#work together again pleaseeeeeee

[vvegart]

[luxaofhesperides]

Please continue ghostlights multiverse constant au with Earth 0 having a happy ending together cuz halfa Danny is impossible to really kill anymore pleaseeeeeee 😭

(part one)

Danny is destined to die once he meets Duke. He knows this; he’s seen how their friendship leads to Danny’s death is so many different lives. There’s no doubt in his mind that the only way to ensure Danny lives a long life is to stay away from him.

Which is why the universe decides to make Danny pop up constantly. It’s clearly trying to get him killed, and Duke refuses to let that happen!

It starts innocently enough. They cross paths briefly at a bus stop, bumping into each other as Duke gets off the bus and Danny moves to go on it. He recognizes Danny immediately, feels a little spark go through him when their shoulders brush against each other. Something in him says I know you. I miss you.

He pulls back a step and offers a quick apology. Danny waves it off and looks at him as through searching for something. He opens his mouth to say something, but Duke can feel the threads of fate tighten around their throats and hurries away. 

He waits until he hears the bus pull away, then glances behind him to watch it go before he slows down to a normal walking pace and heads for the mall where he planned to meet his friends. 

Duke’s heart pounds in his chest. He can’t get Danny’s eyes out of his head; so painfully blue, so nostalgic, so doomed. 

This is for the best, he reminds himself. This is so Danny can live. That’s all that matters.

The moment’s passed, anyways. They’re still strangers, and they’ll stay that way. 

He takes another minute to collect himself, then plasters on a smile and heads into the mall to find his friends.

The next six times, Duke has to save Danny as the Signal, appearing just in time to stop a mugging, an armed store robbery, a car trying to run Danny over, and fighting off Man-Bat who, for some reason, took one look at Danny and went fuck this guy, actually.

Duke is stressed. He’s Stressed™ and if anyone tries to take out Danny again he’s just going to start screaming. 

For whatever reason, the universe is just out to get Danny now that they’ve run into each other once. Duke’s life is a cosmic joke, and he’s stuck in the center of it all waiting for the moment comedy turns into tragedy. 

It’s gotten to the point that Duke expects to find Danny in some sort of dangerous situation as soon as he starts patrol. He’s starting to dread going out, but he needs to; Gotham needs the Signal to keep the streets safe during the day, and Danny needs Duke to save his incredibly unlucky ass nearly every single day.

The first two hours go fine. He stops an armed robbery and a car jacking, chases away some creeps from the working girls, and gets a blueberry muffin from the bakery that’s been around forever, on account of the old woman running it thinking he’s a good lad who needs to eat more.

Duke begins to hope that he’ll have a quiet patrol. He begins to hope that Danny is safe and not in mortal danger for once.

His hopes are immediately dashed when he spots Danny on a rooftop, standing way too close to the edge.

Heart in his throat, Duke crosses the space between them in an instant, slingshotting himself forward through shadows.

He intends to pull Danny back, to say something, to try and shake some common sense into him so he actually has a chance at living a long life. Duke doesn’t get to do any of that; as soon as he steps out of the shadows, Danny turns to face him with a tired smile.

“There you are,” he says. “I knew you’d find me.”

“What? I—listen, can you step back from the ledge for me?”

Danny steps back, keeping his eyes on Duke. He doesn’t seem to mind that the Signal is so hesitant in this moment, keeping his distance. 

“I wasn’t sure at first,” he says, as if he never stopped talking, “But I had a feeling. You’ve probably had it too, right? It’s why we keep being pushed together, and why my luck has been so awful ever since I came to Gotham.”

He knows, is the first thing Duke things. But how can that be? If Danny knows about all those other universes where they had each other, then he knows how it ends. If he knows, then he should be trying to keep his distance from both Duke and the Signal before he gets killed.

“It’s you under that mask, isn’t it? Duke.”

The way Danny says his name brings him back to all those other lives where they had each other from the start. He sounds so sure of himself, as if he’s always known Duke.

It’s only when Duke says, “How?” that Danny falters, fear briefly crossing his expression before it settles into something more neutral. His fingers begin to pull at the cuffs of his jacket sleeves, confidence melting away. 

“Do you… not know me?”

The quietness of his voice, the fragility of it, breaks Duke’s heart. He doesn’t stop to think before he answers, “I know you. Of course I know you, Danny.” Then he blinks, shakes his head, and says, “Wait. No. I know of you. We haven’t really met this life.”

“It’s the dreams, right? They make things so confusing.”

“You’ve been getting them too?”

“I may be the cause of them,” Danny says with a wince. “Due to some, uh… ghostly magic shenanigans. It wasn’t on purpose! But it is kinda my fault.”

Ghostly magic? Okay, sure, why not. Who is Duke to judge the bizarre things that exist in their world. He has superpowers and his biological father is an evil immortal. He has absolutely no leg to stand on when it cames to the weird and the unexpected. Might as well roll with it, since this is his life now.

Besides, there’s more important things to focus on, such as: “Okay, so, just to be on the same page, you’ve been getting the same dreams as me, yeah? The ones where you always die? Those dreams?”

And Danny, very casually, answers, “Yeah.”

“Dude,” Duke says, pained, “If you know that meeting me leads to your death, then why are you seeking me out?!”

“What?”

“Have you not seen how you die young in every single universe? Because I have! And it’s messing me up!”

Danny blinks at him, then looks guilty, hunching in on himself. “Oh, yeah. That. Uh, yeah, so…” he trails off and bites his lip, gaze kept downwards so he doesn’t have to meet Duke’s eyes. “I do die young always, yeah, but it’s totally not your fault! I just do that!”

“You just do that,” Duke repeats, pained. 

“Yeah. I just die young.”

“Is this somehow not a problem for you.”

To his immense displeasure, Danny has the nerve to shrug and say, “Eh, not really.”

“Danny.”

“It’s okay! Really!” Danny says, a little frantically, “And also it has nothing to do with you! None of my deaths have been your fault, it’s just a thing that happens to me!” And then, in a quiet, rushed mumble, “Also I already died in this universe so it’s fine.”

A strangled sound bursts out of Duke’s throat as he tries very hard not to start yelling. He puts his head in his hands and holds back a heavy sigh because the boy of his literal dreams is stressing him out so much he’s about to dissolve into ashes and ascend to a higher realm where he has no worries. 

Unfortunately, he’s not quite there yet, so Duke has to deal with living in the reality where Danny admits he already died because that’s just what he does: die young. 

Which is, apparently, not Duke’s fault at all. Cool. 

Cool cool cool. He’s definitely not going to have a breakdown about this.

A hand gently tugs on his wrist, making him lift his head to meet Danny’s worried gaze. “Hey, you alright? Do you wanna sit down for a minute?”

And you know what? Duke does want to sit down for a minute. He’s earned it. 

He nods, and Danny carefully guides him back to where the roof access door is, so they can sit with their backs against something and be away from the edge where curious eyes might spot them. It feels easy, practiced, as if they’ve done this a thousand times before instead of just now having their first conversation. Their lives have been linked and twisted together, though only for a short time before death takes Danny away. 

He knows Danny, despite how illogical it is, and that’s what makes him take off his helmet and exposure his face to the world. 

Danny knows him too, after all. 

There is no hiding from someone who is meant to be in his life.

Danny’s smiling softly when he turns to look at him. “Hey, Duke. It’s good to see you properly. Is it weird to say that I’ve missed you even though we’ve technically never met in this life?”

“Nah,” he replies, “I missed you too. Please stop scaring me like that.”

“I make no promises. Expect for this: dying won’t take me away from you in this life. I’ve got it handled.”

“I don’t… I don’t think that’s someone anyone can have handled.”

“I’ve got it handled,” Danny repeats firmly. 

Duke shakes his head with a small laugh. He got so caught up in the guilt of leading to Danny’s death, of being unable to save him, of losing  him in every universe, that he forgot how stubborn Danny is. 

It is a weight off his chest, though. To know that it wasn’t his fault. To know that the worst has already come to pass long before they met in this universe, so they don’t have to fear the future together. 

“So,” he says, “Tell me more about these magical ghostly shenanigans?”

“At least wait until the second date for personal questions,” Danny jokes.

“Okay. Wanna grab dinner tonight?”

It’s nice to see that Danny blushes easily in this universe too. “Isn’t that moving a little fast?”

“We’ve been dreaming about a bunch of other universes where we’re together. We know each other even though we don’t know each other. We’re well past moving fast, dude.”

“Yeah, that’s fair,” Danny nods. “Alright. Dinner tonight, then. Take me to the best place for breakfast foods in Gotham. I’ve been craving pancakes all week.”

“Sure, I can do that. Mind giving me your number so I can figure out where to pick you up from?”

Danny nods and begins patting his pockets in search of… something. Duke means to grab his phone and hand it to Danny to get his number, but he’s quickly distracted as Danny gives up on his pockets and shoves a hand directly into his own chest. 

Ghostly magic shenanigans. This is probably part of it?  Danny doesn’t look alarmed by this at all, so Duke rolls with it and shoves away his shock at the sight. 

“Aha!” Danny holds up a sharpie in triumph. He sure did pull that straight out of his ribcage. Duke is so chill with it. 

He lets Danny take hold of his arm, removing a wrist gauntlet so he can write on the skin. The cool ink of the sharpie makes him shiver, but otherwise, he stays still. Danny writes carefully, in smooth movements. It doesn’t take more than a few seconds, then he pulls the sharpie away and blows a surprisingly cold breath against Duke’s wrist to help the ink dry faster.

“There we go,” he says with a smile. “Let me know when you wanna have our date, okay? I’m free whenever, so don’t worry about accommodating me or anything.

“I’ll text you once I’m ready,” Duke agrees. He stands up, looking over the numbers written on his wrist. He memorizes them, then puts his wrist gauntlet back on. It’s about time for him to get back to being the Signal, as much as he hates to leave Danny here when they’ve finally been able to have a quiet moment to themselves. 

“I’ll see you later, then.” Danny hesitates, then leans forward and presses a quick, chaste kiss against Duke’s cheek. Duke blinks at him, stunned, his heart skipping a beat. 

He doesn’t get the chance to return the gesture; Danny flushes red, backs up a few steps with a shy grin, and says, “Okay, bye Duke! Stay safe out there!” And then he’s gone, blinking out of sight, and it’s only his meta powers that let him see a faint wispy outline where Danny was. 

It moves, floating up in the air, then flies away like smoke in the breeze. 

Ah, Duke thinks, Ghostly. He’s a ghost. I’ll worry about that later.

His fingers brush against the spot where Danny kissed him. Then he puts his helmet back on and focuses on swinging through the streets of Gotham, ready for anything. 

The sooner he gets done with patrol, the better, after all. He needs all his focus to do that so he can start getting ready for his date with Danny, the literal boy of his dreams. 

This time, this life, this universe, they’re gonna do it right. They’ll make up for all the time their other selves lost. They’ll cherish every minute together, one pancake date at a time.

And to think, it only took a couple dozen different lives to get here.

[deadqueerboys]

id like a wilbur soot x gn!reader where theyre in a car together wilbur is driving and reader in the passenger seat keeps on touching is crotch but hes like "we cant do this" because she just freshly turned 18 but she ends up convincing him like "i wont tell" and they end up fucking anyway....😭

i dont know if you write things like this if not just ignore it

pretty pleaseeeeeee with a cherry on top!🍒

Road - Wilbur x Reader

(small, nsfw)

As I told you guys, I've been dealing with my own stuff. I'm sorry for not writing so much.

How much time again? 1 hour? 2 hours? It doesn't matter. It's been a while since Y/n is at the car with Wilbur. Her headphones are uncharged, and her phone doesn't work. She has nothing to distract her, and it's actually stressful! She even thought about talking with her friend Will, but he just says 'focus on the road' or whatever, something that a dad would say. It got her even more pissed off. Suddenly, she has an idea..

"What? No! Y/n, no!" Wilbur slaps her hand, even knowing that his cock is already slightly horny for such a younger girl want him. But he couldn't.. she's just a fresh meat.. one that he kept thinking since they knew each other, even before she turned 18. He treats her like a dog, and she always follows within.

"Don't treat me like a child!" She rolls her eyes and looks at the road. Some minutes pass by, and she touches him again with a smirk on her face. At this time, Wilbur doesn't stop her. His dick is hard like a rock. He even thinks about putting her hand even closer to where he wants.

"I- alright, I won't treat you like a child, but that's-" He moans as she grabs his cock. "No, no.." Wilbur closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. "That's.. not.. fair." He humps his hips against her hands, some of the other drivers honking at him. For a bare moment, Wilbur takes his hands out of the steering wheel, grabbing Y/n's hair and putting her face close to his crotch. "You're literally a baby girl, i guess you never did it before, huh?" He chuckles.

[ghostlee]

LEE!ETHOSLAB LER!SMALLISHBEANS

I was craving lee!Etho and there’s literally none and I mean none, not a single post or anything abt lee!Etho so I did it myself.

If you know of any or make any pleaseeeeeee tag me in it I am hyperfixating and there’s absolutely no content of him hahah.

————

Etho and Joel were in a boat together, Etho sat upfront and Joel was in the back.

They were just currently sitting in the boat in the grass, they were the boat boys after all and the best bonding time they found was in the boat with one another to just talk. Etho however was having none of that today and just wanted to mess around. The white haired Canadian laughed cheerfully as he jokingly leaned back against Joel smushing the other boy into the backrest on the boat.

“Hey! Ethoooo! You’re squishing me!!” Joel whined out as he squirmed around trying to get his arms out. As he struggled behind Etho he felt the man laughing in front of him.

“What was that I couldn’t quite hear youuu??” Etho giggled knowing his antics were getting under Joel’s skin.

“OHhh you little!” Joel said as he kept struggling, finally he got his arms free and tried to push Etho back up off him. The white haired boy caught onto his sudden freedom and let his body go lax as he did his best to not cooperate with Joel’s pushes whatsoever, continuing to flop against the other man.

Finally Joel had enough, he contemplated if Etho was ticklish or not, if he was it was almost a surefire victory for Joel. He was willing to take the risk. Joel let out a small war cry and dug his wiggling fingers into Etho sides.

Etho nearly jumped out of his skin as he shrieked and started struggling to get away. He tried leaning up off of Joel now that his sides were under a ticklish attack but Joel threw an arm over his chest pulling him back down onto him and used the other hand to squeeze his tummy with all 5 fingers.

“WHAHAIT NOHOHAHAHA!!” Etho yelped as he clawed at the front of the small wooden boat trying to get away from Joel. “I’m sohohorry plheehehehase!!” Etho yelled and laughed as he thrashed around trying to grab at Joel’s hand while he felt tears prick at his eyes, who knew he was this ticklish?

He continued trying to fend off his attacker as his stomach was under a ticklish siege. “Nohoahahah Johohohel pleahahase! Dohohont!!”

“Don’t what?? Doesn’t look like I’m doing anything.” Joel teased waiting for Etho to walk right into the trap.

“Tickehehehel meehehehe!” Etho managed through his giggles as Joel smirked, worked like a charm.

“Tickle you?? Alright Etho, all you had to do was ask!” Joel laughed knowing that would make Etho die twice over.

“NOOHAHAHAHA THAHAHATS NOT WHAHAHT I MEAHANT AND YOU KNOW ITTT!” Etho screamed as he squirmed and kicked around trying to get free.

“NOHOHOT THEHEEHERE!!” Etho screeched when Joel went up to his ribs and scratched around.

“No can do Effo! You messed with me and this is the payback!” Joel giggled as he continued to scribble his fingers over Ethos ribs. He used the hand holding Etho to quickly grab one of the oars and click it into place in front of Etho to keep him pinned down onto Joel’s chest, effectively trapping the sneaky little arctic fox hybrid with him.

Joel was now able to resume using both hands to snake themselves up under Ethos shirt and scribble at the soft ticklish skin underneath. “Tickle tickle tickle Effoooo” Joel teased as he used his finger nails to quickly skitter over Ethos bare stomach.

“PLEHAHAHSEE!! IT TICKLES SO BAD!!” Etho screamed as he kicked his feet uselessly.

“Maybe you should’ve thought about that before squishing me into the boat.” Joel smirked watching his best friend lose his mind over some tickles.

Etho tried desperately to grab at Joel’s hands to stop the onslaught but it only resulted in Joel once again reaching back up with one arm to grab both of Ethos wrists smoothly in one hand and hold them together to Ethos chest.

He then resumed the tickle attack with his free hand as it roamed around Ethos tummy looking for its prize.

Joels finger finally found the little crevice of Ethos belly button as he skated it teasingly over the edge. “Uhh ohhh what is this??” Joel asked in feigned confusion as his index finger got closer to the small ticklish spot.

“NOno haHahah wait!! Nohohohot thehehere plehehease!” Etho cried out as he sucked in breathes of air carefully watching his stomach as Joel’s hand glided effortlessly under his shirt. Etho not being able to see under the shirt to see where the offending finger was drove him mad as he squirmed and struggled in Joel’s firm grip.

“There is iss!” Joel cheered as he dipped his finger into Ethos belly button, swirling his index finger around in little circles and then switching back and fourth between skritching his finger teasingly in the little belly button snd wiggling it around.

Etho screeched a long loud yelp of ticklish laughter as he threw his head back onto Joel’s right shoulder and just laughed his heart out.

“NOAHAHHAHAHAHAA PLEHEHEASE NOOOOO! IM SOHOHORRY!!” He pleaded stomping his feet on the grassy ground in front of the boat as he just laid there against Joel continuing to laugh and laugh.

Joel had a few more minutes of fun tickling the life out of Etho as he slowed his tickling to a stop, just lightly rubbing comforting circles over Ethos stomach. He let the man catch his breath and removed the oar from in front of Etho. “That’ll teach ya not to mess with the great Joel!!” He laughed and patted Etho on the belly playfully.

“I deserved that… well played Joel.. well played.” Etho sighed out with a laugh before slowly pushing himself up out of the boat. “Watch your back though-“ Etho said and watched as Joel’s eyes widened.

“Yeah whatever you say Etho, I know how ticklish you are now. I’d like to see you try.” Joel teased back as he also pushed himself out of the boat.

It would be a long week of the boat boys constantly trying to one up each other with tickles.

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Tyty that’s all, it’s short and cute, hope you enjoyed.

[logan-bear-bear]

Guys I love British Grace family so much you guys (shout out to everyone who asked if I had an British accent for several years) like I am creating an entire storyline with them now. Like, (this is gonna get angsty and sad be prepared) imagine if the whole reason as to why they even came to America in the first place was so that Beryl would leave Jason at the Wolf House for Juno, it could mean as soon as they got off the plane they headed there to leave Jason. So it could be another reason as to why Thalia is scared of flying: the first time she got on a plane her brother disappeared shorty after. Like her as a 9-year-old girl associating flying with her loved ones disappearing. Also her leaving right after so now we have a small British girl running around and eventually finds Luke. Imagine their accents rubbing off on each other (I don’t know how accents work I’ve barely left my state and I’m not actually British despite popular opinion) because they were together for quite a few years. Then she was stuck as a tree and now im imagining her accent sticks with her when she becomes a hunter (bare with me here) so eventually years later when Jason and her reunite and in a lovely universe where Jason DOESNT die, him and Thalia are able to hang out more and reconnect… and eventually Jasons long gone British accent is returning (yet again bare with me dont know how accents work dont judge) so that is how British accent Jason Grace comes back PLEASEEEEEEE

[live-laugh-lenney]

Can i have a headcanon or reaction for arthur tv with a veterinarian s/o pleaseeeeeee

this is so cute... like, i swear... him falling in love with a veterinarian when he has such a huge love for animals.. god, it's almost like fate.

-> it's almost like a chance meet that happens once...

-> and again... and again...

-> and then again until they decide to do something about.

-> there's no fancy party or dating app involved. no mutual friends who knew each other. his friend didn't set him up with her and her friend didn't even know of him.

-> it happens during her hour-long lunch break; a little bakery down the road from her place of work where they sell 'the best baguettes and do the best coffees in town' so she says. she still has her work uniform on, still has her name-tag hanging from her shirt, purse in her hand and her office keys/car keys dangling off her finger.

-> he just so happens to be standing behind her in the queue when she orders her baguette and her favourite coffee. having just finished on a football video shoot with chris down the road, the cupcakes and the croissants and the muffins caught his eye on his walk by, and he felt the need to make a pitstop on his way home to fill his stomach.

-> he notices her order before he notices her.

-> 'that sounds delightful'

-> 'it's delicious, you should try it'

-> 'you think?'

-> 'yeah, not that i was staring at you but you seemed to be a little bit overwhelmed with all the options up there so... try it and thank me later'

-> so he does and he thinks he has definitely found a new drink to fixate upon for the next week... but by the time he tries to tell her his opinion, she's disappeared and he has no idea where she went... his heart sinking in his chest.

-> neither of them thought they would bump into each other the next day... at the same time... except this time, she's behind him and he's ordering before her.

-> 'i told you that you'd like it'

-> 'you have an incredible palate to discover this. it's amazing'

-> he waits this time; he waits for her. he listens to her as she finishes off her order to the person behind the bar (who seemingly knew what she wanted before she spoke and he got the impression that she must have frequented this bakery for them to know her name and her order), almost standing with her as she orders her lunch of a baguette and a coffee at the counter.

-> 'i would stay but-'

-> 'oh, i wasn't waiting for you. i was just-"

-> 'it's okay. i would have asked you if you wanted to sit together but i have work to get back for.'

-> 'what do you do?'

-> 'i'm a vet at the centre down the road. this is a godsend for being so close and doing so many good lunch options. you should try their ham and rocket and cheese baguette. the rocket is a total game changer.'

-> she's walking towards the door and down the street before he realises and comes back to his senses; he's completely enamoured by her.

-> he's already in the bakery by the time she walks in the next day; and he's eating the baguette she told him to try. with the coffee beside his plate. and this time, he threw a curveball and got himself a little muffin that he wanted to recommend to her...

-> 'i feel like i should get a discount for getting new customers to start coming her more often'

-> he's blushing as he looks down at his plate, recognising the voice almost instantly, swallowing back his food and smiling warmly in her direction.

-> 'we must stop meeting here like this...'

-> he assumed she was waiting for his name and he spoke his name shyly. a grin on her lips. recalling his name before she introduced herself with her own name. and this time, she sat with him with her own order... in a bag and a takeaway cup... but he'd take that.

-> 'i have ten minutes before i need to be back. thought you could do with the company, arthur.'

-> and his name just rolls off of her tongue so perfectly. he loves the sound. loves how her tongue wraps around his name. loves how her mouth enunciates his name. loves how she spoke his name. his stomach filled with butterflies.

-> it becomes such a common thing.

-> sometimes she's there before him, sometimes he's there before her and yet, they still wait for the other and share one little fact or piece of information about one other as they get to know one another a little more than before.

-> she's interested in his job and how he gets to film all his fun times with his friends and get paid for it... and he's interested in her job and how she gets to be around animals all day and care for them in the best way possible.

-> she would have been lying if she said she didn't go home and google his name and find him on social media and follow him on his instagram and his twitter, finding him on youtube to watch a few of his videos whilst she ate her dinner or whilst she got ready for bed, stalking as much of his online presence to see what he was really like as a person.

-> 'this might seem forward and i love these lunchtime dates but-'

-> 'you think these are dates? i thought they were just coincidental meetings'

-> 'maybe we could try a proper date?'

-> 'like, drinks and dinner or?'

-> 'anything you want to do'

-> the last thing he expects her to say is bowling and the arcade that comes alongside it. claiming she wanted to do something fun and a little different and not anything boring like sitting down and getting to know one another. not having to be serious. being able to talk and laugh and be as silly as they wanted to do.

-> they exchange numbers. he drops her off home. she invites him in with the invitation of pizza from the local takeaway. she wasn't looking for love but... love definitely found her.

-> and from then on, their lunchtime dates move to her office and he'll always offer to grab them their lunch before meeting her at her work. sitting in the reception, talking to the receptionist (who happened to be her work bestie and wanted all the details), petting the dogs as they left with their owners, giving head scratches to the cats who were in their crates and waiting to be seen. he can always hear her through the close door; always so kind, so sweet, so soft and gentle with every animal she sees and so informative to those who bring their pets in.

-> she never takes her work home with her... but he'll always ask. he loves animals and if there was anything she ever wanted to speak about, especially if she had a bad day or had to deal with something that was really sad and upsetting to her, then he wanted her to be able to talk to him and use him as a shoulder to cry on so she didn't have to deal with it by herself.

-> 'you don't have to ask me.'

-> 'i know but i want to. you ask me about my day, i ask you about yours'

-> both of them are so interested in each other and it's something that starts off slowly.

-> something that they slowly work through; his schedule was always different from day to day whereas her's was always regular and the same everyday. a classic 9 to 5 job with the odd day off for her to use at her leisure.

-> they take their time.

-> they enjoy each other before they become something official. they like to be by themselves. without everyone else knowing about them. sharing the sweetest kisses, cuddling, sneaking around from their friends and family because they just weren't wanting to share each other just yet.

-> and when they've become boyfriend and girlfriend, after a few months have flown by of knowing one another, they slowly introduce the other to their family and then their friends... which arthur was always going to be nervous about. having friends of such a high social media influence, he didn't want her feeling out of place or like she was different to them or that she didn't belong...

-> and his friends never do make her feel that way.

-> fitting in perfectly with everyone... they love her and she loves them and they love having her around in their group nights. they love how she teases arthur like they do yet they can tease her and she knows they're being silly and she doesn't take anything to heart. it's like she's known them for years... especially george (who she ends up being the best of friends with)... and arthur finds it so endearing how they've just welcomed her and how he felt welcomed within her own little group.

-> a coincidence meeting... but the best thing to have ever happened.

[alicethepiper]

i should probably label this as a series or something or number them idk how to do that right now tho i'll bother with it later

MY MODS STOPPED WORKING AND I SPENT LIKE TWO TO THREE HOURS GETTING THEM TO WORK I AM SO SMART MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA (i am so glad they work) (i love dressing everyone up) (it's like playing with barbies) (except i can't make leon and the merchant kiss like i could with barbies) (dammit)

YAY THE MOD WORKS

This was my reveal that the mod worked and i think it's funny, like, look at that poor dude's face. get ada-wonged, nerd.

title title title

crouch (i'm so good at labeling these images)

THE GRAPPLING HOOK IS SO FUCKING FUN DUDE

i love this outfit because it makes me feel like i'm in the last of us or something

(every day i crave tlou part ii remake) (simply to play the bonus content) (i crave it) (but alas) (i dont have a goddamn ps5) (its a sad time)

look at her looking so cool and shit ahhhhhhhhhh (i didnt care too much for ada before but this dlc is actually making me like her a lot ahhhh)

she is so COOL can i be cool toooo pleaseeeeeee

merchant time (he is gay) also the music for the typewriter goes so hard?? the music while shopping from the merchant is cool too but the save theme is actually SO GOOD. re4make normal save theme is like whatever, but it's got NOTHING on the original re4 save theme. this is like a cool blend of both and i love that.

okay i took this shot because i was like "omg yay ada and leon are in the frame together yippee! my boy!!" but now that i look at it, it looks like i was just taking a boobie shot i swear that's not what this is

hehe she's so cool girlboss slay

and here's shots of the boy again hehe hehe hehe

playing through the dlc and i'm being like "omg i know where leon is right now!! he's just over there!! ahh!!" this shit has me giggling and kicking my feet i can't with this afjdhafjweifbejibfwjuifbi

mods i used:

Valerie's Outfits - RE Resistance - Ada Wong - Glitch (Glitch5970)

Leon Long Sleeves - pakjuaan

Leon's Alternate Hairstyle - notryzer

(i also used a mod that let's you use ada mods in separate ways) (and i have a mod that keeps her hair fluffy in the main game but that doesn't really apply here, but it might be why her hair is normal and not in the braids that the mod came with) (idk) (just a guess) (i need to find out why my punsiher isnt pink >:((((( )

i literally love you glitch, so many of the mods i have come from you you are so cool for these ahhhh

[azumasoroshi]

minidura chapter 11 react

ok i found chapter 11 translated by amnemonie on tumblr (thank you thank you thank you and if you want me to take this down i will!!) but there's no guarantee ill be able to find the rest lmAOo we'll see

HOT MAN!!! HOT MAN

i mean what no pathetic sopping wet man

cat face izaya i thought id never see you again

man after realizing there's a minidura tag i saw a post that was like "i wish minidura got animated like bsd wan" and like. YEAH. PLEASE

it would be the perfect revival of the durarara fandom pleaseeeeeee do it for meeeeeeee we could revive durarara like we revived trigun

and i need shizuo izaya and shinra cooking together being animated. please

anyway izaya looks like he really doesnt wanna be here in that last panel and i mildly spoiled myself on the comments/reblogs saying this one is really mean to izaya which you know i live for. [cracks knuckles] i hope he gets hit by a truck but like an emotional one because that's the only one he'd really react to

oh god he's more pathetic than i thought he'd be

they're really looking at him like "damn bitch you good" which is fair

bro summoned up all his courage to ask 😭rip bozo

??????????? THEY TOLD YOU HE'D BE WITH THEM

izaya simultaneously has the best social skills known to man and the WORST social skills known to man

ill never stop bringing this up but. now presenting orihara "i love humans because they're so unpredictable" izaya getting fucked by humans' predictability everybody

and here we see izaya walking awkwardly in his natural habitat, trying to eat cake with high schoolers /j

kadota casually calling out izaya on his bullshit bkgjdSGKHDSHds

he just wants to eat cakeeeee someone go with him

not me though i wouldnt be caught dead with that man

i swear walker's face gets longer every time i see him and it tickles me so much

aaaand cue shizuo on stage right

god bless erika for suggesting that he invite shizuo cuz id have done it myself

also "just today". are you implying that you want to see shizuo every other day. izaya.

WAIT

WAIT IS TODAY IZAYA'S BIRTHDAY

OH

oh my god thats actually sad okay

id say to ask namie but namie probably rejected him already without even letting him finish the question bkfdgjhgf

shinra keeping up the stupid anniversaries trend from that other chapter we love a consistent malewife

man shiki he wasnt even here for work 😭 at least he got some food although karasumi does not look that good if im being honest

at least compared to cake

shinraaaa you FORGOTTTT

may 4th is the date of my statistics exam but i swear ill celebrate it for you izaya. ill even mark it down on my calendar

oh 💀 namie is as delusional as i am. love that for her

he's even singing to himself ohhhhh poor baby...(i say this as if i'm not grinning wildly to myself in my room rn)

i swear i feel bad for him but he's so fun to bully

man i remember those fics where shizuo was the only one to remember izaya's birthday bgkjhfdgfd i guess those were founded from somewhere (even if his gifts were things like 'not chasing him today' or sending him black roses)

oh my god 😭 he's so desperate at this point i didnt think he'd actually be happy to see shizu-chan

even grabbing him by the arms bkgdssdkahdskjhgsdsd

this is gonna end badly though if the comments/reblogs i read have anything to say about it

😭yep the izaya bullying is real

SHIZUO NOOOOOOOOOOOO THATS BASICALLY THE WHOLE CAKE

izaya's conscious too 💀 MAN

part of me feels like this is narita's personal revenge against the shizaya fans in his fanbase askdbgskjhsdhgsd shizuo needs to be extra cruel to prove he's not gay

he's so happy to just get birthday textssssss this is so sad

[harryfeatgaga]

thinking about exrry

your just laying in bed watching your show and your phone starts ringing and it’s harry and you’re confused because you haven’t talked too much since the break up (might i mention the break up wasn’t because of cheating or anything it just didn’t work out, right person wrong time type of situation)

you answer the phone and you’re like ‘hello?????’ and he’s like ‘hey love’ and you hear loud music and you can tell that he’s drunk and he starts blabbering about how he wants you there with him and how he misses you and you’re like ‘harry where are you?’ and he tells you what club/bar he’s at and you’re like ‘do you want me to come get you’ and he’s like ‘really??’ ans you’re like ‘ofc h’

anyways you drive to get him and he’s waiting outside when you get there and he gets in the car and starts blabbing again so you’re like ‘harry we can talk about it in the morning ’ and he’s like ‘ok😔😔’

anyways you stop to get him something to eat and then take him back to yours and when your in the elevator and walking to the apartment your just holding onto his hand he’s all happy about it

once you get inside you help him change into a shirt that he had left you and boxers and you make sure he eats and drinks some water

then you get him all comfy and bed and lay beside him and he’s all like ‘can we have a cuddle’ ans you say yes obv and he just snuggles into the crook of your neck and in the morning you guys talk about you’re break up and the possibility of getting back together because you miss each other sm

NOOOOOOONOONONONOOOOO PLEASEEEEEEE 😔😔😔

[winderlylandchime]

I know i said sorry already but again sorry, he fucking went crazy. Anyway here’s 3x05 1/3 ‘He won’t be able to do it huh? I cant even pee in a public restroom, i would die.’ ‘SO THEY START THE SHOW WITH MIKE JERKING OFF AND IMMEDIATELY AFTERWARDS GIVE ME THE PIANO FUCKER?! I CANT WIN! How can Justin pretend that he’s into this? He takes whose breath away? What are these cringey lines? Who allowed this? *groans loudly and proceeds to almost slide off the couch*‘ ‘Oh are we getting political now? I don’t know how to feel about this. Why can’t we just be vibes and Brian? We’ve made it so far with just that and i’d say we are having an excellent time’ ‘can he please fuck the fuck off with this fucking violin already? I actually hate the sound of it now.’ ‘TED IS A REPUBLICAN?! That makes zero fucking sense’ *pauses tv* ‘i want him to win if that means he fucks off already. HA HE LOST! TO A WOMAN! I know that had to hurt. He really thinks he’s the best, doesn’t he? I’m surprised he’s not blaming Justin for fucking it up. IS HE GONNA GET AN AGENT AND THEN LEAVE? PLEASEEEEEEE’ ‘i actually really like the banter between Mike and Brian when Mike can act normal towards him. I would never be able to jerk off again if my mom would mention anything about- well good for you Mike, go whack off’ he once again groaned the second he saw Ethan. I think he maybe hates him more than me. ‘YES GO ON A TOUR! GO! FAR AWAY! (The agent says if ethan signs he doesnt wanna see justin again) PLEASE SIGN PLEASE SIGN! SIGN IT RIGHT NOW! HERE *he throws a pen towards the tv* JUST DO IT! I’ll even spell your name for you! Just sign it! Oh wait.. he wants him to be hetero to be famous..oh’ And now Stockwell is up..Pray for me. ‘Who’s he? Why does Brian care for mayors? I forgot whose who with the mayor thing that Debbie was yelling about’ ‘NOPE YOU CANNOT TAKE HIM TO THE DINER THAT IS BRIANS PLACE! Why does he walks so fucking weird? Hopefully it leaves you single, Justin! And back with Brian! OH COME ON ETHAN! I EVEN GAVE YOU A PEN!’ ‘Oh shit so he’s the cop? BRIAN! WHAT IS GOING ON?!‘ ‘Jen!! I missed you baby! Where have you been my girl? Why haven’t I gotten any scenes with her and Brian? Imagine her being all i miss you BriBri…my dudes, you haven’t even been together for a month? Why are you buying a house?’ ‘BRIAN! why would he work with a homophobic cop? THAT LOOK *points to Brian after Deb tells about Ethan* is a look of a person who also wanted Ethan to sign the deal! Glad I’m not alone’

Mikey not being able to get off in the sperm bank is always hilarious.

Eeee I cannot wait to hear how he reacts to “there’s nothing noble about being poor” because YES Brian wants him to sign the deal.

And I am so excited for the Stockwell arc through your Brother’s eyes.

[floofeeeeee]

Ughhhanabahha Ik :((( I’m re reading the books and it is make me realize how much better it is when you don’t hate a character LMAOA

and I was thinking of some scenes with them that were cute (and still are this post hasn’t changed my mind) but it definitely makes you think that fitz wasn’t the only One at fault in there relationship THEY BOTH WERE. And this is one’s of Sophie’s flaws as a character and probably why a lot of the readers dislike fitz. We only see him in her pov. She has as lot of people put it rose colored glasses when it comes to fitz.

Now for the early books I don��t think it was as much of a problem one she was 12 Ik a lot of 12 years old who are like that about there crushes trust me but later on especially when they get together it’s a problem. Not only for the fact that she doesn’t truly know fitz but it plays into the fact that she doesn’t think she worthy of fitz,

I also think it’s interesting when we see fitz breaking that filter that Sophie has its always such a vulnerable moment, and it’s always when he’s angry, when there in stressful situations he always has the clam nature to him he trying to help everyone in his own way by not showing what he feels in that moment so everyone else doesn’t freak out, but when it’s a moment when his emotions Finley spill out its anger.

And like someone said I forgot who, it scares her because she’s not use that side of him she only use to the Prince Charming she had in her mind.

I just want them to hug it out PLEASEEEEEEE BE FRIENDS AGAIN PLEASE 🙏 🙏

Like Ik it’s probably too late. But I want Sophie to realize she never truly got to know fitz I want her to dig deep in that feeling and finally realize. I want her to take off the glasses and look at fitz to who he is. And I want them to become friends again. Probably best not to be in a relationship I mean maybe it could work out later. But if they fully look at each other and talk to the person inside not out maybe they can be friends again (please Shannon PLEASE) I also think they could be (congets con- cisnmanw whatever the name is for that telepathy thing.) again. not in a romantic relationship, just as friends and it wouldn’t put as much pressure n Sophie or fitz to know who her parents are. Maybe probably not I just miss them 😭

Sophie Foster only ever saw Fitz Vacker as his character archetype.

That's why I never liked Sophitz.

[coredrill]

pre-gridnzn movie thots!!! mostly just for my own organization lmao

okay so heads up SPOILERS for both series and maybe the movie itself depending. i’ll do general thoughts first then go into some more specific ones

general thoughts:

okay. so. the gist from the trailer that i get is that because the “multiverse” is getting all wonky, kaiju start appearing again. in this case the “multiverse” means the virtual world that encompasses both the ssss.gridman universe and the ssss.dynazenon universe, perhaps also the computer world with all the lines where alexis is from(? idr i haven’t finished rewatching gridman lmao) and also the real world where akane is from?

to combat the kaiju, the dnzn gang hops to the ssss.gridman universe (possibly w the help of knight and second? cause they clearly have that ability, to travel between parallel worlds, and i think that would make sense that they are watching over the gridman gang uwu. OR the neon genesis guys probably, there is a shot in the trailer where it looks like they break into yomogi’s house or smth lmao)

chise is probably gonna pilot dyna diver and GOOD FOR HER LMAO though i hope she gets to see goldburn again too; i love that she dyed her hair for him

koyomi’s gonna not show up for work due to multiverse crises and lose his fucking job lmao. poor guy

yomo and yume i don’t really have any predictions for. they’ll be in the movie ig. their whole deals were resolved pretty well in dnzn. it looks like yomogi has to sacrifice himself at some point? idk. i think he’s gonna fret a lil about gauma never telling him the third thing

i am interested to see what they do with yuuta, like the trailer seems to lean HARD into the “confess to rikka” thing but like. it’s the only bit of characterization the dude’s got LMAO ofc it’s gonna be a thing. but also it seems like he’s maybe weighing the pros and cons of combining w gridman again?? at least, w the kaiju all showing up, it looks like he realizes he can’t fight them without gridman and probably doesn’t wanna leave the dnzn crew all on their own. maybe after yomo sacrifices himself, yuuta also decides to “sacrifice” by combining w gridman? and maybe he looses his memories again for it? idk, but i’m interested to see YUUTA get an arc and hopefully a personality instead of just relying on his cute kitten ear hair for personality alkjfhdslkj. like it obviously worked in ssss.gridman but i wanna know YUUTA yknow? not vessel-for-gridman-yuuta

utsumi did not look happy that yuuta’s still the main character LMFAO. i think he and koyomi should get drinks together or smth

no clue what rikka’s gonna do since her arc was pretty akane-centric lmao. she says she’s 16 in the trailer, so i suppose about a year has passed for the gridman gang (not sure if it’s the same for the dnzn gang?) so i imagine it’s not gonna be a grief thing? also if it is i fear they lean wayyyy to close to repeating yume’s arc w her. idk! but i DO hope she meets knight and gets to have a moment that the kid she took in and fed and bathed and showed kindness to became a WHOLE HUMAN BEING WITH A HEART because of it!!!!!! WAHHHHHHHHH

on that note ANTIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE HIM!!!!!!! i’m rly excited for my way to play and for the gridman gang to see him all grown up from their weird feral adopted cat to their overprotective uncle. i will sob maybe

on that note this is unrelated but i have been reading transcripts of the audio dramas and the fact that calibur takes in stray cats is SO FUNNY TO ME considering how he basically took in confused-kitten-yuuta and feral-cat-anti LMAO

music!!! this is gonna RULE the soundtrack drops SO SOON and i can’t wait to LISTEN also i still have my hopes set on a union/imperfect mashup. PLEASEEEEEEE

ADDED THURS 3/23 i think it’s downright hilarious that like half the promo for this movie has been like. yuuta: “i need to confess to rikka 🥺👉👈” rikka: *🧍* yomogi: *actively having the biggest crisis of his life* yume: “WOOHOO YEAH I LOVE BEIN A SUPER ROBO PILOT!”

it’s nice to see yume being her silly self now that she’s been able to move on tho :] she really deserves the world

prediction: rikka: “oh wow i can’t believe that kaiju kid is our homeless uncle now” koyomi: “i think he’s like my second favorite homeless uncle” yomogi: “he’s my third” and then koyomi throws a fit LMAO

based on the japantimes review:

okay so i already threw my hat in the GAUMA RETURNING RING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY FUCK GAUMA MIGHT BE COMING BACK!!!!!!!!!! genuinely i’m so excited for this he’s my absolute favorite i love him so much!!!!!!!!!!! like i could see it being some of the other eugenecists too if the rest of the dnzn crew want to use instance domination to get the kaiju under control but like WHAT IF ITS GAUMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also with the universe collapsing fuckery i could absolutely see them pulling in another universe’s gauma OR gauma from the past and yomo asking him about the third thing. however if this is the case i will cry bc gauma loves his dyna pals so so so much and seeing him not recognize them . listen ...............

let him eat crabs (said through sniffling)

also the live action bits. i feel like that might just be toku? like when the review mentioned nge i was like “oh live action like eoe used” but tbh i think they might just be having a live action tokusatsu battle?? or like phasing in and out of one as the multiverse collapses??? they did make that gridman suit lmao, maybe just for promo but. much to think about

oh OR my other guess here is that it’s akane but like. i’ll talk abt that more in the next section lmaoooooooooooooooo

based on the ““““leaks””””:

LOL. LMAO. these aren’t real but i wanna talk about them anyway

okay to be fair they MAY be real but the thing that makes me think they aren’t is akane returning?? like. if nothing else i do trust trigger with knowing when a story should end and akane’s story has ended. HOWEVER i don’t trust the fuckers at tsuburaya cause idk them but i feel like akane’s the ssss-anime franchise’s most popular character and they wanna milk her presence for all its worth lmao. (she’s def the most popular for eng speakers that i’ve seen; idk if it’s the same in japan. also apparently this is trigger’s biggest property in japan??? which makes sense cause it’s a franchise and they’ve made two installments for it but like. idk i was surprised!!! anyways lmao)

and idk i think akane returning COULD be handled well but like. only if everyone else goes to her yknow? she has moved on from her escapism, but if the gridnzn crew fall into the Real World and rikka’s like “oh shit let’s get akane to help!” i could see that working fairly well. and then she says goodbye to them all again but she’s in a better place w it this time around :) could also lead to some tension too

but like. “galaxy gridman is an enhanced form created by akane in the real world” what

also they refer to the dnzn world as the “real world?” so is the dnzn world just the real world but animated? i am so confused LMAO, is this bc gauma’s the og gridman mummy? is gauma & the eugenecists from the real world but went to the dnzn world when they time jumped?

characters from the og gridman show showing up seems like it’d be confusing more than anything else tbh, but it would fit the “extra cameos” mentioned in the japantimes review as well as if they show up in live action............

“yuuta unites w gridman and sets out to save other worlds, rikka waits for him and they meet again as adults” what is this drling in the frnxx-ass shit..............

however the teasing of the next installment called THE KNIGHT and it being about ANTI........................okay!!!! okay!

on the whole i hope this is all fake (and the akane return REALLY tips me off that they ARE, alongside the fact that there is like two plot points mentioned and then literally a million things abt the ending?) but like. we’ll see i suppose LMAO

HOWEVER ANTI SPINOFF!!!!!!!!!!! I’LL TAKE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!

anyways i may update this up to when the movie actually comes out and HOPEFULLY someone posts full spoilers online cause i wanna know!!! and who knows when it’ll come out in the states LMAO. this summer i hopeeeee i’m so excited to see it ugh. the fact that the lagann-hen animators are all coming back for it AHHHHHHHHHHH!

[heliads]

29 and 33 with Newt from TMR pleaseeeeeee

newt my boy my beloved

masterlist

It is common knowledge that the Track-Hoes are all incredibly close. You have to be, at any rate, spend enough time slaving over the same pitiful plants and wilting tomatoes day in and day out and you’d bond with just about anyone. 

It makes sense, that’s all you’re saying. You’d trust any of them without hesitation, and that’s even without the stress of being trapped in a massive stone maze that connects you to all of the other Gladers. The Track-Hoes are your favorite people, and that’s that. 

There is one amongst your gardening numbers that you like more than all the others, however. He grew on you slowly, day by day until you realized you weren’t looking at him as a good friend but as something else, someone that you love more than anything. 

There are many reasons why you could have fallen for Newt. He’s kind, obviously, far more than any of the others. He makes you feel not just wanted but needed, a crucial part of any inner circle. Any good characteristic that could be named aloud is attributed to Newt on a daily basis. 

Then again, you never needed a reason to love Newt, you just do. He smiles at you and you’re smitten, laughs with you over your favorite inside jokes and you’re lovesick. There is simply nothing you can do about it, nothing but sit there, pine, and wish he felt even half as strongly about you.

That’s the problem, after all. The Track-Hoes are family, and that means Newt never seems to see you as anything other than a best friend, a sister, someone he can count on and never love in that way. Even if you spent the rest of your life in the Glade, Newt would never change his mind on that front. 

In the end, that’s that. You’ve had your time to mourn this news, to grieve over the fact that the boy you love will never love you back. It’s certainly kept you up at nights, as visions as what could have been played over and over in your head. Newt could have been everything you ever needed, and he never will be.

Not in that way, at least. What you have now is good, and it’s worthwhile to appreciate it. Doesn’t mean you don’t wish there was more, but at least you have his friendship. It’s not worth ruining the easy bond to tell Newt how you feel, especially because he’d just turn you down politely and that would be the end of everything.

That isn’t the only opinion on the matter, however. You thought you were being perfectly discreet with your feelings, keeping them only to yourself so no one could suspect, but it turns out the excellent camaraderie between the Track-Hoes means that some of them are a little better at guessing your thoughts than you’d like.

Basically, you don’t know how Zart found out that you like Newt, but there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it now. It feels like not a day goes by that the Keeper isn’t teasing you about your crush, begging you to tell Newt so both of you can be put out of your misery, and otherwise being a nuisance. Zart is convinced that Newt likes you back, which is so wrong you can hardly even bear to think about it.

He’s grinning at you now, blond irritation, because he keeps putting you and Newt together in garden plots in the hopes that one of you will cave due to proximity and just spill your guts. That’s what Zart told you, at least, when he imbibed a little too much of Gally’s special brew and felt his tongue was loose enough to let you into his grand schemes.

Despite Zart’s planning, it’s a lost cause. You and Newt have been working steadily all morning, transplanting tomatoes from a shadowy spot in the gardens to somewhere they should get a little more sun. Frypan’s been complaining that his sauces aren’t nearly as flavorful as they could be due to wilting supplies. You’re desperate for the cook’s good mood so his food doesn’t reflect his attitude, and so you’re indulging him on this point.

When the day’s work is over, you peel off your work gloves with a grimace. Being a Track-Hoe isn’t easy, anyone can see that, but you feel it especially once your hours are through. Your bones ache, your muscles are cramped, and every plague known to mankind is tormenting your spine and shoulders.

You stop by the showers on your way to dinner, reveling in the chance to actually get clean for once. You don’t know that all of the dirt will ever truly leave that groove between your fingers and fingernails, but you give it your best shot anyway. 

It’s a bit chilly when you step out of the water, what with dusk quickly rushing over the Glade, so you grab a nearby jacket and pull it over your shoulders as you walk. You’ve lost track of how many times the Track-Hoes have borrowed or stolen each other’s clothes during the months you’ve spent here, so this latest acquisition is nothing new.

Or, you thought it was nothing new until you head over to dinner. Frypan’s running a little late, so most of your friends are hanging around and talking until the food is ready. You walk over to some of the other Track-Hoes, ready to engage in a discussion of everyone’s favorite complaints on hot sun and tough roots and whatnot.

You’re greeted instead by the sight of one rather shell shocked Track-Hoe. Newt is standing on the outskirts of the group, talking to a Runner who’s just jogged over from the Doors. He turns absentmindedly to greet you when you approach, but his casual wave is interrupted by some wave of unnameable emotions that crests over him the second Newt’s eyes lock on you. He seems utterly shaken, unable to form a single concise syllable. Strange.

Before you’re able to read too much into the affair, Zart bounds over you, grinning ear to ear. 

“What did I tell you?” He says proudly, “you’ve got a chance, you shank.”

You stare at him in confusion. “What are you talking about?”

Zart swats you on the shoulder. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. Your crush is head over heels, I promise.”

You laugh bitterly. “Yeah, I bet, Zart. Do me a favor, try to wake up from your dreams every now and then.”

Zart, however, refuses to be swayed by this. “Hey, I’m right this time. You can say what you want about how you look or what you think other people feel about you, but Newt’s jaw literally dropped when he saw you, so clearly something is working.”

You snort. “That’s insane. He would never–”

Zart interrupts, jerking his chin back towards Newt. “You sure? Look for yourself if you don’t believe me.”

You follow his line of sight to where Newt still stands looking at you. Minho’s still talking to him, but you don’t think Newt is hearing a word of it.

“Maybe you’re right,” you whisper.

“Yeah, maybe I am,” Zart replies, “Go talk to him, will you? This is your chance.”

He pushes you in Newt’s direction before you can react, and then you’re walking towards the blond boy without a single plan or idea of what to do. Newt seems just as unprepared as you are, and the two of you end up staring at each other for a solid second or two before he manages to choke out a question in a faded voice:

“Is that my jacket?”

Newt is so totally screwed. He’s known this for a while, obviously, but he really had been thinking that he could have hidden it some time longer. Clearly things won’t be going his way ever again, at least judging by today.

Newt was meant to be hiding his crush. It’s not like it would ever work out, anyway; everyone knows that the Track-Hoes are a family, Y/N’s supposed to be his best friend, not someone he could ever love or hope to love. That didn’t stop him from trying. Some days it feels like it never will. He makes the rules, as second in command, he makes them so he can break them or at least wish he had the courage to try. Newt’s lost a lot of his courage in the days since– well, nobody talks about that anymore, and so he won’t either.

For now, it means that Newt fell in love when he wasn’t supposed to, and now he’s forced to play around in some sort of strange lockstep in which he pretends that he isn’t crushing so hard on his best friend that he could die, and everyone else doesn’t see a thing. 

Minho has been seeing many things, of course, the other boy won’t stop teasing Newt about it for a second, but no one else seems remotely aware of the concept of Newt loving anyone more than the typical familial love of the Track-Hoes. Maybe that’s good, or maybe it’s terrible to spend so much time amongst these friends and still have only one see straight through you.

Regardless, he’s well and truly in for it now. Newt was minding his own business tonight, trying to pretend that flinging himself into his daily tasks in the Glade could one day distract him from the inevitability of spending the rest of his life within these stone walls, loving someone who’d never have him, when he saw Y/N. 

Specifically, he saw Y/N wearing his jacket. It’s funny how such a small occurrence should have such a devastating effect on him. It’s just a few yards of fabric, some garment that showed up once in the Box, was claimed by him, and has subsequently grown to represent Newt’s entire being in the way that only a handful of failing stitches truly can.

Now, the illustrious garment is draped across Y/N’s shoulders. It seems like a promise, in a way, a tantalizing promise of what he could have had if the stars chose to align. This could have happened all the time, you know. Y/N could have been one with Newt in every conceivable way, one ending where the other begins right down to something as simple as a shared jacket.

He’s definitely thinking too much into it, because when Y/N goes from chatting with Zart to walking his way, the only thing Newt is able to say to them when they stand in front of him at last is one simple question:

“Is that my jacket?”

Instantly, he despises himself for bringing it up. It’s a silly question, and now Y/N’s glancing at the sleeves and pockets and realizing that yes, it is his, and yes, Y/N hadn’t done that intentionally. They start to pull the jacket off but Newt, fuelled by a sudden and irresistible panic, flings out a hand to stop them.

“Wait, wait. It’s fine. It– suits you, I think.” He manages.

Y/N smiles, keeps the jacket on. “You sure you don’t mind me stealing your clothes? It wasn’t intentional, I swear.”

Newt finds it in himself to laugh. “Yeah, I’m sure. We all trade clothes around here enough that it doesn’t matter, anyway.”

Y/N grins at that. “Tell me about it. I’ve been missing a hat for weeks. It could be halfway across the Glade by now. Still, if you want it back–”

Newt shakes his head. “It’s yours.”

Easy as that. Y/N smiles at him, and Newt’s struck by the delight of it all, in knowing that he’s made them happy.

Unconsciously, Y/N wraps the jacket a little closer around themselves. “Thanks, Newt. Really. You’ve always been so nice. I don’t know how you do it.”

“It’s not hard to be nice around you,” he smiles.

Y/N’s gaze flashes to him, and for the briefest moment, Newt allows himself a spark of hope that they might harbor feelings even half as strong as his. “I could say the same thing about you,” they breathe.

Something on the periphery of Newt’s vision catches his attention; Minho left his side when he saw Y/N coming and is now standing with Zart. The Runner gives Newt an encouraging thumbs up and Newt tries to fight the urge to throw something at him.

Then again, maybe the other boy isn’t entirely wrong. Newt straightens up and tries to prepare himself as best he can.

“I was thinking,” he begins, “I know we’ve been good friends and all, but don’t you ever wish there was something more? That we could be something more?”

Y/N’s eyes are shining, Newt doesn’t know that he’s ever seen a better sight. “I do,” they reply, and that’s all Newt needs to finish his thought.

“I like you,” he says simply, “I like you a lot. More than I should. More than I know how to handle. If there’s any chance that you might feel the same, I don’t think I’d ever be happier.”

Y/N beams at him. “I like you too, Newt. I haven’t told you all this time because I was scared of ruining the friendship, but I like you. Always will.”

Just like that, Newt’s day is made.

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[sehnsuchts-trunken]

Dearest Mary,

may I please request something where Riven and reader [girlfriend/fiancée/wife] are themselves with neck kisses and annoy Sky [maybe reader's brother] and the others?

absolutely!!

drunk riven and drunk reader. and drunk sky and drunk bloom.

You held the bottle of liquor high in one hand as you sat down in Riven's lap, facing him, resting your forehead against his shoulder. Admittedly, you were drunk as hell. And the world was starting to spin. And the fact that Riven was sitting in this damned corner, just talking to Sky instead of being on the dancefloor, with you, his fiancé, was annoying the crap out of you.

"Riv", you muttered, lazily pressing a kiss to his shoulder. "Riv, you're a fucking bore."

"You're wasted", he said, putting an arm around your back to hold you in place (probably to not have you slip down and crash to the ground, not trusting you to hold yourself up anymore).

You moved, slowly working your way up to his jaw while you talked.

"Yeah, and you're not. That's my problem."

He groaned softly when you suddenly bit down on his skin, tilting his head just a little to give you more room. You grinned.

"Have never wanted to witness that, still don't want to witness that", Sky said, and despite yourself you turned around to glare at him. And perhaps take a swig from your bottle.

"Bogger off", you huffed, sticking your tongue out at him.

Drunk Sky was always an experience. Which you'd had. Too often. Really. The first time you'd drunk had also been the first time he'd drunk. And you'd regularly gone to parties together after that. For the entirety of your teenage years, from the very first Alfea get-together to the last post-graduate one.

He only rolled his eyes and hid his nose in Bloom's hair, who sat - asleep - in between his legs, her head resting against his chest.

You turned back around and crossed your arms behind Riven's neck, grinning at him, almost having forgotten about your short conversation with Sky again.

"So?", you asked, leaning forward to give him a quick peck on the lips. "Dance with me? Pleaseeeeeee?"

He laughed.

"Anything for you."

[mountswhore]

Your baby girl mocking Mason and calling him Mase instead of Daddy and its just cute and funny pleaseeeeeee. Love ur blog 😘 xxxxxxxx

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐞 — mason mount

summary: after hearing you call Mason 'Mase' for so long, Callie had picked it up.

notes: requests are closed, but my asks are open! i decided to make this a tiny little blurb, so don't expect a lot lmao

“Cal, go get mummy,” Mason spoke to your four-year old daughter, jumping onto the bathroom counter. He’d taken Callie out today, to enjoy some time with her whilst he wasn’t working, taking her to see the ducks and get some ice cream. And he’d gotten home, ready to take her for a much needed bath. Until he’d spotten the large, eight-legged monster sitting by the plug hole. For him, he’d be able to sleep like a baby knowing a spider was missing it’s legs and was far away from your home, but you couldn’t. You’d always scoop it up and let it outside.

Callie had slid down the stairs, running to the kitchen, where you were making dinner for the three of you. You smiled at the sight of your daughter, who began pulling you with her upstairs. “Mase is scared.” You heard, but you weren’t entirely sure you’d heard correctly. There was no way Callie had called her father ‘Mase’. You shrugged it off and followed her upstairs, seeing Mason cradling himself on the counter as he watched the spider crawl around the tub.

“Get it out of my house.” Mason demanded, holding his hand out to Callie, pulling her away from the bathtub and keeping her close to him. You rolled your eyes at your childish husband, letting the spider crawl onto your hand and walking it downstairs. You had no fear of spiders, they were harmless little things. Mason was retching thinking about them, and yet could hold a python.

Bathtime was back on schedule, and you had continued making dinner, serving it up just as the pair had walked back downstairs. This time Callie was sitting on his shoulders, earning a laugh from you as you gazed up at her. “Mummy look, I’m taller than you. See?” You nodded and patted her seat at the table, tucking her in before sitting opposite Mason.

“How’s dinner, you two?” You questioned, noticing Mason was almost finished with his and Callie was almost inhaling it. These two were carbon copies of each other. You took their silence as a compliment and continued to eat your food, exhausted from your day of work. Mason was home for a week or two, meaning he had all the time in the world to spend with his daughter and you.

With dinner now finished and the dishwasher on, the three of you were on your way to bed after a busy day. Whilst Mason watched over Callie as she brushed her teeth, you’d gotten her room ready. Nightlight on, curtains closed, her favourite teddy beside her pillow. She climbed into bed, tucking herself in, and waited for her goodnight kiss. Mason kissed her cheek, scruffing her hair up, and watched as you smoothed her hair back down whilst you kissed her cheek.

“Night, Cal.” You hummed quietly, turning round to leave the room. Mason followed slowly, not wanting to take his eyes away from his angel. But he wanted her asleep as quickly as possible, so the pair of you could spend some time together.

“Night mummy,” she called back, both of you stopping at her bedroom door and turning around, “night Mase.” She finished, closing her eyes and squeezing her arms tightly around her teddy. There it was again, she’d confirmed your suspicions from earlier. She was calling Mason ‘Mase’. You both shared a look, Mason on the brink of laughter.

“Excuse me, little one,” Mason mentioned, approaching her and tickling her chest. The young girl curled up and laughed, the fake sleeping now finished. “It’s daddy to you, where have you gotten ‘Mase’ from?” He asked, sitting beside her in bed. She just stared up at her daddy, then looked at you. Without saying a word, Mason had figured it out. “Go to sleep, trouble.”

Mason left her room once again and was chuckling as he got himself into bed. You’d joined him, feeling his arms wrap around you like they always did. Even with the light out, you could see him still dying of laughter.

“What is so funny, Mase?” You wondered, propping yourself up with your elbows and giving him a strange look.

“She’s getting Mase from you, idiot,” Mason pointed out, you mentally facepalming. You didn’t call Mason anything else, even in public, it had always been Mase. It was very rare you called him by his proper name. You laid your head on your husband’s chest, feeling his hands drag up and down your exposed skin.

“Would you prefer me to call you daddy, so she addresses you properly?” You asked, already knowing what’s running through his mind.

“That wouldn’t be so bad.” He mumbled into your hair, hands dropping lower and lower down your back. You swatted him away, giggling to yourself at your childish husband.

[tanchyjuj]

The Adventures of a Teenager that Somehow got Hired at One of the World's Biggest Franchises, Fazbear's Entertainment Pizzaplex

PART 2

THIS IS ALL PLATONIC

(lmao didn't think I would continue this, reader's personality can change sometimes so be aware of that 👍👍, ALSO LANGUAGE WARNING 👍👍)

This is all for fun, if you think it's cringe, good because it is cringe.

Let's Play a Game...-

"A game?" You said out loud.

Now you were thinking, do you really act like a damn child?

HMMMM, nawwwwwwww

"Yes yes, child, a game." Moon's legs wrapped around the rope attached to his back, slowly ascending and disappearing into the darkness above.

However, his voice echoed around the daycare.

"Let's play a game of hide and seek."

You frowned, a bit disappointed. You haven't played that game in a very long time. Well, because you suck at hiding and finding good hiding spots that wasn't a closet. But, why not have a little bit of fun? You're job is to look after and work with these daycare attendants, so you guess that this is one of the tasks with that.

"Okay sure!" You shouted back into nothing. "Do I get to find you!? Or do I hide?"

Your only response was eerie counting from Moon

"20....19....18...17.."

You giggle, feeling the adrenaline and that nervous gut feeling in your stomach.

"CAN I GO OUT OF THE DAYCARE???"

"Sixtee- I- Yes of course."

"YAYYY THANK YOU!!"

You immediately run towards the exit, almost tripping and landing on your face before getting out.

...

Damn, where the hell are you.

You ventured too far, too far from where you have started. Management has not said anything about this place to you, not even a word about it. Your first day of the job, and now you're getting life time trauma.

You weren't supposed to be here.

Now, you were staring at someone, no, something, in the eyes. Unmoving. If you look away, you're dead. You are dead.

They look like skeletons, could it be the endoskeletons that you've researched about in that one group project? Yes, it could. But it isn't the time to get distracted.

You needed a way out of there. And fast.

You calculated the route, if you just slowly moonwalked- no, slide beside them, without touching and without looking away, you can run like how you ran in that one middle school sports event you've dreaded. But the problem is, there are more of them up the stairs, either way, a low chance of survival.

.... Hmmm...

You booked it.

You cursed under your breath, hearing the rusty metals hit the floor behind you, getting louder and louder every second.

Your memory failed you, this time useful, when you get to the stairs, none of those endoskeletons were there.

"HAHA! SCREW YOU MOTHERFUCKERS! AND THEY SAY I WOULDN'T SURVIVE A HORROR MOVI-" You trip on an old studio light, falling on your knees.

Shit.

You turn back to at least catch them before they touch you, then you heard a clang, and some static.

It was Moon! Destroying the endoskeletons. Your saviour!

"MOON!" You got up to hug Moon when he was finished destroying the endoskeletons. "MY SAVIOUR AND BESTIE!"

"We just met-"

"And you saved my life and you're my workmate! Besties!"

Moon groaned, but still, it was a bit new and nice to finally meet someone that didn't screamed profanities at him when they see him. He patted on your head and chuckled robotically.

"It is your first day of the job, and you decided to go to an area that is restricted and closed off?" Moon suddenly said. You opened your eyes and you felt your heart drop. "That could get you fired, did you know that?"

You let go of Moon and put your hands together.

"IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRYYYYY!!!" You pleaded. "Don't get me fired and don't tell management pleaseeeeeee!!! It won't happen again and I'll definitely read the signs next time!!! I also won't tell on you destroying those things and I'll act like I've never seen those things!!! Please please please, Moon!!!"

...

"Fine."

"YAYYYYYYYY"

"We should go back, you around 1 hour until your shift ends, you can take a nap there."

"But I'm not tired though."

"Take a nap or I'll snitch."

"OKAY OKAY."

AND THATS THE END OF THAT PART, JUST TELL ME IF YOU WANT MORE AND ILL PROBABLY DO IT LMAO 👍👍

You can also asks for random ass headcanons with type of Y/N, or idk ,👍👍