#what is love if not being a pair of chaos gremlins together?

[motorsportbarbie13]

What's A Soulmate? Part 4

In which you finally come back home.

Warnings: alcohol use. angst. Pairing: Lando Norris X SainzSister!Reader Word count: 1.9k plus social media posts

- What's A Soulmate? - Part 1 - What's A Soulmate? - Part 2 - What's A Soulmate? - Part 2.5 - What's a Soulmate - Part 3 - Master List

LittlestSainzSis honey, i'm home. user433 isn't it weird she's working for McLaren and not Ferrari??? >>>user3928 nope! hope this helps! user2918 press officer job right out of school? must be nice being a nepo baby >>>user328 she literally worked for Carlos and Lando for two years before going to uni at NYU??? And she has a double degree in PR and business??? >>>usesr322 just say you're jealous next time, it'll be quicker. McLaren So glad to have you back in the paddock!!

LittlestSainzSis fast cars go vroom OscarPiastri so you're who Zak was yelling at to get behind the barrier over the radio??? >>>LittlestSainzSis oops!

LittlestSainzSis that feeling when you wake up and realize it's race day!! user3928: face card never declines user298: blah blah, proper name, place name, back story stuff LandoNorris: don't let that cute face fool you, she was yelling at Oscar and I ten seconds after I took this. >>>LittlestSainzSis neither of you were listening!!! God, this is 2019 all over again, isn't it? >>>user992 ariana what are you doing hereeeeee??? >>>user9383 seriously the first time Lando's in the comments in literal years. tf??? >>>user938 so we're all just going to ignore him calling her cute??? okay???

LittlestSainzSis the boys are ready for race day!!! McLaren best press officer award goes to you bby! >>>user382 admin is unhinged today, I see user0392 i just love seeing Lando back on her feed. >>>user3938 seriously. i feel like mom and dad are back together again. >>>user3844 i'm so glad i don't have to be a child of divorce anymore.

LittlestSainzSis caught someone being a grumpy gills today during the presser. LandoNorris i was probably hungry >>>LittlestSainzSis i think oscar had just told you he was getting sushi with Lily tonight and you got all pouty >>>user948 not her selling out Lando in the comments user938 Chaos Gremlins back to terrorizing paddock! war is over!

Miami May 2024

“Fifteen times Lando Norris has stood on the podium, but never on the top step, until now! It’s a landmark day for Lando! Lando Norris wins for the first time in Formula One! It’s victory in Miami for Norris and McLaren! The British drivers dream is realized and at the 110th attempt, he’s done it! He’s won it! Look what it means to Zak Brown! At long last, Lando is your winner!” 

Tears stream down your face as you listen to Alex Jacques call the end of the race in your headphones, his voice filled with glee and excitement that matches the feeling in the McLaren garage. After yesterday’s DNF for Lando, it had been pretty doom and gloom on his side of the garage. 

Your heart had ached when you caught sight of him that afternoon, sitting in the glass enclosed conference room that the team used to go over race data. He had been all alone, spinning aimlessly in one of the chairs, face drawn and shuttered. You had wanted to go to him then but hadn’t worked up the courage. 

Things were still…delicate between the two of you. After that first night in Australia, Lando had kept his promise to win your friendship back. You more often than not found your morning coffee order sitting at your desk waiting for you during the week with a silly note written hastily on a posit in his chicken scratch writing that only you seemed to be able to decipher. 

A few treats and free coffee weren’t going to be enough to bring back that casual intimacy that you and Lando had though, you both knew that. The walls you had built up so high around your heart designed specifically for the British driver were still solidly in place and you refused to go running back into his arms so easily. 

And then, Miami happens.

The hot sticky humidity clings to your skin as you watch Lando climb out of the car behind the black and white number 1 sign, the first time he’s been able to park his Formula 1 car right in the middle of parc fermi. You’re not entirely sure where the humidity of Florida ends and the tears still falling from your eyes begins, you’re such a mess. 

If you were to think too hard about it, the fact that you were a complete puddle of jumbled up emotion would surely scare you a little. Those walls, they couldn’t be crumbling now, could they? They couldn’t be slowly tumbling down, allowing for the while possibility of allowing Lando back into your life like he had been before? 

You don’t have time to get too lost in those dangerous kinds of thoughts though because soon after he hops off the car, he’s running straight over to the garage crew and leaping into their waiting arms. He’s waited for so long for this, so many poor performances, so many mistakes and problems with the car had sent him spiraling for so many years. There had been too many nights you had spent with him when he was barely more than a teenager, sat on the floor lamenting about how shit his car was, how shit his driving was, and if he was destined to be one of those midfield drivers that never won anything in their career. 

All of those doubts are erased now and your tears are falling again as the weight of what he’s done settles over the paddock. His engineers and mechanics eventually place him back down on the ground and he’s hugging Zak next, the CEO of McLaren more of a father figure to him by now. Will gets a hug too, his engineer since he joined the team five years ago. 

And then, icy blue green eyes snag yours and everything else falls away in a muted hush. He’s smiling at you, that megawatt grin making his eyes crinkle up at the corners. It’s one of those genuine Lando smiles that you haven’t been on the receiving end of for far too long. Your heart stutters to a stop when you realize you’re his next target. What is he doing? You think frantically, mortified that you’re about to be the center of attention if he does what you think he’s going to do. 

And he does. He throws his arms around your shoulders and buries his head deep into the crook of your neck, a move that has camera shutters clicking furiously all around you. You, of course, instantly find your arms wrapped around his shoulders, squeezing him to you despite the metal barrier between you. 

“You’re here.” He sounds surprised that you’d miss this moment. 

“Of course I am. My best friend just won his first Grand Prix.” You whisper into his ear as the crowd continues to grow louder. 

Lando pulls back then, tears shining in his eyes. The weight of your words settle on his shoulders and you don’t think you’ve ever seen him look at you the way he is now. He tucks a strand of hair that’s fallen out of your pony tail behind your ear, looking at you like you’ve hung both the moon and the stars in the sky just for him. “I’m so glad you got to be here for this, pretty girl.” 

God, that nickname. It’s the first time you’ve heard it in years and it does significant damage to those carefully constructed walls. 

You smile up at Lando, a little bashful that everyone is watching you two talk so closely together. He returns the smile before turning around to answer a question from one of the officials. He needs to take care of post race inspections, which he does but not before turning back and tossing a wink at you over his shoulder. 

LittleSainzSis It has been a pleasure and privlidge watching you grow over all these years. Life may have taken us in different directions over the last few years but when I say there is no place I would have rather been this afternoon, I mean it from the bottom of my heart. Your friendship means the entire world to me, Mr. Norris. I'm so proud of you. One win down, so many more to go. LandoNorris so glad you got to be there today, pretty girl xo >>>user948 WE GOT A PRETTY GIRL COMMENT. >>>user0383 i can die happy now user0832 i'm sorry but guys, she literally just friendzoned him so hard in that caption. >>>user9383 yeah, poor lando

LittlestSainzSis You're going to smell like champagne for weeks LandoNorris worth it user948 EXCUSE ME WHAT IS THAT FACE. explain yourself lando norris. user928 did we mean to post this on main ma'am??? user9482 @/littlestsainzsis giving us what we all crave: lando thirst traps. >>>littlestsainzsis don't say i never give you guys anything ever again ;) >>>user9482 omg hi queen

LittlestSainzSis find yourself a man that looks at you like Lan looks at that trophy user0382 LANNNN??? >>>user9484 I am unwell CarlosSainz He's sleeping with it tonight, isn't he? >>>LandoNorris who told you that??? user9383 i feel like i'm interrupting something here... user0309 this picture is...a choice...

The music of the Miami night club pulses through your body as you sink deeper and deeper into the VIP booth later that night. Lando hadn’t given you any room for arguments after all the media duties were done. You were coming out with him and the rest of the team to celebrate. You had barely tried to refuse, not giving him much of a fight because you secretly wanted nothing more. 

Now you sat in the leather booth situated high up in the dark Miami Beach night club that had invited Lando out the moment he had crossed the finish line earlier in the day. There were what felt like thousands of people, most of them were there to celebrate with Lando, hoping to get a glimpse of the driver. 

Alcohol burns at the back of your throat, blurring your vision nicely as you wait for Lando to return from the bar. You had insisted that he wasn’t the one who should be making drink runs tonight but he had insisted on getting you another one and hadn’t taken no for an answer. Carlos is sat next to you, nursing a drink while talking to Charles on his other side.

A small glass is set down in front of you, drawing your attention away from the DJ booth, where you had been starting. 

“Vodka sprite for my pretty girl.” Lando murmurs in your ear, the words sending a cool shiver up your spine.  

You desperately tamp down the way that being called his makes you feel. You cannot be going down that road. Not now when the friendship between the two of you is so fragile. You knew what it was like to lose him in your life and you weren’t sure if you were willing to risk losing him again. 

The same worries you had back before it all went sideways worm their way back into your consciousness. He was too important to you, too integrated into your soul that when he disappeared, it left you broken in a million pieces. You couldn’t risk that again. This had to be strictly platonic between you if it was going to work. You couldn’t afford to lose your best friend again. Those walls around your heart needed to be reinforced and brought back into working order because there was no way you could let this happen. 

“Dance with me?” The question is a husky one, whispered in your ear so no one else is privy to it. 

You know it’s dangerous. You should say no. But the vodka already in your system convinces you that it’s fine. It’s just Lando. So against your what your sober self would consider the best judgement, you feel yourself nodding, allowing Lando to tangle his fingers with yours and pull you out onto the dance floor. 

If you had been paying better attention, you would have seen the looks Carlos and Charles exchanged behind your back. They were well aware of the frosty relationship that Lando and you had over the last few years and this was a development no one had seen coming but everyone had been hoping for all the same. 

The EDM beats are strong and sensual as Lando leads you out onto the floor, hand firmly gripping yours. He finds an open spot and pulls you towards him, the heat of his body radiating off of him in waves. His hands land on your hips, fingertips gripping at your skirt a little harder than really necessary. You shouldn’t want this. Shouldn’t want his hands on your hips, his breath mingling with yours, his curls so dangerously close that you could easily rake your fingers through them. You shouldn’t and you can’t because he’s left you before and he could do it all over again. He’s abandoned you and didn’t come back and every sane thought in your body is screaming at you that this man is dangerous. He is dangerous to your heart and your head is thrashing around so loudly but it’s drowned out by the music. 

You simply can’t fight it when he pulls you impossibly closer, hands sliding from your hips lower, lower, lower until it’s almost indecent. The alcohol blurs the edges of your usually sharp judgement and it’s not helped by the fact that this man seems to have cast a spell over you. You can’t want this. Can’t love how the weight of his hands feel on your skin. Can’t adore how his lips tick up at the edges when he sees you walk into the garage during a race weekend. 

This is Lando after all. Your best friend. Your best friend who abandoned you once and had only barely just come back begging for forgiveness. You can’t allow him to knock down those walls so quickly, can you? 

His lips flutter over the damp skin at your temple, dusting the slightest kiss there, almost as if it’s a test. A test to see if you push him away or allow him in. 

A test that you fail. 

Because the moment his lips touch your skin, it feels like a bucked of ice water has been splashed over your head and you realize what the fuck you’re doing. Its too hot. Too close. Too much and you simply can’t have him touching you anymore. No, this isn’t how it’s supposed to happen. Panic races through you as you stumble back out of his arms, logic finally winning out over your own heart’s stupidity. 

The delicate balance you had struck with him shatters in an instant because you both knew there was supposed to be more between you but you’re desperately scared and Lando is so wretchedly full of regret he can’t stand it. 

“I’m sorry.” Is all you manage to choke out before fleeing. 

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[fraugwinska]

Dude, i had an idea out of nowhere, and in my head it's so funny for no reason ☠️☠️ So, you know that theres like, that canon drawing that Alastor made for Angel's birthday?

((https://twitter.com/HazbinHotel/status/1642135435085217793?t=U6Kzncfye-QAjtJYy8R23A&s=19) This one)

So like, imagine that is Alastor's S/o birthday, and he decided to make her a drawing like that ☠️ idk it's weirdly funny in my head

So - a few things need to be said.

1. I know that Alastor canonically likes to doodle, and ever since episode 1 we really know just how awfully funny these doodles are.

2. what I didn't know was what the hell you were talking about, so I looked it up and... my god. The snorts I snaughted, the wheezes I whoze, the cackles I cuckled. He may be a 'gentleman', he may try to behave cordial and appear classy, but Doodle-Artist-Alastor is a fucking menace, no filter and so snappy, holy shit.

3. Now, for my highly professional opinion (*cough cough*) of what would happen if you, Alastor's s/o, would get a picture like this as a birthday gift. In front of everyone.

❤️ You agreed on celebrating your birthday, as redundant as you thought it was, only under the condition that no one would buy you a gift. If they wanted to hand you a present, you wanted it to be a small, handmade thing, valuing their time and thought behind it much more than the actual thing.

❤️ Everyone would hold true to this request, and the gifts you get match the giver perfectly.

❤️ Charlie and Vaggie crafted together, handing you a bejeweled jewelry box covered in glitter glue and snippets of photos they had taken of you and the gang over the time you were guest in the hotel.

❤️ Niffty, being both skilled in sewing and the chaos gremlin she is, presents you with a abysmal looking pile of different, sewn-together fabrics. You turn and twist it in your hands, thanking her without knowing what it is, until you find a golden snap lock hidden in the masses of layers. It's a very inconvenient coin purse.

❤️ Opening Angels gift has everyone holding their breath - preparing for something phallic, kinky or lewd. instead, you squeal as you pack a crochet version of Fat Nuggets, including his stubby little horns. Angels smug expression at the sheer surprise at his very unusual (and unexpected) talent of the gang quickly turns to a sweet smile as you crush him with your hug, telling him how much you love it.

❤️ Husk's gift for you is nothing corporeal. Instead, he announces he'd teach you one of his many magic tricks he often did for your sheer delight at your many evenings at the bar. He blushes a bit when you thank him with a kiss on his cheek.

❤️ Alastor would wait to be the last one to present his gift - it's known the best is always saved for last. He hands you a large envelope. Curiously you open it, careful not to tear it, and pull out a thick sheet of paper

❤️ Five heads hang over your shoulder, five pairs of eyes widen at the sight: The paper is full of scribbled doodles, a crude, macabre looking version of yourself in the middle, around it splatters of what looks like blood, grinning faces, and scribbled words: cutie pie - talks in her sleep - MINE MINE MINE - I love Alastor (in a speech bubble over your head)

❤️ Reactions would be mixed, Charlie would find it weirdly adorable, Niffty would point out anything she likes with bashful giggles, Vaggie would be as disturbed as Husk, while Angel would make fun of it, laughing while mocking the quality of the drawing.

❤️ you however, would be torn between genuine laughter and earnest emotionality you've never received something handmade from Alastor. He'd often shower you in little tokens of care, a bouquet of flowers, a new necklace, a dress or a scarf he's seen at Rosie's. You found it not only endearing, the thought of him, dressed in his pompous attire sitting at his bureau, drawing this made your heart ache with affection.

❤️ Quietly staring at the picture, Alastor would interpret your silence as veiled ridicule, and vanish into shadows, retreating. He had failed, his gift shown to be juvenile and lacking. Sulking, he would avoid you for the rest of the evening, only returning to your shared room when night already fell and everyone was fast asleep

❤️ He would find you in deep slumber, cheeks a bit puffy and shimmering from trails of dried tears. He'd tilt his head in curiosity, wondering what would've possibly made you cry, then he sees it - his painting, clutched in your hands and pressed to your heart.

❤️ He'd hurry to change for the night, scolding himself for drawing hast conclusions - he should know you better. When he gently pulls the paper from you to set it aside, youd awake, reaching out to him, starting to apologize for not giving him an appropriate reaction.

❤️ alastor would shush you, slipping into bed with you, and give you your other, much more intimate present.

[afrotunada]

incomplete list of fun and interesting things I've learned about Jason Todd through my scattered readings and late night googling

One time, he was sooo desperate for affection and validation, he was willing to risk it all after an accidental, spur of the moment kiss with Barbara Gordon in Three Jokers Issue #2. Alas, he was thwarted by a janitor, the poor bastard...(much to everyone's relief I'm sure) (Batman: Three Jokers)

Batman: Three Jokers Issue #3

In addition to statuesque amazons (Artemis), blonde bombshells (Isabel Ardila), white-haired beauties (Essence and Rose Wilson), and Dick's ex-girlfriends, Jason also likes smart, curvy ladies ;) selfshippers rejoice! (although I myself am not so curvy, his love of normal girls is a positive in my book<3) (Red Hood: The Hill)

Jason hooking up with Dana's friend and employee Carmen Ortega while Dana herself (as Strike) gets her shit rocked by her other (former) friend and employee Omar (as Slayer) on the other side of town - as one does. Red Hood: The Hill Issue #2

One of Jason's first overtures at rejoining the Batfam was made in the New 52 relaunch of the 2011 comic Batman Incorporated, where he takes on the persona of Wingman at the behest of Bruce. He even teams up with Damian Wayne (going by Redbird at the time), forming their own very brief Batman & Robin-esque pair! Also, they both looked kind of ridiculous... [apparently, takes place sometime during Red Hood and the Outlaws Vol. 1 (2011-2015), around issues 17 and 18 and Death of A Family, but before Damian's death and his own Joker-induced gas coma. weird ass timeline!] (Batman Incorporated (2012))

Yes, that is, in fact, Jason in that getup. It's giving Cybercop Owlman. Peak fashion, actually. Batman Incorporated (2012) Issue #4

(as an additional aside, post New 52 and into the Rebirth era, Jay and Bruce start patching things up (kinda) and enter a truce of sorts starting in the Red Hood and the Outlaws: Rebirth one-shot from 2016. Yay!)

In the Elseworld of Batman: White Knight (also known as the Murphyverse for it's creator - Sean Murphy), Jason Todd is the eldest son instead of Dick Grayson, meaning that he was actually both the first Robin, and Bruce's first adopted son! He was still captured and tortured by the Joker tho....he escaped alive, but was presumed dead and given a burial and tombstone - as in the main universe - and Dick was taken on as Robin in his "absence." Poor guy! He can't catch a break even in AUs! BUT!! He does gets his own Robin sidekick in this universe - Gan! (also known as Robin IV, a young woman of Mongolian descent who took up the mantel herself with a homemade costume (similar to Stephanie Brown)). In fact, she's the one who encourages him to become Red Hood in the first place! (Batman: White Knight)

Harley Quinn is a primary protagonist of this universe, btw, and pretty much saves Jason from being killed Batman: White Knight Issue #2

Gan is my adorable daughter and Jason (the messy bitch as she calls him) deserves his own chaos gremlin apprentice<3 Panel 1 - Batman: White Knight Presents: Red Hood Issue #1 Panels 2 & 3 - Batman: White Knight Presents: Red Hood Issue #2

Speaking of AUs and elseworlds, in 2002's World Without Young Justice, Jason Todd was a circus acrobat, as per his original pre-crisis origin (minus the red hair). In this AU, he's dating fellow circus member Anita Fite (normally Empress, but here known as Voodoo Princess), but she ends up assassinating him at the behest of his step-mom, Catherine Todd, because he discovered his parents dirty business dealings with Killer Croc. What the hell Catherine? (Young Justice Vol. 1 - World Without Young Justice, Part 1: The World What Once We Knew)

Young Justice (1998) Issue #44 - World Without Young Justice, Part 1: The world What Once We Knew

Anyway! This isn't comprehensive or anything, just a post made in fun to put together some things about Jason that I think were funny/interesting that the fandom doesn't know/talk about much. Might add more later if I come across other stuff during my readings (maybe not for a while tho; I am currently consumed by World's Finest and following the Absolute Power event).

But yeah! Feel free to add on if you like! :)

[modelbus]

YOOOO MODDLEE

yeah I did it again.

(Help I have a problem of disappearing into thin air)

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR PART THREE OF CUT CHAOS SHEBSJNSUH

you said you would write 500 chapters.. but like obviously exaggerating..? (Kiddinggg)

tho a few more couldn’t hurt..

juuuust saying if you ever feel like it I will eventually see it and it will eventually make my week. <3333

BUT THATS NOT WHY WE ARE HERE! (I’m sorry my requests are always so long and dramatic bro I just brain like that)

Actual request:

ok so like I knowww cut chaos started from rumours but like rumours are an easy way to start plot lines k? (Also I use she pronouns out of habit but they is pog too)

the friends in question: Tommyinnit (duh), Wilbur (moosic boi), Ranboo (generation loss trauma guy), Possibly Slimecicle?? I know he’s not someone you do requests for normally buttt if you’re okay with it that would be POG, or if slime is a no, tubbo!

SO a few months ago Y/N started working on an SMP with some minimal custom mods, some fancy texture packs, maybe some data packs, and its like this BIGGG project, BUT its not public and its taking a lot of her time, so she can only really do a few streams and most of the time because her schedule is so full its hard to work out streams with friends so, she is alone. with the internet being the internet people started to think something was up, some annoyed viewers made a few rumours and people kept making things up and escalating things until people were saying she did all sorts of horrible things to “lose all her friends” but one of the most popular theories was that she was emotionally abusing them (??? Internet wildin ig) she ignored them while mostly finishing the stuff for the smp, but decided to address it in a very- y/n way. Getting four friends to come to her house and hide slightly off camera while she made a purposefully bad apology video only for them to jump out at the end and her to stand up and be like “YALL REALLY THOUGHT I WAS SOME MASTER MANIPULATOR?! I’M JUST A FUNKY LITTLE CHAOTIC MINECRAFT GOBLIN N’ I’VE BEEN WORKING ON AN SMP THIS WHOLE TIME!! ITS GONNA BE SUPER COOL AND THESE FOUR PLUS ALOOOOT MORE PEOPLE ARE GONNA BE THERE I’M POSTING THE CREATORS SOON AND ITS LAUNCHING IN A MONTH!, SO STOP ASSUMING I’M A BAD PERSON AND GET PUMPED BITCHES!” something along those lines, maybe at the end a little peek at what people are responding with. (Obviously no pressure, but like id be cool) (thanks for considering deity of the busses and models.)

HOW WE LIKING THE SILLIES?!?

P.S I’m not always an angst gremlin (just most of the time..) - ✨🌌🌙 Annon

I DO BE LIKING THE SILLIES (and thank you for elevating me to the level of deity, my ego has been inflated)

Pairing: Cc! Wilbur, Tommy, Ranboo, Charlie Slimecicle x Gn!Reader (platonic)

Roaring Rumors

Life was all about sacrifices.

Or, that’s what you keep telling yourself when you’re up at 1AM working on your server. Putting together an SMP is harder than it sounds; texture packs, data packs, comparability, world-building, even the (seemingly) simply act of contacting people to play on it. For the amount of time you spent on your computer, your hands might as well be part of your keyboard.

Sleep wasn’t the only thing you sacrificed. Streaming, even just fun ones with your friends, had quickly became rare. Although you loved to hop on a call while coding still, your online presence had severely receded.

You just keep telling yourself that sacrifices are necessary. That the payoff would be worth it.

And it really would be, but you just had to get there first. Which was proving harder than you had thought.

At the very least, you still had your friends. Wilbur sitting silently on call with you while you work, Tommy dragging you out of your room, Ranboo always willing to get excited over your progress. Every day you woke up with a text from your groupchat—typically Charlie—just filling you in on the latest internet trend by a meme.

Today, your news comes from Wilbur and Tommy.

“I think they’re canceling you.” Wilbur says casually while you’re in the midst of detailing the hunger bar for a texture pack.

“Ooh, you’re a wrong’un!” Tommy yells in the background of Wilbur’s side of the call.

The three of you had been idly chatting while each doing your own thing. Wilbur and Tommy were engaged in some Twitter competition, as far as you know.

“Canceling me for what?” You ask, deciding to ignore Tommy’s shouting.

“Existing, I think.” Wilbur answers.

“So the normal.”

“The normal.”

Although the conversation stops there, you can’t help yourself. Later, during one of the few hours you dedicate to getting sleep to stay alive, you pull open Twitter on your phone. Your last tweet was nearly two weeks ago, so it’s been a minute.

But you just want to make sure nothing horrible happened while you were busy. You’re a content creator, this is normal. Definitely. You definitely aren’t just justifying this so you can do it.

You swipe through tweets, heading to trending and searching your name. Tweets load, making your mouth run dry. Wilbur wasn’t joking.

All you can do is scroll, reading as the messages get wilder and wilder. From people saying they were missing you to theories on why nobody was streaming you. Each one seemed considerably more implausible, and before you know it you’re glaring at your screen like it’s to fault.

Some thought you had grown apart.

Some thought you had a falling out.

And, apparently, a lot thought you were emotionally abusing them. Or, depending on the tweet, manipulating them.

Quite honestly, you didn’t even know how they got the idea. The long threads of explanations did nothing but send you into a spiral, biting your bottom lip so hard that it bleeds.

You were so close to finishing the SMP. It needed just a few things, then you'd be able to start scheduling to get it up and running. You didn't have the time nor mental capacity to deal with whatever the fuck is going on right now.

Is it a good choice? Maybe not. But do you still ignore the accusations? Hell yes.

-

By the time you get even closer to finishing the preparations for your SMP, you've come up with the perfect plan to address the (quite stupid) rumors. It'll be a two-in-one; you address the rumors and announce the SMP at the same time.

"How long do I have to lay on this floor?" Tommy asks, stretched out behind your chair.

"Nobody asked you to lay on the floor." Wilbur points out, standing next to your computer. Charlie, on the other side, laughs.

"Yeah man, you wanted to be down there."

"Besides, I'm doing great down here!" Ranboo chimes in.

You roll your eyes, grinning. "I'm about to start stream, so it won't be for much longer. Just wait for my cue, yeah?"

Tommy grumbles, but shuts up. You take that as your chance to start the stream, switching it off your waiting screen and waving to the camera. Your chosen stream title has brought in a bit more than your usual casual steam view number, "Talking about some serious stuff," leading people to believe there will be drama. And if it's drama they want, it's drama you'll give.

"Hello, hello!" You smile, leaning back. "So I've decided to talk about some things. Namely, the Twitter shit. I am so sorry for everything, and I mean that. A lot. Sincerely. There's meaning in it."

Tommy snorts, and from the corner of your eye you catch Wilbur kick him to shut him up.

"What am I sorry about?" You ask rhetorically, acting like you read it off of chat. "Oh, you know. People have been saying all types of stuff. The things about me manipulating my friends?" There's a pause while you let that sink in. "So, I'm sorry."

It's a purposefully shitty apology, but you sigh and act like its heartfelt for a few moments, nodding towards chat. Their messages are mostly confused, especially because it isn't one emote-only.

"Sorry you guys are so gullible!" You shout, and Tommy practically tackles you.

Wilbur's the one to fix your chair, Ranboo and Charlie appearing next to you within moments.

"You guys really thought this one could manipulate me? The master?" Charlie asks the stream, pointing at you.

"Yeah!" Tommy shouts, way too energetic for someone who complained five minutes ago about being on the floor. "We're the master manipulators! Get fooled!"

"I, for one, haven't manipulated anyone-" Ranboo starts, but Tommy slaps a hand over his mouth and nods empathetically.

"Yeah, I don't know what you guys were thinking, but I've just been playing fucking Minecraft for the past few months nonstop." You laugh.

"Nonstop. It's a problem." Wilbur nods.

"It is not a problem!" Pause. "Anyways, I made an SMP! And that's where I've been! Not because I've been manipulating my friends or some shit, stop being dumbasses."

"It'll be super cool!" Ranboo adds in helpfully.

"These four-"

"That's us!" Charlie points around at himself, Wilbur, Tommy, and Ranboo.

"-will be on it, plus a lot more. It'll be posting those people soon! As in, check your Twitter obsessively guys! The SMP will be in about a month, too, so get fucking excited! I want to see some hype!"

"WOO!" Tommy screams, making everyone cringe at having their eardrums ruptured.

"So that's all I wanted to talk about I think. Anything to add, guys?" You glance around at the four surrounding you with a grin.

"One thing." Charlie nods, leaning in really close. "I have a secret. This SMP, it's actually-" He hits your end stream button mid-sentence. "And that's how you keep 'em interested."

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Ycgmaenthusist NEW SMP NEW SMP NEW SMP NEW SMP

Mammalianeighingreflecenthusiest We are dumb as fuck aren’t we

Poabsenthusiest i will RIOT IN THE STREETS if any of yall be mean to MY STREAMER -> Cmwylenthusist FR I GOT TWO FISTS AND A CAUSE

[sheawritesstuff]

Midmorning Breakfast

[Guy x Transmasc Honey]

[Suggestive Fluff - 1360 words]

[Note: There's nothing explicit, it's mainly making out, but there are hints at other "activities" throughout - includes the use of "Daddy" in reference to Honey - if that's not your thing, this probably isn't the fic for you]

When Guy finally decided to get himself up and moving, Honey had already started their work for the day. To keep from waking him, they took their laptop into the living room where they could type to their heart’s content without worrying about the noise. They sat shirtless with a pair of comfy pajama pants, wrapped in a fuzzy blanket to keep them warm. They would have thrown on a hoodie, but at some point, Guy must have stolen them and hid them somewhere for his future use. 

They were about halfway through reading and replying to their work emails when a set of warm hands snuck down their front. Guy leaned over the back of the couch, slotting his head in the space between Honey’s neck and shoulder and shoving his exposed arms into the warmth of the blanket’s embrace. 

“Morning, Honey.” His morning voice was still deep and raspy against their ear. “Whatcha doin’?” 

“Work,” they said with a wry smile. “Always workin’.” Guy grumbled and turned to look at them, brows furrowed. 

“But it’s your day off.” He whined, tightening his arms around them. They shrugged and continued typing. He huffed and glanced down at their screen. “Emails are dumb anyway. You should come hang out with me instead.” He paused for a moment before snickering. “Ha, you should come.” 

Guy giggled at the objectively hilarious turn of phrase as Honey tried their best to ignore his antics. He pulled away for a moment, straight up stepped over the back of the couch, and knelt down on the cushion next to his beloved. His hands quickly found their way back to their previous location with a newfound purpose. 

“I mean, it is breakfast time.” He smirked as his hands dipped beneath the blanket and up their sides. “And a boy’s gotta eat.” Honey continued their typing, unaffected save for the occasional shiver as Guy’s thumbs traced over their top surgery scars and moved across their chest. 

“Guy,” they warned, glaring at his approaching face. “I’m busy right now.” He grinned and tucked his face against their neck, planting a soft kiss where it meets their jaw. His warm breath tickled against their skin as they struggled to stay focused. A few quick pecks followed a trail down toward their collar bones. 

“C’mon, Honey… work can wait can’t it?” His voice was low and sultry as his hands continued their exploration of his partner’s upper body. Honey huffed, embarrassment clear on their face as they stared at their laptop screen. “Your boy is hungry, and you look downright delectable,... Daddy.” Their brain shut off for a brief moment as they struggled between being productive and being reproductive. They slowly closed their laptop and set if to the side, where it would be safe for what came next. 

Honey clenched their jaw and turned to face the gremlin they called a partner. Before they had the opportunity to speak, Guy practically lunged forward and pressed their lips together. It was clumsy and overeager, but gods if it didn’t get the point across. He somehow managed to move himself over into Honey’s lap in the midst of this tonsil hockey chaos and planted himself firmly on top of them. When he pulled away for air, Honey tried to follow, almost forgetting they were upset with him just a moment ago. 

Honey moved their hands up from Guy’s hips, to his chest, and eventually up to his face. It was a slow, teasing, but fluid motion. They cupped his cheeks in their hands and pulled him in for one more sweet, intimate kiss. When they pulled away again, Honey held their lover’s face in their hands, slightly squishing it in their effort to keep him still. 

“Darling, sweetheart, love of my life,” they began. “If you do not chill the fuck out I’m going to throw you out the window.” The words were said in jest, but there was an underlying sense of frightening honesty. They squeezed his head ever so slightly tighter as they stared unblinkingly at him. “Don’t make me defenestrate you.” 

Guy’s rambunctiousness faded a bit as he shrunk down in Honey’s lap like a scolded puppy. Honey released him from their grasp and gently ran their fingers through his hair. He leaned into their gentle touch and gazed at them pathetically, non-verbally asking for forgiveness. They sighed and pushed the hair out of his face before cupping his cheeks again. 

“Fifteen minutes, baby. That’s all I ask.” Their voice was soft now, lacking the harsh edge it had earlier. “I need to get this done, ok?” Guy’s expression landed somewhere between disappointment and indignation, but he nodded and moved to get up. He stood and started back toward the bedroom, where he assumed his best chances at not being a distraction would be. Honey spun in their seat and grabbed his wrist, not roughly, but just enough to get his attention. 

“You can still sit with me, Guy. I’d love to have your company while I finish up.” He smiled and came back. He sat next to them and leaned his head against their shoulder. They lifted one side of their blanket and wrapped it around him, bringing him into their sphere of warmth. They kissed the top of his head as his arms wrapped around their waist. Honey reopened their laptop and got back to work. 

“Honey?” 

“Hmm?”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.”

Guy did as he was told, only breaking his silence to ask the occasional question or make a comment about something they’d put in an email. One of his hands had dropped to their thigh where he traced intricate patterns on the fabric of their pants while his other did the same, but reversed, pattern on the couch cushions. You could tell when he messed up because he’d pause, lay his hand flat, wiggle it like he was erasing something from a chalkboard, and continue. He was keeping himself busy and giving them the time they needed in the least chaotic way he knew how. 

After Honey signed off and hit send on their last email of the day, they dramatically shut their laptop and tilted their head toward their ever so patient lover. He peered up at them, waiting to be given explicit acknowledgement. They put their hand on top of his on their thigh and smiled. 

“Now, where were we? Something about breakfast for my boy?” Guy gripped their thigh and giggled in a way the untrained ear may have called nervous, but Honey knew better. He kissed them again, slower this time. Just as before, he sat up, maneuvered himself into their lap, and moved his hands up to their chest. They slipped their hands up the back of his thin little tanktop, savoring the warmth of his skin against theirs. 

They pulled away, looking at him through half-lidded eyes. “What do you say to Daddy giving you a little breakfast in bed, hmm?” Guy shivered and bit his lower lip. He pulled his hands up to the sides of their face and kissed them deep and slow. 

“Yes please,” he whimpered. He sat still for a second before another thought entered his mind. “Can we get actual breakfast afterwards? I’m actually kinda hungry not gonna lie.” Honey sighed and pressed their forehead against Guy’s. Despite their best efforts, they let out a little laugh at their lover’s ridiculousness. 

“Of course we can,” they laughed, tilting their head to look him in the eye again. “Whatever you want, sweet boy.” He smiled and kissed their cheek sweetly. He wrapped his arms around the back of their neck, pushing the blanket off onto the couch. 

Leaning close to their ear he whispered, “Come on and take me then.” A quick kiss was pressed against their jaw as they hefted themself up off the couch. Guy wrapped his legs around their waist and held tight as Honey readjusted their grip on his thighs. They made their way across the apartment to the bedroom and laid him down on his back, pinning him down to the bed. 

“Bon appétit, loverboy.” 

[creations-by-chaosfay]

OMG SO, I might get a little emotional and ramble with this but it's all good things to say about @creations-by-chaosfay

So this piece is in my home now. This picture is by chaosfay, mostly since she has better lighting than I do aaaaaaand I moved and this piece is with the precious decorations in a box that I won't risk in this shorter term for my life rental unit.

I knew I wanted to honor with pieces by fellow crafter/artist/artisans when my big parrot, Boris, reached the end of his life with me. He was a goofy football sized bird, bigger than most jardines (the owner of the local bird store where I voluniand adopted this old boy from and I theorized he was of the "greater jardine" subtype of the three jar subtypes, less often seen in the pet trade around here, the other two subtypes being smaller, the "lesser Jardine" and the "blackwing Jardine" but that's just me being bird nerdy XD) and very much my big boy feather kiddo.

Chaosfay did such an amazing job working with his image, his colors, his energy in general! And I adore this piece and am keeping it safe till I settle into a longer term home for myself. Then this piece will be a prominent part of his shrine area along with his dropped feather jar, the jar of his ashes, a custom hand spun, hand crocheted piece I made in his colors and rotating offerings of what were his favorite types in life. Chaosfay was utterly wonderful to work with and her work is stellar as always. She has such an eye for color and detail that I, as a fellow artist/crafter suuuuuper appreciate seeing! Especially since my sewing and quilting skills are nowhere near as precise as hers, I'm just starting my quilting journey and honestly I wouldn't have undertaken my current quilt project without her words of advice and what information I've learned by following her work over the years I've known her. This is not the only piece I have from her but it is the biggest and what my amazed eyes see as the furthest from my own technical skills and abilities so I'm always amazed. I've also gotten some adorable mug rugs in a few different sizes and the cutest quilted magnets. One of the mug rugs even got a corner chewed up by a certain mischief filled pup I used to live with and as soon as I sewed the little hole that the dog made closed again? It still works great as a mug rug and I never stopped using it XD

Even when I can't purchase anything from her, chaosfay's Tumblr blog and everything she posts are beautiful to behold. I've always loved and been impressed by her eye for color and color pairing and how to make the gorgeous fabrics and delightful prints she finds work beautifully together. Myself? I'm a chaos gremlin when it comes to fabric pairing and matching, which is why my quilt coming along is VERY scrappy and pieced with utter chaos. If you want something quilted that is polished and beautiful or purposefully whimsical and fun you should definitely go to chaosfay. Her skill in all areas of quilting is unlike anything I've seen elsewhere and her art is a joy to own.

[bittybat28]

I’m in a Mary Goore mood so let’s do some head cannons! Goore x Reader

(18+ for this because there will be some NSFW, blood and because Mary is a perverted gremlin)

1. I believe Mary is in some way related to the Emeritus family so he now lives at the ministry in which he helps with the Ghost project all while spreading chaos with the Ghoul’s and scaring the living shit out of siblings and Sister Imperator!

2. Mary was never one to be in relationships but as soon as he saw you, he was obsessed. He tried to be everywhere you were, wether it was “bumping” into you while you were working or finding out your favorite places in the ministry so he could be there too. And he will often make sexual jokes because Mary is Mary and that’s one of the ways he flirts.

3. I feel as if he’s a lot like the Ghouls and will often bring you gifts to show he likes you. Bones are a big thing! He will make you jewelry out of the ones he finds (or digs up..he’ll never tell) and leave them in your room or in a favorite place you like to be. If you like stuffed animals, he will make one for you. He has a secret sewing hobby that no one knows about. His stuffed animals won’t exactly be normal of course. He’ll make you a bunny with one missing eye or a torn ear, the end hanging off by a safety pin! It’ll look beat up but he’s damn proud of it!

4. Mary is not good with speaking his emotions but he will try and show it. His affection’s can be rough because he definitely gets cute aggression. He loves you so much he just wants to squeeze you and kiss you to death! They want to touch you everywhere, even in public. If you’re a sibling of sin, his sneaky hands are trying to get under that habit or uniform. if you scold him, he will pout a bit but will hold your waist or put his hand at your ass instead.

5. Mary likes rough sex. He wants you screaming his name through the entire thing. Blood and knife kink all the way! He loves blood. The smell, the texture, the taste all drive him wild and it furthers that feral-ness in him when you’re covered in it! Wether it’s his blood or yours doesn’t matter and if you don’t like being cut, he will happily make the sacrifice instead. He’s a biter and his canines are oddly sharp for a human, easily piercing your skin. After care was never really a thing for him until he met you and you showed him how nice it was. Now he’ll kiss every wound and praise you, even draw you two a bath so he can wash you and you wash him because he needs it anyway!

6. Mary is a pack rat and will steal anything, especially if it belongs to you. You wear a certain chapstick everyday? It’s his now and he puts it on so his lips taste like yours if he can’t kiss you. Underwear is his favorite thing to take and those sticky fingers will snatch up your favorite pair to sniff whenever he misses you and your scent. Anything that reminds him of you he will steal and you’ll have to go digging through his room to find it which could be a bit of an adventure!

7. He’s obsessed and protective with you and will always find a way to watch you just to make sure no one is bothering you. They are not above beating the shit out of someone who even looks at you the wrong way! He will never ever tell you who you can and can’t hang out with but if someone gives him a bad feeling, he’s extra watchful and may cause extra mayhem to that person. If you guys are together in a group, Mary will have you on his lap or pressed into his side just to keep you close.

8. Mary suffers from night terrors and often wakes up yelling or fighting. No one knows what he dreams about because he refuses to talk about it but he often comes into your room at night, crawls into bed and just cuddles. He’s usually very dominant but in moments like these, he wants to be held and loved on. He’ll crawl between your legs and just flop down on your body, feeling your warmth. He loves it when you run your fingers through his hair or run your nails along his back. Give him kisses and sing to him! He’ll be out in minuets and won’t wake up again.

9. Some of Mary’s pet names are a little unconventional but that just adds to his charm. He’s calls you his little corpse, his raven, even calls you a little demon. Otherwise he calls you babe, sexy, hot stuff and sweetness! He will rarely ever use your actual name and he thinks it’s funny when you two call each other the most ridiculous things!

10. His idea of a date is usually fucking somewhere you’re not supposed to but he also loves a movie date where you two watch a scary movie and eat snacks together. He laughs at horror movies like they’re a comedy! He will take you on a midnight picnic to the ministries cemetery and tell you scary stories that make you want to jump into his arms so he can protect you! He can be an asshole and sometimes thick when it comes feelings and emotions but he will always try to make you happy and he will never let you go.

[mirkwoodmunson]

Moonie my beloved.

i’m not sure if your requests are open but. i need eddie munson // gremlins content like i need god. What are his thoughts watching the movie for the first time. is he haunted by the thought of stripe. does he need a gizmo in his life or is he already a gremlin after midnight. inquiring minds must know ,, thank you g bless

WWUUUHHH UHEUUU REY THIS GOT ME SO EXCITEDJKkghkfk

eddie and you love going to the movies, barreling out right after school or sneaking into midnight shows of the latest horror releases, spending full weekends in the theater to watch your favorites over and over again. of course you guys sneak in your own snacks and treats, but you're respectful about it, always making sure to clean up after yourselves. eddie'd worked a few shifts as an usher one summer and christ how he hated cleaning up after the slobs -- he vowed to never be that kind of customer.

oh, but, when you two first see the trailer for gremlins on tv? he's already staring at you and grinning when you whip your head around to him.

"um. we're seeing that," you state matter-of-factly.

eddie snorts, about to say something in agreement, and then gasps, full shock,

"...babe... BABE!"

"what??"

"that's the SAME DAY ghostbusters is out."

wayne just watches from his recliner with a smirk as you -- unsure of how to express your excitement -- begin dog-piling yourself on eddie while cheering, your boyfriend cackling all the while.

that friday, eddie and you aren't at school, oh no. in fact, you're one of the first ones in line at the theater, 'giddy' not even covering it as you both recite lines from the trailers, discussing theories and what you expected.

ghostbusters is the first flick of your double-feature -- to say you both enjoyed it is a heavy understatement -- and going into the second movie of the day you're beyond ready for whatever gremlins throws at you.

the set-up part of the film has you both hooked -- hell, just the trailer had you hooked, but when you finally see gizmo for the first time, whining over how cute he is, eddie is cheesing hard and squeezing you into him. he loves the movies as much as you, but watching you watch movies? sometimes that was even better. eddie was a sucker for your commentary.

he's scolding the screen as every mogwai rule is eventually broken, fully immersed, fully engrossed, fully ready to fight stripe with his bare hands. the moment the antagonist dares to spit upon sweet, innocent gizmo, eddie has a vendetta.

although, that's not to say he doesn't absolutely love every minute of the gremlins being gremlins. he's cackling and pointing, elbowing you excitedly through the whole chaos montage. and when it comes to mrs. deagle's turn for a visit, he's on the edge of his seat just waiting to see what will happen.

when the old lady goes soaring, you both along with the audience are clapping and cheering at the grisly yet much-deserved demise. barney could rest easy now, poor dog.

now, eddie would never openly admit it, but he was a sucker for those old disney movies -- ever since he was a kid. when the gremlins are all together in the theater, watching snow white and entranced by the dwarves' working song, he's singing along with them too, with a grin so wide his cheeks are hurting.

somewhat surprisingly to you, eddie is near hiding his face in your shoulder when stripe finally meets his end, whining sounds of distaste as the creature melts and perishes. you just coo and pat his cheek, while your eyes are glued to the screen in delight.

you could swear as well you hear him sniffle when gizmo bids billy goodbye as the movie draws to a close. you don't judge, though. you're definitely crying a little, too.

you'd gotten to the theater early in the afternoon, and after two flicks it still wasn't too late in the day, but the excitement had definitely wiped the pair of you out. eddie leans into you heavily, almost sad, pouting and squeezing his arm around your shoulders as yours does around his waist.

"...i want a gizmo..."

you snort softly and tilt your head to peck his cheek, "i know, sweetie, i know."

in bed that night, curled up together and yawning in-between reminiscing in the day you'd had, eddie is about to get up for a glass of water when he pauses.

"what's up, babe?" you question softly, rubbing his back. eddie shuffles a bit and turns his head to look at you, bemused and smirking.

"... what if there's gremlins out there..? ghouls..."

you can't help the laughter, giving him a playful shove out of bed to which he whines and makes a show of tiptoeing to the door, cracking it open and peaking out.

"well, then, you better go bust 'em! show 'em who's boss, baby, you got it."

and, of course, eddie most definitely is a gremlin, as he sheepishly re-enters the room with the glass of water and a plate full of food for you both to share. tired before, he's wired after the late-night feast, leaping around you sat in bed asking repeatedly as you're wracked with giggles, 'who you gonna call?? ED-BUSTERS!'

the next few days neither of you can go a full sentence without quoting the films at each other, and of course you go back over the weekend multiple times, at least once with wayne after convincing him to join you.

a few weeks after release and it continues when eddie is crouched in front of the tv, grumbling softly and smacking the sides, adjusting the antenna while the screen shifts between shades of fuzz. he huffs, calls to you while you're in the kitchen. "hey! theres GREMLINS in here. we got gremlins in the tv."

[djcarnationsblog]

Questions for your tmnt iteration:

What are the turtle's relationships with each other like?

2. Ages?

3. Pronouns?

WOOOOOO MORE PRIMORDIALS SHIT LET'S GOOOO-

The turtles each have rather distinct relationship dynamics between each other, the most evident being Raphael and Mikey as I discussed in the previous question that I'll link later!

Sunrise Duo

Regardless of gender, Leo and Mikey have a rather sisterly relationship. They tend to be the ones who gossip the most out of the four, and they both equally respect and look up to one another!

Leo loves how free spirited Mikey is and thus gives her a lot more leniency than usual, while Mikey likes how Leo always seems in control of a situation (even when she really, REALLY isn't and is panicking her ass off) and has a good grasp on her independence, so she tries to be just as capable and reliable as her!

Smarts & Crafts Duo

Donnie and Mikey are typically the agents of chaos in the family, but more on an external level. They cause a whole fuckton of property damage when together and feed into each other's inner gremlin!

And, factoring in Donnie's Tourette's Syndrome, if Raph isn't there for them in the moment, it's often Mikey who steps in when Donnie is in the throes of a tic attack, since he knows how to handle it rather well.

Brains and Brawns Duo

These are the twins of the family, although it doesn't seem like it at first. They also tend to gossip between each other, but Raph and Donnie have more of a wordless communication and respect for each other that the other two don't have as strongly.

Hilariously, Raph is the main contributor to a lot of Donnie's tics, but he is also the one who helps them deal with their tic attacks the most. They also, when together in combat, are the most frightening pair since they combine deadly force and deadly accuracy. You will see them squabble the second most out of the four though!

Sunrise Duo Here!

[Forgot their duo name but Leo and Raph qwq]

Leo and Raph have a kind of respect for each other as the eldest siblings of the family, and actually have a rather chill dynamic. As much as Raph can act out and be rather haughty, he tends to chill out when it's just him and Leo, and they have the longest deep conversations of the four.

They very much will defend one another without a second thought, but they also balance each other out well and appear as two very mellow teens to anyone else when their other siblings aren't around.

So when they do get into the very rare argument? It gets...rough, you could say.

In the beginning of the story, their ages go accordingly:

Leo: 16

Raph: 15

Donnie: 15

Mikey: 14

From season three onwards, their genders are as follows:

Leo: transfem She/Her

Raph: Transmasc He/Him (from s1)

Donnie: Demiboy He/They (from s1)

Mikey: Agender any pronouns

THANKS FOR THE ASK ANON!!!! I'm so happy some ppl wanna know about my iteration qwq

[mazeinthemiroh]

y'know how not a single ateez member has an astrological earth sign? i feel like all of them would love a s/o who's super calm and grounded and has their shit together as an earth sign. most especially the fire signs (mingi, seonghwa, yunho) would adore having someone that they can come back to between moments of being chaos gremlins lmao

i'm not that familiar with star signs so i had to do some brief research for this so i could get a proper grasp of what you mean! it was fun hehe. i hope this makes sense and seems accurate for you 🥰

earth signs are practical and level-headed, right? they can appear more down-to-earth and, as you said, grounded. i think mingi would especially appreciate someone who is an earth sign. he gets a bit hyper sometimes, so his earth s/o could calm him down or simply balance him out. he would love to have someone just so chill and relax with. i think being with someone who is more fiery or overly emotional may not balance him as well. he likes things having simplified, especially when more often that not he's got some sort of chaotic, random energy about him.

and same sort of thing with seonghwa and yunho. seonghwa can get passionate about things, possibly working himself up a bit if things don't go according to plan. someone who is reliable and coordinated would help resurface those qualities he already have. a good pair!!

i also think that jongho would genuinely benefit from a partner who is an earth sign because he shares very similar qualities to them. despite being an air sign, his personality reflects a very grounded, mature way of thinking and he totally has his shit together. so having someone similar to him in that aspect he would love!

[missrosiewolf]

What elements make up a good trio?

An archetype/trope that’s an absolute ick?

Book (or books) that you’d recommend to others to understand u?

How’s your day so far :3?

How’s your day so far :3?

My day has been good so far! I'm over halfway through season 5 of Lucifer and I have better work shoes now too! I also gave my dog a much-needed bath.

Unrelated, but my bookmark collection of D&D sourcebooks is growing and going through Dragon Magazine #236 'The Seldarine Revisited' is...a journey. I might do a post about those folks sometime (an actual post not me being baffled over the state of Melira's section).

What elements make up a good trio?

Everyone's thoughts on this will differ, but for me I think a good trioe of adventurerse or heroes is made up of:

The Funny Guy or (alternatively) The Chaotic Gremlin

The "Let's Do This" Guy

and the person who holds the group together: The Only Sane Guy

Yeah I know that's kind of trope-y, but it is my favorite one. I think it's because it kind of describes me and my own friend group(s). I think the role I find myself in most often is the Only Sane Guy. Like for instance, me and one of my friends chat pretty much daily and she is a bundle of chaos (she has her serious moments ofc but she's a chaotic gremlin most of the time), especially when she's simping over a fictional character so I'm often being like that bugs bunny gif of "no"

An archetype/trope that’s an absolute ick?

I've got so many but I'm just gonna keep it down to just two tropes

Sibling Triangle

For those who do not know, the Sibling Triangle is a trope where a pair of siblings fall in love with the same person and try to get with that person. This can turn into a rivalry, one sibling eventually deciding to back off so that their sibling can be happy, or a reenactment of Abel and Cain (and I don't think I need to tell anyone about how that ended).

And it's a trope that I do not like. I just do not like it. I do not enjoy it being in whatever media I am consuming. I tend to get irritated and lose interest in the story and characters when this trope rears its ugly head. The only reason I don't completely drop whatever it is I'm watching or reading (that that trope pops in) is because I'm one of those who needs to finish watching/reading before I can move onto something else. I might walk away for a bit, but I always come back to finish it.

The reason why I don't like this trope is mostly for the same reason why regular ass love triangles don't appeal to me: two people (friends, siblings, coworkers, whatever) fighting over a person does not sit right me at all. That's not an object. That is a fucking person. Fighting over a person, over who gets to be with this person and not bothering to ask what this person fucking thinks does not pass the vibe check.

Also the very idea of fighting with a sibling over the same person is just a big no from me.

It just feels icky.

2. I don't know the name for this trope but it's the one where the dude is portrayed as dense when it comes to one girl in particular but then, when you read between the lines, it turns out that she just refuses to fucking communicate for some fucking reason.

I hate that shit.

Book (or books) that you’d recommend to others to understand u?

Oh that's a tough one. I'm not entirely sure how to answer that because I don't remember all of the things I've read over the years that made some kind of impact on me and who I am as a person, but I'll try to answer as best as I can.

The books I'd recommend are:

J.R.R Tolkien's books. Anything involving his Middle-Earth stories. In middle school, I read The Children of Hurin and The Hobbit and The Lord of The Rings (trilogy). In college, I read The Fall of Gondolin, The Silmarillion. None of these were assigned readings. I checked out of the library or they were given to me by friends and family. I loved the LOTR movies and I wanted to read the world Tolkien had created.

The Dragonlance Trilogy Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman. Read them in high school.

The Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini. Read in middle-school and high school.

The Redwall books by Brian Jacques. Read some of these in elementary and middle School.

A lot of what I read as I was growing up was fiction. Fantasy books. Adventures. I was...lonely and those genres of books where the ones I could more easily pretend to be traveling alongside the man character was an escape of sorts, I guess. I didn't very many friends (1, maybe two per grade) in elementary and middle school and those friends I did have I didn't hang out with because they didn't live anywhere near me (and there were the grades where I didn't have any friends).

So books, once I started reading chapter books, became my first real friend(s). The friend I'd see every day when I woke up, went to school, and came home.

High School and College is where I got my first real group of friends that I still talk to. I guess that is probably why I don't read as much as I used to. I'm not filling a void anymore.

[thatmooncake]

Ooh here are some I really like (in no particular order):

Dead Mall Dare by muzzlemouths - you get to explore an abandoned mall, Sun and Moon are going through a rough patch and can’t seem to decide whether to keep you or finish you off, there’s 70s slang and the most beautiful chase scene when a parrot steals your hat. The way the history between Sun and Moon (the mall’s mascots - or at least they were before disaster struck) is explored is so much fun, I could read about them for days. I love it!

The Selkie search by starswimmingart - you’re a selkie which is an instant win in my book, Sun and Moon are ocean exploration bots (and their bickering is to DIE for). Y/n is loveably stubborn and there’s a really fun dynamic between the three, I love the way it’s set up with all three main characters in a bit of a pickle for different reasons before they come face to face!

Copper Cogs Rusted Through by paper-lilypie - post-fire AU where you go digging for parts in the scrapyard you work at part time and come home with a broken daycare attendant you get to slowly put back together - and then not soon after being part-repaired and powered back on they proceed to terrorise you and your siblings. I love the way Sun and Moon and y/n slowly come to understand one another and make compromises in this. There’s a scene that takes place where Moon goes exploring and y/n comes to find him that I still think about all the time. Love it love it!

Solar Lunacy by bamsara - you get a job at the pizzaplex as a Jack of all trades employee and slowly get to know the Glamrocks and the daycare attendant (along with all the other robotic residents of the plex) while performing your duties there. The virus is out in full force here and Moon is a delightful (and dangerous) gremlin, and meanwhile Sun is a master of deflection because he’s trying to preserve what little he has left since the virus took hold - I love all of the interactions in this so much, I love the way y/n slowly gets to know all of the other characters, it’s just so much fun to read!

Weal and woe by pure-plum - a fantasy AU where you’re an adventurer who picks up an interesting little trinket on your travels, then disaster strikes in the night, and you’re met by Eclipse who comes to your aid in a moment of need, forming an incredibly ominous pact with you. As with a few of the fics in this list I haven’t read all the way through but I’m super intrigued by the fantasy setup and the way the tense relationship between the main characters develops!

Two choices by thelonereni - the most salty y/n I’ve ever read wakes up and chooses violence when they change their job role to a job working in the daycare and come face to face with Sun who is not keen on rulebreakers or tardiness or really any sort of human assistance for the most part. I really enjoy watching them mess with each other, the chaos is delightful!

Holler if you need us by castercassette - Cowboy AU my beloved! So in this one you’re the short-tempered sheriff of Fazed Bear who can’t seem to catch a break since the mysterious disappearances started in your small town, and Sun and Moon are a pair of delightful troublemaking outlaws - and wacky hijinks ensue! (But it wasn’t always this way.) The pacing in this is seriously so good whether a scene is tense and introspective or fast-paced and action-packed, it’s a lot of fun!

Double toil and trouble by naffeclipse - I’m absolutely crazy for the concept of Sun and Moon as witches familiars. In this one essentially no good deed goes unpunished for poor witch y/n, but you get to make a demonic pact and gain the most awesome pair of witches’ cats imaginable (they shapeshift which is yet another bonus in my opinion!). The transitions between scenes are so good in this and Sun and Moon are so beautifully catlike (they even go hunting for you, how neat is that?).

Our orbit is elliptical by sycopomp and madame-mongoose - Sun is manipulative and passive-aggressive and picks on you on your first day because he doesn’t see the need for a human daycare assistant and wants to run the daycare all by himself. Moon isn’t much better. Y/n needs a hug. I really enjoy the dynamic between them even though it’s early days. I want to see more!

There are also a million more fics I have to read/catch up on but I definitely love these! (Hoping to check out some more on this list, I have a huge list of fics I want to read when I get a chance)!

What DCA fic(s) do you go absolutely feral for and highly recommend?

[workofthediesel]

UwU I humbly ask fow soft and womantic Joule x C.B. cowntent

fic requests are open! send me an ask!

Joule crouched in the bushes, watching the other components work through the leaves. Wrench was off working on upgrades for Electra, but Purse was here, carefully stacking boxes of money for transport while Krupp watched. Electra had been hired to make a delivery to a bank a few cities over, so now they were preparing for the job. Volta, despite not being necessary for the delivery, was helping too, keeping a tally on a clipboard to make sure everything was as it should be.

Joule was also not needed for the delivery, and now she was bored. Not bored enough to come out of hiding and volunteer herself for whatever mind-numbing task the other components were sure to come up with for her, but still bored.

A quick and simple prank seemed like the perfect solution.

So now here she was, waiting in the bushes for the box of fireworks she’d hidden to finally ignite. She’d made sure to place it far enough away that no one was at any risk of getting hurt—there’d be no fun in a prank that sent her friends to the emergency room—but it was going to be loud and bright and completely unexpected. Hopefully it would draw out a few priceless reactions.

“Hey, firecracker,” a familiar voice whispered in her ear.

Joule couldn’t help the way her heart fluttered at the pet name. She glanced over her shoulder with a smile. CB was crouched behind her, leaning in close, his face just inches away from hers. “Hey, yourself,” she whispered back.

“What’re you up to?”

“Oh, just…” she trailed off, turning back to watch the other components, “waiting.”

“Waiting?” CB echoed. He followed her gaze, eyes landing on the group of components hard at work. Almost immediately, he put together everything she wasn’t saying. “You left explosives over there, didn’t you?”

“Mmhmm!”

CB chuckled. He let his chin rest on Joule’s shoulder and tipped his head to the side to tap against hers. Wordlessly he trailed a hand down her arm and intertwined their fingers.

Joule took his hand happily, giving it an appreciative squeeze. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye only to find him watching the other components as intently as she had been before he showed up. Of course, he was just as interested in seeing the result of her prank as she was. No one else in the yard would have cared about it, but CB did.

No one else ever seemed to understand her like he did.

They waited in comfortable silence for a while before CB tapped a finger on the back of her hand, asking for her attention. “How much longer until it blows?”

“I’m not sure,” Joule told him. “I didn’t really calculate anything when I set it up. I just lit a really long fuse and figured it would be a surprise for everyone.”

CB smiled, shaking his head. “Only you,” he said, then leaned in to give Joule a light kiss on her cheek.

Joule beamed. She always did when CB gave her this sort of attention. It didn’t matter how frequently it happened, she knew she’d never have enough.

She was just turning her head, hoping to get a proper kiss out of him, when the fireworks caught. A high-pitched whistle split the air as the first one launched, shooting high into the sky before exploding. It was still afternoon, so the bright lights and sparkly colors were mostly lost in the midday sun, but the loud, echoing boom wasn’t dampened at all. In rapid succession, the rest of the fireworks ignited, setting off a cacophony of explosions and enough light to just be visible.

Joule and CB watched eagerly. The other components jumped. Purse was startled enough that he dropped the box he was holding. Tragically, it was well-enough secured that it remained completely intact when it landed on the ground. Shame, Joule thought. The box cracking open and sending bills flying really would have added something to the overall effect of the prank.

All too soon, the impromptu fireworks show came to an end. The other components took a moment to gather themselves after the shock. It didn’t take them long to realize what had happened.

“Joule!” Purse roared.

Joule couldn’t hold it in anymore; she burst out laughing. CB wasn’t far behind her, bumping against her shoulder as he giggled mischievously. Their eyes met, sparkling gleefully, and in that moment, Joule couldn’t imagine being happier.

That moment couldn’t last forever. They soon heard the sound of someone bearing down on them and looked up to find both Krupp and Purse charging at them, faces set in fury.

Before she knew what was happening, Joule found herself being pulled to her feet. CB was already standing behind her, tugging on her hand. With exhilaration flooding through them, she and CB took flight, hand in hand and laughing as they made their escape.

[mimikyuvelcro]

What if all the other Hermits were in Double Life?

Ever since Double Life started, whenever I watch one of the Hermits who isn't in it, I keep finding myself wondering what it would have been like if they had joined. And more specifically, who would they be soulbound to?

So, I decided to find out for myself! I'm going off the assumption that the selction of Soulmates was truly random and so I did what was basically the virtual version of pulling names out of a hat. I took the names of every Hermit who isn't in Double Life, and put then in a list on a random item picker website. I then had it pull one name at a time, and I deleted each name from the list as I went to avoid anyone being pulled twice. To keep things fair I only did the process once and didn't reroll at any point. 

This list assumes that the current Soulbounds on Double Life would remain the same, so all the participating members of Double Life are not included here. Because the number of non-participating Hermits was an odd number, I included Skizzleman as well. If you would have rather seen LDShadowLady in this list you can just swap Skizz for her. 

Without further ado, here's the list!

GeminiTay & Cubfan135

Docm77 & Xisumavoid

XBCrafted & Iskall85

FalseSymmetry & Stressmonster101

VintageBeef & WelsKnight 

Keralis & Skizzleman 

Tinfoilchef & JoeHills 

MumboJumbo & Hypnotizd 

iJevin & ZedaphPlays 

I really love how this list came out. There's a great mixture of potential dynamics here, ranging from people who would immediately be power couples to people that would probably be disasters. And of course, plenty of chaos. Here's my thoughts on some of the pairs! I'm far from a HermitCraft historian, so I'm sorry if I don't know about any previous interactions Hermits have had and completely misread their dynamic. This is just more going off vibes anyway.

Gem & Cub

I don't know why, but my immediate gut reaction is that they would not get along. Gem would probably end up joining one of the other pairs instead, either Scott and Cleo for the gay and single alliance, or Stress and False for the girlboss energy. Cub would ally with Doc and Xisuma for ultimate destruction capabilities. 

Doc & Xisuma

Power couple. Everyone will fear them, and rightfully so. Sure, Xisuma is a sweetheart and Doc isn't that bad (or so he says). But their skills and dedication combined together would be an absolutely deadly force. That is, until they inevitably mess up one of their own intricate traps and end up being one of the first duos eliminated. 

XB & Iskall

These two would start off super excited to be Soulbound, and would work together great at first. But things would pretty quickly fall apart between them. They'd probably still work together for the sake of practicality, but they'd be snippy the whole time. I picture them pulling an Etho and Bdubs in Last Life by dividing their base directly down the middle. Iskall would try to buddy up with Stress, but she wouldn't be interested. 

False & Stress

OTP. Absolute besties, would have total lesbian couple girlboss energy the entire time. Would also be complete gremlins and mess with everyone else constantly. This might end up painting a target on their back, but they also would be strong contenders to be the winning team. 

Beef & Wels

Would have the most normal, drama free relationship of everyone. Not madly in love or hating each other, just two dudes being bros and chilling.  

Keralis & Skizz

Constant comedy. Would regularly get into disagreements, but nothing that would ever drive a wedge between them because they'd end up just laughing it off. Would try to homewreck other teams.

TFC & JoeHills

They'd quickly come up with an arrangement where TFC would mine for resources, and Joe would find creative ways to sell them to people. They might end up becoming a target, especially once people start going red, because of their accumulated wealth. Joe may also end up being tricked by Scar into doing something that would cause his death.

Mumbo & Hypno

Would be excited to work together, but Grian would constantly be trying to win Mumbo over, and it would absolutely become a tension point between them because Mumbo would claim to be loyal to Hypno while also constantly running off to do things with Grian. 

Jevin & Zedaph

These two would be the type of pair that despite their individual brilliance, would have -1 brain cells when working together. They'd have all the greatest "what could possibly go wrong?" schemes. Would either be the first team to lose or would somehow manage to win by sheer dumb luck. 

This was a ton of fun to do, and I might do some variations, maybe doing some new rolls on the current Double Life cast, or using all the Hermits and the Double Life Cast together. Also I'm really sorry if someone else has done this already and I unintentionally stole the idea!

[helliontherapscallion]

I'm sorry for adding on to your pile of requests but I just wanted some family fluff with sbi where all of the siblings are having fun on a road trip or vacation

I don't know if that's specific enough for you if you want a little more detail maybe they're just being really dumb and making stupid videos with each other because that's something my sister and I do a lot

(A/N): I hope you don’t mind that I added Kristin and Tubbo (BASED ON THE CHARACTERS, NOT ACTUAL PEOPLE). Real life AU btw (no covid tho)

Okokok so this is deadass something Philza and Kristin is both dreading and looking forward to

1. They love spending time with their family especially now since yall are getting older and don’t spend as much time together anymore/getting ready to fly the coop

2. Have you met the SBI fam? Chaos incarnated.

After packing, yall set out on your trip to the hotel yall rented for a week or so (about an eight hour drive away from the house)

You and your twin Tommy 100% smuggle Tubbo underneath all of the luggage and a blanket

You’ll just ask them for forgiveness when you’re about halfway through

It’s easier to ask for forgiveness than permission 

Wilbur and Technoblade catching you hiding the stowaway and blackmailing you both into doing their chores for a few week 

Seating: Phil and Kristin in the front, Tech and Wil in the middle, You and Tommy in the back, and Tubbo in the trunk (it’s a mom van)

Before getting too far into the trip, a gas station is raided for snacks and drinks

Philza raising a brow at the amount of food you and Tommy get 

Philza’s eyes were torn off from the refrigerator in front of him by his wife lightly nudging him. Looking at her in question, she raised her eyebrows and pointed at their youngest kids. It looked like they were just looking at the Monster drinks, so why- oh god the last thing he needed was two already hyper teenagers hopped up on Monster trapped in a car for eight hours. Before he could go over there to stop them, Kristin grabbed his arm. 

“They’re up to something. Listen to what they’re saying.”

He strained his ears to hear what you both are whispering to each other. “...e like this flavor?”

Tommy shrugged, “I dunno. I’ll text him.”

As Tommy texted someone, Phil looked back at his wife. She wore a similar wary expression as they both stared at each other. He nodded in confirmation, “definitely. How do you reckon we confront them?”

He watched as his wife thought for a moment before she sighed and looked at him with a hint of excitement in her eyes, “let’s wait to see. It might be a pleasant surprise.” 

“What? Are you mad?” He eyed his youngest gremlins once more. It seemed that they finally decided on a flavor and are now moving on to the snack portion. He looked back at his wife and felt his heart skip a beat at the small grin on her face. “...fine. Let’s just see what they’re doing after they do it.” Oh, the things he does for love.

He kept a very close eye on you two after that 

You both are on your phones for longer than usual

Texting Tubbo so that he wasn’t lonely 

Tubbo has fun with hiding too, never being bored at all

The only thing that he (and you and Tommy) struggled with was holding in his laughter

You jumped as you felt someone gently slap your shoulder. Turning around, you saw Tubbo’s hand peeking over the backs of the seats. You glanced at your parents in the front seats, they were deep in conversation. Good. You saw Tommy stifle a laugh and pull out his phone to record. 

Tubbo made grabby hands at something but you didn’t know what he wanted, so you decided to mess with him a bit. Smirking, you put your earbuds in his hand. It snaked back underneath the blanket before he threw it back at you and did more intense grabby hands. You put your metal water bottle in his hand. He did the same thing before he threw it back at you. It collided with your forehead with a loud bong sounding throughout the car. Tommy started to laugh loudly and ended the video. You followed suit in the laughter as Tubbo’s hand froze midair and quickly slinked back into his lair.

All noise in the car came to a halt as they all looked behind them (well, Phil glanced through the rearview mirror suspiciously) to see you and Tommy laughing your asses off with you holding your forehead. Through blurred vision, you could see Kristin looking at you with worry and Techno and Wilbur looking confused and mildly annoyed.

“(Y/n) honey are you alright? What happened?” You opened your mouth to respond, but only wheezes came out making you laugh harder. You could hear Tubbo silently cackling to himself in the back, the blanket shaking slightly. Without being able to speak, you only nodded your head and gave her a thumbs up. 

Tommy sent the video into the siblings' group chat and you could see over Wilbur’s shoulder as he watched it before starting to cackle and save the video to his phone. Even Techno got a good chuckle out and saved it to his phone making Phil and Kristin even more suspicious. Well, Kristin was just excited for what you two (four? Was Techno and Wilbur in on it as well?) had planned. Phil could just imagine the chaotic things you had planned. And he did not like what came to his mind.

When the rest stop came eventually (about three hours into the trip), you all left the car to stretch your legs and take care of business

Taking separate ways to walk in pairs (same person they sat next to in the car)

You and Tommy wait until Phil and Kristin leave before getting Tubbo out of the trunk

You three vibe walking along the winding sidewalks for a bit before you come back to the car and get Tubbo back into the trunk

You, however, forgot to use the bathroom so you leave Tommy and Tubbo in the car 

“Fuck, I forgot to use the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”

“Be quick, I’m not fuckin telling em if we forget you.”

“Pfft, they won’t forget me. Stop joking around.”

With that, you left the car and made a beeline to the bathroom. After that, you went back to the car. Well, where the car was supposed to be. There was no sight of a van anywhere in the parking lot. That asshole, he just let them drive off? He and Tubbo’s probably giggling to themselves in the backseat like school girls. You were only gone for like eight minutes. 

Sighing, you walked over to a nearby bench and sat down, pulling up Techno’s contact and calling him. 

He picked up after a few rings. The second you heard the dial tone stop, you spoke to him, “check the backseat.”

“What? You’re taking a nap, why’re you calling me I’m literally right in front of you.”

“Just fuckin check, Tech.”

In the background, you could hear Tommy snickering to himself. You heard some rustling before Techno started laughing, “Dad, we left (y/n) at the rest stop.”

“YEAH YA FUCKIN DID!” 

You could hear loud laughter from your brothers and muffled cursing from Phil. You heard Kristin tell Techno to hand her the phone. 

“We’re so sorry, we’re turning around right now. We’ll be there in about five minutes. Stay in one place and don’t talk to strangers.”

“I dunno Mom, that trucker looks really friendly. Might do some hitch hiking with him.”

You ended up befriending an old lady when she sat next to you on the bench with her husband. She even gave you some butterscotch and those strawberry hard candies that all older people somehow have but you can never find in stores. Her husband was telling you stories about his younger days when you saw the familiar van pull into the parking lot. Waving goodbye, you thanked them and hopped back into the car. 

After profuse apologizing from your family and scolding Tommy for tricking them, you were on the road again. You glared at Tommy with a small smile on your face, “you fuckin prick. Did you seriously make it look like I was sleeping under a blanket?”

“Yeah, I told you that I wouldn’t tell them if we forgot you.”

“You fuckin dick,” you grabbed a few butterscotches and strawberry candies and handed some to Tubbo after ensuring your parents weren’t looking. He took them gratefully and quickly. You heard him whisper a ‘thank you’ and opened them with plastic crinkling. 

“Wha- are those butterscotches? Gimme some.” He was about to snatch them out of your hands before you moved away from him. “No, you left me at the rest stop. You don’t get any. Do you guys want some? I’ve got butterscotches and strawberry candies.”

After you handed them out to your family, Phil looked at you confused in the rearview mirror, “(y/n), where’d you get these?”

“Oh, I just made some friends with an old couple while I was waiting.”

“You what? What if they kidnapped you?”

“Naw they couldn’t’ve. Ethel has hip problems and Charles was in a wheelchair. They were chill anyway.”

“...Just- just don’t do that again.” “Well don’t forget me again at a rest stop three hours away from home and you got yourself a deal.” 

After a while the family was chill again and everything was back to normal

It was getting closer and closer to when Tubbo would make his reveal

You three agreed that Tubbo would just wait for the perfect time 

That time came about three hours later when Phil and Kristin was asking everybody where they should stop for food

“So kids, we have three options: McDonalds, Wendy’s, and Arby’s. What do you want?”

“Wendy’s is obviously the superior choice.” Tommy proclaimed and you nodded in agreement. You leaned back and whispered to Tubbo, “now would be a great time.” You pulled out your phone to discreetly record the front seat. 

“No it isn’t. Arby’s is you heathens.” Wilbur chimed in, glancing at his twin for back up. Techno shrugged, “I’m fine with anything as long as it’s edible.”

“I’m more of a fan of Wendy’s myself!” Tubbo’s muffled voice chimed in from his makeshift hut in the trunk. You snickered as Kristin whipped her head around to look at the back seat and Phil’s eyes snapping up to look at you through the rearview mirror. 

“...Tubbo?”

“Hi Mrs. Tommy and (y/n)’s mum!” You flipped the camera around just in time to catch Tubbo poking his head out of the blanket and grin sheepishly at them. You panned over to Tommy’s ruby red face as he was holding in his laughter before flipping it back to the front. 

“You absolute gremlins, this is what you’ve been hiding?” Phil scolded you and Tommy, his knuckles whitening from gripping the steering wheel. You could see his shoulders bouncing slightly with a slight strain in his voice from holding in chuckles. 

“Honey, have you been in the trunk this entire time?” 

“Yeah, but it’s quite comfy back here! Tommy and (y/n) gave me pillows and some snacks. Got some stretching done at the rest stop.”

“You’ve been back there for six hours?” Phil’s incredulous voice asked. 

“Yep! Don’t worry, I had a lot of room. Anyways, my vote goes to Wendy’s.”

The car was quiet before Kristin started to laugh, “Wendy’s it is. See Phil, I told you it was gonna be a pleasant surprise!”

Tubbo sat between you and Tommy in the backseat for the rest of the trip 

Techno and Wilbur saying that they knew Tubbo was back there but left out the blackmail part

There was no way they’d risk losing their little siblings doing their chores for them for a few weeks

At the hotel, the rooming was the same as the seating in the car

You, Tommy, and Tubbo having the time of your lives alone in your hotel room

Jumping on the beds, checking for hidden cameras and double sided mirrors (well, that doesn’t sound fun, but you had fun doing it), truth or dare, racing each other down the halls at night time, the works

B L A N K E T  F O R T S (but always cleaning up the hotel room in the mornings bc yall are respectful to the staff)

Getting plenty of videos of you guys ding dong ditching Techno and Wilbur’s room

Them getting tired of it so they tell Dadza and Momza and they tell you to stop : (

Walking around aimlessly around the hotel hallways with Wilbur and Techno

Going up and down elevators aimlessly 

Pulling an all nighter with Tommy and Tubbo on the last day

Philosophical late night talks when yall hardly know what you’re saying anymore (and becoming closer than ever before)

“Tommy, Tubbo?” You three were currently sitting on the balcony chairs looking out at the empty parking lot and the occasional cars driving by. It was about three in the morning and you guys were determined to stay up all night. “If you think about it, a hotdog is puréed meat in an intestine casing. When we eat the hotdogs, we turn it back into puréed meat. It eventually goes through your intestines which makes you the hotdog for a solid couple of hours.”

“...What the fuck, (y/n).”

“No no, they’ve got a point. Don’t you understand, Tommy? We are hotdogs.”

“...I’m starting to think you guys need sleep. Speakin nonsense.”

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“Do you two reckon we’re alone in the universe?”

“What do you mean, Tubbo?” You glanced at the male next to you and raised an eyebrow. He was looking up at the stars with furrowed brows. 

“Like, do you guys think there’s life out there. Looking down at us right now wondering the same thing.” 

You hummed and looked up at the stars. They were twinkling down at you with the occasional shooting star blazing by. Red lights from far off satellites being the only visible sign of humans in the dark expanse of space. “I think so. I mean, nobody knows how big the universe is. You never really know.”

“Honestly I don’t know what’s scarier, being the only lifeforms and being completely alone or having things out there that we don’t know about.” 

You sling an arm over your twin’s shoulders, “that doesn’t matter. As long as we have each other, we’ll never be alone. We’ll face whatever the universe has in store for us together.”

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“I don’t know, I just hate it when people only see me as the loud annoying one. It really gets to me sometimes and I don’t know what I should do about it. Fuck, even Wil and Tech see me like that.”

“Toms, fuck them. They don’t know you like we do. You’re caring, ambitious, and brave.” 

“Yeah, don’t listen to what they say. We’ll prove them wrong when we form our own nation one day.”

Tommy’s sullen expression slowly melted into a smile, “yeah, I’d like that. You’d be the president.”

Tubbo grinned back at Tommy, “and you’ll be my trusty vice president and (y/n)’ll be our Secretary of State. We’ll rule together.”

“Our nation would be a place for people to escape tyranny and injustice. Somewhere where men could live free, you two would be amazing leaders.”

“What do we call it though is the question,” Tubbo hummed in thought.

“How about ‘Manberg’?”

You looked at your twin with half lidded, exhausted eyes, “I like it, but it needs more… pizazz. How about L’manberg?”

You watched as he smiled widely at the stars, “it’s perfect.”

Watching the sunrise together on the balcony wrapped in blankets

Sleeping on the rest of the way back home

Best sleep of your life

When you wake up (about an hour or so away from home), you see that there’s blankets over you three and you had your head on Tubbo’s shoulder, Tubbo had his leaned up against the seat behind him, and Tommy’s cheek was squished against the window

You stretch out your limbs a bit trying not to disturb the two beside you

Checking your phone to see pictures of you three sleeping sent into the family group chat with Kristin replying with a bunch of heart emojis

You send the videos and pictures you took along the way of you, Tommy, and Tubbo doing stupid things in the hotel room and in the car

If you looked in the middle row, you could see Wilbur watching the scenery pass by out the window with his earbuds in

Techno is reading one of his books (you have no idea how he doesn’t get car sick)

Phil and Kristin are talking lowly to each other holding hands on the center counsel 

Soft radio music is playing in the background

Life is good

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[rose-tea-and-strawberries]

So first of all @camrastuff I'd like to thank you SO MUCH for giving me an excuse to talk about this because I joined the rottmnt fandom back in like last October so I've had months to gather thoughts™ that I was too scared to post but now that I have an opening let's just say:

Mikey would be the best therapist for Yuu. Like they've got so much PTSD from not just the overblots but everything from Crowley's negligence to the mistreatment they faced from the NRC students and you know that dear sweet sunshine child will just wrap Yuu up in a nice warm blanket and feed them the best meal ever before going super saiyan on everyone that's wronged her. Let's just say that he's going to prove to everyone why he was named after the the most powerful archangel/angel of justice. 'Michelangelo' means to be like God and soon Crowley will understand what that entails :)

Donnie and Idia would have a love-hate relationship. Like Donnie can respect a tech prodigy when he sees one and he is fascinated with how Idia can so seamlessly mix both technology and magic ("it's mystic not magic") but he scoffs at everything else. 1) He can only take one blue obsessed dum-dum and his twin wears it better and purple is the superior colour anyway 2) they get into a fight over who is the bigger Hatsune Miku stan and 3) HE HURT YUU AND THEREFORE HE MUST PAY - Donnie no put the tech bo down no Donnie no do not use your ninpo to create lethal (or semi-lethal) weapons of mass destruction. (His lust for violence was contained for now but he does get his revenge by hacking into S.T.Y.X HQ and taking control of their tech for 48 hours and had the speakers play nothing but the pi channel for an entire day)

Oh also S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N and Ortho get on like a house on fire. They both love their creators/family and would not hesitate to nuke a country for them. Like could you imagine the chaos gremlins, S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N "I'll ready the disposal unit *unleashes US nuclear arsenal*" Hamato and Ortho "for Yuu's birthday present I'll hack into classified documents and give them government secrets/save my brother or I'll blow up the school 😊" Shroud just living their best life. S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N also teaches Ortho how to curse in binary

I would like to see Donnie go against Leona in a chess match but really the best competition would be Leonardo 'master manipulator' Hamato vs Leona 'king of strategy' Kingscholar.

Oh and don't get me started on Leo vs Azul. When he finds out about a purple-coded eight-legged mythical creature that takes on a human form and speaks in honeyed words to conduct shady business and lure their victims into deals that give them an advantage and will sabotage said victims he just gets flashbacks. When he finds out about how Yuu outsmarted him though, he's going to pat her head and be so proud. He's also the perfect scary turtle privilege against Octavinelle because the tweels don't even scare him - he and Donnie are the cooler set of twins and he's been through much worse than some godfather impersonators.

Honestly, I can just see Leo being the most obnoxious turtle on the planet and just annoying everyone and making their life hell as a kind of payback for hurting Yuu (as the face man he's gotta make sure that all eyes are on him so that his brothers can do the rest of the work behind the scenes). He's also besties with Che'nya.

Oh yes Raph and Jack are 100% gym buddies but I think he and Deuce would be so cute together - just a pair of protective soft bois with violent tendencies who think more with their fists than their heads.

April 'best protective big sis with more skills than Barbie' would be ready to use her bat on every single nrc boy and she's not afraid to show it. I don't really know who she'd vibe with but I think Epel would think that she's awesome and would want her to teach him how to be stronger. The entirety of Savanaclaw is terrified of her.

Bonus: I just know that Cassandra and Sebek would absolutely hate each other and the thought of those two interacting brings me great joy

Yuu using an NRC assembly as a school-wide therapy session

Yuu: Good morning. I'm Dr. Feelings. Welcome to my seminar, "Communication"!

Ace: ‘Dr. Feelings’? I thought you were Dr. Delicate Touch.

Yuu: Dr. Delicate Touch feels nothing.