#i wanna see them battle it out in a prank war

[opp-catto]

enough of percy jackson vs harry potter i don't care about that anymore what i want to see are the weasley twins vs the stoll brothers

[midwesternvibes]

I think I've decided some things on my post about a silly/slightly angsty separated human Leo

Firstly, I believe that Leo has the potential to be just as smart, if not smarter than Donnie. He just doesn't see a reason to try that hard, and since Donnie's already covering that base, why would Leo need to?

Therefore, in this AU, Donnie and Leo are academic rivals, both fighting for the valedictorian spot (and the sweet, sweet scholarship it entails) so the two of them low-key despise each other and are massive rivals

At least, that's Donnie's perception

Donnie's grown up surrounded by 2 other extremely competitive brothers and has had to claw his way out of being labeled as"Raphael's smart little brother" or "Michaelangelo's genius older brother". He wants to be known as.....him. The only way he can see to get that is to win valedictorian, and there's nothing that will stop him.

The two of them are locked in a constant battle, each of them trying to pull one over on the other, and when Donnie's not studying or working on his startup, he can be found plotting how best to get Leon back.....

(actual photo of Donnie ranting about how much he hates Leon and how to get him back for wedging a rubber chicken in his locker while his three two brothers watch and try to stay out of his way)

Leon on the other hand absolutely LOVES the little prank war between him and Donatello! He thinks it's really silly and honestly helps to push him to think of more and more creative ways to prank Donatello and not get caught. He's actually extremely grateful for Donatello and his competition, it pushes him further and urges him to try harder :D

But seriously, Leon just wants to be friends with Donatello, he thinks that he's really cool and since they both skipped a grade they have to stick together right? Why does he hate me, oh god what did I do I just wanna be his friend-

But yeah, that's the gist of their relationship in this AU! I still need to think of a name for it, I got some suggestions but I'm still open for more! Stay tuned for Leon and Raphie's relationship and the legitimate hatred Leon has for him!

Previous // Next

[graysweatsgrayhoodie]

idk why, but I really like the idea of George being in a sweet loving relationship with someone who’s ready to throw hands with Fred at any given moment.

Her and George making heart eyes at each other from across the classroom while both she and Fred are plotting each others demise.

George is laying in bed, kicking his feet, re-reading old letters from her while Fred is laying in his own bed planning his next prank to dye her hair vomit-green.

George doesn’t wanna take sides and ends up getting caught in the cross fire quite a bit.

Fred tried to prank her by hexing her books to weigh as if they were made of solid rock, but George was the one who usually carried her books for her anyways. She tried to convince him to let her carry at least some of them this time so he wouldn’t strain himself, but he insisted he was fine (the sweat on his brow and crease on his forehead said otherwise, but she knew better than to argue). He still laughed along with Fred about the prank, telling him it was a good one and that they should use it again on someone else, more so that he could laugh along again, this time without his arms being sore for the days following.

She tried to get Fred back by casting an allusion spell on his dinner, making him think that his plate of pasta had turned into dozens of little snakes covered in sauce. She had gotten the reaction she was hoping for as he yelped loudly and jumped up from his seat, tossing his plate in the air. Unfortunately, what she hadn’t planned was that the plate had landed upside down directly on top of George’s head, pasta and noodles sliding down his face.

Again, he laughed along, enjoying Fred’s freaked out reaction, even if it meant he had to take a shower before their date night that night.

These pranks weren’t for competition for George’s attention, everyone knew this. It was just because her and Fred just didn’t get along, plain and simple.

George always said that these pranks weren’t because they hated each other, but because, deep down, they cared for each other, and never wanted to see each other in any actual harm.

They both told him he was mad.

When she graduated from Hogwarts, George had offered her a job and Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes, knowing full well that Fred would never agree to this. It took a lot of convincing and begging from George as he showed Fred that she had the organizational skills the twins so clearly lacked. He was only fully convinced after a few days of her working there when the back room, which was nearly impossible to sort through on a good day, had been organized so nicely, a two-year-old could find the product they were in search of (she had to make sure Fred could sort through it, of course). Besides, with her working there, he could send plenty of kids her way, telling them to test the products out on her hoping to give her plenty of boils and large purple tongues. Of course she did the same (and it went in her favor more often, the kids didn’t seem too inclined to prank such a pretty lady, much to Fred’s frustration and George’s agreement).

They both silently agreed to put a hold on their shenanigans when George lost his ear, both doing their part to take care of him and try not to stress him out too much.

That lasted a week.

Fred had superglued all of her shoes to the floor, making very difficult for her to get to work that morning. She of course retaliated by jinxing all of his ties so that no matter how you tied them, the front strand was always noticeably shorter than the back strand.

At least George had a nice relaxing week, though it only took his ear being blown off.

When the war had reached its peak and the battle of Hogwarts began, all three had shown up to fight against the Dark Lord and his minions. She was fighting alongside Fred when she heard the beginnings of the wall behind them crumbling which meant it was about to fall, and right on top of them. Fred hadn’t noticed as he was making a comment to Percy, so she ran quickly over to Fred and tackled him to the ground, mostly out of the way. A few rocks and bricks had landed on top of them, her taking the brunt of it as she lay on top of his body, arms over both their heads. The damage from the fallen wall had rendered her unable to walk, and so Fred had scooped her up and taken her somewhere safer, hurling curses and hexes at anyone who tried anything funny.

After the battle, George expressed how grateful he was to both of them for saving each others lives, and for proving his point that they do actually care about each other. “Oh please,” they had both said. “‘Saving their life.’ Whatever, they would have been fine with out me.”

They would not have been.

“Besides,” they both continued, “I only did that because if they did die, then George would be all mopey and sad about having to live the rest of his life without them.”

But for them, that day was a confirmation to both of them that neither of them hated each other as much as they let on, and that maybe George was right.

But they could never admit that. Because then they would have to tell George he was right. And he would never let that go.

[mikeyswayy]

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(UPDATED INTRO POST)

(𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨...)

DNI'S are literally only like MSI fans.. oh and if your homophobic, transphobic, racist. anything like that.. oh and if your possibly one of my family members

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I don't have a name, call me cunt or something I don't care

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MCR is my favorite band, I like fob too and I forgot but I love any of Frankie's bands too! And Gees solo music!!!!!

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My favorite movies are (these aren't in order btw) Donnie Darko, star Wars, life on the murder scene. (I like the Chucky movies too, I was raised on them but they're not my favorite)

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Favorite TV shows, the walking dead (all the spin-offs too) , umbrella academy, Chucky (I'm a big nerd for child's play and Chucky btw) / (I can't think of others right now but I think I have some more maybe..)

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Favorite comics, the walking dead, the true lives of the fabulous Killjoys, the true lives of the fabulous Killjoys: national anthem, umbrella academy (I have more but like I forget a lot so..)

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Favorite games, the walking dead telltale games (I have others that I'm not gonna name here bc I wanna say it somewhere else.. But you'll probably know soon enough)

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Favorite colors are red and black

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My favorite YouTubers are jake webber and Johnnie guilbert but I have a few more and they do pranks but like I don't think anyone that's here probably likes them so.. Well carry on.

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Favorite album is I brought you my bullets, you brought me your love

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Favorite songs are, my way home is through you, not that kind of girl, Emily, black dragon fighting society, all the angels and tomorrow's money

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𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗠 𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗦 :

I've always wanted to play bass

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I wanna make comics, draw and maybe write some.. :D

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I'm a minor, don't be a Creepazoid.. but i dont care if your over 18 :P

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Literally obsessed with Mikey way..

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I like sour candies, war heads I like a lot. Sour candy also isn't sour to me..

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I like vampires (𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘦) and that stuff, bats too I guess

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Blood is cool too

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I draw sometimes (𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘐'𝘮 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴.. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦?)

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I edit sometimes..

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I'm awake all night listening to MCR, and all day almost too..

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Petekey.. ♡

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Frerard ♥︎

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My favorite soda is root beer

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I'm running out of things to say now.. Let's carry on..

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This is the end.. So.. Bye? I don't know.. Want the lyrics to the foundations of decay? There, it's down there ↓

See the man who stands upon the hill

He dreams of all the battles won

But fate had left its scars upon his face

With all the damage they had done

And so tired with age, he turns the page

Let the flesh submit itself to gravity

Let our bodies lay, mark our hearts with shame

Let our blood in vain, you find God in pain

Now, if your convictions were a passing phase

May your ashes feed the river in the morning rays

And as the vermin crawls, we lay in the foundations of decay

He was there the day the towers fell

And so he wandered down the road

And we would all build towers of our own

Only to watch the roots corrode

But it's much too late, you're in the race

So we'll press and press 'til you can't take it anymore

Let our bodies lay, mark our hearts with shame

Let our blood in vain, you find God in pain

And if, by his own hand, his spirit flies

Take his body as a relic to be canonized

Now, and so he gets to die a saint

But she will always be a whore

Against faith (cage all the animals)

Against all odds ('cause the message must be pure)

Against change (you can wander through the ruins)

We are free (but the poison is the cure)

You must fix your heart

And you must build an altar where it swells

When the storm, it gains and the sky, it rains

Let it flood, let it flood, let it wash away

And as you stumble through your last crusade

Will you welcome your extinction in the morning rays?

And as the swarm it calls, we lay in the foundations

Yes, it comforts me much more

Yes, it comforts me much more

To lay in the foundations of decay

Get up, coward

Now, so long and goodnight...

(I'll probably be adding more once I remember more shit, but for now Run, run, bunny, run)

(𝘈𝘴𝘬 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧...)

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[zipperrants]

all of me and my dr s.o.'s as incorrect quotes

included:Rodrick Heffley(diary of a whimpy kid), Astarion, Loki, George Weasley, and Ruby (my youtuber dr)

Waiter: What would you like? Zipper: Bring a milkshake with two straws. Rodrick: *blushes* Zipper: *puts both straws in their mouth* Watch how fast I can drink this!!

Ruby: Did it hurt when you fell- Zipper: From heaven? Wow, I didn’t think you were such a flirt- Ruby: No, I meant when you fell down the stairs. Zipper: ... Ruby: You just laid there for 15 minutes.

Ruby: I’m in love with you. Zipper: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork. Ruby: I know. Zipper: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

George: I owe you one. Zipper: That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even.

Zipper: I feel like doing something stupid. Rodrick: I’m stupid, do me.

Zipper, throwing their head into Loki's lap: Tell me I'm pretty! Loki, lovingly stroking their hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

Zipper: We’re getting married, bitches! Loki: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

Astarion: Just a minute. I need to go take out the trash. Zipper: Oh. We're going out? Astarion: Wh..

Astarion, talking about Zipper: WHAT THE FUCK I WAS ARGUING WITH THEM AND I SAID “OOH YOU WANNA KISS ME SO BAD” AND GUESS WHAT? THEY DID. THEY KISSED ME. WHAT THE FUCK WHAT DO I DO.

*At a speed dating event* Zipper: Oh wow, people are really shallow. Astarion: Consider it a background check. For example: Do you have a death certificate? Zipper: *Checks their pulse* Sorry, not yet. Astarion: Good, I'm not fucking a ghost again.

Rodrick: When you said 'Magic in Bed', I wasn't expecting this... Zipper: *pulls out card from deck* Now, was this your card? Rodrick: Holy moly-

Zipper: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers? Ruby: Peonies, why? Zipper: Ruby: Were you going to get me flowers? Zipper: Ruby: Zipper: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

Zipper: Crushes are the worst. Whenever I’m near mine, I start acting stupid. Ruby: You always act stupid. Ruby: Ruby: Wait...

Zipper: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives. George: I wake up at 4:30 AM every day to train. Zipper: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.

Zipper: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you. Ruby: That's great, Zipper. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.

Zipper: I truly go into housewife mode when I'm someone's soulmate- like, I'll make you pancakes and bacon every morning. George: This is a lie. George: I'm literally dating them. This is a lie. George: THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO COOK A PANCAKE, WHAT IS THIS.

George: So you like cats? Zipper: Yeah. George: *tries to impress them by slowly pushing a glass off the table*

Zipper: Two bros! Ruby: Chillin' in a hot tub! Zipper and Ruby, in unison: Zero feet apart 'cause we're GAY AS FUCK!

Astarion: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake. Zipper: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear. Astarion: ... Astarion: You mean ring bearER, right? Zipper: ... Astarion: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

Astarion: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us. Zipper: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.

Loki: Hey, Zipper, what do you think it would be like if we had kids? Zipper: What would it be like? Inconvenient, mostly. Loki: No, I mean, what would they be like, the kids? You ever think about it? Zipper: Can't really say I have. Loki: You know, for someone as eccentric as yourself, you can be boring as fuck sometimes. Zipper: Sorry, Loki. For what it's worth, I'm picturing them now. A boy and a girl. Two perfect little freaks of nature raised by people who've clearly got no business bringin' up anybody.

Loki: BE A BETTER PERSON! Zipper: WHY?! Loki: BECAUSE SOMEONE NEEDS TO HAVE MORALS IN THIS RELATIONSHIP, AND IT SURE AS FUCK AIN'T GONNA BE ME, SWEETHEART!

Zipper: Relationships should be 50/50. Loki cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

Loki: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Zipper: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely* Loki: That one. I want that one.

[alcorian]

Hmm tell me if u don't wanna get more asks about those two but dream from last night about opbee is hunting me. I honestly might make it into an au of sorts or small drabble???

I dunno but:

What if Bee and Optimus were paired for a reckon or some sort of spying mission were lying low is required and through that they slowly bond and fall in love.

I feel like the main scene of the dream would be the two discussing their feelings in Optimus office and being very close to each other, just very tender moment.

If I had to organise my thoughts it would be like randomly an idea floats around the ark about doing random pair work, maybe it stem from twins doing a prank too many in the med bay or to prowl or someone said something about Jazz special ops trainings, I dunno the main thing that stemmed from the even is that everyone in the ark gets randomly paired with different bot.

Essentially someone from science Division may end up doing special ops or surveillance mission or Prowl might have to do jet jitsu with twins.

Somehow, someway Bee and Optimus got paired together- Teletran-1 is strangely silent about it -which led to few grumbles here and there but those bits were quickly distracted when they got paired with people they hated or disliked. Bee is keeping it together but like barely BC damnit that's his crush and he gonna make fool of himself and just spirals down from there.

Whilst Optimus looks calms on the outside he is panicking like bumblebee, maybe worrying a bit more about this whole idea seeing the chaos but that ship had sailed. Anyway, whilst everyone gets chaotic first hour, bee and Optimus get to just know each other beyond leader and soldier.

Like maybe Optimus had paperwork or bumblebee had to do Inventory or something to that extend but just- They talk they learn they feel.Maybe there is opportunity for field mission for bumblebee and it's quite low key one so both Optimus and Bee get to go on it. Maybe it's spying on some decepticon mining facility or something but it goes well.

Untill it isn't well and the two have to hide.

Optimus probably reacted instinctively or maybe he was a lookout whilst Bee did most of the spying but the second he spots the approaching danger he grabs Bee and hides them in the shadows of the smaller caverns in the cave which forces them to be flush against each other.

Bee is confused at first when he was grabbed but second he spots the danger too he quietens down and listens out for it too, only realising how close he and Prime are when he tries to shift making Bee blush like crazy and it takes all of his will power to not make startled sound or for his fans to kick in.Optimus doesn't realise what happen untill much later when he has time to digest the day events in his quarters.

If he avoids Bee optics next day that's no one business but his.

Anyway just the two slowly bonding and having those lightbulb moments of "oh O H " untill the last day of the whole partnered up thing, in Optimus office as the two do their work, feeling so domestic so comfortable for maybe first time in eons of the war Optimus takes that final gamble. Slowly he putting the paperwork away, much to Bee confusion as his own files are taken and put away, Optimus looks at Bumblebee and lowers his battle mask- noting the way Bee optics widen and how mesmerized bee looks -and just speaks.

It's not like his usual usual speeches, crafted to the perfection and carrying words of encouragement for the wary troops, no. Optimus stumbles and backtracks and keeps it as honest as he can as he bares his feelings, ever the soldier ever the prime, despite wanting to look away, he can't as he watches for bee reaction.

Bee takes it in, the confessions, the actions, the words. Bee takes in Prime and realises that Optimus means it. He isn't taking pity he isn't joking he means it. And just as Optimus starts to doubt, Bee speaks. Offering his side, his confessions his actions as he lets the always cherry persona mask fall. Showing his weariness and the ugly he keeps away for benefits of others.Slowly but surely they talk they confess and discuss and they come closer and closer for their first kiss.

Whatever happens next is well up in the air.

I think it be funny if the two started dating but didn't try to hide it all that much and autobots don't pick it up untill after like final battle of the war where Bee or Optimus borderline make out in the battle field.

I dunno I just enjoy the trope where two people are dating without hiding it but people around them think they are oblivious to each other feelings or don't notice it untill it's spelled out to them.

But yeah :D

-@);-- R Anon

And once again I do apologise for any spelling or other mistakes, I am after work and not wearing glasses cause ouche

ahhhh yes im always here for more opbee, i love them

[juniperhillpatient]

I don't think I have much to analyze about "Appa's Lost Days" but I feel like I deserve accolades for re-watching it as a true completionist with this re-watch because it's the one episode I've only seen one time & I did NOT wanna watch it again lol :)

I hyped myself up for how bad it was going to be (& got called a weak little bitch by my baby sister for being too pussy to re-watch it lmao) so I think that helped.

Hm....Takeaways.

Uh, I didn't remember that 1. Appa met Guru Pathik, & that was neat

2. Long Feng truly is the devil huh

Ok...what else?

I'm so fucking serious, if you support animals in circuses like....change or stay tf away from tbh. I will die on this hill. Followers in 2022 really are getting watered-down nihilistic & no longer super passionate Rose otherwise y'all would get an essay on this topic. I used to be such an activist, helping organize huge protests when the Ringling Brothers came to my city & shit. These days I'm not much of an activist BUT I'll still die on the hill that forcing animals to perform in circuses is sick & twisted.

I'll just leave you guys with this link with information about how elephants are trained in many circuses, & this link talks about how the Ringling bros trained tigers.

Yeah, watching Appa suffer is pretty rough.

But we do get to see Suki & the Kyoshi Warriors battle it out with the Dangerous Ladies & that's fun!

I don't actually care about defending Azula's evil actions from people who hate Azula & I think I've made that clear, BUT I care about talking about her evil ACCURATELY & I'll say that I remembered this being way worse / have seen people act like it was way worse. All Azula really did was seek out a fight with enemies in a war. It's not like she even personally contributed to Appa's suffering. She just got into it with the Kyoshi girlies after tracking Appa in the hopes of finding Aang. I don't know why some people think this means Azula is a chronic animal abuser or something. Azula doesn't actually show any signs of having strong feelings about animals in one way or another. We know she was mean to the turtle ducks as a kid (I have seen Azula fans argue that she wasn't. I disagree. She obviously threw stuff at them for her amusement. Oh well.) & she was willing to scare Appa, but it was more about engaging in the fight with Suki. It's not like she was obsessed with killing Appa. I just wanted to clarify my take on that having re-watched it.

Also, "don't you know fans just make flames stronger?" IS a good one & it's so cute how Ty Lee is like "good one Azula!" Azula & Ty Lee's dynamic continues to be adorable on the surface & fascinating beneath the surface. Like, yes, Ty Lee was under duress to join the team, but she's not being forced to compliment Azula 24/7. It probably is somewhat about self-preservation & making herself look good, I won't deny that. BUT I think Ty Lee also would've never become friends with Azula in the first place if she didn't like her. Let's not forget, Ty Lee also laughed at the prank on Mai & Zuko when they were kids. All we ever see is Ty Lee engaging in & enjoying Azula's cruel behavior. I just think that's interesting & I love them.

Hmm, I was initially like "I have nothing to say about this episode" but y'all know me I ALWAYS have something to say lol! Alright, for this informal review, Suki gets +1000 iconic behavior points for protecting & helping Appaa <3

[aeonianarchives]

Butterfly Dating

Summery: Glorfindel takes Lindir to a first date in Imladris' butterfly garden Lindir didn't even know existed and one came and landed on his noise, and Elrond is spying on there first date worrying if it's good for Lindir that the golden warrior loves him so much

Oc Introduction: Eirian of Gondolin (I'll make a page about him later and link it)

Pairing: Lindir x Glorfindel

Taglist: @eunoiaastralwings thought some fluff would cheer you up | @elablackcat my partner in crime coming up with ideas for this fic

Soft golden light of late afternoon made way through the archways of the last homely house, it was awfully quite, everyone was still tired after last nights festivities in the hall of fire, few elves roamed the grounds most of them were tired guards who miss the festivities who just got back from there patrol and were changing shifts, Erestor was wide awake in the library given he did not go, even Lord Elrond was having a slow day today, dealing with elves from the greenwood is much harder work than you would of thought, most of the elves from the greenwood were passed out drunk somewhere or another.

Lindir sighed shaking his head as he cleared the empty bottles of wine and glasses from the hall of fire, Glorfindel bounded through the door as energetic as ever.

"Lindir just the ellon I was looking for" The rather cranky elf this day glanced to Glorfindel

"I am clearly very busy at the moment my lord Glorfindel" Lindir said Glorfindel hmmed in displeasure.

"I am sure the staff can clear this up" Glorfindel said looking around wine bottles and empty glass were laying on the floor and tables some even had spilled, the tapestry's and banners that once hang grand in place were now not aligned some even had passed out elves at the bottom of them.

"I am the staff, or well the only one awake the rest are passed out with there mirkwood friends" Lindir said

"You need a break, this is supposed to be your day off take it, leave this mess for them to wake up to and deal with I doubt you want to be moving passed out elves all day to set stuff back in place" Glorfindel said Lindir hmmed that did sound nice, would Lord Elrond punish him probably not, would Erestor maybe.

"If Erestor gives you crap I'll say it was my suggestion, come spend what we have left of the day with me little songbird" Glorfindel said Lindir's ears turned pink at the new nickname the lord gave him.

"What did you have in mind" Lindir questioned.

"Well first I wanna play a prank on Aran Thranduil, Eirian played it on me once in Gondolin, it hurt a lot but it only seems right for what he did" Glorfindel said looking around

"I don't think we sh-" Lindir stopped as Glorfindel grabbed his wrist and started walking explaining the prank, the pink dusting on his ears slowly turned red and spread, soon Glorfindel had situated a small table which he stole from the library a few months back for his office and sat a plant on it.

"Are you sure we should use master Erestor's most prized plant to do this" Lindir said as Glorfindel set some books on the table.

"Just watch he doesn't wake up, I do not want to start a war due to this, you know how overdramatic this drama queen is" Glorfindel said

"I don't think this is the best idea, you should leave Elrond's twins to the pranks" Lindir said Glorfindel let out a laugh

"Never now come on, I want to get to the butterfly house before sunset, don't want them to go to sleep before we arrive" Glorfindel said Lindir followed the lord given the passed out king one more glance

"This Eirian was Evil" Lindir said in concern Glorfindel laughed

"Eirian had a good heart, he was a good man and an even better marksman and warrior" Glorfindel said

"What happened to him" Lindir questioned Glorfindel

"He went to buy us time he faced down both Morgoth and that snake Salgant the stupid traitor, the battle was great i could see it as I was falling, Darkness and Light clashing against each other but he was weakened from the Balrogs and fire drakes he had already fought, I could see the light grow dim and the darkness over take" Glorfindel said

"I'm sorry for asking" Lindir said

"It's my fault for turning it dark I am sorry" Glorfindel said his light and cheerfulness coming back to him Lindir had to admit Glorfindel was scary when he was angry or sad.

"Where is this butterfly house and how did I not know about it" Lindir said

"It's just a bit further, and Erestor made it no one knows I only know because I followed him here once, he got annoyed when he found out though" Glorfindel said as he moved a branch out the way, Lindir could see a round glass house, it had plants hiding it but there was a clean path to it, Glorfindel followed him to it and opened the door and closed it after him.

Glorfindel smiled as he saw the awe on Lindir's face maybe it was due to the butterflies or the fact Erestor kept them, or because of him Glorfindel did not know but he enjoyed seeing the look of pure happiness on Lindir's face, A Blue spotted Charaxes landed on his nose he gently placed his finger behind it to pick it up, he smiled at the butterfly it looked like his friend Ecthelion it flew away turning his attention back to Lindir who was looking at his nose standing very still, a swallowtail had landed on his noise it was one of Glorfindel's favourite butterflies that Erestor kept.

Lindir's eyes widened and though he tried to stay collected, his expression was clearly very, very uncomfortable, not that he was scared of it, he was nervous he might hurt it or do something wrong, Glorfindel chuckled as he watched Lindir neither had noticed the Lord which had followed them, Glorfindel held his finger out and the butterfly came onto it which made it fly off as Glorfindel kissed Lindir's nose.

"You are the most beautiful butterfly in this house" Glorfindel said Lindir had turned red yet again, He's cute when he blushes Glorfindel thought

"are you okay do you have a fever" Glorfindel said placing his hand to Lindir's forehead

"I though I was a songbird" Lindir said making Glorfindel laugh

"you mean everything in this world to me, so you'll get all the nicknames I sees fit, if you turn anymore red the butterflies will think you are the most beautiful rose in the gardens and come and land on you my little swallowtail" Glorfindel said with a laugh, Lindir really was like a cat to a sunray with Glorfindel.

"Your staring are you okay" Glorfindel asked the flustered elf who whacked his chest

"Why do you have to have everything, your adorable, your hot, Gi Melin Hîr nin Glorfindel" Lindir said frustrated and looking away, it had been a long time coming with lots of encouragement from Elrond and Elladan, Lindir scrunched his eyes shut expecting to hear Glorfindel walk away, the blond lord ducked down and to were Lindir's face was and cupped his face and placed a kiss on Lindir's lips, making his eyes shoot open in shock.

"Gi Melin ana Songbird, I thought you were taking my hints to show you that I wanted to court you" Glorfindel said

"I thought it was some cruel prank" Lindir said Glorfindel laughed

"No why would it be, I may prank people, but I don't play with feelings, so we are courting now" Glorfindel said not taking a no for an answer after Lindir just confessed to him

"That means I can hug you whenever and wherever i want" Glorfindel said Lindir sighed Glorfindel would scare him with hugs from now on instead of jumping him with complements

"I suppose it does" Lindir said rubbing his arm in awkwardness

"Same goes with kisses, I can kiss all your freckles now and tell you how the reflected the stars and varda painted them carefully onto you" Glorfindel said Lindir started stuttering at the blond who picked him up with ease and span him around before setting the poor minstrel down and kissing him again.

Elrond sighed in worry is it really good for Lindir that the golden warrior loves him so much the poor elf was overwhelmed by even knowing the legendary warrior and now he was courting the warrior, Elrond was happy for them but he really could not help but worry for Lindir, besides Lindir flustered easily he would be so flustered every time Glorfindel did something and that can't be good for you can it.

"Oh the sun is setting, come on we can reach it before the sun sets fully I have to show you Erestor's favourite place, it's amazing" Glorfindel said grabbing Lindir's hand.

Lindir and Glorfindel ended there day at the waterfall with bioluminescent algae, the blond decided against asking Lindir for a swim it was to early in there courtship for that to even be appropriate to ask and Lindir would be to flustered he would break so they settled for putting there legs in the pool and watching the algae look like thousands of stars after the sunset.

"I enjoyed today, thank you for talking me out of my job my lord" Lindir said

"Still with the rank even if we are courting, you can call me Glorfindel or Glorf if you want songbird" Glorfindel said as he put his arm around Lindir the ellon leaned into Glorfindel.

"I'll try and get used to calling you just Glorfindel" Lindir said saying Glorfindel slowly without the lord testing the waters.

~Bonus~

Thranduil groaned as he arouse from his slumber he sat up hitting his head against the table above him he glared up at it and slide himself out from underneath it, Meludir and Elros who were passing started giggling at there king

"Was this your doing" Thranduil asked the two shrugged

"We do not know who placed that there Aran-nin" Elros said, Elladan came racing around the corner dragging Legolas

"Awwww we missed it, I told you we would" Elladan said looking to Legolas

"It's not my fault Galion wanted me for something, you could of stayed here alone but no you just had to come with me" Legolas said

"Come on it would of been funny" Elladan said

"It was indeed" Meludir said getting a glare from Thranduil and Elros elbowed him in the side

"Did you do this" Thranduil asked

"No but I wish I did" Elladan said

"I guess whoever did this will remain a mystery" Feren said making the group jump

"How long have you been there" Elladan asked

"For quite a while actually" Feren said

"You two will be cleaning the stables for 100 years when we get back for laughing" Thranduil said the twos jaws dropped

"That's not far we didn't do it" Meludir said Elros however knew better than to fight it, he watched as Meludir followed the king and his sentence got upped to 1000 years until he gave up.

Feren chuckled "Do you know who did it please say you do" Elladan said Feren shook his head

"Glorfindel did it" Erestor said coming out of the conjoining hallway

"How did you know that" Feren questioned

"He stole that table and that plant from me a few months ago, I left the plant in the hallway were he left it but the table is from his office, besides it has his name written all over it metaphorically at least" Erestor said setting the plant back and taking the table

Elvish Translation:

Gi Melin Hîr nin - I love you my lord

Gi Melin ana - i love you to

Aran nin - my king

[3xm-draconic]

Jojo characters thoughts on me P1.

I currently have writer's block on JJBLA so I'am doing some headcanons, this one is how the jjba characters would probably feel about me. NOTE I am brutally honest and i have very little social skills, I'am also including my irl history.

PHANTOM BLOOD.

Jonathan: He would probably not like me very much cuz i swear like a drunk sailor and can be a bit aggressive and antisocial at times, but does see that deep down I'am not a being a bitch on purpose, I just go a lot of issues and that I'am trying to work on them...I just got A LOT of work to do.

Speedwagon: Speedy has lived in the bad parts of town and knows what it's like to live on the streets and so do I. I grew up in the ghettos and would frequently get kicked out of my own house by my religieuse great-aunt cuz my mother and grandma have spines made from cheap jello. He'd empathize with me...but probably think I was a bit of a bitch too.

Zeppeli and the other Hamon Masters: IDK really, with William Zeppeli he'd think I was a jackass and others would agree but he'd likely compare me to Speedwagon or to a much more moral dio of all things.

Dio/DIO: I grew up with abusive family members, cuz I was conceived out of wedlock and was a shotgun wedding baby my great-aunt (who is a highly religious catholic) thought I was a blemish on the family and would constantly remind me of that. I feel like he'd both hate and empathize with me cuz we are alike in the fact that we both grew up with abuse and poverty.

BATTLE TENDENCY

Joseph: We'd get into a prank war, like jonathan he'd first think I was an asshole but he'd warm up to me like he did with Caesar, I can't help but be mischievous or crack a joke here or there...especially dering inappropriate moments (like when meeting the Pillarmen for the first time and my first thought ain't oh shit these guys are menacing, it's WHERE THE FUCK ARE THEIR PANTS?! like bruh I don't wanna see your fucking panties).

Caesar: Like Joseph he'd think I was a bitch but would warm up to me.

Stroheim: Ok let's be real I don't like this guy, he's a fucking NATZI! But if he "reformed and turned to the good side" I'd still bitch at him to no end and he'd bitch at me too. So in the beginning he'd hate me but in the end he'd probably help me out like with Joseph... I'd still kick him in his steel balls though.

Santana: We both know what it's like to be treated like shit, to not be valued by your family, if he hung out with me insted of probably trying to eat me like with the others we'd honestly be friends I think.

Wammu: I've been in my fair share of fights and like dio I've fought dirty so Wammu would not like me for that and think of me as honourless, but he'd probably like me for my honesty and unwillingness to back down, I'm blunt and I'am tough.

Esidis: He'd think I was from another world, I speak with a southern accent cuz of my dad being from Tennessee but I also sound abit scottish cuz my mom is scottish/american so I sound fucking strange as hell, I also use a lot of slang from both sides of my family so if he heard me speak he'd be confused as fuck.

Karz: He'd also think I am weird cuz I'd tell him something like "if you ate 10,000,000 bananas you'd die of radiation poisoning" and he'd be probably be like "what? how do you know that? why do you know that?" and I'd be like "I don't know just thought you'd like to know".

[sunascumdoll]

Hi! For the tiktok trend can I have "you could've been nicer to me today with yuuta/megumi and gojo please ty<3

ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ’ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɴɪᴄᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ɢᴏᴊᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴀꜱᴀʜɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ, ɢᴏᴊᴏ'ꜱ ɪꜱ ᴋɪɴᴅᴀ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋ-ɪꜱʜ??

a/n: i'm sorry i didn't include yuuta! i'm not quite comfy writing for him yet):

as always reblogs are appreciated, thank you very much. ♡

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴇɴᴅ & ᴋɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

megumi

first i wanna start by saying that i don’t think megumi is all that fond of pda, but in private he’s super touchy, i don't care what you say

so when you tell him he could've been nicer, he’s thinking about all the things he didn’t do

you’re laying on his chest, just listening to his heartbeat (it’s beating quicker than normal because he loves having you on top of him <3)

“ ‘gumi, i really feel like you could’ve been nicer to me today”

the hand that was rubbing your back stops immediately when he hears those words

he's completely zoned out. he's having an internal battle with himself

nicer? was it because i didn’t hold their hand enough while we were out?

was it because i didn’t give them any kisses? i mean i could’ve given them at least on-

“megumi it was a joke, you were nice!”

he just looks down at you with a neutral facial expression

it was just a joke, but those are things he thinks could work on

“i’ll be better for you”

please be patient with him he’s trying okay <3

gojo

a clown

i’ve said it once and i’ll say it again

you have to be an amazing actor to be able to pull this one off

gojo has literally seen the trend

so the minute you bring it up

it turns from you thinking he could’ve been nicer to how YOU could’ve been nicer to HIM

but let’s pretend you somehow convinced him that you were being serious and not playing a prank on him

“ ‘toru.. you could’ve been nicer to me today”

the first thing he would do is give you a kiss attack

you know the type of kisses where you cradle the person’s face and just smooch anywhere and everywhere

that’s what he’s doing

and he won't stop until you’re squirming, laughing, and telling him to quit because it tickles

don’t tell him its a prank.

“oh, it’s a prank? ha…. dOMAIN EXPANSION INFINITE VOID”

i’m kidding

no but once you tell him it’s a prank he’s pouting that he fell for it

and that’s how the prank war between you and gojo began.

asahi

“asahi?”

“yeah, baby?”

‘you could've been nicer to me today):”

please, precious baby boy panics

why would you do this to him?

the minute you say that to him he’s pulling you into his lap and apologizing

pressing tender kisses along your jawline and on your forehead

his large hands are resting on your waist, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles on your lower back

he literally has a bead of sweat dripping down his forehead why would you do this

his mind is running a mile a minute to figure out how to make it up to you

when you tell him it’s just a prank, you can see the stress physcially leave his body

even though it’s a prank, he still thinks he could've done better… get dressed y'all are going out for dinner <3

[annaraejackson]

You Have Something In Your Teeth

Pairing: Connor Stoll x gn!Reader

Warnings: Descriptions of battle, injury, blood, embarrassment

Words: 2,400

Summery: Connor is crushing on Y/N and saved them during the Battle of Manhattan, and Y/N goes to find Connor when they get back to camp to say thank you but it goes wrong for Connor

It was the Battle of Manhattan, and all of Camp Half-Blood was fighting to the best of their abilities. You stood alongside your peers, the friends you have come to know over the past few years, fighting bravely against the hordes of monsters that stood in front of you. Sleeping mortals littered the area around you, even though you and your friends had done your best to move most of them to safety. There had just been too many mortals in the city of Manhattan for that to be done.

You fought, holding your weapon tightly in your hands, stopping for a moment to catch your breath. Your hair stuck to your forehead underneath your helmet, breathing heavily. Sweat dripped down your face, your back soaked. You desperately wanted to sit down, just to breathe for a moment until you gathered even a third of your strength back to rejoin the fight. You noticed a group of telekhines making their way down a side alley that nobody had been covering, a large oversight in your opinion, and you took off running for them. You knew that if they made it through the alley they would be able to make their way to the Empire State Building, and even more importantly, Olympus.

“Hey! Flipper! Over here!” You shout, grabbing a stray shoe that was in the alleyway and throwing it, managing to hit one of the telekhines in the back of the head with and holding your sword in hand, glaring down at the seal-like monsters. “And where do you think you’re going?!” You sneer, standing tall through your exhaustion.

The monsters turned and glared at you, all of them baring their ugly teeth as growls sounded from their chests. “We are going to take over Olympus-” the middle telekhine said, “-and we are going to pave the way for Kronos to destroy the Olympians and take his rightful spot on the throne!”

The telekhines charged at you, and you instinctively raised your shield and charged back at them, holding your shield out to block their initial attack before swinging your sword around, lunging at the telekhine on the right, but making sure to keep an eye on the other two seal monsters. You had faced much worse than them during your time at camp, but you knew these particular monsters could be slippery.

If you somehow managed to let even one of them get away and to Olympus, that could potentially spell disaster for your injured friends that were being kept at the home of the gods.

You focused intently on your mission, your body begging for rest but your mind fighting through it. There was no way in Hades you were going to just give in now—not when your camp needed you most. Soon, the three telekhines that had been in front of you were just a gold dust on the ground of the alleyway, your breath heavy as you gripped your sword and shield in hand.

The battle behind you continued to wage on, and as you began to turn around you felt an intense dull pain in your side, and for a moment you thought you had gotten punched. You looked down, seeing a gaping wound in your side which spilled out blood, your nerves finally catching up to you as you felt the sharp pain. Within seconds, you let out a scream as you looked up with wide eyes, seeing a fourth telekhine that had come up behind you, one that you hadn’t even known had been following.

“Nothing can stop us.” The telekhine sneered at you, it’s teeth bared as it watched your every move. You placed one of your hands up against the nearby dumpster in an attempt to steady your already weak body while the other gripped your side, a sad attempt to hold back the blood loss, your knees giving out and causing you to collapse. You looked up at the nearly 7-foot-tall creature, which held it’s sword—glistening red with your blood—high above you, ready to strike down its final blow.

“Wanna bet?” A voice behind the telekhine said, and then suddenly a point showed through the creature's neck, it’s ugly eyes wide in surprise before it burst into dust, revealing Connor Stoll behind it, his chest heaving as he gulped in large breaths of air.

He wasn’t wearing a helmet, so his curly hair hung in his eyes and was sticking to his face and neck due to how much he was sweating, his arms glistening as he gripped his sword double-handed and his feet spread apart ever so slightly to help aid him in his balance. Normally, you never saw Connor without a grin on his face, laughing at some joke or pulling some prank, but today he looked almost terrifying. His lips pressed into a hard line, his face showing no emotion, and his eyes showing nothing but a sheer determination.

In a sick way, he reminded you of his brother, Luke. And you were suddenly very thankful that he was on your side.

As Connor studied you, his expression softened and he placed his sword back in the sheath, taking a few large steps over to you before he knelt down. “How badly are you hurt?” You didn’t say a word, knowing that if you did, you likely wouldn’t even make sense, moving your hand so he could see the wound. The edges of your vision began to blur, and you fell forward.

Connor managed to catch you, holding you in his arms. “Hey- Hey it’s okay! Don’t worry, you’re going to be fine.” Connor looked up and around, trying to think of what to do before he suddenly got an idea. “I’ll be right back- please don’t die while I’m gone.” He said, gently laying you down before he disappeared.

Wow, you thought, he truly has a way with people.

You managed to follow his request and not die, but you did lose consciousness.

You woke up some time later on Olympus, and spoke with Will Solace about what had happened. He explained to you that Connor Stoll had brought you to Olympus himself, but how he hadn’t been able to stay for very long since his troops needed his help. You had wanted to go find him and help in the battle more, but Will wasn’t sure you were healed up enough to rejoin the fight.

However, luckily it seemed like you weren’t needed in the fight after all. The war was won, and soon all the demigods were taken home, the most injured first, and then as many as possible. The rest of the day went by in a blur, although you scanned all the demigods you saw to see if you could track down Connor, however it seems like you just didn’t have the luck.

Once you were allowed to get up and leave the infirmary, you decided to start on your mission to find Connor to talk to him, going up to anyone you could find to ask if they knew where he was. One person said they had seen him at the Big House, but you didn’t see him there. Another said the camp store- again, out of luck. Finally, you just decided to check out his cabin to see if he was there.

You went up to the large building and knocked on the door, and you heard Connor inside talking with someone, likely Travis. “Connor?” You called, and suddenly the room went quiet. You heard what sounded like muffled arguing, and then the door swung open.

“Hey, Y/N! What do I owe the pleasure?” Connor asked, leaning against the doorframe as he looked at you, his hair disheveled so you figured he hadn’t been in the cabin for too long before you showed up.

“Hey, Connor. I just wanted to stop by and tell you thanks for saving me back there… if it wasn’t for you I don’t think I would have made it.” You said sincerely, kicking your foot back and forth as you looked at him, about to continue when you noticed his mouth was turning… black? You glanced behind Connor’s shoulder and saw Travis who looked to be biting back a laugh, rubbing his face.

“Oh you don’t have to thank me- if it wasn’t for Cecil then Will wouldn’t have been able to meet us halfway to give you ambrosia and nectar, which was what saved you for us to get you to Olympus and really patched up.” Connor said, rubbing the back of his neck as he shifted side to side awkwardly, but you still couldn’t help but glance down at his mouth which was, gradually, turning a darker shade of black.

“But I do have to thank you, that telekhine would have killed me if it wasn’t for you and your quick action… I really owe you one.” You said, biting the inside of your cheek to keep from laughing. Dear gods, you had wanted to give this guy a heartfelt thank you but now you were having to force yourself not to laugh. Be serious, Y/N.

Connor’s face turned a shade of pink and he looked down at the ground between his feet, in embarrassment. “Well, I’m just glad I could help you in time. I had seen you head towards the alley and thought you could use some backup, especially when I saw the telekhine stab you…” Connor’s voice trailed off as he thought back to that day, and you bit your lip.

Neither of you spoke for a brief moment, and you figured you should get out of there before you burst out laughing from seeing how black his mouth was again. “I should go, I gotta help with some after war stuff… I’ll see you around.” You said, giving Connor a smile before you began to turn around, but then you thought that maybe you should tell him about what was going on, so you turned again to face him. “Hey, Connor?”

Connor perked up a bit, looking hopeful. “Yeah?”

You paused, then chuckled. “You have something in your teeth.” His face fell, and Travis started laughing as you smiled at him, waving before turning to head off and do what you needed to do.

CONNOR’S POV

~~A Few Minutes Earlier~~

Travis and I had just gotten back from going to the Big House to check out the attic, examining our loot before we went to put it away. “So, what are we going to do now?” I asked him, laying back on my bunk and closing my eyes, wanting to rest after the past few days stress, making a face when I felt something hit my face so I opened my eyes and looked at him.

“We are going to try to raid some of the other cabins. Right now would be the best time to-”

At the front of the cabin, there was a knock on the door, so we both immediately stopped talking, hoping that whoever was at the door hadn’t heard what we were talking about. “Connor?” It was Y/N, and immediately I sat up and began to panic.

What did they want? They don’t sound upset. Then suddenly I realized something: my breath probably stank. I had been so busy these past few days rushing around trying to make sure everyone around me was safe and taken care of that I hadn’t had the time to brush my teeth since at least a couple days before. Yeah yeah, gross, but when you’re in a war you kind of just do what you have to do. “Dude, give me some gum.”

“What?”

“I know you keep gum on you, give me some gum.” I said, reaching over and patting his pockets, trying to find which pocket he kept his gum in. Travis had a weird fixation on gum, so he almost always had some on him and when I needed some I usually just took from him.

“Get your own!” Travis said, trying to shove my hands away, although it was too late, I had already grabbed the box and pulled out a piece. “Connor seriously I don’t think-” I popped the stick of gum in my mouth, and Travis let out a frustrated sigh. “Fine, okay.”

I took a moment to chew the gum, then I went over to the door and opened it. The interaction was pretty short, and honestly it touched me. I had been worried about them ever since I found them in that alleyway, and I was glad that they came over to find me. I was actually thinking of calling out to them to ask if they wanted to see a movie with me sometime or something when…

“You have something in your teeth.” My heart absolutely dropped. Did I have some food or something in my teeth? Travis started laughing from behind me, and Y/N turned around and headed off, so I immediately turned and bolted over to one of my sister's bunks, digging around in it to find her mirror that she used for when she did make up. Once I found the mirror and held it up, I screamed.

My entire mouth was black. Oh. My. Holy. Hermes’. Headphones. My lips were stained a dark grey, not quite black but almost there, and my teeth were black as was the entire inside of my mouth.

I spun around, glaring at Travis who was holding his stomach, doubled over from laughter. “I told-” He wheezed, “I told you to stop taking-” he wheezed again, nearly falling over this time.

“It’s. Not. Funny.” I huffed, going to spit the chewed up gum in the trash can, the wad of gum pitch black as well as the spit that came with it. “That is so embarrassing, oh my gods. I was gonna ask them out, Travis!” I said, grabbing one of the pillows off the ground and throwing it at him, but he caught it easily.

That only seemed to renew the sense of hilarity my brother was feeling, because he started laughing all over again. “Maybe this will teach you to stop taking my gum!” He laughed, throwing the pillow back at me before he left, and I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste, following him out and going to the bathhouses to brush my teeth.

[threepointseven]

Hi there, ^^ I would like to request: the bros and what item they would bring to the beach headcanon

HC’s of what the demon bros would bring to the beach and how they’re like!

Im sorry I had to add a second HC, its just that with only it about what they would bring it would be waaaay too short, forgive me! I hope you like them <3

-Your beloved 3.7

Fandom: Obey me

Type: Headcannon's

genre: Fluff

length: eh idk

So let's say you and the brothers visit the human world for a while, yk a little vacation. You suggest going to the beach and they're like ???? Y’all ofc end up going, so now, what would they bring?

Satan:

Definitely an “I don’t wanna go in the water I’ll stay here”

So will most likely bring a book of some sort

Absolutely avoids the water as though he’s allergic until you suggest splashing water on Lucifer as a prank

I just know this man needs SPF 45 just to stay alive

You can see the sunscreen just seeping out of him as he hesitantly gets in the water

Lowkey the type to go home with sand in his swimsuit that doesn’t go away for a good year or two-

Lucifer:

Kinda like a white mom that makes sure her kids don’t get sunburnt or get washed away by the waves

Brings expensive ass luxurious sunscreen from like Gucci or smth

Buys a bunch of rip off Adidas hats that people were selling at the entrance of the beach

He feels like the type to take sunset beach pictures so probably a camera or phone

100% warns you about the ocean saying you might get sucked in or some shit

The type to stay tf away from the water until Satan splashes him and he starts a civil war

Leviathan:

A Nintendo switch, manga, and a Ruri chan plushie for emotional support.

Sure he’s a big bad sea monster but he doesn’t go to a public beach that often

Doesn’t go in the water until someone drags him in

No cause have you seen that one picture? HE’S RIPPED, ILL BE DAMNED IF YOUR ASS DOESN'T OFFER TO PUT SUNSCREEN ON HIM LIKE THIS PALE PALE BOY NEEDS SOME AND YOU GET TO FEEL HIS COLLAR BONES

Probably brings those little umbrella things cause he isn’t used to the burning sun in the human world

Asmodeus:

sunscreen once again, but like sunscreen that’s Asmo approved.

A pretty lil sun hat

NO CAUSE ISTG HE’S THE TYPE TO WEAR ONE OF THOSE V-STRAP SWIMSUITS THAT BARELY COVER YOUR DICK AND YOUR CHEST

Flirts with all the pretty people he sees

A speaker, when he’s not swimming he’s listening to doja cat & Ariana grande

Really only swims in the shallow and helps beel make a sand castle

34 + 35 blasting in the background as you help him put sunscreen on his back

Not sure but probably offers to eat you out/give you head in one of the empty sections in the beach

Beelzebub

HE BRINGS SAND CASTLE MAKING TOOLS DJFWBEMN

He also brings a lot of food, like a lot-

Probably brings half of the McDonalds menu

He’s the type to barely go in the water, build a giant sand castle and get pouty when the tide ruins it

Probably brings crabs back home to cook

Not the type to be obsessive over sunscreen, I actually see him as one of those dudes that don’t mind tanning

The type to bring a surf board and teach you how to surf

a lot of girls probably check him out

Overall 10/10 would take this gigantic teddy bear to the beach again

Belphie

THIS FYCKER YRVHWEFJ

OkaY, first of all, he brings a pillow and sunglasses. That’s what he brings.

He uses the expensive sunscreen Lucifer brings and only goes into the water to get crabs to make them bite Lucifer

Sleeps most of the time and wakes up salty when mammon splashes him with water

Probably goes around the beach destroying some yt kids sand castles (like the unbearable fucker he is)

Has a cynical smile as he ruins sand castles that probably took 2 hours to make and acts like nothing ever happened

He’s also the type to collect shells and put them into a little plastic baggie when he’s not destroying a kids sandcastle

Cuddles with you when You're not swimming in the towels that mammon brought

Mammon

This one brings the fun shit

He brings the little picnic towels for y’all to sunbathe on

He also brings a lil too many water guns, it's like he’s expecting the entire beach to erupt into a water gun battle

Pays for jet skis and forces you to go on one with him

He goes just a bit too fast and accidentally shoves you off the jet ski and leaves you in the water alone since he didn’t realize you were gone-

Tans with you!

He makes all of you have a water gun fight and when Lucifer and Satan refuses he splashes them directly in the face

Brings Monopoly to play when you two get bored

Probably puts a bunch of sand on belphie when he’s sleeping to make him look like a mermaid

[mgg-theprettiestboy]

prank wars

matthew gray gubler x fem!reader

request: Sooooo I was wondering if you were still taking requests and if you were could I get one with mgg. Like he’s filming one of the unauthorised documentaries and she’s on set so he decides to prank her but she pranks him back and it’s just all fluffy with them going back and forth?? Thanks love your work by the way!!

FLUFF

in which Matthew starts a prank war that he can’t win

warnings: cursing

“You weren't here for the first few seasons. I’m not surprised you don't understand what’s going on. He hasn’t done this in years.”

You frowned at AJ, “what the hell is an unauthorised documentary?”

Paget shrugged, “its basically Matthew running around with a camera and acting like an ass. He acts like a dick, pulls a couple pranks, usual Matthew stuff.”

“If he pranks me, I’ll get a step ladder, climb it, and punch him in his stupid face,” you snorted a laugh, pouring yourself what felt like your tenth cup of coffee. Paget laughed, “don’t tell him that. He’d love that. Probably record it, too.”

“Who’d love what?” Adam asked, as he and Matthew walked into the room. AJ smiled, “Y/N wanted to know what the hell an unauthorised documentary was.”

Adam laughed as Matthew grinned, “it’s just a comedy skit, really. I act weird and film it.”

“You do that every day. You just don't usually film it,” you pointed out, which resulted in Matthew picking up a cushion from the couch and throwing it at you. You held your hand out to stop it from hitting you and your coffee, before glaring at Matthew, “don't start on me, Gubler, I’ll ruin your life.”

“You wanna bet? I will make you the target of my attacks, if I have to. I was planning on terrorising Daniel, but you will make just as good a victim,” he threatened you, picking up a plastic spoon and pointing it at you as if it was a weapon. You scoffed, “oh please. I would have you crying, begging for mercy.”

“Is that so? Well, we’ll see about that. Adam, tell Daniel I no longer need his assistance for the documentary. I have a new plan,” Matthew said to Adam, before staring you down as he left the room.

Well tried to. Rather, he tried to stare at you as he walked backwards out of the room, which just resulted in him bumping into a bunch of things before managing to make his way out of the room. Adam raised a brow, and looking to you, “do you have any idea what you’ve gotten yourself into?”

“Yes. I don't think he does, though.”

Monday.

It took the cast and crew an hour to get you out of the bathroom. Somehow, the door handle disappeared. You didn’t have to even look at Matthew to know he was the guilty party. He made the first move. And he was going to regret it.

Tuesday.

Someone superglued Matthew’s trailer door shut. And also superglued everything in his trailer, so not only were his personal items glued to the counter and walls, his car keys were as well. He was stuck on set for another hour after everyone went home.

Wednesday.

Nothing happened, except you both kept jumping out to scare each other. The cast knew it was the calm before the storm.

Thursday.

Matthew walked onto set, chipper as usual. More so today. Everyone knew he must have something planned. However, you were no where to be found. You came running onto set, late, apologising as you headed towards hair and makeup, where you would also get changed into costume. Matthew narrowed his eyes at you, but more specifically, your outfit.

“That’s my shirt,” he said in disbelief, as the cast began to look as well. You had to hide your grin, looking confused as you look at the t-shirt you had on, “how could this possible be yours?”

“That’s– that’s my shirt– how the fuck did you–?” Matthew was unable to form a coherent sentence. He knew he hadn’t worn that shirt in a while, and that it was sitting in the back of his closet. Or so he thought. You simply shrugged, “maybe you’re getting confused. This can’t be your shirt. How could it be?”

He watched you as you walked away, raising his brows. Maybe he had met his match.

Friday.

You had completely baffled Matthew, coming in again, dressed in another one of his shirts. So he cornered you whenever you were on your way to lunch, pinning you against a wall.

“Okay, enough fucking around. How are you doing this?” He frowned, and you grinned, “aw, Gubler. Are you admitting defeat already?”

He scoffed, “no. Never.”

“Then you’ll never know,” you smiled, “besides, I don’t know what you’re talking about. This is my shirt.”

He narrowed his eyes at you, before you shimmied out of his hold and blew him a kiss as you headed off to lunch.

It was going to be a busy weekend for Matthew.

Monday.

Matthew had had the worst weekend. He physically couldn't figure out how to get back at you. His unauthorised documentary was finished, and he had edited it in a way that made it look like he was only pranking you, but in his heart, he knew he had lost this battle.

And of course, you came in on Monday morning, wearing a shirt and shorts that were obviously too big for you, but you also had oddly large shoes on. And then, the cherry on top: mismatched socks.

The entire cast was in stitches laughing at seeing you, and again whenever Matthew saw you. This time, he actually joined in on their laughter.

“Okay, thats it, I call. You win, Y/L/N,” he sighed with a smile, and you grinned, “well I never. It took you long enough.”

He chuckled, shaking your hand, “I know when I’m beaten.”

“No you don't,” you scoffed, and he rolled his eyes, “yeah, I know... can I have my clothes back now?”

You laughed, nodding, “yeah, I’ll go get changed.”

And he sat on the sofa and waited for you to return. While the whole cast laughed and chattered about how you had beaten him, he sat with a small smile on his face as he tried to think of how he was going to ask you out.

“Here you go,” you handed him a plastic bag with his clothes in them, before walking away, “oh, and thank your mom for all her help, will you?”

-

took me ages to write but here ya go!

[cyber-searcherao3]

Hermit Tommy: Mycelium War

@petrichormeraki have some more hermit Tommy. Honestly I wanna see how he’d deal with the whole Resistance vs HEP

Everyone found it funny that both blonde gremlins who wore read and loved pranks got along so well. Grian himself always felt a bit of humble thankfulness in the fact that Tommy was willing to open himself up to him first. It was a lot; there were so many battles, countless scars and deaths that the kid had to endure on his home server. But Tommy was making progress.

Though every so often, he’d be faced with a hard reminder that this sort of thing doesn’t change easily. Be it overnight or weeks.

Grian found Tommy inside their base for the Mycelium Resistance, leaning against the stone pen and feeling sheaves of grain to the sheep dressed in suits. He saw the other blonde perk up - shoulders stiffened, hand hovering over his axe - before he turned and grinned when Grian smiled back.

“Oh thank fuck, this is the actual base.” He sighed. “Still can’t believe I-man made an entire goddamn replica of this place. You’re all nuts.”

Grian leaned beside him, staying comfortably out of arm's reach. “Hey, us nutty nuts need to stick together.”

His joke was the perfect instance for an innuendo and Tommy’s knew it. “We’re a buncha’ sticky nuts then?”

“Pft, absolutely. The stickiest of nuts.”

The two laugh. Grian tentatively raises a wing and waits for Tommy to lean into it. Grian was more than happy to let the kid swear and make lewd jokes. It was better than the destructive trolling he had only just begun to dial back on.

“How’s the war goin’ G-man?” Tommy asked. His shoulders were still slightly tense.

“Don’t worry, they haven’t found us yet. And I think I’ve found a way to counteract their wolves.”

“Fire?”

“No.” Grian snorted despite himself. “Llamas actually. They scare off the wolves so they don’t hurt the sheep.”

“So we need those furry, long necked fucks to save the other furry fucks?” Tommy raised an eyebrow. “Fire’s still faster.”

“Yea but wait till you try leading one of those jerks. It’s the worst. Worse than working with villagers sometimes.”

The teen sighed, stringing out an impressive string of curses that nearly made his ears bleed. Grian asked for some grain to play with the sheep until he felt Tommy flinch under his wing. He pulled the limb back and saw his fingers gripping the handle of his axe.

“Somethings exploding above us.” Tommy bolted down the hall and Grain followed, panicked at the shaky tone in his voice.

He wasn’t sure how Tommy sensed it, but soon Grian heard it too. The growing sound of TNT blasts grew closer and Tommy was already in a fighting stance.

“Don’t panic. Someone’s probably just mining or maybe it’s Decked Out.” Grian tried to soothe him.

Tommy said nothing. In his offhand, he was already holding his axe.

The next explosion made Grian jump as a hole was blown through the concrete. Scar peeked his head through, his eyes wide with surprise and success. Near the back, the builder though he saw Bdubs running beside him.

“Wait, Mumbo?” Grian realized. “Why are you with them? Wh - the mycelium! Emergency meeting!”

He slammed the button, nearly breaking the wood with the pressure.

“Grian!”

“Tommy don’t w - “

His words were stolen when he suddenly found himself stuck in the stasis pods and dropping onto the table. Everyone else landed in a messy sprawl, knocking over chairs with dazed expressions.

“They found us!” He shouted. “Get the mycelium! Go! Go!”

Everyone else was yelling, but they couldn’t help but smile at the surprise of Scar finally finding their secret base.

Grian turned to fly back to the vaults - back in the direction of the break in - but paused when he saw the hall lined with scattered tools.

Tommy was duling Bdubs and Mumbo, the former barely able to hold his sword with his other arm broken in a gruesome angle and a bruise forming over his right eye. Scar was already dead and there was a small web of cracks against the ground and a red stain.

The teen dodged a messy swipe from the redstoner, elbowed his chest and swung at his neck.

There was a thin splash of blood on the white concrete before Mumbo burst into smoke and dropped all his tools.

Grian threw himself forward just as Tommy slammed Bdubs to the ground and pinned him by the neck. He raised his axe just as the other blonde grabbed his arm.

The man wrestled to try and loosen his grip. “Tommy! Wait! Wait, it’s not a real war!”

He may have outweighed the teen by at least a dozen kilograms, but Tommy knew how to fight and he fought dirty. He smashed his forehead into his nose and Grian knew it was broken. His mouth soon filled with iron and he barely remembered to duck as Tommy swung his axe again.

The builder caught flashes of his eyes between messy parries and slices through his shirt; anger made them glow like hollowed glass housing a candle.

“I’m Grian, Tommy! My name’s Grian.” He shouted, moving back towards the main meeting room.

The next swing caught his wing. Pain flared down his shoulder and down his spine, knocking him to his knees as he dropped his sword.

A bright red, yellow and blue feather spun to the ground between him. Grian leaned heavily against one of the chairs, heaving his breath as Tommy slowly lowered his axe. It clattered to the ground, sharp and echoing into the silence.

“Ph - Grian?” He sounded terrified.

“It’s me. It’s okay. I’m okay.”

He extended his good wing out, trying to keep it from shaking as pain still coursed down his back. He held out his arms and caught the boy as he fell, clutching his jumper and hyperventilating.

“Breath with me. Just breathe with me Tommy. In. Out.” Grian rubbed his hands down his armoured back. “Just breath.”

He thumbed them straps for a moment, but decided against it when he felt Tommy press harder into his chest.

“ Don’t worry. You don’t need to keep fighting. You’re safe here. I’m here.”

[findingjoynweirdstuff]

A comprehensive guide for whose streams to watch for Dream SMP plot if you’re overwhelmed

By now everyone’s probably figured out that there is a LOT of content out there on Twitch about the Dream SMP, and if you’re new to the fanbase it’s probably super overwhelming to figure out how to keep up with it all. 

So I’ve decided to make a guide of who streams, and who usually has “plot stuff” to keep up with, vs. more chill vibes, since it may be helpful to some people? Maybe??

More under the cut: 

I wanna be clear, this is all based on my personal gathering of it, and even if you’re only invested in the “plot stuff,” so to speak, I’d still highly recommend giving the more Chill Vibes-focused streamers a try if you have the time! This is mostly for people who are getting started and don’t know who to follow along with, or where all of this plot stuff is even coming from, anyway. I’m probably missing a lot too, since I can’t keep up with everything either (honestly, who could)

So, let’s get to it! And I wanna reiterate, I am NOT saying “more plot stuff” = better. This is not some sort of tier list. Just a guide. Also I am probably forgetting people, so I apologize in advance! I just hope this helps somebody.

First off: Almost Always Plot Stuff

- Wilbur: The dude’s first stream on the SMP was the start of L’manberg. What more can I say? He doesn’t really do grinding for items streams or building streams, and he keeps them very short. The streams are quite rare because of this. If you only keep up with Wilbur and no one else, though, you may end up missing some important events like the Battle of the Lake and the Pet War. 

A lot of Plot Stuff, and when not, Hijinks 

- Tommy: Yeah, everyone considers him the “main character” at this point. It kinda goes without saying

- Quackity: If you wanna see the “villain’s POV” of the whole Schlatt plot, so to speak. Even now that he’s on Pogtopia’s side, he still has streams with Dream and Schlatt, so you’re still getting that perspective on things. Also did the whole cartel thing with Tommy, and was of course running for president as well. 

Sometimes Plot Stuff (and a lot of fun)

- Fundy: Watch the Pet War!! Drama and heartbreak!! Fundy’s big into pranks. He also did the whole secret diary thing. And sometimes those pranks become very plot-relevant, such as the Pogtopia Buttons. Always a joy! He’s very underappreciated. Currently involved with the Dreamon plot

- Tubbo: Sometimes he gets up to hijinks with Tommy, other times he does building, like his current project to Drain the Ocean. And of course, when the big Plot Days come around, he plays a big part. Currently involved with the Dreamon plot

- Ironically, Karl?? Sure he hasn’t gotten himself into any animatics, but Wilbur was straight up about to blow up Manberg on his stream. Plus him and Sapnap/him and Quackity make for iconic duos. A lot of musical fun! Seriously, if you want a canon Dream SMP Musical, this is the closest you’ll get.

- Technoblade: A lot of grinding for weapons of course, but also there for the Big Days. Whenever he uploads once in a blue moon, a puppy angel gets its wings

- Niki: Also there for the big days! I haven’t been keeping up with her streams as much but she also seems to be building a secret city, from what I’ve heard?

Building/grinding and Chill Vibes

- Eret: L’manberg’s primary builder, king of the Dream SMP faction, currently working on a badass museum. Very LGBT friendly, honestly just a nice and chill time

- Ponk: Ponk always has a cool project going on. Underrated builds, one of the OG Eight. The burning of his Lemon Tree was an event that led to the start of the original Disc War. Will the Lemon Trees ever be truly safe? Only time will tell

- HBomb: Made the Leap of Faith, just a nice guy all around, terrorized Fundy and Quackity with a maid outfit

- Awesamdude: Redstone skills off the charts. Seriously wtf. Helping Tubbo drain the ocean. If you’re wondering about the Badlands as well, that’s Sam, Bad and Antfrost. One of the OG Eight who made a recent return to the server after a looooooong absence. He streams now!

- Antfrost: Currently working on an animal sanctuary, I believe? Part of the Badlands. His very first stream was for Taco Bell. Good times, good times.

- Badboyhalo: Makes some very cute statues. A great muffin! Part of the Badlands. One of the OG Eight.

- Purpled: Very recently returned, working on a new base I think? Preparing for war

- Thunder1408: Also very recently returned, so I’m not sure yet. Way back when, though, he was working on that giant floating Tesco’s in the sky above Purpled’s Walmart. Very underrated! 

- Punz: Doesn’t stream as much on the SMP these days, but has recently been trying to get a trident. I’m not sure if he ever found one? Someone remind me. Also was involved in the Pet War! RIP Beenis

The Dream Team (I just made them their own category since they’re difficult to place)

- Dream: Did that one stream where he remodeled the house? Usually doesn’t stream on the SMP much anymore.  Mostly just shows up in other people’s streams, usually to be mysterious and cryptic

- George: He sleeps

- Sapnap: Building a new secret base, did karaoke with Karl, also involved in the Dreamon plot and the Battle of the Lake (but didn’t stream that) and was everyone’s favorite pet-killer during the Pet War. Him and Fundy have some history. Also, recently stole Tommy’s horse?? So they’re going to have to address that at some point, probably.

Bonus:

- Phil: Not even in the SMP but still manages to RP somehow?? If you’re not following him already you absolutely should

And that’s it for now! I hope this was vaguely helpful? At all? And again, I’m almost certainly missing things because it’s just so much to keep track of

Hope you enjoyed!

[votederpycausemufins]

another chapter of the ‘we summoned Tommy and now we found out Grian’s family” fic. this chapter is very long.

also warning, there are some references to sui//cide, but it’s never directly mentioned by name.

Phil tried to ignore the way his chest hurt at the name that had been said. Sure, biologically Grian was his son, but it had been years since they had seen each other, and he had grown up with different people who became a new family for him. And he understood that, but it still hurt that the avian thought of someone else as his dad.

“Er, not quite.”

“Oh, okay,” Grian spoke, matter of factly. The two of them stayed quiet for a few moments before he spoke again. “You found me ‘gain.”

“That I did.”

“You didn’t stop lookin’”

“Nope.” Phil replied, though he knew it was a lie. Of course he always wanted to find his son again, but he had given up actually looking a number of years ago. It wasn’t worth focusing on one child and ignoring the others. But he supposed that’s sort of what happened anyway with him and Tommy. 

“That’s what I thought. It kept me goin’ on th’ really bad days.”

“Am I allowed to know what those bad days were?”

Grian was silent before shaking his head. “Hurts too much…”

“That’s alright mate. How about you talk about some other stuff.”

And so Grian did. Talking with Phil about some of the things he had done over the years. Eventually, Stress arrived and helped out, getting the bots up there with Grian and Phil. At that point the stories stopped and Grian focused on his kids, who were glad for all the attention. Mumbo returned with Tommy shortly, also bringing Tubbo along, and soon Grian’s nest was filled, making him quite happy.

“He’s looking better.”

“Yeah, I think it was your admin who gave me the gist of things. He was tired and using his Watcher stuff which made him loopy.”

“Yeah, that would do it.” Mumbo shook his head.

“Hey, you know what that means?” Tommy asked, smirking and focusing his gaze on the bots. Jrumbot smiled and pulled out some pumpkin seeds, which Grian quickly pounced on and started eating. “That part of the bird stuff is great.”

“And what part isn’t so great?” Philza asked, though for a moment he regretted it, thinking the teen wouldn’t respond and just stay quiet or get angry.

But instead he just crossed his arms and gave an over-exaggerated pouting face. “When he gets all mother hen or whatever and is super overbearing. The other shit is fine.”

“Tommy!” Mumbo huffed but the teen just waved him off.

“Oh come on, they’ve heard me say it loads of times. Jrum won’t risk saying anything cause you’ll just take some of his diamonds away.”

“Yeah! I won’t say stuff like that!” Jrum agreed, before suddenly Phil jumped and looked to see a few of his remaining feathers now in the small robot’s hands. “How much would I get for these Tommy?”

“I’m sure if you meet the right people you can get plenty for those. He’s like, trillions of years old, and not many people have them.”

“I’m not that old!” Phil complained, trying to grab the feathers back. He managed to pull one out of Jrumbot’s hand, but the rest ended up disappearing into whatever the kid had for an inventory.

“You’re right. You’re older.” Tommy taunted. “Old as shit. Dinosaurs are younger than you and they’re all dead.”

Philza glared at Tommy before his gaze fell on Grian. The other avian was still out of it, but getting better. Then he looked at Mumbo before rolling his eyes. “Alright Tommy, maybe so. But it means I’ve got more experience.”

Tommy paused, not used to the hardcore player agreeing with him about something like this. He looked over at the bots, who shrugged. It wasn’t like they had grown up with him. “Says the guy who let two mobs get the best of him.”

“Hey that was one time! And that was also years ago!”

“I’m gonna ‘gree, that’s pretty lame.” Grian spoke up, giggling a bit still. “I’m still alive af’er uhhh…” He started counting on his fingers. “I dunno! Lotta years with Sam!”

Mumbo, Tommy and the bots immediately froze up, looking between each other nervously. Tommy moved a little closer to Grian to make sure he had the avian’s attention. “Hey G? You sure that’s okay to talk about? I know normally you-”

“Pfft, it’s fine! Not like I died! ‘Stead I just hurt a lot, killed some pipul, selled some drugs, stuff like that!” Grian looked over to Philza, who was starting to regret staying around when everyone else arrived. “Ya know, almost didn’ make it. But I didn’ wanna disappoint you by giving up. Mmm… plus Gareth freaked me out too much ‘n I didn’ wanna be like him.”

“Okay Grian! I think you should really get to sleep now! We can talk about this more later! But don’t you want to uh…” Mumbo trailed off. 

“I can get the jukebox once you’ve slept!” Tommy continued for Grian who seemed to really like that idea. He finally laid down and before long he fell asleep.

It was still quiet for a bit, no one sure how to react to all of that at first. Phil and Tubbo were the quietest since they had little to no context. Because of that, they easily jumped when Tommy finally shouted and broke the silence. “Okay Mumboli, when the fuck were you going to tell me about that part of all that shit?!”

“First off, that would be something Grian would need to tell you, not me! Second off, I didn’t even know about that!” The anger on Mumbo’s face quickly turned to some sort of melancholy. “He didn’t even tell me. I mean, he had made some jokes, but I assumed that it was just from the situation. It does make sense he would think of… but…” The redstoner became quiet, his normally pale face much paler than before.

“Daddy?” Grumbot spoke up, making Mumbo look at the bots. Jrum was shaking a bit and Grum didn’t look quite so well himself. “I think Jrum and I should leave.”

“R-Right. Let me help you down.” The redstoner picked Jrum up to help him down the ladder, Grum still well enough to go down it himself. Before he left the platform though, he got Tommy’s attention and nodded towards Tubbo and Philza. “Try to fill them in. If Grian wakes up before I’m back, tell him what he did. He deserves to know.”

Tommy nodded, waiting for Mumbo to leave before saying anything. “So… Grian kinda got stuck in a fucked up place for a number of years. He’s told Mumbo a lot of stories and me some as well, but not everything of course. Basically, he had two friends. If he was me, one of them was like you Tubbo. But uh… the other guy was like Dream. Like, Dream’s an admin and all that, but this other guy was for the most part just a fucking normal guy around my age but he went off the deep end. G and the other friend escaped, but not for a long time. That place was a hardcore world, but they didn’t have potions or healing or whatever the fuck. I mean, there weren’t any mobs either, so death wasn’t at every corner. I mean I guess it was for G because the one guy was a psycho and murderer, but whatever.”

“Wait, are you telling me that this guy just lived with someone potentially worse than Dream for years?!” Tubbo asked while Philza was trying to comprehend it all.

“Uh, well they didn’t live with each other all the time, but yeah. But ‘cause it’s probably good for you guys to know, his main triggers are wearing blue as well as rabbits. If someone else is wearing blue, it’s fine, but if he’s wearing blue it freaks him out. With the rabbits thing, some of them being around are fine, but white rabbits especially freak him out ‘cause the guy was a hybrid.”

“Alright, noted.”

“One of the people most frustrated about it is Grumbot because, well you know how he just suddenly knew who you were, right Phil? They kinda first built him to help with the election here- long story, talk about it another time- and he’s able to look into a lot of stuff, but only based on political stuff. There wasn’t really anything like that with G’s first world. I mean, he gets fragments since Grian’s been a campaign manager before, but all that really comes up is empire stuff.”

“Uh, he had an empire? Was it anything like-” Tubbo timidly asked, glancing to the unconscious avian.

“Nah, basically he just built a big thing in the middle of the ocean and decided he would become the Grian Empire. The only other member was his friend- the good one- but he went off and made his own place pretty quickly. The worst he did is the TNT there was really volatile. If you so much as touched it after placing it, it would explode. He’s told the TNT shop story a number of times where he built the shop out of it and made the stock the walls of the shop.”

“Was that the first time he did something like that, or did it never go anywhere?”

“No that’s the thing!” Tommy started laughing. “He did it so many fucking times and someone still fell for it! That’s why it’s such a great story.” 

From there, Tommy continued to mostly tell lighthearted stories Grian had shared with him. He talked about the prank war and following civil war from the Hermits’ previous world. The hippies against area 77, the time machine, the build height battle. After that he brought up the head games, which freaked Phil and Tubbo out when he suddenly pulled out what at first appeared to be a severed head but was actually a very accurate mask. From there the election was talked about like Tommy had promised, and then the following turf war and its minigame battle.

“I showed up right after the turf war which I’m really glad about because it freaked me out enough just hearing about it. I can’t imagine having to learn what wars here were actually like while in the middle of it all. Instead when Grian visited me when I was holed up in his old place, he just kept talking about the mole people. Around then’s when I really started opening up, especially when Zed showed up.”

“Who’s that?”

“Sheep hybrid that makes contraptions instead of redstone. He made me a bed that just kills me instead of what it should.” Grian spoke up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He was still slightly groggy from just waking up, but the three SMP members could tell he looked rested and more lucid than earlier. “Where’s Mumbo and the kids?”

“He had to take them away.” Tommy answered, covering Tubbo and Phil’s mouths before they could say anything, even though they weren’t going to. “Grian, you were like, super out of it earlier.”

“Oh oof, how bad was it?”

“Well,” Philza pulled Tommy’s hand away from his mouth. “You mistook me for some person named Martin and asked me to swear loyalty to your empire. Then you called me some name resembling your admin’s name.”

“X eye sooma void?”

“Exactly.”

Grian laughed a little. “Yeah, a number of the hermits call him some variation of his name so I took it to the next level when I first showed up.”

Tommy put a hand on Grian’s knee and the avian looked over, smile falling from his face when he noticed the serious look on the teen. He immediately sat up straighter, worried for his brother. “Tommy what’s wrong?”

Tommy noticed the way Grian’s hand moved like it wanted to grab a weapon, something he had seen constantly when the two of them were alone at night and the avian was being overprotective of him when he could take care of himself. Well okay there was the factor that all the mobs here seemed to be stronger, but that wasn’t too bad. Grian asking Tommy’s name again pulled him from his thoughts and he immediately stopped Grian who was now actually reaching for a weapon. “No! No it’s nothing that bad! You’re going to freak out Big T if you do that!”

“Then what’s going on?!” Grian huffed, crossing his arms, mainly so he wouldn’t try that again.

“When you were really out of it, you said some things. Specifically from your high school stories.”

Grian looked a bit uncomfortable from that, but didn’t look too worried. “Okay. I- was I screaming? Did I scare the boys from that?”

Tommy shook his head. “No. You said something new. It- god G, not even Mumbo knew about it at first.”

Now Grian looked worried, eyes flicking between Tommy and the other two and he pulled his knees up to his chest. “Wh-which thing did I say?”

Tommy stood up, being the only one standing adding to his already tall height. “You mean there’s more shit you haven’t fuckin’ told anyone about?! Grian what the fuck?!”

Tubbo tried to pull Tommy back down, but the blonde teen resisted for a bit before falling back to the ground. “Tommy please. If it’s been this long and he doesn’t want to talk, it's obviously really bad.”

“No, you don’t know some of the shit Grian’s talked about. There’s nothing that could be that bad!”

“Tommy that’s enough.” Philza spoke coldly, making him and Tubbo freeze. “Grian’s not you. He decides what he’s going to talk about. Maybe to most people the stuff he talks about is worse than the stuff he hides, but obviously it’s different for him. So you’re not going to fucking yell at him and make him even worse.”

Tommy frowned angrily, but stayed quiet and slumped back. Tubbo tried to help calm Tommy down while Phil did his best to do the same with Grian. “So… can you tell me what I said? Grian tentatively spoke up, looking to Tommy, but Phil answered instead.

“You mentioned someone named Gareth and not wanting to be like him. Obviously Tommy and Mumbo knew what you were talking about, but me and probably also Tubbo don’t know anything and are still pretty clueless. We just know that it’s something bad.”

Grian let out a quiet ‘oh’ as he pulled his knees even closer to himself. “Um, after I disappeared, I ended up in a different world and made friends with some people named Sam and Taurtis.” Philza tried not to react as he recognized the second name. “At some point in high school I moved in with them, but before that it was just the two of them. They had a teacher named Gareth. He um… his wife was found killed and a lot of people thought he did it. He… got fed up with it and uh..” Grian shook his head. “The classroom was closed up when people found his, uh, body. They took that away but left… left behind what he used. There was one time I snuck in and thought about… you know. But his ghost showed up and freaked me out so I ran.”

After that, it was quiet, no one really knowing how to respond to that. Grian just ended up letting his feathers puff up and he hid in his wings, Tommy being able to wriggle his way in there. The wings ended up muffling a conversation the two had in whispers, though Tubbo and Phil could both hear a few curses from Tommy. Mumbo finally came up the ladder while they were doing this and was greeted by the two SMP members with a finger to their lips. The redstoner wasn’t planning to be loud since he didn’t know if Grian was awake again or not, but he still of course complied. He moved closer to the avian before putting a hand on one wing, Grian moving said wing out of the way to see who was there.

“Mumbo. A- How are the bots?”

“They’ve gone to bed. They seem like they’ll be fine.” Mumbo replied in a soft voice. “You can go back to what you were doing, I just wanted to let you know so you weren’t worried.”

“N-no, it’s fine. I… Hey Tommy, why don’t you show off your base.” When Tommy looked like he might refuse, Grian spoke again. “Please?”

“Alright, but not my fault if a war starts up!”

That earned a smile from the avian. “Wouldn’t have it any other way. Remember to bring scaffolding with you. I’m sure you can find some in the chests in the basement.”

“You mean the storage system, or the fucking chest monster.” Grian smirked an evil little grin. “Fuck you. Alright come on you two. You gotta see Cobble Tower.”

The two other SMP members each gave Grian a look of sympathy before going down the ladder behind Tommy. He led them down to the fireplace that was centering the main hall, but specifically to one side of it. “Alright, this is the quick way up and down.” The teen opened some trap doors revealing some sort of donut-shaped object. “There’s one on the other side, but this is the elevator or whatever the heck Zed called it. You sort of lie down in it like this.” Tommy climbed in, lying down in the small structure. “Then you just hit that button and-“

Redstone activated and suddenly Tommy was lowering out of view. He quickly pointed towards the other side of the fireplace before pulling his arm in so it didn’t get crushed. It took a few moments, but an identical mechanism appeared there, ready for Tubbo or Phil to get into. Tubbo was the first to get in and was soon following behind Tommy. Philza, on the other hand, took more time getting situated, trying to be careful of his wings so they wouldn’t get caught or pinched on anything. He was mostly sure it would be fine since this was Grian’s place and he was an avian, but at the same time, the hardcore player could never be too sure.

When he reached the bottom, Tubbo was busy freaking out over all the items filling the chests. And there were plenty of them. There seemed to be a storage system lining the room, but also plenty of extra chests strewn about. “Hey, Philza Minecraft! Help us look for scaffolding, or at the very least some bamboo and string!”

The avian rolled his eyes before helping the pair, the three of them gathering enough for each of them to have at least two stacks. From there he led them out of the mansion’s basement and around the back of it in the direction of his own base. “Okay, so I haven’t been here as long as the other guys, so my tower is still in progress, but it’s got a couple floors. I mainly stay at the hobbit hole that’s back the other way.”

Both of the SMP members expected to just see a pillar made of cobble, but instead, standing tall in the distance, was a mostly completed tower that looked like it belonged to part of a larger castle that was nowhere in sight.

“Mate what the fuck is that?” Phil stared at the tower. There was no way that was Tommy’s. Or at the very least, he hadn’t built it. He had been close to Grian and they had all just been at Grian’s mansion which was a feat on it’s own. Obviously the avian had been building this for Tommy.

“I said we were going to my tower. And that’s it.” Tommy gestured to the tower before he continued talking. “I gathered all the cobble myself but bought a lot of the wood. Yeah some of it I got myself and I got gifts here and there, but I got a pretty good business venture so paying for it is easy.”

“Business venture?” Tubbo asked.

“Yeah. Speaking of which, I think Bdubs said the shop was empty so I’ll need to refill. Once I show you guys around, I’ll probably fly over to do that.”

“Could I come with you?”

Tommy paused to look at his friend. “I don’t think that’s a good idea Big T. Everyone’s at the shopping district like all the time, and they fly everywhere too. They aren’t all avians like Phil and Big G, and they don’t use tridents all that often, so instead it’s elytra, and those use fireworks to work. I don’t know how you’ve been since I left, but I’m guessing you and fireworks still aren’t on the best of terms.”

Tubbo crossed their arms. “I can use fireworks when I need to. You know that.”

“Yeah, you can use them fine, but you get jumpy when other people use them.”

Before Tubbo could respond, a voice from further ahead piped up. “Hey Tommy my man! Who’re your friends?”

“Hey Ren!” Tommy ran over to his neighbor. “This is my dad and my friend Tubbo. They’re sort of visiting.”

“Nice to hear.” Ren lowered his sunglasses slightly to look at the visitors. “I’m sure X knows about them?”

“Yeah, I sorta got half kidnapped while hanging with Grian and they followed us back.”

Ren inhaled sharply with a wince, his ears folding back as well. “Oof, how bad did Grian scare them?”

“Phil got freaked out cause he did some shit to piss off Watchers in the past.” Tommy smirked while Philza rolled his eyes. “He kinda tried taking me back again as well as the bots. I seriously thought Grian might kill him until Grum kinda shouted at us.”

“Yikes, how bad did it get for him to do that?”

“We kinda kept interrupting him while he was trying to tell us something important.” Ren winced again from that comment. “Fortunately it helped calm things down a little in the violence department.”

“And in the other departments?”

Tommy pulled Phil over closer to Ren. “So Phil isn’t just my dad.”

Ren nodded. “Yeah, you said you had some brothers.”

“Yeah, he’s also Grian’s dad.”

Again, Ren nodded. “Okay, yeah that-” the wolf hybrid completely froze. “Grian’s dad?! But he’s your dad!”

“Yup.”

“But also Grian’s?!”

“Yeah.”

“So the two of you are-”

“Brothers, yup.”

“You know this explains so much my dude.” Ren ran his fingers through his hair as he stared at the avian with his new knowledge. “Who else knows?”

“Right now, Xisuma and Mumbo. Haven’t really gotten the chance to tell many others.”

Ren nodded in understanding. “Does this mean you two aren’t coming to triple H?”

At this point Tubbo finally spoke up. “What’s that? And also it’s nice to meet you. Tommy said your name was Ren?”

“Yup, Ren Diggity Dawg at your service. And it’s Hermits Helping Hermits. We try to meet up once a week to help out one hermit.”

“You say that, but we haven’t even done it once yet Ren.” Tommy piped up, making Ren frown.

“Well that’s how it’s going to work. Hey, if you want, these two could come along.”

“I dunno. There would probably be lots of flying.” Tommy shrugged before slightly gesturing towards Tubbo. 

“Tommy! I don’t need you acting so concerned for me! A few fireworks aren’t going to freak me out! Plus aren’t there unlimited lives here? Even if I do die I’ll just come back!”

Before Tommy could say anything in response, Tubbo took the elytra that were on Tommy’s back and put them on their own back. Ren seemed to be on Tubbo’s side, because he handed them some blank fireworks. He immediately lit one, which made them flinch just a little, but the next one didn’t cause them to have the same reaction. The only problem was while he was using the fireworks, he wasn’t getting into the air at all. “Uh, how exactly do these work?”

Tommy looked like he wanted to shout, but Ren spoke up before the teen could. “Elytra wings open up on descent, so you have to jump first. I’d say we get you some platform to test with before you try launching from the ground itself. Not even every hermit can do that right since you need to hit the sweet spot. Tommy’s pretty good at it though, but he’s got a good teacher.”

Tommy just rolled his eyes when Tubbo and Ren looked over at him. “Grian doesn’t use elytra, he uses his fucking wings.”

“He had to relearn how to fly in season six when he was still hiding his wings.” Ren pointed out and Tommy rolled his eyes again, though the sentence had caught Phil’s attention.

“Why was he hiding his wings?”

“Someone’s in parent mode.” Ren chuckled, which caught Phil slightly off guard. “I’ve heard that same tone plenty of times from X. Usually around the full moon.”

“Wait, so are you-”

“Werewolf, yeah. I know, most people just assume hybrid, and I kinda am. Anyway, to answer your question, he had apparently already gotten used to it in his older worlds. Even hanging around other hybrids didn’t help. He just had them hidden for so long that his standard was no wings. Iskall was the one to really get him with his wings out.”

“Iskall is Mumbo’s sibling, right?”

“Nah, unless we have another case of a surprise family connection. They had a business venture with Grian and Mumbo last season and the three have been really close ever since. They’re not officially related, but at this point they’re essentially all family.”

“I see, well what did he do?”

“They made a shop for hiring them as a hitman since they did that in the past. Someone ordered one on Grian and he got a plan ready and everything, but it involved outflying Iskall.”

“Good to know. I’ll have to meet with them at some point.” Phil nodded and Ren gave a barely noticeable wink at the avian correcting himself.

“Well, I’m sure I've held you guys up enough. If Tommy gives you any more trouble with flying, just shoot me a message.” Ren looked at Tubbo with his second comment, then he waved goodbye and headed off the other way.

Over the course of the next hour and a half, Tommy briefly showed off his tower, but for the most part it was Tubbo learning how to fly with elytra. Tommy was giving out pointers, but mostly was just freaking out whenever Tubbo did something that seemed even slightly concerning. Phil was doing his best to give tips, but wasn’t completely sure how elytra worked seeing as how he was used to just his own wings and hadn’t had access to elytra since they had been damaged.

By the end of the hour, Tubbo was flying pretty well, and Tommy was following nearby. When he had first gotten into the air, it had made Tubbo jolt, but before long, he had gotten acclimated to the firework’s initial sound with no following explosion. Tommy also ended up getting out a third pair of elytra for Philza to try. It wasn’t enchanted like the ones Tubbo wore or the backups on Tommy’s back, but it would do fine for a quick trip to the shopping district.

“Alright, you can explore the place as much as you want as long as you don’t go stealing anything. Otherwise I’ll have to pay for it.”

“You? Telling us not to steal?”

Tommy crossed his arms. “Yeah, no one does that here. I did a bit at the start, but you don’t really fucking need to. Even if you could just pay for shit at the shops, if you really need something, someone’s gonna show up to help you out.”

“Got it.” And with that the three of them flew over the ocean and to the island in the middle of it all. The place was littered with builds that surprised Phil and Tubbo. “These are all just shops?!”

“Yeah. You saw how big Big G’s mansion is. Just about everyone works at that scale. Even if they don’t fucking need to. You get used to it after a bit, it’s why my place is so big. You’d lose your minds if you saw Cub’s place.”

“I don’t even want to know mate.” Phil replied as they landed, sounding slightly exasperated at the thought.

“Right, well that’s my place over there.” Tommy pointed to a shop that looked more like a skyscraper and was near a number of similar buildings. “Most of the land in the actual shopping district is claimed, but Aquwu town still has lots of property.”

“What the fuck did you just say?”

“Aquowo.”

“Stop.”

“Aquwayway.”

“What’s the place actually called?” Tubbo piped up, making Tommy stop the joke.

“Just Aqua Town, but no one pronounces it like that. Even Scar, and he built the place. He normally calls it Aque Town.”

“I’ll be using that.”

“Suit yourself.” Tommy then walked towards his building. “You guys take the diamonds out and I’ll restock the place, okay? You can even keep a few of the diamonds.”

There were some nods of agreement and the trio went inside. Tommy put down his shulker boxes filled with stock as Tubbo opened the first chest, eyes going wide at the amount of diamonds in them. “There’s twenty-seven diamonds in this chest!”

Phil looked up surprised before looking in another chest. “This one too.”

“Well they said the place was all sold out.” Tommy responded as he opened up one of the shulkers and started pulling stacks of cobble out of it.

The avian noticed just what Tommy was grabbing and stared at it. “Mate, are you actually selling cobble for diamonds?”

Tubbo’s head whipped around to look away from the chest where he too saw Tommy pulling out cobble. “Not just cobble. There’s that, normal stone, andesite and granite.”

“And they buy that?”

“Yeah, at first I thought it was out of pity, until one day I got there to stock up and Bdubs was in there and was happy I was there. They all like building, but when they mine, none of the hermits bother to pick up all the stone since they normally fill their inventories with anything else and let the rest disappear. I make sure to go down with plenty of chests and put everything away, so when they need stone and shit, I’m the one they buy from.”

From there, Tommy and the other two stocked the shop. No hermits showed while they stocked, but one did show up just as they were leaving, Tubbo jumping back a little as the two of them nearly ran into each other, the wide eyed look of the hermit adding to the surprise. “Hey Keralis. Just stocked up so you’re good to go.”

“Why spank you Tommy. Who are your friends?”

“Tubbo and my dad Phil.”

“Will they be staying long?”

“Yeah, but Big G’s got them covered with housing.”

“Ah, Brian does have a good place indeed. But if they need a place to stay, I have plenty of room.”

“Almost too much. They’d be like me the first time I saw your place.”

“All the more reason for them to visit!”

“Right, see ya later.” Tommy followed behind Tubbo and Phil who had already slowly gotten ahead. He pulled out his comm and sent a message to Grian and Mumbo about where they were and where they were heading. Mumbo sent a reply that they would be coming over there soon with the bots, and Tommy put his comm away again. “Alright, I have a bit of land on a different part of the island, but it’s not really a shop. It’s more something I sort of brought over from the SMP.”

Tommy led them through the roads before they reached another area near the shore. Sand had terraformed the nearby land and various tables and chairs and other items were all over the place. But right next to the shoreline was a familiar piece of furniture that had Tubbo tearing up just a little. “You built the bench.”

“Yeah. Made it feel more like home sometimes. The rest of it is based on the beach party I held back in exile.”

Tubbo flinched slightly and looked down at the ground. Tommy was slightly confused and looked at Philza, who just gave a slight nod and wandered off. Once he was gone, Tommy led his friend over to the bench. “What’s up Big T?”

“Your… Your beach party. I- I’m sure you had fun.”

“Not really. Didn’t go the way I planned. Especially since you weren’t there.”

“I didn’t think you wanted me there. I never-”

“I sent an invitation, Tubbo. Ghostbur was supposed to give everyone in L’Manberg an invitation. But no one came. I thought it was cause you all fucking hated me. I mean, I did kinda ruin everything. I remember how mad you were.”

“Tommy…”

“I still thought that when I got here. Starting making friends out of spite instead of because I needed them. But then they made me realize some things. I don’t… Ghostbur wasn’t the most reliable, so I thought maybe he just didn’t manage to get the invitations out. But Grian said since Dream was messing with me the whole time I was there, he probably did something. Made sure you didn’t come.”

“Really? He’s been helping out. With you gone he’s become an ally to L’manberg.”

Tommy essentially growled in response to those words. “He’s not a fucking ally to anyone. He plays mind games and fucks everything up. He lies and tries to make you trust him so he can stab you in the back later. He was trying to make it so I’d only trust him. Unless you’re saying he told the truth when you immediately burned your compass for me.”

Tubbo’s hand immediately moved to hold where he had kept his compass, but it stopped midway there. “I… No. I kept it with me all the time.”

“Kept?”

Tubbo started tearing up a little before forcing the tear back. “I sort of got killed by a creeper and the explosion or something destroyed it. Tommy… I’m so sorry. I didn’t want to lose it. I didn’t want to lose you. But-”

Tubbo was cut off from Tommy hugging him. “It’s fine Big T. We lived in a fucked up place, and now we don’t have to. It’ll be you and me again. I’ll build you a tower for yourself. I’ll-”

A loud sound suddenly rang out along with an explosion. A second and third pair of the noises quickly followed. Tommy and Tubbo jumped up from the bench and looked towards the source of the noises to find three withers in the middle of the shopping district.

“What the fuck?! Why are those there?!” Tommy was immediately pulling out his comm and sending a message in the main chat. 

Tubbo, on the other hand, squinted as something that seemed to be standing behind the boss monsters. They quickly shot open as he realized what he was seeing. “Technoblade?”