#Lewis is afraid of bugs

[p1princess16]

Ferrari is literally making me sick (like literally sick, not joking)

Give my boys a better car💔💔

[flusteredfools]

Could you please give us some ramblings about Summer Daze? Some rambles for the poor?

Oh dear, I can't let you go hungry! hmm... I don't know what to ramble about it. Though I guess I should start off with it's a poly fic, where Sun and Moon are dating before they meet the reader (big surprise.. jk almost like all of my fics will have SunxMoon cause I love them being together XD) (Also sorry if you've already read the two drabbles about this AU in my kinktober collection a lot of it will be what was already shared! but if there's more you're wanting to know you can ask for more!)

AU Summary:  

You’ve always enjoyed the great outdoors. You love nothing more than spending time with nature and exploring and understanding the Earth’s flora and fauna; that seed of passion was planted in you when you were a young child sent off to your first summer camp, Fazbear’s Nature Camp. Fazbear’s Nature Camp was run almost entirely by their animatronics, with the only real human staff being the mechanics that were on call nearby. Now that you were an adult, you wanted to share that same joy and passion with other children; and what better way to do that than by joining up as a camp counselor at that very same summer camp now that they’re accepting human counselors? 

Well specifically two human counselors, and you were lucky enough to be selected! You’ll be working with the middle age group in the team Cosmos cabins with the Sun and Moon animatronics. You hadn’t heard of them, but that’s not too surprising as all the animatronics at the camp are new to you; the older models retired out of the main duties and now only show up on special occasions or certain activities. It made you a bit bummed, not able to show the original Freddy and Chica how much you’ve grown and learned since all those years ago but you’re sure counselor Sun and Moon will be as much of a delight as they were!

Looking at their small bios online had you excited, the two animatronics looked so cute and matched the space theme for the Cosmos cabins so well. At least you were until you met them two weeks before the summer camp opened up to guests; the two celestial animatronics wanted little to nothing to do with you, both having a dislike for adults. Moon pretty much just ignored you, rarely speaking more than one word at a time to you but Sun seemed to hate you from the start; almost actively making things harder for you. It was sad but you were determined to not let it get to you, surely if they could see how much you cared they would at least not continue to try to make you quit… right?

It takes some time for Sun and Moon to warm up to you, with Moon falling for you first and then Sun a bit after. You however, don't realize this until the two have fully spelled it out for you (sorry but you're a bit dense when it comes to love) thinking that all those more flirty teases and jokes are just that and not their awkward attempts to win you over.

Oh and here's some rough concept sketches!

Here's some Camp T-shirts, Fazbear's Nature Camp logo on the front and the Team Logos would be on the arms and back. Team Flora Counselors: (Glam) Freddy, (Glam) Bonnie, & (Glam) Chica - Rec Age Group 7-10 Team Cosmos Counselors: Sun, Moon & You/Star! - Rec Age Group: 10-14 Team Fauna Counselors: Roxy, Monty, & Lewis/Buck (the other lucky human) - Rec Age Group: 15+

Counselor Y/N: Very outdoorsy, athletic, and covered with freckles from too much sun exposure. (will have more/various outfits), tucks their ponytail through their hat to help hold it off their neck, isn't afraid of bugs or dirt, can properly clean a fish to eat, though isn't a huge fan of the taste. Enjoys foraging for berries and mushrooms.

Sun! Extremely friendly and caring towards all children (though less tolerate of the more rowdy groups that tend to come from Team Fauna) has a major dislike for adults - including you. Time not spent with children is spent preparing the next fun thing for them or spent with Moon. Loves to wear all the friendship bracelets he makes with the children, he keeps a few special ones to always wear but most of them end up in a keepsake chest where he can keep them in perfect condition after their superstars leave. He always makes one for each camper, using their favorite colors and their name, with little team cosmos themed beads. Is usually loud and constantly moving, only slowing down or becoming quieter if he notices children who are overwhelmed or bothered by his upbeat actions. Otherwise a quiet Sun is an unhappy Sun. If/when he gets too upset he goes out to chop wood or seeks out comfort from Moon.

Moon is just as happy and friendly to be around the children, though he doesn't speak nearly as loud or move as frantic as Sun. He happily does tricks or sings songs for his campers, as well as always starts the first story around the campfire. He has a personal collection of comfort stuffed animals, blankets and pillows that he sews himself in between sessions, in case any little superstar feels lonely, missing home or just struggles with sleep. Some of which are scented, weighted and can be safely heated up for extra warmth. He lets them pick whatever they need from his collection and if they want him too, he'd stay with them until they fall sleep in their bunk; he also gives them a small little controller that they can press to alert him if they wake up and need him again. If there isn't a superstar that needs him at night, he'll go to the counselors cabin and sleep on the same bunk as Sun. It's very crowded with the two of them but neither mind. If it's been a rough day, Sun will talk with Moon about whatever he can think up, just non stop chatter and rambling to Moon so Moon can enjoy his partner's voice and presence; just soak up his Sunshine. More often than not Moon will talk to Sun via messages in their private network than out loud, it just feels more comfortable for him that way; he likes the extra feeling of being connected together where it's just them.

I hope that wasn't too much of a ramble... but feel free to ask more if there's something else you'd like to know about them! XD <3

[scaryvbachelorettes]

Hi!!! 👋👋👋

I've been searching for a blog that focuses on Yandere Bachelorettes, and thank Yoba I found you! 💞💞

So I have a ask, and I've been a simp for Abby eversince I played Stardew Valley next to Leah, Emily and Haley. And I was wondering if you can make either drabbles, Oneshot or headcannons Idc, of this idea;

Fem Farmer being more into simpler life and is afraid to venture out in to a adventure. If it ain't to difficult.

-Abigail ask-

TW; Stalking, obsessive behaviour, fucked up bachelorettes, breaking in, scary art. /Sfw Oneshot/

A.N;Thank you for the ask, I'm happy to know there are people that wanted to explore yandere bachelorettes too. I think girls deserve to be a little crazy once in a while.

A calm and timid life, that's all you want. Buying crops, nurturing them to grow and sow the final product was all a part of the safe mundane life you choose for yourself. You didn't like to venture into dark caves in the mountains, you didn't like the sounds that slithered under the darkness of ladders in the mines. Besides, you didn't move here to be an adventurer necessarily, more to accept the life of farming and looking after stock.  Abigail understood the hesitation completely, while she longed to explore the cave she knew the dangers of it. She didn't like seeing you in danger, always anxiously mulling over the possibility of danger somehow reaching you. She would walk with you around town, ensuring you're safe. Well, not exactly walking with you but near you. Whenever you needed any type of ingredient that could only be harvested from monsters it somehow appeared in your chests. 

A slightly sweaty and huffing Abigail hunched over the monster's remains, she held a cold bone fragment from a skeleton. She heard you recently got a bone mill from Lewis and couldn't use it much at all. A small grin appeared on Abigail's face, you looked so happy at that prismatic shard she got from killing that damn rainbow slime and since then she couldn't stop cleaning out the caves from monsters. 

Pile of slimes, bug meat, and bat wings stacked unevenly each night and each morning you would clean them out, not knowing what to do with them. Hell, you didn't even climb past the 5th level of mines, so how those resources appeared on your farm was beyond you. 

Maybe it was your cat? The small creature already left dead fish near your bed so it wouldn't be too far from the truth. 

After some weeks you noticed how frequently Abigail started visiting Harvey's clinic, her hands bandaged and eyes full of glee. Once you caught her sneaking out of her house at night when you were fishing. She held a labrys in her hand, her knuckles white. 

You followed her to the cave system, concerned about the type of things she might be doing. Walking past Robin's house you saw shadows and silhouettes in the dark at the corner of your eye. Yet, as you turned around to look properly you didn't see much but a blur of dark hair. No matter, you still followed Abigail into the night, feeling dread slowly settle in your stomach as you ventured into dangerous territory. 

You never went this deep to the cave and knowing how unprepared you were made your fingers tremble. Just as you tried to call out for Abigail, she jumped into a dark hole in the mine shaft floor. 

You cursed but ran to the pit, knowing you had to stop her from risking her life each night. Unlike Abigail though you decided to carefully descend the stars into the dark pit. 

The ground felt almost too hard here, muffled sounds of clanking metal and aggravated buzz came down the dirt cave. You cautiously peeked around the corner to see Abigail fighting a swarm of bugs, her movements precise and brutal. 

You gasped softly, suprised to see your suspicions confirmed. The sound made Abigail jump, her eyes wide. For a second your eyes met, her gaze somewhat furious. A bug managed to bite her arm, making her snap out of her stupor. She huffed, impaling the monster on one side of the weapon, her arms flexing. 

Just as she killed the last of the bug, her head turned to you. A mix of anger and confusion settled in her eyes, her hand tapping against the wooden base of her labrys. Before she could utter a word, you ran up to her, holding her arm up. 

As quickly as it appeared, her anger simmered down into an ember of desire. She grinned instinctively, her gaze softening at your worry. 

By the end of your nervous tirade, you were outside of the cave, pulling her after you to your farm. As you entered your home, you immediately took out bandages and antiseptic. Abigail was curiously quiet, her eyes following your movements with a sly grin. 

You walked up to her, carefully applying the bandages. Your fingers carefully touched her scars, your eyebrows knitted together. 

"Do you like my gifts?" Suddenly asked Abigail, her voice soft. You look at her, acutely aware of how close she is. Her dark hair was slightly messy from fighting, her blue eyes almost glowing in the dark. Curious, you could have sworn they were red in the caves. Her hand brushed over your hip as she leaned closer. 

"You were the one leaving them?" You asked, feeling heat bloom under your skin. Abigail's breathing hit your lips, her fingers subtly flexing. 

Loud knock came from the door, making you instinctively scramble back from her. You turned to the door before you could see the hue in her irises shift into scarlet colour. 

Opening the door only brought cold air that hit your form. You shivered, peeking out to see the vast darkness of your farm. No one in sight but the crops you planted. As you closed the door you turned around to say something to Abigail.  Instead, you found nothing, she just disappeared into thin air. You felt the cold air hit your legs and looked at your window. The frames were open wide, curtains waving gently through the air.

[starset21]

Ok here’s my final thoughts I guess?

First of all congrats to McLaren fans, your team worked hard. I was rooting for Ferrari and they gave it their absolute all, Charles, Carlos and the team.

Some race reactions:

- The start of the race was just 😮

- The collision between Bottas and Perez and Perez having to park it 😬

- Charles moving to 6th by like lap 10

- Colapinto retiring from the race 🥺

- Bottas and Magnussen’s collision😒

- Leclerc in 3rd!!

- Lawson out?

- Lewis!!! that run up to 4th was just wow!!

Reflection on the year for me personally: (I’m gonna yap)

If someone would have told me 8 months ago that I would have fallen in love with formula one I genuinely would have laughed in their face. In fact last summer I was teasing my friend’s (now ex) boyfriend about him watching it and the weird times for American fans. I’ve made no shortage of referencing that I am a nascar girlie, it’s what I grew up with. One night near then end of March after my dad had watched the nascar Netflix docuseries (without me 😓) I saw Drive to Survive and suggested maybe that be our next watch together (despite the fact that my dad had always said formula one was boring). From the first episode and Danny Rics iconic personality I was hooked. I watched more and more, fascinated by the things that go into building and racing these formula one cars.

In the beginning of April this year I was in a hotel room and bored looking for something to watch on tv. It just so happened that it was free practice 2 of the Japan GP. I watched until the end of the session and then went to bed, didn’t think much about it. Continued watching DTS and learning more (knowing that it was exaggerated). Then Miami in May. My first time watching a full qualifying and a race. And what a race it was. I had bugged my cousin to watch it with me and from then on she was hooked too. Some of the races I couldn’t watch due to them being when I had other time commitments in the mornings but I was checking my phone for the timings, others I swore I wasn’t gonna wake up early (like 3 am) but my body had other plans and woke me up anyways 😂. I learned some f1 lore, watched more of the drivers interactions with each other, became a Max fan after starting off as Charles fan, stopped being afraid to yap about it to just about anyone who will listen to me, I guess to sum up everything is what a season!

Formula one is kind of the first sport I’ve gotten into for my own personal enjoyment and I’m so grateful for all the people I’ve interacted with here on tumblr and the laughter from other peoples reactions to things that have happened this season <3

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Summaries under the cut

The Cat Ate My Gymsuit by Paula Danzinger

Marcy Lewis is bored by school, she knows she's never going to be thin, and she is dead sure she'll never have a date. Life at home isn't great either, since her father bosses her and her mother around. Then along comes Ms. Finney, an English teacher who'll try anything in the classroom and actually treats kids like human beings. Now that she's found a teacher who sees Marcy as more than a name on an attendance sheet, Marcy realizes her life could mean something. When Ms. Finney is suspended, Marcy knows she's got to take a stand. But is this new independence worth the price she'll pay at school and at home?

Magic Shop by Bruce Coville

Russell Crannaker, a rather timid boy who is eager to frighten the school bully on Halloween night, acquires a magic ring and the power to change himself into a hideous monster.

Thimble Summer by Elizabeth Enright

When Garnet finds a silver thimble in the sand by the river, she is sure it’s magical. But is it magical enough to help her pig, Timmy, win a blue ribbon on Fair Day?

The Edge Chronicles by Paul Stewart

Fourteen-year-old Quint Verginix is the only remaining son of famous sky-pirate Wind Jackal. He and his father have journeyed to the city of Sanctaphrax – a great floating rock, bound to the ground below by a chain, its inhabitants living with their heads literally in the clouds.

But the city hides a dangerous secret: deep inside the great rock, something horrible lurks. With his father away, Quint may be the only one who can save Sanctaphrax from the dreaded curse of the gloamglozer . . .

School of Fear by Gitty Daneshvari

Everyone is afraid of something...

Madeleine Masterson is deathly afraid of bugs, especially spiders.

Theodore Bartholomew is petrified of dying.

Lulu Punchalower is scared of confined spaces.

Garrison Feldman is terrified of deep water.

With very few options left, the parents of these four twelve year-olds send them to the highly elusive and exclusive School of Fear to help them overcome their phobias. But when their peculiar teacher, Mrs. Wellington, and her unconventional teaching methods turn out to be more frightening than even their fears, the foursome realize that this just may be the scariest summer of their lives.

Pillage by Obert Skye

Upon his mother's death, fifteen-year-old Beck Phillips is sent to live with an eccentric uncle he had never met in a remote manor house, where he learns that his family suffers from a curse that allows him to make plants grow on command and dragon eggs hatch.

The Blackwell Pages by K. L. Armstrong

In Viking times, Norse myths predicted the end of the world, an event called Ragnarok, that only the gods can stop. When this apocalypse happens, the gods must battle the monsters--wolves the size of the sun, serpents that span the seabeds, all bent on destroying the world.

The gods died a long time ago.

Matt Thorsen knows every Norse myth, saga, and god as if it was family history--because it is family history. Most people in the modern-day town of Blackwell, South Dakota, in fact, are direct descendants of either Thor or Loki, including Matt's classmates Fen and Laurie Brekke.

However, knowing the legends and completely believing them are two different things. When the rune readers reveal that Ragnarok is coming and kids--led by Matt--will stand in for the gods in the final battle, he can hardly believe it. Matt, Laurie, and Fen's lives will never be the same as they race to put together an unstoppable team to prevent the end of the world.

The Star of Kazan by Eva Ibbotson

Annika is happy living in the servants' quarters of a house owned by three eccentric professors. She adores Ellie and Sigrid, the cook and housemaid who found her as a baby, abandoned on a church doorstep. In the eleven years since, they have taught her how to bake and clean to perfection. Then one day a glamorous stranger arrives, claiming to be Annika's mother. Annika is no servant, she learns, but an aristocrat whose true home is an ancient castle. But at crumbling Spittal, Annika discovers that all is not as it seems in the lives of her newfound family. . .

The Enchanted Castle by E. Nesbit

Jerry, Jimmy, and Cathy stumble upon a mysterious castle with a beautiful princess asleep in the garden. The princess is really Mabel, the housekeeper's niece, who is only pretending to be royalty. But when she shows them a secret room filled with treasure where they discover a magical ring, enchantment becomes a reality.

Fairy Oak by Elizabetta Gnone

Fairy Oak is the name of a village that grew up in the shade of a talking oak tree, an imaginary place, lost in the mists of time immemorial, overlooking a stormy sea, next to uplands covered in snow in winter, surrounded by enchanted woods, vast meadows, crystal clear rivers and lakes. A healthy and uncontaminated nature, which dominates and envelops the worlds in which the stories unfold. Within the walls of the old village there lives an equally old community, a mixed bag of funny characters, with the rituals, customs, habits and familiarity of a serene, cheerful, lively people. The books chronicle the adventures of the adolescent twins Vanilla and Lavender. To save their people, menaced by a cruel enemy, they go on a long journey deep into the labyrinths of their powers. Since the girls are very young, at first lots of things go wrong. Some are frightening. In short, it’s not going to be easy at all! But someone and something will help them.

[bwoahtastic]

Winter comes and Toto tries to gently break it to Max that they have to leave Christian's territory since he wouldn't be able to be that active (complete lie, Toto's just scared of what might happen to them during the cold season) but Christian assures them that they'll be safe - he has finally come around and gently introduces them to his "pack" (basically badger Daniel and his little adoptive brother red panda Yuki) whom he also protected

Oh plss Toto being scared cos he will have to hibernate/rest more and food will be scarce and he is so afraid for his tiny cheetah cub! Maybepart of him fears Christian will hurt him then.

But then Christian guides them to a cave at the edge of his territory, where a home is build into the safety of the rock. He mostly stays out in his sabre form in summer, but the house is great for winter and his little pack alwsys comes then even when they adventure alone during summer sometimes! Lil hissy badger Dan instantly loves the lil cub and they alwsys snuggle, and tiny Yuki the panda is such a snuggle bug too! Maybe Christian also has older pack there, like tiger seb, fox Nico and panther Lewis! Anwzys Toto get to properly rest and Max gets to play and snuggle momma!

[pbandjesse]

I'm not feeling so good tonight. I don't know if I'm dehydrated or what but after my programs today my face started feeling really hot and I have just been feeling a little unwell since then. I am glad I can just go to sleep soon.

We were up a little to late last night. So I slept an extra half hour. James left for work a little before me. I was dressed and out of the house really quickly. But then I struggled to get the car out of the parking spot and felt really stupid and was overly stressed. It was dumb and I felt bad.

But it was fine. I would get to camp only a few minutes late. I would get my forms sent off to creative alliance. And it did take a few minutes but I had done most of the writing yesterday so it was all good.

I went to go set up my program. It felt wrong though. Like I was teaching about bats but the project was just. Trace a bat. That is stupid. So I expanded on it. They would trace their hands to make the wings and see how the webbing between the fingers is like a bats wing and they would use spoons to create the body and head and we had googly eyes. And they werent perfect but for an idea I had in 15 minutes that was just fine.

The group came a little early. So Nick and Celia were not set up yet. I would sort of take charge and make sure the bus went to the right place and get the kids in the right direction. And it would be a fun day!

For one it was beautiful out. I was feeling a little weird physically but I was able to enjoy the beautiful day. I also got to be in my art building which I always love. So it was a good day.

My first three groups were awesome. I got a good flow with the program. I would ask the kids what they knew about bats, then based on what they said I was able to use some laminated pages to expand on what they knew. I had worn my nocturnal pollinators sweatshirt and had my bat plush bag Lewis with me as visual aids. And we had just a wonderful discussion about the four different species of bats in Maryland and how every bug and animal is important, even the icky ones. And it was lovely. But then I hsd to tell them this was now serious time. And I went in a talk about what to do if you found a bat, how you should never ever touch them, to get an adult immediately, and we talked about rabies. How dangerous it is, what to do if you are exposed, I talked about my shots I got and how scary that experience was. And these kids were so focused on me and had excellent questions and I for sure freaked them out but it was for the best. This is serious! Especially because some bats have been found in the area with rabies. We have to be careful and vigilant.

Once they were good and freaked out we did our craft. I had them fold their paper hamburger style, then trace their hand, make swoops between the fingers, and then cut that out. While they worked on that I pretaped spoons and then once they were ready I went around and dipped my finger in some glue to dot on the spoons for the eyes and noses. While they taped on the ears and decorated the wings. We had a really good system going. And that's basically how it went for each group.

The first group had a couple extra minutes so I had them go out front and throw their bats to try and get them to glide. I ended up talking to a dad who was very freaked out by the rabies conversation. He said he wasn't afraid of bats but now maybe he was and I was like. We don't need to be afraid but we do need to be cautious and aware and at a distance. He was a very nice man and had some excellent questions and I was glad I knew enough to be able to answer.

We had a very brief lunch but I was able to reset my table and eat most of the soup I brought. We sat in the office and talked and gossiped about the children. They were mainly really good so it wasn't a problem. The one mom is a corrections officer which was interesting, but her main way to control the kids was through yelling like they were inmates so that was a little deregulating.

And that was the group I would struggle with

After lunch we went back to the hacienda and the transition went poorly because neither teacher was understanding how to get the for up out and to their next program. So we all just were sitting out on the porch waiting, despite me trying to tell her how to handle it. We would start 10 minutes late.

The group I had right after lunch was only 8 kids and they were nice and cleaned up well. Just a little rowdy. But then that last group was just a lot. Half of them were just ignoring me and talking to each other and I was getting wildly distracted and none of the parents jumped in even when I asked for help and they asked who and I told them specifically. But also you are 3 feet away you can't see them?? It was bizarre and it made me exhausted in a way the rest of the day hadnt. They would struggle to clean up but I wouldn't let them leave until they did.

But then they were off. They were able to tell me that there were 4 species of bats native to Maryland and tell me what those four bats are (the evening bat, the red bat, the tricolor bat, and the little brown bat). And that felt like a success.

I would lay in my hammock for 20 minutes. Until Elizabeth texted me asking where her bracelet had gone too. I had found it this morning and put it in my backpack for safekeeping until I saw her but with the feildtrip coming early it slipped my mind. So I walked down there and got her her bracelet.

Then there was just some small stuff to do. Some computer tasks. Then me, Sarah, and Celia had snacks and talked while I embroidered a little.

Elizabeth, Heather, and Alexi were off to Ikea to buy new desks. I was only slightly jealous.

I went up to the pool house to start working on painting the deck tables. But I was super disappointed to find that the spray paint is not as opaque as advertised and I will need a base color. So I will do that in the morning before it rains. I already had James put the cans in my backpack.

I would go back up to the office. Finish up some small tasks. And chat with Sarah about how to clean the lodge tables in a way we haven't already been doing. We need some more instructions tomorrow I think. For now though it was time to go.

I drove to the Dutch market. And I had a great time there. I started with soaps. I got pumpkin for James and chai for me. Then I sweet peppers from the dollar table, and a strawberry fruit tray that I'm excited about. I got pretzels, and then baked goods. And I got Mac and cheese. It was a really good haul for $35.

I was still not feeling great though. I am afraid I am getting sick. My cheeks are concerningly warm and flush. I am dealing with a small headache. I just don't feel good. I am trying to be positive but I just am not feeling great but I also absolutely do not have time to be sick.

I struggled getting home. Traffic was bad at times. But I made it back. I sat in the car and extra couple minutes to finish my podcast. And James came down and brought the market bags up. That was very sweet of them.

The evening has been nice. I put all my foods away. I swiffered the living room. I did some sewing. I finally sat down and fixed that bear for the man at the market. I think it came out super cute. I want to take the picture in the same place on Saturday for a good before and after.

I would take a bath. And have been cuddling with sweetp for a while now. It was a nice evening. I still am not feeling great. But that is okay.

Tomorrow we have a group but it should be an easy one. And I am looking forward to a rainy afternoon.

I hope you all sleep well. Take care of yourself. Goodnight!!

[eagesoldartblog]

“I think there’s something in there…” :3?

Have you every wanted to find out what a Gritter is?

Also totally didn’t forget to include the actual prompt as dialogue nope, no siree <<

Somethings in there

“Oh my god, what on earth is that?”

Both Arthur and Vivi turn around from their respective searching, and watch Lewis as he tensely backs away from his corner.

Immediately, Arthurs alarmed. With Vivi’s concern welling up just as much. They both share a look, before Arthur points to himself quietly, and Vivi nods before stepping back. Although never tearing her gaze away from them and pretending to survey the stacks of books and weapons in front of her.

“Wh-whats wrong, bug guy? What’d you find?” Slinking up to Lewis’s side, Arthur lightly grabs Lewis’s shoulder- only to get an almost violent flinch. A bad sign, Lewis never got like this unless he was having an anxiety attack or-

Arthurs eyes drop down to where Lewis was staring.

Then shaking his head to see if his mind if playing tricks on him.

There was a giant, worn crack in the wall, spanning two feet from the base, and getting wider closer to the ground. And something is sticking out of it, stick like and fuzzy. Twitching occasionally.

That’s ... weird. More confused than anything, Arthur glances up at Lewis and places a hand on his bicep again. “What was it? Some spiders jump out at you?”

Lewis was awfully tense, taking a huff of a breath before goosebumps prickle over his visible skin. “Not exactly. I can handle spiders for the most part, but I’m ... I don’t know what it is.”

O-kay? That’s even weirder. Arthurs eyebrows furrow and he nods with the click of his tongue.

Vivi starts over to them now, the floor creaking under her shoes.

Then Theres more movement. Arthur sees it too, and both him and Lewis jump in surprise.

“See!” Lewis half whispers, half yells, gesturing hurriedly to the crack. “What-! How many legs does that thing have?”

“Lew, buddy,” Vivi laughs, appearing besides Lewis and leaning down. Thank god considering that she’s more of a bug person than either of them could ever hope to be. “Why don’t you back up a bit?”

Lewis follows her advice and steps away from the area entirely, retreating to the book stack closest to the door. Half heartedly muttering, “Let me know if you two need some help or... something.”

“Thank you, Babe~” Vivi kneels down, examining the crack intently.

Not wanting to be awkwardly standing and being useless, Arthur mimics her and crouches close to the ground. Earning a look.

“I don’t think you’ll want to be there, Artie.”

“Wh-why not? This isn’t a problem normally- w-wait do you think it responds angrily to people surrounding it-?” He rattles off.

“No,” She snickers, “I don’t want you to piss your pants if it jumps at you.”

Arthur flushes, glaring at her, “That was one time, and we weren’t even on a case...” he grumbles. Vivi pats his back unsympathetically. Against his better judgement, Arthur stays put.

Actually- no, he would rather not be in the splash zone. Arthur pushes himself up and opts to loom over her to watch. “Tell me if you need more space..?”

Vivi shrugs, slipping a leather glove from her pocket over her fingers and up her forearm, readjusting her bracelets as she does. “Nah, I’m good. Besides, I think Lewis may need more emotional support than me.”

“Hey...” Lewis’s frown was evident in his voice and a chorus of chuckles fill the air for a second.

“Doesn’t feel so nice to be on that end of the stick, huh, Lew?” Arthur couldn’t resist the urge to tease, recalling the few times the two of them said those exact same words to him. Lewis rolls his eyes, but visibly relaxes the smallest bit. Even starting to smile a bit! That’s a plus...

Vivi didn’t pay either of them mind, smiling faintly as she uses her uncloaked hand to trace the crack itself. Part of the paint begins to crumble, chipping away, and the wall around it groans wearily.

“Huh, the walls rotting out. Makes sense.” She says, mostly to herself.

Still, Arthur leans down slightly to watch as she slowly wedges her fingers into the thinnest part she could, “Wh-why does it make sense...?”

A faint scuttling noise draws his attention to the base again- a small cockroach running out.

Vivi takes a slow breath and holds it. Then she yanks her arm back swiftly. Cracking open the wall and ripping out some of the rotten drywall.

And all at once a million small things scatter all across the wall.

Arthur lurches back, a scream lodged into his throat as ... bugs? Crawl up the wall, across the floor, and even deeper into the rotten wall. A few of the oddly shaped, oddly colored bugs sat still on the ground before Vivi’s knees, and she scoops them up carefully.

“They’re Gritters.”

“Wh-What?” Arthur asks, horrified. He’s pretty sure Lewis had simply ducked out of the room at this point, if the faint pacing beyond the room meant anything, but his own legs don’t give him the luxury of moving. Instead he’s rooted in place as the bugs- Gritters continue to scuttle out of view. Unbothered, Vivi stands up and holds the dark colored Gritter in her hand.

“Gritters,” she says again, lips curled into a small, pleasant smile, “They’re the insects of the liminal world- where the supernatural typically reside. They tend to grow in places that are dark, grimy areas with lots of decay. However,” she lightly pets the Gritter’s speckled back, and it jumps in alarm and raises its hands defensively. “Decay can mean anything. Most of the time it is actual death and rot, but emotional decay, physical decay, the wicked? Gritters are drawn to it and can begin to congregate and multiply due to a new food source!” She begins to ramble, listing off various facts on how they take on a mix-matched form...

Although anyone could guess that just from the one she’s holding. It’s shaped like a spider, but it’s back is freckled in mushroom-like formations and it’s antennas (with eyes poking out of the ends of them- horrible) resembled tree branches and feathers all at the same time.

“Lewis! Babe, get in here.” Vivi calls over her shoulder.

Arthur pries his eyes away from the abomination, watching the door frame fill with Lewis’s clear disgust and distress.

“Ye-yes, dear?” He shuffles into the room, looking somewhat nauseated, “Need some help-“

Vivi bounces across the room towards him, holding the Gritter out at arms length, “Meet our new pet! Say hello~!”

Lewis gasps and recoils dramatically, but it’s too late. The gritter leaps from her hand and launches itself toward Lewis, all of its weird feathers glimmering as it does so.

Only to fall short and tumble to the ground. Followed by Lewis’s heavy shoe slamming down on it, splurting an orange substance out on all sides. Gasping again, Lewis nearly wretches, shimmying away and scratching at his arms and head frantically without a care for his neatly contoured hair.

”Oh my god, oh my god, lord in heaven, save me from these demons!” He pointedly glares at Vivi, who buckles over with laughter. “You two are devils!”

Arthur snickers lightly, covering his mouth to avoid making an ‘enemy’ out of Lewis.

But then, as luck (and karma?) had to, something is crawling over his arm now.

Petrified, Arthur risks a look.

And sure enough, a centipede-like Gritter was crawling up his fingers with small, human-like arms and legs assisting it.

”Okay, you know what,” Arthur whispers airily behind his covered mouth, ”I think I hate these things as well.”

Vivi’s laughing doubles, snorting loudly.

“Vivi, please do a man a favor and get it off me. Please.”

“Sure thing buddy!” She gasps between laughs, Brushing it off his arm.

Both him and Lewis sputter with relief as they finally leave the god forsaken room, cracking small jokes about the horrible little night crawlers.

Vivi didn’t have the heart to tell them how common Gritters really were.

[thewriterg]

It’s Amusing love | S.M

pairing(s): Miles Morales x gn!reader, Miles Morales x spider!reader, Peter Parker x gn!reader, Peter Parker x spider!reader

Summary: The bug boys being jealous of someone flirting with you and you can’t help but laugh at their struggles

request(s): Can I request a Miles Morales x reader where Miles is jealous because of this cocky buff random guy, and reader is just laughing about how Miles is so jealous.- the @ said unavailable :(-

Warning(s): Like two swear words -be proud of me👹🔪- (please let me know if I’m missed anything)

A/n: -GIF’s are not mine- I GOT MY FIRST ASK So I made this a late Valentine’s Day special so I added all the bug boys -minus Toby don’t hate me- If no one told you Happy Vday hun :)

♡︎ Miles Morales:

Miles was just trying to go grab some pasta noodles for your night in and it was taking him a while.. he couldn’t remember if your said angel hair or penne

So he ended up grabbing both.. -along with a comic that you may or may not scold him about-

When he returned to the seasoning and spice isle he didn’t expect to see some frat boy that was definitely flirting with you

Maybe he was overthinking.. no he definitely heard you saying a number

He was so.. big like muscle wise and super tall and-

You found it adorable how Miles were terribly hiding behind a small rack of toys while some random boy came up and started to talk to you

First you turned him down without a thought but when the guy Jake or Josh? Whatever his name was couldn’t take no for an answer you gave him a number

That number being the deli shop seven minutes away from you’re house.

He ended up getting a phone call making your wish come true as he apologized and left the isle

Miles slowly made his way to you flushing a dusty rose as you continued to put your last couple seasonings in the cart

“Finally you ready to go” Miles couldn’t believe you just gave another man your number and continued on like it was nothing

“No.. your weren’t going to tell me about.. that” Miles nodded his head in the direction of where your ‘admirer’ walked off “He smells like old spice and he kept staring at you a-and”

You tried to hold it in you really did but you couldn’t help too burst into a fit of giggles at you’re boyfriend who was clearly jealous

“Why are we laughing h-how is this funny?” The look on your boyfriends face only made you laugh harder doubling over while clutching your stomach

“I’m honestly a bit hurt that you don’t know the difference between my number and a restaurant’s M”You finally stood straight wiping a nonexistent tear from under your eye looking over to a clearly embarrassed Miles

Miles just took a few steps over to yourself wrapping his arms around your torso hiding his very hot face in your neck towering over you slightly as you rubbed his back and left a couple kisses on his cheeks your chapstick leaving a faint residue

“I love you” The phrase would be Indeterminate to the human ear if your senses weren’t highlighted because Miles was pushing his face so hard into your neck you were afraid he might morph himself into you

But regardless you acknowledge him hum “I love you more M, now did you get the pasta”

Miles pulled himself back with a bashful look holding up two different pasta boxes “I forgot which ones you said” as you chuckled and grabbed the penne noodles from Mile’s warm hands as he threw the box of noodles in your cart while putting the Angel hair back on the a random shelf

“Miles is that another comic” uh oh.

♡︎ Peter parker:

Peter was rushing sprinting down the hallways of the school trying to get to you.His amazing s/o who he knew hated driving instead of swinging.

His same s/o who he begged to drive here at the fear of you having a crowd and would be late if you landed on the ground because you didn’t have a target to shoot a web at

His same s/o who’s been waiting in the school parking lot for thirty minutes because Mr. Lewis decided to hold a lecture about the class needing to to do better on futures test that he was sure to pass

Well thirty five if you count the thirty seconds he took to read you’re text’s from his Notification Center two minutes to sprint down the hallway to his locker and grab his duffel bag since he would be staying the weekend at your house and three minutes trying to get through hallway traffic

When he finally exited the double doors of the building and searched for your car that didn’t take long with how flashy it was because you had a pretty good amount of money

It did take you a while to fully convince Peter that it’s okay to ask you for things first it was small ask’s like lunch money or extra cash for his field trip because he didn’t want to bother aunt May but the it slowly started to transform into a couple pair of new converses and a watch that he had wanted for a good while -that he was also sure cost more than his life savings- but he mentioned it once and in three days what did he have

A new watch.

When Peter finally found you car he couldn’t stand the sight at who was next to your car talking to you through the a window he always had to try and ruin everything why couldn’t Flash just let him have this.

You were beyond annoyed you were just decently minding your business waiting for Peter before this random Flash kid came up to your door

You were just ready to go ‘this could have been prevented if I just swung’ is all you could think about as Flash bragged about his new book that was sure to make him ‘loads’

Finally Flash’s ride arrived to pick him up as they honked the horn alerting the boy of their presence

“Sorry I gotta go sweet cheeks talk to you later” you would like nothing more that to give him an idea of how sweet you are but restrained yourself as you were in a school parking lot and wouldn’t like to go to jail on a Friday afternoon

“Beat that Penis Parker” Flash bumped shoulders with Peter who was just trying to slowly make his way to your car causing him to become a dark shade of crimson and pick up his pace

When you hear your door open a look over to finally see your boyfriend you were overjoyed you might only show it and gifts and flirtatious touches but you do love him

“Hi baby, feel like I’ve been waiting for ever how was your day” It was fine before you decided to flirt with Flash y/n

We all know that Peter is a sensitive person and he was doing a decent job at holding himself together but when you asked him “what’s wrong” when he didn’t answer your questions well.. he couldn’t exactly pick up the pieces

“Are you going to leave me?” The question caught you off guard as Peter turned to look at you with teary eyes while he fidgeted with the hem of his shirt

“No Peter of course not why would you think that” you pulled Peter over your arm rest scooting back your seat as he cried himself into your chest you wanted him to take his time but you also wanted to know what was wrong with your baby

“I uh saw you t-talking to Flash” So that was what it was about the kid who’s name you’d forgotten that fast “oh baby no he just came up to my car, hell I didn’t even talk back to him” you reassured you’re boyfriend running your fingernails through his scalp

Peter couldn’t help but push himself into your airy and light touch feeling embarrassed that he jumped to conclusions

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have accused you, you can talk to whoever you want an-” You’d cut off peters rambling with a kiss that left him surprised and stiff for a small moment before he leaned into yourself

You were both.. a higher scale of the regular human race so you didn’t exactly need that much air

But you also knew if you didn’t stop you wouldn’t get out of this school parking lot and once again you did not want to go to jail on a Friday afternoon

So you made the first move and pulled away taking in a small breath of air as Peter whined at the loss of contact making you chuckle

“I got you something you reached behind your seat grabbing a decent sized gift bag with pink and red tissue paper sticking out from it and Peter couldn’t help but get excited you always -other than Aunt May- had the best gifts

Peter lifted himself from your chest sliding back over to the passenger seat eager to see what was his gift

You couldn’t help but giggle at your boyfriend as you sat the gift bag covered with glitter and hearts on his lap snatching the thin decorative paper out of the bag and gasped all he saw was the logo and immediately knew making you smile to yourself

It was that starwars 75309 Republic gunship along with some chocolate that he had never seen nor could pronounce the name even if he tried

“Oh my god thank you thank you thank you” Peter squealed like a school girl as he tackled you into a hug preparing kisses all over your face he couldn’t wait to build the ship with Ned

“If you think like that you’re going to love the house button” you chuckled pulling your seat belt over your shoulders as Peter calmed down doing the same the box never quite left his hands though..

God you loved your Peter

♡︎ (Tasm) Peter Parker

Peter had been waiting for you a while now maybe fifteen minutes as he sat at the white clothed table set with glassware his leg bouncing up and down he was nervous and eager to see you

You finally arrived to the restaurant that you and Peter had decided for yourselves you parked you car In a parking space not far from peters, his own car was about three of four slots from your own

You walked up to the double glass doors gripping the metal handle pulling open the door as your shoes clicked against that hard wood floor

You searched for the table number 26 you were getting closer and closer 23.. 24.. 25..

Peter looked up at the feeling of a tap on his to see you god you were stunning dressed in your all black you looked like you belonged in a museum

“You look, you look great” You chuckled at peters bluntness as he stood up wrapping his arms around your torso swaying side to side pressing a kiss to your temple when you finally broke apart peter stepped over to your own chair pulling it out for you as you smiled up at him he could be such.. a dream at times

You both talked about work and school for a while before a waiter came to assist your table “Hello I’m Thomas I’ll be your waiter tonight can I get you started with some drinks” the chipper voice was also monotone most likely from repeating the phrase so often “I’ll take a sirrea mist” Peter decided closing his menu he already knew what he wanted if he could pronounce it..“Can I please get a sweet tea hold the lemon”

Peter didn’t exactly like the way the waiter looked down at you through the spirals of his note pad but restrained from saying anything he didn’t want to ruin the night with over thinking so he just let it slide for now at least..

You laughed and talked even slow danced your way through the night before your waiter finally came out with your food Peter with ravioli and salad you with salmon, asparagus, and mashed potatoes

“Everything Alright here” Peter was starting to get less and less found of the voice why did he check on this table so much “we’re fine thank you Thomas” Peter mumbled loud enough for the sound waves to travel through the air

But Thomas stayed and looked at you for your own answer which you simply nodded your head with a tight lipped smile before the waiter simply walked off for his next table

“Who knew the almighty Peter Parker could be jealous” Peter looked up from his intense starring of watch water droplets fall down his glass “He keeps checking you out im supposed to do that” Peter groaned putting his face in his hands

“We can go if you want I have a little surprise at home” you suggested hoping that your most of the time very naive boyfriend would get the hint

Peter did seem to get this time as he frantically shook his head raising his hand to get a check “Hello do you need anything Desert perhaps?” Thomas questioned ‘politely’

“No thank you just a check just ready to get in with my amazing boyfriend” Peter loved the way you teasingly looked through your lashes as he had once done Thomas just grumbled In response off to go get the check

Peter quickly signed it throwing down a 100 dollar bill dragging you through the door as your giggles filled the air

Oh and that surprise was a really good one

[maschotch]

corruption, spiral, or end for hotch please

the corruption: how often does your character get sick? what’s the sickest they’ve ever been?

ok once again reminding me of the hotch sick fic ill never be able to find..

um.. i dont think he gets sick a lot. which is surprising considering i doubt he takes care of himself well. i just dont think he��s a sickly person? cleanliness is at the very least something he maintains. and idk i just cannot for the life of me picture that man congested.

i could see him getting sick frequently as a child. his meager diet and constant injuries probably leaves him susceptible to lots of illnesses. i imagine he ran a fever a lot. i still havent landed on a solid hc for the level of appearances his father would bother to maintain, but if he didn’t care as much then i doubt the kitchen would be well stocked. the malnutrition and the poor condition of whatever food is in the house would probably lead to stomach bugs and things like that.

so he likely built up a strong immune system during his childhood, and increased his tolerance for dealing with various symptoms. he’s probably perfectly capable of coming to work with a fever or some other problem—this is a guy who wasn’t about to share whatever pain he felt from his internal bleeding until he passed out. he’s very adept at hiding whatever weaknesses he’s experiencing.

the spiral: how strong is your character’s grip on reality? are they quick to believe what others tell them? what is the cruelest lie they have ever believed?

hmm now that certainly depends on what you mean as reality. i think that out of everyone in the team (except maybe emily), he’s the most pragmatic. no matter what emotional state he’s in or painful memories he’s recalling or the depths of his self hatred, he’s still always going to have a foot in reality. he’s too logical to be pried too far from the actual situation at hand.

he’s too skeptical to believe a lie easily and too analytical to be properly manipulated. even in his encounter with scratch, despite the drugs and lewis’s best attempts to draw out the darkest parts of him, hotch was still able to discern delusions from reality. he’s maintained an insane amount of self control through extreme discipline, and that mental strength isnt something that would falter.

i think his adherence to objectivity falters when it comes to criticisms. i dunno if this qualifies as a “lie” per say but every cruel statement thrown at him in anger, true or not, will burrow into his chest and weigh heavy on his mind. even if he knows that the person was trying to be hurtful, he still believes it—it must be true to some extent, right? but i only think it’s because it’s something he already believes. his self loathing makes him particularly susceptible to admonishments from others.

the end: is your character afraid of dying? what death would they choose for themself? what death scares them the most?

hotch!!! my suicidal king!!!! ok i jest but in all fairness.. i think his relationship with death is complicated and definitely something that’s fluctuated over the years. he definitely plays fast and loose with his life more than he’d allow from any one else on the team (they are very aware of his hypocrisy and very annoyed with him about it). but i think that’s more about wanting to die right than wanting to die at all. “he wanted his death to mean something.” if he dies in his line of work, it’s probably by protecting someone or by stopping someone who would hurt others. thats the proper way to die for him, he thinks.

but i think just because he thinks he deserves death doesn’t mean he isn’t afraid of it. part of it is the existential fear all mortals share, but i think another big aspect is that he’ll die before he has a chance to justify his existence. he has this belief that his life is such a waste that he has to constantly make up for it by providing for others or doing good in the world. its a dream that he’ll one day do enough that it will all cancel out and he can just be a regular person—but the cruel joke is that no matter how much he does, he’ll never believe he’s reached that point. every mistake or harmful act is amplified exponentially compared to whatever victories he’s already diminished the value of.

send character asks!

[pukanavis]

Bug♡Buzz♡Dreamy Alice Fantasia Pt 3 - White Rabbit In Wonderland!?

Lim: Alice In Wonderland by Lewis Carrol.

It’s a story that begins with a little girl named Alice who happens upon a white rabbit holding a pocket watch.

“I’m late, I’m late,” the rabbit frets. As Alice follows after him, she falls into a hole and finds herself lost in a mysterious land.

♡　♡　♡

Alice: Let’s try going this way! C’mon, quickly, quickly!

Lim: H-Hyd…don’t tug me along like that…!

Alice: How many times do I have to tell you? I’m Alice! Not Hyd!

Lim: Ah, sorry, um, Alice…ah, would you mind waiting a moment…?

Alice: What is it? Weren't you the one complaining that you were late? You really are a strange guy.

Lim: It’ll only take a second…let’s see…I have to pull up the Dream Deck control window…

System Voice: 【Control window open】

Lim: It worked…next, I’ll have a look at the data for the dream I’m in now…

System Voice: The current base in use is the Alice In Wonderland preset.

Lim: Just as I thought…did I pick the wrong setting at the start…?

Alice: ?

Lim: Alice is Hyd…it looks like it built up a dream using my memory data, but…

I-I want to wake up again. I’ll go to the system menu and activate a dream shutdown…

—Huh…huhhh? T-There’s no quit button…!

Alice: Hm? What’s up? Are you having some trouble?

Lim: D-Don’t tell me it’s a bug? W-W-W-What do I do…? F-Fuee…

Alice: It’s alright!

Lim: Huh…?

Alice: I don’t really get what’s going on but you’ve got me by your side so everything is A-OK! You can rest easy!

Lim: Hy— ah, I mean, Alice…

Alice: We’ll make it through this! I’ll be right here to protect you so there’s nothing to be afraid of, okay?

Lim: Ah…

���Y-Yeah. Thank you…

Alice: Hehe! —Alright, now that that’s sorted, let’s get going!

Lim: Huh? “Get going” ? Where…?

Alice: Isn’t it obvious!? We’ve got an adventure ahead of us!!

I wonder what’s in store for us!? Ahh, I can’t wait to find out! Lead the way, White Rabbit!!

Lim: Ah, w-wait…! Ahhhh….!

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[ducktales-wco-oo]

"Y'know," Carroll said, glancing at Jayden for just a second before fixing his gaze on the grassy ground again, "I had a really good time with you tonight. Catching fireflies, and making you eat that marshmallow I burned, and all that. And, uh, there's this Lewis Carroll quote. Y'know, the guy I was named after? 'We only regret the chances we didn’t take, the relationships we were afraid to have, and the decisions we waited too long to make.' Which maybe sounds kinda dumb, but.. can I kiss you?"

- ✩ { @calvinsmuses } ✩

{ ☆ } Jayden can’t recall having a better time than tonight. But he doubts it’ll hold onto the claim of ‘best day/night of his entire life’ for long because Carroll has managed to blow that title out of the water time and time again. Every time they hang out, be it an eventful night like this one filled with bugs and marshmallows and laughter so loud that all of Duckburg should be grateful they are camping, or a smaller one of homework and Jayden continuously distracting them from it... Jayden loves it. Loves it nearly as much as the boy beside them.

Carroll is brave, and clever, and kind, and creative, and everything else that Jayden values in a person... and surprising. Very, very surprising at times. As Jayden would yet again be reminded of.

Jayden spares Carroll a glance when he looks over, but gaze is quick to refocus on the fireflies buzzing around them— enjoying their newfound freedom since being released from the boys’ glass jars —as soon as Carroll looks away. Leisurely poking at them with a finger even though he doesn’t expect to touch any, much like a cat batting at a bright dot, Jayden hums in agreement. Offering a soft,  ❝  Me too, dude...  ❞  when Carroll mentions that he had a good time. Heart swells with pride at that fact, Jayden’s smile growing a bit giddier against his will and he shoves down the warmth blossoming in his chest and pooling in his cheeks.

Keep it together. Don’t make this weird... Although he can’t stifle the light snicker at the memory of eating that blackened marshmallow on a dare, choking it down to preserve his pride. Honestly, it hadn’t been the worst thing in the world... a marshmallow couldn’t be, no matter how horrendously it was burned. But it definitely hadn’t been in his top ten.

Humming once more to show they’re paying attention— as if he DOESN’T know Lewis Carroll, Jayden knows more about that guy than they do most people, living or dead —brow furrows slightly with curiosity as they look at Carroll, studying him to see what brought up this unprompted quote. Not that they don’t adore how Carroll can recall them; Hell, they’re often playfully demanding quotes from the literature-loving boy. It’s just clear that something spurred this one... and once it’s known, Jayden swears the world grows still.

Eyes wide and feathers immediately fluffing to impossible size, all Jayden can do is blink dumbly for a bit as their mind tries to process what is happening. They can scarcely hear anything over the pounding of their heart, it seeming to echo Carroll’s request with every passing second. ‘Can he kiss you? Can he kiss you? Can he kiss you?’ ... Not that Jayden has never thought of the possibility, just- in passing. In dreams. In fantasies that they never dared think held any water. They have to give Carroll some credit for being brave enough to voice it.

Swallowing thickly, Jayden’s gaze flits to Carroll’s mouth, faintly wondering if his lips taste still like marshmallows. Or maybe their’s does... That’d be nice. Of course, any kiss from Carroll would be nice, regardless of what it’s like. How do kisses go anyway? Do you just- press your lips together and hope the other person enjoys it? Is it like in the movies, with time standing still and fireworks going off and everything making SENSE for a moment... or is that all exaggerated bullshit? Somehow, Jayden finds themself feeling a little more optimistic than they usually would. Deciding to put faith that out of everything they’ve been lied to about, that’s not one of them. That this kiss will be life-changing... 

Whether that’s good or bad, they have yet to find out. 

❝  Sure...  ❞

Swallowing thickly, Jayden emits a nervous laugh, shrugging and glancing away as he continues,  ❝  I’ve never actually kissed anyone before... but heh- I mean... If I’m gonna share that with someone, I’d like it to be you.  ❞  Hoping that doesn’t sound too sentimental when it comes to two friends sharing a kiss- ... Is that even a thing? Why does Carroll want to do this anyway? Should Jayden be reading more into this? Jayden coughs into a closed fist, gaze downward and cheeks aflame,  ❝  Soooooooo.... How uh- How do we do this anyway? Do you lean in or should I or are we meeting this halfway-?  ❞   

Glancing over at Carroll despite how difficult it is, he prays that his face isn’t as flushed as it feels as he tries to ease the tension,  ❝  Heh- They don’t really show this part in the movies and shit, huh? Usually people just kinda... get at it...  ❞  { ☆ }

[ashsblurbs]

Lets dig deeper into the winterwidow kids

*I have more head cannons just let me know which kid you want to know more about* 

Alexander Allen Barnes

·       Born April 24 and is 24

·       Natasha and Bucky loved the idea that all of their children names to be Russian origin. One because that is where Nat is from and because that was where they met. No matter what horrible stuff they went through in that country it still brought them together.

·       He is the oldest of the Barnes bunch. Him and his siblings were raised in a normal household. They didn’t know their parents or extended family were avengers or assassins until their youngest sister was kidnapped by hydra and brainwashed to be the next winter solider like their father was so many years ago.

·       He is gay and still looking for the right one. He struggles to find love when you compare every relationship to your parents. Nothing could ever compare to their love story.

·       He went to University of Maryland and went on to study gamma radiation. His biggest role model was his uncle Bruce.

·       He’s blind as a bat and can’t see without his glasses.

·       His first language is Russian like the rest of the siblings.

·       They grew up in Brooklyn.

·       He’s quiet and analytical. Ivan makes fun of him all the time for having his nose in a book all of the time.

·       His best friend is Theo Thorson. He is secretly in love with him.

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Katina Elizabeth Barnes

·       She was born December 16th and is 22

·       Her personality can turn most people away. Some would say she was scary and very intimidating, but she would say she knew what she wanted and how to get it.

·       She was popular in school but in away that Kat didn’t realize she was. She did her own thing and change as quickly as the seasons. She would just get bored easily. Maybe that was her mother coming out of her.

·       Her nickname is Kat.

·       She is a skill martial artist and is a black belt.

·       She enjoys writing and even had some of her poems published.

·       After she found out her parents were the Black Widow and Winter solider, she started her training to become the next Black widow. Her parents were skeptical at first since they both knew the horrors could insure through the role.

·       Her and James teamed up together as the new gen Cap and Black widow.

·       She’s stubborn and so is James which leave them to fight a lot but them make a great team.

·       She pierced her own ears at six.

·       She’s single as well and not looking. She likes being independent but that hasn’t stopped the boys from drooling all over her.

·       She also took some courses at NYU but got bored. She was already a published writer what was a college going to teach her.  

Ivan Lewis Barnes

·       Born May 1 and is 20 years old

·       Ivan is the sweetest and sensitive man you will ever meet. He will cry at a hallmark commercial.

·       He loves animals and is studying to be a vet at NYU. Right now, he put his studies on hold until they bring his baby sister home. 

·       He is in love with Brooklyn Rogers-Stark. He really wants to marry her and even has a ring picked out, but he does realize they are still young. He’s going to wait a few years before he does.

·       He adores his Uncle Steve but the day he found out Ivan was dating his little girl he almost killed him, figuratively. Now Steve supports their relationship and loves him like a son.

·       He has no desire to go out into the field like his siblings did. He’s just here to be moral support.

·       Him and his dad is super close. They do everything together. So, does him and his uncle Sam. The three of them will go on all kinds of adventures. They often find themselves at baseball games.

·       He also is a partier. Sometimes he can be kind of like a frat boy but not in the bad way.

·       He’s basically the perfect guy.

·       He is dyslexic. He’s very smart; it just takes him sometime to put all of the pieces together.

Anastasia Maria Barnes

·       Born September 15 and is 14

·       She is the youngest of the Barnes group.

·       She was a wonderful surprise for the group. Natasha and Bucky thought they were done since Ivan was 5, Kat was 7 and Alexander was 9. They were long done with the whole baby thing.

·       She was energetic and loved doing ballet.

·       Kat would do make overs on her all the time. They were each other’s best friend. She was the only one that brought Kat’s loving side out.

·       She loved to build all kinds of things. She would bug her uncle Tony to let her join him in the lab, but Nat and Bucky said no. Didn’t want her seeing the Iron Man suit so instead Tony would come to them. He didn’t mind since most of the time his own daughter was over there too.

·       When she was twelve, she was taken by Hydra agents and brainwashed. They put her through the same training as her dad once was to turn her into the new Winter solider.

·       Her family only came in contact with her once in the last two years. Before they were able to bring her home, she vanished.

·       She was not the same girl that was taken from them, Nat and Bucky knew that, but they didn’t know how much it would hurt. Seeing the blankness in their little girl’s eyes and knowing that no matter what they did, they couldn’t protect her.

·       Her favorite color is blue and often painted her nails that color.

·       She was afraid of heights.

·       Her nickname is Ana

[bwoahtastic]

Esteban's first fight with Lewis and he phones uncle Toto? Because he thinks he's been bugging Seb and Lance too much recently so waits out on the curb for Toto to pull up and Toto makes him tell Lewis where he's going first before taking him for a sleepover with Jack and then takes Esteban and Lewis out for breakfast the next day to smooth things over

Esteban and Lewis arguing over something silly but it leaves Esteban shaking... he leaves and sits on the porch calling Uncle Toto because he has been over at Seb's house so much he is afraid of being a burden.

Toto driving over and seeing Esteban sniffling on the porch and he gently hugs Esteban and tells him he can come stay over, but he needs to tell Lewis and grab his bag first.

Esteban telling Lewis without looking him in thr eye snd grabbing his bag without waiting for Lewis to speak.

And it's nice being away to calm down and Toto let's him sleep snuggled up to him but it'd awkward when they go for breakfast the day after. Esteban doesn't know what to do because they never argued before and is shocked when Lewis apologises. Esteban apologising too and then just burdting out in tears because he thought Lewis would not want him back now. Toto just quietly ordering more waffles and hot chocolate as Lewis just hugs his tall bean pup and tells him he loves him so much!

[hanmegumi]

Your OCs are cool! Can you tell us more about them?

Ahhh thank you so much!! 🥺🥰 Sure!!

I'll offer: their fears >:)

Attis is afraid of heights, needles, darkness, and has a severe case of stage-fright, so she doesnt like audiences

Jasper fears speed, car crashes, and he is afraid of those who he cares about getting badly hurt or gone --- which makes him selfish and, to avoid that happening, he would do some things...

Lewys's fears are authority figures, thanks to his dad who is his villain. Hes also afraid of the dark, thunders, and things he doesnt understand

Willow is afraid of being a burden to people :cc, blood and bones (basically any wound), being insignificant or not remembered, and the night, because its when she overthinks :cc

Parkwell fears tiny bugs, closed-in spaces and, since he is the closest to a hero among my oc's, turning evil - something he's prone to do

[rora-s]

The Derivative  Chapter 6: People

Chapter 1 <- Chapter 5 

“Is there a reason you’re eating your lunch in the hallway?” I looked up at Mrs. Clive who had her arms crossed and an eyebrow raised. 

“Ms. Rampart kicked me out of the library” I replied, turning back to my book. 

“And the cafeteria?” Clive pressed. 

“Is full of annoyances known as people” I explained. 

“You know if you interacted with them you might find that people aren’t as annoying as you might think” the woman suggested. 

“I find that highly unlikely,” I muttered. 

Clive made a humming noise of acknowledgement. “Your father called said you need to take the bus to your grandfather’s house” 

“Great another case” I grumbled. 

The bell rang. I packed my book into my backpack as kids started filing into the hallway. “Have a good day today Abby” 

“You too teach” I replied to Clive grabbing my tray of food and backpack heading toward the cafeteria. 

I made it around the corner before my foot hit something. In the next second I was hitting the ground, my tray flinging from my hand and clattering on the tile a foot away. “Better watch where you’re going street rat” the girl who had tripped me called giggling with her friends as they headed down the hallway. 

“Street rat? What are we in Aladdin?” I muttered getting to my knees and gathering what had spilled from my tray. 

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I climbed off the bus in front of my grandfather’s house with my nose in a book. “Hey you must be Abby right?” 

My head shot up and I turned to see a woman sitting in a car in front of the house smiling at me. “Uh yeah who are you?” I asked suspiciously. 

“I’m Amita. Charlie’s my thesis advisor” she explained extending a hand and setting down her own book. “I’m just waiting on him” 

I shook her hand as realization dawned on me “yeah I’ve heard of you” 

She nodded “you’re reading C.S. Lewis’s Narnia” she observed. 

I held up the brick of a book in my hand “yeah I found this copy that has all the books in one in the library and couldn’t resist” I explained. “I’m already on A Horse and His Boy” 

“I only read The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe. I was curious after watching the movie” Amita explained. 

I smiled “yeah I loved the movie. The effects were great, especially the detail they put into making Aslan seem real. Plus the child actors were great and they stuck pretty close to the book for an adaptation” 

“Definitely” Amita agreed. “Are you a movie fan?” 

“Uh yeah” I nodded and opened my mouth to talk more when I saw Amita’s eyes shift to look behind me. 

“Hello Mr. Eppes” she called. I turned to see my grandfather walking across the front of the house. 

“Oh hi” he greeted, seeming caught off guard. 

“Nice to see you” Amita smiled. 

“Nice to see you again,” he agreed, hurrying to the door. 

I looked between Amita and the door “I should get inside I have homework” 

“Alright, it was nice talking to you” Amita smiled. 

“Uh yeah you too” I agreed and hurried up the steps to the front door following my grandfather inside. 

Charlie was there sitting at the coffee table. “...so I could check this text on encryption and code breaking” he was in the middle of telling Alan. 

“Uh, and you left her waiting in the car?” the elderly man questioned making Charlie look out the window at the woman. I looked between them briefly before going to sit in a chair on the other side of the room. “No, no this is not the way we treat people, Charlie.” Alan instructed his son as I tried to focus back on my book “you bring her inside, you at least offer her something to drink. You know, like an adult.” 

“We just stopped by for a second,” Charlie objected. 

“You came in fifteen minutes ago Charlie” Alan informed. “Meanwhile she’s just sitting in that car out there.” 

“Well, I just got caught up in something.” Charlie defended gathering his things. 

“Yeah, I know, I know” 

“I don’t see what the big deal is.” 

“That’s exactly what I’m talking about,” Alan explained. 

“What?” Charlie murmured confused. 

“She likes you, you know?” Alan declared. That made Charlie freeze in his shuffling of papers and I peaked over the back of the chair I was sitting sideways in to watch them. “Aren’t you ever going to do something about that?” 

Charlie looked out the window at the woman and then at his father who turned to walk away. His face was something like sad and scared at the same time. Alan sighed and came over to where I was. 

“I hope you’re better with people than that,” he told me. 

“I wouldn’t bet on it Gramps” I replied, turning the page of my book. 

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“I know my due date,” David objected. 

“I’m sorry” Charlie replied. 

“They trying to show me up, man,” the agent chuckled. 

“No man” Don muttered. 

“I apologize,” Charlie repeated. 

“Okay, all right.” Terry nodded. 

“Here you go” Alan declared, setting a platter down in the middle of the table. Don and I both reached for the food first. 

“Excellent dad” Don smiled as we all gave Alan our thanks as he retreated back toward the kitchen. 

“No no no I was a  good student. No, I just couldn’t get into math.” Terry explained to the group “Couldn’t see how it could relate to the real world” Both me and Uncle C froze giving Terry a look. Charlie sat down his beer as David chuckled and Don sighed. I grabbed another piece of bread “what? What did I say?” the agent inquired. 

“I think you’re about to find out,” David informed her. 

“Oh you guys are on your own.” Don said getting up and tapping me on the shoulder telling me to follow him. “Good luck” 

Charlie began to explain to the agents how math was everywhere in the world as I followed Don toward the kitchen. “Did you really almost get blown up today?” I asked. 

“Yeah kinda almost did” Don sighed “David saved my ass” he gestured back to his agent. 

“You remember the promise you made me right?” I asked “about always fighting to stay alive” 

“Trust me kid I remember and I’m still holding to it alright” he reassured me and I nodded. “Listen I talked to that teacher of yours on the phone Mrs. Clive. She’s worried about you says your eating lunch in the hallway instead of the cafeteria” 

“A lot of kids don’t eat in the cafeteria,” I pointed out. 

“Do they also eat alone in the hallway?” he inquired. I shrugged in reply “yeah that’s what I thought. Listen Abby you can’t be afraid to make friends. I mean Charlie was in high school with a bunch of kids older than him and he still had friends I think you can manage it”

“Yeah but people like Charlie” I muttered. 

“People will like you too. I'm sure you just need to find the right people,” he advised me. “Here how about we make a deal. You sit in the cafeteria for a while, try it out. Now I’m not saying go up and talk to people but just be around them, see if anyone comes to you. Give it lets say a month no friends made you go back to sitting in the hallway” 

I gave him a look and thought about before letting off a breath “fine deal but if nothing happens you have to promise not to bug me about it again and take me to get ice cream” 

Don scoffed at my terms but nodded “deal” He turned to talk to Alan as Amita came out of the kitchen with the silverware for the table. 

“Here let me help” I offered and she handed over half the utensils. 

“Thanks” she smiled. “How’s Narnia coming?” 

“Good” I replied “I’m already on the next book in the series” 

“Wow you read fast” she commented. 

“Uh yeah it’s kind of a gift I have” I explained. 

“Charlie mentioned that” Amita agreed. “I think it’s really cool” 

“Yeah well you’d be in the minority” I scoffed. 

“Uh yeah let me guess school nerd girl?” she asked with a knowing look. 

“It’s either that or the street rat,” I explained. 

“High school girls are mean” Amita stated “I hated it. I feel bad for you but I’d take solace in the fact that you’re smarter than they are and one day what they call you will be more like a badge of honor than an insult” 

I chuckled “badge of honor really?” 

“Oh definitely” she nodded and gave me a double take “oh wow is that a Captain America shirt?” 

I looked down at my t-shirt before turning back to the college student “yeah he’s one of my favorites though Batman’s top of the list superhero wise. Each the respective favorites for me in their universes” 

“I always favored Marvel over DC, it seemed more colorful,” she pointed out. 

“Yeah but DC was angsty” I joked. We shared a laugh. “I wish there were people like you in school then I wouldn’t be so against making friends.” 

Amita scoffed “I’m sure there are you just got to find them. Plus in the meantime we could be friends” 

I looked up at her surprised “really? You want to be friends with a sassy high school genius?” 

“Are you kidding sassy highschool geniuses make the best friends” Amita stated and we laughed again. Maybe Clive was right, people weren’t as annoying as I assumed. 

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