#bug man brainrot is real now...

[conmenn]

bug date!! it's a choose your own adventure if that whole bouquet is JUST joltiks or also flowers

[ryusuisloveinterest]

hey girl!! it's been a while,

I've been having massive stanley brainrot, so may I request Stanley x Reader where reader is one of the scientists in the DARPA expo and was also one of the ones who revived by themselves. Reader and Xeno are like close colleagues and Stanley falls for reader??

Also, how do u feel abt dr stone season 4 coming out next year?! I'm sooo excited honestly!!

I’m so this took so long!!!! I’m loving season 4 so far and Stanley is cooking every time he’s on screen😩 I hope you like it and thank you for your patience bestie💕💕💕💕

Stanley x DARPA scientist reader💝

You’ve worked with Xeno countless times, on different assignments, experiments, and whatever else people at NASA do

Though it still took awhile for you to meet Stanley

I believe Xeno would keep his personal life to himself, keeping the line between his life and work very bolded

But one day he invited you to his house to work on some thing together or because he’s let you cross that line 

You both chat for a while with some tea and treats when some grumpyass soldier barges through the front door 

“Guess what they’re doin now Xeno??? They’re cutting down spending for my branch!! Not only that but my men are leaving left and right! That’s some utter bull-“ 

Stanley pauses when he sees you, his eyes in complete awe at the sight of you 

“Oh um pardon me…” he reaches his hand out for a handshake, “Lieutenant Stanley Snyder, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I apologize for that outburst.”

You giggle and introduce yourself as well, “it’s ok Lieutenant Snyder, the government doesn’t treat us that nicely at NASA either”

“Please, just call me Stanley”

Xeno gets the vibe REAL QUICK

He’ll quickly say something like, “oh I need to use the restroom,” or “I’ll go prepare more tea” and just leaves you with Stanley 

After that you’ll see Stanley appear around the office more and more

“Oh sorry y/n I didn’t mean to bug you. Xeno’s office is right around the corner so I thought I’d come say hi”

Xeno’s office is halfway across the building💀

That brings us to the DARPA meeting

Everyone’s discussing the birds and stone and idk what else they talked about lol

But a small break is held

Stanley gives you a drink while you two talk about random things

“Say y/n, maybe after all this shit is over, me and you can go have a little drink together, my treat. What do you think?”

“You better be the one paying, since you’re asking me out~”

A smile breaks out of the soldier

BUT THEN A MYSTERIOUS BIG GREEN LIGHT POPS OUT OF NOWHERE AND EVERYONE GETS TURNED TO STONE😛

3700 years pass when you’re randomly awakened 

You walk around and immediately get a gun to your back

Without fear, you giggle and say, “is this your idea of a first date Stanley?”

His cool helmet falls off and you see the man you’ve waited 3700 years for

He kisses your forehead

“I’ll be sure to make it up to you with much better dates doll~”

You two waste no time in starting to date

Ofc Xeno still need a help working to rebuild, so during the day everyone focuses on working and rebuilding the modern world 

But as soon as the day’s over or works all done, yours his and his ONLY

Like I’m talking bodies constantly touching (whether it’s hand holding, sitting on his lap, cuddling, other things👀)

Always talking to each other, whether it’s deep or not is up to you two

Tries to take you on whatever dates you can in the stone world (dinners, stargazing, crafts, etc.)

While he might cut Xeno off on some of his science rants, but he’d never do that to you 

“Sorry if I’m talking a lot Stanley, I’ll stop it you-“

“No I like your voice, way better than Xeno’s.”

Overall 1000/10 would recommend 

[lynn-tged-posting]

tged webtoon ep 155 spoilers n thoughts below cut etc u know the drill

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bug when u lift a rock

i love when he has lil soft smileys like this theyre his best look heehee

THIS IS WHAT MY BRAIN WAS MELTING OVER EARLIER TODAY BTW. IM GOING INSANE

THIS HAD ME SHIVERING . TREMBLING LIKE A WET CAT. "when someone really misses another person... they might meet again here." GHH . HGGGGG AAAAAHHH

ok sorry uh. i dont have much insight this time around im just going insane over it,,, a place that represents happy memories and promises to stay together and yet suho has returned here, unable to hold onto both without the ache of loss bc his parents r gone AAAGGHHHG AA

how cruel how cruel how cruel,,, cruel reminders of what he can never return to,,, WHICH MAKES HIM SAYING "i already met my family." SOOO HEARTACHE TO ME

ok sorry im jumping ahead a bit but yeah suho feeling at home as a frontera and moving forward, beyond the memories and the past,,, im gonna THROW UP what the FUCK

ok bouncing back to some sillies this ep LOL

A MAN ON A FUCKING MISSION 😭 LLOYD U MONSTER HAHAA javier being happy that lloyds back to his motivated self tho makes me so happy WEEHEEHEE

ALSO JAVIER IMMEDIATELY BECOMING SOCMED FAMOUS IS SO FUNNY HAHAHAHA honestly the ppl who r taking pics. so real. me too. i can only imagine how insanely pretty javier would b if he was in our world,,, his protagonist-level good looks are dimensional constants .

i am a little bit confused as to why javier said this considering he was so ready to bring lloyd back at all costs when they first got here? mmm maybe his worries were quelled when they were taking the mountain trail to the tower? im not quite sure,,, maybe i missed smth

ALSO HIS FRIEND OMGGG

IM SO GLAD WE GOT TO SEE HIM AGAIN hes working construction now too!!! wahoo!!! hes still got that face tho lol

OH OH AND THE COP CHASE RIGHT

javier folding the clothes is so silly hes such a good lil guy 😭 vs lloyd just leaving them scattered LMAOOO it was nice of them to leave a note n the gold for the cop guys tho!!

i also liked that the cops kept fucking posing thru out the whole ep HAHAHA ive never seen jjba but its like jjba level posing theyre so silly

AND FINALLY YAA THEY GOT ALL THE MATERIALS SECURED

i rlly liked javiers lil "!!" at the bottom here HEHEHE

so so happy they got the stuff!!!! restoration of fate can SUCK AN EGG THEYRE GONNA BEAT IT!!!! hopefully

afaik theres no telling what the jewel of truth is gonna actually say abt fighting fate,,, or whether or not the jewel will give the answer that easily,,, hopefully it goes smoothly lloyd deserves a break atp 😭😭😭

also how r they gonna put the thing together havent they been flying over the ocean w draggy recently . werent the mermaids tryna figure out who was commanding draggy so that they could sic em for opening that portal to hell 😭 WILL THAT B A PROBLEM? (dont actually answer that)

man oh man milestone achieved but still so much to do for these guys,,,, i wanna put them in a box and contain them and let them have a break they deserve it

ok thats it for now,,, if i start brainrotting again ill prolly post abt it here or on twitter,,, see yall next week!!!!

[laitbanane]

Moon bullets straight to your heart. (Moon Knight x COD au / GHOSTSOAP)

Continuation of a head canon I wrote a week ago, the brainrot is unstoppable, I'm afraid.

TW: gaslighting, angst, mention of poor mental health, use of simon and ghost.

Simon had a hard time balancing his new lives. Being a lieutenant in the Task Force 141 and becoming an Egyptian's god avatar were surprisingly not compatible. When Khonshu wanted something from him, big or small, he had to immediately end whatever he was doing and it started to put his colleagues' lives in jeopardy. Especially Soap.

Ghost was starting to see through the diety, Khonshu had let it slip that's first choice was Johnny, which made the masked soldier's blood boil with anger and protectiveness. Was it all a tactic to make him behave ? Surely Khonshu could see through him, hell even read his mind and see his feelings towards his sergeant. To use such a vulnerability was really in character for such a childish vengeance-fulled god.

So he cornered the bird one day. Well, he happened to be alone in the rec room at an ungodly hour of the night so he started yelling insults to provoke his persecutor.

"Listen you old geezer, You seem to think that you can control me by threatening to hurt Johnny. There's one thing you don't know mate, I've been controlling you for my own benefits for a while."

A gust of wind made Khonshu's presence known to the lieutenant and Ghost turned on his heels to face the subject of his anger.

" You think you control a god, bug."

" You think you have it all under control Khonshu, that you have me tucked under your rotten wing."

The cupboard started to shake along with the vibrations caused by the deep laughter Khonshu allowed his hollow throat to give.

" I advise you to how more respect to a god, Simon Riley."

It was Ghost's turn to laugh, a laugh that could rival the god's. A laugh filled with sarcasm and disgust, one that expressed his current feeling with the precision he had when he handled a sniper rifle.

"What will you do if I misbehave ? Take back your powers ? Fine, go ahead. I'll be the same damn killing machine without your constant nagging in my fucking ears you bastard."

A staring contest ensued, no one daring to speak. Only frowning faces and eyes meeting hollow cavities.

"I have no feelings, romantic or whatever the hell you may think towards John MacTavish. He's just a subordinate, an annoyin' and clingy one. You need to find better leverage if you ever want me to listen like a good robot. I am not your past puppets. "

A gasp, then the sound of a cup exploding on the tiles near the entrance made Simon's head wipe toward the now opened door of the rec room. Soap, Johnny was standing mouth open in shock, his hands still in the shape of the cup he was holding mere seconds ago.

"Johnny-"

"Simon what the fuck is happening here, who the fucking hell are you talkin' to?"

Ghost marched quickly towards Soap but the sergeant made two steps back for every one Ghost made.

"Soap, please, I can explain."

"Explain what ? That you fucking fooled me into thinking we were close ? That you missed your psych eval again ? When did you start talking to things that aren't even real Si' ?"

Right, he can't see Khonshu. He just heard him said a bunch of bullshit about how he didn't care about him and how he was annoying. Fucking hell.

"Do not talk- I don't want to hear any of whatever you might say to convince me you're not going bonkers. I'm telling Price in the morning. You're fucked up mate."

With that, Soap left hurriedly. Simon sighed, hands on his chest. An anxiety attack, fucking perfect.

He would get discharged and Khonshu could have him as his slave. Speaking of, the god was above Simon's now kneeling figure, smiling.

He was getting what he wanted. A broken shell of a man, a perfect little ghost.

[obae-me]

Not the same anon but man that ask about a scenario with Siren!Lucifer got me thinking…

Okay so, I haven’t played either of the obey me games in a while but if I remember correctly one strange canon thing about the MC is that they’re somehow immune to Asmo’s whole hypnotism thing right? In turn that leads me to believe that the MC is immune to/highly resistant to any hypnotism like magic in general… with that in mind, what if we applied that to the Siren!Lucifer idea?

Like somehow MC is entirely immune to the effects of a siren song, so imagine Lucifer in the sea doing his sireny song things when suddenly he hears a voice behind him compliment his voice or something like that and he quickly turns around to see the MC looking at him in a polite fascination and Lucifer just kinda pauses cause now he’s too caught off guard wondering why the hell has this human not immediately nosedived into the ocean to drown themselves for him yet???

Dude’s like “I’m trying to eat you now get in the water or so help me-”

Guys, please! Please, you can't do this to me! The brainrot is sinking in! Anytime I see mermaid art of the brothers, I already go absolutely feral, and this is not helping!

In all seriousness though, I adore this...

Just a cocky siren, who's known for sinking entire ships, making sailors and soldiers and soercerers all jump into his waters just from hearing his voice. His scales are beautiful, his songs are beautiful, and he is breathtaking- quite literally in most senses.

Until he happens to hear a voice coming from a rock jutting out from the surface of the water away from the shore. They manage to actually look at him, staring into his eyes and taking note of all his features as water drips down his face. They resist his song... He is Lucifer. No one has ever been able to just... sit and stare at him.

And so it bugs him. His Pride is damaged. So every. Single. Day. He comes back to that rock. And every single day, they're there, actually striking up a conversation this time.

He suddenly forms a plan, if magic isn't working, he'll seduce them into the water the old fashioned way.

Only, it backfires, and in his attempt to fake affection, he finds that it slowly turns real.

[ambersky0319]

23 & 24?

23. First series you remember falling in love with?

The Magic Treehouse books. I was not a fan of reading as a kid, but thess books man. These books had me in a chokehold from like first grade to third. I discovered one day in middle school after not even thinking about them that one of my then best friends had also read and loved the books, and I tried reading them again (time constraints and wof brainrot stopped me though). I dunno when I will return to this series, but I think imma try slowly collecting the books over time. Bc I am nothing if not a nostalgia gremlin, and also, I just think it'd be fun!

24. Do you collect anything? Why do you collect it? What have you collected in the past?

I think it's pretty self-explanatory what I collect if ya look at this picture of my bed

But for real, I collect plushies/stuffed animals whatever you wanna call them. This is actually a small amount, behind the ones seen there are dozens more of smaller plushies. And in my garage there are two trash bags full of plushies that I need to figure out how to properly wash, because I discovered they had this weird red matting when I found out I had bed bugs.

Why do I collect them? Because I love soft things and have decided to utterly indulge the desire to be surrounded by soft things. Plushies have also just... always been something I loved having. When I lived with my parents, I think I had double (if not more) the amount of plushies I currently own, but that I (for some reason that I do not remember) did not take with me when moving to my grandparents'. I used to have a massive orca plushie and a smaller one. I had a Bolt plushie. A lot of dog plushies actually. Lots of beanie babies. I miss them a lot sometimes

And something that I collected in the past (well. I kind of collected. This was more something thrust onto me that I never got rid of) was dolls! Not like, barbie dolls (of which I actually don't think I owned many of?) but mostly porcelain dolls. I think my grandpa when I was a baby started a tradition of getting me dolls for birthdays and christmas - and they were all dolls that had blonde hair and blue eyes (like I did most of my youth). I have some fun stories about the dolls. Most people were freaked out by them. I'm not big on horror in general but maybe I should give some doll-themed ones a watch, I feel like I'd be desensitized to the creepiness since I grew up with practically an army of dolls staring down at me every night 😅

I actually had a lot of collections years back (or even now) that I... didn't quite think about until this moment ^^"

Thanks for the ask!!!

[payattentiontothescreen]

Bridgerton Rewatch S1E1 - Diamond of the First Water (Part 1)

In the lead-up to Bridgerton season 3, I decided to do a rewatch so here I go.

I think it’s interesting to pay attention to the different positions and ranks of the families in the show so I just assumed for a while that Lord Featherington was just sort of a generic lord. Did not occur to me for a second that he held the title of a barony. I know it’s the lowest level of British peerage but it still seems too high, especially with the Bridgertons being one rank above them.

I will always find it charming that there are hyacinths decorating the outside of the Bridgerton house.

Speaking of Hyacinth, she and Gregory are SO TINY in the first season. Mini little babies, they are so cute.

I have a theory about Eloise but I can’t confirm it until I finish the rewatch so for now I’ll just say that she is an impatient queen.

People mostly talk about Violet and Anthony’s relationship as it pertains to the second season but it’s clear from the jump that Violet has very little, if any, respect for Anthony. Like, I get it but damn.

The Featherington girls debuting together doesn’t make sense to me. Penelope’s the youngest at 17, which is a normal age for a debutante. But Prudence is 21 and Philippa is 19. Why was it so important for all of the girls to debut at the same time? It’s really bugging me.

So I paused when the focus cut back to the Bridgertons while the Featheringtons were being presented and I was not disappointed.

Anthony is trying his damnedest not to laugh, mostly cause he has pity for Pen

Francesca, Gregory, and Hyacinth are all just trying to figure out why Pen, who is the same age as Eloise, is debuting before El.

Eloise feels so much pain and pity for her friend, the face says it all.

And then there’s Colin. This might just be my Polin brainrot but I swear Colin is eyeing Pen up. Like, that man is fully admiring his “best friend.” He’s so in love and he doesn’t even know it, I’ll die.

I think the way this episode is edited is really interesting, especially the debut sequence. What really caught my attention is when we cut back to Hyacinth looking awestruck as Daphne is making her debut. It says so much about their characters and how Hyacinth looks up to Daphne. All that to say, editing is an extremely underappreciated craft, especially in costume dramas and romance.

Knowing that Pen is Lady Whistledown makes a lot of the stuff she says earlier in the show so much harsher. Like, it was completely unnecessary for her to take cheap shots at the Bridgertons for the alphabetical names. IDK, that just made me a bit uncomfortable.

Another LWD thing. I’m not the first one to point this out but I do feel the need to mention that WD is the one to come up with the term “diamond” to refer to the Queen’s favorite debutante. 

Now we get Simon. I love Simon but I noticed something different this watch. I think a part of the reason Simon hates society and doesn’t want to participate in it (other than the whole marriage thing) is that he never got the chance to be a part of it when he was young. Basically, he can’t find anything about society to like because he was never exposed to it.

No real note here. I’m just admiring Lady Danbury. I am a Lady Danbury stan first and a person second.

Throughout this season and for the majority of season 2, Anthony Bridgerton is probably the most inconsiderate character. This isn’t to say that he’s a bad person (he can be) but more to say that he rarely thinks before he speaks.

Moment of silence for VSQ. I have thoughts on the soundtrack to this show but that will have to be another post, I think.

The character designs are fantastic. This is another thing I have thoughts on but will go in another post. I just wanna take the space to compliment the costuming and HMU departments for being able to tell so much story through character design.

This next bullet just says “Anthony, leave her alone.” Which basically sums up the entirety of his and Daphne’s relationship.

I don’t know who holds the singular brain cell in the Bridgerton family but it’s not Anthony, Benedict, Colin, or Daphne.

Watching Colin sneak up to Marina to dance with her during the Danbury ball is always uncomfortable and I couldn’t tell you why.

Tangentially related fun fact, Lord Berbrooke is played by the same actor who played Sarah’s “love interest” in Derry Girls.

So this is a weird one but Colin can partially be blamed for Daphne falling out of favor with the ton. I know this sounds insane, just trust me. The Bridgertons are a very influential family. Their opinion matters a lot, especially at the beginning of the first season. So, where one Bridgerton goes, the men of the Ton will follow. Colin’s infatuation with Marina shifted the spotlight onto her and away from Daphne. This is also compounded by Anthony being an asshole, which I will get to later. But I don’t think Colin’s pursuit of Marina exists in a vacuum, especially at first.

I wrote down “rewatching makes me think less of Pen” but I have no idea what that was in reference to so I’m just gonna shove it on here.

Tumblr is dumb and has character limits so part 2 will be up soon.

[ttngummybear]

I've been meaning to make a tag guide for this blog for a while now! I made one for my horror blog when I made it, so I feel one is overdue here. Under the cut.

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#Ocean yearning: Pretty much anything that has to do with the ocean in general. Also includes creatures who live there.

#River yearning: Like the above tag, but for freshwater environments and creatures. Includes not just the river, but lakes, ponds, etc.

#Heehoo sharks: Sharks, specifically. Posts with this will usually also have the ocean yearning tag.

#Woofs: Posts about wolves, my favorite animal. I will occasionally be very obnoxious about them.

#Werewoof what's a werewoof: Posts about werewolves, rather than regular wolves.

#Untitled bat dream: Posts about bats, and especially ones regarding the titular (untitular?) bat dream itself, and the story I'm writing based on it.

#Warm season horrors: Horror stuff based in spring and summer. It's an aesthetic and season I'm trying to build for myself.

#Mushroom shushroom: Stuff about or prominently depicting mushrooms.

#Bugs: I've decided I should no longer use this tag until further notice. I have removed many, but not all posts related to bugs. I may start posting again in that tag someday, but not now.

#Spoopy 🎃: Halloween stuff. This is used nearly year-round, I apologize.

#Fursuiting 🐺: Posts regarding fursuiting. (I use the regular furry tag for non-suiting furry stuff)

#🌲🌲🌲: Stuff to both mesmerize me and make me laugh while I'm high. This includes text and video posts.

#My art: Pretty standard. Art I've made in various mediums. I sew, sculpt, draw, and write. (Be careful going through this one! I may have trash I forgot about in this tag.)

#Poked mans: Pokèmon content. May change? Pronounced "poke-ed mans" in my brain.

#Yow wow: Posts about my build-a-bear werewolf, Yow. I like taking him and other plushies on adventures!

#Feast 🦃: Posts pertaining to american thanksgiving. This tag won't be used too too much, but I'm making it in case anyone really really doesn't want to see it.

#Jolly 🦌: Posts pertaining to christmas. This one WILL be used a lot.

(Not a tag, but a note: I change my profile pic during tagged seasons yearly! )

#Tech yearning: Me talking/whining about the various electronics I wish I had.

#Kiera Todd: The name of the main character of the story series I'm writing. I also use this name as an alias, because she's based directly on me.

#Healing: Stuff related to a specific magic ability in the universe of my writing. The character above is a Healer, meaning she has this ability. It is healing magic as the name implies, but the way the healing is done is very... Unconventional. I won't spell out exactly how here. That's what my sideblog is for. Also, when referring specifically to this ability and not the concept of healing in general, it's capitalized.

#aita: Sometimes I submit AITA posts to both the real blog and the blorbos one. I'll tag them with this when I reblog them.

#Scrappy puter: A tag specifically for the PC I'm building. Not named after scrappy doo, the name just kinda came to me.

#Bugsnax: I sometimes post about the game bugsnax. Simple as that. (Just kidding I have recurring brainrot about it.)

#Warm season joys: The inverse of warm season horrors. These are good things about when it's warm outside. There is some overlap with the horrors.

#Polls: Sometimes I post polls, they'll go under this tag.

#Game ideas: I want to make a video game someday. This tag will be full of my ideas.

#Scary 🕷️: Scary stuff, or things that startled me. Will likely often be used in conjunction with my "Spoopy 🎃" tag.

#Iris: Posts about my girlfriend.

[hughiecampbelle]

Petals (Roy!Sibling x Connor Roy)

Character/s: Connor, Shiv, Roman, Logan, Willa, Marcia

Word Count: 1,315

Requested: hello! is it okay if i request more roy baby sibling and connor? i’d like to see them asking connor to dance at shiv’s wedding (or maybe even at his wedding?)! thank you :) - anon

Requested: your younger roy sibling hcs have been rotting my brain recently and now im imagining 8 year old them making a drawing for connor's birthday that is them holding hands with big hearts and "wish you were my daddy" written in big kid letters (probably with spelling mistakes) and connor just like. sobbing when he reads it. i feel like hed be such a big father role to a significantly younger sibling (i personally imagine them and roman having a around 10 year gap, so thats probably like ~35 years of different between them and connor). and we all know what a shitty dad logan is/was, so i can see younger sibling calling connor after some big fight with logan and crying while begging him to pick them up and let them live with him and it breaks his heart cause logan would never let it happen and he tried but couldnt protect ken and shiv and rome and he just wishes he could at least protect his baby sib but he just cant and it kills him. anyway happy thursday thought haha roy family brainrot - @fromirkwood

Inspired By: Petals on the Moon by Wasia Project

Tag: @locke-writes

A/N: I know the second one wasn't exactly a request, but I couldn't get it out of my head!!! Big Bro Connor is my absolute favorite!! I hope this doesn't rot in your brain too long my love lol. I just couldn't get it out of my head, especially when it was combined with the other request!! Feedback is always appreciated 💜💜💜

Time is a thief, at least that’s what he thinks when he looks at you, spinning with your sister on the dance floor. Your smile is so bright, so wide, your cheeks flushed. You drank too much, no doubt it was Roman refilling your glass without your notice. The song picks up speed, picks up in joy, and you break out into laughter, you and Shivy. It’s as if you’re in your own world and only she’s in it. You spin and jump and sing along, your niece and nephew beside you and the bride. He hasn’t seen you this electric, this alive, so much like your old self, in weeks. Connor considered himself lucky to be able to watch, to bear witness. Just moments ago you were a baby, doodling with your thick crayons, mistakenly calling him Dad instead of Logan. Only recently had he learned that's who he was in your phone, Dad, that Logan was simply Logan. Years pass, but so little changes. He still had all your fathers day cards stashed away, hidden before your real father caught what you were doing. Stick figures, one tall, one small, hand in hand surrounded by flowers and butterflies and other bugs. Happy Fathers Day Connor. Your uppercase letters always slanted, crooked, his name spelled with one N instead of two. It wasn’t long until his figure started sprouting gray hair, graying far earlier than anyone else in the family, and yours grew taller every year. Connor feared you might have forgotten about him, that you were getting too old to need your eldest brother like your siblings had, but you proved him wrong after that night. 

You hadn’t even wanted to go to the wedding. It was so bad. Whatever was said and done remained a mystery. You wouldn’t tell him, tell anyone, just that it was bad. He’d gone with Willa to pick something out for you, knowing you left the house with nothing. You refused to try it on, to come out of the spare bedroom. It wasn’t until the day before when they were getting ready to leave, accepting that there was no way you were going, did you come out with your outfit packed. You weren’t going to miss Shiv's big day because of him, you declared, and it was settled. He couldn’t contain his excitement, grinning from ear to ear. Letting her down, letting him down, just because of your old man, it seemed like a cruel punishment. You sat beside him in the plane, his hand on your knee, trying to disregard the dread in your chest. They’d all heard about your big blow out, they all wanted to know, going to Connor first instead of you. You were the closest, you told him everything. When he had nothing to say, when all he could offer was a warning, it said something, something more than he was expecting: whatever happened got to you. It genuinely hurt you. They imagined the worst, unsure of what to do. He was at a loss, too. Your father could say and do as he pleased, you’d always been the best at ignoring him, especially when he was in one of his moods, but this time? This time was different. It stung more than all of the other fights you’d had with him, and there were some memorable ones. Never had you yelled back like that, never had you stormed out in a fury, never had you sobbed to your brother like that on the phone. This wasn’t the kind of thing that would go away on its own. It wouldn’t heal with time. 

He could almost forget the crack in your voice as he watched you now. That sad, crying child looked so different from the young adult on the dance floor. Eventually you came over to him, asking him to dance. As if on cue, a slower song came on. This was far different than the last time you danced together. You stood on his shoes, swaying, giggling that high pitched giggle, the one that made his heart melt. You were so little then, so tiny, he was scared to let go. Now you swayed on your own, your arms around him as if you’re scared he’ll flee, your face buried into his chest. Thank you for letting me stay with you. It came out mumbled, muffled, but he understood. Anytime, kiddo. You’re a pleasure to have. Your eyes were big when you looked up at him, as if trying to decipher if he was telling the truth or not. His smile, so reassuring, told you he meant it. I’m sorry about Pops. you shook your head, not wanting to hear his name, not wanting your brother to carry the guilt for him. If he was going to apologize you were going to hear it from him. Not anyone else. Connor spent the entire night putting distance between the two of you, becoming your human shield. Logan, it seemed, had completely forgotten about the whole ordeal, kissing Shiv, saying hello to your brothers, like nothing was amiss. They each shared a glance, all looking to Connor for help, for guidance, just like they had when they were little. He knew what he had to do. How bad was it, kiddo? He asks. Bad. It’s all you can say without upsetting yourself all over again. 

He called you his greatest failure. Spineless. A mistake. You don’t remember how it started, only that you were bleeding out on the floor before him and he refused to put the knife down. A plague to the Roy name, a curse, a bad seed. You never should have been born. A loser. Incompetent. He’s not sure where you came from, but you are certainly not his. You should be smarter, work harder, but instead you are nothing, you are nobody. No one has ever or will ever love you. It hits you so hard, so forcefully, it knocks the wind out of you. He means it, he means every word, but especially that. That’s what kills you, that’s what makes the tears slip down your cheeks. That’s not true, you try to spit back, but he’s not listening and you’re crying, and you’re proving him right. He keeps talking. You can’t hear it, though. You’re gone. You’ve retreated into yourself, so far back he cannot possibly get you. You stand there, unmoving, as he gets in your face. No one has or will ever love you. No one has or will ever love you. It plays on loop, again and again until you cannot breathe. Finally you back away, you run from him, slamming each door behind you. Marcia calls out to you, hearing what went down, but nothing can stop you. Through the busy sidewalks, sobbing uncontrollably, you call him. You can’t repeat what he said, you still can’t. You know that would make him furious, all of them, and it is not their burden to carry. A quiet fear has settled in the back of your mind: what if he’s right? 

If he knew, if Connor knew, he would have killed his father. No one said that to his baby, no one ever dared talk to you that way. But he doesn’t, and he never will. You have vowed to yourself that neither him nor your other siblings will know, for fear that they might agree with him. That they’ll show you he’s right. Instead they watch you carefully, ready to intervene should that be necessary. You hold on to him tight long after the song ends, not wanting to let go, to be alone with Logan's words. Connor doesn’t mind at all. He’s his happiest when his siblings need him, when you need him. He’ll always be there to rescue you. Always. It’s his job, you’re his greatest love. You all are.

[chussyracing]

☕ charles because I cannot help myself

Our sweetest baby, our little sunshine, the reason we wake up in the morning, our shared community girlfriend, our tiny little cherub, our sweet lil duckling, the cutest darling, the most polite babyboy, the snuggliest cuddle bug.

chrainrot (charles brainrot) under the cut

I can never put into words what he means to me, I like him so much it makes me look silly but I’m past the point of caring now. Everyone loves him (if they don’t, they’re simply not relevant for this conversation and they can die jealous of him) because he has this bright personality that makes u smile unintentionally. He gives everyone those heart eyes and smiles with that sweet soft look on his face whether he is talking to someone on his team or other drivers or in interviews or with fans. He adores his fans almost as much as we adore him, he will spend hours signing stuff just to make everyone happy, he will give out all the caps he brought with him to a race weekend just to give it to someone he meets, he will stop to take pictures although he is all sweaty and tired and hungry and what not. And he is the best brother to Arthur and Lorenzo and you can SEE how strong that bond is and it never changed with the fame, they are still the little boys who adore each other who won’t stop protecting each other although they are more grown up now.

He is so beautiful, like so beautiful he transcends sexuality. I haven’t liked LIKED a man in years and here we are. His hair is so soft and while other drivers ruin it with a new haircut or a ton of hair gel, it never happens with charles because somehow he still pulls it off (and when he takes of his balaclava and his hair is so sweaty and all over the place, some part of me always dies inside he’s just too pretty). His eyes are the shiniest little stars and they bear so many emotions in them they can make u cry or laugh or fall in love in seconds, he’s like a siren. His cheeks are asking to be held in your palms so you can feel it when he blushes underneath and when his dimples appear so u could poke them and make him giggle. His lips are so perfectly heart-shaped it makes u question if he is real or just a figment of your imagination. They look so soft and always so pink and he never stops licking them in interviews and it drives me absolutely crazy, i need to bite my fist just thinking about it. I will skip talking about the rest becasue again, I’m gay and I could genuinely write sonnets about the shape of his tiddies and about the purpose his thighs were shaped just like THAT. Let me just tell you they are perfect exactly the way they are they serve the purpose exactly how god intended. You can shit on his fashion sense all u want but i’m kinda digging it. He just pulls it off although I wouldn’t wear half the stuff in his closet (closet lol, no more gay jokes i know, i will shut up). You know how the clothes would look even better? on the bedroom floor. And his voice and his accent aww I could cry sometimes when he talks and i also wanna make a tape to listen to to fall asleep instead of a lullaby. He is so smart it only makes sense he can switch between like 6 languages. Idk what is bigger his brain his heart or his [redacted] (unrelated but one day we need to speak about his hands and fingers and rings and how he grips the wheel and how he stroked that trophy and how he plays piano gently and about the veins good lord take mercy on me)

Last but not least of course, he is such a talented driver. It was literally meant to be, he couldn’t be anywhere but in Ferrari. The fate threw everything at him and yet here we are, look at him thriving, look at him serving cunt, look at him being faster than anyone else on the track, look at him thinking about the race like a game of chess, knowing where to overtake anyone what is each driver’s weakness, where he gains and losts the most. He worked so hard on himself both mentally and physically and now they provided him with a car to shine and i can’t believe some people are only catching up now like sorry u uncultured swine why don’t u rewatch the whole 2017 f2 season and maybe u realize why he is called il predestinato. He can smash alfa 37902 B on his wheel while drivin 250 kmph, he can wave to the fans while speeding around the track, he has DEVILISH starts and can overtake from outside and from inside, he can pull out a perfect 360° and continue his lap unbothered and he can fucking pull xavi’s leg on the radio in the last lap of a race that ended prematurely for many drivers due to reliability issues. i am asking IS THERE ANYTHING THIS MAN CAN’T DO?

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[genshin-obsessed]

i am gonna die of happiness if you do a xiao x female reader- headcanons? scenario? up to you!! perhaps a cute qingxin flower collecting date in which ends up in him tucking one in the reader's hair.. or the angst route (maybe the reader falls and gets hurt and xiao feels as though its his fault??) whatever floats your boat (or both idk man brainrot goes brrr)

😈😈😈 I wrote BOTH! You are fueling my need to write angst and so I decided to write the angst BUT THEN I also wanted fluffy!Xiao so I wrote the fluffy version too! I hope you like it💕 Also don’t die ;-; or Xiao’s gonna be real sad without you🥺🥺

Flowers

“Xiao! Xiao!” You exclaimed as you ran towards your boyfriend, who turned around just in time for you to bury yourself in his arms.

“Hello, (f/n). How are you today?” He asked with a gentle smile as he placed a kiss on your head. You smiled up at him, wrapping your arms tightly around his slender waist.

“I’m good! How are you?”

“Better now that you’re here.”

“I had an idea! Wanna go collect qingxin flowers?” Xiao thought about it for a minute before frowning.

“We can… but they grow on high mountain peaks. What if you fall?” You shook your head and hugged him tighter.

“I won’t fall, I have you! You’ve saved me before.” There was something about your smile that he found… scary. You could ask him for ANYTHING and he would say yes… as long as you smiled. He sighed in defeat then looked at you with a small smile.

“Alright.”

Well! No one said trekking up mountains was easy or fun. But since you wanted to do this on your own, the two of you decided to walk and climb all the mountains as opposed to using Xiao’s ability to blink and teleport (I don’t know the extent of this ability).

Fluff:

“Xiao look!” You yelled excitedly as you two climbed up the last peak. You ran towards the small flowers as Xiao stood up straight. He closed his eyes for a moment as the cool breeze whipped past him. It felt amazing to be up here and when he opened his eyes, he could see all of Liyue below him. The land looked so beautiful but… when his eyes landed on you, they widened. You giggled as you met his eyes. “Close your mouth or you’ll be munching on bugs soon.”

He would, but you looked so beautiful. The way the bright sun glittered off of your form, the way your hair swirled around in the breeze, the way the land around you added to your beauty, it was all so breathtaking.

The adeptus walked towards you, crouching down and plucking a small flower out from the ground. He broke the stem off a little more before slowly placing the flower behind your ear. You shyly looked at him with pink dusting your cheeks as he smiled and nodded.

“I thought so.”

“What?”

“Nothing. You’re just so beautiful… you even dulled the beauty of these lands and these flowers.” You could feel your cheeks darkening and suddenly felt extremely shy. These moments were rare for Xiao, but they were nice. They always caught you off guard and they always brought you immense happiness.

“I-I’m n-not that pretty.” You muttered, but he shook his head.

“I beg to differ. I’ve seen a lot in my life… but never anything as beautiful as you. Oh? Are you blushing? Now you look even more beautiful.” He chuckled as you pouted at his teasing, but eventually a smile took over your face. You held the small bouquet of flowers you’d made up to him.

“For you.”

“Why, thank you. They’re beautiful.” He gently reached out and tugged you closer, wrapping his arm around your waist and placing a kiss against your lips. It was soft but loving and passionate.

Angst:

You two finally made it over the last peak onto a very small field of flowers. You giggled and ran towards one corner, starting to pick the flowers there. Xiao smiled at your eagerness as he moved to the other side and started to pluck the flowers there.

Everything was going great, you two were having an interesting conversation about the flowers when you felt a strong breeze push by you. You had just stood up to walk over to Xiao so you wouldn’t fall over, but decided to crouch instead so you didn’t hurt yourself. However, you were just a few seconds too late. The breeze knocked you back and you lost your footing. Xiao was just a few feet away and you reached out, but you were too slow.

At that moment, Xiao turned around to look at you because you hadn’t answered his question and he saw your figure disappear behind the edge. It was like everything moved in slow motion. He saw the fear on your face, the flowers slipped from your hand and blew away in the wind before you completely vanished from his sight.

“(F/N)!!” Your body collided with a few smaller peaks before you started to fall towards the ground. A shriek ripped from your lips as the ground got closer and closer. However, before you could get much further, you felt warmth around you before the ground rushed at you. 

You weren’t able to stand, but Xiao supported you, holding you close and so tightly, you couldn’t breathe. He sank to the ground with you still in his arms. Your eyes looked up to see the peak of the mountain as the flowers you’d let go flew about, some even gently falling down to you.

“X-Xiao?” He didn’t speak, only burying his face in your neck and breathing in your scent. You fell quiet and let his warmth surround you which helped your fears subside. You could feel Xiao’s heartbeat… it was so fast. Was he scared? “Xiao… I’m sorry.”

“Don’t.” He let go- albeit hesitantly- and took your face in his hands. “I… I was so scared. You were falling so fast and I-” His eyes fell to your shoulder, which was bleeding due to the impact of you hitting the mountain. “I was scared I wouldn’t be able to catch you in time.”

You wrapped your arms around him and hugged him as he desperately held you close. He needed to know everything was ok and that you were alive. He needed to know you were fine. Your breathing, your pulse, your warmth; it all brought him comfort.

“I’m ok. A little bruised up, but I’m a tough cookie. Besides, I knew you could save me. So don’t feel bad.” You two got comfortable as he held you for the next HOUR before he was finally ok to let go. Yeah you were tough, but you were invincible and the thought of you dying- no. No, he couldn’t handle that and he’d rather not think about it either.

“Oh, poop! All our flowers are gone! Let’s go back up and coll-”

“No.” Xiao said as he stood up, helping you stand as well. “Besides, it’s getting late. Let’s go back.” You pouted, but ultimate obliged his request, taking his hand and walking back to your home.

***

“(F/n)! (F/n)!” You turned around to see Paimon floating your way. She quickly tugged on your shirt and pulled you along to your front door. You laughed as you followed her and opened your door, only to freeze up as a smile took over your face. You reached down and picked up the beautiful vase that held a beautiful bouquet of qingxin flowers. There was a small card hanging off one of the stems.

You walked inside with Paimon and took the card off and opened it. Your companion floated beside you and read it with you. You laughed at Xiao’s words and leaned down to smell the bouquet of flowers.

For my dear love. I know you’re smiling like a goof right now

[ermineevolution]

Ohhhhhmygod I didn’t know I needed this I love this so much

bug date!! it's a choose your own adventure if that whole bouquet is JUST joltiks or also flowers