#unseperable

[lucislibari]

Dream girl: Buff debatedly literate woman who listens to you yap in the stagecoach to Hell.

[number1spongebobfan]

"Hello Mr. Oliver"

[dreastmilk]

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I was watching the latest omni video and he used this pic as a preview to what he'd be talking about with george 😭😭

[williamverse]

i fifnished this piece!!! i was wondering what gabriel's face under his helmet could look like, and among other possibilities like there not being a face at all or the helmet being an unseperable part of his head, i thought: what if he has a lot of eyes and like mouths and stuff there?

so in this art v1 managed to crack gabriel's helmet, revealing an eye

[littlemissshoei]

DARLIN' CAN I BE YOUR FAVORITE?

RENSUKE KUNIGAMI X FEM READER

18+ ; character has been aged up.

story synopsis: Your oh-so cherished friendship with Kunigami fell into shambles the moment he returned from wildcard, discarding everything you guys had built until now into the trash. He visits his home during his two week break, and you're determined to give the boy a piece of your mind.

CONTENT WARNING: friends to "strangers" to lovers, conflict, argument, talking it out, post!wildcard kunigami, kunigami has a soft spot for you, consent check in, manhandling, marking, rough, dirty talk, degradation and praise, breeding kink, creampie, angst with happy ending, aftercare, confessions. characters have been aged up.

HE WAS SUCH A sweet boy. You had never a guy like Rensuke Kunigami before. A nature as gentle as his wasn't something the world deserved. Ever since he was little, the boy had struggled standing up to bullies. While he never said something back, the effect their words had on him didn't go unnoticed. Slowlyy but surely, he became quieter, more reserved. That once with smiles adorned faced had a somber gloom to it, and it was eating him alive.

That was until a little girl his age said a piece of her mind, yelling at the group from the top of her lungs. In all his life, he had never expected such kindness from a total stranger, it made him feel loved and seen.

Ever since that day, the two of you became unseperable, doing everything you could together. Playdates, school projects, hanging out, it was always the two of you against the world, and you wouldn't have wanted it in any other way.

A friendship like you had with him was something you had never experienced before. Being around him felt comforting — the boy felt like home. You enjoyed talking to him about everything was was on your mind, from the most trivial things to serious issues, and he always sat there, oh so prettily, listening to your soothing voice. The way you opened up to him was one of the many things he admired about you, there were just so many to count!

He loved the way your hair looked every time the soft, summer breeze blew through it, the way your eyes sparkled whenever you got excited. He loved the change in your tone whenever you'd talk to his younger sisters, playing with them so adorably, it almost made his mind wander to scenarios of you being a mom. He loved the way you smelled, the way your touch sent shivers down his spine, and most importantly, he loved you for staying true to yourself, not caring about what others said.

There was definitely something there between the two of you. The issue was that neither dared to cross the line between friends and lovers, scared of what it might result in. Both of your parents teased you about it, alongside Kunigami's sisters who absolutely adored you, but you were afraid, and nothing could be done about it.

Atleast, that's what you thought

KUNIGAMI HAS ALWAYS HAD a passion for football, and he was good at it too. Despite his kind spirit always making him the target of his teammate's outbursts, he happily accepted it as long as he felt the rush of victory.

When he told you about being accepted into a programme to create the perfect striker you weren't surprised, supporting his dream as much as you could. It was exciting at first, and you listened to his stories in awe. He finally managed to make some new friends, and things were going well.

That was until one day, he stopped messaging you. He was online, yet no trace of his presence in your dust catching conversations. It was strange, he usually replied at all times. It went on for a while, until he finally did. When he did though, his words were short and to the point. This wasn't the same Kunigami you knew. Every time you tried confronting him he ignored it, and little by little you had enough.

You remembered oh so vividly how you asked him what he was doing, just for him to tell you to "Stop prying into his personal business because you were annoying." — alongside that, most of his replies were the same. Uninterested and rude.

Months had passed since the last time you had spoken to your so called best friend — who was more like a stranger at the moment — and even though it hurt, life moved on without uncertainity. It wasn't worth crying over spoiler milk, after all, you still had his sisters by your side who also took notice of his strange behaviour.

Today you decided to visit his house again. The girls had been nagging you all week about visiting them again, and you couldn't say no. You got ready and finally made your way towards the Kunigami household, where you were met by a strange surprise.

ONCE YOU OPENED THE the door, you walked straight into the firm, muscular back of a tall figure. You stepped back and looked up, noticing a familiar haircut. Your eyes widened as you muttered a simple "sorry" before walking past him into the living room, not even daring to look him in the eyes.

Kunigami's little sister was happily waiting for you in the livingroom with a tea set and two tiaras, one resting on her head while the other awaited to be seated on yours. A warm smile tugged at your lips as you sat down next to her, listening to the etiqettue she had prepared for the two of you as you placed the tiara on top of your head.

You didn't notice the tall male spying on the two of you from the corner of the door, an unreadable expression on his face as watched you take care of her as if she was your own kid. So kind, so caring.. He tried to surpress the feeling bubbling inside his chest, but it grew the longer he stared at you. He walked away, leaving the two of you enjoy the rest of your time together.

After a while, Kunigami's parents rushed downstairs, gesturing for the little girl to follow them.

"Oh? Do you have to go somewhere? I'll ge—"

"Oh, no! You can stay here [name] we'll be back in a second, just wait a little." The other sister replied as she put her coat on and waved her goodbye.

You weren't even able to complain before the door closed and you were left alone in the livingroom. Shrugging, you got comfortable on the couch, deciding to let the time pass by scrolling endlessly on your phone.

Great plan, but not waterproof. You happened to forget to charge your phone earlier today and your charger was not in your jacket's pocket. Just great! Luckily, you remembered about the spare charger you left here for situations like this. Your fingers flew over the keyboard as you typed out a message to Kunigami's sister, asking where it was. She replied fast, and your face took a sour turn when she told you it was in the boy's room.

Just what you needed, a confrontation with Rensuke. You groaned, standing up almost hesitantly before making your way towards the stairs.

You knew your way to his room, it was where the two of you spent your most time together. With one last, deep breath you opened the door and gasped when you saw the scene in front of you. Out of all possible times you walked into him getting changed. Shirtless. He seemed to have gotten more muscular, and you couldn't stop your mind from wondering how his back would look like full of scratches. Your face reddened as you looked down and you could hear a faint scoffing. It took everything in your power to not slap some sense into him. Instead, you looked up to face him again, a smile tugging at your lips.

"Hey, Ren. Have you seen my charger?"

He looked at you, almost confused before he turned his back to you. The audacity this boy had right now.

"What the.. Hey! What the hell man. Just tell me where the charger is, dammit."

You were met with the same quietness.

And that was enough to make you snap.

YOUR HAND GRASPED HIS shoulder and turned him around. You could see that he was caught off guard, but simply couldn't care less.

"You fucking idiot what the hell happened to you?? why are you acting the way you are, are you crazy?!" You said, tone raising the more worked up you became. Ultimately, once you started talking, nothing could stop you any longer from pouring you heart out to him. Your yelling was followed by tears and franctic hand movements, waving around as you told him just how much his behaviour was hurting you.

"You're doing it again and again, treating me like shit, as if I mean nothing to you! Is that what it is Rensuke? Have you gotten tired of me, does nothing what I did for you have any meanings?! What the fuck happened to you, what made you become a total asshole?!"

Finally, everything came to an end, and as you were about to walk out, having given up on obtaining the charger, Kunigami pushed you against the door, slamming it shut as he towered over you. Your eyes widened in surprise, heart beating out of your chest as you looked up to meet him face. He didn't say anything, just inched closer and closer until your faces were only milimeters away. The boy's breath was fanning over your lips, the room filled with the sound of heavy breathing.

"R..re—"

Before you could finish your sentence his lips crashed into yours, meeting them in a fierce, passionate kiss. His tongue ghosted over your lower lip and entered your mouth once he felt you gasp. You were more than surprised. You should be mad at him, push him away, reject him even. But the heart wants what it wants, and right now it craves to cross the line you never dared to cross.

Your hands found their way in his hair, causing a stiffled moan to escape his lips once you started tugging at it. The kiss made you dizzy and breathless, and once you finally parted to catch your breath, Kunigami snaked his arm around your waist and dragged you towards the bed, pushing you down before hovering over you and resuming his attack on your lips.

He knew that he did not deserve your kindness, and that you should've walked away, but if there was one thing the male learned while attending Blue Lock was that you wouldn't get anywhere without being selfish.

Being a little egoistical wouldn't hurt now, would it?

Without breaking the kiss he spread your legs open, getting in between them as his hand slid down your body, sneakily creeping under your shirt.

Kunigami broke the kiss, distancing himself to look at your face. You were a mess, panting, eyes half lidded, lips bruised because of how he kissed you. You were stunning.

"Rensuke..."

You breathed out, watching his expression soften as his calloused hand cupped your cheek.

"We can stop right now." The male said firmly. No matter how badly he wanted you, he didn't want to hurt you in the process.

"No." You replied, standing your ground. Something in his eyes seemed to have change, lust flickering in them.

"No backing out now."

Your body felt on fire with the way his hands worked on it, touch as electrifying as it could be. Your shirt was discarded of the moment you said no, and his rough hands had a hard time unbuttoning your bra. Once he managed to do so, it was thrown across his room.

You had never seen this side of Kunigami before. He was like an animal in heat. Yet, you couldn't deny how much it turned you on. You didn't even notice it until you realized you were grinding up against him, but he didn't seem to mind. With one hand hand he groped your breast, while the other was being attacked by his mouth, tongue swirling around your now hardened nipple. You felt overwhelmingly good, whines and moans escaping your lips. After he finished up ravaging your chest, his breath ghosted over your body as he left marks in its wake, both in visible and invisible places, almost strategically.

The rest went like a whirlwind. The sounds of clothes ruffling accompanied by heavy breaths and beating hearts caught your attention, and soon you found yourself staring at his massive, throbbing cock, standing up with precum leaking from the reddened tip.

HIS FINGER SLID DOWN from your stomach to your exposed cunt, experimentally sliding two digits in while his thumb worked its way with your clit. All you could do was blabber his name, feeling yourself grind against his fingers that were pumping in and out of you. This wasn't enough, no. He needed more. YOU needed more, and he was happy to oblige.

Once he pulled them out, you felt empty and cold, but that feeling was soon replaced by the sensation of his tip rubbing in between your wet folds.

" 'M gonna fuck you like the whore you are, hm?"

All you could do was nod, gripping onto the matress as he started sliding his thick member into your tight hole. You had never experienced something like this, it hurt so bad yet felt so good, the burning sensation sending shivers down your spine. Once he was completely in he didn't hesitate in the slightest, instead he started thrusting in and out at a merciless pace, sliding his lenght all the way out before ramming it inside.

His tongue dragged across your neck, hands groping your tits as he bullied his cock into your needy cunt. The way your ways fluttered and clenched around him, eagerly forming themselves in his shape. It was something to die for, something he had craved for so long.

"You like that hm? When I'm all rough with you. Fucking filthy."

He spat out as his arms hooked around your legs, spreading them wider for better access. His balls slapped against your ass as he continued going, overstimulating you to the point your brain felt like nothing more mushy sponge.

You felt your orgasm nearing, and so did he. Kunigami smirked, picking up his pace.

"Come on, cream all over that cock, won'tcha? You seem so eager to get me all dirty anyway."

That was enough to make you come, his pace never slowing down as you rode out your orgasm.

"Now you're gonna be a good girl for me and make me cum too, won't you?"

You franctically nodded, his tip kissing your cervix with each thrust.

The closer he got to his orgasm, the more images of you with his little sister flashed before his mind, and he knew what he had to do.

" 'M gonna fuck a baby into you. You'd make such a good mommy, so, so pretty with my cum all stuffed into you."

"Fuck.. yes please!"

"You want that?" He cooed.

"I do, please Ren!" You moaned out as he pressed up against you, chest flush against yours as he kissed your cheek.

"Then so be it."

And with that he released inside you, your eager cunt milking his cock dry until all his seed was inside. His sloppy thrusts fucked everything in deeper, making sure no drop was wasted.

His forehead leaned against yours, eyes watching you as you slowly recovered from the wild ride.

Kunigami pulled out and stood up. You were wondering where he went until he came back with a towel and helped you get cleaned up. He tenderly kissed your stomach and wrapped the blanket around you.

"Uhm.. Ren. I think I should get dressed maybe..?"

You suggested, remembering his parents could be back at any minute.

"Right."

You quickly found your clothes — all except for your shirt that seemed to have dissapeared into thin air. —

"Have you seen my shirt?"

He shook his head, instead throwing another shirt in your direction.

"Wear this."

"Your.. jersey?"

"Yeah."

Your cheeks reddened as you put it on. It smelled like him, and the material felt so good.

Now it was time to talk about what happened.

"Ren.. would you mind explaining what the hell was going on? Do you hate me?"

He sat down next to you and sighed, grimacing slightly.

"Ofcourse I don't, [name]. I love you too much for that."

"I love you too Ren.. I think it's obvious in what way too."

"Yeah.. same here."

"So if we both feel the same.."

"I want you to be my girlfriend yeah."

"I'd love that. But don't try and dodge the topic we were discussing earlier."

He sighed but ultimately gave up, explaining in heavy detailed what happened in blue lock. Your face twisted in sadness and you pulled him into a tight hug after he finished speaking.

"What?"

"I just felt like you needed a hug. Did you not?"

"I did. Thank you. I'm sorry for everything."

The way his voice broke made your heart ache and you smiled, cupping his cheek.

"It's okay. Just, please. Talk to me next time. I'd never leave you, you know that right?"

"I do, yeah. You're right."

He pulled you back onto the bed, wrapping his arms around you as he planted a kiss on your head.

"I love you, [name]"

"I love you too, Ren"

You didn't know when you started becoming sleepy, yet soon enough the both of you drifted off to sleep, and when his sister walked in to ask him where you went, she fistbumped the air when she saw the two of you cuddled up in his bed.

"WE DID IT!"

She cheered once she rushed downstairs, highfiving her parents as they all snickered.

"I knew we'd get them to confess. This plan was bulletproof."

[kcokaine]

how would you describe the right sukugo dynamic?

To be fair there is many interpretations. Sukuna canonically rejected Gojo’s advance to reach out to him, gojo tried his best. Its a situation of “in another universe.”. Yet sukuna still missed Gojo because he was the closest to ever understand him and breaking his solitude.

Its because the story of jjk isnt about gojo and sukuna, its about yuji and sukuna. Yuji inevetably accepted Sukuna for what he was.

Now to make Sukugo work it needs to be an AU under different circumstances. Usually where they are on equal power level which isnt too far off cause i do believe gojo had a good chance of defeating Sukuna.

In this case they are truly equal. An unstoppble force meets unmovable object. They clash and realize how they are truly not alone at the peak of power. Because to know kindness you need to know weakness. They awaken that weakness in each other. My vision is that Sukuna has hold on Gojo’s mind while Gojo has a hold of his heart. Because in contrast, Gojo softens Sukuna and Sukuna hardens Gojo. They are two beings that cant exist without each other to their full potential.

sukuna was born and shifted the balance of the world, resulting to the birth of six eyes to measure up to him.

Sukuna was born a mistake and gojo was born to correct the mistake. But who is to decide what they do with their lives and purpose. Its a subjective point of view like the ying and yang or the dragon and the tiger.

In reality people just need companion. No human being can exist and live alone.

Therefore their codependence and love is unseperable once they colide. Its a toxic obsession but its also love on so much deeper and existential level than what people comprehend as the ordinary romance. Neither of them ever said “i love you” directly because they dont need to. They dont need to understand their exact feeling because all they do is act up on an instinct.

The ship is a what if. And that what if is kind of a crazy concept.

[4thebedrockbros]

The obligatory SBI Hogwarts AU ( fuck jk Rowling tho)

With Phil, a war veteran as a defense against the art teacher, Tommy as a too powerful Gryffondor/Hufflepuff ( not sure ABT that one ) and Technoblade as a cursed Slytherin.

Technoblade is a pureblood with a family into some cult shit ( blood god ect ) that was supposed to be sorted into Ravenclaw but practically begged the hat to put him into Slytherin because he did nit want to deal with his family bullshit. With than the curse of voices, he gets into fight fairly often which causes him to almost always be in detention. ( That's how he meets Tommy and Phil )

Tommy Innit is a muggleborn just a wee bit too powerful and uncontrollable magic, that gets him into trouble at school but also in his everyday life in the Muggle world where he's a foster kid. ( Try to be a witch and a foster kid it's a pain in the ass ).

Philza Craft is a veteran, and also a crow animagus that's been requested to become a teacher at hogwart because the Minister of magic are a bunch of pussies scared of some prophecy. He's a defense against the dark arts teacher and also is responsible for the detention classes. Tommy and Techno basically becomes his responsibilities and if something happens with them he's called immediately ( before their families yes ).

As for other characters:

Tubbo is a pureblood Ravenclaw, and he's terrifying. The guy likes to create spells and testing things he probably shouldn't test with magic. He's also Tommy's best friend and would do anything for him. They meet while shopping for school necessities their first year and become unseperable.

Ranboo is a half blood Hufflepuff/Gryffondor ( again unsure ) with a powerful magic, to cope with it his body just erase memories of times he couldn't control themself. They meet Tommy Purpled and Tubbo in the train during their first year.

Purpled is a muggleborn Slytherin, he wasn't too shocked to develop magic because of all the weird shit around him during his childhood. While people think Ranboo is the most responsible out of them, he takes care of his friend in his own way and is the most responsible one.

Nikki is a pure blood Hufflepuff with a knack for healing magic. She's one of Techno's closest friend and will defend him against rumours spreading assholes.

Slimecicle is a ghost of a Ravenclaw student, thought he tends to hang out in the Slytherin dorms the most to hang out with Quality. When he's not there he tends to spy on students or spook them for fun.

Quackity is a pureblood Slytherin that used to be a dick to Techno but calmed down after getting his ass kicked. He gets along well with Tommy when the blonde didn't know what happened between them but once he learned Toms kinda kicked his ass verbally so they're not as close.

Sam is Charms/Potions teacher that took Tubbo under his wings to avoid mass destruction. He the second teacher to go to if the quatuor of chaos gets in trouble.

Ponk is our resident nurse of course.

[fangirlforeversthings]

When obi wan met cody or: the story why obi wan loves him so much.

A very short story by: me

Obi wan suddenly, dramatically throws his robe down and yells into the skies: WHY IS EVERYONE IN THIS FREAKING GALAXY A KRIFFIN LUNATICK EVEN THE FORCE?! *sinking his shoulders sadly* why am i the only normal reasonable adult here? *sniff*

His robe then is picked up by a pair of gloved hands. Cody, picks it up and hands it to him then calmly crosses his arms behind his back.

Cody: Here you dropped this sir :) My name is marshall commander cody, i am assigned to you as your commander :)

Obi wan:

Obi *whisper*: a normal reasonable adult?!

Cody: oh thank the maker i didn't want to be so forward at our first meeting but yes oh finally A NORMAL PERSON. *leans in and whispers behind held out hand* these lunaticks here all all out of their minds aren't they?

Obi with teary eyes: YESSSS!

*edit

They both then proceeded to sing barbie as the princess and the paupers: i'm just like you (yes with performance)

And since this day they are unseperable. Two tired adults drinking their Whiskey adorned morning coffee and silently judging everyone else around them

They are staring. Furociously. Everbody knows

[cbsxreader]

hi muehehe same anon who requested scout and sniper x miss paulinh bff over here, how ab scout and sniper (seperate :p) x close friend!reader where like reader is very close to [insert merc] like always giving them hugs n stuff and then one morning [merc] wakes up with reader cuddling them (maybe after like a super tiring hang out or smt) and [merc] is like “woah.. i think i rlly like them 😵‍💫❤️” !!

tysm! and it’s 100% alright if this request takes a long time, it’s a lot to process lol :)!! /gen

Sniper and Scout realizing they like you!

Scout

You and Scout had always gotten along. Eversince the day you met, his rambles would consist of many different topics, making you able to freely talk to him about anything. Though it may have been tiring sometimes, it was all worth it.

After some time, there wasn't a time when Scout wasn't talking to you. For him, it felt good to have someone listen to him. And when you started to match his energy, you became unseperable.

Your bond became stronger when he let you prank his teammates (specifically Spy) and when he talked you into playing baseball with him. Scout hadn't had a friend like you, like, ever, and he wanted to make the best out of your friendship.

Then he announced that he had organised a day for you two to spend together. To be fair, the schedule was messily written on a crumbled paper and neither you or Scout himself could decipher what it said.

So, you just went wherever your heart took you. You walked through a room with a pool table? You played for a little bit. Walked into the kitchen? Took some snacks for yourself. Spotted an unsuspecting co-worker? Pulled a prank on them.

This went on as the hours passed by, you didn't even notice that you had basically skipped lunch and that it was getting a bit late.

Though baseball and messing with other people was fun, you both suddenly didn't want to do anything. You had ran out of options of what to do, either something seemed done to hell or straight up boring.

So, you decided to watch a movie together, putting a tape on the living room tv. Because of the long day you two shared, you collapsed onto the couch, letting your limbs fall wherever.

"Damn, today was fun!" You said with a tired smile.

"You can say that again!" Scout replied, putting on the film before coming over to the couch.

He let himself fall on the couch, joining you. You both melted into the cushions, your arms slightly grazing together.

The movie turned out to not be so good, it failed to catch your interest, and when it did, you couldn't pay attention for long. It was the same for Scout, he could hardly understand the movie because some parts just went through one of his ears and went through the other.

Your eyelids were heavy and it was hard to keep your eyes open. You desperately tried to remain awake, trying to show that you still had some energy in you. Scout, too, had nearly closed eyes and yawned a lot. He tried to keep himself from falling asleep by stretching every once in a while, but it didn't help.

After a particular yawn, you couldn't keep your eyes open and, without even noticing, you slipped into sleep. Meanwhile Scout had already secretly fallen asleep as well.

The next morning, Scout woke up, and then he realized he was pushed into the cushions and was laying on his back. He yawned only to feel pressure on his chest and finding it more difficult to breathe. His eyes widened, thinking another one of Medic's birds was in his chest.

And then he saw you, your cheek pressed against his chest. Your arms were wrapped around him in a close but loving hold. Your expression was relaxed and it looked like you had peacefully fallen asleep on him.

Scout yelped before shutting his lips, realizing he might wake you up. Once he saw you were still sleeping, he let out a sigh of relief before looking at you again. As he looked at your still figure, he couldn't help but blush at the closeness. Sure, you spent a lot of time together and knew each other better than anyone else but this?

Is this okay? I mean, it's just a simple hug, just...more close, that's all. They hug me all the time, why would this be different? They probably accidentally slid onto me and thought I was a pillow. When they wake up, it will all be back to normal.

Scout thought about moving you off of him and softly grabbed your shoulders, but seeing how comfortable you were he gave up and decided to not disturb you. He tried to test the waters and kept his hands on your shoulders, hoping to keep you close.

Scout felt his heartbeat fasten as he admired your features. Your hair looked so soft now that he was this close to you. Your cheeks and face looked so perfect as if angels had put it together. Your eyes, even though they were closed, were the most beautiful thing to him at that moment. He could just imagine you looking up at him with a smile, making him flustered.

I've never seen them be so beautiful...Have they always been this good looking?? I mean, I guess I never noticed...but now that I do...they're like...the most perfect person- wait what am I thinkin'?? Not that they're not perfect I mean- They're the best but not like that, we're just friends! Right?

Come to think of it, you understood Scout. Not like you just shared interests, no, it was a more deep, emotional connection he's never felt towards someone before.

It didn't matter how many times he repeated it to himself in his head, he liked this. While it could turn akward the second you wake up...this felt nice.

The freakout within him calmed down though he still seemed to be thinking. Okay, this is a bit akward but...what if it wasn't? Could you both enjoy this? What if this was a regular occurance? Wait no, that's what lovers do.

Scout looked at you again, re-imagining himself waking up to you cuddling him. It was a beautiful scene in his mind. Just you two, waking up next to eachother when the sun hits your closed eyes.

Now he had no choice but to figure out how to explain that he likes you and wants to be more than just friends.

Sniper

Though it took you a while to get Sniper to open up to you, it was definitely worth it. This was usually through small, short conversations between you when it came to your opinions about something. Who could have thought you, a normal person, and him, a lonesome weirdo, had some things in common!

Still slightly sceptical of you, he decided you invite you to his sniping nest, just to be in each other's company.

After you had cracked him, it was game over. He let himself info-dump onto you whenever the topic was about something that he cared for and knew a lot about. Both of your favourite moments were when Sniper gave an unusual or eye-widening fact and you could have a good laugh about it.

No matter how much he told himself that he was a professional, he always said yes to your hugs. It may have been akward the first few times because he's not used to getting hugged but he warmed up to it. If he had a good day, a regular day or a bad day, your sweetness would cheer him up. The gesture made him feel seen and appreciated.

One day, after lunch, he drove you out into the woods to just explore the wilderness. It was a great oppurtunity to bond as you went right through everything that was in your path. Bogs, swamps, mud, nothing stopped you when you had eachother's backs. It was also when Sniper could rant to you about nature again.

As the sun seemed to be lower to the horizon you decided to head back to the camper. And when you did, you sat down and realized how tired you had both gotten from all the walking. So, after eating some soup from a can, Sniper invited you to the top of his camper to watch the stars.

Sniper brought some pillows and a blanket that you would both share and got comfy as the moon rose. Darkness creeped in as stars became more shined over you. You looked up to the sky and Sniper pointed out some constillations, explaining everything he knew about them.

His voice was low, soothing. That, combined with the fact that it was night time and you were exhausted from exploring, made you feel sleepy. It seemed like Sniper wouldn't last for much longer either, he yawned in the middle of his sentences. And then he ran out of things to say, making you both lay in silence. Just when you thought you'd be able to admire the sky, you let your eyelids shut and fell asleep. Sniper quickly followed.

The next morning, he slightly writhed as he felt himself wake up, the hard roof of the camper not seeming so comfortable anymore. He opened his eyes, seeing mostly darkness because of his hat blocking the sunlight.

He squinted his eyes, furrowing his brows, before deciding to rub his eyes to seem more awake. He reached towards his face only to realize his arm grazed something right beside him. With a confused expression, he slightly lifted up his hat to get a better look.

What Sniper saw made his eyes go wide open. You had cuddled up to him, face nuzzled in his side. The mere sight of you being so close to him made him wide awake.

What didn't help was the fact that he had an arm around you to pull you in closer to him until he went to rub his eyes.

Wait, what!? How long have they've been this close to me!? Why are they cuddled up to me!? And why did I wrap my arm around them!? They're my friend!

Needless to mention, he went red in the face and it felt like his whole body slightly shook at how flustered he was. It confused him how content you looked while being so close to him.

All your previous hugs and other gestures were out of kindness and happiness. So, it fumbled him how you seemed to enjoy his body like a warm pillow in a cold night.

He could see how hard his heart beat in his chest by looking at how your hand moved. But after slightly calming down, he still had no idea what to do or think.

Was it too cold for them? They just needed warmth, right? I was just the nearest source of warmth, that's all. There's no way they'd do this intentionally...

In that moment, Sniper seemed lost as he looked at you. Your features made you seem so content, so comfortable, so warm. Yout hair was slightly fuzzy and almost made Sniper want to touch it. Despite being confused, he suddenly realized how truly beautiful you are.

Not to mention, you were someone who truly understood him. You could tell each other everything about anything. He could talk to you without getting the anxious feeling that he doesn't fit in. And it really brought out the vulnerable side of him. A side that he could trust to show you. You could be the one for him.

After that thought, he pulled his hat over his head again, but didn't fall asleep. Instead, he decided to think for a bit. About what? You. Him. You and him together. His job, his life, his parents. Everything. He's just a bit lovestruck.

He placed his arms in a bit of a strange manner to avoid being accused of cuddling you back and sort of heaves the akwardness onto you when you wake up. (But you'll both get to that soon enough)

[punkeropercyjackson]

Tales of dead seas Nico headcanons??

OMG FIRST TODS ASK TYSM <333333

Is known as the yappy activist nerd boy(affectionate)at his special ED school

Starts at 15,ends it at 19 and is 5'10 in height by 17 thanks to T

Percy invented a dirt cup recipe for him

In Arcane Rot,he has a lot going on but his Hades kid mentality always him to enjoy it for the most part(keyword:most)

In the same book,he gets a hairstyle update in the form of this

Percy and Lex radicalization to get him to join punk culture officially starts in the first book,Elysium on Earth

Hazel shares the spotlight with him in AR and they're represented as an unseperable duo as a siblings parallel to contrast and compliment Perlex's romance

[autistook]

DAISIES - pt 1

Merry Brandybuck x fem!hobbit!reader/soft oc

Words: 3.1k

Summary: You have been best friends with Merry (and Pippin) for several years. You see each other on almost a daily basis and have been referred to as the unseperable trio, as you do almost everything together, and have all been there for each other, through thick and thin. Slowly, you start to feel something shift. Something feels different when you look at Merry.

SLOOOOOOOW burning romance, pre - the Fellowship of the Ring.

Possible TW's: panic attack, anxiety, mentions of drowning and death, dead parents

English is not my first language, and this is the first fanfiction I have written since I was 10 years old, so I apologize for any errors or confusion. 😭 Treat me gently, I am sensitive to critisism lol

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The sun glistened on the leaves, making the raindrops that fell on them the night before look like diamonds. The grass was damp under your feet, and the slight breeze felt comfortable on your skin. The sounds of the Shire were as usual: lots of Hobbits doing their regular chores, children running around and a few groans here and there, when the sleepiest of all were forced to get up early. Your gaze followed a beautiful bird flying from one tree to another. The bird was a beautiful one, with a bright-red chest and a grey back, the feathers on the wings being different shades of grey and black. It's melodic singing as it sat on the old willow branch, is always a reminder for the Shire folk that spring has arrived. There was a fresh lavender smell in the air, and as you stopped on your feet to enjoy it, you noticed another familiar scent.

Your gaze moved to a pastry shop window, and as you started walking towards it, you could see your best friends enjoying a couple of scones, filled with strawberry jam. Your lips curved into a smile as you opened the wooden door, and the bell above it rang to announce your arrival.

The friendly Hobbit lady behind the dusty, old counter greeted you gleefully. Her hair was grey, curls all the way down to her shoulders, and the smile lines nearing the corners of her eyes revealed just how happy of a personality she must have. But your eyes weren't focused on her, but to the two young Hobbits now noticing your entry. Pippin's green eyes sparkled with joy as he noticed you enter the room. More happy than Pippin to see you, was Merry. You had been best friends with the two for a number of years, and almost every week, the three of you would sit at the bakery, planning some mischevous pranks and talking about any new happenings around the Shire.

"We were wondering where you were!" Pippin exclaimed, mouth full of the delicious scone, and some red jam from it that had decided to settle on his lips. Amused at the sight, you smirked but still decided to not say anything, as usual. It would be funnier to see how long it would take him to notice his messy appearence.

"Sorry, I had other things in mind," you said in serious tone, pulling up a chair and sitting between the two. The round table was full of crumbs and there were two empty plates. You looked at the plates and then at your dearest friends, raising one brow as if to question how on earth they could have this ritual without you.

"We got hungry, I'm sorry!" Merry said, wiping his palms on his cream colored cotton shirt.

"How dare you!" you answered with a playfully offended tone. You turned to look at Pippin for an apology, but the young Hobbit just shrugged his shoulders, and kept munching the last piece of scone in his mouth. You shook your head and chuckled slightly, leaning back on your chair.

"What did you mean when you said you had other things in mind?" asked Merry, curiously, now wiping his mouth with a napkin. You took a deep breath and crossed your arms.

"It's been twenty years," you stated, as if Pippin and Merry were supposed to immediately understand the rest of that sentence. The two locked eyes. Their faces could only be described as curious, but utterly confused.

"Twenty years since what?" Merry inquired. His blue eyes looking straight into yours, his gaze making you feel like he was almost concerned.

"Since my parents died," you sighed. Pippin immediately turned to look at Merry, flustered as the two completely forgot about this tragic event in their best friend's life.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Merry apologized, his tone full of shame. "I completely forgot that was today."

"It's quite alright. You couldn't have known," you said with a faint smile. Your head might have told you to act fine, but the sadness behind your eyes revealed your true feelings: how tragically heartbroken you felt at that moment and how twenty years still wasn't enough of healing.

"But we should've remembered!" Merry cried in guilt. Pippin apologized, mouth full of scone, then finally swallowing the last piece. You reassured both of them that they did not offend you in any way, and that you would be fine.

"Is there anything we can do?" Merry asked, like he was in a rush to cheer you up.

"Yes! We could do something fun!" Pippin said cheerfully, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He slammed his hands on the table, making the empty plates clink against each other. "How about we go for a swim?"

"You know I can't swim, Peregrin!" you cried, arms still crossed, your fingers fidgeting with the soft fabric of the sleeves on your favorite yellow dress.

"Didn't you say you have had practice?" Pippin asked, puzzled.

"It doesn't mean I can."

"Well, we could always just go just hang around the water, you know?" Merry suggested, trying to not make your mood any worse. "We used to do that all the time when we were just little innocent Hobbits." You smiled at him with gratitude. Merry's lips curved upwards and his eyes had a glimmer of pride in them.

"That actually sounds great," you finally responded to him. "When should we go?"

"How about immediately?" said the young Took suddenly, and before either of you could answer, he was already up from his chair, quickly whisking away the empty plates from the table.

"I guess we're going?" you chuckled. You and Merry got up and before you could make a leave, he put his palm on your shoulder. His warm touch gave you a sense of comfort.

"But seriously, are you okay?" he asked, looking at you from under his brows, his eyes full of concern. You nodded and gave him a soft smile.

On your way to the river, the sun was rising higher in the sky, warming your skin. The spring breeze had settled, the lavender scent no longer lingering in the air.

"I can't believe you still can't swim," Pippin said, shaking his head. You groaned in frustration as a response. "You should know at this point!" he teased, skipping ahead of you and Merry. You shook your head. Still fidgeting with the fabric of your dress, Merry took notice of it.

"Can I help your anxiety in any way?" Merry said suddenly.

"How do you know I'm feeling anxious?" you asked, looking at him full of confusion. Merry smiled softly and compassionately.

"You always fidget something with your fingers when you feel anxious," he responded and gestured towards your sleeve, where the tips of your fingers now suddenly had stopped rubbing the dress, like they almost felt shy for being caught. You blinked slowly, moving your eyes to look at your delicate hands.

"I never realized that it was noticeable," you mumbled, slightly embarrassed. You were aware of it, but did not know it was a telltale sign of anxiety for others.

"We've been friends for years," he said, as the three of you kept walking towards the water on a gravel path, Pippin just slightly ahead of the two of you. "Of course I notice things like this."

You smiled at him, impressed by this small detail that he had noticed. Pippin was still slightly ahead of you two, every now and then stopping to gesture for you two to move faster. "That's kind of endearing, actually," you smiled and Merry let out a small snicker, turning his face to the ground.

"You actually have a lot of tells for how you're feeling," he said in a confident and knowing tone. This made you plead for him to tell you what he had noticed. "I'm not going to tell you what they are!" Merry smirked visibly amused. "Where's the fun in that?"

"If I have a tell, I will have you tell me what it is!" you said in a commanding tone, horrified of this revelation.

"I think not!" Merry exclaimed, his tone mischevous. "You just have to wonder about it for the rest of your life!" he laughed, and then in a mocking, high pitched voice, imitating you, he said: "Oh no! How did Meriadoc know I was exceptionally happy today? How did he notice I was nervous? Whatever will I do? How will I ever figure it out?"

"You jerk!" you laughed, elbowing his side gently, making him stumble a little to the left. It made him want to continue teasing you, still mocking you.

"Oh, how will I ever know? Merry is such a master at reading people!" he continued, making you crack up a little. You gave him a gentle push. You then suddenly bumped into Pippin, who was standing there, waiting for you.

"What took you so long?" Pippin asked.

"You were practically running!" Merry responded, still a wide smile on his face from teasing you. He gestured towards you and smirked. "And as I can tell from her expression, her old age has caught up to her, and her body gave up, forcing us both to slow down."

"Excuse me?" you said as your jaw dropped. "I am younger than you, Merry! I will have you know, if someone has any problems with their old age, it's you, Mister Brandybuck! Now, you old prune, what are my tells? Tell me!"

"My dear friend," Merry said, putting his hands on your shoulder. "I absolutely will not tell you."

"What are you two on about?" Pippin asked confused. Merry just chuckled, and gestured you both to follow him to a shallow part of the river, so you could safely sit with them without going too deep. You scrunched your nose at Merry, and walked behind him and Pippin to the water.

You had sat on a large rock, smoothed down by the flowing water, making it sparkle under the rays of sunshine. Every now and then some water ran over the rock, drenching your dress from the parts that were laid on the almost black stone. Twenty minutes had passed, and Merry gestured you to come closer to the slightly deeper water. You shook your head, fidgeting the sleeve of your dress anxiously. The water had finally washed away the jam from Pippin's lips as he kept plunging into the water, diving for what seemed like a forever. Pippin's head ascended from the cool water and he shook his head like a wet dog, trying to dry his curls.

"Come on, it's just waist deep!" Pippin tried to pursuade you. You just shook your head again. Pippin locked his eyes with Merry's. They both nodded in unison, turning to look at you again. "I bet you a small pouch of Southern Star that you don't have the courage."

Your ears perked up at the mention of pipe-weed. It was a delicious offer, but just the thought of going in any deeper made your heart pound faster. Pippin and Merry also knew just how to press your buttons right; they knew how competetive you were. "How much are we talking?" you inquired, your ears doing one small wiggle as your body started to show signs of peaked interest. This made Pippin and Merry chuckle.

"Does it matter? You don't have the guts!" Merry cried with a wide grin on his face. This made your fingers stop fidgeting the dress, and instead your fingertips squeezed the fabric tightly. You stood up, careful not to slip on the wet rock, and tipped your toes in the water, moving them on the surface lightly. You gave a challenging look to both mischevous hobbits, and hopped in the water, ankle deep. You took one deep breath, inhaling the warm air to help calm you down. One step after another, you slowly waded towards Merry and Pippin, who looked rather amused and impressed. The water rose as you waded in deeper and as the cold water touched your hips, you froze still.

It felt like the world stopped for a moment, and the surrounding noises of the river flowing suddenly sounded like an ominous threat coming closer and closer, about to swallow you whole. The bottom of the river was muddy and it felt like you would slowly sink, inch by inch, until you would be under water, unable to escape. The water felt like it tried to push you down, make you stumble and fall. It would laugh at your struggles to try and stay on the surface, making you regret ever taking even one step towards your best friends. How foolish of you to take up on a challenge, knowing the water was your enemy, who would smother you the first chance it got.

Suddenly you felt Merry's hand on your arm, shaking you softly. All you could hear was mumbling. Your ears were ringing and your vision was blurry, as you tried with all of your strength to not collapse from fear of facing the same destiny as your parents. Your feet lifted from the mud as Merry and Pippin lifted you by your armpits and waist to get you off to the dry land immediately, taking notice of your looming anxiety and inability to move even an inch.

What felt like forever, you soon got back to dry land and your hands gripped to the grass like it was the only thing that would keep you from falling into the flowing river. Your vision still blurry, you could distinguish the familiar voices of Merry and Pippin, but not one word was coherent. The grass felt safe and warm, pieces of dirt clinging to your wet palms and feet. You were starting to shake a little, still not able to move.

Soon you felt a warm palm on your cheek, turning your gaze to the direction of it's owner. Merry caught your attention enough to lock your eyes on his. His blue eyes felt comforting as they looked at you with compassion and care. You could see his lips moving, but not one word made sense to you. He gently brushed your cheek with his thumb, looking guilty from pressuring you.

"You're okay," you could finally decipher some of his words. Your brain felt fuzzy, and your lips were quivering with fear and anxiety. "You're safe, just breathe."

You took a deep breath, slow and steady, trying to push away the panic attack that was taking over your body. You followed Merry's guidance as much as you could make sense of it, slowly starting to feel more air in your lungs. The grass started to feel like grass again, instead of an anchor you had to hold on to, unless you wanted to drown. You felt Pippin's palm gently rubbing your back, as Merry was still caressing your cheek, guiding your every breath. You could slowly focus more, but you kept your gaze on his blue eyes, scared that if you turned your face away, the water would somehow jump on you and try to pull you back. It took you several minutes, but finally the two managed to calm you down. Your body still trembling lightly, you took one more deep breath.

"Well that was embarrassing," you jested, trying to lighten the mood immediately. Merry chuckled with relief and shook his head, lowering his hand to your shoulder from your face. Pippin didn't laugh, but instead made his way in front of your face next to Merry.

"Are you okay?" he asked nervously, clearly feeling some guilt for the second time that day. You nodded, looking at him reassuringly. Pippin's lips curled into a small smile. "Good, I thought you might feel embarrassed." You laughed loudly, voice slightly shaky.

They both got up on their feet, clothes drenched and every curl on their head dripping with water. You slowly got up, taking some support from the two hobbits and straightening your back. After a small discussion, you all agreed it was time to go home and calm down a little. Pippin did promise you that he would still give you some pipe-weed as a 'consolation prize.'

You made your way home alone for most of the journey, as Merry headed towards his home in Buckland and Pippin made his way to, in his own words, 'somewhere secret.'

The green round door of Bag End was there waiting for you, immediately providing you comfort at the sight. You entered your home and called your brother by his name. He was not your brother by blood, but being adopted to the same household and growing up together most of your lives made him as much of a brother as someone who was a blood relative would.

"Hello?" you shouted, the hallway echoing, seeming empty. You took just a few steps before Frodo's head popped up from behind a wall. He gave you a soft smile and let you know there was tea at the ready in the kitchen. Frodo had made it for himself, but so much of it was left that he decided to just let it sit there, knowing how much you liked his chamomille tea.

You made your way into the kitchen and poured some still warm tea into a small cup you inherited from your parents. It was decorated with yellow flowers and had been hand painted by your great-grandmother. You stirred it calmly, looking out of the round window, admiring the green grass and the butterflies flying around, enjoying the spring as much as any being would. The small silver spoon your uncle Bilbo had given you as a birthday present (that Lobelia Sackville-Baggins kept trying to steal) was softly moving in circles, creating music-like sounds when it hit the porcelain on the edges. Your dress had mostly dried up on your way home, but it was still slightly moist, making you do a small squirm as the slightly wet fabric of it kept clinging to your thigh.

With the tea in your hand, you started making your way to your room, but something stopped you in your tracks. As you passed a small round mirror, you noticed something behind your ear that was not supposed to be there. A small daisy was decorating your frame on the left side of your face. You touched the soft flower lightly. Merry had put it there while calming you down. A small chuckle escaped your throat. He really knew how to cheer you up, even if it took some time to notice the gesture.

Next chapter

[caseofthea]

After listening to all 200 episodes of The Magnus Archives within a week I just had a listen to the first two episodes of The Penumbra Podcast and Oh my fucking God the whiplash I got.

Like, on the one hand you have tma, where the main couple spends four seasons even getting their shit together and getting compatible until they are unseperable in an excruciating slow burn.

Then on the other you have the penumbra podcast, where Juno meets a man, investigates a murder with him for a single day, including surviving multiple murder attempts together and at the end of the day the man asks him to take him to his room, kisses him,declares them soulmates and Juno gets black out drunk after said man revealed his real identity to him and escaped the police, who had arrested the man because of Juno.

Absolutely wild, this is so gay, I will be listening to however many episodes there are or will be

[phightingheadcanons]

hyperlaser plays ultrakill. one time hyper came over to thieves den and then introduced shuriken to ultrakill. now theyr unseperable when they play togehter.

-🦹‍♂️

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[fuxuannie]

Hii! I noticed your requests are open so Id like to request Pavitr x reader randomly adopting a cat! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)☆

(Sorry if my prompt is bad haha, im just in desperate need of fanfictions.)

╭₊˚ ๑︰kitty miow miow :)

:★: relationship : pavitr prabhakar x g-neutral reader

:★: warnings : none, fluff & crack-ish

:★: a/n : no worries requester, its a very cute request ♡

Leave your boyfriend alone for a few hours, surely nothing odd will happen if he's by himself for a while.

Okay, coming home to a ginger cat isn't the worst thing that happened but you were still very confused.

"Why is there a cat in our house ??"

"Why not?"

And because he puts on that stupid puppy dog eye expression that he knows works every time, you calm yourself from asking a million questions relating to Pavitr's life decisions.

At first, the cat was very shy in your shared apartment. Hiding in a little corner for a while, but Pavitr was patient and wanted to let her get comfortable in the house.

Admittedly, it was cute to watch your boyfriend on the floor and kicking his feet into the air as he waited for the cat. You couldn't believe this was the same guy that saved your city whenever it needed saving.

You left him on his own for a while, mostly to make lunch, but you were just glad it seemed to be quiet while you were cooking.

After a while, you could hear some shuffling from the living room as you were in the kitchen. As much as you wanted to let your curiosity get the better of you, you didn't wanna burn your food, so you just continued to cook as your curiosity brewed further after hearing what seemed to be giggles as well.

"Cal."

When you finished setting up the table, you turn around to Pavitr holding the kitten up towards you as it mews softly. "Her name is Cal."

You chuckle softly at how happy your boyfriend seemed, "Hello, Cal." You play along, pressing your index finger against her forehead which she happily accepted.

It seemed like Pavitr and Cal were unseperable, during lunch the little kitten peacefully slept on his lap while he rambled about everything he was going to do to take care of his newfound cat daughter.

When lunch was over, Pavitr seemed to match the kittens energy as he yawned softly while washing the dishes. You were busy trying to sort out some clothes, so you didn't notice the running water come to a halt and your boyfriend plopping down on the couch with Cal softly crawling over him to sleep on his chest.

"Pav?" You call out for him, only to be greeted with soft snores coming from the couch.

There he is! Sleeping peacefully with the kitten curled into a ball and napping too. Your heart could practically burst at such a cute sight, but you didn't wanna disturb him at all, he needed a break anyway.

So all you do is plant a kiss on his forehead, and decide to finish up the dishes he didn't wash.

Maybe a kitten isn't so bad if he makes your boyfriend this happy. :)

[cygninae]

Hi! 👋 Could you please do 20 and 23 for the Quagmire triplets for the character ask game? :)

Hi Ven ! Sure !!

20 (Weird headcanon)

Quigley

i have literally SO many headcanons for Quigley but I'll try and hold back and only share a few. (I'll refer to Quigley with they pronouns because that is my headcanon !)

if they had been raised in the 2000s, would absolutely have thomas the tank engine or cars bedsheets. so embarrassing

couldn't take serious photos, always had to be pulling a face or doing bunny ears or something

tried to pierce their ears with a safety pin and lemon (did not go well.)

disastrous handwriting. Like incomprehensible.

Isadora

gay awakening was Veronia Lake in I Married A Witch (dir. René Clair)

went through a goth phase (after discovering Mary Shelley and Edgar Allen Poe) where she attempted to dye all of her clothes black. They came out brown.

Duncan

tried to pull a prank on Carmelita Spats by balancing a bucket of water on a doorframe and have her walk through, getting drenched. Forgot to let himself out of the room first and drenched himself.

obsessed with lava lamps

23 (Future headcanon)

Quigley

felt so betrayed by Jacques leaving, that they completely turned away from VFD. Lost a lot of their love for cartography and it took a long time for it to come back. They began to prefer sketching landscapes and people they loved.

discovered David Bowie (this depends on your theory of when ASOUE is set) and he changed their life. Became obsessed with Ziggy Stardust and embraced gender fluidity through makeup, piercings, shiny clothes, etc. learnt to love themself :)

finally got that ear piercing they had botched when they were younger.

actually became really good friends with Fiona. She taught them that it was okay to view the world with more criticism. They got along and were actually really similar. Bickered a lot.

moved to a big city with Duncan and Isadora and got really into the world of music, art, freedom, self-expression. They probably joined a band at some point, no doubt.

Isadora

in the big city, joined a sapphic society and made friends who loved poetry (and girls).

got her poetry published in the paper on multiple occasions, but anonymously. She wanted to spread the beauty of poetry without getting attention for it.

opened up to the idea of writing prose too, and learnt that she was really talented in that area, too, joining writing societies and book clubs and learning so much more about literature. it gave her the opportunity to express herself in more ways than one.

her and Klaus (if reunited) absolutely became an unstoppable best friend duo. They were practically unseperable, and he was in a lot of the same book clubs with her. He worked at one of their local libraries and let her sneak in the back to write in the staff room while he ate his lunch or read on his break.

Duncan

aside from writing journalism, he actually got really into photojournalism. He loved the peace of the dark room and the process of developing photos. He got into the habit of photographing his friends and siblings to immortalise them and kept his favourite pictures in his shirt pocket.

got an internship at a newspaper (NOT the daily punctillio, lol) and had a niche in foreign correspondence, (with the rise in use of the telephone) and he made so many connections across the world. Learning about so many cultures gave him a sense of freedom after feeling so trapped post the death of his parents.

and a dunklaus headcanon, since I can't hold back: after he and Klaus started dating, he would very occasionally sneak coded messages into the newspaper, just sappy stuff saying he missed him and hoped he was having a great day :)

interviewed Lemony Snicket once without knowing it was him.

This was so much fun !! Thanks so much for asking :)

[graciegoeskrazy]

Hii! Could you write something for ross x daughter? I think he would be the sweetest most caring dad ever

oh my GOSH THIS IS ADOURAVLE

my inbox is filled to the metophorical BRIM with dad!ross requests rn

they’re coming i promise i promise!

how about a lovely lil hc to tide you over till then?

ross is obviously the sweetest dad

you are the light of his entire life

your mom and ross were madly in love but as you got older it just didn’t work out

your mom left when you were 5

she claimed she wanted to best for you

a lot of damage was done by her leaving

especially for you

your young teeny tiny lil brain couldn’t quite grasp the full truth of things

but more on that later

i feel like out of all the boys ross is the most overprotective when it comes to their kids

it’s not because he doesn’t trust you or anything like that

its simply because he realizes there are shit people in the world

and he doesn’t want one of the idiots hurting his presious baby girl

when you get older it’s a bit annoying

but you know and fully realize that you’re lucky to have someone like him

maybe it’s because he had you when he was younger or the fact the he practically raised you alone

but you two are the bestest of friends

one time backstage before a show ross was stressing the fuck out

and handed you to matty george and adam to look after you

all he really wanted to do was sit and listen to his baby babble about whatever you could

so after he got his shit together he went back to the dressing room to find you four

the boys were trying to buy your love and attention

and compete for best uncle ofc

matty would ask “who’s your favorite?” or “who’s your best friend?”

and your answer always was “daddy.” “daddy is my best friend”

cute asf

that stayed as you grew up

just a cute unseperable duo