#im still a bit like.. he can sing? where did this come from??

[lovewilltellamillionstories]

Listening to Gaten's Not While I'm Around from the cast recording.. I'm still trying to wrap my head around Joe Locke doing this.. on Broadway... with Aaron Tveit and Sutton Foster.. together.. on stage 🤯

[moonsaver]

Okay, honestly, I'm still reeling from the entire penacony quest, but here's my take on Sunday so far;

He's manipulative, obviously.

But like.. the type that's kind of hesitant from time to time because he's still sincere to a degree. At least, when it comes to his loved ones.

So, I guess that hesitance decreases a lot if you're just some nobody. Even then, Sunday does want the better for everyone, too. It just means that others may bear the brunt of it for the most part before being able to get ahold of it.

Also, at the very least, even if some people suffer, at the end Sunday believes they will reach where they want to, after. In that case, however, Sunday suffers far more than them, without actually ever reaching his own destination or idea of paradise.

However, this view is a bit distorted. Sunday believes to be "sacrificing" himself, shouldering loneliness and burdens in order to uphold everyone else's "paradise". But to the others, he's simply a tyrant overruling everyone's will with his own idea of Order.

Sunday deeply cares. He cares too much. That's kind of the problem.

A bit of self-destructing tendencies when pushed too far, I guess.

Lets ignore logic established by the quest for a second (because i literally am still reeling from it)

Imagine Sunday first discovers this possibility. He's terrified of it, but at the same time, he truly thinks this is humanity's salvage – for everyone who has deeply suffered. He thinks of you.

You who have had your fair share of pain, who confides in him late at night in the quiet of your privacy, hushed voices like silenced by a thick blanket through the wall.

You deserve to live a sweeter life. He thinks. No. You deserve more. He knows.

The first person he ever wants to step into this paradise – you.

Now, although Sunday was defeated in the end, we all know that unfortunately, our ragtag team had to wake up again because defeating him first was a dream. This means at some point, Sunday did succeed.

And after everyone wakes, you don't. You continue sleeping soundly. So does Sunday.

The rest of the world can return to their miserable, bitter lives outside of this dream; but Sunday will be damned if he's letting you go. Perhaps.. it's not a selfless wish, anymore. Perhaps at this point, Sunday desperately, selfishly, grips onto you with the latches of a sweet, deep dream. One where he was fatally destined to never reach, only to control from the waking world. Now that everyone else has woken, he wants to return to the dream. He wants to return to you, who he has so lovingly entrenched deep into it.

Also, Robin. Im in SO much pain... PLEASW..

Do you guys think.. even if Robin was vehemently resistant against Sunday's ideas..

Even though Sunday knew she wouldn't stand for it..

Do you guys think.. he wanted her to also join him at the end and enjoy the "Paradise" he created aswell?

Do you think he would have wanted Robin to stop worrying about everything, to take rest, to finally come home, and sing to her heart's content inside the dream? The dream where they set the bird free? The dream where Sunday still has a sweet tooth? The dream where she never has to wear elaborate neck-pieces? The dream where neither of them was hurt? Where neither of them left each other?

Oh...ogh. . My heart.

Sunday would be such a scary lover, too.

I mean even normally, I don't think a relationship with him would be that healthy

Particularly because it seems so healthy

If reader was in a relationship with normal sunday, I mean.. it's gonna at least appear healthy and normal, even to them. It's probably just Sunday having to constantly burden himself with all the dirty strings he has to pull, the quiet rush of water when he washes his hands before caressing the side of your face, the tight, closed smile he would give if you ever asked him what was wrong.. he can't let you know.

I think he'll take a yandere route in an established relationship if you do happen to find out what's been going on behind the scenes. He'll have to calm you down, and you promise you won't peep about it. The build up is almost invisible, because things seem to go back to the way they were. Before Sunday starts acting a bit.. restless. That would be when his yan! Tendencies would start kicking in, for a variety of reasons.

I feel like y'know, out of all the hsr cast, he's one of the characters who is genuinely very close to becoming a yandere canonically. Control freak? Check. Twisted ideals? Check. Unchecked power? Check. Hypnotization/manipulation? Check.

Also, the slight difference of his color pallete as opposed to Robin's.

His is much more washes out than Robin's. It's more "duller" but also more professional, and the gold of his halo is more colder than the warmer tone of Robin's halo. They both still have white/grey as a major color in their palletes, but Sunday's is accompanied by deep navy blues, or washed out blues. Robin's is very vibrant and purple. The only blue segment of her pallete is her hair, and it's remarkably more vibrant than Sunday's.

Also.. Sunday's whole ideas on "weak" and "strong"

Of course, it wasn't all correct, but that doesn't mean they didn't hold some semblance of sense.

Regardless, this playing with yan! Tendencies..... HOOOOO boy

So many thoughts. Sunday manipulating his partner is quite possibly the most common theme in them.

[begginmonty]

finding out your career counsellors secret

(kinda links to working with mike, a prequel if you may, also i refer to him mostly as steve throughout this as you do not know his name is william afton yet. also not proofread again sorry. also its kinda bad im sorry i just got carried away)

it’s your 4th shift at your new security guard job and everythings going fine, no break ins, no weirdos, nothing, it’s nice and peaceful a book sits in your hand and a hot drink sits on your desk as the clock hits midnight yipee 6 more hours you mentally sigh

suddenly the animatronics performance mix starts playing through the speakers and you quickly snap out of your book, sitting up in your chair, confused as hell.

looking at the camera feeds you can see the animatronics on stage performing?? no ones pressed the button but there they are?? must be a bug right, a fault???

you cautiously walk to the performance area, flashlight in your hand, peaking around making sure no one had broken in the few seconds your eyes were away from the cameras. there's no one. just you and singing robots.

eXCEPTTT this is a little different because usually 30 seconds or so into the song bonnie moves in a way that blows the fuse of the whole performance but it hasn’t happened. they’re performing fully?? 

this wasnt in the fucking job description

you walk up to the showtime button and press it to see if it’ll stop the show but nope, it’s still going on and it’s starting to freak you out a little - yes it’s cool to see the animatronics move but this is something else, maybe turning off the whole electricity will work?

as you look at foxy, his eye completely makes eye contact with you for a few seconds but looking back to where it was before - did that just happen???? that’s just part of the show right?? The fox did not just make direct eye contact with you purposefully??? 

freaked out a little, you step back away and to the main centre of the room and breathe a second, trying to control your thoughts and your worries. its all just in your head. they’re probably malfunctioning a little bit its fine, go turn the power off and on again.

“fucking hell” you mumble, going to turn around but suddenly from behind, there's an arm strongly clutching your face, a hand covering your mouth and your hands are held tightly behind your back, like some sort of police arrest, by the other arm. you go to let out a scream, but the hand tightly clutches your mouth.

“ssh” and you're wiggling around trying to break free but whoever's holding you is immensely strong and manages to keep you locked in place. with their hand still covering your mouth, the captor forces your head to face forward of the performing animatronics. 

there's a deep chuckle from behind you, “it’s truly amazing isn't it?” . uh oh. you recognise that voice. you’ve heard it a lot but no?? it cant be right??

but your suspicions are right as your captors head sits against yours, upon your shoulder, and you look out of the corner of your eyes and there he is. steve. steve raglan, your fucking career counsellor. 

he’s captivated by the performance of the robots, a look of pride upon his face, and he’s slightly moving the two of you to song. tears of fear are welling in your eyes, shaking, but the song comes to an abrupt stop and the animatronics shut down.

“YOU ARE USELESS!” he seems to shout at the animatronics??, “YOU CANT EVEN FINISH ONE SONG!” 

you’re just stood in his captive, confusion and fear writhing through your body but in his moments of shouting, you nearly manage to pull yourself away from him but he’s quick, he seems to know what he’s doing, and he just grips you closer to him, his breath on your neck, he sounds angry but he lets out another chuckle. a deep, evil sounding one.

“steve?” you manage to get out, a few tears escaping your eyes.

he laughs, he’s enjoying this sick and twisted moment, “bet you weren’t expecting me were you?” and his voice is deep and dark and moving your eyes to look at him next to you again there's an evil smirk on his lips. “this is always fun”

then it all went black

your eyes slowly blink open to a blinding light looking at you, and it feels like you’re at the dentist but you quickly snap back to reality when you realise your hands are bound as is your chest and you’re sat/laying in some sort of mechanical chair. there's, what you can only describe to be, a ribcage looking contraction either side of you but when you look in front of you, is a head contraption, it looks like freddy’s but metallic.

“wakey wakey” steve is sat, like a dentist, in a swivel chair, shirt sleeves rolled up, to the right of you and you look at him and he’s got that evil grin on his face again, he’s leaning against your metal seat. “Awe” he says  pouting his lips in response, to the tears in your eyes and the way you're desperately trying to free yourself.

and you’re pleading with him to stop, and he’s looking down at you, and his gaze lingers on your face for a minute too long before he moves and flips a switch next to him. 

the metal face in front of you whirrs and begins moving closer to you, and you're shaking your hands like mad trying to free yourself. he’s just stood watching, and you’re pleading and pleading, “please i wont say anything to anyone. I’ll do anything please!” 

everything stops and the machine is retracted away from your face, your chest falls in relief and steve is looking over you again, “you know, i’ve  always had a strong liking for you, y/n” and his eyes are lingering on your face again as he brushes a fallen strand of hair away, your eyes lock for while, and he smiles.

nothing is really explained to you for the rest of your shift. but you realise he owns this place and whilst you’re calming down, he explains about a new hire and how he wants you to make sure he does not quit the job. before he leaves for the rest of your shift, he has that lingering gaze and strokes your cheek softly. 

you spend the rest of your shift sitting in your office chair, freaking out, collecting your thoughts and trying to chill the fuck out. what the fuck just happened.

[thankyouivy]

BRO UR LATEST REID FIC WAS AMAZING, you have to write a second part where the team confront/tease Reid for forgetting to hang up his phone 🙏

THANK YOU!!! :]

i’m mixing this with another request I got for the morning after slick tongue.

I hope this is what you were looking for, ngl this was a challenge, which is why it took so long! (also my computer may have broken mid way through writing this so I finished it on my phone which means this is NOT properly proofread or edited OOPS)

ENJOY MY POOKIES <3

warnings: fluff with a bit of suggestiveness but nothing explicit.

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Sore - Spencer Reid x Fem!reader

Morning comes way faster than Spencer hoped it would.

His alarm goes off at 6am, the one he sets for when he's at home with you, that’s quiet enough so it won’t wake you up, but he can still hear it. He reaches over and turns it off, eyes adjusting to the dark room and then turns and gazes at you, still sleeping peacefully.

Your head is rested on his shoulder, nose buried in his neck, and one leg hitched over both of his. You’re practically laying on top of him, getting as close as humanly possible. He smiles lovingly at you and places a delicate kiss on your cheek before carefully slipping his arm out from under you and scooting off the bed, a skill he has picked up since you started dating. He makes his way to the bathroom to shower and get ready, keeping the bedroom lights off to let you continue sleeping.

You are awoken from your sex-induced slumber by the sounds of the morning; your shower running, the morning doves singing outside, anddddd…. Spencer’s phone ringing. You lean over and grab it, checking the number and rubbing your eyes before answering.

“Hey, Penny,” You greet mid-yawn. “Oh my god! Did I wake you up? I'm so sorry! Where's Reid?” She asks quickly. you have a hard time understanding everything she’s saying, and you can tell she’s probably already had her morning coffee… or two.

“It’s alright! I was totally already awake. Spencer’s in the shower, he’ll be at the office in no time im sure.” You answer, sleep still apparent in your voice, with a hint of scratchiness from the strain Spencer caused to your vocal cords last night.

Penelope is saying something, but instead your mind floats to last night's events. You rub your hand over your neck and feel the slight soreness of bruises and the delicate ache in your core burns when you think about last night.

“Sorry - what?” You zone back in, squinting your eyes at the bright iphone screen in the dark room. “I know you got attended to last night, but you don’t have to keep rubbing it in our faces!” She teases and you feel your face heat up as you giggle at her.

You chat with Garcia for a minute before you hear the shower turn off and you suddenly remember why you're on the phone with her at 6 in the morning. “Sorry- what did you need me to tell Spencer?” you say, sitting up in bed.

“Oh yeah, your relationship is like my reality tv and we will be chatting more about your scandalous escapades later. But for now, can you tell him Hotch needs the final witness statements from the last case read over?” Garica answers. That entire sentence sounds like complete FBI gibberish but you get the general idea and promise to relay the info to Spencer before he leaves, and Garcia hangs up with a “Thanks, doll!”

The door to the bathroom opens and Spencer steps out with his toothbrush in his mouth. The light from the bathroom bleeds into the dark bedroom and it makes him look like a God. His hair is damp and messy, he's wearing a towel around his waist, his hips bones and happy trail completely on display. The light from behind him shows off his lightly defined muscles, lean body, and sharp jaw, and you feel yourself going bright red.

“Sorry, sugar, did I wake you up?” He says when he notices you’re sitting up in bed, taking his toothbrush out of his mouth. “No actually, it was Penelope.”

You smile as he walks over to your closet and starts picking up clothes. “What? Garcia called you?” He walks back to the bathroom with his clothes with him to finish brushing his teeth. “No, she called you. Told me to tell you that Hotch needs you to read the witness something-or-other?” You say, slipping out of bed and stretching your arms above your head. “Witness statements?” He asks, smiling at you through the door. “That’s it.”

You know you probably won't be able to fall asleep again after Spencer leaves, so you head to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee after brushing your teeth. Spencer joins you in the kitchen about 10 minutes later, fumbling with his tie. You pass him your cup of coffee and take over, tying it neatly and adjusting his shirt collar as he takes a sip.

He places a kiss on your lips, holding your jaw to tilt your head up with his hand. “Want some breakfast?” you hum happily, arms wrapping around his neck. “Mhmm… maybe not the kind you’re thinking of, though.” He smirks, grabbing your waist to pull you closer and leaning down to kiss you again as you giggle.

“Tempting… but if you show up late again people are going to get suspicious. Plus, I’m still recovering from last night.” You mumble, grinning at him when he goans like a child being denied candy, and just continues kissing you.

When you feel his tongue slide against your bottom lip and attempt to lick into your mouth, you pull away. “Mmmm, Spencer…you need to go…gonna be late…” you say in between pecks. He places one final kiss on your lips before grabbing his stuff and heading out the door with a quick “Bye, baby, have a good day, love you!”

There is something off about the team today.

Spencer can tell.

When he gets to the office, Morgan and Garica spot him immediately. Morgan has that proud-big-brother expression on his face, and pats Spencer on the back before plopping down in his chair, and Garica can’t keep that mischievous look off her face as she seats herself on a spare chair at Derek’s desk.

Spencer gives the pair a confused look, only for Morgan to chuckle at him. “So, nice time last night, Reid?” Morgan smirks.

“Yes, actually, how was the bar?” Spencer responds, confused by the pair’s strange mood, but still engaging in the usual morning small talk while reading over the witness statements like Hotch asked.

“It was fine, I’m sure your night was more eventful than ours, though,” Morgan and Garcia giggle at each other.

Spencer is sure he has never been more confused in his life, but passes it off as the pairs regular unusual banter.

Before he can ask what’s going on, JJ and Emily walk over with coffee, joining the group at their own respective desks.

“How was your night, Spencer?” Emily snickers into her coffee as JJ kicks her leg under her desk and covers her mouth with her hand in an attempt to hide her own smile.

“I- it was fine?” Spencer answers again.

“Just fine?” Another voice asks, as Rossi joins them, knowing smile on his face.

“Okay, enough, will someone please tell me what is going on? is there some new inside joke I missed?” Spencer breaks, the weirdness of the situation overriding his ability to multitask.

“Yes, my night was fine. It was normal, why are you all suddenly interested in what I do when I'm not at work?” Spencer squints inquisitively at them.

“Normal, huh?” JJ giggles, eyeing the rest of the girls, who join in. Spencer gives them a look, bringing a hand up to his face to massage his jaw.

“Something wrong with your jaw, Reid?” Rossi asks with a smirk on his face, and the entire group breaks into a fit of snickers.

“Yeah, it’s just a little sore from- wait.” He pauses, to look around at his friends. “What do you know and how do you know it?” Spencer asks, suspicion evident on his face when the snickers don’t stop.

“Listen, we all can’t be as tech-savvy as me!” Garica grins, and suddenly Spencer remembers. The expression that flashes across his face can only be described as pure terror as he whips out his phone and checks his call history.

Penelope Garica [BAU]

Mobile phone - 2014/01/19

Call Length: 27:34

“Shit.”

Spencer glows bright red as the realization hits him like a truck, the laughs from the team getting impossibly louder as he hides his face in his hands.

More of my stuff can be found here.

~Ivy 🪴

[queen-of-scissors]

What happens if creator has a lot of squishmellows and misses them?

Heres a challenge for you: The characters cannot and i mean cannot make another set of squishmellows the reason for this is because the squishmellows the reader has are gifts from there family.

Challenge accepted.

masterlist

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İm huggable too!!

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You let out a dreamy sigh, and they were at your side as soon as they heard you.

"Your highness? Are you alright?"

With a forced smile, you looked at them from where you sat, "No need to worry, I'm fine!"

"Realy..? But you don't look fine."

"İ just-"

"Do you feel unwell?!" Green-haired man in the crowd, Baizhu, split the group to get near you. "Please tell me the symptoms."

"No, i-"

"Are you bored?" The boy with blue braided hair, Venti, teleported beside you with a gust of wind "shall I sing for you?"

"Guys-"

"Perhaps you are experiencing the feeling of being burnt out" the god of mora gently spoke, "May I suggest some calming tea? Brewing them shouldn't take long, only 4 hours should be enough"

"Will you hear me out?"

The room goes silent, they were embarrassed to realize they acted before giving you a chance to explain. How childish it was of them.

Don't be mad at them pls they are just trying to help ;; they can't stand the thought of you feeling down!

You sighed once again.

"...i just missed my squishmellows"

"Pardon?"

"I missed my extra fluffy, stuffed animals"

Zhongli looked at you sweetly "is that all? Well then, you need but ask"

"Noooo they won't be the same as my babies ;;"

Everyone turned their head to face you, faster than how Ei turned back to her creation. You had a child?!?! When?! How?! Do you have a court in another world?!

"Ok, before you take everything I say literally again, let me tell all of you this;.

No, they are not my actual children. İ call the pillows this because I love them so much"

Ohhh, oh ok they did NOT understand

"Now that won't do~" Yae Miko cooed "Leaving Their Highness deprived of the warmth and fluffiness they need is absolutely unacceptable! Hmmmmm"

She looked at you, seemingly lost in thought, but you could see the mischievous look in her eyes. Which also made you realize the light purple glow coming from her back.

"Perhaps," she stepped forward, making her tail more visible for all to see, "you might find my fur more huggable than your pillows~ would you like to try?"

"THE AUDACİTY-" one of your acolytes screamed, though they seemed redder than you are.

"Excuse me??" Tighnari let out an offended gasp "You think you can replace the holy object that they hold near?"

"Well, could you? Please spare yourself the embarrassment and don't act like you would not like to be at the pillows place as well~"

"Ok- listen here- what kind of a fake hybrid doesn't like being petted?" He admitted, blushing.

Gorou shifted uncomfortably, he also wanted to at least tell you that he would love nothing more than being your personal cuddler, his pride doesn't let him be teased about it. Yae picked up on that, however,

"Hmm? What is it general? Do you have something to say?"

You see him tense up so you decided to take the situation over

"Thank you Miko, knowing that you got my back makes me feel better haha!"

She smiles "anytime your Grace, my offer still stands if you choose to take it whenever you May need it ~"

"Hey creator~"

Your head instinctively turns to one of your titles being sung.

Venti, who is now in his Archon form, decided to fluff his wings in your direction.

"My feathers need a bit of brushing, it is such a pain doing it by myself, would you help this frustrated Acolyte with your divine touch?~"

You hear a deep growl from behind you.

"Foolish Bard. Stop this nonsense this İNSTANT"

"....Said the dragon Archon in his dragon form waiting for pets." He mumbled

I don't know about you, but if I Heard that Zhongli is in his dragon form? İ would turn my head so fast that even xiao would be jealous of my speed-

But for the sake of keeping it all reader-friendly, and keeping in mind that not everyone is a simp, let's just say the reader decides to stop the chaos.

To stop the chaos, you have 3 choices

1- pick one of them

2-pick all of them

3- shut everyone up and wait for albedo to open a portal to get you your squishmellows back.

Warning: option 3 May cause them to get damaged in some way. But don't worry creator! Your acolytes are here for comfort :D

[rvblos]

can you please write about blas being protective either you at a party and he gets a bit jealous but the reader shows him that he has nothing to worry about?

. ݁₊ ⊹ wishing you were here.

˖ ࣪⭑ pairing: blas polidori x fem!reader

˖ ࣪⭑ tw: jealousy(?), a bit suggestive.

˖ ࣪⭑ a/n: i changed it a bit, but i hope you like it!

“hey, y/n! why don’t you come and dance with us?” pipe asked you.

it was your usual saturday night: you used to get together with the boys to decide where to go to spend the evening. this time, after endless proposals, you had chosen to go to a club. it was a very small place, packed with people, and the music was blasting in your ears as you watched your friends dance from the sofa. you didn't lack anything, except for blas.

in fact, that same evening he told you that he couldn't join you, as he had other things to do with his family. you still told him that you would see each other, looking for a moment to be together, without knowing when.

as happy as you were to find yourself there with your friends, you missed your boyfriend. they had been busy days and you hadn't seen each other much. you missed spending time with him, like you did when he would act his parts to you over and over again or play the guitar on his bed with you curled up to his side, singing you to sleep.

“i’m tired pipe, i think i’ll go smoke outside.” you answered with an apologetic voice, shrugging in his direction. “be safe, then.” he didn’t seem to mind that much, as he returned to the others, dancing.

you got up from the couch, adjusted your dress, took your jacket and made your way outside among all those people. as you reached the exit you could see a bunch of people gathered in small groups, smoking and laughing. putting a hand in your pocket, you realized you left your cigarettes at home. that night couldn’t get any worse.

when you looked up, sighing, there were two boys smoking in front of you. “sorry guys, do you have a cigarette by any chance?” you asked getting closer to them, with a friendly smile on your lips. the two of them turned to face you, and one of them answered “yeah, sure. take one.” he offered you packet as you smiled to thank him.

as you lighted your cigarette with a lighter you found in your pocket, he spoke again “what’s your name?” you leaned with your arms on the railing, answering him while looking away "i’m y/n. what about you?" you asked, turning to face them, releasing the smoke from your mouth.

they were two tall guys, with relaxed faces and they seemed nice. maybe distracting yourself a little with them would do you some good. "i'm alvaro." said, putting a hand on his chest, the one who had been silent until then. "i'm pablo." the other introduced himself, he was the one who had offered you the cigarette. they both smiled kindly at you as they smoked. "alvaro and pablo." you repeated, pointing to them with a finger, first one and then the other, thus trying to remember their names.

you let out a laugh "sorry, im a bit tipsy." you excused yourself. "no worries." pablo laughed as he continued "are you here with someone?" he asked you, getting closer to your side. alvaro waited for your answer with his hands in his pockets. "yeah, my friends are inside." you pointed them the club as you took another drag form your cigarette.

"weren't you having fun? you're here all alone." the other asked with a smile on his face. you didn't think they would start talking to you and asking you all these questions, but this is better than spending the night sitting alone somewhere thinking about blas. "of course, they are my best friends." you replied smiling, thinking of the boys. "i just needed to go out for a moment to smoke a cigarette, and wait for someone." you pointed to the cigarette while looking at the street.

“another one from your group?” alvaro asked. "my boyfriend, actually." you replied, lost in your thoughts as the image of blas appeared in your mind. who knows where he was at that moment, what he was doing, with whom. pablo let out a sound of surprise as you spoke. "i hope you didn't misunderstand us, we respect that." you laughed "i didn't think for a single moment that you were hitting on me, don't worry." you smiled at them, even though your heart was aching. you missed blas, and no conversation could heal that.

minutes passed and you got to know them better: they both went to university, but they weren't local. the conversation went on for a while and you were having fun with them, so much fun that when someone, coming from behind, placed his hand on your shoulder you didn't react at first.

when you finally turned towards that person, you found blas in front of you. his big brown eyes stared into yours, you couldn't find the words to react. “blas…” was the only thing that came out of your mouth. "hi, chica." he smiled, moving closer to your lips. his hand that had previously been on your shoulder came down, caressing your hip, where it rested. as you parted he realized that you were talking with two strangers, so he asked "who are they?" looking at them badly, as he inspected them.

his gaze fell on pablo, who was looking back at him, smiling. there wasn't the shadow of a smile on blas' face. "he's pablo." you introduced it to him, while he nodded towards your boyfriend, to introduce himself. "and he is alvaro." blas was now looking straight in his direction. their eyes were locked as you felt his grip on your hip tighten. "pleasure." alvaro said, holding out a hand to shake blas', which remained attached to your body, without moving an inch.

"why don't we go?" he whispered in your ear, looking at alvaro. "the others are still inside." you caressed his cheek softly, smiling at him. "let's wait for them." "they'll be fine without us." he replied, feeling alvaro's gaze on your body. "okay, then." you accepted his offer, eager to be alone with him after a while. after all you hadn't seen each other for almost two weeks. he grabbed your hand as he turned towards his car. you just had time to wave at the two boys you had met, before finding yourself in the passenger seat.

"what's the matter with you? why are you in a hurry?" you asked him. your gaze fell on his face, his eyes fixed on the road. "i didn't like those guys." he said in a hiss. "blas, you're exaggerating. they were nice." you rolled your eyes, you were kind of expecting it after all. "especially alvaro." he said ironically. "blas!" you exclaimed. was he thinking that you were interested in him?

when he parked the car, you quickly got out of the vehicle, walking to your apartment. blas joined you inside the small living room, closing the door behind him. “y/n…” he said, walking closer to you, leaning against the kitchen table. you wanted to resist his touch, but when one of his hands rested on your back, you melted at that contact, but your eyes didn't betray you. they were fixed onto his.

"i was just worried for you, bebè." his big hand run over your back, caressing it slowly. "there was no need to do that, blas." you looked away, trying to resist lean at his touch. "we haven't seen each other for two weeks, and when you come back you act like this?" you pulled away from his touch, but his hand was quick to grab you back, bringing you closer to him. "i'm sorry, mi amor. i got carried away." he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, and there began to place soft kisses.

as much as you would have liked to resist him, you couldn't. you missed him so much, that it just seemed like an excuse to argue, the last thing you wanted to do at that moment. you began to breathe heavily when his hands reached your hips, caressing them slowly. "okay blas, i got it." you whispered as your hands cupped his face. he smiled to you as your lips got closer. you missed the feeling of his lips on yours so bad, that when he kissed you, you tugged him closer to your body, deepening the kiss.

you could feel him smiling on your mouth, as a little laughter escaped him. he was back.

[speakofthedebbie]

by popular demand (re: one person) some radioapple fic recs!! (i hope thats what you meant lol most of the fics i read are just radioapple)

Bedtime Rituals to Try out Before the Next Angelic War by @miribalis

just yes. thousand times yes. so basically my boy luci has some sleep troubles and that somehow leads to a qpr with al look its been a while ok just read it

Managerial Liberties by the same fella

these two tags explain it pretty well

something that sticks out to me about this is that charlie is actually (reasonably) cold to adam and like. im actually surprised with how little ive seen that. i mean i dont think id be exactly buddy-buddy with my besties killer either. only 3 chaps as of writing but already looking to be a radioapple classic

im not sure if its meant to be read as such but it kinda feels like a squeal to bedtime rituals in a way (edit: not meant to be read as such, just the same vibe)

devils don't fly (don't expect me not to fall) by @corgiss

also just yes. basically a really not cool joke evolves into a blossoming romance because why wouldnt it. (man if i had a nickel for every radioapple fic that had a masquerade that was sabotaged by the vees- *gets shot bc i cant mention osas yet*)

i’ll hold you close (i’ll stay the course) by the same fella

the entire time i was just going "yas king! put that egotistical flatscreen in his place!!". basically luci reminds the overlords who he is and vox shows he can be more of a threat than he lets on.

ykw fuck it just the entire series (i didnt mention i would give anything to not give a shit (but i do) and my perfect rock bottom (my beautiful trauma) because the first one sounded a lil too angsty and ive gotten enough of that from other sources [pointedly glares at Quietly, It Slips Through Your Fingers, Love {also coming up later!}] and the second is (mostly) smut and ive been trying to step back from that because "ive seen worse" isnt a valid excuse for that torture actually)

Of Saints and Sinners by the forever amazing @morningstarwrites!! (if you see this i have a serious question: is this your first time ever writing a fic? because how do you get so much right the first time- [not even beginners luck could explain this level of skill])

i could sing its praises until my death bed but ill hold off so i can explain whats happening. basically after burning down a meeting room several times, luci and al make a deal ("not a deal!", luci laments to the void): they will attempt to be civil and maybe even friendly, and by the end luci will owe al a favour. whats the favour? read it yourself dammit! seriously, 10/10, i am foaming at the mouth till friday (depending on how this goes, that might be tomorrow or today)

Quietly, It Slips Through Your Fingers, Love by Starlit_Rainfall (no tumblr in sight, so AO3) (i. urgfgh. what happened. i was just smiling over the fluff while crossing to go to school. where did it go. where did it gooooo)

if thats anything to go by, the last few chapters have been rough. the fluff feels so far away that i cant even explain what happens. luci was waxing poetic about swimming in maple syrup for al, i remember that much. also emily is there (fallen) tho we havent seen her in a sec. if you read it, warning for the gut punch of angst that starts chap 32 "She/Her" (though the chapter before that, "Should Alastor Know By Now?" ends pretty rough too)

Freely We Serve by @romanaxe

i dont remember how i managed to stumble upon this but im having a great time. basically alastor is a new sinner fresh in hell (but time doesnt matter and the whole cast is still here) and thinks "what better way to gain power than be the personal assistant of the heartbroken king of hell!" features a 6(?) year old charlie and a morally dubious lilith (also i loved eepy al X3)

A Family Forged in Hellfire by Green_Ghostwriter (once again, no Tumblr, so AO3)

this ones a bit newer (10 chaps), is so far mostly exposition and the slowburn pot hasnt even been put on the stove, but as just a hazbin fic in general i see the potential. basically its a 1920s au where heaven decides little charlie doesnt deserve to be raised in hell and is sent to earth with a "foster" family where her actions in life will determine witch realm she will return to after death. her "parents", al and minzy, are given false memories so they can claim the girl as their own and gee i wasnt kidding when i said it was a lot of exposition. erm honestly explaining anymore would tech be spoiling so go read it!

The Red Thread That Binds Us by @scun-gilli

{{future me prefacing this by saying i have no idea where i was going with yesterdays thought process, all you need to know from it was im on chapter 27. also scungilli your comment is making me very worried 😟 well theres no mcd tag so im sure itll fine, right? RIGHT, SCUNGILLI??}}

basically its a king x kings guard au where al and luci grow up together and only grow closer after a. certain life event for al (its fine guys trust :)) [she said, like a liar]) then al is sent of for royal guard training school (ik its not called that i forgor 😭) but dw he comes back. just watch out for graphic depictions of injuries (i think thats this fic) angst and a sneaky eve bc radioapple fics are allergic to happiness (or maybe im not looking hard enough lol) (also im really tempted to make the friendship bracelets they had 👀)

somewhere down the line by kj_crwm (AO3 link)

this one starts off as human!alastor/lucifer but by the middle(?) its just regular radioapple. basically al is encountered by luci while finishing off a job who agrees to keep quiet. luci just keeps on showing up, reveals hes the devil to which al us just like "lol ok" and eventually they get in a relationship (ooh lala 👀) but they break up after saying some hurtful things to each other (oh nono 👀) with luci promising al they will never cross paths again. if you watched the show then well. you know that doesnt happen 😂 most human!al radioapple have al summon him (no hate to them) so this was an interesting change of pace

cannot stress it enough but this is a WORKING list i WILL be coming back to it bc these are purely the fics i could think if off the top of my head. IN FACT, if any of you have radioapple fics you love, SEND THEM THE FUCK IN! i am one person whos only been in this fandom for 4 months, and reading fics/shipping radioapple even less, theres bound to be some ones i missed that you think are Worthy™️! and if theyre nsfw then at the very least it shouldnt be the main focus

EDIT: so sorry anyone who reblogged this before had to see the disgusting unedited version. literally just found out that tumblr doesnt apply edits to reblogs. what the fuck

[stgosupremacy]

Hi today im ranting about ash scenes where he's concerned for goh cos coming from ash especially it's so cute

the way ash has to just look at goh that far away tho

"Poor Goh.."

ok obviously you would hope your friend would be sad for you too if you lost 😂 but the way ash leans forward and his eyes start quivering a bit shows how much he cares already like it's been 7 episdoes at this stage??

...yehhh maybe that was a bit too much analysing but ah you guys know me 🥰💖

*puts cup down omggitsgettingserious* "Whats wrong? Dont you feel like you wanna eat?"

"Nothing's wrong, I'm fine."

"You dont have a stomach ache, do you?"

🥺

can i say just how sweet this is....this is ash we are talking ab and when there's food it's all he can think of but LOOK AT HIM SO CONCERNED AND GOH IS JUST STUTTERY AND A BLINKING MESS BLESS HIM WJFADLS pls i still think ab this all the time

"Grookeys doing fine, I know it!"

THE WAY HE NOTICES IMMEDIATELYYYYY THAT GOH IS UPSET AND GOES TO COMFORT HIM stoppp my heart!!! I just find it so sweet how much he's in time wth Gohs emotions like- the second he looks sad ash wants to make sure goh's okay <33

"Come on."

ok imsorry but he said "come on" so fondly 🥰 and it looked to me after i replayed it like 9times (💀) that he takes goh by the hand or the arm and pulls him away (? you guys should have a look for yourselves im not totally sureee) LIKE BROO STOPP 😭😭 THEYRE TOO CUTE??

so we have to start in a sing-song voice:

"GOhHhHH, i heard your next trial mission is coming in!!" 🎵 hes so excited lmao brother it's been 1min since the last one 😂

goh cant say the same

"you could be happier?"

*doesnt give him time to answer*

"What's the matter, Goh?"

the way he says this is not even a question at that point it's just a statment 😂 he looks like he's ready to fight someone if somebody did something bad to him bless him we love you ash <33

goh is unphased atm lmfao

THEN WHEN GOH BOWS HIS HEAD AND SOUNDS ALL SAD ASH JUST CHANGES HIS POSTURE AND LOOKS SO SAD FOR HIM TOO UGHHHH

sorry i keep getting distracted bc ash without a cap is even more adorable ;-;

he looks so concerned its acc too much for me to take

"I'll be there, you'll be fine!"

i love how it's out of the question at this point that Ash is coming along and no one is going to stop him 😂 the way ash always supports him and doesn't want to leave his side sometimes melts me it's too much!!!!!!!!!!!!111

..also goh looks like he's in love again i dont blame him

ending screenshot of a renewed goh and determined ash bc they are so adorable 🥰🥺💖💖

[justalildumpling]

⇢ haechan as your boyfriend

pairing: haechan x reader  genre: fluff, established relationship note: happy bday to our chaotic little pudu!! im sorry for making you the punching bag of my smaus🤠

let’s be for real here, he was the one who confessed to you. it does not matter whether you liked him first, he would’ve confessed first

haechan probably would’ve just started talking to you randomly, asking to become friends and annoying the HECK out of you until you started unwillingly liking him and magically he confessed to you.

when you guys were friends, he probably would’ve hugged you and clung to you a lot but once you start dating this boy… have fun with him stuck to you 24/7! no seriously, you can’t rid of him

expect lots of back hugs, hugs from the side with him placing a soft kiss on your cheek with a playful little smile on his face, him hugging your waist whilst he’s sitting down

your hand will always be warm. if he sees you visiting him at work, he’ll excitedly grab your hand and drag you around; if you’re sitting at dinner with his members, you bet his hand will be caressing the palms of your hand; if you’re having a little cry, his hand will automatically reach for yours, fingers intertwined

so much banter, sarcasm and sass in your relationship like if your friends or anyone saw your text messages to each other, they will be concerned

he would send random photos throughout the week to let you know what he’s up to. it could be a photo of his hair getting dyed with a text saying “i bet you $20 that you can’t guess what colour im dying it this time :p” “red.” “WHAT?!!!>>! YOU WITCH! HOW DID YOU KNOW?” “lucky guess :)” it could even be a photo of his favourite chocolate snacks or a paper cut on his finger

despite your constant old married couple bickerings, haechan would hold so much love for you. he would constantly compliment you, saying that you’re the prettiest person alive, hype you up whenever you buy a new outfit and just gaze at you with a lovesick look in his eyes

that boy and his jealousy are like a match made in heaven (but in the pettiest and jokiest way possible) realistically i don’t haechan would get jealous in a serious sense like he wouldn't be insecure about himself or his trust in you at all but if he sees you hanging out his members (esp dreamies) too much, you best know the man’s gonna either be ignoring you for a bit (to annoy you) or just hanging on for dear life and shouting out how your his girl in front of everyone. 

like i can imagine you and him cuddling up in his dorm and him just randomly asking you, “me or jeno?” “huh? where is this coming from?” “answer, me or jeno?” “you, of course, what are you-” 

and haechan would get up from his bed and shout out “HAH! SUCK ON THAT JENO! Y/N LIKES ME MORE!” and jeno replying with the most confused face, “I WOULD HOPE THAT YOUR GIRLFRIEND LIKES YOU MORE THAN ME??????”

expect lots of facetime calls or just calls in general, it could literally be for a minute before he goes on stage for his tour. “hyuck why are you calling me on standby?” “because i wish you were here, you would’ve loved it here.”

he would call you after every show of his tour and despite the time differences you would still pick up, i can imagine him with his hair damp after his shower, eating a bowl of kimchi jjigae and telling you the highlights of his concert or simply singing you your favourite song as you fall asleep on call

your dates would vary between lazing around at home, watching cheesy rom-coms on netflix with a pile of snacks to going out in the city at night, making your own silly adventure and pretending that it was only the two of you in the world

the best thing about dating haechan would be that he would bring out your inner child, nourishing it and reminding you that it’s okay to have fun and to live in the moment once in a while and to forget about your worries. he would remind you to do the things you love, to make time for them whilst you’re working or whatever adulting things needs to be done. 

your relationship with him would be fun, lighthearted and healing and he would never fail to remind you that you are indeed loved and cherished, not just by him but everyone around you as well

[s-rosie]

TIG HCSSSSS

hiii, this is my first hc post and im still a bit new to the all so pls ignore it if it is bad. some amazing tig hc creators are @x-liv25-jamieswife and @ilyiwdtpyiwmyhmtkys and i took some inspiration from them so pls check them out.

Jameson is a huge theatre nerd and he converted Avery so now they listen/watch/go to musicals together

they sing and quote them so often, everyone gets SOOOO annoyed

for Halloween, they went as pre say no to this Hamilton and Elliza one year and as jd and veronica another year and everyone LOST IT

Jameson even surprised her with Hamilton tickets but she had to solve a riddle to see where they were going

the riddle was a single letter that just said “My Dearest, Avery” and nothing else (iykyk)

Grayson has secretly watched every episode of Dance Moms and even memorized some of the dances

Avery one time did a spicy dance on TikTok and Jameson absolutely LOST HIS MIND

Alisa made her take the video down, because she said it was too “inappropriate” (even though it wasn’t even as bad as half of the other dances out there)

Jameson managed to save it beforehand and still has it to this day

Xander has read Avery’s diary and saw some THINGS things she wrote (especially about jamie (iykyk)) and he almost died but she just laughed it off

Libby often says stuff that sounds really dirty but she doesn’t mean it that way and gets very confused why everyone started laughing at what she was saying

Jameson played/plays hockey

Nash and Avery go on little outings every once and a while just for some bonding time (and a bit of lovingly trash talking Jamie)

Thea has MAD rbf like its not even ok

Rebecca can play guitar and sing and it sounds so soothing

Oren ugly cried at Avery and Jameson’s wedding

Jamie absolutely adores matching couples shirts but Avery hates them with a passion but she wears them sometimes to make him happy

Grayson loves picking flowers

Max and Avery one time pretended they were receiving awards (grammy’s, oscar’s, etc.) with the many awards the Hawthorne boys won (before javery was official) and Jameson was in a secret passage the whole time watching and they heard him giggling so she opened the passage to see him standing there and she just went beet red

he thought it was adorable and it just made him like her even more (can someone pls write a fic about this pls)

Nash is/was a barrel racer

Xander has the absolute dirtiest mind ever and can make anything he/you say sound dirty (a close second is Jameson)

but Xander is so clueless he sometimes says something that sounds so dirty and he doesn’t even realize

Max had to run a mile for school and almost died

Avery one time broke her arm while playing badminton (don’t ask me how but i can’t talk because i would too)

Jameson loves roller coasters but gets motion sick so he will ride the most intense roller coaster and immediately throw up after

Max and Avery threaten each other with telling embarrassing things they have done in the past to the others

Nash and Libby tease Avery and Jameson SO MUCH

they are always saying things like “leave some room for Jesus” and “get a room” when they show the slightest affection (out of love)

sometimes Nash will even come out of nowhere when they are watching a movie and say something like “what are we watching?” and just sit in the middle of them

Avery loved up cycling old and vintage thinga and Jameson will help

Rebecca loves to craft because it helps her relax

she even taught Libby how to crochet

after seeing the effects, no one lets Gigi have coffee

even though Savanna is cold at first, she really opens up to the group and they all love her though she thought they wouldn’t (ofcc)

Grayson and Avery once made a power point about skincare for Jamie after learning he just washes his face with body soap and cold water (*shutters*)

Avery calls Xander Xanny Poo or just Pookie but never his real name

when they were still in school, Xander made Avery a fake prom-posal after her, Xander, and Jamie had a conversation about how cringy they were

She almost murders him on the spot

Avery once threatened to slap Jameson because he was being annoyed and he said “is that a threat, or a promise? and she almost passed out

after that, Xander called Ave a sadist and Jamie a masochist for a month and a half

Grayson and Avery watch Bridgeton together

when he was younger, Jameson was absolutely OBSESSED with Gravity Falls, he would theorize about it and try to solve the mysteries (which he got most of them right)

he has the journal #3 with the invisible ink on his book shelf to this day

Jameson and Avery are always playing game pigeon

Avery and Libby bought dress-up dresses and have tea parties (sometimes Max joins)

Jameson loves to rub it in his brothers (especially Gray’s) faces that he is technically royalty

I hope you like this!!! please let me know how i can improve. all constructive criticism is highly appreciated and welcome. please give me suggestions on what i can do next. thank you so much!

[amsznn]

Hi can I request Matt x reader

The reader and her friend are going to one of the boys show.They do the meet and greet and the reader talks to Matt.she is really shy but the more they get to talking the more comfortable they are together.Later on the the boys the boys are on stage and one the challenges is singing.They have to pick someone they met earlier and Matt picks the reader.He remembers her saying even though she is shy she loves singing.In the end the reader ends up winning for Matt’s team and he asks for her number.Lots of fluff!!

STAGE FRIGHT - m.sturniolo

warnings: none

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if someone told you a couple of months ago that you would be standing in line to meet your favorite youtubers, you’d probably laugh. not only was it difficult to get tickets, but it seemed impossible to you since they were also expensive.

but that all changed when your best friend surprised you with two tickets to one of their shows.

which is why you’re hear. standing in line, minutes away from meet the three boys for the meet and greet portion, hands sweaty, and fidgeting every second. “you good?” you’re friend asked from behind you, clearly noticing how you couldn’t stay still.

“yeah, im just a bit nervous.” you said while sipping on the last of your water. “don’t worry me too.” your friend laughed as she pulled out her phone. “let’s take a selfie before we pass out.” she raised the phone and snapped a pic of you both smiling.

a couple of minutes passed and you were at the front of the line. you had brought your fresh love hoodie hoping you could get signatures from them all. after the last person had went it was now your turn.

you walked up to where the boys were standing, giving them all individual hugs. “hey, i love your guys’ videos.” you said while smiling to which all three of the boys greeted you kindly back.

“thanks, how are you enjoying the events so far?” matt responded as chris and nick had taken your hoodie to sign. “it’s fun, im most excited for the singing portion though.” you said, remembering how the boys listed their events on their group instagram account.

“oh really? you sing?” matt asked as he got passed the hoodie to sign from chris. you nodded and took the hoodie from him once he was done. “yeah, here and there.” matt only smiled before standing off to the side so you guys could take a group photo.

“so you’ll stick around for the events im guessing?” matt asked when the photo was over. you gave him a quick ‘yes’ before you had to leave.

around an hour had passed when the meet and greet ended. the boys had now moved to the stage to begin more activities.

“so first up we will have…a singing competition!” nick announced into the microphone. the crowd of fans cheered before he continued. “so matt, chris, and i will pick on of you guys to do a song with us and you guys will vote on who did better.”

“alright lemme pick.” chris said before running across the stage, looking onto the stage. he pointed to the person of his choice and she was brought on stage. nick had done the same and his partner was on stage with him. “okay matt its just you left.” chris said into the mic.

matt glanced around the crowded and his eyes landed on you. “this girl told me she could sing at the meet and greet so i would like her to come up.” he said while smiling.

you nervously looked around for a second. not sure if your ears were playing tricks on you or not. but eventually you snapped out of it and made your way to the stage.

“okay, lets start this!” nick said as he looked to his partner. the two groups had picked their songs and let out some..interesting vocals. after a couple of minutes it was you and matt’s turn.

“what song should we do?” matt asked as he turned to you, moving the mic so it wouldnt pick up the conversation.

you shrugged and thought for a bit. “maybe one of the girls by the weeknd? it’s a good song for a duo.” matt agreed and went on to tell everyone your suggestion.

the song started and you could feel your palms literally forming pools of sweat. matt went first and everyone found it amusing. near the end of the song it was your turn. matt handed you the mic and you went on to sing the rest of the lyrics.

the crowd cheered once you were done. you could see your best friend screaming from where she was standing. you turned to see the reactions of the people that accompanied you on stage.

“we are so cooked.” chris yelled into the mic while laughing. “this has to be unfair.” nick argued.

“you’re really good.” matt said ignoring the chaos his brothers were causing. you could only smile while thanking him. if he only he knew how much that meant to you coming from him. “okay i think we clearly know who the winner is right?” matt asked the crowd to which they all erupted into cheers again.

afterwards, the guests were asked to go back to their seats but as you made your way down stage, matt stopped you shortly.

“hey.”

“hey.” you responded back, a little confused. “could i maybe get your number?” the brunette asked while fumbling to get his phone out his pocket before pointing it towards you.

“oh, of course!” you said while taking his phone to type in your number. “can i text you?” matt asked when you gave him back his phone.

“i mean you have my number don’t you?” you retorted. matt only laughed and nodded before running back up the stage. leaving you, shocked at what just happened. actually, shocked at what’s been happening throughout this day.

little did you know a few other fans were watching this interaction. videos of you surfaced a lot of platforms, even some of you and matt’s private interaction.

there was no way matt would forget you now.

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A/N: im sorry this was so late. I was in boston for spring break and i just wanted to relax for a bit. i hope you liked this <3

tags:

@junnniiieee07 @tillies33ssss @whore4matt @stellarsturns @summerl986 @inveigledvex @beccaluvschris @stingerayyy2 @bunnysturns @braindead4l @vickyzloserz @sturnzsblog

[winterwhisperz-blog]

Hey i just read your touchstarved headcanons and I LOVE IT!!!

And Here’s my request is that can you do a scenario of TS boys with MC who can speak different languages??? (like Italian or French)

Don’t worry i am a patient person and I won’t rush you. And i hope you’ll make more scenarios of the TS boys in be future.

YES HI HELLO !! I am, SO SO SORRY for taking two thousand centuries to respond to this—I’ve been pretty stressed over work so I haven’t been able to write headcanons as much— BUT TYSM FOR THE ASK !! IM SO HAPPY YOUVE ENJOYED MY HEADCANONS !

I do want to apologize in advance that these are going to be shorter and less one-shot like, than my others. These will be more like my Kuras Headcanons I made awhile ago—(Life has been kicking my butt lately so my motivation has been LOW)

But I hope you still enjoy them !!

Also huuuuge thanks to @danyvhell-writes

For helping me with these ideas !! You’re a saint 🙏

ALR LES GO

Note: gn reader! Fluff

Warnings: PROBABLY OOC PLS DONT HATE ME

Ais

ALR ALR AHAHAHAHA

So, one of my besties would do this A LOT where she would just switch into Spanish and I’d just be there like ???

So I thought it would be funny if you did that with Ais here

Imagine you’re in some kind of argument, a stupid, light one you know— and to annoy him

YOU JUST SWITCH INTO A WHOLE DIFFERENT LANGUAGE

He’s completely stunned, red eyes wide as you just start rambling, (very passionately) in a language he doesn’t understand

As you go on though, he just becomes utterly impressed, watching your mouth as he studies the words coming out of it (and just because he’s flirty LMAOOOO)

After you’ve had your fun, he comments something like “Impressive, Sparrow.” And then asks you, ofc, if you can teach him what you said

To tease him a bit more, you don’t tell him for a bit until he BRINGS OUT THESE GIANT PUPPY EYES

So you do start teaching him, just long evenings hunched over books or a paper as you teach him different phrases and words, the candle light dancing on his focused gaze.

And one day, out of the blue, he starts calling you Sparrow in the language you were speaking(and you also hear him practice words while talking with Princess—AND ITS SO ADORABLE)

After he’s becoming pretty good at it, you then proceed to tease other people(Leander) by randomly switching mid-conversation into a different language <33

Leander

NOW WITH THIS ONE, it reminded me of this really cool video of a guy switching between loads of languages in one song

IMAGINE showing this off to Leander one rowdy night at the Wet Wick

Maybe it’s even one of his favorite songs ??? And hearing you sing it in so many languages would absolutely knock him off his feet.

Another thing I think he’d go CRAZY FOR

Pet names, in whatever language.

Like ?? You call him something like “Mi amor…” for Spanish, or “Tesoruccio.” For Italian ??

He’s done for. Doomed. Dead. Will beg you to repeat it over and over while he showers your hands or arms with kisses.

He’s also one that would definitely be okay with you calling these pet names in public—he wants to be all smug that HES the one called yours.

He probably also learns whatever language you speak as well, might already know it because bro probably had tutors that taught him so many languages man.

In return for the pet names, he probably calls you something like “λατρεία μου” or “latria mu” (My adored !!! 🥹 in greek)

Kuras

NOW, THIS IS INTERESTING

I’m guessing since Kuras is an Angel, he knows like ??? Every language?

So when he finds out you speak others, he’s instantly curious, impressed, and now it’s quiz time.

You pass by a certain object, plant, anything, and he asks you how to say it in your language(s). Even if he may already know, he likes to hear it coming from you, enjoying the glint in your eyes as you explain things.

Another thing he’ll do, is when you’re having a library date, he’ll hand you a book and request you translate it. Either from your language to—whatever language people speak in Eridia ?? Or from that language to yours.

These will turn into nightly strolls with you translating a poem or book as he strides beside you, golden eyes locked on every word.

In return, he’ll translate whatever text into a language you don’t know. (I wonder if angels have a specific language??)

A name for him, I think it’d be cute if you called him 아름다운 천사 (Beautiful Angel in Korean !!)

Whether this is after or before you know he’s an Angel, he finds it both amusing and endearing. (Or painfully ironic if his life as an Angel is a tough subject)

Mhin

OKAY SOSOSOSOSO !! Mhin evidently thirsts for knowledge, they’re a lil nerd and they’re rlly bad at hiding it (A mood really. one of the reasons I love them <3) and my friend mentioned they’re more of a listener? So like I can see them just—paying very close attention to every word you say

At times they may not seem to be listening to you as you ramble, or catch a few words of slang from your language(s). But they’re actually secretly a sponge and soak up every little detail.

And now this may be just me but Mhin gives off such I must impress you with all my random facts vibes.

They ask questions about the languages you speak, the slang, the meanings, how to pronounce things correctly, everything

And then they do their own research, soaking up all they can before appearing to you one day and just starting the conversation in your language(s)

When you show any sign of being impressed, they will look away blushing and try to act cool but nahhh buddy you aren’t fooling anyone we know you spent forever working on that

Similar to Ais, lots of late night lessons where you get to teach Mhin about your language(s)! Just you two looming over an open book, Mhin scribbling down notes, looking so concentrated and you even spot a smile starting to form as they start getting better and better. (I love themmmmm 😭)

Mhin asks you to quiz them a lot, and looks so !! !! Just proud of themself when they pass. (Before realizing it and their self loathing kicks in and they revert back to >:( ) You want to tell them that they don’t need to be quizzed but look at their face !! Let them impress you okay !! They’re top 1 student !!

If you want you can joke about them having to call you Professor(Mc) or something but ur just gonna get a deep frown and glare like 😒 nuh uh AHAHSHS

Vere

Ohhh vere my nemesis. (He’s the toughest for me to write i have to like mentally and physically ambush him in a fast food parking lot before I can get anything outta him)

(I love him so much though so here we go !! Thanks to my friend for giving me a lot of help in this one because otherwise I’d be a doomed woman)

My friend brought up since he’s a fox, he’s very sensitive to sound !! So when you’re speaking in your mother language, he notices how your tone might change, watches as your tongue moves against your teeth or the top of your mouth, idk but he makes it a sensual thing somehow 😭

Definitely flirts with you in your language(s), says the most outrageous thing and watches as you get stunned or flustered by it, absolutely delighted that no one but you (or anyone who’s unfortunately being nosy and can understand) knows what he’s saying.

Okay this may be dumb but it’s so funny to me imagine Vere like putting on his most smooth, seductive tone, convincing the people around that he’s gonna say like the most erotic thing but he ends up just saying something like 💀 “Avocados” in your language(s) or like “Leander looks like a chicken breast” he does it to see you laugh but also because Leander overhears and could tell his name was said and thinks Vere is like— finally coming around but only you two rlly know Vere is just sexily roasting him.

Due to recent lore being dropped, and in his lil character sheet, it says Vere has a huge love for the arts. I think it’d be really neat if you introduced him to things specifically written in your language(s) !! Like books that originated from your country, plays that are only acted in that language(s), just a tour of the language! And if he doesn’t know your languages(s) then teaching him is gonna be like 💀 somehow so flirty

Will definitely call you Professor(Mc) but he makes it sound absolutely horrendous and cringey and you will regret it you probably should turn back

Jokingly will ask if you’ll give him a golden sticker if he behaves—do it, just to humble him.

OKAY WE’VE REACHED THE END WOOOT WOOT !!!! I DIDNT THINK I’D MAKE IT !!! Been stuck in this endless void for ages !!

Hem hem, thanks so much for the ask !!! I’m so so sorry it took forever 😭 writer’s block nearly had my head this time uh oh

Thank you again to my bestie for helping me out !!

Now I hope you see the most beautiful sunset, eat your favorite dessert, learn something new, and have a happy spring !! 🫶🩷✨

[oneforthemunny]

For your spooky stories could you do one where janitor!eddie and teacher!reader take Oliver trick or treating for the first time 🥹

new tricks, new treats |janitor!eddie munson x teacher!reader|

apart of the oneforthemunny's spooky stories series :)

"Did you get the candy?"

"Yeah, I did. Just leave it on the porch?"

"Yes, but leave a sign for them to take one- I'll make it."

"Baby," Eddie grinned, lines by his eyes crinkling in amusement. "No kid listens to that sign."

"I did." You blinked.

Eddie laughed, ringlets bouncing when he shook his head. "Of course, you did."

You frowned lightly, brows pinching together lightly. "What's that supposed to mean, Munson?"

"Nothin', baby." Eddie shrugged, zipping up his own jacket.

His eyes scanned down your frame, over your Halloween sweater- purple, black, and orange with bats and pumpkins. You always wore it on Halloween for your kids, they always loved it. Eddie did too, found it irresistibly adorable. "Like that sweater on you."

You bit back a smile, rolling your eyes playfully. "Nice, change the subject." You grin, giving him a pointed look.

The doorbell rang, the bell trilling echoing through the house, Oliver's feet pounding on the hardwood, shouting, "Grandpa's here!"

Oliver's first Halloween under your and Eddie's care, and there was no way Wayne was missing it. Wayne's gruff, excited trill echoed through the house, mixing with Oliver's chipper ramblings. He was more talkative now, more comfortable.

"... And you're the Spider-Man, hm?" Wayne asked, looking down at the red and blue costume shoved over a jacket to make it a little lopsided and bulky. Your insistence, you didn't want him to get sick.

"Yes!" Oliver grinned proudly. "I have a mask, too! Let me get it- oof!" Oliver pivoted, launching himself into Eddie's legs accidentally. His shy, snaggletoothed smile looked up. "Sorry." He muttered before running down the hall.

"How're you, darlin'?" Wayne muttered, pulling you in for a hug.

"Good. How are you?" You hum back.

"Good, real good." Wayne grins. "Your boy's excited, isn't he?" Your boy. It makes your heart swell with warmth.

"He is." You beam to Eddie. "He's been talking about Trick-or-Treating all month."

"Wore his costume too." Eddie laughs, shaking his head lightly. "So excited for it."

"Good for 'im." Wayne smiles proudly. "How kids oughtta be. Excited for it."

Oliver runs back in, plastic mask over his face, eyes still shining through. "Woah! Lookie there!" Wayne exaggerates excitedly. "You look like the real deal, huh?"

"Yeah." Oliver nods, pushing the mask up. "I just can't shoot webs."

The three of you laugh, Eddie ruffling his hair lightly. Oliver looks out the window, seeing the other kids starts to move out. "Is it time? Can we go?"

"Yeah." You nod, checking your watch. "Let me set the candy bucket out."

"Go grab your bag for candy." Eddie nods, fishing out his pocket knife to cut open the plastic bag for you, dumping it in the bright orange, plastic bowl.

"It's the pumpkin bucket, Ollie! In my closet!" You call down the hall, opening the door to set the bucket outside.

"Bucket? The small one?" Eddie frowns lightly at you. "Thought that was just for school?"

"No, it's for Trick-or-Treating too." You match his expression. "Why?"

"Baby, that's- that's not gonna be big enough." Eddie smiles, shaking his head. "We're hitting every house, and Steve's neighborhood, maybe Wheeler's too if we play our cards right." You roll your eyes lightly at him, pulling on your jacket.

"Ollie, grab a pillow case from the hall closet, too!" Eddie calls, smirking at the stopping and starting up of footsteps again.

"Why a pillow case?" Oliver asks, coming down the hall with both in his hands.

"Because," Eddie sing-songs. "You can fit more candy in it. You want a lot of candy, right?"

"Yeah." Oliver's grin matches Eddie.

"Can you grab his hat, just in case?" You ask Wayne, pointing to the tiny red toboggan. "Ed, you have your keys?"

"Got 'em, sweetheart." Eddie pats his pocket. "You ready? Which way first, Oliver?"

Four hours and a pillow case full of candy later, Oliver was pressed into your side, sleeping peacefully still in his Spider-Man costume, chocolate still around his mouth. You credited the sugar rush as the reason he lasted so long before crashing at Steve's house. Robin had stopped by, more than happy to take her "favorite nephew" to the houses while you, Eddie, and Steve stayed at Steve's house and passed out candy, sipping warm spiked cider out of mugs.

"Think he had a good Halloween?" Steve grinned, stepping in from the back porch with Eddie from their post cigarette chat.

"I think so." You grinned, looking down at the small boy, lashes fluttering in slumber.

"Told me it was the best ever." Eddie beamed, eyes shining with pride and emotion. "The decorations really helped, thanks for that." Eddie nodded towards Steve.

The two men had spent a weekend in September setting up the outside with festive, spooky decor, even though it was too hot at the time. Oliver had loved it, the orange lights and fake skeletons on the path.

"That's gonna be tough to beat next year." Steve sucked in a breath playfully.

Eddie shrugged. "Got a year to plan."

"We're gonna have this candy until then." You laughed, looking at the open pillowcase on the coffee table, filled with colorful wrapped candies.

"Think he'd miss a Kit-Kat?" Steve smirked, swiping the red candy off the top of the pile.

"Nah, take whatever." Eddie snorted. "We're going through it later. Check it for needles, right, babe?" He winked at you.

You rolled your eyes lightly. "Yeah, I think Ed will find a lot of skeptical Reese's." You snort lightly.

"You want me to drive you guys home?" Steve asked, looking down at Ollie.

"You don't have to. I can carry him." Eddie shrugged.

"You sure? I don't care."

"I got him." Eddie nodded, lifting the sleeping boy up in his arms. You grabbed his things, holding the pillowcase. "Thanks, Harrington." Eddie muttered.

"No problem. Hey, Happy Halloween, guys." Steve smiled, giving you a small hug, opening the door.

You and Eddie started down the sidewalk, littered with leaves and candy wrappers. "Think he had a good one?" Eddie asked, streetlights reflected in his eyes when he looked at you.

"I think so." You whisper back, hand smoothing over Ollie's hair gently, his cheek smushed against Eddie's shoulder. "He had fun with you tonight. You're really good at this."

Eddie shook his head gently, thankful the night concealed his blush. "You are." You said sincerely. "This fits you, Munson. Being a dad."

"Thank you." Eddie nodded, voice tense with emotion. "It does you too, y'know. Bein' a mom. You're, like, so good at it, it makes me nervous sometimes."

"Nervous?"

"Yeah, nervous, like... how can a person be good at everything? But you are." Eddie admitted, chest hammering like the first time he asked you out on a date. That felt like a lifetime ago now.

You rolled your eyes lightly. "I'm not good at everything." You muttered, kicking a leaf lightly. "Not good at the superheroes and all the comics like you are."

"Yeah? That's because if Dustin." Eddie snorted lightly. "Kid won't shut up about them, but... guess it ended up working out in my favor." He hummed, looking down at Oliver.

You walked in comfortable silence, your arm wrapped around Eddie's arm lightly. The street was so quiet now, compared to the loud screeches and Halloween haunted tracks that boomed from before.

"You think Child's Play is still on, or think we missed it?" Eddie smirked looking down at you.

"I think it's still on, or one of those scary ones are." You roll your eyes lightly.

Eddie's dimpled grin makes you flush. "Wanna watch a movie and look through the candy? Make out a little?"

You laugh, turning down your own street, your tiny house in view. "Sure, but if Casper's on we're watching that." You give him a pointed look. "'m not watching anything scary and bloody and gross."

[avocado-writing]

Hello! May i please request a Crowley x Reader where they have a crush on each other but they’re both so oblivious to the other’s feelings… (they make it very painful for Aziraphale some days lmao)

Now here is the plot twist : the angel and the demon switched bodies - like they did in the last episode of S1 - but reader isn’t aware of that, so they come up to ‘Aziraphale’ (or so they believe) talking about Crowley and how “he will never return their feelings”

When they find out that the one they’ve been complaining to is no one other than Crowley himself, they feel so embarrassed but even if he teases them at first, he is quick to reassure them and tell them he feels the same?

Thank you!! :)

notes: my friend M did a very funny react when she beta’d this fic and im including at the end

pairing: Crowley x reader

rating: T

“Ugh,” you announce as you walk out of the torrent and in through the door of the bookshop. Aziraphale glances up from his book and sees you dripping wet.

“Oh, raining, is it?”

“Gosh, you must be re-reading the Sherlock Holmes novels, Aziraphale, you’re ever so insightful,” you say, rolling your eyes. You don’t mean it spitefully, though. You get on rather well with Aziraphale and some gentle ribbing is an intrinsic part of that friendship.

He helps you off with your coat and hangs it on the rack. You rub your arms to warm yourself up.

“Would you like a blanket? Cup of tea?”

“Ooh, I’d murder a cuppa,” you confess. Aziraphale obliges and heads into the kitchen, and soon you hear the kettle sing. You watch the rain hit the window and travel down, rather glad you’re not outside in it any more, and call out:

“Crowley here today?”  

“Hmm? Oh, no. He’s off tempting someone somewhere, I should imagine.”

Your heart sinks a bit, but that’s alright. It’s not like seeing Crowley is your favourite part of the week.

“Why do you ask?” Aziraphale asks, popping his head out of the kitchen.

“About?”

“Crowley.”

“Oh, don’t make me say it,” you beg. He knows you’ve been lugging around a crush for that demon for yonks now, and he never gets tired of teasing you about it. You don’t want this to be a repeat of that conversation. Not when you’ve been trudging through the rain for the last twenty minutes, you can’t be arsed.

“Say what?”

“Aziraphale…”

“No, go on.”

You furrow your brow. There’s a strange, intense energy to the angel that you’ve not seen before. It’s quite unlike him. And yet you find yourself opening your mouth and once again confessing:

“What, that I’ve had a massive crush on him for ages, and he has no idea? That’s what you want me to repeat, so you can make fun of me?”

Aziraphale stares.

“What?”

“You’re being weird, Aziraphale.”

Aziraphale comes closer, still solemn. You want to take a step back but you’re by the window. 

“Say it again.”

“Aziraphale?”

“Please.”

There’s something in his voice, something desperate, and it makes you comply. 

“I fancy Crowley.”

And suddenly Aziraphale’s mouth is on yours. He has a hand either side of your face and his lips are firm and insistent. You’re so utterly baffled all you can do is stand there, baffled. This has come out of nowhere. 

By the time you have your senses about you he’s pulled back, swiping a thumb across your cheek and staring into your eyes. 

“What?” is all you can manage. Aziraphale seems to notice something and glances at himself. 

“Oh, right. Sorry.”

And with a glimmer, it’s Crowley standing before you. 

This only serves to make you more confused. 

“What?!” you say once more, with feeling. Crowley grins sheepishly. 

“The angel told me. I didn’t believe him when he said it at first, and he told me you’d never confess yourself… so he suggested a swap.”

Things fall into place. Yes. They told you they’ve done this before. You never thought you’d be on the receiving end. 

“You cheeky bastard!” you snap, thumping his chest. 

“Oh! Ow, what was that for?”

“I can’t believe you’d play a trick on me! I look like an idiot!”

“You look like an idiot? I’m the one who didn’t realise I’d made it seem like your friend had made a pass at you.”

You pause in your tirade. 

“You meant to make a pass at me?”

“Well I didn’t kiss you for no reason did I?”

You consider this and suddenly all the anger leaves you. You deflate under Crowley’s touch, which you realise he still has on you. 

“We’re idiots, aren’t we?” you ask quietly. Crowley shrugs. 

“Maybe. But then I’d be an idiot who wants to kiss you again.”

“I think that would be quite alright with me, actually.”

He does. 

“Oh, Crowley?”

“Mmm?”

“Never do that switcheroo thing again.”

“Cross my heart.”

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[renren-006]

La Vie En Rose | Sebastian Wilder x Reader

summery: a new jazz singer, makes her way into Sebastians heart after his last devastating love. can she help him move on?

word count: 695

a/n: i absolutely love La La Land!! ! im happy to report we have a new Ryan Gosling character for the tag list so requests are welcome for him!!!! 

You were late. Again. Working at one of the small Jazz clubs in Los Angeles meant that either you could lose your job to another singer or, you were the only one available and had to work twice as hard to stay at your place of employment. This was the fourth time in the past month you had been more than 20 minutes late to work. You were so caught up in the life of your now ex boyfriend that anything outside of his work and his world was deemed not important. This morning was the last time you would ever live under his rules again and kicked him out, including breaking up with him and throwing his shit outside your window onto the plants and sidewalk just underneath it. He was pissed. In all, you were extremely late for work.

Sebastian happened to be at your place of work today. He didn't know you and neither did you to him, but you would. He had been coming to this place for years, and more recently has been dying to listen to your voice for more than the one song you were put on stage for.

As you rushed into your place of employment, the “Jazz Dimond”, you were met with the angry face of your employer. You didn't get any words out before he threw your items from your locator onto the floor of the Jazz club and walked away. Sebastian watched as you picked up all your items, stuffing them the best you could into your giant purse already carrying loads of things.

“Why don't you come work for me?” Sebastian asked you, already standing in front of you. You had seen him at the bar before and you knew he also was opening a new Jazz club. You were stunned he wanted you to work for him. From that day on you worked alongside Sebastian as he readied his Jazz club to open, called “Seb’s”. It was his ex-girlfriends idea and you knew that before you came and got attached he loved another.

The two of you didnt start dating until a year after they opened. The relationship was slow, a nice past for the two of you as both of you had been in previous relationships and didn’t want to get hurt.

That year you found a song you wanted to sing for one of Sebs big nights at the club, a special French themed jazz night. You decided that La vie en Rose would be your song for the night. Sebastian had no idea, and was off in his own world that day trying to get ready for that night. This night would be the night Sebastian realized after a year of dating you, he was so in love with the woman on stage he knew it was worth it.

When you press me to your heart

I'm in a world apart

A world where roses bloom

And when you speak, angels sing from above

Everyday words seem to turn into love songs

Give your heart and soul to me

You sang your heart out, words flowing from your lips, the french song just creating a starry atmosphere. Sebastian was star struck, love struck by you. You wanted to sing this song to show him you loved him, this place you had together, and the life you wanted with him by your side.

Sebastian stared at you and the way your glistening silver dress made you look like an Angel! When you ended the song and exited the stage after the claps and woops from the audience, there he was. A bit sporadic Sebastian scooped you into his yards and kissed you, dipping you as he did.

“I love you Y/N” he spoke, the words were like waves over you. You felt like you were drowning in him and you didn’t want to ever surface! When the waves subsided and you still felt underwater…

“I love you too Sebastian” you spoke. Sebastian smiled, the biggest one you have ever seen. That night, the french love song tied your hearts together

And life will always be

"La vie en rose"

You sang your heart out, words flowing from your lips, the french song just creating a starry atmosphere. Sebastian was star struck, love struck by you. You wanted to sing this song to show him you loved him, this place you had together, and the life you wanted with him by your side.

Sebastian stared at you and the way your glistening silver dress made you look like an Angel! When you ended the song and exited the stage after the claps and woops from the audience, there he was. A bit sporadic Sebastian scooped you into his yards and kissed you, dipping you as he did.

“I love you Y/N” he spoke, the words were like waves over you. You felt like you were drowning in him and you didn’t want to ever surface! When the waves subsided and you still felt underwater…

“I love you too Sebastian” you spoke. Sebastian smiled, the biggest one you have ever seen. That night, the french love song tied your hearts together

[11queensupreme11]

I need to update my “who would be Percy’s first” with all these new love interest

1. daddyseidon - I am bias, this is me being bias. I still stand with what I said last time. If he’s her first it’ll be easy for to fuck her uncle and cousin. Nothing can lower the incest than doing it first with her daddy. #teamposy especially now that her tutor is gone and she might be home more often without anyone interrupting them. 😆 (but also lnow this dumbass decided to take it slow for her sake…. like I also wouldn’t be surprised by the time he’s ready to fuck her he’s either the third to last yandere to fuck her 😔 BUT im delusional and hoping he’s first)

2. Beelie (love the nickname she gave him) I think once the yanderes start acting up preferably from her dad and uncle I think she’ll found some sort safe heaven with him. Then with chapter 6 on how she made him feel even tho it was a small faction of feelings that he pushed aside I wouldn’t be too surprise if he’s her first time and more on the non-con side too especially when he becomes obsessed w her (cause she did find him redeemable after yknow trying to kill her so if he’ll cling to her cause she’s the first to do so) I kept this part cause I stand with what I said ^^ here especially with chapter 31 there has been lots of progress between these too. Like man was her escape from her dad and being trapped inside her home… now that he’s ‘gone’ I feel like she’ll def try to find a way to seek him out so they can go back to ‘normal’ and he’ll get even more obsessed with her, he’s like ‘omg she missed me so much that she seek me out knowing she may get in trouble with her dad 🥹”

3. Hades - he somewhat already got a taste of that perussy, nothing is holding this man back.

4. Apollo - since he’s a fast burn I think she’ll be a bit more creeped out with his obsession for her that it’ll take some time. Especially if he comes in singing her songs, making her poems, and sculptures about her. the first two were cute now she’s worried when they become a little too sexual 😥 Just gonna add here tho seeing how he literally allows her to do anything to him (stomping on his face) and listens to her (chapter 31 with Pan) I can somewhat see her thinking he’s a good ally of some sort in getting what she wants cause in his eyes he may get some brownie points if does so, of course there are limits.

5. Loki I am stuck between Loki and Apollo being number four. Loki is somewhat like Beeli when it comes to knowing who Percy really is. She can be herself around Loki the same way she is with Beeli. Loki also knowing what he’s feelings are for Percy and reading the doll 😨 he has… like girl I’m not gonna be surprised if you write an scene of him fucking the Percy doll and him getting tired and wanting the real thing. 🚶‍♀️I do see him as 5ish cause he’s also hated by all so everyone is gonna cockblock him and Percy at best. No where to hide now that he’s cape is gone too.

6. Anubis … I haven’t kept up with the manga so I don’t know much about him except that he’s hot. Lowkey wanted to put him first for the shits and giggles cause can you imagine her first being him and when he knots her… like would they be stuck like normals animals are when doing it? Can you imagine Anubis sensing a God’s presence (her dadddys in this case) and being balls deep and not being able to escape?!?!?! He’s fucked.

i really wanted to properly address everything you wrote here but i fucking DIED at anubis' part 😭

"Can you imagine Anubis sensing a God’s presence (her dadddys in this case) and being balls deep and not being able to escape?!?!?! He’s fucked." ASHDGAHFS 💀

with how anubis acts, if that were to happen, he'd just turn to look poseidon dead in the eye and be like "hi father-in-law!!!! 👋😊"

he's a silly lil guy with ZERO shame 😭