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[buddieroommates]

9-1-1 as The Onion Headlines - s8b edition (Part 4) (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3)

[inwhichitumbl]

The 911 instagram account right now though.

FREDDIE FAKEMAN LIVES

[chocokeyboard]

My ass just read kirby ligth novel where meta figths galacta and i have two moods

1. THAT SOO FUN AND GREAT!!!!

2. meta knight......meta knight my sweet child...

[sophsun1]

when you're a uk based gifmaker knowing you're gonna wake up to your american hyperfixation being completely giffed overnight whilst you sleep 😴

[gerrik1llman]

succession really is at its meatiest whenever they go on their little quests and journeys and that little piano tune plays as they all get in cars or out of cars or into planes or driving through magnificent landscapes always looking miserable and bored i always get so excited because it’s like ooh what awful things will these terrible people get up to this time?

[dachafiend]

A friend recommended the film Belfast (2021), and I know the dance scene at the end is deeply het cinematic glory- but I need a butch woman to be the equivalent of Jamie Dornan. queer replicate this. someone. I am begging. respectfully.

(also, are my fellow gays aware of Caitríona Balfe? jesus christ.)

[sweetheartsaku]

(BLLK) LOVE BELT.

𝜗𝜚 BLUE LOCK VARIOUS: MYOSOTIS (FORGET ME NOT).

a/n: [fem!reader] AHHHHH FIRST BLLK POST!!!!! LASTEST FIXTATION!!!! hopefully not too ooc huhu, hope pt1-ers find pt2~

— characters: isagi, kunigami, nagi, reo

part two ! ♡ chigiri, rin, bachira

isagi yoichi ; love belt - jonghyun, yunha

ties your shoes for you!!!!! doesn't care if it holds back the group or how long it makes them stop for. double knot, never too tight (the occasional times my guy friends tie my laces i swear i lose circulation in my feet 😔).

embodiment of a beabadoobee song! hes such a sweetheart (apart from on the field) n' kisses you lightly on the corner of your lips or on your eyelid, holds you a little higher than your hip and hugs you with his arms supporting your back from beneath.

your mama loves him more than you do, i fear (ᵕ—ᴗ—) bro fr pulled up to your house with a rose for your mama and a mug for your dad, because who is he to pull up to his girlfriend's house without gifts for your parents? (with intentions of getting to know what they're like so the wedding goes smooth) how can you expect your mama not to fall for him after he offers to help wash the dishes?

learns all the little things you like, has a note on his phone with your fruit tea and coffee order. knows what type of materials you like, especially to the girls who have sensory issues 🫡. he always has you in mind, buying hoodies and shirts that not only he likes, but you like

in conclusion, spectacular gimme 14 more of em'

kunigami rensuke ; no. 1 party anthem - arctic monkeys

ALWAYS THE FIRST TO INITIATE. always plans dates first. has anniversary ideas months prior. he has your order memorized and makes sure the date won't ruin your latest set of nails.

holds your leg when you bounce it ! very worried when you do. always looks around for a little. is it cold? are there weird guys?

he's so boyfriend i just wanna kiss him, tells you to wear whatever you want because he can fight (#needthat)! kunigami one of the most boyfriend in the show pre wildcard! ദ്ദി(•̀ ᴗ - ) ☆

do you guys know that trend when there's a girl then her boyfriend comes in and swoops her away (or is it just me HELP hopefully i don't sound crazy)?? but he does it so effortlessly omg. didn’t spend that long in the gym for nothing

mornings are the hardest because his diligence and discipline for the gym are out of the roof. but he’s not completely heartless! kunigami feels really bad as you sleep uncomfortably without him, tossing and turning just missing the grasp that once held you. worst bit is when you wake up the same time as him, but you’re a lot sleepier, resulting in you weakly catching his wrist. breaks his heart whenever he has to go and presses a chaste kiss to your temple >3<

holds your waist on public transport. smells like axe body spray /hj

nagi seishirou ; no one noticed - the marías

BLANKET HOG!!!!!! unfortunately, you're always cold because sometimes you can find yourself freezing your toes off in the middle of the night because this little sloth feeds off warmth. if not wrapping the entire blanket around himself, is practically on top of you with his nose nestled in the crook of your neck and his lips basically on your collarbone as you run your hands through white locks (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

fiddles with the hem of your shirt or loose drawstrings on your pants. his hand in the pocket nearest to your butt, fidgets with your rings and knows which ones go on which finger by heart.

very very very immersed when you paint your nails or get them done. but nagi takes a good 5 minutes to stare at them (especially if there's charms on them) and a girl would be confused. but in reality, he just really likes them (but, he'd prefer if they'd run through his hair instead).

doesn't get the stuff on tall shelves on purpose SUPER SENIOR ALERT WEE WOO WEEWOO!!!!!!! either because its "too much of a hassle" or because he wants to get a reaction out of you (cruel)

falls asleep in movies sooo quickly its adorable. 30 minutes into the movie his head is on your shoulder. scared, due to his tall nature that he'd get neck pain when he wakes up, you have to gently pat him awake (੭˃ᴗ˂)੭ and he'll ask you to carry him (???)

reo mikage ; love maze - BTS

zip up your jackets, wraps your scarves. holds your hands when your cold and rubs them with his!!!!

reo's favourite place to kiss you is your hand. craves the intimacy of it all. as his princess what the hell are you doing without a kiss to your hand before every door you open? (you don't remember the last time you opened a door before you started dating reo)

apart from the soccer club, most likely plays in a band as well. occasional school-related gigs here and there and a few enjoyable get-togethers with his friends to just play whatever. watch his performances! (SOOO cheesy!!!! says "this is for you, [name]" before he starts his pasilyo cover.)

cooks' breakfast on hard weeks. when everything seems to be falling apart, your boyfriend will always be there to help you pick up the pieces, even if it's just the little things. when you're sick GYATT DAHH will you be feeling better in days!!!!! he'll keep distance but won't hesitate to move a strand of hair from your mouth as he spoon feeds you or place the back of his hand on your forehead. but also, doesn't mind being sick if it meant you were ok.

promise rings promise rings promise rings. did i mention promise rings? its either the crazy big, expensive diamond or a simple one in silver that has his initial on the inside <33

[oldmenthusiast]

mdni 18+ content

old!logan howlett x fem younger reader

warnings ★ large age gap — reader is 20+ — fingering — use of ‘kid’ from logan — smut — he likes being called mister howlett yes he does

note ★ it's 3am and I'm ovulating, im sorry 4 mistakes I wrote this in a rush weewoo. this is low-key short so just enjoy

no sounds occupied the barn except your soft panting and the wet squelching that emitted from between your legs. logan held you closely as you sat on his lap, your back facing his chest. one of his hands was gripping your wrists together while his other hand disappeared beneath your white nightdress. “this is the last time. you can't come back after today.” you were familiar with that line of his. he had spoken it too many times and each time you'd ignore it as you appeared in his doorstep, asking for something. sugar, honey, salt. anything. logan had figured you out like an open book but he still opened that damn door to you, he still invited you in and he still guided you in his barn where he supposedly had more supplies. in reality he didn't even remember what you'd asked of him in the first place. your curious fingers lifted your dress up just to expose your bareness below the waist. you observed with needy eyes as logan’s three digits disappeared into your soppy cunt, coming out wetter than ever each time. you shifted a little in his lap when he picked up the pace and you threw your head back, your shaky fingers reaching to grip anything; but specifically his thighs. “please don't stop.” you pleaded out loud when he curled those fingers inside you, hitting your sweet spot. logan resumed fucking you with his fingers fast and deep, the tips of them slightly curled to assault that sensitive bulge of nerves within you. “mister howlett.” you panted softly and the formality scratched his brain in a damn good way. having you speak to him as if he wasn't making you a mess with his own fingers was the highlight of this. “let go. it's okay, sweetheart. I got you.” he whispered as his lips brushed against your ear. you purposely twisted your head to look at him and logan couldn't resist how close your lips were. you whined against his mouth as those fingers moved within you, twisting and thrusting, until your thighs were a trembling mess. a final brush of his calloused palm against your clit set everything off and your eyes rolled back. “that’s it.” he murmured through gritted teeth as you came hard, your entire body shaking on top of his own as your fingers clutched at his thighs with desperation. logan silenced your scream with a deep kiss which you happily returned despite the exhaustion settling in your bones. he released your wrists and stared at the space between your legs knowingly as you moved your free hands to logan’s wrist. he shuddered when you used your hands to shove his fingers deeper within you, as if they weren't already buried to the hilt. “a little more.” you pleaded against his lips and logan felt his heart beating in a certain way he wished to ignore. he remained like that, his bulge nestled against your bare ass beneath that dress, and his fingers unmoving inside you but keeping you full. you stayed like that until logan was regretfully helping you up and urging you away. it wouldn't be right for you to be seen with him, he'd remind you. “goodbye, mister howlett.” you so sweetly wished with that pretty smile and all logan could do was watch with strained trousers as you did your best to keep your dress modest.

he was the worst man. logan was certain of it as you appeared in his door step the next day and repeated another rehearsed sentence. “good morning, mister howlett. do you happen to have any honey left?” your eyes sparkled as they looked at him and logan weighed out his options of telling you to disappear or at least pushing you away nicely. “‘m sure I got more honey in the barn, kid.” i’m a weak man, logan thought as he ignored his mind again and entered the barn with you. when those large doors closed, he wondered if it'll ever stop.

[fictionismyreality3]

Sharing is Caring (18+)

Kinktober fic #1

Warnings: 🚨SMUT WEEWOO WEEWOO🚨

Notes: I’ve been so tired n busy lately this is all I could whip up, babes 🤷🏻‍♀️, also I would totally let them run a trai-

“C’mon, L.T. Let me ‘ave a turn with ‘er.” Soap pleaded.

The air in the room was thick, hot and heavy with the smell of your dripping pussy and the musk and sweat of the 4 men who were each pounding the brains out of your head.

When Simon had first suggested opening your relationship to other people, you were a little hesitant. Before Simon, most of your sexual experience had been mediocre quickies with guys in college, and you weren’t exactly eager to the idea of dealing with teaching another guy what you liked all over again.

But he had been so reassuring, coaxing you with enticing promises and a night of him making you explode all over his tongue. And that’s how you found yourself stuck between two muscled men, getting your holes stuffed while the others watched.

“That’s it, good girl.” Simon hissed lowly in your ear, his cock barreling into you.

Your mouth hung open, eyes half-lidded and glossy as you gazed back over your shoulder, your eyes catching on the wet, sticky sweetness coating his lower abs. You almost wanted to lick it.

Someone was grabbing your face, pulling your attention back over to the cock in front of you. “Open up, baby. Give me that mouth.” Gaz groaning was all the warning you got before his dick was pushed past your lips, your cheeks hollowing automatically as you gagged around his length.

Soft, squelching sounds were coming from beside you, making you vaguely aware of the more boisterous man Simon introduced you to. Trying to look over, you caught a glimpse of him fucking into his own hand before your head was force back straight.

“Dumb fuckin’ baby, keep your eyes on me.” Heat surged through your belly, Gaz pressing his hips forward as your nose met his pubic bone. “Oh, fuck, pretty g-girl-” Your throat and pussy clenched at the same time, Simon’s hips stuttering slightly, his cock dragging out of you and teasing that delicious spot inside you. One hand was reaching down, rubbing your clit, and you locked eyes with Price.

“Look at you.” He crooned, rubbing his cock on your soft, plush thigh. “Fucking wrecked, aren’t ya?” You nodded, groaning around Gaz’s cock.

The bed creaked under the 5 of you, Soap coming to bully Gaz out of the way, replacing the Brit’s cock with his own. The girth of him was a sudden change from how long Gaz had been, and you choked, eyes tearing up as you hit weakly against his leg.

“Be fuckin’ gentle, Johnny.” Simon snarled possessively.

“Sorry, L.T, she’s so-” His cock hit the back of your throat. “She’s so fucking perfect.”

A large, calloused hand grabbed one of your own, and you mewled as Price wrapped your hand around his thick cock, enjoying the tortured groan he let out. You felt stupid for ever questioning Simon, remembering how tentatively you accepted the idea. But now?

Now, you could get used to this.

(Idk might continue might not, kinda meh)

[lemotmo]

Well...

This might be something. 🤔

It would make sense. We get an episode focused on Athena and the 118 mourning Bobby, so we'll see their reactions to losing one of their own.

But the show won't have to deal with the real consequences of someone actually dying on the 'show where no one ever dies'.

This way the season can end on a happy note and the WeeWoo show will remain the 'show where no one dies'.

But in the mean time the characters' lives have been thoroughly shaken up by Bobby's temporary death and they will have gotten a whole new perspective on life and how no one is really promised tomorrow. 😏

How interesting. 🙂‍↕️

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[lara-cairncross]

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[delight-angelsbliss]

Hi hi hi!!

My name is Nina/Weewoo,and I saw that your requests were open and I really like your style of writing,so don't mind if I do!!

Can I request some Metal Sonic x Eggman's child!reader (they're g/n if that's okay!) Headcanons?

Like what would Metal be like if he (somehow) fell inlove with Eggman's child? Maybe he was programmed with the thought of protecting them and that developped into love?? Maybe they could have a secret relationship? (Because,let's be honest here,Dr.Ivo Robotnik would probably NOT support this...)

And maybe what is Metal's reaction to Eggman finding out?? (Or maybe Eggman's reaction to them dating in secret,if you're willing??)

Anyways,enough yapping!! I hope you enjoy writing this prompt!!

Don't forget to eat,drink and take breaks!!

Stay proud,

-Nina <33

Precis: egg man's child x metal sonic

Warning: isolation

Notes: finally writing again!! Seeing tiktokers and youtubers say to treat your mom well but then go on to treat her like she's nothing and subtly make fun of them for not knowing a language of the country they're in makes every part of me seethe... Btw do u think eggmans child would be a human or hybrid?? These are a bit shorter seeing to my current situation

Metal sonic isn't one to easily fall in love... Or with his creators child. When metal first saw you, he saw you as someone to protect, not to love. The more metal was with you, the one sided conversations, the late nights. He was there for it all. Metal sonic felt indifferent to it all, he knew you had your bad days. He knew when you needed protection. Metal sonic was assigned to protect you on many occasions, yet it always felt weirdly intimate. The way you clung to him when danger was evident, your full trust, He thought it was so endearing... Endearing? He knew it was wrong, loving his creators child.

Metal sonic didn't know if he could ever confess to you (I mean). He didn't know if you would even like him back. When you did confess, he was ecstatic, even if he technically couldn't feel emotions. You told him to keep it a secret because of your father, knowing he would most likely lash out and turn him into scrap metal. Metal sonic knows how risky this is, but it didn't matter as long as he has someone he loves greatly, someone he will never let go. The first few weeks were the hardest, since you two were at a honeymoon phase, you were the most affectionate towards each other and there many close calls of your father finding you two cuddling, holding hands etc. When somebody questioned why he was with you so much; you simply answered that you were scared of a hostage situation, seeing as it was pretty common for you.

Metal sonic, unlike with anybody else, was gentle with you. You were still the one to protect, so he saw to it that he always was by your side. The one you both could confide in; orbot, was always there to cover for you two. Sadly, he would tell his co-worker/best friend; cubot, who's can't keep a secret. Orbot tried his best to make it work, shushing him, making lies beforehand etc. But sooner or later, cubot would plapper. For now, all you could do was continue your forbidden love with a robot. Love is love, your father has to understand that. Your love for metal sonic would never ever change, if he didn't understand that then surely you'd be better off in a place with more support.

The first time your dad found out, he decided to keep quiet. He started leaving you alone, isolating you from your boyfriend. Slowly, you were isolated from everyone. Every robot. Every person. Every mobian. He knew this was cruel, leaving his child all alone, but what could he do?! Who knows who you'll fall in love with next. Strict parents raise sneaky kids, as they say, in true rebellious fashion; you started sneaking out and sneaking metal sonic in. No matter how cruel your father would become, you'd be stronger.

[ribbit-ribbit-mfer]

The notes on the most annoying fandom post for the weewoo show are filling me with joy. Yall are just proving that we fucking deserve the title.

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

WEEWOO IM HERE FOR THE EVENT!! (also smth I noticed, you can't copy paste your moots @ from one post to another, bc they don't receive the notif;_; I checked my mentions for your @ and uh- nope)

ANYWAY "nights spent in" with Leona pls (or Ruggie or Kalim or Jack or Jamil 💀💀) I just want a lazy night with takeout and cuddles and looking at the city/town from the hotel or room balcony in peace but I also need this frigging degree-

Nights Spent In; Leona Kingscholar

Content; Fluff, so much fluff, gender-neutral reader, romance

Word Count; 650+

Author's Note; I came up with a whole meal for this and I want everything. All of the food mentioned is North Indian vegetarian food, except for Leona's. Best of luck with that degree, Soru!

As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

You were lounging on the sofa on the balcony, a light breeze coming off the waves helping cut most of the heat from the day as night slowly painted the sky in a deep navy. Honestly, you could fall asleep right here, since you were warm and very comfy. Count on the royal family of the Sunset Savannah to spare no expense, even when it came to their balcony furniture for the smallest of their vacation homes. 

Speaking of the Kingscholars, Leona had said that he was going out to grab you both dinner, which would have shocked anyone else, but he put in the work when it came to you. You were the exception. Of course, though, he expected something in return, which was usually either using you as his pillow or giving him a kiss… or several until he was satisfied with how fast he could make your heart flutter. Smug bastard…

“Hmm, I went through all the trouble of gettin’ you food and here you are nearly passed out,” he sighed, having sneaked up on you. But he sighed, putting the food down.

Leona leisurely walked over to you before promptly laying on top of you and resting his chin on your shoulder, trapping you. He let out a long sigh and bumped his head against yours.

Taking the message, you started scratching behind his ears and hummed. “I thought I had to pay you back after we ate,” you mused.

He chuffed, but his tail was slowly waving back and forth in a relaxed manner, he was only putting on a show. “You can pay me now and then,” he grumbled, looking up at you and raising a brow expectantly.

You knew that face, it was the face that he made when he wanted a kiss but didn’t want to say it. “You can get the rest of it, but after we eat-” your stomach made a low rumble underscoring your statement. “Before I decide to eat you instead,” you joked, and poked him in the ribs to prompt him to get off you.

Leona rolled his eyes, but yielded, he wanted his damn kisses sooner rather than later. Plus the last time he had decided to lay on you and prevent you from getting food, you had indeed bit him. Even though you didn’t really leave a mark, it still stung a bit, and he would rather not get teased by the others if they found out it had happened again.

“What did you get by the way,” you asked. Whatever it was smelled divine. Your stomach gurgled even louder, sounding more akin to some beast demanding food.

Leona chuckled a bit at the commotion, but brought the food out. “Went to a small place, family run and owned,” and he brought out several containers of food. He looked at his order, “Malai kofta, raita, paratha, mattar paneer-”

You saw one other container and raised a brow.

“Rogan josh,” he answered, swiping the container away from you.

You rolled your eyes at him, but you were more than happy at the food he had got, and knew that he left a hefty tip even though he would deny it. Not only had he made you, and your ravenous stomach’s, night, but also the restaurant owners’ as well. 

Now content and full of food, the both of you laid in bed, your legs intertwined. “Thanks for getting dinner,” you hummed, feeling the sleepiness from earlier returning.

Leona turned his head to you, and rubbed circles on your hip, slowly. He was wearing the same expectant look again. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” But there was no smugness, Leona was full and just as tired as you, so he was more like a tired kitty looking for some love.

You shuffled over and placed a gentle kiss to his lips, and he let out a tired sigh, pupils dilating into round saucers. “I love you,” you placed another kiss on his lips before placing one on his scar and lingering there.

He bumped his forehead to yours, closing his eyes. “Yeah, yeah, I know… I love you too.”

~~~~~~~

Tags; @eynnwwyjth, @inkybloom-luv, @savanaclaw1996, @twistwonderlanddevotee, @xxoomiii @leonistic

[beforeastorm]

the kids are not alright.

Ave Atque Vale, Bobby Nash. Your rowdy firehouse fandom children are in mourning </3.

First - just some appreciation for the amazing creators who are inviting us to join in their grief by sharing their works. I've read an embarrassing number of these over the past couple days and have cried during all of them. More info under the cut

Since 4/17, there've been 160 AO3 works posted with the major character death tag. This consists of over 15% of the MCD tagged works in the 9-1-1 fandom.

If we exclude multi-chaptered works with a last update in these past three days, those creators have written almost 260,000 words and their works have over 120,000 hits in just three days.

If we go back to the leaked funeral procession, we're talking 247 works in about three weeks. For comparison, after the first MCD tagged work was published in January 2019, the 247th work was posted in November of 2022 - almost four years later.

Here's basically the same chart, except the fics are broken down by day instead of month - it's a bit harder to read, but is striking:

(This is a split axis graph: - the blue line uses the left y axis counting in the hundreds; the orange bars use the right y axis - counting by tens). Notes:

This only includes works that are tagged as MCD - plenty of authors are using "creator chose not to use archive warning" tags, or, unfortunately, I've seen quite a few works that based on the summary clearly contain MCD but are not tagged as such. Please tag correctly! (and not for my weewoo data projects, but so that people have what they need to make an informed decision whether to read your work!)

Only unlocked works were counted. Data was gathered at 4:00 p.m. on 4/20/25 EDT