#I miss his ridiculous ass 😔

[thequantumranger]

Resident Evil 5 Gold Edition (2015) | Platform: PC

[cascade05]

DIY (Independent S/O Idea)

I see so many posts about Bakugo who takes care of his s/o and it’s cute and nice, but what if he was dating or married to someone who liked being alone and was used to taking care of themselves?

Warnings : Some language, unedited, also this is way longer than I thought it was gonna be, reader has a big-ass dog, ummmmmm... think that's it

☾ This is a little self-indulgent so bare with me ☽

So, before meeting Bakugo you lived alone. Maybe you had a dog or maybe you had a cat or a lizard, I dunno. Point is, you lived alone. And you liked it that way. You had grown up in a pretty full house without a moment of peace—which was fun and enjoyable sometimes—so, growing up, you knew you never wanted to live with another person EVER again. That also meant you wanted zero romantic relationships because no.

A romantic relationship involves two people who were willing to give to each other. Be it time, energy, or just a listening ear, they would give of themselves to their loved one all because they, well, loved them. You could give. You were very good at giving. Ever since you were a young, blubbering toddler, you gave things to others because it made you feel good to know they were happy. When you are older, you gave other tings—time, energy, money—you were very good at giving.

It was the taking part of the equation—the asking for help and support and love part—that you knew you'd struggle with. People said you could learn but you didn't want to. As a kid, you had spent your whole life giving, but people rarely gave things to you—toys, little gifts, sure. You got those things often enough, but the deeper things in life? The things that were a little harder to give? A listening ear? Empathy? Patience? Support? You didn't have a lot of that. So, you gave that to yourself the best you could because you were good at giving.

You were more independent than most and you were happy like that. You didn't want to learn how to take because you were more than content being by yourself, thinking by yourself, living for yourself... That sort of thing wouldn't be fair for your s/o and it wasn't like you wanted an intimate relationship so you remained single—a virgin in every physical sense of the word.

Then, he showed up. (Hehehehehehehehhehehehehe)

It was a normal evening for you. Nothing out of the ordinary was going on, you didn't feel weird, and your giant fluffy dog (self-indulgent, I know 😔) was lounging about at your feet while you worked. Normal. Your online business was going very well—yes, I'm talking entrepreneur kind of independent—and the ac was blowing the perfect temperature so things were normal—they were especially good, actually.

Then, he showed up.

Out of the blue, something crashed into your house—through your bedroom balcony, it sounded like. Your dog (Imma name him Biji (Short for Bijronson)—self-indulgent—but you can name him—or her—whatever, I guess...) Anyway, your dog shot up from his spot because of course he did, you did too. He trotted to the bedroom door—not a happy trot, but a cautious, purposeful one—and stood at it, watching whatever was going on.

You arrived next, eyes widening at the whole-ass man who fell into your apartment—into your life but you didn't know that yet. You knew who he was. Of course you knew who he was. The number two hero was a very noticeable man. He was large, a foot taller than you at least. His shoulder width was ridiculous and only enhanced by his small waste. Such a snatched thing. Truly a Doritos shape worthy of nacho cheese dreams. (Nacho cheese Doritos are mvp, don't fight me)

Then there was his stupidly handsome face. A scar ran down the right of it—from the edge of his hairline down to his upper neck. His light blond eyebrow was missing in the middle and his crimson eye was a little milky. He wasn't completely blind in it, but rumor said he would be soon. Most people said it wasn't a pretty sight but you always disagreed. Not only did it look badass, but it proved he went to hell and was strong enough to come back. Which was cool as fuck.

He was awesome—maybe a little bit of a jerk but you didn't need to like him as a person because you didn't know him a just a person. You knew him as Dynamight. As a hero, and he was a damn good hero. More often than not you would joke with your closest friends saying “If he's not Dynamight, I don't want it.“

“Dynamight is the bar.“

“He has to at least be six-foot Dynamight stature before I'll even think about it.“

Silly shit like that—all of which was just that. Silly. A joke. Never in a million years would you want to date Dynamight or any of the other pros you joked about. Your friends knew that. Everyone would share similar jokes before consoling their poor husbands or wives or boos or whatever because it was just a silly thing. You wouldn't even call what you had a celebrity crush. Dynamight and his companions were hot, attractive people. Simple as that. You appreciated the pictures, kay. And what they did for Japan, of fucking course.

We're getting off topic though. What was the topic again? Oh, right.

Dynamight was in your bedroom. On your bed. Your broken bed, might I add. All while you stood wide-eyed in your doorway, frozen as if you were the one who barged in on him. Then he slowly sat up, running a gloved hand through his sooty ash-blond spikes to rid it of glass. It pulled you out of your shocked state. It was then you realized Biji was barking and had been for awhile.

You moved to grab his collar just as the man stood up from his spot. You had been trying to sush your dog but those attempts came to a halt when you saw the condition the hero was in. Thankfully, it didn't seem life-threatening but, then again, you weren't a doctor and that shit looked like it hurted.

“Uh,“ you began, unsure of how to proceed.

The man looked around your room with what looked like disgust and you almost wanted to mouth off at him for the audacity before you realized he wasn't disgusted the dorky pictures of you and loved ones pasted on your dark walls. He looked confused. He turned around in your room a few times, eyeing the place and muttering confused curses. It was then you began to wonder how hard he had hit his pretty head.

You moved to straddle your strong dog who hadn't stopped barking completely but had calmed just a little. He was still on guard but you weren't scared—he sensed that.

“Hey, Mr—“ —were you supposed to say mr— “Dynamight?“

He looked at you. It was a sharp, unimpressed look and you wondered why until you saw his eyes dropped to your ramen pajama pants. The ones that said, “send noods.“ Not that they were embarrassing at all, you told yourself.

The man gave you and your barking companion a once over, gaze lingering on the large black and white dog you were effectively holding back. He looked tired, you noticed. Dynamight clicked his tongue before turning around and walking towards the sizable hole in your glass doors. “Wrong apartment,“ he mumbled and you gaped.

Ruining your beautiful and lovely bed because he was defending citizens from villains was one thing. You could let it pass cause he had a lot more shit to deal with than your glass-ridden floors and broken wall. His agency would cover the damages anyways.

Ruining your shit because he blasted his hot ass into the wrong apartment, however, was a whole other thing. Would he finance the repairs you needed to make? You hoped so but you didn't know, it wasn't during a fight, after all. No, he wasn't leaving until he promised his agency would take care of it. And until he recovered a little because he looked very unsteady on his feet.

“You're leaving?“ was your stupid, shocked question.

He scoffed. You narrowed your eyes at his broad back. Yes, you were enjoying the view and you would've enjoyed it a hell of a lot more if his torn shirt didn't show off his numerous gashes and cuts. Suddenly, you didn't feel like bitching to him about your apartment—you would make him pay for it, but later.

The crunching of glass caught your attention and you realized he really was leaving like that. “Hey, you're hurt,“ you said dumbly because you weren't really sure how to convince him to stay long enough for you to help.

“No shit,“ was his rude—but fair—response.

You huffed in annoyance. At least Biji's barking had stopped and he seemed calmer, albeit tense. Dynamight crashed into the wrong apartment, right? So he was aiming for an apartment in the complex, right? “You're apartment's in this building? Right?“

He said nothing but he didn't need to because you could see the gears in his head turning—could see the realization in his crimson eye. He knew what you were about to suggest but you said it anyway. “Just leave out the door—the actual door, not the one you DIYd,“ you said obviously, nodding to the broken glass.

He looked at said DIY door and grumbled something under his breath. Then he turned to face you. You rose a brow at his glare. It was his turn to nudge his head and he gestured it to your dog. “That flea-bag gonna let me through?“

“His name is Biji—“ “I don't give a fuck—“ “—and he might let you through, so long as you say please.“

The word please must've kickstarted an allergic reaction of some kind because Dynamight's face scrunched up like he swallowed piss. It was oddly adorable and you mentally nodded in satisfaction. If only he made such a face where cameras could catch and immortalize it.

“The hell is wrong with you? You think just cause I'm in your apartment you can order me around?!“

He was starting to raise his voice. Your hold tightened on Biji's collar as the dog began barking again. You took a deep breath in an effort to prevent your own anger from spilling out. “Yes,“ you damn near hissed, tugging Biji back because he was pulling.

Dynamight did not appreciate the answer but you didn't give him a second to bitch about it. “Might I remind you of how you barged in here out of nowhere. I'm not entirely calm and neither is he so, if you want him to be civil, say. Fucking. Please.“

“Be friendly,“ was really what you were telling him. He didn't look like he liked the idea, so you helped him out. “You ruined my door, broke my bed—which people don't get to do until after they take me out for dinner, by the way—“ —he scrunched his face again and you wanted to laugh— “and now I get to clean all that shit up. So, the least you could do is get your dirty ass over here to show Biji that you aren't as much of a threat as first impressions implied.“

A teenager getting his phone taken away—no, a kindergartner getting told to stand in the corner was what the giant hulking man ahead of you reminded you of. With more annoyance than you thought possible, Dynamight begrudgingly drug himself closer to you. He stopped a few feet away—stopping as soon as Biji became a little more frantic.

You gently caressed the dog's side, whispering and muttering calming words to him, promising him the giant man was a friend. Dynamight was allergic to that word too, but he sucked it up—as he should—and slowly removed one of his gloved before holding out the back of his hand to your dog.

Biji wanted to jump out of your hold but you held firm, slowly walking towards Dynamight who rose a brow. If it was in amusement, then you'd shove him out of the conveniently placed hole in your wall. Biji sniffed his hand eagerly. After a few moments, you felt his tail beat against your legs. A small smile spread on your face. “See?“ you cooed. “He's not so bad, is he?“

Biji was too busy sniffing the hero to respond—and he so would've responded otherwise. “Give the side of his neck a nice pat,“ you said softly. “It'll reaffirm you're friendly,“ was added when he glance at you in annoyance.

“Still think you can order me around,“ he scoffed, but much more softly then before.

“I do,“ you responded immediately, “so pet him.“

He hated it, you knew he did because why would a man like Dynamight like being bossed around by someone half his size? But the man gave Biji's long hair a gently pat anyway—not before wiping his hands on his pants, you noticed.

Both of you left the room after and you closed the door behind. “Unless you're scared of dogs, I'm gonna let him go.“

The man said nothing in objection—or anything at all—so you released the beast who ran up to Dynamight immediately. “He might jump so—“ and he was already up, paws on Dynamight's large chest and tail wagging eagerly.

“Biji, down,“ you ordered, gently tugging his collar when he went to jump again.

“Uh,“ you pointed down the hall, “door's that way.“

And off you both walked. No one said a word which gave you a moment to remember the hero's injuries. “I have first aid stuff, if you want it,“ you ended up mumbling because of course he would have his own medical supplies.

“Sure,“ he mumbled back, a rough but oddly civil sound that threw you off guard.

Maybe he was almost out? He probably had to patch himself up a lot. “I, uh, I'll go get it.“

And you did, entrusting Dynamight to Biji's care. You went to your bathroom and grabbed the first-aid kit in record time before returning to the entryway, just in time to see the Great Explosion God Dynamight petting your adorable Biji boy. You really wished you and phone right now because no one would believe you.

“Got it,“ you said softly, grinning when he pulled away with a scowl.

“Here you go, apartment buddy. Need anything else? Bottle of water? Painkillers? Anything?“

He didn't say yes or no. He just clicked his tongue before turning around to open your door. You rolled your eyes, following behind to make sure Biji didn't follow him out but also to make sure he got to the elevator fine. You knew he would—he probably dealt with much worse—but, just in case.

“Nice meeting you, love your work but don't make remodeling my apartment a habit.“

He didn't laugh which was his loss cause you were funny as hell. Dynamight gave you one last glance—a very judgy-looking glance before walking off. “See you around,“ you offer lazily before doing a double take.

He was already at his apartment. He was digging out his keys to his apartment because his apartment was—you counted the numbers.

814.

816.

817.

817, and yours was—“Dang, guess we're apartment neighbors, huh,“ you mumbled.

Not quiet enough because he tossed a glare over his shoulder. You chuckled nervously. “See ya 'round,“ you said and you meant it this time.

You retreated into your apartment after. Apartment 818.

It's funny cause I was gonna make like a headconnon bullet point list thing about Bakugo x Independent s/o but it turned into this which is a drabble. A fun drabble that would make a pretty interesting story...

[delopsia]

del 💐 what about grocery shopping adventures with the floytts?!

i wish they weren’t so regionally different because the idea is so domestically dreamy 😔 but let’s try anyway...

*whispers* actually, let me first say that reader is technically a blank slate existing around these two hot dogs, so any additions you’d like to make regarding them and the ideas i have yet to present is up to you 💫

rhett-ington 🌻

does he actually not mind holding onto the cart? does he ever learn to not silently walk off when robby and reader’s backs are turned? or maybe it’s second nature because he really doesn’t mean to wander off and get himself lost (often times in plain sight because sometimes he’s just very quiet and still) while reader and robby speedwalk around like a scooby-doo montage...

is he holding a hand when all they need is a basket? does he ever absentmindedly try to pull whoever’s hand he has laced with his along to see something on a shelf that catches his eye—maybe not to buy necessarily, but just because it looks wacky or interesting?

i feel like rhett is the resident *points to item on top shelf* “hey cowboy, can you get that for me please?” even if it’s robby, who is only an inch or two shorter than him, asking? and rhett just 😌 “of course, baby.” because he loves being needed...

do you headcanon him adding anything else to the grocery lists besides his usual snacks? i feel like rhett is a creature of habit when it comes to the meals he does like, especially since reader and robby have since introduced him to different and more flavorful meals, again, unless it’s on a plate that doesn’t belong to him per saaay, but to someone who knows him and then he’s like “that looks tasty...” but to me, rhett seems more like he just mindlessly goes with the flow on grocery trips...

he will, however, in my humble opinion, absolutely annihilate a farmers market. i think the cowboy is a mental math, recipe remembering, time efficient lunatic when faced with booths of fresh produce, flowers, and baked goods. he’s even better with a list, of course, and definitely won’t miss out on a chance to drown in reader and robby’s kisses and hugs when he comes home with seasonal pastries or slices of cake or pie and a fistful of sunflowers...

rob-ington 🌷

is robby the opposite? a time efficient, recipe remembering, mental math machine in a fluorescent-lit grocery store rather than a farmer’s market? i think out in that busy outdoor market he’s the one who dilly-dallies and lallygags and sometimes walks off, because he’s checking out nearly every booth that is selling ready made food 🤭

but i think robby keeps a grocery list as organized as reader keeps their pantry and kitchen? (which! i felt that so hard because SAME) but maybe it’s reusable, in a way? like they always cover all basis for their cooking lifestyle, robby has his own special homecooked recipes he got from his mama that he loves making his beloved partners, so they just check inventory and keep buying what they’re low on or out of? he does strike me as someone who bypasses the boxed / pre-made baking aisle no matter how much rhett whines that he “jus’ wants to see!” because again, his mama raised him up with a couple recipes for batches of big chewy cookies and a chocolate cake so decadent that it even knocks him on his ass for a nap after a slice and a glass of milk...

but maybe he folds around holiday times when reader and rhett plead so sweetly for those ridiculous (his words) seasonal cookies 😂

The way in which I was standing in a grocery store, checked my phone, and saw this 😭

Currently renaming the Hawthorn AU to the Hot Dog AU 💃

Rhett never learns; the problem is that he only means to step away for a second. He's standing by the cart and realizes that, "Oh! We need sugar; that's just around the corner. I'll go grab that." But then he comes back, the cart is gone, and he can't find them again. He only intends to help, but he's never fully in sync with the plan that the other two have.

Sometimes, he'll look up and see them darting past, having no clue he's standing right there, and he'll just let it go on until they finally spot him. He gets a kick out of standing there, sugar in hand, watching them struggle to find him.

If they only need a basket, then he'll sometimes curl his finger into Bob's belt loop and just follow along that way. It doubles as an excellent way of not losing each other in crowds, so long as you don't mind the soft tugging. But he does just forget he's got someone's hand in his.

"Don't you see it?"

"You're pointing our hands at about four different things, Rhett."

Bobby can fully reach that bag of chips on the top shelf and they all know it, and that just makes Rhett's content grin grow larger. Bonus points if they both struggle to get it and the Reader finds the little step ladder the employees use.

Rhett's definitely a big creature of habit when it comes to food; if it weren't for Reader and Robby, he would eat the same ten meals all the time. Sometimes, he makes a big deal out of it; if Bob says no to hot dogs, then he'll annoyingly burst into a "What, are you too good for hot dogs now? Will the cheese start a revolt? Ham can't handle another type of meat in its presence? I can't believe how you've changed🙄"

But he will just...find these odd foods that pop up from time to time. Once, he disappeared and came back with Dorito-flavored beef jerky. Another, he wound up with canned jackfruit, didn't know what it was, but it intrigued him. Nobody could find where he got them. Then there were the Froot Loops Cereal Straws, when he doesn't even eat cereal that often, and the countless odd, frozen meals that were too intriguing not to try. He doesn't like most of the things he finds, but it always makes dinner a little more interesting.

He only finds these things if he's with Bob and Reader, though. Otherwise, he's in and out within ten minutes. He isn't one for browsing unless he's glued to the cart, free to look at everything, while the other two fuss over which brand to buy.

Rhett and farmers markets! He can always spot the good stuff; he used to follow his momma to the market every Saturday as a kid and picked a lot up from just watching. How to spot the good, avoid the bad, what a scam looks like; the only time he slows down is when he winds up in the baked goods section. It's the only thing he's not familiar with; just because it looks like it has apple in it doesn't mean it's not another fruit in disguise. He learned that the hard way when he accidentally brought home apricot turnovers.

That's how he learned that he hates apricot.

Always picks out things he knows Reader and Bob like, even if he doesn't enjoy it himself because he loves the excited smiles and thankful kisses he gets wrapped up in. Of course, he will always overpay for his favorite lemon bars, even if Bobby does roll his eyes and promise he can make them at home, too.

Robby is the kind of guy who has a whole damn game plan for shopping. It's a little bit funny. Start with the non-food items, the things that won't get warm while browsing, and then straight to the back of the grocery section, slowly working back toward the front. He organizes the items on the list to come in chronological order so he never has to hunt to cross something off. The Reader falls into the habit pretty easily, but Rhett's brain just doesn't work like that, which is why he gets lost so often.

The way that Bob can look at a package and figure out the price per ounce, all in his head, deeply frightens Rhett.

The only problem with Bob in grocery stores is the overstimulation. Those bright fucking lights and the music and the people and the squealing tires and wondering where the hell Rhett got lost; it all gives him a killer migraine by the end. Farmer's markets confuse him because the layout is rarely the same; just because Mrs. Betty was here last week doesn't mean she is this one. And for once, he's quiet, letting Rhett lead the way and trying not to get lost.

There's someone who always sells fresh chicken at a hell of a deal, but they also bring live chickens with them, and something about it just makes Bob pass up on it. How can he buy meat when that chicken's best friend is looking back at him?

Nobody can convince me that Robby doesn't have a damn pantry inventory spreadsheet. While the Reader has free reign of where everything goes, Bob has an elaborate tracking of what they have, how much, and how much has been used. That being said...there's a pattern. The list looks the same, aside from a few items, always needing to get cornmeal mix for the cornbread, red beans, and long-grain rice for the...red beans and rice (who could have guessed?). Same seasonings, always needing two dozen eggs, always this, always that. It's how Rhett knows they need sugar without seeing the list.

The only reason Bobby starts allowing those damned "Easy to make" boxes into the house is because Rhett genuinely gets a little upset. He wants to help bake so bad, but he messes up the recipe every time :( The only thing he can make is in the pre-made box mixes. The breaking point is when he realizes he misunderstood Bob's instruction and put too much flour, thus forcing them to remake the entire thing. He sat in the corner of the couch, face hidden in his knees, misty-eyed as he kept apologizing for always messing it up.

"The only thing I can make is in them boxes," he chokes, squeezing his knees in a little tighter, "but you don't like those."

But Bobby does like those; he just didn't see the point in buying them when he could make a better version from scratch. So now it's a mix of both. Bobby's got his homemade recipes that have trickled down his family for generations, and Rhett gets to make those boxcakes and treats so that he doesn't feel so left out.

He still draws the line at those damn store-bought icings. He'll help Rhett make those from scratch every time because he cannot stand those damn things. It's an easy compromise; Rhett always gets food coloring on him and spends the rest of his day elaborately colored.

He absolutely does fold for those seasonal cookies; it's the one recipe he can't fully nail; for every attempt, there is a box and a cowboy on standby, snacking on the chocolate chips that he was supposed to stay out of. The assistance tax, he calls it 🍪

[blorb-el]

im gonna test out making lil comics impressions.................... no-one asked for this but. it seems fun to me. so. back from 7/18: world's finest 17, superboy: man of tomorrow 4, knight terrors: superman 1

wf17:

enjoyed this too much to have any real notes on it besides, as usual, wanting to eat the art and the colors, and also enjoying how Husbands bruce and clark are.

no, metamorpho, we do not talk about why superman has robot minions. the superman robots are probably so deeply weird to anyone who is normal (not obsessed with precrisis superman lore) (couldn't be me) but i'm like why WOULDN'T he have a bunch of robots. they are his helpers :)

kt: superman 1:

ART....ART ART ART.......chefs kiss art. love a clark who is just a Rectangle Guy

i would probably be more impressed by the Themes if it wasn't so reminiscent of the very good 2001 oneshot Superman: Where is thy Sting by DeMatteis. that just had more room to expand into the nightmare horror angle.

clark wrestling the scythe from the angel of death's hands fucks severely. kara also just punching her way out of her nightmares also fucks. love the superfam doing ridiculous things like that

said "HI HEADBAND KARA!!" out loud. 'it's all a dream' actually that one and also short shorts kara are real. to me <3

superboy: mot 4:

while it is funny to see clark getting scolded by what in my head is basically jor-el's old futuristic roomba, right now in action the entire superfam seems to be very tight knit... so it seems strange to imagine clark not noticing that one of his family is missing for two weeks. also last issue kelex told kon his family was concerned about him so they should know by now...?

i realize this story was conceived a year ago and the rest of the superfam changing around it in Rebirth isn't really it's fault. but it does mean i am tired of 'people in the superfam are sad about how they do not get enough attention from clark' stories by now (jon in action, karen in power girl, kon here). whatever. i move on.

this all has happened in. two weeks?????? even that whole ass kon clone??? how fucking quickly do clones grow in this world...? for that matter how old are the cosmoteers...?

'maybe the wronged people fighting for liberation are actually secretly tyrants who want to mind control the people they're freeing' is not. a plot to my personal taste 😔

i still don't get why dominator x would take a look at a perfectly good daxamite, decide he wants a technopath, and strip away all travv's daxamite abilities, which are. substantial powers on their own. albeit with the lead weakness. like. get another test subject and technopathify them? maybe the villain is just stupid? or maybe i am missing something from previous issues. i will reread this run when it's over.

anyway. in my opinion. kon and travv should have made out in an angry ust kinda way last issue. this would have made this book messier, which is fun. to me. and also would have doubled down on its naive, headstrong, rushing-into-things, heart-on-his-sleeve kon. just a thought.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Alright mom I need all the angst to fluff you can throw at me. My husband left today to Montana for a job a full 2 weeks before the kids and I can join him and I'm a sobbing, anxiety ridden, panic attack holding mess rn lmfao.

Oh no bby 😭😭😭 ok so the Hinata oneshot that's coming tomorrow is fluff to angst to fluff again. I have a Kageyama x reader x Atsumu fic ready that angst to fluff but it's horribly unedited 🥲

Angst to fluff incoming 🖤

Ok but here me out because I'm in a whole ass Hinata mood right now. Picture this, Hinata just got transfered to Brazil and you had to stay behind to wrap up your job.

It wad a particularly bad day at work. Your boss was being an ass, nothing went right at all, you spilled your coffee.

You think things will be better when you get home and all you want to do is relax and watch tv/ read fanfiction/ have a drink. You can't get a seat on the train and then someone proceeds to spill water all over you. Your pants/dress gets caught in the door and rips, and you lost your favorite scrunchie/ claw clip.

It's been a day from hell and all you want to do is cuddle Shoyo but then you remember he's thousands of miles away in Brazil. It's like 7am in Brazil right now and you decide to text him because usually you have can chat for a few hours before he starts practice.

You text him as you grab a beverage and sit down. He texts you and says he can't talk right now because of an early training. You ask if you can talk for a few minutes.

You: can we chat for just a few minutes? I miss you 😔

Shoyo: hey babe! I miss you too. I'm so sorry I can't chat right now because I've got a ridiculously early practice. But hey I'll call you tonight when I get home ok?

You: ok sho

That was the crest that broke the dam as you started to cry uncontrollably. You knew Shoyo didn't know you had a bad day but still, it was killing you that you couldn't talk with him. You sobbed and ugly cried for what seemed like forever until you decided to take a shower. So you took your beverage in the shower, sag on the floor and cried some more. You not only had a shitty day but you missed your boyfriend dearly. You knew in a few weeks you'd be together again but you needed him now.

Getting out of the shower, you dried your body and put on pajamas. You were still upset, sniffing and rubbing your now red eyes when someone knocked on the door.

"Seriously? It's like 8:30pm" you grumbled as you went to the door. When you opened it, there stood your hyper boyfriend practically jumping in place as he waited for you.

"Surprise!! Baby what's wrong-" Shoyo said, dropping his bag and running to hug you

"Sho" you said crying and hugging your boyfriend tight "w-what are you d-doing here?" You said crying in his arms

"I came to surprise you baby! I'm taking you to Brazil with me! Fuck that job, I got you one with the team! You're our new manager" he said as you cried harder into his arms, so emotionally overjoyed and exhausted

"I love you shoyo!" You cried as he rubbed your back and kissed you

"Baby- umm I can't tell if your happy or sad right now..." he said, confused as you laughed.

"Well I'm happy now" you said smiling and kissing him back "I just had a shitty day and I thought you were too busy to talk"

"Well I couldn't let you FaceTime or call me since I was in the middle of the Tokyo Airport just 30 minutes ago" he said "I'm sorry I wasn't here babe"

"It's ok Sho! This more than makes up for it!" You said hugging and kissing him again

"I can't wait to start our lives in Brazil together. I love you YN"- he said

"I can't wait either Sho"

[deepseavibez]

BAYBEEEEEEEEEE I’VE MISSED YOU. I know life has been kicking all of our asses but I’m glad you’re doing well.

Now let’s unpack this update:

I love Ria and y/n’s relationship. Like the emotional protectiveness? Chef’s kiss. And the way that what Ria said to y/n was also something I needed to hear.. (I know it wasn’t your intention for that but I must thank you anyways. I love you.)

Huru.. like on one hand, very appreciative for him giving y/n an out but that that conversation.. yikes 😬

Forget international playboy, it’s now Jeon Jungkook: international spy! He is truly the sweetest to do this for y/n and the fact that he knows his power lmao love it love it love it

Y/n and joon.. that’s it. They were powerful before all the betrayal and drama but now? Omg I just know when they completely pull through to the other side of this, they will be unstoppable

Just wanna bring this back to huru and say fuck him for even having the audacity to utter hobi’s name 😒

And finally.. Kwang. The nerve of him to hold out his hand as if everything was fine and dandy.. the shuffling behind y/n, he is not slick the disgusting bastard. On one hand I can’t wait for the final confrontation with him but I’m the hand I know it’s gonna be so hard for y/n

JAY MY LOVE!! I have missed you! I know right??? Also I do apologise for being awol on you, 😔 I HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO KEEP MY HEAD ABOVE WATER in like alot of aspects. I mean Im good, but also, there's alot. You get me. You get me.

- Ria and Y/n, easily an underrated duo. And they work well in terms of opposites attract. It's so great to see them bring that to light a bit more.

(and whatever Ria said, whatever words you resonated with, I am happy that they have helped, in anyway that it has <3 I love you Jay)

- aaah that Huru conversation was liked barbed wire OMG, in my brain I was like, do guys have to be like this? Where when you're nice to them, they think you wana fuck them? Coz like, that needs to stop being a norm.

- OHMYGODDDDD JUNGKOOK literally just always takes my heart and squeezes it. He is just that weakness and the fact that he wants to be so adulty and put his own plan in motion it's so amazing of him, but also, like jungkook plz do not get hurt

- I think y/n and Namjoon finally realize that they're endgame. They're literally that couple and through all the shit, they will still be together. I LOVED writing them in this update. It was just so raw and real and human but also so so loving idk it was probably one of my top five convos between them.

- GODDAMN THAT JAB ABOUT HOBI HAD ME LIKE

- As for Kwang,,, I can't comment. I literally can't. Not until this Finale is over anyway. Is he a bastard, yes hell yes. And I cannot explain to you how hard it has been to manoeuvre my writing around a character like his. The SA topic is a really real and heavy topic that literally changes everything and yet its treated as something so normal... It's ridiculous. But there was no way I wasn't going to include the issue in here. It wouldn't sit right with me if I didn't. And yn has to be strong enough to face it.

Thank you Jay, 🥺 for this ask, for dropping in, and for being a great friend to me always. ❤️❤️ I love you babe.

[mossjimi]

[pseudofaux]

Hi, Pseu! How have your holidays been?

Hello! ♥️♥️ To be honest, NOT THE BEST last few days, we had plans to sneak in a not-Christmas but around Christmas trip to see family… and our direct flight got cancelled about 5 hours before we were going to take off on Friday. We really wanted to go and there are some factors that make being with family right now very important to us, so when that airline couldn’t rebook us we bought expensive. ass. tickets for a super early flight the next day. We made it through the ridiculous crush at the check in counter and even through the least helpful TSA line I have ever been in… and missed our flight. That’s never happened to me before, but it was 6 in the morning and we were done trying. 😔 Now I am increasingly less understanding when I call the airline to find out why the hell our second bag is still in the airline baggage office at our destination instead of home with us. 🙃🔪

OTHER THAN THAT godawful series of events, busy busy busy but not too bad! I love the holiday season and it buoys my spirit, but this year I think my whole family is just too wiped to be as hip hip holiday hooray as we usually would be. KidFaux is loving the lights and decorations, though (and especially loves to “turn on the tree” via voice command when we come downstairs in the morning), and that’s really sweet every day. 🥰 Got my presents for friends from fandom (ffff!) done and sent out in time, which is a big relief. Now it’s time to finish a present for SpouseFaux, wrap wrap wrap, and make our Christmas jammies. 🥰/🥴

It’s not super common where we live to get snow so early, but if it would just snow this week I’d be a happier holiday-er for sure!

Hope you and the ones you love are having a nice, cozy, happy set of holidays. ♥️

[yesokayiknow]

batwoman s3 outline ✊😤 you can’t prove i’m wrong

-it takes ryan, luke, & kate a while to find a routine that works but eventually they work out some shifts. finally, ryan & kate get to actually SLEEP sometimes and have actual lives. luke now has like 8x the amount of stress. why did he agree to do this oh god it’s so MUCH. mary also has more to do bc luke’s now not on comms! what the heck man she never signed up for this!! sophie gets roped in as support 😔 except she’s amazing at it bc she was literally trained to command soldiers and is just generally more competent than everyone else on the team at all times

-there’s a mini subplot of everyone expecting there to be awkwardness the first time kate & ryan team up, and then they end up being really in sync and working great together

-julia comes back and is like hello where is MY suit??? by the time she reveals she’s joking luke’s already 2/3 of the way through making one and she’s like oh this slaps actually. mine now

-listen if arrow can have like 6 archers and the flash can have 50 speedsters then batwoman can have more than one bat person

-ryan & kate & sophie teaching luke how to fight ;-;

kate: yknow, you should learn some of this stuff too actually

mary, eating popcorn while luke gets his ass kicked: pass

-it doesn’t take long for people to realise that kate was the original bat, and every time anyone asks her where she’s been she gives increasingly implausible answers. it’s also a running joke that nobody knows what to call her, including her. season finale reveals her codename & it is of course stupid bc this is the cw.

-luke’s got the blue accented suit so i’m assuming they’re going with the signal codename?? the name he goes with is definitely one he thought of when he was like 11 and he stands by it

-alice escaped a few days into her stay at arkham and is now in the wind by which i mean she’s holed up in kate’s bathroom & sleeping in kate’s bathtub and everyone (including kate) is just pretending they haven’t noticed despite the fact that she’s so ridiculously bad at being subtle. on one hand this cannot be good for her mental health on the other hand she probably isn’t killing people so like. baby steps right

ryan: okay you HAVE to kick her out

kate: she isn’t hurting anyone

mary: she was definitely covered in blood this morning

kate: she isn’t hurting anyone we KNOW

-kate can’t exactly reclaim her dead identity so for all intents and purposes she is circe sionis. this is awful, except for when she can go to galas with sophie and loudly tell everyone that she is sophie’s arm candy. sophie hates this. everyone else thinks it’s the funniest thing ever

-ryan gets a girlfriend and she’s just really sweet and nice and normal and everyone’s super suspicious bc this is gotham and that’s impossible but nope she really is just a nice normal person. the fuck

-s3 main villain is poison ivy my beloved

-poison ivy’s pheromones work on anyone attracted to women bc duh and lemme say this is NOT good for this cast of useless lesbians

-everyone’s like finally! alice is useful!! and then they have to spend the next like 4 episodes talking alice through an extended panic attack when she does in fact get affected by the pheromones

-meanwhile mary also gets affected and is like why would i freak out i have been out as pan for like 6 years it’s not my fault none of you follow me on instagram smh

-kate after finding out alice is bi: [discreetly shoves julia at alice]

mary: oh HORRIBLE idea there is no way that wlll end well. i’m in

-episode where kara visits and is like oh this is awful this is somehow worse than the last time i visited gotham. why do anyone of you live here. her and mary and ryan are immediately best friends. sunshine girls :) julia is too but probably only bc kara doesn’t know she’s basically an assassin. the following episode kate is missing bc she’s visiting kara in national city and when she comes back she’s got a tan and everyone’s like damn didn’t even know you could do that

-episode where the legends visit and are like oh shit we’re here too early

kate: too early for what

sara hastily motioning at the rest of the team to put away the ‘welcome to the legends alice’ banner: nothing. don’t worry about it

they end up helping the team out and also definitely scarring gotham’s villains for life. sara and mick keep running into old friends which honestly is just so unprofessional smh. sara and poison ivy 100% had a Thing at some point in the past but neither of them can remember when exactly

-alice: everyone’s having so much fun and i miss hitting people so. i wanna be a bat too now 👉👈

kate: sorry kiddo bats aren’t allowed to kill

alice: julia killed someone yesterday

kate: julia is a problem child and we all hate her

julia through a mouthful of chicken nuggets: damn straight

-beth was born first bc that would be hilarious lbr but kate’s got an extra few months on alice bc of time travel and she will NEVER let her forget it

-how do they defeat poison ivy simple they realise she’s right technically and they just sort of set her loose on coryana. nature is healing

-season finale bruce comes back and everyone thinks he wants the cowl back but he’s just like nah this is exactly how i planned

everyone: bullshit

bruce: [pulls out 30 page bulleted list of every single thing that has happened since he left dated 2015]

everyone: how the fuck

-jacob kane dies of influenza

[bunniewon]

ahhhh lemme get my thoughts out before i completely forget

IMAGINE REINA HAVING A CRUSH DJVIAIFKKAJFSJJFJAJDJW my gay ass would be livingggg

i think it’s good that she didn’t match with minako? like in the gc the girl was like “why?” when y/n asked about what they’d wear...but then again i think minako would’ve found it cute...still, i think it was good for her to look different from her friend (the whole matching with mina makes it seem like she’s really her minion ygm)

i wonder why mina hates guys so much? or at least guys that talk to y/n? is she jealous of hypotheticals she created about them in her head (like y/n becoming more popular than her and having more guys swoon over her)?? if so, miss maam has been projecting onto y/n for a whilleeee

dang now i kinda wanna know the rumors surrounding my man suna😳

also all their outfits were so cute omg especially yachi’s

BRO THE TENSION MUST BE BACK AND STRONGER THAN EVER AFTER THAT REVEAL. LIKE SIFJWIFIWIFJWJDJSK MAN Y/N JUST WANTED A CHILL AND DRAMA-FREE SEMESTER😔😔

her dm’s are about to get CLOGGED up sheeeeshhhh

cant wait for the next chapter bestie!!,&3$$(2&&2&2 hope you’re having a good day :))

eee hi bestie, i wanna give you a name but idk yet lol

reina? crush? on y/n? now that’d be something for sure lol. but nah reina’s freshman crush on y/n was very much real!

mina and the outfits hmm. i tried to be clever with the outfit colors but i realized it’s not that easy to pick up on lol. basically mina is wearing green for a reason and y/n pink, it has to do with like the color meanings yk.

the color green also bleeds into why mina hates the guys?? you’re actually pretty close to why she dislikes them!!

the rumors surrounding suna and atsumu are really dumb,, i’ll include some of them soon!

i’m glad you like the outfits as well!

and the drama and tension to come from the list will be ridiculous honestly, but i can’t wait to show you all. but i did have a good day bestie and i hope yours was good as well!

[kimhargreeves]

Different Part 2-Mr Nobody x Female Reader

(A/N: So finally we got a trailer to Doom Patrol season 2!! I'm so excited for the newest seaosn but I will miss Mr Nobody since he won't be in this season😔 anyway enjoy this part 2 I wrote. Also the first half is a lemon so beware if you don't like it.

I'm safe and sound here..I will admit having almost nothing around was making it a bit boring, but at least I have him with me. I look to my right from where I'm sitting on a bed that came out of no where. I fixed my hair and tiredly yawned. It was kind of refreshing getting away from everyone and not caring about what might happen, "So this is how you spend your free time." I tell and glanced back at Eric who was reading magazine with a bottle of alcohol in the other hand while sitting on a toilet. I still keep on wondering on this things he can do. "I told you before, I can control this entire streaming service if I wanted to." Whats He talking about? I ignore trying to ask him and looked away trying to not laugh at the situation he is in. "You should be grateful I even let you stay here." Eric or Mr Nobody says taking a sip of his drink. Does this man have no shame? I closed my eyes deciding to rest up a bit until I heard him shriek and furrowed my eyebrows together. I raised my hand up trying to block his view since he didn't fix his pants but I glanced over and saw a roach? And a rat?? "You arent an agent of the lord?" Is the roach fucking talking?! "There is no God-" Eric began telling the roach but I was too confused by the scene in front of me. "Then we should call ourselves! The Brotherhood of Dangerous animals." What is happening? Eric is drunk on his ass and appears to have lost it. Admiral Whiskers the rat began laughing along side them and talking. "Why is there subtitles on the rat?" I mutter scratching my head. "Silence little girl! For the three of us will stop Niles. We are the voice of the Lord!" I can't help but laugh at the talking cockroach. I shrieked when I saw it fly and I hid under the covers. "Get it off of me!" "What is this girl even doing here?" The roach known as Ezekiel spat and I heard he had gotten away from me. "That I none of your concern." I got the covers out and saw Eric looking to his shoulder where the roach was standing. "Ooh now I get it." He said in a teasing manner, which only made me feel flustered since I knew what he was insinuating since he saw me under the covers "Don't be ridiculous." Eric shooed the creature off of him. "Now leave us be." Those two weird animals walked away. Still confused by all this I looked up at Eric tiredly rubbing his eyes and running his hand on his when he opened his eyes and smiled down at me. "I'm sorry my dear, these pests had to ruin our fun." Fun? He was in the bathroom in front of me an I was resting up on the bed. "I'll be getting back at Niles now for everything he's done. I know! You'll be my second. You'll infiltrate their home and keep a close eye on them and let me know everything." He grinned to himself and three the empty bottle into the ground. "I'm such a genius aren't I?" "Don't you think they'll ask questions, like why I'm back?" Eric waved his hand and rolled his eyes. "Tell them what every typical heroe says when they turn to a villain then back at the heroes side. Lie to them, what Niles did to you was unforgivable." Eric stopped pacing back and forth and stepped closer to me. "What Niles did to you in the past shouldn't happen again. You'll go in there, I need the girl but Niles won't tell me where she is. I need his daughter."  He says tilting my head up to look into his blue eyes. Niles has a daughter? It'll be a piece of cake. Niles must be feeling guilty that everyone left him, he'll be vulnerable so he'll be sure to tell me where he's keeping his daughter safe. I smile and begin to feel nervous "You can count on me." "Such a good girl." Eric praised and placed his hand behind my neck and made me kiss him. I felt surprised since I didn't think he'd be the one to start a move on me. Eric then pinned me down onto the bed and sat down on my waist so I wouldn't move. I but my lip when I felt his lips kissing and sucking my neck and it was long when I felt his pants getting tighter and I could feel my face going red. Then slowly I felt his hands trailing down to my pants and slowly unzipped them and took them off with my underwear and immediately attached his lips to mine and held my legs apart so I wouldn't try to close them. I held back a moan when I felt his tongue going deeper and sucking me off. I decided to give in and moaned out loud which only made him suck me off faster and began inserting two fingers inside of me. I took off the remaining of my clothes off leaving me bare before him, with his other hand he reached to play with my chest as I moaned out out loud and close my eyes shut and reached both hands down to press him further against me. Eric continued to lick up me and inserting another finger when I reached down and I reached my climax. I rested my head against the pillow and looked up to see him removing his clothes now and saw him stroking himself and came down to kiss my lips again. In an instant he flipped me over and pulled me close to the of the bed. I blushed again and felt embarrassed in being in this position. I had never done this before. "There is nothing worry about my dear. I'll take good care of you." With that he spread my legs further and I but my lip when I felt him begin to align himself with my entrance. I cried out when I felt him inside and quickly he began to thrust at a rapid pace. He held my hips pushing me back into him while I held down the sheets and moaned out loud. "Eric! F-Faster." I shut my eyes when I felt his fingers rubbing me. Eric groaned when I clenched myself around him and the bed began to rock back and forth at our rapid pace.  I came a second twice and felt the sheets getting wet when groaned and came inside of me. He continued going and screamed when I saw the roach all of the sudden staring at us. "You sick disgusting humans." I jumped up an grabbed the covers to cover myself and Eric to curse at Ezekiel for interrupting us.   "You did what you had to do now off with the plan!" Eric and I turned to look at each other  and he leaned down to kiss me again despite the roach under us shouting for us to stop. ****** "He's really hit rock bottom hasn't he?" Rita asked and we turned around to see Eric on the other the side bar area drinking some more alcohol and burping. Turns out Ezekiel and Admiral Whiskers betrayed Mr Nobody and the apocalypse was approaching. I had second thoughts on harming any of my team when I reached at the mansion and surpringly Cliff ran up and hugged me when he saw me. Asking how I've been not even bothering to ask how I made it out of the blank space of asking if I decided to join them again. Rita was unsure of me but remains open minded like Larry and Vic. Jane on the other hand didn't trust me anymore but we had to put aside our differences when we ran out and saw the two creatures no longer small but huge like very huge, Godzilla or king Kong size now. "Eric get your ass out of there!" I shout at the drunk man who was inside with a drink in his hand and a microphone in the other beginning to narrate. "And so Admiral Whiskers turns around and took a good look at Ezekiel." I angrily burst inside and looked up at him on the stage. "What the fuck are you doing?" I ask through gritted teeth and glare at the man. Eric rolled his blue eyes and leaned down to me. "I'm changing the storyline." "But have you thought about what will happen to us?" The weird chubby man came running in and was as confused at I was. Eric looked at us both confused and realized what he had done. "Oh shit-" And there was a bright flashing light. ******** "Ew this is so fucking disgusting. I haye cockroaches." I try to get the slime off of me and shivered at seeing Ezekiel's body. I hurriedly ran out to try and get away from the insect. The entire of the Doom Patrol and I survived? I still have so many questions and no seems to bother in asking the same. "Is that her?" Victor asked when we looked back and saw Niles nod his head and behind him stood his daughter. The girl was wearing a blue dress with pigtails which reminded me of The Wizard of Oz. "Everyone this is my daughter, Dorothy Spinner." I tilted my head and looked at the  strange girl. "Is no one gonna mention he face?" I whispered but Rita quickly covered my mouth do the girl wouldnt hear. "We're all used to unusual things." "Uhh guys?" We turned around and saw Larry by he was a giant. Wait are we little?!  Larry took hold of a brick we were standing on. Danny the brick. "What the fuck?!" I shout and Clifd tried to calm me down since he didn't want the young Dorothy to hear my language. Where the fuck is Eric and the other guy?! "You've gotta be fucking kidding me!" Rita shouted over and over again. What the fuck just happened.