#im noticing things i could fix im gonna blow up

[vibeamphibian]

I miss my wife, tails

I swear I tried

HELP WHY AM I SURPRISED I WAS LIKE OH I NEEDA GET A DARKER COLOR! WHAT? ITS ALREADY BLAVK????

turck ♥️

[pixiesholloworld]

✘The tow truck driver?!✘

synopsis : Incoming text from - Toji 🛻 “i wasnt gonna tell you, but you’re fucking hot. but im honestly a hoe and only want one thing.. 🍆💦”

cw: daddy kink, fingering, head (giving/reciving), brat taming?, f!reader

the check engine light has been on for the past month, but you’ve repeatedly ignored it. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it, right? well, your consistent neglect of the light has landed you in this situation. 

stranded on the shoulder of the highway waiting for some shady tow truck driver to come to your rescue, he was your cheapest option, and when you saw his old beat up truck speeding towards you, you quickly understood why. he came to a stop as he approached, rolling down his passenger window to get a good look at you. 

“you [✿]?”, the brown rust corroded the hood of his car, causing flakes to peel off with the wind. you can’t even imagine what the truck could’ve looked like in it's glory, it was hard to believe years of neglect left the truck in this state— it's almost like he bought it this way. “yeah,” you answered, “are you toji?”

“what’s it look like?” you search the truck to see the faded out: ‘Toji’s Towing’. “oh”

“ya waitin’ for an invite?”

you open the car door to see crumbled-up wrappers from obscure burger joints and empty beer cans—the rubbish, let alone the smell of *sniff* *sniff*… man contorted your face. toji must’ve taken notice of this because it made him chuckle. “excuse the mess, sweetheart,” his raspy voice curling over his words, “you don’t mind, do ya?”

“not at all,” you awkwardly smile. you felt kind of bad for him, honestly. he hooked his crane up to the front of your car and, before pulling off, lit a cigarette. his shoulders were broad and his arms looked strong and heavy, he didn’t have an AC in his car, either that or it didn’t work, so the hot summer air blew in both of your faces 

his black locks stayed all but too far from his face, allowing you to get a glimpse of the scar that marks his lip, his emerald eyes focusing on the road ahead. 

you felt weird for staring at him after a while and didn’t want him to notice, so you averted your gaze to the road, watching the cars pass by you two. you wondered though, how could a hunk like him get in this position. 

“so, you grew up’round here?” He asks

“a little ways from here, i stay with my mom in a duplex”

“nice, where ya comin’ from?”

“my job, i work as a barista at the mall”

“s’ bit far for work don’t you think”

you smile at how easily he set himself up, “you drive a tow truck”

you turn towards him to see a smirk creeping up on his face, he blows out smoke and holds his cigarette out

“fair,” he pulls another drag before putting it out in what you can only assume to be a homemade ashtray, “you got anyone that can look at this for ya at home?” he says gesturing towards your car

“mm no, i was gonna take it to the shop”

he clicks his teeth and sneers, “those punks don’t know the first thing about cars”

“where do you think i should go then?”

he glances over at you before returning his attention to the road, “i’ll look at it for ya”

—

after that convo the rest of the drive was silent, though you both exchanged stolen glances here and there. you tried to tell yourself it was nothing to overthink, though the stirs in your stomach were telling you otherwise. it was hard to act like having an older man’s attention wasn’t somewhat enticing 

when he finally got to your house, he backed your car into the driveway. you couldn’t help but feel a slight sense of relief. though it was nice talking to him, you couldn’t wait to get out of that dump of a tow truck. it made you consider taking those AAA charges next time 

he steps out of the truck and walks around to let you out. when you see his full body for the first time, you’re a bit taken aback. sure he looked ok in the truck, but he looked even better out of it. he had a tall muscular build, and he had to be around 6 feet. how was his truck hiding so much height from your eyes? You shook any remaining amazement from your face and stepped out, hurrying past him to try and avert your gaze

“so what happened anyways, what’s wrong with it?” he immediately walks past you to your car and starts inspecting it

“the engine light was on but.. i thought it would just go away on its own..” you reluctantly admit

“silly girl,” the rasp in his voice making your heart jump, “you should’ve taken this’t the shop when you first saw it” he struts over to you and lays his hand out, you look at his hand and then back up to his captivating eyes, “the keys?” he says.

“oh, yeah, right, right” you hand him the keys, and he turns the car on, popping the hood. you watch as his clothes cling to him, his long, black hair hanging over his face as he inspects different parts of your engine. you notice as he reaches into the engine, his tanned hands become stained with a black substance. it’s kinda hot. when you actually get a good look at him at this angle… he isn’t a bad-looking guy, he’s a little ruff around the edges, sure, but you like that about him

“i might have’ta take this to my shop, really gotta get under there n’figure out what’s going on”

you could name something else you wanted him to get under too, but you quickly shoved that thought in your back pocket, “how much is that gonna be” 

“usually i charge a pretty penny but for you,” he says while wiping his hands on a dirty rag that was stuffed in his pocket, “i’ll do it for free”

“really? oh my god thank you so much”

“s’no problem doll, i should probably get going before it gets too dark though”

you can feel your heart pounding from anticipation not quite wanting him to leave yet

“y-yeah sure, but um… wouldn’t you like to eat first?”

he closes your car hood and smirks

“whatcha cookin?”

—

you turn the keys to your house before inviting him in, he winks at you and makes himself comfortable at the kitchen's island. you walk past him and pull out lukewarm potatoes, you can feel him stare at you as you walk back and forth between the different drawers and potatoes. you tried to focus on what you were doing and tried to think of other things, but your mind would always wonder back to the idea of him bending you over and fucking the living daylights out of you 

you try to sneak a glance at toji but it doesn't work he's still staring just as intensely as before and snickers at your futile attempt to look without him knowing. "somethin' you wanna say, sweetheart?" he asks, words laced with lust

'yeah, i want you to fuck my brains out' some request that is huh? instead, you ask something more appropriate, "could you come peel the potatoes?" so there you two are side by side peeling potatoes, weakly fighting the urge to ask if he's feeling the same way you're feeling. your thoughts suddenly come to a halt though when you realize he's old enough to be married, even so when you peep at his hand, you see no ring, but he's definitely old enough to be somebody's dad.. who are you kidding, you love DILFs 

you go on and on internally struggling on if it would be morally correct to fuck a stranger—a tow truck driver—until he makes the first move for you, his hand slithering along your back to grab your hip, "where's your bathroom at? 've gotta drain the snake" 

"yeah its uh, right around the corner over there"

"thanks doll" he whispers into your ear before squeezing your hip and moving so close past you that you can feel his bulge before he slips away. you were at a loss for words. like actually your mind had went blank, what were you even supposed to do with that?

let him come back to your sprawled out naked body on the kitchen floor? but on second thought you had an even better idea, he clearly wanted you to feel that he was hard cause he feels that you're too scary to make a move. something he didn't know though is that you loved to play the long game and you could tease him all night if you had to

when he comes back, he sees you trying to reach the very top of your cabinet. you can hear his heavy foot steps stop right behind you before he rests a hand on your hips and pulls you close to his warm pelvis. "need help?" he asks. you look up at this tall, buffed up man, and he looks right back down at you

"could you hand me the paper towels up there?"

he hands them to you, but not before pressing himself against you, letting his hard-on poke between your cheeks. you could feel your heart skipping a million miles per minute, your cunt wildly throbbing between your legs, a tiny whimper escaping your lips when he backs away, leaving the paper towels in front of you

defeated, you walk back to the potatoes. how could you tease him back? oh, the bottom cabinet! you quickly plop down, and before he could notice you tug at the bottom of his jumpsuit pants, he looks down and is obviously flustered. you sat on your knees, looking at him with such ardor in your eyes "i need to get another bowl" you say while pointing towards the cabinet, a sneaky smile spreading across your face. "hm?" he says while bending down to your level, "I let you slide the first time, but I think you're forgetting somethin'"

confusion filled your face trying to figure out what it was you could've been missing until he grabs your face pulling you a bit closer to him

"where's your manners at girl?"

oh he was good at this

"what happens if i don't use 'em?"

"might need to train that pretty little mouth of yours"

"yeah? how're you gonna do that?"

he snickers at you, standing up while still holding your face in his big, calloused hand, "whatchu think?"

so there you are, taking every inch of his thick cock in your mouth as his hand holds the back of your head, making sure to push down when he wants to hear that slutty throat struggle to take all of him in 

“so this s’what all that staring was for?” he teases, “what a nasty girl, sucking on a stranger’s cock”

you hum contently, hands lightly grazing against his thighs as saliva collects at his base, slowly dripping onto your tiled floor

he groans while picking up the pace, “such a mess, you like the taste of it? hm? yeah you do”

you gag and hum against him, letting his angry tip bully the back of your throat. you just started, and you're already cock drunk, moaning and twisting your head around while you use your mouth to grip around his length tighter. 

he sucks air through his teeth, letting barely audible ‘fucks’ escape his breath while steadily rolling his hips into your mouth. you use your tongue to  dance around one of his throbbing veins, enjoying how it interrupts his rhythm, making him thrust faster and faster until a sudden mean pop snatches his hips away from your mouth 

he bends down to slip his tongue into your mouth, stealing the taste of his precum right from your mouth. you tongue him back a bit more eagerly, feeling around his teeth and the scar on his mouth until his lips depart 

“you’re so greedy” he teases, “didn’t your throat training teach you anything?”

“please, please kiss me toji” you didn’t think your pussy could take anymore teasing, you could feel how it beat against your squished thighs longing for his touch

he must’ve felt the same cause he stands you up on your feet and moves you on top of the island, snaking your pants off and pulling your slick cunt close to him in the process. “you gotta earn it, princess”, he taunts your clothed entrance with his tip before gracing you with one more kiss 

“put it in, please put it in” you couldn’t wait any longer and started slowly grinding yourself on the tip until, of course, a mean smack to your mound caused you to freeze. you look up at toji and see annoyance plastered on his face. you ooze at the seriousness on his face, waiting for him to say something 

“just for that, i’m not fuckin’ you”

“WHAT! no, please i’m sorry please toji im-“ he covers your mouth with one hand and moves the other towards your wet, sticky folds, collecting a bit of the slick before moving it around your pulsating clit.

he made deep circular motions on it, making you whine every time he hit the peak. your eyes rolled back, and you let him completely take over. your hips stuttering to his touch, he then moved closer, leaving kisses along your ear and down your neck, nipping at the skin 

though you didn’t know your muffled moans were making it hard for toji to stay focused on teasing you, the truth is he was about to cum earlier while you were on your knees. sitting so innocently while taking all of him in you, the way your pretty eyes would flutter at his praise or how you’d scrunch your nose when you pushed your head down more, not to mention that tongue trick you did earlier, instead of thinking about it, he decided to return the favor 

he moves down to your panties and moves them aside, covetously looking up at those same eyes that made his tip leak beads of precum. “that’s it baby, keep those pretty eyes on me,"  he starts slowly at first, his pointed tongue moving up your folds, slowly moving your legs further apart while keeping eye contact. the familiar feeling of haze started filling your mind as desperate moans echoed through your kitchen 

he groans into you, knowing the vibrations will probably make you cum faster, and he gently suckles on your wet bulb, listening to how sweetly you moan out his name. grabbing a fist full of his hair, you push him in deeper, chasing an end you didn't know toji wasn't going to let you reach just yet. 

he stops sucking and instead sticks one finger inside your drenched cunt, moving it ever so slowly while he moves a pointed tongue in swirls on your clit his finger eventually picks up the pace, so he slips two in, then three. he had a merciless tempo, curing his fingers around your g-spot just to hear those pretty little moans 

"m'gonna cum toji~" you'd whine out, but he'd rapidly shake his head against your sopping wet clit and slap your mound, telling you to wait. to say you were drowning in pleasure would be an understatement. you felt hot all over, and with every thrust, you were sure you were going to break. eventually your moans became cries for a release. he turned you into a dripping wet mess, and he loved every bit of it until, of course, you said the magic words 

"please let me cum daddy— fuck!~"

he lifts his head up almost instantly though he's still drilling his fingers through your pussy, "say that again?"

"please let me cum" you whimper, you don't know how much longer you can hold back

"nah girl, the other thing" he stands up, towering over you even as you're seating on the counter. his fingers pump into you slower but deeper, taunting your g-spot

"daddy" you whisper, he brings his other hand to your face and brings you in for a sloppy kiss loving how you moan into his mouth

"atta girl," he pulls his fingers out but the fullness is instantly replaced with his fat, rock hard cock. you felt him tear though you so easily, you desperately pull him in closer while looking at him through half lidded eyes. "look at you, so desperate for daddy's dick" he'd tease

"all fucked out n'still begging f'more" he pulled you in for another kiss and left his tongue slithering in your mouth while he pumped faster, holding you tightly as you struggled to keep up with his kisses. he moved a hand up to your face and held it in place as he tongued you, you felt a smile spread across his face as you struggled to keep it together until all you could do was wail into his mouth

his pace was harsh and unrelenting he fucked you like he was angry at you, punching your cervix with such vigor and gusto, you moaned louder practically screaming but all he did was move his mouth to your ear and whisper.

"that's it princess let it out, you're making sucha mess of yourself on me," you squeeze tighter at his words feeling your body go limp at the over stimulation, "you wanna cum on me?"

you shake your head yes almost instantaneously and he moves his head to look directly at you, moving his hand down to your clit, covering it in slick before rubbing it in circles. "go ahead," he coos, "cum on daddy's dick— sh-shit"

he keeps rolling his hips into you until you finally come to your shaky finish, leaving scratches on his skin as you try to grasp your way back into reality with toji following close behind, loudly groaning and pulling out before fisting himself over your stomach releasing thin milky shoots of cum

he holds you close to him and leaves kisses on your head before helping you off the counter, it was weird feeling the ground under you again the sudden rush of blood making your legs feel like jello

"so about your car,"

right, shit he was in here to eat FOOD and go home not fuck you

"ill probably be able to fix it by tomorrow, n'maybe come drop it back off," he says while slipping his jumpsuit back on, "unless you wanna come to mine instead”

"you'd love that wouldn't you"

"think your pussy would like it more" he teases, pulling you closer to him. he was gonna turn you on all over again until you heard the front door open

[satoriberry]

Y2K!!

#??: BLUE LOCK BOYS AS 2000s MOVIE TROPES.

#CAUTION: PROBABLY MAKING SHIT UP AS I GO BUT WHO CARES. LOTS OF COMPOUND SENTENCES???

#BERRY'S PRE-WRITING NOTE: if you're gonna ask, "wow aya did you actually research 2000s movie tropes to write this", the answer is going to be a big fat NOOOO im going off my idea of a 2000s movie using all the ones i watched as a kid/recently. some of these may be like late 2000s at most but we're sticking to y2k lol

Jock/Popular boy that asks you out and makes you his girlfriend because his friends dared him to do it. But then he starts to actually like you and falls for you eventually. He'll run after you during prom when his friends out him and reveal that it was all a dare (initially) and tries to repair your broken heart, even if it meant embarrassing himself. Movie ends with you forcing him to do a really embarrassing dare during graduation in front of everybody to make up for hurting you.

-> OTOYA, OLIVER, Shidou (?), Imamura, Kuon (if we up his asshole-ness jusssttt a bit more), KAISER

MC's comedic relief bestfriend (most of whose lines get followed by a laugh track if the movie is bad) who wasn't even interested in you (the bff of the love interest), but as the movie goes on, you two forcibly spend more and more time with each other and eventually have to concoct the final plan that'll get MC and his love interest together. when he tries to confess 3 minutes before the movie's ending, you have to pull him in by the collar and give him a big fat kiss instead because he can't stop rubbing the back of his neck and stuttering (then credits roll as a zoom-out shot starts)

-> BACHIRA!!!!, KARASU, IGAGURI, ZANTETSUUUUUUU, Naruhaya (?), Nanase, Neru

Guy bestfriend who watches you go through severe superficial change and become somebody totally different just to be with the popular guy. You two become distant and a huge fight blows up between the two of you, and you two stop talking. After going out with popular guy, you realize how much you hate him and ditch him. You and guy bestfriend both realize how much you two actually love each other and can't stand not being together. Guy bestfriend and you both coincidentally run to the place you two usually hung out in as kids, you out of post-date frustration and him to clear his mind after what happened. You dramatically approach each other and exchange a few words before one of you confesses to fix things, then seal it with a kiss with the moon in the background.

-> Isagi, YUKIMIYA, Reo, Ness, BAROU, Kunigami

Hot vampire boyfriend. That's it lol.

-> ARYU.

#BERRY'S POST-WRITING NOTE: if you havent noticed i kinda left out the two fandom favourites (sae and rin) for the sole reason that i dont know what kind of trope they would be in. like, idk man. they're too THEM to fit into any of these or any bs trope i could come up with. i also couldnt find one for my tokimitsu but oh well he fits into another one though (MY BOYFRIEND) :333 hope you enjoyed this peepol. lets hope my two other bllk related works make it out of drafts lolol

[quitealotofsodapop]

Hmm...if Mac absorbs the egg - does that mean he would have a rock in his gut? How would that even work? Would the egg be draining Mac's magic as a form of sustenance to replace the umbilical cord? Imagine the panic those monkeys would have - "Didn't your rock blow up when you were born?!" "Calm down, I doubt it's gonna go all chestburster on you! I hope." "Chest-what?!" "Oh, right, you haven't seen the movies..." "WUKONG!" - or does the *baby* go to Mac and leaves an empty rock for SWK to use?

OK Im calling a Long Post warning; cus its a long answer, and gives a pretty good idea Why the plot happens.

Basically the stone "Egg" MK comes from was a comet containing Something. The Jade Emperor and a bunch of other Celestials noticed it coming right for earth and started panicing. To anyone not in the know, it just looked like an unseasonable meteor shower over Megapolis.

SWK is summoned cus the Jade Emperor had Visions of what was in the "Egg"; an infant Stone Monkey that could transform into an Eldritch Abomination. Jade Emperor gives the order of scrambled stone egg.

SWK and a bunch of other characters are Not Down For It; so they teleport to SWK's Shame Temple (seen in "Imposssible Delivery") to hopefully catch the Egg before it lands.

Coincidentally; The Shame Temple happens to be where Macaque was put to rest hundreds of years ago, and he's just Woken Up (more details on Why later) to his ex-best-friend/possible soulmate standing there.

Moskha and Nezha have to keep the monkeys apart long enough to form a plan.

The comet that contains the Egg finally crashes down, and begins leaking a horrific chaotic energy thats ripping apart the reality around it. It takes the power of SWK, Nezha, Mohska, and Guanyin herself to perform a ritual to contain the energy within a confined space.

Problem was that when The Egg hit the earth, it had cracked open. But unlike SWK and Mac, it had not developed a body for its soul to survive in just yet.

Wukong has a rare lightbulb moment.

Wukong: "Hey, if *our* eggs held us - then could we use our old shells to patch it up and let it finish cooking?"

Macaque: "Thats the stupidiest idea you've ever had. Lets do it."

Guanyin gives the thumbs up, and Macaque takes SWK's place in the ritual, summoning all his shadow powers to keep the Soul within the temple. SWK causes some chaos zipping around to Flower Fruit Mountain and the Moon for the remains of his and Mac's stone eggs.

SWK patches the broken Cosmic Egg with the remaining shells, successfully trapping the energy.

Then Macaque's control on the shadows faulter, causing the Cosmic Egg to zoom towards him (Samadhi Fire flashbacks anyone?) and hit just before Wukong can jump in for a save; the Soul contained within the Egg absorbing into Macaque's body and leaving behind a seemingly normal egg-shaped rock in Wukong's hands.

Everyone starts panicking.

Guanyin explains: since the Soul existed outside of the natural order, it couldnt just simply jump into the nearest body like a reincarnation. It needed similarly un-natural progenitors.

In essense; the undercooked MK soul was like: "Where am I?! What am I!? Why am i so cold!? Where's my parents!?" *sees SWK and Macaque fixing his egg* "Oh, there they are, my bad."

Which means that Shadowpeach just metaphorically and *literally* concieved a future mystic Monkey.

Macaque is NOT HAPPY and immediately jumps to beat the crap out of SWK.

Moksha has to stop herself from laughing cus; "Bro you just magically knocked up your ex.", while Nezha looks horrified cus he thinks he just saw what Stone Monkey baby-making looks like.

Guanyin advises the two monkeys that if they keep things civil, the Soul will likely incarnate into a physical body and get born as an infant Monkey demon do. But there's a catch:

On a gross physical scale; its not an issue. Mystic Monkeys exist outside the natural category of creatures, and are shapeshifters to boot, meaning that Macaque already had built-in "equipment" to carry a kid. Its just him and SWK never "tried" making more of themselves - a war and a bad break-up put a damper on any family planning they had.

On a magical + spirtual scale though? : Its Dangerous.

The mystical pregnancy takes so much energy from Macaque that he needs to in-turn "steal" energy from other life sources in order to keep both of them healthy/alive. SWK thankfully cannot die and can replenish his energy on his own via food and rest, but the HP donation in turn drains his powers.

Basically by deciding to spare the Egg, Sun Wukong and Macaque have become functionally Mortal until MK is able to provide for himself.

As for the leftover shell; SWK presents it to the Jade Emperor as evidence that he "scrambled" whatever was inside. The celestials present can tell that whatever was in there, isnt anymore, so they accept that SWK did as he was told.

Except for Erlang Shen who's like; "SWK would never do what he's told! This is sus. Imma keep my eye on you if anything new enters the celestial realm."

SWK: "Fine by me, imma go back to being retired and having my main antagonists sealed away."

Once its confirmed that the Celestial Realm considers the Egg destroyed; SWK and Macaque agree to hide in plain sight among the mortal world for the time being. There's a *few* hiccups along the way ofc, but by the time MK is born, they're settled into the apartment above Pigsy's, and faking being a "Completely Normal (Demon) Couple With Baby", and are getting forcibly adopted by the reincarnations of the old JTTW gang.

Cue the rest of the story, and Shadowpeach forgetting where the Fake Relationship ends and where the "Whoops, you're still my soulmate!" begins.

And the three Realms collectively crapping themselves when MK picks up the staff.

And yes; Wukong would worry about the possibly of MK being born chestburter-style. Macaque would then yell at him and banish him to his cloud for the night.

I'm close to finishing the first chapter, so please continue sending asks for more details you'd like to know, and I'll answer without giving away too many spoilers.

Tldr: No rock in Macaque's gut, just baby. Leftover cosmic eggshell used to juke the god. MK is the result of a Covalent Bond. Guanyin is an amazing Fairy Godmother

[sinning-23]

Socket Wrench: Chapt. 3

Sooooo this chapter ended up being kinda lengthy ngl. Im REALLY tryna build that tension between DK and the reader but also make it kinda awkward cause they just met but they can't help but like take jabs and flirt back and forth with each other cause they've gotten a bit comfortable with one another. ANYWHO, enjoy! Maybe 3-4 more chapters after this annnnd then it shall be COMPLETE lol.

ALSO, Chapter 2 found here

ok, I'm done fr. enjoy :D

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Chapter 3: Blow dice, Kiss tires

“So we ambush them at the end of this road?” You question making sure you got all the details right as Peach nods sternly. 

The plan was to use the carts to try and get to Bowser before he even knew it and not only save Luigi but the Mushroom and Jungle Kingdoms from being attacked. If he was coming to the Princess he wasn't going to just stop there, he’d take over everything. The next step was to prepare, and quickly. Luckily, the garage wasn't too far, and based on what you’d learned from your last time being there, they could build their carts easily, and you'd be able to finish yours with that kind of tech. 

“Let's make moves then.” You hum, leading the way to the garage, DK close behind. 

There were a few things that needed to be addressed but you kept your mouth shut, trying not to think about how well this whole plan would play out. Worse comes to worse, you die here or even one of them gets hurt and the plan goes to shit. You sigh heavily, gaining even more of DK’s attention as if he wasn't burning holes into you every time he thought he could catch a glance at you while you walked. 

“You look tense,” He begins, following you to your bike once the garage is opened, trying to get you to break your silence. 

“I'm kind of freaking out, but it's fine.” You admit, trying to shake your nerves off as you place the tires onto the bike you crafted, the model and color of the rims contrasting nicely with the overall build.

“You're gonna be fine, just stick close to me, and no worries.”He offers, voice raised an octave

“With how you got your shit rocked earlier? I’ll take my chances.” You shoot back jokingly as he laughs sarcastically at the jab. 

“Very funny.” He responds, watching you work in awe. You moved so quickly yet so precisely. He had hardly noticed you placing the final details before hopping on and revving it. 

“Perfect.” You whisper out, jutting your head for him to come closer. 

“Kiss 'em.” You chuckle, motioning towards the tires. 

“What? Why?” He laughed back, trying to figure out where you were trying to go with this. 

“For luck, it's like blowing dice right?” You question, revving the engine again.

“I need all the luck I can get pretty boy. So how about this, you kiss my tire and I’ll kiss yours. Deal?” You joke, seeing him shake his head as you hop off the bike, a flustered look on his face. 

“I'm just messing with you, let me change and I'll be back to help with the rest of the karts.” You gulp, patting DK’s shoulder before heading off. 

He shakes his head, making his way to his own kart. Kiss the tires? Weird request but you did ask nicely. Though, he was more reeling over you calling him ‘pretty boy’ more than anything. 

—-----

Not much time had passed when you returned, a biking suit matching your motorcycle much like how the Princesses matched her own. Guess great minds thought alike. 

“Looks nice, yeah? You should take a picture, it'll last longer.” You hum, catching DK eyeballing you a little bit longer than usual. He smirks at your statement, watching you fix your boots.

 You pause for a moment, motioning for him to come closer, which he has absolutely no problem doing. Before he can even process what you were trying to do, your fingers are already adjusting his tie with a soft smile. 

“Now we both look nice.” You hum, driving forward and leaving him somewhat slack-jawed

It was about time for you all to leave, the bike and karts aline revving to prepare for the battle ahead. You sigh, rolling your bike next to the Princess as she smiles back at you, happy to have another woman on the team. Girlbossing alone gets exhausting after a bit. You rev your bike and dart out, eager to get to where you needed to as Peach follows next to you.

You hadn’t been able to ride a kart on your own yet, but damn did it feel nice speeding on these foreign roads, the wind blowing your braids back, the ponytail you once had discarded for your usual down look. You were so caught up in your own head you hadn't noticed Peach trying to get your attention.

“So, did they make you duel too?” She jokes, keeping up the conversation. You giggle in response

“Fortunately for me no, I wouldn't have won that fight. DK seems to know what he's doing. I just proved myself by working on the karts. It was fairly simple to understand.” You explain, a prideful look splayed over your features.

“I see. Soooo, that's why you two are on good terms, or maybe?” She side-eyes you, smirking but you quickly shut it down. 

“Oh stop! He just showed me around the kingdom and the garage…and we talked.” You explain, reminiscing over the eye contact and light touches. Hell, even the quick interaction from the garage. How stupid was that to ask him to ‘kiss the tires’ jesussssss. 

“Wait no! Listen, he's a prince and I'm some random girl from Brooklyn. Besides I mean I'm sure he's got plenty of fans drooling over him. Honestly, I don't know how to feel, he's such a dork.” You giggle, trying not to steal a glance at him and failing. Looks like a quiet conversation with Mario surprisingly. 

“Honestly, I wouldn't mind staying here with him. He may seem like a showoff, which is very true but he's a sweetheart under it all. I actually think he wants me to stay too.” You explain, that same hotness crawling up your spine and into your face.

It wasn't long before Mario drove up beside her, also striking up a conversation while you lean back and take his previous place next to DK. The silence seemed to drag on as you both looked at each other simultaneously, only to look away and clear your throat. There's definitely tension here, awkward, flirty, or otherwise and god was it suffocating. 

“How's it riding?” He chokes out, trying to cover up his embarrassment. 

“Oh, um it's perfect! I’ve never built my own bike before.” You giggle, adjusting the way you were sitting, catching his eyes again. 

“I'd hope so, otherwise that kiss was for nothing.” He quips, avoiding your gaze with that stupid boyish grin. 

He actually did it for you?

“You…really?” You sigh, heart beating out of your chest as your face feels as if it's gonna melt from how hot it is. 

“Yeah, I figured why not. The fact that you suggested it was cute.” He admits, seeing you tuck your bottom lip between your teeth. 

“Didn't think you’d take me seriously, I didn't even follow through with the deal.” You hum, finally gaining the courage to look at him

“I know, you can make it up to me later.” He chuckles, the statement laced with something suggestive.

You speed up, seeing the ramp come to an end, DK catching up behind you as you begin following down Rainbow Road. There wasn't much left to cover before you made it to your destination, and anxiety eats away at you.  It wasn't hard for DK to tell so he sped up just to catch up to you, wanting to keep you from isolating yourself. 

“The crease on your forehead is gonna be permanent if you keep looking like that.” DK jokes, poking the spot as you smile into the touch a bit, pulling away just before he could notice. 

“I know, I know. Just nervous.” You admit, a heavy sigh filling the air. 

“I get it. A lot has happened to you so far. Like I said, just stay close.” He hums, shooting you a smile you so desperately needed to see. 

You giggle a bit, shaking your head. 

“Hey, I got a question about that duel earlier.” You add, seeing his interest spike. He loves answering questions you had for him, and it seemed he was comfortable enough to ramble on and on about whatever the next topic led to. And you were happy to listen. 

“You have a theme song? That's actually hilarious, but kinda cute.” You joke, as his face seems to flush and he clears his throat. 

“I-I didn't think you were paying attention to that.” He admits, trying to avoid your teasing gaze. 

“Ohhhh I paid quite a lot of attention to your showing off, saw you flex, kiss your muscles, pop your pecs, and thrust the air back to back…You’re quite the showoff aren't you?” You taunt, a laugh escaping your throat. 

He’s cute when he’s embarrassed, hand gripping the wheel for dear life and he looks elsewhere.

“Ohhh don't get shy now. Your fans adored it, and I'll admit, watching you fight was pretty fun. You play dirty though.” You explain, noticing his once embarrassed expression warp into a flirty smile.

“First of all, I'm like, the most UN-SHY person you’ll ever meet. And second, you just admitted to liking the show, so I must be doing something right huh? I bet you liked me playing ‘dirty’ huh?” He bites back, watching you freeze up.  

It was your turn to be shy now. 

“Y-You… I never said-....shut up and drive boy.” You sputter, trying to hide the fact that you may or may not have exposed yourself. He laughs in response, shaking his head at how you could dish it out but not take it. Despite the moment being nice, something was wrong….If this Bowser was any kind of smart, he would have insight into your plan and come up with some kind of counterattack.

And sure enough, there was a brigade of soldiers from who you could only assume was Bowser. “It's an ambush!” Peach calls as you speed up on your bike, trying to figure out the best strategy. 

The rest of the army speeds up as well and war ensues upon the road ahead, shells and banana peels flying from either end, anyone bound to get caught in the crossfire. You dodge a red shell, using one of the other koopas as a projectile, tossing the shell over your shoulder and passing one to the princess. 

You managed to get separated from the main group, a gang of 4 hot on your tail as you try to lose them, slamming on your breaks as they speed past and you make a U-Turn, heading back to the group. 

The sound of screeching tired and angry shouting fills your ears all before a loud boom shakes the road, making you lose balance off your bike and fall off. The blast was looser than you expected, the wave sending you backward and leaving your ears ringing. The world spins as you try to regain balance, a sense of panic taking over as you hear Peach call for Mario and sure enough falling into the water below, was Mario and DK. 

Your feet move on their own, your books padding against the road as you try to dodge debris and dive in after them. DK was almost immediately knocked unconscious by a tire that had fallen, leaving you and Mario to swim after him to pull him back to the surface. You’re 

gasping for air, trying to catch your breath as you choke on the salty ocean water.

 “Find something to float on!” You cough out, grabbing onto whatever you could while DK chokes out the water he swallowed.

“You saved my life.” He huffs, more surprised that Mario did but grateful you helped as well.

"Yeah well, I won't tell anyone," Mario responds, hoping for a lil camaraderie.

"Good please don't," Gk responds, seeing you snicker and shake your head. The moment was unfortunately cut short as the three of you found yourselves scrambling to get away from an eel that was hellbent on swallowing you whole. 

-Meanwhile-

Peach speeds down the remainder of the road to get back to her kingdom. The plan had obviously failed and as far she knew, you Mario, and DK were as good as gone. The Kong army had been captured and scooped away to be held as prisoners by Bowser. There was almost no time to evacuate the kingdom but she was quick and concise in her decision, rushing any of her citizens to safety before preparing to face Bowser alone. 

The ground shook and trembled as his floating castle hovered overhead. It was now or never, if she could at least keep him occupied here and keep her subjects safe, she’d fight til the end. She was surrounded now with Toad by her side as she held her weapon defensively. 

-at the bottom of the FUCKING ocean-

You're pacing now, trying to see if this eel had an exit. Hell if it wasn't gonna open from the front your best bet was the back, but after walking for so long you figured there was no use. Your head is pounding and your clothes are soaked. It's dark and cold and you're trying to figure out how this whole ordeal would be explained to your dad when you never came home.

You sigh heavily, holding your head in your hands, peeling off the soaked biking jacket, and dropping it beside DK’s busted kart. Pausing for a moment, hearing footsteps approach you and of course, DK decides you look like you need some company. 

“How’re you holding up?” He asks, standing beside you as you sigh heavily and shake your head no.

“Why did you dive in after us? You could have gone with the princess to help her-”

“And leave you here to drown? Yeah right. I know it wasn't the smartest but it's like my body moved on its own.” You admit hands clenched at your sides. 

“I guess I've grown a lot more attached to you than I thought.” You hum, seeing his eyes soften at your frantic state. 

“Attached how?” He presses, hoping you'd be the first to confess the growing feelings in the pit of your stomach just so he could have a chance to confess and make it less awkward.

“I-...I don’t know, I just think we’ve grown closer as friends so far.” The word is bitter on your tongue and damn does your chest ache when his lips press in a line and he nods slowly. Ouch.

“Yeah, yeah totally me too.” He hisses out, rocking back and forth a bit to try and clear the tension.

“…”

“....”

“Any ideas? You huff out, forcing yourself to talk away from the situation despite feeling every bone in your body tell you not to. 

Bits of swallowed Rainbow Road illuminate the area as Mario shakes his head, nothing coming to mind. Your hands shake as you pace again, Mario and DK’s eyes following your panicked state. 

“Everything was going so well, I shouldn't have let you guys down there and separated from the group I-I could have done something.” You ramble, chest rising and falling quicker with every word you ramble. 

“Hey, it's not your fault…IT'S HIS!” DK points, Making the Italian furrow his brows. 

An argument was sure to ensue now, insults being thrown back and forth while you contemplate your existence. You tried to devise a plan but nothing was coming to mind. The sound of bickering was getting louder and it sure as hell wasn’t helping your situation. 

“At least you’ll die without your father thinking you’re a joke.” DK huffs, looking more defeated than anything. 

At the end of the day, he was probably acting how he did because he wanted his father's approval. You knew that feeling too well…Back home the only thing you wanted was for your dad to acknowledge how hard you work. You stopped eventually, realizing that you should be proud of yourself regardless of what he or others think. He settled for the same old 9-5 he hated and you followed your heart and dreams. If anything that was far more commendable. 

“My dad thinks I'm a joke too,” Mario confirms, the air thick for a moment as DK breathes heavily going to speak again. 

“Yeah well….YOUR DAD'S RIGHT!” He shoots back, making you pinch the bridge of your nose as they continue to bicker back and forth. 

“ALRIGHT GIRLS.” You interrupt, scowl present as they take the hint to stop. 

Arguing wasn't going to solve anything.

“We all have daddy issues, fantastic. Now can we figure out how to get out of here and prove them wrong?” You question, a brow raised as you look between the two of them. 

“There has to be a way out...it's not rocket science.” You chuckle, realization hitting you.

“Wait wait….your kart. Follow me!” You interrupt, booking it to the discharged kart with one lone rocket looking like a glimmering beacon of hope. The three of you share a look. 

Let's get this shit.

[swagtastic-bougie-pompadour]

✈ - an eye-opening memory (for Clavell)

//tw for verbal abuse & heavily implied homophobia below the cut

It's cold.

Cold enough that your snot would form icicles. Cold enough that Clavell shivered on the pitch even bundled in an undershirt, fleece top, and an absolutely styleless puffer jacket.

But here he is, anyways, on a freezing, snowy Sunday morning when he could be watching cartoons on the telly with sweet little Melony instead. All for arcdamned battle practice. His dad, bouncing from foot to foot alongside his Mr. Ryme, cups his hands around his mouth so his words carry.

"Send out that Abomasnow of yours already! You've been training her, right? Don't tell me you couldn't be arsed again."

"Right, father. I hear you loud and clear. I've been training 'im just fine."

Out from his Pokéball pops Beleth, though that won't be his name for another thirty-some years. The hulking creature turns back to Clavell with a goofy smile, which is enough for the teenager to loosen up and give his first command.

"Alright, Abomasnow! Let's start off with a bit of Swagger!"

The yeti puffs up its chest and pretends to... slick back its ears? The sight's enough to set Clavell giggling, even as the Mr. Rime--and Mr. Frost--look about ready to blow their lids.

"Do you even want this job? Are you even capable of taking this seriously, Clavell? Urggggh... Mr. Rime. Psychic."

Mr. Rime moves to use its psychic energy, but its constant tapdancing, its confusion, and the icy ground combine to catch the fellow on the ice instead. Ouch.

"Hell yeah! Keep up the pace, mate! Let's go defensive with an Aurora Veil!"

The icy weather cloaked Abomasnow in perfect greens, blues, and purples. Enough to distract Clavell for a moment too long.

"Snap out of it, Mr. Rime. Focus Blast!"

The attack, which would normally whiff in even a stiff breeze, hits perfectly in a moment of distraction. A little too confident. A little underpracticed. Abomasnow reels back in surprise, unable to complete its Aurora Veil perfectly.

Mr. Frost claps his hands, and both Pokémon stand at attention. The battle is officially On Pause. Clavell hates when his old man puts things On Pause.

"See, Clavell? You needed to work on fixing that! She's still slow at putting up Aurora Veils! That could be win or lose for you two!"

Clav sneered. "I don't think anyone's noticing that other than you..."

"Are you out of your mind? This is the Galar League! There's juggernauts like Opal out there, and you're sitting here faffing around..."

"Chill out, I just--"

"You just what?!"

Mr. Frost practically exploded, crossing the pitch to Clavell's spot. Shit. That's going to be one hell of a talking to.

"You, you... what? You're too busy with that mop of a thing you call a hairstyle? You're too busy sneaking out to Spikemuth again?"

Clavell shuffled awkwardly on his side of the field, running a hand over his hair. Fuck. It was one time he got reamed out there. It's not like there was anything more to it, as far as the old man knew. Right? Hopefully?

"You're too busy "hanging out" with those chavs? Too busy with that bloke whose bike you were riding? Is that it? Are you too busy being a fucking--"

"Clavvy!"

Oh, thank Arceus and the Hero. Melly. Charging away from her mom faster than anyone could possibly catch her, before attaching herself to his leg.

"Clavvy, is dad being mean again? Is daddy using bad words?"

Clavell placed his hand on his sister's head, smiling warmly at her before shooting a Look at his father. This would probably continue later, but at least not in public.

"Listen. Clavell. I just have one thing to say. We're done here. You don't want to do training, you don't have to do training. As a matter of fact, never fffff... never come back to this pitch again. Your little sister can do what you won't, then."

Melony blinked, looking between the two of them. Clavell refused to meet his little sister's eyes. This was entirely on him.

"I'm gonna be a gym leader, father?"

"You've got that right. Because your useless brother here wouldn't put up much of a fight if he tried."

Melony nodded, in her way that looked like she understood. Clavell knew she didn't. He'd have to properly apologize later. Over and over and over for years to come. But for now, his father had turned his attention back over to the deadbeat.

"But, as for you, you'd better find something else you want to do with your life fast. Research, maybe. Medicine. Law. Something respectable. And that'd better not be in Spikemuth, and especially not with any strange blokes."

"You hear me? Last chance, son."

[yuukei-yikes]

hie I've just been sitting here thinking about harutaka fighting I know the whole "I knew i was gonna die and didn't tell you" is prime material for them to fight But I like to think about like Long term how they deal with little inevitable conflicts Bc those are gonna happen when you wanna spend your life by someone's side I feel like Haruka's reaction is most often just To immediately apologize He wants to fix things He doesn't want anyone to be upset So he slaps a bandaid over it! Takane however Needs to experience her feelings even if they suck She needs to get mad She needs to get sad (and try to cover up that sadness with angry outburts) I think there's times Haruka apologizes to try and soothe a conflict and she gets upset because it's really not his fault and she wishes he'd get mad instead! I think eventually they kinda learn Takane needs her moment to run through her feelings and just because she's crying screaming punching a pillow doesn't mean it's personal And Haruka needs to learn that sometimes it's okay if things feel bad for a bit, it's better to talk things through than to bury them under panicked pacification. A tense afternoon isn't going to undo their pile of happy memories. Honestly I wanna see Haruka try to get mad about something. Restaurant got his order wrong or something. And Takane's just there like yeah!! Tell them!!! And he immediately deflates when he has their attention (also if this characterization is a little off I apologize!! I hadn't touched kagepro in a while and have just recently gotten sucked back into the hyperfixation but haven't freshly gone through all the material yet. I'm slowly making my way through it again I just really enjoy your blog asjshffj)

YEAH EXACTLY U GET IT SO WELL especially with takane wishing haruka would get mad. they run through emotions differently, takane gets mad/explodes because she cares about something so much, so haruka not matching her energy when she gets like that makes her feel like he doesn't care.

i think that could be a good way for them to learn how things work, like if takane told him its like you dont even care and haruka had the chance to say OF COURSE he cares. how could he not???!!!

so when she's blowing up about something admittedly silly and haruka isnt telling her Hey that's silly and instead he's like ok❤️sorry❤️dont be mad❤️ that makes her madder. but haruka is also capable of getting angry yknow (NOVEL 6 KANO MOMENT) (Still so funny kano is the 1 character that managed to make haruka angry) but i have a hard time seeing him angry At takane. maybe he could call her immature or something lol....

i think he could ask her to stop being such a tease??? haruka's too spineless to ask her to stop teasing him (over the dimension lost days I moment) but by post str i dont think this would be a problem. maybe he could manage to ask and takane would be like AWWWW IM JUST GOOFING cuz from his pov in lost days it REALLY seemed like haruka didnt realise takane was fucking with him. personally i didnt notice in my first read. once i read it again i noticed takane is described to have a mischievous smile and stuff and that just changed the whole context. it was haruka moaning and crying abt having an art block and takane being like girl ur being pathetic and she was right🙏

i mostly have a hard time imagining What theyd fight about. i think they could have arguments but it'd have to be something punctual for that to take place. i dont think couples just Have to argue to work out at all. that bit u said abt "thats gonna happen when u wanna spend ur life with someone" LIKE yeah there are disagreements and all but nothing that could cause An Argument of that nature yknow.

that's why haruka not telling takane abt his condition is like the best potential for it, otherwise more domestic stuff is like. haruka wanting the lights on while playing a horror game and takane wanting them off. thats like the most heated dispute they can have bc theyre both very serious about their stances💔(haruka is scared. takane wants the full horror game experience🙄)

[short-and-ugly]

psychoanalyzing HERE INSTEAD ignore me

WHY HE LEFT?????? Why leave when Zim is already so so vulnerable? That's so mean skog why you I HAVE THE ANSWER YOU DUMB BITCH.

im osrry

anyways

Skoogy left to "test something" (in his own words). Thinks that the base situation (Zim and Gir fighting) is in part due to his existing there. Never heard about it being this bad BEFORE he showed up, so if he's the factor making everything bad, shouldn't he fix that?

"But he could've helped Zim before leaving!!!!!" NO HE COULDN'T'VE I WILL TELL YOU WHY. He's BEEN "helping" but his help has not DONE NOTHING AS OF THIS TIME. Suggestions to Gir blow over his head and suggestions to Zim are not actually considered (at least in Skoog's perspective). So he actively chose to NOT help with the waffle sitch-ee-aye-chun because he thinks his help only makes things worse.

LEAVING because he wants to find out what will happen if he removes himself from the base. If Zim begins acting nicer to Gir and Computer (Minimoose is already perfect) it will basically confirm Skoog's suspicions and he will choose to leave for longer.

"How does he not notice how this is affecting Zim!!!!!" He thinks Zim HATES HIM and to be fair Zim does not do anything to disperse these presumptions. So leaving shouldn't do anything to Zim except maybe make him a little salty over losing a minion!!! So Skoog leaving isn't REALLY doing any harm is it? No.

And something completely unrelated not actually it actually is kinda related I just don't know how to fit it in here smoothly um. Skoog wants Zim to treat Gir and Computer with more respect because Skoog can actually tell that Zim likes them. He's fully capable of picking up on Zim's little cues. Can pick out moments when Zim is actually enjoying talking or spending time with them. This ability to read Zim only applies to other people, though.

He knows Zim likes his robots. He doesn't think Zim likes him.

Because in Skoodge's head, NO ONE really "likes" him. Tolerate, maybe. Maybe people USED to like him. But if they did before, they sure don't anymore.

It's hard feeling "liked" when almost every turn of your life you're faced with people who are very open about not liking you (Tallest, Grapa) -- and usually those people are much louder about it than the people who DO like you (Zim, Larb). Which could also maybe explain why he gets so uncomfortable with being complimented. He's not used to getting compliments. Cause no one does it.

Right now Skoog is only gonna be gone a week. But if Zim "proves" his idea (is nice to his robots, or behaves in a way that makes it seem like he hates Skoog) he will extend his vacation :) thats all goobye

[angryborzois]

more random shit on my jjk oc cause I'm feeling nostalgic abt my gojos past arc phase and shit

Okay so I'm going to just randomly put that Akira's mom's maiden name is gonna be Murakami

Uhh let's see

She's a grade 1 sorceror which is pretty good for her lack of experience with actual battles against cursed spirits

she often gets sent to lots of missions cause of this so she's def worked with the kyoto kids before

im pretty sure she and mai would get along- I think akira can tell that mai and maki are siblings but she wouldn't ever prod on it because she already knows from her own experience that stuff like that can be complicated

akira 100% pulls the Sanzu move and pretends she's an only child (except this doesn't work cause people can tell who she looks like despite the different hair colors)

i want a bonding moment between akira and nobara where someone gives akira a nasty look because they know she's suguru's sister and nobara notices this and defends her

adding onto the previous headcanon where i said akira is probably good with mechanical stuff:

ik this sounds like it's been influenced too much by tr (which it is) but she def knows basic auto mechanics and she can fix things really quickly

shes very street smart but shes also very good with academics (just like her brother)

this might seem unrelated but i feel like she'd be a jack-of-all-trades when it comes to weapons, just like maki

i think mai would teach her how to use guns and maki + yuta would teach her how to use weapons like knives and katanas

i think she's better with hand-to-hand + cursed technique rather than using weapons with cursed energy

speaking of cursed technique i still dont know what cursed technique to give her

i think she's not that good with using cursed techniques though (because she's used to just fighting people with her fists) so when she's feeling lazy she just goes the itadori route and punch+cursed energy's her way through battles

she occasionally ends up getting into fights with other sorcerors despite trying not to stand out (due to being provoked)

she smart and she knows she's being provoked but she can't help but throw hands

but that's rare so most of the time she just ignores shit that comes her way and nobara's the one causing issues in her stead LMAO

regarding backstory and shit that has gone on with suguru:

she hasnt talked to suguru since 2007

suguru has occasionally spied on her a few times she just doesnt know it

when she heard that suguru died she didnt know how to react

oh yeah i forgot to mention she absolutely hates cults

whenever she encounters one during missions her first instinct is to blow the place up because she knows her brother was involved in stuff like that

btw akira doesnt know the full story on what exactly happened in 2006 and gojo never told her

i think akira def wants to know answers on what happened though

if she could ever meet the past suguru in her current state, i think she would genuinely demand answers and ask him why he did everything that he did

i know for a fact akira wants to beat her brother up if she could and can't forgive her brother

a sibling dynamic kinda like sanzu and senju but x100 worse (like yk how senju wanted to know sanzu's motives but sanzu just went "u wouldn't understand") (or smthing like that my memory of tr is very hazy)

because in akiras eyes, up until she was 5, suguru was a picture-perfect elder brother--he was responsible and kind and maybe a little teasing but it was all in good nature

she doesn't get why he had to kill their parents

but yeah if they ever came face to face to like that it prob would end up like that sanzu vs senju battle

her memories of her childhood are extremely hazy due to trauma + the passage of time

i think the last good memory she had with suguru was where he took her to a soba place with satoru, when the two of them happened to be requested on a mission near his hometown

when choso met her during the shibuya arc he realized who she was because of her resemblance to kenjaku

i think choso really felt angry for her after realizing that kenjaku was in possession of her brother (yk he's passionate abt that stuff)

choso doesn't know what went on between them though so he's honestly confused on why she keeps acting apathetic about it

[yanderespamton78]

a lil drawing of human au termite :3

the hands look off why help me save me waaaaaa (i think theyre too small but i cba to fix them)

ramblings below the cut vvv

yea i made a human au for termite and willow B) honestly human termite and willow are much more interesting since theres so many situations to put them in :D i have a whole lil storyline built up with my friend n its very cool and now you lot get to hear about it (warning it is 3am i am very tired and will not read over this so sorry if its incomprehensible)

SO in the human au willow is an entomologist and is like successful and happy and stuff idk then she decides one day "how cool would it be if i had a child but also im single as fuck so lets adopt one". meanwhile Termite was off being saved from an abusive household (which we'll get to later) and willow ended up adopting termite!!!! YIPPEEEEEEEEE

termite is autistic hence the ear defenders :3 this is more brought to light in the human au since i dont really think theres as much of a definition of neurodivergent and neurotypical in the forest. luckily willow is also somewhere on the spectrum so she is understanding. willow and termite are very close like i often say that willow would commit war crimes for termite and im not kidding. both original willow and human au willow would blow up planets Smiling Friends Style for termite

so uh back to termite now i was agonising over whether i would have to change termites pronouns in the human au since with original termite i could just be like "oh termites just some weird forest creature who is above gender therefore i can use it" however it becomes an issue as soon as termites a human cus its a bit dehumanising to call a child "it" when the child isnt even really like. aware of gender at that point lol. and THEN my friend who i was complaining to said "what if termite came from an abusive household who used it/its on it" and thats when the cogs started turning. now the reason that termite continued to use it after being taken away from its bio family is still a bit jumbled in reality i just dont want to use different pronouns for termite nor do i want to pick what its sex is so here we are look i promise if human termite was the first termite i wouldnt be using it on it but this is just the way the cookie crumbles okay anyways as i was saying termites tragic backstory okay

so termite came from an abusive father, its mother died during childbirth due to lack of access to proper healthcare, which only made its father hate it even more because he was like "my girlfriend died for this stupid child >:(" and it most definitely didnt help that termite was disabled and struggled with so many things. It was abused pretty heavily up to age 6 but then was saved YIPE :D also not very fun fact its legal name is Milo (i like the name) but Willow noticed that every time she would call it Milo it would flinch from yk its dad shouting its name at it so instead she affectionately named it termite because it is aggressive and will bite you :3 also another unfun fact it haaattess people touching its hair since its father would drag it about by its hair often if it wasnt following instructions :(

anyways ty for reading my rant about my beloved little monster gremlin im sorry for how long it was and how off termites hands look anyways im gonna go family guy death pose on my bed now good night

[brunt-f-c-a]

Tumblr is becoming a bit of A journal for me of things that i don't want to write down and that's actually why i dont give irl people my tumblr. But like i just got into a relationship recently and it's scary. I've never had one before and i won't explain why. I lost out on a lot of practice and I'm full of paranoia and bpd. And I'm not the first bitch in the world to be like this. I'm afraid that little things are going to vreak my new relationship. And i feel very insecure im myself and insecurely attatched beyond what is reasonable to reassure. I keep sensing something wrong all the time and nor noticing what it is. I may be seeing literally nothing. I think the first thing is how busy he's been. I'm worried about his health. And i feel his business has been making him tense and i dont know how to read or interpret it. He is very reassurring that nothing is wrong. What i mean is he is defimitelt under stress from the extra workload in his life rightnow and reacting normally and I come frpm a history of heavy abuse and toxic social circles. He forgot to feed his cats TWICE. I HAVE NEVER SEEN HIM DO THAT he is so good at taking care of his critters i have never seen him fprget to fill the autofeedwr. Today he just came home showered and crashed i dodnt see him eat. He asked if I took my meds and then passed out. He's also been jumper than normal about my words. I struggle with tone pf voice and i frequently untintentionally spund condescending and passive aghressive but neothr of those are my thing i dont do that i juat have autism. And i give excessive encouragement over little things because I'm disabled and those things can be hard for me. But he's been interpreting more and more as patronizing recently. And usually i apologize and he immediately understands and then forgets because it was no big deal but it's stressing me out i keep thinking I'm the WORST. WORST BF EVER BAD BAD TERRIBLE TRASH. but when I ask if something has been wrong recently he says it's all good. He's also autistic if I if I'm just reaching or if he doesn't notice or if I'm being hypervigilant or what I just know this is a simple fix if i could just understqnd him a little bit more. He's so busy and I have a hard time bringing things up. I understand He's stressed. I understand what is causing it. But the way he expresses is vague to me and hard to interpret. He's a very "need alone time self isolate" type. Gathered from his own words and just wgat I've learned and I'm a very "I need you here don't leave me alone I want your company" type. Like. This is somethinf small that will self correct but mt paranoia about it could blow it up and outside of that i need to understand why he is like this so I know how to react and adjust. Like my best friend. I know when to walk away when to reason when to give encouragement dealing with her is like the beat up vending machine that steals quarters but it has your favorite snacks and you know exactly where to kick it and tge secret button combo. Deali g with my partner is like a used but newer refurbished washing machine and there's not much wrong with it but i can't figure out why it's wiggling is it gonna explode?????? All i know is if a new washing machone starts to wiggle it will gwt worse til the suspension busts or it juat has a funky lil wiggle. But if you figure out the perfect load ratio then the wiggle doesn't get worse. How do I address that he's got a wiggle?

[beeindaclouds]

Being their sibling and having a crush on one of their friends pt. 2 *ೃ✧˚.

Includes: Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Nihachu, Eret Wilbur Soot, C!Technoblade, C!Philza × Reader

A.N: You are close im age to the person you like in the scenario

Part One

❝ Quackity ❞

"Do you like Karl?"

"Huh?!"

"I mean same, but still-"

"Quackity."

Yes, he just stormed into your room and asked you that one day

He said he had a "feeling" about it that's why he asked

Tubbo accidentally told him

He'll tease you a little, like any sibling would with anything

But he will try to help you

❝ Karl Jacobs ❞

This is based off the last irl stream with Tubbo (Tubbo's not the crush btw)

You came to visit Florida with your brother because you and Tubbo had streamed togheter and were pretty close friends

While on camera you seemed energetic and chaotic, having fun with all of them

Off camera you got pretty shy, especially around a certain blonde haired boy

Karl didn't notice until you all got to the golf court

He noticed you and Punz quietly talking to the side. Your face flushed pink as Punz leaned to fix your hair

He had to call Sapnap over to make sure he wasn't hallucinating

The two then quietly decided to separate and approach the chuckling couple

Sapnap took Punz and Karl, of course, took you

"You two seemed pretty...cozy. Something you wanna tell me?"

"He's a nice guy. Should I not?"

"What? No. If you like him go, I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page. You know I'll support you no matter what"

❝ Nihachu ❞

She's very observant. And you two are very close so she knows you like the back of her hand

So she noticed little things that others couldn't whenever you would be live with Eret

Like how your voice went a note higher whenever he joined or how you'd get a little fidgety when he would compliment you

She of course didn't directly ask you if you liked him, she didn't want to embarrass you

But she found another way to confirm your crush

"You and Eret are very adorable togheter, don't you think?"

"REALLY- I mean, you think so?"

"I know so"

❝ Eret ❞

You and Niki seemed to be inseparable

Everywhere you went, she was near by

You were almost clingier then the Clingy Duo and that's saying a lot

But it wasn't only on the SMP, also in real life, since you two were roomates

Oh my god, they were roomates

Eret would often call you, to know how you were, but also to see if you've made any progress with your little crush

She knew you liked Niki since the day you decided to live togheter. You literally moved all the way from America to England just so you could be togheter

She doesn't really need to help, but she does ship you two a lot

"Oh yeah, Niki gave me this sweater! It's so cozy"

"Did you hear that chat? Sweetheart Duo confirmed- hey! Don's kill me I just caught an axolotl!!"

❝ Wilbur Soot ❞

"I told you so!"

"Ok, you wizard. What now? Is a noseless man who name I must not pronounce gonna come and try to kill you??"

This little prick (/j) has been teasing you about Quackity since you two first met

At first it didn't really bother you cause you didn't like Quackity like that

But as time passed your feelings blossomed

And Wilbur was already on board of the ship

Needless to say he was very supportive of you two

But he'll never let you forget that he has always known about your feelings

❝ C!Techno ❞

"HEH?!"

This was his reaction when you first told him that you liked Wilbur.

He was clueless to your little crush and now he is traumatized

I mean, can you really blame him? You have a crush on someone who blew up a whole nation

It's gonna take a while for him to come to terms with it

"Are you sure? Like a 100%?! He's insane you know?"

"Techno! Don't be mean"

"Oh and he wasn't mean when he started a whole nation only to blow it up later on???"

❝ C!Philza ❞

Man went through a roller coaster of emotions when you told him you liked his good-ol-mate Technoblade

He was first surprised, you actually had the courage to tell him instead of him finding out on his own

Then he got upset. Techno wasn't really the "safest" person to be around so he feared for what could happen to you if you did start dating

But he was then happy. He trusts Techno, and vice versa, if anything did happen to his dear sibling he knows that Techno would quickly be by your side

In all of this you were panicking while scanning his face that was twisting and turning into different emotions

Once he recovered, he just hit you with a

"I don't want any baby piglins around my house, at least not yet"

"HEH?! WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT? ALSO YOU HAVE A SON."

"Your point?"

[aphrodict]

bugbear breaks into your window and now you're having a sleepover! oh and it ends with sleep cuddles

an unexpected guest

bugbear x gn!reader // reader n bugbear arent in a relationship*yet*,, spoilers (small) for bugbears route, slight suggestiveness

hii! apologies for getting to this late, thank you for waiting anon <3

clearly, you didnt see this coming. your cryptozoology classes had just ended a few minutes ago, and here you are, just looking over to the boy on your bed. “bugbear? whatever the hell are you doing here?”

he smiles, finger to his mouth, shushing you as he went so much closer to you. his hands go to hold your shoulders in place as some shadow’s close your door.

you did say he can come in anytime, though seeing him did give you a fright.

“hey—you could have sent me a text before coming, you know that, right?” though that doesnt stop him from basically breaking in your dorm. “well, i hope you dont mind that ill be sleeping here with you from now own.”

“huh?”

you stop. looking at him with your face just in pure shock.

“i dont remember allowing you to..”

“shh shh, dont be so loud!”

he rushes over to the window, seeing some of his things by the bag thats open, he jumps down and grabs them. “as i was saying…” the boy trailed off, fixing his things, putting random hats and socks on your spare drawer.

“you cant be here! this, it—its not your dorm, no, wait, its not even your house!”

“what? so now i cant have a few-day-sleepover with my best friend?”

“i bet you didnt even ask permission from the headmaster!”

“oh come on now, its too much work. besides, you already told me i could stop by anytime.”

he gets closer, drops the bag and pins you against the wall, your face heating up. he brings a finger to your chin and lifts it up, his smile widening even more.

“did you not?”

“i—…”

you gulp, looking deep into his eyes. then, he bursts out of laughter. “pfft.. haha! you should've seen the look on your face!” he clutches his stomach, pointing to you—now embarrassed and speechless.

you reviewed for some tests, reading your material while the intruder in your house is just there. he’s not doing anything, just throwing a ball up the ceiling. you close your book, he sat up and got his cape, putting it on and opening the door.

“im gonna go for a walk.”

he tilts his head over to you

“sure, try not to head to the forest at this time.”

“i know, are you hungry? i can sneak some food in here.” he asked, generously

you shrug, tidying up your desk

“your choice.”

“oh? since when has the great top student rely on others?”

confusion written all over your face, he giggles and leaves.

bugbear, what a creature

the evening passed and its in the middle of the night, you agreed on letting the boy sleep on your couch instead of the floor. for some reason, he couldnt sleep at all, always bothering you and calling.

“hey are you still awake? what are your thoughts on really good bread? what things do you like? is it me?”

you grumble, turning on your lamp—it emits a yellow glow. you notice how bugbear wasnt at the couch, and felt something shift on your side.

quickly, it tackles you back down on the bed, hugging your sides tightly.

“oh yes, now this is comfortable.” he says, nuzzling his head onto your neck.

“you couldve said you wanted to use my bed instead..”

“its boring, too straightforward. you already know i love your reactions, dont you?”

you sigh, giving in and turning to meet his face. he blows on yours playfully, hugging you impossibly closer. relucantly, you stretch out your arms for him—surprised hes alot warmer than you expected

maybe you’ll get a good sleep tonight as well

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[oddaodd]

· Wailing Teapots ·

Summary: When Tommy begins suspecting of Y/n's true allegiances he goes and questions her in her apartment only to discover a dark secret. (Angst/Fluff)

Warnings: Implications of abuse. (Nothing too graphic but just in case).

Author's note: I'm back! It feels so good to write again! My life has been a bit hectic lately, but I hope I can continue to make time for my writing because it honestly feels like coming back home after the most exhausting of voyages. Anyhow I hope y'all enjoy this and have the loveliest of days. ❤️

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Three strong knocks on the door stole Y/n’s attention from the live fire burning in her fireplace. With quiet feet she tiptoed to the door and placed her hand on the doorknob and stood still hoping to hear something that could tell her who it was behind the door, but she could only hear her own heartbeat beating violently in her ribcage as she held her breath.

She slightly hated herself for being afraid, but she couldn’t not be afraid, not with all the letters that had been delivered to her home.

“I know you’re in there Y/n”

As soon as she recognized the voice as Tommy’s, she finally breathed again before partly opening the door a weak smile gracing her features when she took in the sight of him. Before she could ask him what he was doing there he pushed the door open and allowed himself inside.

The smile vanished from her face in an instant and she quickly closed the door. There was something different about him, something that made the hairs on her arms stand up in trepidation. His eyes didn’t look like they had done a few nights prior when he took Y/n to the outskirts of town for a walk. The kind of walk in which one shares the kind of conversations that makes people grow closer together, the kind of walk which ends with a gentle kisses and fleeting touches.

“This is a nice place” he commented taking off his peaky cap, not even sparing Y/n a glance as he began walking slowly through the apartment which though small and plain held a considerable amount of expensive yet tasteful looking knick knacks that brightened up the whole place despite the old furniture that had beed there when Y/n first moved in.

“You couldn’t have waited for a formal invitation, could you?” She asked in a light tone still standing by the door, in the hope that it could change Tommy’s odd aura, but he ignored her question all together

“Almost too nice, wouldn’t you agree?” He asked picking up a vase and examining it before finally turning to look at Y/n.

“Tommy?” She asked, not really knowing why was he acting so strange.

“I know I pay you fair wages” he began, putting the vase down fixing his eyes on the fireplace where small traces of burnt paper rested “but I highly doubt you were able to make yourself of such an array of treasures with what I pay you.”

“All of this came with me from America.” She said feeling like she ought to explain herself and though her answer was an honest one, Tommy didn’t seem convinced, nevertheless, he hummed in mocking understanding before clearing his throat .

“Aren’t you gonna offer me tea?”

“Sure…where are my manners?” she said with a nervous laugh before walking to where her stove was and putting a kettle on.

Tommy followed her closely and drew a chair from her flimsy kitchen table before sitting down and taking notice of her shaky hands as she tied around a bit in the kitchen with her back to him as he sat on her favorite chair.

“Wish you had told me you were coming, I would have..”she began as she opened her pantry to put away some bread.

“You’ve been burning letters” he interrupted, not being able to shake off the image of the paper remains.

Y/n stilled for a moment before closing her pantry, thing which he noticed.

“Yeah, I don’t have the room to keep every single letter I get ” Y/n said, a defensiveness lingering softly in her words.

“I agree” Tommy said in a cold tone “specially when you are getting so many of them. Paul tells me he delivers at least 10 a week here” he continued, referring to the mailman who after being questioned by Tommy forgot all about post confidentiality.

“They are my mother’s” Y/n stuttered out.

The teapot then wailed, making her jump slightly before going to remove it from the stove and finally turning around to go and pour Tommy a cup.

“Right” Tommy said, his eyes not leaving Y/n’s figure as she poured the tea.

“Yeah, she’s ever so passionate about plants, been telling me all a-a-about her new greenhouse.” She continued pressured by Tommy’s heavy stare and silence.

Tommy offered a small cynical smile that Y/n didn’t see, she didn’t want to look at him. She felt like crying for she realized just then how suspicious she looked.

The sound of the chair being drawn again teased at Y/N’s ears, forcing her to look up at Tommy who was calmly walking towards her. She had never been afraid of him, but she couldn’t help but back away as he inched closer to her, her eyes widening.

“Who is Clyde Attenborough?” He asked producing another letter from his pocked like the many ones Y/n had been receiving for a while now. Same stamps and everything.

Color drained from her face at the sight of the letter and she found herself unable to produce an answer as her back came in soft contact with her pantry.

“What does he know? He asked.

“Where I live” Y/n whispered sorrowfully as a tear finally slipped down her cheek. Her eyes being for mercy.

“What have you been telling him?”

“Nothing” she answered truly.

“I bet he pays generously to know how the company works”

“I swear im not working for anyone else” Y/n stuttered, finally understanding why Tommy was so suspicious. Being his secretary, she knew plenty about the skeletons the family kept.

“Then why are you crying?” He pressed.

“Because you’re scaring me.”

Her words seemed to have an effect on Tommy for he immediately backed away, throwing the letter on the table, his back to her.

”I’m not gonna hurt you” he stated, beating himself up for corralling Y/n like that. His voice much less menacing than mere seconds ago. “Who is Clyde Attenborough?”

“I haven’t been honest with you” she finally confessed sniffing. To hell with everything.

At this Tommy turned around to look at her an unpleasant mix of emotions swimming in his eyes.

“Im married” she sobbed “Clyde’s my husband”

For the first time in a long time, Tommy was caught off guard.

“I came to Small Heath because I ran away from him, I figured he’d never find me but..” She said taking the letter in her shaky hands as if the thing were to blow off in any given second “I guess I was wrong. I-I don’t know how he found me”

She shifted her teary gaze from the letter to a shocked Tommy “I swear im not passing information” she chuckled sadly, the knot in her throat choking her a little.

Tommy stood glued in the same spot, not knowing what to do. His world had come crashing down when he began suspecting of Y/n’s alliances after Polly suggested he look into it. A pretty American girl, moving to a grey English town, taking up a job that was exhausting at best. It reminded him a little too much of Grace.

Now that he knew the truth , he didn’t feel any better.

“Is he dangerous?” He found himself asking after a few seconds of silence.

Y/n sniffed as she walked to her fireplace “I wouldn’t have left if he wasn’t” she said as she threw the letter into the crackling flames.

“Is he in Birmingham?”

“He keeps writing that he’ll come get me if I don’t go back, but im not sure” she answered.

Tommy fought the urge to go up to her and take her in his arms and instead put his peaky cap back on before heading for the door.

“I’m sorry” he whispered before stepping out of her place, The guilt of intimidating her in her own house gnawing at his insides and the newfound anger her husband created present on his drive home.

The next day Y/n noticed as she peeped out the window two men, both in peaky caps standing at the entrance of her apartment complex.

Three more days passed and Y/n was again surprised tby the sound of three knocks on her door as she read one evening.

“Its me, Y/N” Tommy’s voice flowed through the door shortly after the knocks.

Y/n quickly got off her couch and made her way to open the door. Her eyes falling on Tommy’s apologetic features.

“It’s dealt with” he said in all seriousness. The thick accent she loved so much vibrating through her ears.

As soon as she registered what Tommy had just said she let out a strained breath, her lips turned into a tired smile and a lone tear slipped out her misty eyes.

“Wanna come in?” She asked after a few seconds, feeling happier than she had felt for days.

“Is this a formal invitation?” He asked, a soft smile tugging at his lips, relieved that his antics from a few days prior hadn’t maimed Y/n´s trust.

At his question she just smiled, looking at him lovingly before taking hold of his hand and pulling him into her apartment before pressing her lips to his in a soft yer passionate manner. Without breaking the kiss, Tommy then closed the door.

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@captivatedbycillianmurphy @peakyxtommy @nyotamalfoy @writeroutoftime @babylooneytoonz @lilymurphy03 @slytherinicequeen

[montmartrasse]

so i read this angsty fic where rain has a dream that hes in his room with no windows or doors to escape from and the walls start closing in on him and all the band members show up and start telling him how much they hate him and stuff and then he wakes up and they comfort him and whatever, but it gave me an idea...

if you grew up watching icarly then we all know the episode where the crazy girl Nora invites the gang to her birthday and ends up locking them in her dads sound booth in the basement because the door locks from the outside,

now i give you: the band finishing up in the sound room after working on a new song, rain is trying to put his guitar away but one of the clips on the case gets stuck so he tries to fix it but no one has noticed that hes still in there so they shut the door and it locks automatically with the keys sitting on a table outside the sound room. when rain finally fixes his case he goes to leave the room but finds that its locked and the rest of the band is gone. he starts to panic due to his severe claustrophobia and the fact that no one can hear him from outside with the mics turned off. the worst part is that other than the sound room, theres nothing in the basement which means no ones gonna go down there anytime soon. it takes a couple hours for the band to realise rain is missing since hes usually so quiet, and when they actually do find him hes curled into a ball on the floor of the sound room having a panic attack and crying cuz hes scared...

im just gonna leave this here.

do what you want with it :)

babe im obssessed with your brain. you could've just said the final part and it would still make sense but you still included the insane icarly part. and i remember. i remember that episode. i want to look inside your brain

anyway, back to the ghouls,

i think mountain would notice rain’s missing first - i like to think that they have a comedic bond between each other, whenever someone does or says something stupid, they make eye contact like jim from the office looks at the camera. so while they’re settled in a lounge area or whatever and are hanging out after the recording/jam session, at some point dew does something characteristically stupid and mountain looks for rain, only to notice that he’s not here and hasn’t been out of the sound room.

so he makes a run back to the sound room, the other ghouls following him, and they find rain curled up like you said, run out of tears but still shivering.

aether would immediately do some quintessence magic work, not putting him unconscious but keeping his mind at ease while apologizing profusely to him and trying to calm him down by hugging him.

dew would be the one raising hell and yelling at everyone "how could you leave him behind? why wouldn't you check if someone was in? who the fuck allowed this to happen?" he's absolutely not helping at the moment and everyone knows he's not mad at them, only at himself but he doesn't have the words to express that, so they just let him blow up

the ghoulettes would immediately run to rain's room, preparing everything for him, a nice bath with all the soaps and bubbles, multiple blankets brought to his bed, candles lit, tv playing a rerun of a sitcom, pillows fluffed, all the mess picked up etc and they would leave the rest to the boys

swiss runs to the kitchen to scramble to bring rains comfort food to his room, some ice cream and fries, and whatever sweet thing he can find

aether makes mountain carry rain to his room, while dew continues spewing shit left right and center. they'd find the room so cozy and soft, smelling like vanilla and ocean breeze from the candles the ghoulettes lit, and a whole tray of random assortment of food courtesy of swiss.

i think aether would put rain in the bath, still using some quintessence magic to make him feel better, also feeling extra guilty because he's the 'leader' and he forgot a soldier behind ykno? so he would be so so gentle and soft, reassuring rain that he is loved and cared for and they were just so stupid. mountain would tell him the stupid thing dew did that made him realize that he was missing (and maybe dew shenanigans brings a soft smile to rains face after the hellish hours he spent there alone)

after the bath, a micro ghoul pile ensues on rains bed, just holding him tightly, feeding him the fries and ice cream, mindlessly looking at the tv. everyone ridden with guilt and pain at their mistake.

once rain feels a bit better, swiss, aether and mountain leave to not overwhelm him even more.

that's when dew finally slips into the bed behind rain, big spooning him. he holds him tightly against his chest, placing kisses on the small of his back, his neck, his shoulders, muttering a million im sorries in between each kiss. rain holds his hands tightly and brings them to his chest, he believes him, he trusts and loves him.

everything's fine.

[dimpledcherry]

Eddie Munson VS Emotions - some headcanons

( he is very near and dear to my heart, he’s also a lot of fun to watch . )

ohmy- an eddie masterlist!!

Excited

so we all know he gitters when excited.. well he definitely has little moments of him running in a small circle when OVERLY jazzed about something

ohymgod homeboy so so so kicks his feet 

he will run out to Wayne and just *info dump*

10/10 a rambler on max speed

Wayne harass to tell him to breathe or slow down like 8 times

when he gets a new cassette -> this man will speed home, run straight in and to his room, THROW the preloaded cassette into the abyss, put on this new album, 100% volume or what's the point and just either: A) sit on his bed gushing B) running around the trailer singing, shouting, playing air guitar

Happy

nah bc when he’s happy.... EVERYONE knows about it

dude couldn’t hold that thing in for the life of him

defo has a light footed, bouncy happy walk

will dot about the kitchen giggling to himself -> depending on what's made him happy

he prefers his hair slightly out of his face when happy

his comfort / optimal happiness outfit is the hellfire shirt - ripped jeans - leather jacket denim vest combo - reeboks.

Sad / Empty

not a word is said 

he hides this one the best

minus he fiddles with the rings

he’ll throw himself in designing a new campaign or learning a song or driving 

ohmygod! Eddie... somber flat expression, going 100 on a freeway just blearing music to make himself feel something

sadness doesn't get to him a lot - he may not have the best life but he adores the one hes got.

when it does, it’s usually kinda surface level stuff that gets to him: seeing kids sitting eating lunch alone, his parents, the want to have a super successful band, a sad movie.

I think he’d be a “im not crying you are!”.... queue him sat silently sniffing, looking everywhere but the screen to dry his eyes, jaw LOCKED to hold a sob. 

Wayne could just offer the look and eddies bundled in his arms, mumbling and sobbing

boy totally gets embarrassed after crying

Anger

again, EVERYONE knows

mf cannot hide a knotted brow, crossed arms, a jumping knee.

one sightly wrong statement -> the Eddie glare ™ or a dramatically gestured snap

rolls his neck as a small release 

sometimes he will just up and leave

unlike the sad spells, Wayne is no magic comfort blanket with this one

Eddie hates his anger -> his Uncle is nEVER angry... not once for all the years they’ve lived together has he seen him mad. And because Eddie worships and idolised this man, he feels like if he gets mad hes gonna left Wayne down

the smoking increases significantly

will practically exist outside on the sofas bc no smoking in the rv before 9pm 

bro could be holding onto this anger for 3 days or 2 months...

he does use aggressive guitar solos as a healthy outlet

the dug usage goes up too

... a lot ....

Wayne notices and is silently aware of Eddie’s view on his anger so he offers small words of wisdom that the younger boy just scuffs off. 

Frustration 

gets frustrated so easily

cant work out a cord? cant figure out what way to sway the campaign? cant fix something in his van? Queue the ensemble of “JESUS CHRIST”s

SO DRAMATIC WITH IT TOO! 

he’ll get annoyed at himself for smashing a cup and Wayne will think he’s trying dewire a bomb when in reality he’s knocked a semi empty cup off the counter. 

will just blow air out his mouth to sooth himself throughout

king of short burst -> walks away -> will not let emanate object win 

TALKS TO HIMSELFFFF!!!!

any accent, any voice. 3rd person narration? yep! 

ohmygod when he gets his fringe cut and the short length vs the curls cause Wayne to deal with a week of Eddie’s insufferable complaining about why “buzzing my hair is a tempting idea” “cutting it myself next time” “It’s so shit!” “Why couldn’t I just enjoy the look of the normie?”

Nervousness

fiddles with things... ANYTHING

- rings - his watch - curling his hair round his finger - got a book infront of him? he’s rolling the pages

Mr Confident is actually 70% a show like a persona that started as a joke but is now the default coping mechanism 

will stand up in front of the school at lunch to declare a point nobody cares about but will not complain about an order being wrong or being charged too much 

drug deal goat but still gets nervous like its the first time

oddly very open about this emotion 

will randomly walk into the living room and ask Uncle Wayne if he has ever experienced a similar reaction to an event

EDDIE LIKING SOMEONE AND HE FEELS A LITTLE GOOIE ABOUT THEM AND ASKS WAYNE HOW HE PUSHED THROUGH THE FEELING

he also will just plop down at his chair at lunch, and declare some avonguard quote that is a metaphor for him feeling nervous

and yet - all the boys fully understand !!!!