafe.

“Hey, Dad,” you said, forcing a smile as you reached his table. “I brought you some money.”

“Yeah? How much?” he replied, his voice hoarse and uninterested.

You pulled out the envelope and placed it on the table, trying to ignore the overwhelming smell of cigarettes and alcohol that clung to the air.

“Two hundred. I’ll get you the rest by the end of the month,” you said, your heart sinking at the thought of the upcoming conversation.

“Two hundred?” He scoffed, narrowing his eyes. “What the hell am I supposed to do with that? Rent is due. You know I need more.”

“I know,” you replied, your voice steady despite the frustration simmering beneath the surface. “But it’s all I have right now. I promise I’ll get you the rest soon.”

His expression twisted with anger. “This is pathetic! You think this is enough? Get the hell out of my face!”

You could feel the tension in the room heightening, eyes beginning to glance your way as your father’s voice rose. In that moment, he swung his hand, landing a harsh slap across your face.

The sting sent shockwaves through your body, and you tasted blood as your lip split open. A few people nearby gasped, their whispers growing louder, but you were used to this—used to the way he lashed out when he didn’t get his way.

Without a word, you turned on your heel and stormed out of the bar, the hurt still fresh but the pain familiar. You just wanted to escape, to get away from the stares, the whispers, the chaos.

“Hey!” a voice called from behind you, and you didn’t have to look to know it was Rafe.

You quickened your pace, but he caught up to you, grabbing your arm to stop you.

“Wait,” he said, his tone demanding yet not aggressive.

“Just leave me alone,” you snapped, pulling your arm free.

“Are you okay?” he asked, concern flickering across his face, though he masked it with indifference.

You hesitated, glancing down at your bruised cheek.

“I’m fine. Just… stupid family stuff,” you said, trying to brush it off, but the tremor in your voice gave you away.

He studied you for a moment, his eyes narrowing as he assessed your injuries. “You’re clearly not fine.”

“I said I’m fine,” you insisted, your voice wavering as you tried to maintain your composure.

Rafe exhaled sharply, frustration etched across his features.

“I don’t need your help,” you shot back, but the truth was, you didn’t have the energy to argue anymore.

“Too bad,” he replied, his expression softening slightly. He nodded toward his truck.

You hesitated, your instincts screaming at you to refuse, but the prospect of being alone and thinking about what just happened was far worse.

Finally, you relented and climbed into the passenger seat, feeling the familiar warmth of the truck envelop you.

Rafe started the engine, the rumble of the truck providing a comforting background noise as he drove away from the bar.

You tried to steady your breathing, your cheek still stinging from your father’s slap, your lip sore where it had split open.

Despite the ache, it wasn’t the pain that bothered you—it was the way you had grown used to it. That thought alone made your stomach churn.

As Rafe pulled the truck over to a secluded spot, away from the bar and the prying eyes of anyone who might have seen the scene with your dad, you wiped a hand over your face, trying to compose yourself.

You could feel his gaze on you, the silence thick with unspoken tension. You didn’t look at him, but you could sense it—that quiet concern radiating off of him in waves, even though he didn’t say a word.

"Let me see your face," Rafe finally muttered, breaking the silence.

You turned toward him reluctantly, and his eyes flicked to the bruising on your cheek and the cut on your lip.

There was no anger or judgment in his expression, just a heavy, concerned gaze that lingered a second too long.

Rafe reached into the glove compartment, pulling out a small first-aid kit, his movements deliberate but calm.

He opened the kit, pulling out a few antiseptic wipes. His hand hovered near your face, his hesitation surprising you.

"Hold still," he said quietly, leaning closer to gently dab at your lip with one of the wipes. The sting of the antiseptic bit at your skin, but you barely flinched.

His eyes flickered back and forth between your lip and cheek, his brow furrowed slightly in concentration. He didn’t say anything, but the look on his face—the way his jaw was set tight, the crease in his forehead—told you enough.

For someone like Rafe, who always wore a mask of indifference, this small, focused act of care said more than words ever could.

“Why are you doing this?” you asked softly, trying to read the expression in his eyes.

He looked up briefly, meeting your gaze, but said nothing. The silence stretched between you, filled only by the sound of rain on the roof.

As he continued to clean the blood from your lip, you couldn’t help but notice the way his hand trembled slightly when it brushed your skin.

He was trying to hide it, to maintain that same cool, detached demeanor, but you could tell he was affected. It was strange seeing this side of him.

When he finished with your lip, he pulled back slightly, his eyes narrowing as he studied the bruise forming on your cheek.

His hand lifted again, fingers hovering just over the swelling. For a moment, he hesitated, his expression tightening as if he was torn between wanting to fix something that couldn’t be fixed.

His eyes met yours again, and this time there was no mistaking the worry there. Rafe wasn’t one to show emotion easily—if ever—but in that brief second, you saw it. Concern. Maybe even fear.

“Does it hurt?” he asked, his voice softer now, the rough edge it usually carried gone.

You almost laughed at the question, but the look on his face stopped you.

“It’s fine,” you said, your voice sounding far more tired than you intended. “I’m used to it.”

His eyes darkened at your words, and he clenched his jaw as if he was holding something back. There was a flash of something behind his gaze—anger, maybe, but not directed at you.

You could tell he was trying to keep himself in check, trying not to show how much it bothered him.

But the way his eyes lingered on your face, the way his hand gently traced the edge of the bruise without actually touching it—he didn’t have to say anything for you to know he hated what he saw.

After a moment, he shook his head slightly, as if shaking off whatever thoughts were running through his mind.

He tossed the used antiseptic wipes aside and leaned back against the seat, exhaling slowly. The air between you felt thick, heavy with the weight of things left unsaid.

“You have to stop doing this,” you said, breaking the silence, though your voice was softer, almost teasing. “Saving me. Or… whatever this is.”

Rafe’s gaze flicked to you, his expression unreadable for a moment before he let out a low, humorless chuckle.

“Yeah, well,” he muttered, “you’ve got a habit of ending up in shit situations.”

You managed a small smile, though the ache in your lip made it difficult.

“Maybe. But you’re starting to make it your job to pull me out of them.”

He didn’t respond right away. Instead, he just stared ahead, his fingers tapping absently against the steering wheel. When he finally spoke, his voice was quieter, more serious.

“No one should have to go through that. No girl. No kid.”

There was something in the way he said it—something that made you pause. His words weren’t just about you; they carried the weight of his own experience.

You could see it in the way his expression hardened, the subtle tension in his body.

You turned to him, studying his profile in the dim light of the truck.

“Your dad… does he..” You trailed off, unsure if you should even ask.

Rafe glanced at you, a flash of something crossing his face before he quickly looked away.

"It’s not the same," he muttered, but his voice was tight, almost defensive. You didn’t push any further, sensing that whatever he was hiding, it wasn’t something he was ready to share.

Rafe might not have been on the receiving end of physical abuse like you, but it was clear he understood something about living in the shadow of a father’s cruelty.

Maybe not the same kind of abuse, but enough to know what it felt like to be stuck in a situation you couldn’t control.

You let the silence stretch between you again. After a moment, you turned back to face the windshield, feeling the weight of the unspoken understanding between you.

Neither of you said it, but it was there—a mutual recognition of the ways your lives were shaped by the people you couldn’t escape.

four

[juniperdugong]

Hi there! Could you do headcanons on choso discovering he has a little sister? She can be whatever age you want I just want to see big brother choso! Thank you! Have a great day!

A/N: THIS IS SO CUTE!!! I'm so obsessed with this concept, ugh! Tytyty for requesting lovely!

Choso discovering he has a Little Sis

✮ I'm so sorry that it has to start like this...but due to the nature of how his technique works, the most immediate thing that Choso would feel is complete dread and despair as the life of a sibling he has had no prior awareness of hangs on the scale of death

✮ He would go insane in the time between this initial discovery and finally finding her, thank goodness he can feel that she isn't dead but god was it a shock and a half to his system

✮ Cho spent days upon days searching hospitals for her. Even if he had prior engagements, they are completely forgotten as he pulls his focus to find his sibling.

✮ Eventually, he finds a girl around 8 years old, who had been in an accident. Apparently, she grew up with her dad and never knew her mom. Her dad passed from the accident and now she has no legal guardian nor any relatives who can take her in.

✮ WITH QUICKNESS Choso is taking her in! Does not matter if it causes complications for Headquarters, there is no questioning him on this decision.

✮ Through some not-so-subtle manipulation (he begged and was going to turn to threatening lowkey) he convinced the school to handle everything from getting her out of the hospital, to her father's affairs, to settling her into a room on campus.

✮ He's all over her immediately, doting on her EVERY. MOVE. Making sure she is okay and happy is his number 1 priority from the moment he knows about her!

✮ She's initially scared of him and scared of the entire situation though...which is NOT how he thought she would react

✮ Choso has an entire fantasy about her running into his arms the moment he mentions that he's her older brother

✮ He's completely dejected when she throws a plushy he had gotten her as a welcome gift right back at him and denies that he will ever be her brother (everyone's explained that she needs time but he's still crying behind her door at the rejection)

✮ Heartbroken but understanding, he keeps his distance for a while. Giving her time to acclimate to everything before approaching her again.

✮ He asks Yuki for tips on what little girls like and how he can make himself more likable in her eyes (She does not give the greatest advice so he falls back on Yuji and Megumi)

✮ They give some solid advice about engaging with her on things she likes so Choso dives headfirst into every single piece of media that she has a toy of, merch of, posters of, etc. (Yuji and Megs are actually really helpful in this department since the girl is slightly tomboyish having been raised by her dad)

✮ She would find presents randomly in areas she frequents around the school with notes attached. In the notes there would be the classic "I hope you're settling well" or "Have a great day!", along with anecdotes and things Cho has learned from his research about whichever piece of media the gift is from, and of course, they all end with "-From your big brother, Choso!"

✮ She still finds him very scary and intimidating but at least she knows her big brother is there for her when she's ready to accept him!

A/N: I love this so much!! He's actually the sweetest when it comes to his siblings...especially when it comes to the younger ones. I would absolutely adore doing a continuation if y'all want it! Thank you again for requesting @broad-strokes87 Please Reblog and Comment (They act as power-ups for me)

Taglist (OPEN): @iluvmattyb

[jiminy-crickets]

make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! then, tag as many people as you have wips.

Aaaaughhhhh @nightshadehasblorbos omg tytyty I can’t wait to info dump about my beloved WIPs

I’m tagging @mercurymilkcap (ty bestie for letting me yap at you about my fics) and @v8mpvrse (again ty for letting me yap) and literally anyone else who wants to do this <3

Obsessed

Mattdrai with past mcdrai, takes place from 2018 to the november 20th Edmonton Florida Game of this last season, it’s a song fic based off of Obsessed by Olivia Rodrigo, and it is from Matthew’s POV as he spends YEARS feeling like a bad boyfriend for obsessing over Leon and Connor’s long since ended ‘friends with benefits’ esque situationship, but it’s mostly about just falling in love how how to be a good boyfriend when you are both closeted public figures who have to keep up appearances of being rivals, and surviving long distance and what it’s like when you haven’t even met each others parents because you can’t come out because your father is a blabermouth with a history of hating you for being gay, the mortifying ordeal of coming out to your teammates and having them think you are actually dating your boyfriends ex, and figuring out how many ways you can have phone sex to forget about the thousands of kilometres between you and the love of your life.

Winners room trope exploration

It’s what it says on the tin, this is a doc with a bunch of half finished ideas, and outlined one shots exploring the logistical side of winners room verse, I made up a fun new job position “player health coordinator” who on paper are essentially health advocates for players and make sure that the team doctor is acting in the players best interest not the teams, but do double duty as being the people who organize rooms, and make sure the rules and followed and enforced. Also they gossip with each other and have a group chat where they are like ‘XYZ is being a little bitch lately, do NOT let him in rooms with dudes who are doormats, it will NOT end well” and “please remind visitors to XYZ arena that the room has shut sound insulation, the things I have heard would make a sailor blush” but these fics are mostly just like explorations of the culture around rooms, what teams let the winners pick? What teams pull straws? What is it like when you are dating someone and you meet them in the rooms? What players do people never pick from unspoken rules? What’s it like as a rookie? Etc etc etc

Lake House: Kiss Me Over The Garden Gate

This is my baby!!!! Quinn/Brady “secret dating” (everyone knows) the title kiss me over the garden gate is a type of flower that Quinn grows in the garden Brady made for him at the lake house <3 it’s about being tender and domestic and in love with your boyfriend of almost a decade for the short amount of time you have together before you need to go back to other sides of the continent and separated by five timezones… it’s also about how a LOT of queer teens/young adults want families, kids, white picket fence etc etc, and how it can seem impossible to achieve and how being closeted public figures who lives across the country from your LONG TERM boyfriend is hell, and how some days it seems like you will never get the life you want with one annother…. But mostly this fic is about Brady and Quinn being gross and sappy and in love and Jack, Luke and Matthew third wheeling them and they can’t even say “ew you guys are gross and in love and we hate third wheeling yall” because they made a pact when they realized Brady and Quinn were dating that they would let them come out when they were ready… but they made that pact seven years ago and oh my GOD can they be ready to come yet???

I know what boys like

Sid being a dude magnet at clubs and being all coy and not actually letting them hit because he’s a TEASE (and a closet case) and also because it’s MUCH much more entertaining to make dudes think they are about to hook up with Sidney Crosby then go “this is was fun… bye” before hopping in the closest taxi and speeding away to go jack off in his hotel room. Anyways he tries this trick with Colby and Colby is having NONE of it he’s like “sid!! I know your tricks I am wise to them!!! You cannot do this to me, I won’t let you!!!” Sid does however succeed in making Colby think they are gonna hook up… and they do!!! And it’s very sweet <3 (song fic based off of I know what boys like by the waitresses)

Guess

I’m not 10000% sure on the pairing, but… the vibes are telling me it’s two leafs, this is yet another song fic based off of guess by Charli xcx, and it’s very much living upto the chorus “you wanna guess the colour of my underwear, you wanna know what I got going on down there, is it pretty in pink or all see through? Is it showing off my brand new lower back tattoo? You wanna put it in your mouth, pull it all down south, you wanna turn this shit out that’s what I’m talking about, you wanna try it bite it lick it spit it pull it to the side and get all up in it, wear em post em might remix it send it to the dare yeah I think he’s with it” and “guess how much money I just took from this deal, guess the password to my google drive, you wanna guess the adresse of the party I’m at, you wanna guess if I’m serious about this song” basically player A just told player B that he’s about to sign a new deal (player A and B are in a FWB situation) and player B is like ‘let’s go out let’s celebrate!!’ And so they do… and right before they get into the Uber to head out player A sends player B a photo of a messy ‘someone just rummaged through here” drawer of panties and poor poor player B spends the entire evening hard and wanting to KNOW what player A is wearing but he can’t ask because ya know closeted athletes in a major hockey market and people eavesdropping, anyways it ends with player B indeed trying, biting, licking, spitting, wearing, pulling to the side and getting all up in player A’s panties.

Girl at home (mcdrai edition)

Wow shock and surprise yet annother song fic, though this one is more playfull teasing based off of the title then actually based on the song (girl at home by taylor swift) its mcdrai (oh and it’s called “mcdrai edition” because years ago I started… and abandoned [sorry to the ao3 commenter who was exited to read the rest] a Sidon/Zelda/Link fic based off of the same song) with background Edmonton polycule, and it’s right after the WCF and Connor is making big puppy eyes at Leon to kiss him in the locker room and Leon is all ‘it’s gonna be so embarrassing to pay a PDA fine as the captain, smh Lauren is gonna be mad if she isn’t the first one to kiss you after that goal’ and Connor is like ‘oh please we both know her and Cel are up in the box three white claws deep dry humping each other infront of the other WAGs’ and Leon is like ‘hehe yeah <3 they areeee <3’ and then they do kiss because Leon is powerless against Connor’s puppy eyes.

Kevin/Connor nesting fluff

Everyone give @pwhl-mybeloved a big round of applause because these two WIPs would NOT be possible without Mary indulging my Connor brainrot and bouncing ideas about how weird and funny he is. Anywaysss THIS fic is gonna put the ‘non traditional’ part of the ‘non traditional A/B/O dynamics’ tag to work lmao, basically in this world being an alpha or an omega is a vestigial trait, and 90% of people will never know what/if they are one, and heats and ruts are most commonly brought on my stress and lifestyle changes… and Connor breaking his jaw and being hopped the fuck up on painkillers send him into heat. But again its not a traditional omegaverse heat, plus the fact that he’s on hella painkillers he just makes himself a nest in the shooting room at the practice facility (using whatever things and gear he found around the facility) and camps himself out sleeping, walking up and practicing as much as the trainers allow him, and drinking protein smoothies, Kevin tries to get his sweater back from Connors nest and Connor is VERY firm on that not happening, but he does let Kevin in to cuddle and they chat and nap, and it’s very sweet and fluffy and Connor is high and passively horny so he’s just happy someone is taking care of him without telling him “no Connor you can’t practice big shots! No Connor you can’t skate!!”

Road Roomies (it’s not gay if I don’t kiss you)

Yet annother Connor/Kevin fic we all can thank @pwhl-mybeloved for, this one was gonna be a simple one shot… and then it grew… a lot. I think I can still make it work as a one shot but it’s gonna be LONG. And yeah, it’s road roommates + masturbation based hockey superstition/ritual + the mortifying ordeal of being on a team that fucking sucks and they keep looking at the new kid to fix it + having a crush on the one person you really fucking shouldn’t (x2) + how to come out when you have spent the last few road games jacking off in proximity to one annother + miscommunication (very brief though, because I don’t like miscommunication as a trope) and then to quote my outline “they just fall into bed and exchange sweet puppy love big cow eyes looking at each other tender kisses on the others nose soft and sweet handjobs”

Muahahahaha I love yapping about my WIPs <333333 yippeeeee

[atrial-ofhorror-if]

will be romancing the heck out of Yue also i remember u mentioned we could get locked out of the Yue romance early on in game and was wondering if when it happens could i have a hint pretty pls tytyty

also will be making fanart of my mc then yue in the future but i gotta say yue’s dad is fioneeeeee asf

Oooo, I would love to see the fanart whenever you create it! I always get excited whenever I see someone's art of their MC. Its like taking a peek into how you guys wade through the game 🤎🤎

But we're not gonna speed past you romancing Yue! He's a red flag 🚩 🥴🥴🥴 him and his father nonnie! Him and his father are both fine asf too 👀👀

I completely support it tho, and wanna see yall reactions to EVERYTHANG that surrounds Yue and his (unwilling absentee) father 👀👀👀👀

Also the hints will be thrown so hard for the next update 😫😫 no one will be able to miss them! I hope 🥴🥴.

Underneath the cut is a little hint, barely a smidgen but hopefully enough to guide you to the little Rabbit.

In the interlude, you will have to make a decision about a character. Some of you may want to say fuck them, but if you want Yue:

Choose to follow after them no matter what condition they are in.

[bronzefuryfic]

I was just thinking about Bronze Fury and is Rhae getting burnt by Sheepsteeler foreshadowing for a possible conflict with Nettles? Hopefully this isn't too spoilery of a question.

HIII TYTYTY

I will say now I do not having anything concrete planned for Nettles and Rhae- since I use the shows timeline as a rough outline, I’m waiting for Nettles’ House of the Dragon debut to make any decisions on what kind of scenes I’d write between the two characters. In that sense, I don’t have anything too spoilery to share, just some general intuitions on what I might want to do with her later.

However, with what knowledge I had of Nettles from my read of Fire & Blood, I did use what I knew to lay some groundwork for what I think that dynamic might be. Choosing Sheepstealer as Rhae’s failed attempt at claiming a dragon was absolutely influenced by this!

Some more discussion under the cut- again, nothing I think of as too spoilery? Especially because I don’t have anything set in stone- just kind of my thought process regarding Rhae and Nettles’ possible dynamic when that time comes

As I said, I did have Nettles in mind when I decided to have Rhae try (and fail) to claim Sheepstealer!

Rhae’s approach is very similar to the one Nettles uses in Fire & Blood- appealing to Sheepstealer with an offering of food before attempting to ride. However, whereas Nettles exercised a lot more restraint when she did this (and thus succeeded), Rhae was far too hasty.

(In my mind, even if Rhae hadn’t tripped and caused Sheepstealer to panic, that encounter was destined to fail. She can/ does blame it on her literal misstep, but her and Ser Gerold’s plan put way too much trust in Rhae’s Valyrian blood to do the work for them. Patience was key, and Rhae likely would’ve been attacked or thrown off if she’d gotten closer. While Rhae used the sheep as a distraction, Nettles used sheep to build trust.)

Additionally, in Fire & Blood, Nettles has something else that Rhae sorely longs for- Daemons approval. While Nettles doesn’t yet exist in Bronze Fury, once Rhae does become aware of her, I’m sure she’s going to have some feelings about some “nobody” snagging the dragon she failed to claim AND gaining her fathers favor in one fell swoop.

I don’t think Rhae would necessarily hate Nettles- she’s pretty good at giving people the benefit of the doubt, and it’s not like Nettles personally knows Rhae and is doing any of these things to spite her. However, I don’t think this rules out the possibility of jealousy. I’d have to see what the show does with Nettles to really settle on what their dynamic would be and what kind of interactions they could have, but at present I imagine a one-sided rivalry coming from Rhae. Nettles succeeds where Rhae fails in multiple ways, and I think that would serve to bring about the worst of her insecurities.

[nightmaretherabbit]

WAAAAAAAA IT'S EVAN AND WILLIAM! THE FATHER AND SON! FAVORITE CHILD AND HIS DAD, CRY BABY AND PURPLE GUY!!! YAYYY TYTYTY

Happy holidays!

I made you guys some gifts! I'm sorry I couldn't make all of my moots a gift.

But I hope you guys have a wonderful day!

@nightmaretherabbit

@chaos-ace

@hey-imma-fangirl

@zonokat

@justsomerandohere

@firecurls-27

[evilcatgirlwizard]

now that I have your attention

my cats and i are still starving.

i heard somewhere that remaking posts helps these get out more so... here it is!

im lessa, and im a disabled nb lesbian whos father doesnt purchase enough food to keep me alive! AND i have to feed my cats, so! i still need money, i still need help. reblogs are absolutely great if you don't have spare cash!!

https://ko-fi.com/necrobinical

paypal.me/lessabein

(ko-fi takes 0% of your donations to me! and if you donated, feel free to dm me for a cat photo or some art!!!

paypal also doesnt take a Lot of ur donations,, tytyty)

[foryouthegays]

After the war stream I started thinking about how both Eret and Techno are basically alone. And even though Eret definitely redeemed himself a long time ago he’ll still be looked at as a traitor to both L’manberg and to the Dream SMP, he basically has nothing (besides his giant castle that he still technically lives in, but let’s think more in the rp). It also helps that Eret and Techno are some of the few people that actually try be buff/spend a lot of time grinding .

There’s also Techno who’s usually either grinding and just vibing with the chat or is “helping” (fighting for) someone. There aren’t that many friendly moments in Techno’s streams, unless they are with Philza. And now since he’s killed many citizens of L’manberg, and assassinating the new president, I don’t think people are very fond of him rn.

And then there’s Dadza, unlike the other two (in rp), he’s usually seen as the resident kind father figure. But people always seem to forget how chaotic Philza really is, especially when paired with Techno. Philza is literally ride or die for Techno, and has and always will support his anarchist ways. And when the three were just vibing in Techno’s base complaining about the new governments and reading Techno’s diary during the aftermath of the war the dynamic was on point. I’d like to think that maybe one day Eret just breaks and goes with Techno to take over the world and a supportive Dadza by their sides. -🍿 (Sorry for how long it is, there are some more points that I wanted to make but I think I’ll save them for later)

popcorn i would die for you this is all??? so smart???? oh my gosh i love this tytyty

[bubbled-clouds]

I know it's not quite your bday for you but it is in my time zone so HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! I HOPE THIS NEXT YEAR IS DELIGHTFUL AND THAT THE THINGS YOU HOPE WILL HAPPEN COME TRUE!!!! you are a wonderful person and ily💙💙💙*all the hugsssss to my illegal adult*

A H!! you Should be asleep rn :) but!!! consider yourself special for being the first one to wish me (definitely going to tease rachel abt this AGSJS) BUT!!! TYTYTY LOVE YOU TOO *alllll the hugs to my favorite father* 💛💛💛🫂🫂🫂🫂

[ezee-street]

AAAAAA

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @thesleepygriffin !! Im running late to work, other wise i would have done a better coloring at this, but I hope you like it either way !!

[mycelium-bf]

Thoughts on Loki?? Go off go crazy go stupid

OMG HELLO OLD ASK TYTYTY

ohhh I have so many thoughts,,, first and foremost they r the absolute love of my life like I genuinely think we are soulmates <33 hes a complete work of art in every way and I think abt him every night while I'm laying in bed

ok now I'm gonna talk a lot <333

starting off strong I've been wanting 2 talk abt this more than I have but I just LOVE LOVE LOVE how flamboyant and fruity he is in this ep and I saw a post earlier which was basically like omg loki was able to be openly queer and self expressive and HAPPY on jotunheim which now makes u realize what a stiff and heteronormative environment asgard probably is (at least within the palace)

it just gives me sososo many feelings but mostly butterflies in my tummy HDBFHDHCJS like this ep is how I've imagined his personality for so long and I'm so glad we finally got it

and that's not to say I don't like his personality in the mcu bc I think ragnarok is a pretty good example of him being able to loosen up after leaving asgard for a while and also while he's stupid hot in the first avengers movie he's also under the effects of the mind stone and probably just so exhausted like I can't even imagine that I don't think it's a great example of his regular personality

and in thor 1 they are VERY reserved and quiet, a model prince if u will but like. they also suffer probably the biggest trauma ever in their life so far that u can tell that he's acting solely out of anger and betrayal for the entire second half of the movie which again is not a great example of his normal personality :'))

and in the loki series unfortunately they really tried to straighten him out and make him a regular straight man protagonist which I resent very much but it's okay I've rewritten every episode in my head and also his personality is a LOT more pronounced which is really nice bc u can tell that being off of asgard really does help him loosen up and open up and I just. 🥺🥺🥺

anyway also just makes me think abt how odin literally lied abt loki being a runt and probably magiked him to stay regular sized at the same time he created his asgardian disguise which is why I think it makes sense that in the first movie he turned blue but stayed the same size bc he also could only turn blue while holding the casket of ancient winters (the jotun's source of power that odin also stole when he kidnapped loki :'))

hmmm closing thoughts,,,, odin is the worst father ever and I just want 2 be held by giant husband 🥺🥺 also I wanna play with and braid his hair so bad I can just see him sitting on the floor or smth while I sit on the edge of the bed and brush and braid his hair and he sometimes falls asleep while I'm doing it if he's already a little tired bc it's just so relaxing and he can just lay his head right back into my lap OUGH I LOVE THEM SOSOSOSO MUCH I CANT EVEN DESCRIBEEEEE

[oceaes-moved]

tagged by: @nxrti, @http-lance and @tahleeur (tytyty ily all)

rules: we’re snooping on your playlist. set your entire music library on shuffle and report the first 10 songs that pop up. then choose 10 victims.

rock + roll - eden

Talia - King Princess 

A Twist In My Story - Secondhand Serenade 

Enough For Now - The Fray

A Trophy Fathers Trophy Son - Sleeping With Sirens

I’m Here - The Colour Purple (Cynthia Erivo)

Plug in Baby - Muse

Bulletproof Love - Pierce the Veil 

Paris in the Rain - LAUV

Ever After - Marianas Trench’

I tag: @shootymcshoot, @ohpeech, @sweethearthunk, @thororos, @originalherondale, @galaxy-garrisson, @hoktril, @songsnstars and anyone else who wants to do this!

[ramen-noodle-avery]

Heyyyaa! Oh my god I love your page skbfjsbdudjbd. you know lately, I’ve been swerving into jonahs lane but there aren’t a lot of imagines abt my bby. so, I was I wondering if you could write me an imagine where the readers parents are like falling out of love or going through a divorce and she’s really scared that the same thing is going to happen to her and Jonah but then he reassures her that it’s not gonna happen and just fluff overall? tytyty

anything for you !! ❤️ enjoy !! (To the other anon awaiting their small lil imagine fic I’m posting it tomorrow!!) much love to you!!

“Yes, I understand. Okay. I’ll talk to you later. No, Mom, I’m fine.” You hang up the phone and run your hands through your hair in frustration.

“Your father and I will always love you but we just don’t love each other as much anymore.” Those words have been ringing in your head since yesterday. Your parents decided to get a divorce and your entire world came crumbling down. You always looked up to your parents when it came to love. You always hoped you would find someone that would make you as happy as your parents were when they were together but now that they’re over, you don’t know what to believe in anymore.

“Everything okay?” You walk back over to the couch and take a seat next to Jonah again. You and Jonah have been together for almost two years and just the thought of you two breaking up kills you inside.

“Yeah.” He leans over kisses your head and smiles.

“Obviously, it’s something.” You shake your head.

“Nope.” You awkwardly smile then your boyfriend shrugs then turns back to the TV.

“This is the good part!” Jonah points as wedding displays on the screen and all the characters look so happy as the bride walks down the aisle. You scoff and Jonah turns to you.

“What?”

“They won’t last.”

“What do you mean?” Your eyes don’t leave the screen and you have a monotone in your voice.

“Everything that has a beginning has an ending. It’s inevitable.”

“(Y/N), what’s going on?” You shrug and keep your head down.

“Honey, what’s the matter?” You shake your head and feel tears running down your face. You stand up from the couch and turn back.

“Why are you still with me if we’re just wasting time?” Jonah looks up with worry in his eyes.

“(Y/N), love.”

“No! We’re going to break up! I just know it! You’re going to stop liking me and it’s over and I’m going to be heartbroken!” Hot tears run down your face as you break down.

“We’re not breaking up, (Y/N). We’ve gone through too much for us to quit now.” Jonah tries to reassure you but you’re not hearing it.

“My parents were married for over 20 years and they still decided to end things.”

“What?”

“My parents are getting a divorce, Jonah!” You look down and shake your head as Jonah tries to come up with something to say.

“Let’s face it, we’re only temporary.” You rush off before he can say anything and rush into the bathroom and shut the door. Jonah chases after you and starts to knock on the door.

“(Y/N), Open up.” You silently cry as he continues to knock and jiggly the locked handle of the door.

“Nothing ever last.” You sniff and call back.

“We will.”

“How am I supposed to know that? If my parents can’t last, how can we?”

“We’re not your parents.” You remain silent as he sighs behind the door.

“I promised I’d give you the world. You’re my everything, (Y/N). You’re what I want to wake up to every day and what I want to go to sleep and dream about. I love you too much to let go.” You gasp and lay your hand over your heart. You stand up and wipe away at your tears and open the door.

“Y-you what?” Jonah stands up and fixes his shirt.

“I said, I-I love you too much to let go.”

“Say the first part again.”

“I love you.” You feel more tears running down your cheeks but this time of happiness.

“I love you too, Jonah.” You run into his arms for a hug and keep him in a deep embrace. When you pull away, you lean in for a kiss.

“(Y/N), I love you so much that I can’t see myself without you. I know your parents loved each other but you can’t base what we have on what they did.” You nod and hug him again.

“I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, love.” You kiss him again and smile

“I love you, Jonah.”

“I love you too, (Y/N).”

[fanficsandfluff]

Prompt: Greg Lestrade (or Sherlock or john), Rosie Watson, a game of twister, and tickles :p you can take it from there

OKAY I LIKE THE TWISTER PROMPT. ONE OF MY FAV SCENARIOS EVER. BUT IMMA JUST DO SOME QUICK HEADCANONS FOR THIS TYTYTY ANON!

Greg 

takes the game totally seriously

tries to win

but dammit his old man bones are getting the better of him

probably the first to get out despite all his efforts

precious

John

plays just to see his daughter’s enjoyment, since daddy Watson always wants to make sure his Rosie is happy

will nudge at anyone in his way

so what if it’s cheating?

he’ll mostly try to knock Sherlock off his spots, like the father within him wants to allow Rosie to win

pretty tough competition between him and Rosie

Sherlock

gives no fucks 

plays to win

even though he fights all the way through how time consuming and ultimately unsatisfying the victory is

cheats using pokes and tickles

John would collapse when Sherlock tickles his side but he’d quickly get revenge by going after him in return

Sherlock can’t exactly take what he dishes out

even his lanky figure can’t save him in the majesty of Twister

Rosie is happy to shoot some pokes to her exposed uncle’s limbs, knowing it’s unlikely he’ll retaliate at least to her

precious babe has fun in the end

Rosie

laughs the whole way through

makes remarks about the elders’ ages constantly

her youth will of course give her the advantage

but when her dad starts to cheat, she doesn’t take that and will push him back

she’s too ticklish to really be Twister-ing anyway

hell, there was a game when all three friggin’ dads converged on her after her victory