#maybe I should buy this shirt 😂

[thewispsings]

locked in a closet | oscar piastri

pairing: oscar piastri x landos bestfriend!reader

summary: lando norris locks his two bestfriends in a broom closet in hopes that they’ll stop hating each other.

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lando.jpg: how can i get my bestfriends to stop hating each other?

view comments below!

oscarpiastri: you can’t.

lando.jpg: ☹️

oscarpiastri: you can pout all you want. We will never get along.

lando.jpg: why must you break my heart 💔

user1: it’s been a whole year lando…i don’t think they’ll ever get along

user2: NEVER SAY NEVER

user3: oscar this, lando that, can we talk about how good y/n looks?? 🙄

yourusername: THANK YOU!! nobody appreciates my beauty anymore 😒😒

oscarpiastri: what beauty?

yourusername: die?

user4: LMAOO

yourusername: maybe if, he who should not be named, wasn’t so annoying, we could actually get along!

oscarpiastri: i’m not fucking voldemort you can say my name

yourusername: o-os🤮c-ca🤮🤮🤮🤮 no i just can’t.

oscarpiastri: oh and i’m the annoying one??

yourusername: yeah! you are!

oscarpiastri: @/lando.jpg control her.

lando.jpg: guy please, can’t we all just get along 😞😞

yourusername: how would getting along with he who should not be named, benefit me??

lando.jpg: it would make me really really happy 😁😁

yourusername: i couldnt give less of a shit about your happiness lando

oscarpiastri: see? She’s a horrible friend, me on the on the hand would never be so mean to you.

yourusername: you told lando he looks like big bird two days ago?

user5: for two people who hate each other, they sure do talk a lot…

danielricciardo: why do they even hate each other so much? 🙄🙄

lando.jpg: oscar spilled his drink on y/n the first time they met. he refused to apologize. she refused to forgive him.

yourusername: you forgot to mention that my shirt was $300 😐😐

oscarpiastri: FIRST OFF who in their right mind buys a 300 HUNDRED DOLLAR SHIRT???!?!? and SECOND OFF, IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!! I refuse to apologize for something that wasn’t on purpose.

yourusername: this is why your mom loves me more.

oscarpiastri: she does NOT.

nicolepiastri: …

oscarpiastri: MUM????

yourusername: i know that’s right.

user6: oscar and y/n would be so cute together if they stopped being so IMMATURE

user7: they should just #kissandmakeup

user8: me patiently waiting for the enemies to lovers 🧍‍♀️

user9: you’re going to be waiting a LONG time…

charles_leclerc: i think it’s time to give up on the idea them being friends mate 😢

lando.jpg: I SAY WHEN ITS TIME

user10: charles is just sick of getting caught in the crossfire 😭

user11: OMG IM NOT THE ONLY ONCE WHO NOTICES THAT ???😭😭😭

user10: NOO I DID TOOO!! it’s like every time oscar and y/n are having a glare-off charles somehow ends up right in between them

user11: AND THEN HE JUST STANDS THERE LIKE 🧍‍♂️

maxverstappen1: just lock them in a room and let them fight it out 🤷

lando.jpg: wait a damn minute…

yourusername: LANDO NO.

oscarpiastri: absolutely not.

— y/n has posted new photos!

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yourusername: p2, and now movie night in max’s movie theater <33

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user12: cutting oscar out of the photo is DIABOLICAL WORK 😭😭

user13: oh to be y/n l/n :((

user14: y/n is literally living the DREAM

user15: the way y/n made SURE you could see that she cut oscar out of the photo

yourusername; i have no idea what you’re talking about ?? 😓😓

oscarpiastri: get off your phone and watch the movie 🙄

yourusername: stop staring and me and watch the movie 🙄

user16: clock it y/n!!!!!

landonorris: did you really have to crop out oscar?

yourusername: yes!

user17: landos trying so hard 😞

user18: they’re all having a movie night 😞😞😞 ??

user19: I SHOULD BE THERE 💔💔💔💔💔

maxverstappen1: this movie is so funny!!

yourusername: it’s brokeback mountain?

maxverstappen1: and it’s hilarious! 😂

user20: MAX WATCHING BROKEBACK MOUTAIN ??!?!??

user21: max thinking brokeback mountain is funny is so him??

charles_leclerc: this movie is so sad 💔💔💔

yourusername: yeah charles we all see you crying :(

user22: charles crying over brokeback mountain is SO HIM!!

user23: is everyone just in there phones during the movie?? 😭😭

oscarpiastri: nope! just she who should not be named 🤷

yourusername: the unoriginality is disgusting!!

maxverstappen1: i’m going to, as the kids say, expose everyone. @/oscarpiastri has not stoped staring at y/n all night.

maxverstappen1: @/yourusername hasn’t stopped staring at a photo oscar on her phone.

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maxverstappen1: @/landonorris has eaten 2 whole pizzas.

maxverstappen1: @/charles_leclerc is crying like a baby.

maxverstappen1: @/danielricciardo keeps awkwardly laughing at the worst moments.

maxverstappen1: @/georgerussell63 keeps taking photos of his abs

maxverstappen1: @/lewishamiliton is secretly wiping away his tears

maxverstappen1: @/alex_albon has been whining about missing ‘his lily’ all night

maxverstappen1: @/carlossainz has gotten up to pee 10 times in the past HOUR

maxverstappen1: and @/logansargent has been hugging a teddy bear for the past 2 hours.

maxverstappen1: that’s what you ALL GET for not having MOVIE THEATER ETIQUETTE AND BEING ON YOUR PHONES.

yourusername: damn okay….

alex_albon: can you go get me my jacket in the closet? i’m kinda cold 🥶🥶

yourusername: yeah sure? 😭

user24: something’s brewing..i can feel it.

landonorris: @/oscarpiastri can you go get me my beanie in the closet? my ears are cold

oscarpiastri: yeah sure

— 3 minutes later!

— 7 minutes later!

— 2 hours later!

— y/n has posted new pictures!

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yn.jpg: max’s door didn’t stand a chance against MY muscles 💪(ft, jimmy the cat♡♡)

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user25: oscar in the likes?????

user26: wait a minute…

maxverstappen1: don’t worry i won’t make you pay for it 😚

yourusername: you locked me in a room with oscar. i wasn’t paying either way.

maxverstappen1: FINE. 😒😒😒

user27: did she just…say oscar name?

user28: in the whole YEAR oscar and y/n have known each other, y/n has NEVER said his name WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON

user29: something happened in that closet

landonorris: hello, i am lando norris, and i would like to publicly apologize for locking my dear friends (especially yn) in a closet. it was stupid and inappropriate of me. i hope to gain back their forgiveness.

user30: did y/n make you do this?

landonorris: no… (yes pls help she’s locked me in my room and won’t let me out)

yourusername; i’ll let you out once you’ve learned your lesson.

oscarpiastri: nice kitty.

yourusername: thanks!

georgerussell63: um, what the fuck is this?

charles_leclerc: maybe management took over oscar’s account?

oscarpiatari: no? it’s me?

charles_leclerc: oh! then what the fuck is this?

user31: something DEFINITELY happened in that closet. why are oscar and y/n actually being civil????

landonorris: i don’t know but it’s scary.

yourusername: do i have to confiscate your phone too?

landonorris: no! Sorry i’m learning my lesson 😞

carlossainz: hahaha 😂lando is such a loser

yourusername: do i have to take your phone to carlos? 🤨

carlossainz: NO, no i’m sorry 😔

user32: is it finally happening?…the enemies to lovers we all wanted 💔💔

user33: your telling me landos plan actually worked and y/n and oscar are being civil now ??

user34: dare i say…oscar and y/n would be a cute couple

danielricciardo: why are you and piastri being cool with each other?

yourusername: isn’t this what you all wanted??

danielricciardo: yeah…i guess we did…didn’t we?

landonorris: I KNEW IT WOULD WORK!!

yourusername: you’re still in trouble, come give me your phone.

landonorris: okay 😞

— oscarpiastri has posted new photos!

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oscarpiastri: second date, kinda nervous. (she taught me that)

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landonorris: second date and already making it instagram official? You’re so whipped 😒

oscarpiastri: didn’t you want us to get along better?

landonorris: yeah, GET ALONG, not GET TOGETHER 😒😒

user35: GET TOGETHER??? EXCUSE MEEEE

user36: THE ENEMIES TO LOVERS!!! IT HAPPNED IT FUCKING HAPPENED. FUCK EVEYONE WHO TOLD ME I WAS DELUSIONAL FOR SAYING THIS WOULD HAPPEN. GUESS WHO WAS RIGHT?? ME! I WAS!

user37: did i just step into a parallel universe where y/n and oscar are dating? because what the actual fuck is going on

maxverstappen1: 😨.

user38: SEE!! EVEN MAX IS ASTONISHED

user39; the period after the emoji is KILLING ME 😭😭

georgerussell63: Is that Y/n????? @/charles_leclerc

charles_leclerc: no? it can’t be?

yourusername: it is

charles_leclerc: AHHHHHHH

georgerussell63: AHHHHHHHH

user39: we did it ladies and gentlemen…after one whole year, the enimies to lovers has finally happened 🥲🥲🥲

landonorris: WE??? NAH BABY ME!! ALL ME!!

yourusername: heart heart

maxverstappen1: 🤨

lewishamilton: 🤨

georgerussell63: 🤨

landonorris: 🤨

logansargent: 🤨

charles_leclerc: 🤨

schecoperez: 🤨

danielricciardo: 🤨

carlossainz: 🤨

yukitsunoda0511: 🤨

fernadoalonso: 🤨

totowolff: 🤨

mclaren: 🤨

yourusername: OMG HE BOUGHT ME A REPLICA OF THE SHIRT HE RUINED, I FORGAVE HIM OKAY???

user40: only the seconds date and he’s already posting her?? oh he’s obsessed.

oscarpiastri: well, yes!

user41: 3 days ago they hated each other so much??? what happened???

yourusername: i’m a really good kisser

user42: DO YOU GUYS TGINK THEY KISSED IN THE CLOSET???

user43: maybe we do have lando to thank…

. . .

notes: one of the longest smau’s i’ve done! reminder that comments and reblogs are so greatly appreciated <33

[i-am-hungry-24-7]

Wait the lower one is from me but i don't really remember the whole details of what I've written there 😭😂 lemme dig my brain first 😔 but i remember mentioning something abt TF 141 with good smelled reader and they can't keep themselves from clinging or getting closer to reader (?)

🦈

Sharkiee 🥹 I'm lucky enough since you still remember a bit of the request! and actually I was thinking about good smelled reader these days too, but my ass get caught in my job these days 🫨 here's some hcs but I feel like there's still a lot of things I can brainrot, I'll add more to this when I can form them into words asdfghjk, as always tyvm for the ask🫡💖

Price He rarely smokes when you’re aside because it will cover your scent.  Invades your personal space on the helo when you guys are heading back to base so he can bask in your smell. It’s refreshing and unlike those stinky men he says. The sleep-deprived captain got a lavender pillow from you, and he threw his old one immediately, hadn’t been so excited to end the day and sleep after years, because you used the same pillow, and your hair smells literally like it, and he relaxed lot more with it. (when you're both on leave then he will ditch it since he has you instead)

Soap Kick him into the shower before he smears his sweat on you with how much he likes to cling to you and is unable to pry off after missions. Getting called Soap is obviously unrelated to his body wash, the plain 3 in 1 one that makes you just shove your shower gel in his grasp. You know he just wants to steal yours so he can smell like you, but if you buy him the same product he’ll still snatch yours. Makes you wear his shirts so he can get it back and wear your scent like cologne around, he doesn’t care if you yell ew at him, nor he care that others might tease him for getting claimed by you, to be honest, that’s his goal. Everyone should know he’s knee-deep for you.

Gaz He smells good or at least not bad after missions, but still loves to tail after you. Maybe you two share the same perfume, but he insists that it smells different on you (bastard just want to find an excuse to squish himself against you, but the rejections always swallowed by you before they can come out, his beautiful eyes aren’t just decorations, he knows you’re weak when he looks at you with pleading eyes) Personally think that Gaz probably has some weird obsession with your nape, and when you spray your perfume there every morning, it’ll attract him like he’s a pokemon, sneak a chance to sniff and press a kiss there until you scowl at him. You put on lotions after showers to prevent dry skin? He won’t miss the chance to help you. Maybe that’s the secret you always smell so enchantingly, if you shoo him off and say you can do it yourself, he will look at you with sad eyes till you feel guilty and hand him the bottle of body lotion.

Ghost Caught him secretly sniffing around you after a mission and he didn’t talk to you the whole night out of embarrassment. He just sat on the bed and tried to intimidate you with his stare (0 damage when his cheeks were pink whenever you tease him). In the end he just gave in and admitted he loves how well you smell 24/7, and when you’re both on leave, he will drown himself in your bed sheets or the plushie you have. The plushie is his now, don’t expect to have it back unless he feels like your scent on it fades, that’s when you can squeeze it between you and him during sleep.

[theromanticrationalist]

Young Sheldon Series Finale: 7x14 Memoir

THE SHAMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰

Okay, so I have a lot of mixed feelings about this episode. I do not think it was very elegant in its execution, firstly, and secondly WE SERIOUSLY NEEDED MORE SHAMY LIKE WHAT THE HELL YOU GUYS IS THIS ALL WE ARE GOING TO GET OF SHAMY FOR LIFE??? Ugh! I was hyping myself up so so much about seeing married old couple Shamy, and don't get me wrong, it was amazing, but also in other ways disappointing. It seemed very limited in its emotional scope, and while I loved that it was brought home regarding Sheldon's relationship with his own son, it didn't quite reach the emotional heights they were going for, or at least what they could have gone for.

LIKE WHY COULDN'T WE HAVE SEEN SHELDON ACTUALLY INTERACT WITH HIS CHILDREN YOU GUYS WE WERE ROBBED 😩😩😩

AND SHELDON HAS A BABY GIRL AND WE DIDN'T EVEN GET TO SEE GIRL DAD SHELDON OR EVEN KNOW HER NAME I AM DEVESTATED

I know there was a limited time to the episode with them having to conclude all the storylines and everything, but they could have made this last episode an hour, would it have really killed them? It was like we were given a peep-sized hole view into Shamy's family life, and that was it! I wanted THE WHOLE PICTURE, I wanted to see it sprawling and majestic in all its beauty!!! UUUUUUUUUUUUGH!

Although, when Amy stepped towards Sheldon threateningly to get his cute ass into the shower and get ready for their son's game, I about lost it! OMG. Momma Amy don't play! And Sheldon cowered/flinched like he just KNEW to his bones that he crossed the line and lost the battle! (The blood was draining from the boy's face big time!! 😂😂😂) That was kind of hot not gonna lie... 🥵 *fans self* *swoons* *faints* But why did Amy get rid of all his nerdy shirts?? 😭 LET THE BOY LIVE HIS LIFE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! But we did get to see him in his cute cuddly robe most of the episode and then sporting his hot Dad-polo shirt! So that was something! 😍

Another aspect that I didn't like about this episode is how they handled the situation with Mary Cooper. I believe it is very truthful, unfortunately so, that those who are "adults" in our lives fail us at the times we need them the most, but I don't like how the episode tried to frame it in a good light. The fact that Mary Cooper essentially emotionally abandoned her children and was forcing them to get baptisms (spiritually abusive) was pretty messed up! The way that MeeMaw placed the burden of responsibility on Missy and Sheldon (children who the adults should be supporting during what is quite literally the worst time of their lives!!!) was also super messed up too! Yet none of this is called out for what it is, but instead the writers try to turn it into a special, warm fuzzy moment between mother and son! Nah, I'm not buying it. Especially since the relationship between Mary Cooper and Sheldon is so special to me. I really don't know what else they could done, but I don't believe they should have done any of that. It was a really weird and awkward note to end the series on, even if it was hilarious how Sheldon showed up to his baptism in his whole scuba outfit! (Made even more hilarious by the fact that we learn that despite all of that, he still got an ear infection! Oh son...)

Oh well. I guess it is what it is! I am still just trying to process it all. I will probably be watching the Shamy moments on repeat forever! And I guess go back to my headcanons...

Oh, final note: I was seriously thinking for a moment there that Sheldon Prime and young Sheldon were going to meet! I think that would have been kind of cool actually if we got Sheldon talking/interacting with Sheldon (particularly for the Iain and Jim interaction!), but maybe it would have been a bit too on the nose. Although, that is Sheldon's MO. Still, I really, really loved that final moment when Sheldon Prime walks through his house in his memory and then turns around and it flashes back to his younger self speaking to Missy. I actually think that "last" moment between Sheldon and Missy is achingly beautiful as he tells her that he has no choice but to remember her, and she just laughs at him smugly. *lays down cries cries a lot*

[verfound]

Cutting Room Floor Fic: Alternate Merch Take (MLB; Lukanette)

So the fic I just posted was actually the second run of that fic? 😂 And I wasn't going to post the first take, but I posted it in the disco & got the friendly encouragement of but you have to? So. I was trying to match this up to the "locked in" prompt, but I wasn't really feeling it.

Still going more off @rierse's prompt of someone wearing their own merch than "locked in/out".

Cutting Room Floor Fic: Alternate Merch Take

Luka Couffaine was not having a good day.

It should have been a good day.  He was finally back home in Paris after weeks on the road – close to three months on a summer tour – and that in itself would normally have him giddy with excitement.  He could finally sleep in his own bed, see his family, his friends, his Marinette…it should have been an awesome day just for that alone.  They had months to make up for, and theoretically the first place he was heading should have been their flat.

Except the bus had rolled in late, and by the time he’d gotten to their flat she had already left for the day.  And he had lost his keys at some point, and their neighbors – the nice elderly couple that had taken a while to warm up to the rock star next door – had also been out for the day.  So.  He was essentially locked out.

He was exhausted.

He was also in desperate need of a shower.

…the plumbing at their last venue had been on the fritz, and the shower on the van hadn’t worked in over a month (and Penny refused to have it fixed until Jay learned to stop trying to wash Fang in it), and they had rolled out before he could grab a shower at the hotel.  He was also out of clean clothes – there had been another accident with Fang, Crusher, and a bowl of curry that had ruined his last clean shirt, and without his keys he was reduced to wearing his own merch until Marinette came home and let his sorry ass inside.

God, he needed some coffee…

He found himself ambling, unable to sit still outside their door while he waited for someone to come home.  He found himself wandering towards the bakery – maybe Tom and Sabine would let him use their shower? – but with his mind on coffee, he ended up wandering into the first coffeeshop he stumbled upon.  It wasn’t his favorite – Marinette claimed the croissants were too dry, and he thought their coffee always tasted a little burnt – but he was desperate and it would do.  The queue was fairly long, so he made his way to the back, content to wait to order a crappy cup of hot, black coffee.

He was starting to fall asleep when the patron in front of him decided to engage.

“I love that artist,” she said, a hint of something in her voice.  He hummed, his eyes still closed, and rocked back on his heels.

“Yeah,” he said, nodding groggily.  “Me, too.”

She giggled.  She had a nice laugh, his tired mind thought.

“Is that from the summer tour?” she asked, sounding a bit farther away.  He blinked bleary eyes open and saw she had taken a few steps ahead of him, moving with the line.  He sighed and shuffled forward, his hands sinking deeper into his pockets.  “I missed the show when he was in Paris.  My boss wouldn’t let me off work – she’s such a bitch that way.”

He chuckled, shaking his head.

“Work can be im…important,” he said, the words interrupted with a yawn.  He shook his head and reached up, scrubbing at his face.  “Lets you buy coffee.  Helps keep the synapses firing.”

“Yours are having trouble with that, I take it,” she giggled again.  He nodded.

“Long day,” he said.  He frowned, glancing out the window, and bobbed his head.  “Night.  Morning.  Look, I’m sorry, I just…”

He paused when she stepped closer, her fingers skimming along his before threading through them.  He blinked his eyes back open, and then he squinted as he stared at her.  She wore a big, floppy hat, and her eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses, but…he’d know that smile anywhere.  His eyes widened as he pulled her hand up, pressing their palms together.

“Asshole,” he breathed, a huffing laugh escaping him as he shook his head.  Marinette giggled and wrapped an arm around him, pulling him close as she laid her head on his chest.

“Why didn’t you call me?” she asked.  “Wearing your own merch in public, Luka?  Juleka would have so many words for you.”

“So will my designer wife,” he said.  “Don’t tell her.  I’m gonna get in so much trouble.”

“More trouble for wandering around the city without letting her know you made it in safe,” she said.  He sighed and pulled her closer, kissing the side of her head.

“Phone died.  Keys are…probably in Fang’s stomach.  I’m trying not to think about it,” he sighed.  “I was heading to your parents, but I’m exhausted.  What are you doing here?  You hate this place.”

“Tonia’s is closed today,” she said.  “Her niece’s wedding.”

“Damn, Tonia,” he sighed.  “Doesn’t she know we need our fix?”

“She –” she started, but the patron behind them cleared his throat.  Marinette rolled her eyes and tugged Luka off to the side, out of the line.  She nodded for the man to go ahead, and he sniffed before approaching the counter.  Marinette looked back up at him, grinning.  “You know what?  My boss can suck it.  How about we head home and I make you some coffee?”

“Hey, I like your boss,” he laughed as she stepped towards the door, tugging him after her by their joined hands.  His eyes raked over her, and his grin turned a bit roguish.  “Hm.  Nah.  I love your boss.  Really knows how to fill out that skirt.”

“…Luka!” she laughed.  She tripped over the threshold on her way out, and he grinned as he tightened his grip to steady her.  Damn, he loved her…  “I love you, too, you jerk.”

…had he said that out loud?

It didn’t really matter.

Just…he really needed to sleep.  If he wasn’t aware of what he was saying.

She was laughing again, and she pulled him down for a quick kiss.  When he chased after her when she pulled away, she bit down on her lip and shook her head.

“Later,” she said.  “When I can kiss you how I want to.  I’ll call Joce when we get home and have her take care of things today.  I’ve missed you too much.”

He loved the sound of that.  He’d missed her, too.

“Come on,” she said, starting towards home again.  “We’ll worry about your keys tomorrow, but you have to tell me how Fang ended up with them.  You know better, Luka.”

…yeah.  He supposed he did..

[accio-victuuri]

RIO LIVESTREAM CANDIES. 💙🍬

( edit is owned by -绾抚 / link to original )

We’ve all been missing GG so it’s nice to see him in this event. && he’s so cute and fresh in it, I feel the same vibes as I did with how WYB was in the Thailand roadshow. They both look happy so that makes me ☺️☺️☺️ too!

Now let’s move on to some sweets…

I wanna start with the lychee. I swear. Eversince WYB mentioned his preference for frozen lychee ( during the chunzhen fanmeet ) i’ve been thinking of him when i see the fruit. LOL. and now, a lot of us noticed how XZ was partial to lychees to during the Rio stream. One of the “flavors” of the new product was lychee, and sure he had no control over that, but there was a part where they were making a drink. XZ literally took the lychees first and put them all in.

and it doesn’t help that this was mentioned in an LRLG, where WYB would peel lychees for XZ.

This may be the most random thing but considering the connection to WYB’s love for it. The fake rumor. and now GG — the set is now complete. 😌 plus GG even said “add 10 lychees, perfect!” LOL. I don’t know if it’s random or significant, but my mind is going to the whole 10:10 cpn.

Next up is when other fruits were in, XZ commented that the color is beautiful. What’s the color? Red and Green. Lol. This is like WYB choosing those colors for his graffiti. Thank you for loving your own / each other’s fan colors.

Another interesting bit on this live is what he’s wearing — the blue shirt. Yes, he is going with the theme and colors of the product ( the can ) which is predominantly blue. Also the theme of “summer”. When I look at wardrobe accounts on Weibo like boxiao closet & daytoy closet — they did not identify the blue shirt’s brand. If you know ZZ, what he wears on events almost always name brands. So it’s sus that this one cannot be identified.

Maybe it’s too generic looking? Not one they can identify from his “usual” brands?

Turtles of course have to dig deeper and remembered one LRLG where a random conversation was added:

WYB: "Which one should I buy?"

XZ: "blue"

WYB: "You wear blue too?"

XZ: "Um….”

Add this to how WYB a pretty similar looking shirt on a Super X advertisement. It doesn’t help that these two are both at home in Beijing! Did you borrow WYB’s clothes? The blue one you told him to get? 😂😂😂😂

If you wanna clown some more, it looks dangerously close to what One and Only team wore during their hangzhou roadshow.

How XZ expressed his love for the beach/ sea which reminds us of his ideal life painting. It’s still the same. It’s what he still loves.

During WYB’s chunzhen fan meet to, he actually recommended going to the beach and chillin.

-END.

[meowzfordayz]

picnic

Author’s Note: planned to write an emergency request tn, but this suggestion begged to be written instead. 🙋🏻‍♀️

picnic

Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader

Word Count: ~1,000

CW: none

Suggestion Fulfilled: Imagine having a picnic with Rengoku and it’s fluffy and a perfect date :3 

~faqs~

Picnic!Kyojuro who brings up the idea of a picnic date early on in your relationship, but doesn’t actually get around to planning one for ~months

He’s busy, yanno ?? Planning all your other dates 😌

Not that you don’t plan dates as well !! But like- He wants to do everything w/ you

If you give him your weekend, then you’re up at 7am, and in bed by 11pm — not a minute wasted, and still a full 8 hrs of rest 🤓

Picnic!Kyojuro who spends weeks scouting for the ~best spot

Picnic!Kyojuro who knows you like the idea of grass more than the actual experience of it (don’t mind my self insert lmao… grass is itchy), so he’s sure to bring a waterproof tarp (he doesn’t want you to stress about ruining any blankets) + plenty of blankets + cushions

Picnic!Kyojuro who finally decides on a sunlit patch underneath an old willow tree situated in a local nature reservation

Picnic!Kyojuro who almost settled on the field at the local library, but worried that public = less PDA, and why would he consciously deprive himself of PDA ??

Picnic!Kyojuro who loooves PDA 🥰

Subtle and not so subtle — depending on your comfort

Picnic!Kyojuro who rouses your suspicion when he allows you to sleep in on a Saturday: “What time should I set my alarm for?” Alarm? Sunflower, there’s no need for an alarm. 😃 “Excuse me?” 🧐 No alarm! Just rest. 🤗 “Are you feeling okay?” 😶 Of course! 😇 “Okay…”

Suspicious or not, you’re absolutely cashing in on this rare opportunity to NOT watch the sun rise 🙃

Sunrises are glorious, buuut so is SLEEP

Picnic!Kyojuro who silently slips out of bed no later than 7:01am, even tucking your favorite stuffed animal of his under your arm lest you desire cuddles amidst your slumber

Picnic!Kyojuro who texts you

7:04AM Kyojuro: Good morning darling! I am fine! Go back to sleep!

Juuust in case

Picnic!Kyojuro who puts together a hefty basket of everything you often want to buy/eat, but can’t normally justify spending $ on it

For me this means: crisp baguette, fancy cheeses, fresh fruits, avocado, and smoked salmon

(I was going to specify what was in the basket, but food is such a vast, unique, sometimes painful topic, so to each their own imagination 💓)

Picnic!Kyojuro who’s grateful you rarely check the second fridge (c’mon, this man eats — he 100% owns a second fridge), bc that’s where he hid all the goods

~flashback to last night~ I am home❣️ “Do you want help bringing stuff in?” 💪 NO! 😳 “... okay ??” 😆

Picnic!Kyojuro who packs another basket w/ aforementioned tarp, blankets, and cushions; and plates, utensils, and napkins

If you think he’ll let you carry one, then think again 🤠 He knows you’re strong — he just lowkey wants to flex 😎

Carrying ~stuff ≠ Showing off 😤

Picnic!Kyojuro who loads everything into the car’s trunk before returning to wake you

Picnic!Kyojuro who feels somewhat guilty as he presses himself into your back, his heat seeping through your body, slowly nudging you to consciousness

“You said I could sleep in,” you mumble drowsily, grumpiness softened by the touch of his thumb across your cheek

“You did! It is 8am! Time for today’s activity!”

Picnic!Kyojuro who usually has a plethora of activities on the agenda, so you’re borderline hopeful at the lack of plurality in his statement

Maybe you’ll get to nap afterwards ??

I don’t mean to make you seem ungrateful btw 😅 I just hc Kyo to be an enthusiastic go-go-go-! partner… frequently to an endearing fault 🥴

You can always say no! But like… it’s Kyo !! so it’s also just… hard to say no 🥺😂

Picnic!Kyojuro who hands you cozy sweatpants (autumn breeze + autumn sunshine = perfect weather), a cotton shirt, and one of his sweatshirts

Picnic!Kyojuro who—once you’re dressed—happily interlaces his fingers w/ yours, squeezes gently, and leads you to the passenger seat

Picnic!Kyojuro who opens the door for you

Duh

Picnic!Kyojuro who doesn’t tell you where you’re going, drives patient and steady, and chuckles when you inevitably nod off

Picnic!Kyojuro who manages to set everything up while you’re snoozing in the parking lot (for the sake of fanfiction: nobody’s around yet — you’re safe and sound)

Tarp, then blankets, then cushions; colorful tupperware organized neatly by genre (of snackage); forks, knives, and spoons arranged on napkins; speaker placed nearby, his cheesiest playlist queued

“Sweetheart?” he hums quietly, poking at your shoulder; you grunt; “Everything is prepared!”; you huff; “Rise and shine!”; you swat at him, blinking groggily, “I’m hungry.”

Picnic!Kyojuro who grins triumphantly, “Breakfast is mere minutes away!”

Picnic!Kyojuro who pouts when you mutter, “We better not be foraging for it.”

Picnic!Kyojuro who guides you toward the It is a surprise! — sweaty, pulse quickening, gaze darting

Picnic!Kyojuro who nearly panics when you stop abruptly

I should have let them sleep in another hour…

Picnic!Kyojuro who promptly melts with satisfaction when you audibly gasp, Oof as you immediately hug yourself to him, your nose digging into his chest

“When? How?! Why?! KYO!!”

Picnic!Kyojuro whose laughter caresses you warmer than the sun, arms toned as they embrace you, lips promising as they nuzzle against your forehead: “Because I love you.”

Picnic!Kyojuro who sits beside you, introducing the variety of pickings to you, heart bursting at its seams as the contented gleam in your smile only brightens

Picnic!Kyojuro who ~eventually remembers to turn on the speaker

Picnic!Kyojuro who doesn’t bother pretending to be bothered when you grab his bicep This song, Kyo! This song !!!!! and tug him up to dance

Picnic!Kyojuro who dips you so low you feel like he might drop you, but he never does

Picnic!Kyojuro who knows you’re more beautiful than the ombre of foliage blurred in the background of his vision

Picnic!Kyojuro who swears he sees the outline of your soul as he holds you

Picnic!Kyojuro who kisses your earlobe, voice a shy murmur

“Thank you for letting me love you.”

Picnic!Kyojuro who starts planning his proposal (or some grand gesture if you’re not one for marriage) as you whisper

“Thank you for loving me.”

[dribs-and-drabbles]

Laws of Attraction ep 1

Oh gosh! Chan's so evil. I love him!

Ok, so there's something about Chan's upbringing and his parents that's a raw spot for him...

(Film and Nanon could play brothers. Evil brothers. That would be interesting).

Is this the guy from Chains of Heart? His laughter is familiar.

Chan looks shocked at the gun but I'd be surprised if this is the first time he's been shot at.

What in the world is this drop kick!?! Oh please! And the music for this 'meet cute' 😂

Poor Ton Khaw...surely it's the adults fault. They should know better, don't discipline the child.

Look, I know she's going to die, that she has to for the story, but dammit if it's making me angry already.

That car should have seen her. I thought it would be like she would step out into the road and be hit but that car drove behind her a good distance then ploughed her down. What the...?

Ooof. Ok, that got me. She was basically Tinn's daughter.

Wow, it's so dramatic. 😂 The music. The zoom ins. The expressions!

But also, yes! Bring down the rich politicians! (How does Tanthai have no remorse?! No guilt?!)

And t-shirts with slogans my beloved! "underground people" for the 'underdog'.

Please! Now Tinn's saved Chan twice...and we all know things come in threes...so will Tinn save Chan again? Save him from his evil life? Save him from the pain of his parents/upbringing that's fuelled the evil in his heart?

How can Chan say that smiling after all their flirting (telling Tinn he's the politician's lawyer).

TIDDIES! (@callipigio knows what I mean)

Oh. Is there a story in that flash...back?...flash...forward?...in the woods? That's Chan blindfolded, so is he being forced into evildom? And is it literal or metaphorical? Or is this some punishment for going against the rich baddies later?

Elephant pants my beloved!

Oh I love her. What a great way to get rid of people...and who knows, it being Thailand, they might just get sick from being wet!

Oh these two (Film/Jam) are so good! This show is so GOOD!

Hmm, I wonder of there's more to this accident than meets the eye... Was Tanthai actually driving? Was he fleeing something bigger? Is it to do with something shady his father is doing? The mystery is delicious.

Ugh the way the music keeps quickly fading out.

And what are these ties Chan's wearing! 🙈

Oh yes, you be scared. Our evil babygirl is gonna bring your ass down......but first he's gonna get beat up. Maybe deserved though.

Oh but Tinn didn't deserve that. And why is Chan there? Did Chan instigate that fight so that he could take Tinn home? Chan's going to use him as a pawn to get back at the politician, right?

Throwing the shirt to the camera?! I LOVE IT!

Okay. I'm HOOKED. It's so dramatic but juuuust on the edge before over the top. And I don't even mind the subs being odd. He's an auntie to his nephew? Yep, I'll buy it because the double mis-gendering cancels each other out, like a double-negative. And I can extrapolate most other weird translations. And I just love this evil babygirl who does everything wrong but can also do no wrong (Chan). And of course he's going to take down the even badder guys and gain a conscience in the process (and a hot boyfie). I love it. I really do.

[wheels-of-despair]

Getting to Know Your Eddie Prompt Game

(get a clean copy here to make your own)

prompts by myosotisa and deathbecomesthem and jo-harrington

What story is he from? What kind of story is it?

Evil Woman, Don't You Play Your Games with Me started as a fix-it fic, and since I thwarted the events of S4 in 400 words, I had to give him other things to do. 🥰

What inspired you to write this Eddie?

I just... loved him. I wanted him to be happy, and since thinking about him being happy made me happy, I started writing about it and never stopped.

I'd never written fanfiction before Eddie broke my brain. I didn't even know the "You" fics were a thing until The Summer of Eddie. But my tumblr wife @eddiemunsonsmum listened to me ramble and encouraged me to write, and now I write for so many characters with the same face, it'd be alarming to anyone outside the fandom. 😂

What are your favorite headcanons about him/share something you never shared in your story?

Eddie is very sensitive about his hair. Have a fic about it that I've been holding back because it's a sad one. But if somebody just walked up to him and touched it, he'd flip out. Evil Woman has earned the right to play with it, and has located the spot on his scalp that knocks him right out. She, of course, uses this knowledge for evil.

What does he wear on a casual day? On a dressier day? What does he wear to bed?

Eddie's a jeans and a t-shirt guy. On a dressier day, he'll wear jeans with no holes in them and a button-up over his band shirt. In the summertime, he'll sleep in boxers. When it's cooler, plaid pajama pants and a t-shirt. In the dead of winter, maybe he'll add some socks and a hoodie. Unless it's like, really cold, then he thinks you should both strip and get under the covers. For body heat. 'Cause science.

Favorite foods?

Eddie's adventurous when it comes to food. He'll try anything once. (Okay, vegetables may take a little prodding.) But it's hard to go wrong with a bacon cheeseburger and fries.

Tell Us About His Family/Friends

Uncle Wayne is the reason Eddie is the Eddie we all love. In the Evil Woman-verse, Eddie comes to live with Wayne when he's 8. His mom died when he was 7, and his dad was... awful. But Uncle Wayne took him in and took care of him - and taught him how to take care of himself, and others. Wayne is the reason Eddie looks out for the little guy, because once upon a time, Eddie was the little guy.

I don't write about Eddie's friends a lot, because I feel like people's eyes kinda start to glaze over when the story strays from Eddie/EW. But just know that Corroded Coffin practices frequently, and Hellfire has been known to hang out as a group outside of school. You're just getting mostly the ahhh-we're-finally-alone stories.

Yeah Yeah, he's a Metalhead. Tell Us MORE About His Taste in Music in your story

Owns every record Ronnie James Dio has appeared on. Has figured out when the nearby record stores do markdowns, and visits on those days to buy whatever he can afford, even if he's never heard it before. If it looks metal, it's coming home with him. Gets super excited when he finds an awesome new band, and can't wait to make you listen to it share it with you. Will be an asshole about having to listen to music he doesn't like.

What are his views on romance? On sex?

Eddie finds romance in the everyday - you zipping his jacket up or reaching out to grab him and keep him from running into a pole or him stopping to tie your shoe. He also enjoys embarrassing his loved ones with grand romantic gestures. Insert eyeroll here.

Eddie was a virgin when Evil Woman acquired him, so he is going to live and die a one-woman man. UNDER PAIN OF DEATH. But that also means that all his exploring will be done with someone he trusts.

Is he optimistic or pessimistic?

Both? I feel like Eddie and Evil Woman are the switchiest of switches in every sense. They eventually even each other out in everything. When he's down, she'll Pollyanna him. When she's not feeling it, he'll be her cheerleader. Teamwork!

Where or with whom is he most comfortable?

Uncle Wayne's. It's been home since he was 8, and was the first place he ever felt truly safe. And when he gets to bring Evil Woman there? To sleep in his bed? In his favorite place in the world? The Ultimate! Also his van, he likes his van.

What are his views of his future? What are his hopes/dreams?

I think Eddie's a realist. Sure, it's fun to dream about going off and being a rockstar and touring the world. But I think he'll settle for playing the occasional gig a few towns over and letting some college kids fawn over him and buy him beer. Ultimately, he just wants to survive. If he could be happy about it too, that'd be great.

What do you imagine his future looks like?

I have a plan for them, but it's not set in stone yet. I'm seeing cohabitation and eternal devotion and staying close enough so that they can do holidays with Wayne and EW's mom every year.

Anything else you'd like us to know about your Eddie/your story?

I don't think Eddie and Evil Woman will have kids. I think they'll occasionally run out of condoms and be like 'well, whatever, if it's meant to be, it'll be' and it just doesn't happen for them. They don't try to find out why. They're okay with it. All they need is each other.

Treat this like an ask game and have people ask or just fill it out as you'd like to.

This is not done in a spirit of "right and wrong" but more to give your readers, mutuals, friends a chance to get to know the mindset that you approach your/ANY Eddie Munson in. And if you want to write this for Steve or Robin or whoever and not Eddie, go right ahead. Copy paste post.

[anawrites3]

Dick halted before passing the living room entrance, taken aback by the scene he witnessed. When he left - and it's worth noting, only for a minute or two - his father and his fiance sat as far away from each other as sofas and armchairs arrangement allowed it. They weren't exactly engaged in even moderately polite conversation but /at least/ they weren't arguing as well. It wasn't that bad. Now although...

To be completely honest, Dick wasn't sure what happened. They were still sitting in the same places, still not talking, and still not even looking at each other. The atmosphere shifted a little, that was one of the signs that he missed something possibly important. There were more signs, probably way more giving, such as frozen meat Bruce held to the left side of his face, or smeared blood under Slade's nose and his beard that looked like he tried to wipe it quickly.

Of course.

"The fuck?" he asked pointedly looking at Alfred, the picture of elegance and composure, standing straight in the corner of the room.

"Master Bruce and Mister Wilson had a...disagreement" butler explained throwing one of his disapproving looks their way.

Of fucking course.

"It was quickly resolved" to that, Dick noted, Alfred seemed to look a little too self-satisfied "and I proposed something cold to cool gentlemen down. And for the damage, obviously. Mister Wilson refused."

Bruce only murmured something unhappily but Slade was rather stubborn about getting on Alfred's bad side, like refusing his polite act of mercy wasn't enough. "I'll heal in an hour, no need for that sh-"

It's going to be a long evening.

Anon this is BRILLIANT!! Amazing writing too!! Ahhh its so good!!

Bruce and Slade are trying their best to not fight each other but only when Dick is in the same room 😂 They don't even mind Alfred there lmao I love it, I wonder what they were thinking when they started that fight - they had to know that Dick will be back soon 🤣 It's "We'll act like nothing happened, maybe he won't notice" kinda thing 😂💕💕 amazing

I love the idea so much, let me add a bit to that 👀

"I swear to God, you are worse than children." Dick let a sigh escape his lips as he sat down on the sofa, right in the middle of the room. That way he was sitting evenly in between both Bruce and Slade, and they both looked conflicted whether to move closer to him or stay where they are, as far away from the other man as possible.

"He started it." Bruce complained under his breath and Dick sent him a pointed look.

"I really don't care who started, Bruce. And it's not like it matters anyway, you both are way too old to act like this."

Slade crossed his arms over his chest with a mumbled complain and leaned back against the armchair he was sitting on. Dick glanced at the blood still smeared over his face and stood up again with another sigh.

"I can't believe you two, I literally left for three minutes!"

"A lot can happen in that time."

"Yeah, I can see that." Dick remarked, bitter. "Fighting, making a mess of yourselves-"

He reached for a tissue to gently clean up Slade's face. The blood stopped running already thanks to the man's healing factor but his nose still was fractured if not broken from the punch. It would take a while to heal and while Slade got way more serious injuries on daily basis, it still must've hurt like hell.

Dick looked down at the button-down shirt Slade was wearing, at a few drops of blood that got on it and let a small pout enter his face.

"My favorite shirt too..." he lamented quietly.

Bruce looked away. Slade shifted a bit in his place, uncomfortable. Good, they should feel bad about it!

"I can wash it out, it's just some blood." Slade assured him with a half-shrug. His rough fingers found Dick's wrist and squeezed gently. "Or I can buy another one like this."

"I don't want you to buy another stupid shirt, I want you both to stop fighting!"

"Dick-"

"Little bird-"

"No! Shut up, I don't want to hear it!" Dick snapped, taking a step back to glare at both of them. "You're both important to me and I'm so fed up with all your stupid fighting! You are going to start acting like adults and learn how to live around each other without trying to kill each other!"

Bruce ran his hand down his face, suddenly looking tired.

"You know it's not that easy, chum."

"It is! You're my dad and Slade is my fiance, I'm not going to give up on either of you because you don't like each other!"

"It's Deathstroke, Dick! This has nothing to do with disliking, this man killed thousands-"

"I love it when you're calling me your fiance." Slade hummed with an easy smirk as if Bruce didn't speak at all. He sent Bruce a look over Dick's shoulder and enjoyed the way Wayne tensed. "Can't wait until we change it to 'husband' though."

Bruce clenched his jaw with so much force that Dick worried about his teeth. He hated being reminded that Deathstroke would soon become a part of his family and Slade knew it far too well.

"You're not helping, Slade!" Dick hissed.

Slade looked back to him and pressed his lips to Dick's wrist before pulling him onto his laps. Bruce leapt up from his place.

"Not really trying to."

Dick screamed.

[staygoldwriting]

Hello there! 💜 May I request a silly little fiction with Steve "the hair" Harrington where reader had a sleep over at his house and the morning after she is in his bathroom and accidentally somehow throw down ALL of his hair products and they were destroyed in the process. Include over dramatic reaction from Steve and him pouting all day with his hair NOT DONE and reader re-buying all the stuff and trying to cheer him up.

And I beg you add the line "and you say Eddie is over dramatic" it will be so funny to read! 🤭

Hope it's not too much, love you and your work 💜💜💜

Hi hi!! I don't think I have ever had more fun writing a fic before, I was laughing so much 😂 I hope you enjoy reading this, and as always, please show love and support! ❤️✨

Word count: ~1.9k

Warnings: maybe a 2 on the fluff-o-meter? It's more laughs then sweetness! Reader has spent the night with Steve

For @maltinonka 💕

🚿 Bad Hair Day

“Good morning, beautiful,” Steve sang as he walked into his room. 

“Hey, handsome, what’s all this?” you smiled as you gazed at him, breakfast prepared on a tray.

“Just a little treat,” he shrugged. “I thought it would be nice to have some breakfast in bed,” he said as he sat beside you in bed.

“Well, everything looks great, I’m just going to brush my teeth first,” you said as you got up to walk to the bathroom. 

“Hey, Harrington, did you use all the orange- oh no! Oh I’m so sorry!” Eddie yelled as he covered his eyes. “Harrington, put a shirt on please!”

“You’re mad at me? Y/N’s only in a t-shirt!” Steve argued. “And you don’t have to cover your eyes, man, I walk around without a shirt all the time.”

“Y/N can do whatever she wants,” Eddie said, eyes still covered. “And I’m covering my eyes out of respect for her and to spare my eyes from you.”

“I swear, you’re the most dramatic person ever, why did I ever move in with you?” Steve groaned. 

“Oh, come on, Steve,” you argued. “Also, Eddie, you can uncover your eyes, I have shorts on now.”

“Thank you, Y/N! Maybe we should live together,” Eddie smirked.

“Over my dead body, Munson!” Steve yelled.

“I don’t know, he might have a point,” you smiled. “Eddie’s always been my favorite.”

“Wha-what is this?” Steve said in shock.

“Just some fun,” you winked at Steve as you passed Eddie, giving him a hug on your way out.

“Four words. Out. Of. Your. League,” Eddie joked.

“Out!” Steve yelled, throwing a pillow at Eddie, which he dodged. 

As you settled in the bathroom, you opened the window to let the fresh air in. Spring was approaching, so the warmth was welcome. You brushed your teeth and freshened up, but as you finished, a wasp had come into the bathroom. You gasped, trying not to scream, but freaking out, you grabbed the first thing you could find to ward it off: Steve’s Farrah Fawcett Spray. Spraying it all over, you tried to get the wasp, but it was too quick. Eventually, you started spraying it closer and closer to the window. As you finally got close enough to the wasp, you gave it one last spray, but tripped and knocked Steve’s shampoo and conditioner out the window. You panicked, now worried about what Steve would say when he found out his precious hair products were gone. At least he still had spray, you thought, but when you shook it, it felt empty. 

With a lump in your throat, you walked back to Steve’s room, where he was smiling and eating some French toast. You climbed back into bed nervously, shaking as you had some orange juice.

“Honey, you okay?” Steve asked.

“Um, yeah,” you said slowly. “I-uh, I just have to tell you something. But you might be angry with me.”

“Y/N, honey, there is nothing you could do to make me angry,” Steve reassured. 

“Okay, here it goes,” you said, taking a deep breath. “I-I was in the bathroom.”

“Right,” Steve said slowly.

“And I opened a window, but then a wasp came in.”

“Are you okay? Did it sting you?” Steve asked, panicked.

“No, it didn’t, I was able to ward it off,” you said quickly, trying to make it seem like a success.

“Okay, good, I’m glad,” Steve sighed. “So, what’s bad about that?”

“Well, I got it away by… spraying it,” you said guiltily. 

“No,” Steve whispered. “You didn’t.”

“I did,” you said, shrinking. “And then I knocked your shampoo and conditioner out the window, I’m so so sorry I didn’t mean to, I swear!”

“You WHAT!” he yelled, scrambling out of bed.

“Steve, baby!” you called, following after him as he arrived at the crime scene. His shoulders dropped as he walked in, whimpering. He shook his empty can of spray and dropped it, heartbroken. Then, he peered out the window, seeing his shampoo and conditioner in a pile of muck. Somehow, they had opened, and their contents were spilling out.  

“This can’t be happening,” Steve said, sitting down. “I feel weak.”

“Hey, what was all the screaming about?” Eddie said as he walked to the door. “Woah, Harrington! Why are you on the floor?”

“I accidentally wrecked his hair products,” you said slowly.

“Oh, you did?” Eddie chuckled, clearly very humored. 

“It’s not funny, man,” Steve pouted.

“I think it’s hilarious! Up top, L/N,” Eddie smiled, trying to high five you. You, concerned for Steve, refused. 

“How am I supposed to live?” Steve said to himself.

“Oh my gosh, Steve! I’m sorry, but it’s just hair stuff!” you said.

“Just hair stuff? Y/N, baby, this is my life!” Steve cried.

“My gosh, and you say Eddie is overdramatic!” you started to laugh. “At least you don’t have to work today, we can just spend the day at home.”

“Oh, yeah, about that,” Eddie interjected. “Family Video called, you have to work today.”

“What? I can’t go out with dirty hair,” Steve argued.

“Then use my stuff,” Eddie smirked, pointing at his things.

“Do you see this hair?” Steve asked Eddie, pointing at his head. “This is Faberge Organics hair, not the junk you get at the grocery store!” 

“Hey!” Eddie yelled, “it’s good stuff! The shampoo doubles as a body wash,” he defended, making Steve shiver. 

“I have to go get more products,” Steve decided.

“You can’t, you work in thirty minutes,” Eddie chuckled.

“Guess you’re out of luck, big boy,” you teased.

“Whose side are you on?” Steve asked incredulously.

“I wasn’t kidding earlier, baby, I’m always on Eddie’s side,” you said, throwing your arm around Eddie’s waist. 

“Best get to showering, pretty boy,” Eddie teased, closing the door. 

As Steve reluctantly showered, you and Eddie hung out in the kitchen, talking over what had happened recently in your lives. Actually, you had met Steve through Eddie; as a Corroded Coffin fan, you went to all of Eddie’s gigs and eventually met Steve at one of the concerts. You two instantly connected, and it wasn’t until a year into your relationship that Eddie revealed he had set you and Steve up. When you asked him, Eddie told you that he was tired of Steve’s heart being broken time after time, and that it was about time he dated a girl who treated him well and wasn’t vapid. He also admitted, as long as you’d keep the secret, that he considered Steve one of the best guys he’d met, and one of the few guys who deserved to date you. As your relationship with Steve deepend, you and Eddie found ways to spend time together, such as today. You two were chatting about getting some lunch later when Steve emerged from the bathroom, looking absolutely devastated. 

“Eddie? Do you have any hats?” he asked with a sour look on his face.

“You don’t have any hats?” Eddie chuckled.

“If you had this hair, would you have any hats?” Steve sassed.

“Well, I guess that makes sense,” Eddie sighed, sitting on the counter, “because I don’t have any hats either. Guess my hair’s as good as yours.”

“Better now,” you blurted out, then smiled in apology to Steve.

“I do have bandanas though,” Eddie suggested. Steve looked defeated.

“Okay, I guess let’s give that a go,” he sighed.

“Magic word?” Eddie said with fake sweetness.

“Now,” Steve said tensely.

“Mmm, not quite,” Eddie sang.

“Please. Munson.”

“That’s better!” Eddie said cheerily. “Be right back.”

“Your hair doesn’t look bad, Steve,” you tried to comfort him.

“It’s not dry yet, anything could go wrong,” Steve said bitterly. 

“Here we go,” Eddie said as he came back to the kitchen with a red bandana.

“Like that,” Steve muttered.

Steve had a rotten look on his face as Eddie tied the bandana around his head. As Eddie adjusted it, you tried your best to give Steve an encouraging look, but he clearly couldn’t pull off a bandana like Eddie. Once Eddie finished, he stepped back and took a look at Steve. He pursed his lips and nodded.

“Not bad, Harrington, not bad,” he said.

“Whatever, I’m going,” Steve replied as he opened the door. He sighed loudly as he turned back inside. 

“Where is my car?”

“What? Isn’t it right outside?” you asked.

“No. It’s gone,” Steve muttered.

“Where did you park it?” Eddie asked.

“It was right there, in that spot! And now it’s empty!” Steve yelled.

“You mean the handicapped spot?” Eddie asked, and Steve sighed.

“This can’t be happening, this cannot be happening!” Steve panicked.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” you comforted Steve, and he accepted, holding you. “I can call the towing company,” you said quietly.

Steve let out a small squeal. His precious car, towed. 

“It’s my hair. It’s not done, and now everything is falling apart,” Steve whispered, holding you closer.

“Come on, man, I can drive you,” Eddie offered. 

“Yeah, Eddie and I are going out to lunch today, and Family Video’s on the way,” you added.

“Okay, okay,” Steve said. “Things’ll turn around, right?”

“Absolutely,” you reassured, kissing Steve. 

“You’re not going to leave me for Munson, right? That’s not what the lunch is?” Steve asked quickly.

“No, absolutely not!” you replied. “I would never choose Eddie over you.”

“Ouch!” Eddie whined.

“Oh, please, I’m not even remotely your type,” you sassed. 

“Come on, let’s go, I don’t want to be late,” Steve said, walking to Eddie’s van.

As you three arrived at Family Video, Robin was being dropped off and caught sight of Steve and started laughing.

“What happened to you, Steve?” Robin laughed as Steve groaned.

“I ran out of hair products, don’t stare,” he complained. 

“And you thought the solution was a bright red bandana?” she laughed.

“Let’s just do our shift, alright?” 

“Okay, but I’m putting you in the back so you don’t scare anyone!”

“Hey, Robin? You’re the worst.”

“But you love me anyway.”

“Good luck, honey,” you said, kissing Steve goodbye. Eddie gave him a solemn wave, then you two left for lunch.

After spending the day together, you and Eddie went to pick up Steve at the end of his shift. He trudged out, still looking absolutely pathetic, his bandana a bit askew. You smiled brightly at him until you saw he had a fat lip.

“Steve! What happened?” you asked in a panic.

“I went to reach for a box and a couple movies fell on my face. Got a fat lip,” he said sadly. You kissed him softly.

“Well, we got you some things to cheer you up,” you said sweetly.

“Behold!” Eddie yelled as he gave Steve a bag. Inside were five cans of Farrah Fawcett spray and three shampoos and conditioners. Steve chuckled to himself, then kissed you as best as he could.

“Thanks, you guys,” he smiled. “I’m sorry for being so dramatic today.”

“Don’t worry about it,” you smiled. “We also got pizza, so we can just watch movies and relax tonight.”

“Oh! And we got you one more thing,” Eddie said, then presented Steve with a bright green bandana. Steve glared at Eddie, who had a wide smile on his face.

“What? I got you one all for yourself! You know, for your next bad hair day.”

-🚿-

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[dotster001]

hii can i request a matchup for twst?? i’m an ace female, 5’0 with a skinny figure and mainly a light/dark academia aesthetic. i’m an INTJ 5w6, really introverted and 100% certain i suffer from at least five kinds of anxiety. i’m extremely closed-off but significantly more open online and to my close friends. i value my alone time very much and it pisses me off when ppl don’t respect my personal boundaries. i’m very cynical, sharp-tongued, and naturally stoic which causes a ton of misunderstandings. my humour is also really cursed. i’m self-deprecating, struggle to accept compliments, and have massive trust issues bcs of my past. i’m very ambitious and often neglect my basic needs when i’m too focused on smth. i also have headphones on like 24/7 (similar to haitham) which frustrates some ppl bcs they think i’m not listening to them. my love languages are defo acts of service and quality time

i’ve whaled so much on merch and gacha it’s embarassing. i take pride on my rhythm game skills and despite rarely getting angry there are certain games that bring out the absolute worst in me (ahem overwatch and league). i’ve been berated by my team so much now i’m numb to being insulted. drawing is my other main hobby (i have an art acc), along with reading and just learning in general. i’m a pre-med so i obv like science but i enjoy history, classic lit, and the arts too. travelling is another hobby but unfortunately i can’t do it as often now :(

just refer to me as 🍦 anon. congrats on 1.5k!

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(hey 🍦 anon! Thanks for your patience! Just thought I'd share that I too am an Intj 5 w6 who likes to wear headphones. Solidarity! 😂)

I match you with Jade Leech.

It may sound a bit manipulative, but Jade slowly "molds you" into accepting his love and compliments. He's too smart to be stopped by trust issues. He respects your boundaries, he helps remind you to take care of yourself, and gives you hidden compliments until, one day, you love yourself, and him.

When he sees your stress level rising, he'll invite you on a hike to the mountains with him. Neither of you has to talk, you just spend time next to each other, away from a stressful environment. If you want to talk about your problems, though, he'll listen. He's a great listener, and an even better behind the scenes problem solver. Particularly if a person is your problem hee hee

He actually really likes the headphones idea. In fact, he might ask you to make him a playlist he can listen to on his hikes and when he gardens and works on his terrariums. I hc a lot of things about Jade, which I will not go into here, but should the loud noises of everyday life/his brother become too much, he'll quickly realize the headphones can make things less overwhelming. Maybe he'll even make you a playlist of mersongs that tell you how much he loves you.

He's in love with your combined drawing skill and love of science. Would you consider partnering up with him and making/illustrating any of his future books? Stole this idea from a fic but I think it works here

Will 100% fund your merch collection, as long as you let him buy you a shirt that says "Jade's favorite mushroom". Non Negotiable. You make him so happy, that sometimes he gets as excited about you as Floyd is about everything. He hopes you'll join him in experiencing the light hearted moments of life together.

You're gaming, while Jade is laying in your lap, and reading a book.

Suddenly, you get killed by someone on your own team, and you let out a string of curses. You see a flash of teal magic, and feel a tickling feeling under your chin, thoroughly distracting you from your rage.

You looked down to see Jade smirking, as he tickled under your chin with a feather. You scowled.

"Sometimes you take too much after your brother, you know that?"

"You mean with my dazzling good looks?" He said, his grin growing.

"Nah. With your ability to inspire rage."

He sat up, and slotted himself in your lap, a remarkable feat considering how much bigger he was than you. Then he gently strokes your cheek, and leaned in.

"At least I'm the only one of the two of us you love."

You would have given him a snarky response, if his lips didn't cover yours.

After a moment though, you felt the feather tickling the back of your neck.

You snatched it, and chucked it as Jade giggled.

[allylikethecat]

sorry ive gotten kind of behind in commenting on rid me of the blues, im going to try to catch up tonight 😅

(cw for self-harm/injury)

anyway, in the meantime, i was thinking about chapter 8 and if you have any interest in adding to this universe, id be interested in your thoughts about rmotb!matty adjusting to having a scar; if he's self-conscious about it, if it affects his playing, the fan reaction, anything like that

i was just thinking about it because, especially in the sort of position he's in, something like that would be so visible, and one could only hide it for so long. like he couldnt even go out to buy groceries or something in a t-shirt without worrying about running into a fan, and even if he started wearing long sleeves all the time people would notice that too...

especially regarding the "physical emotional baggage" stuff, i wonder what kind of guilt or responsibility rmotb!matty would feel about it. and i mean also not even just to fans and such, but it would be kind of a constant reminder to himself and the people in his life too. idk, maybe thats too much, but its just what i was realizing when i was thinking about the chapter again trying to formulate my comment 😅

im also very interested to see what the new final chapter has in store...without the mini-preview i really dont know what to expect at all!

AH! No worries at all! I look forward to reading your chapter comments / thoughts when the time comes 🤩

At this point the only additional fic that I have planned / outlined in this little infection universe is Baby!Fictional!Matty and Baby!Fictional!George actually getting together. (Which will probably come sometime in November) I'm sure that more thoughts will come though because between the Eye Infection, Ear Infection and A&E fics I've gotten very attached to this little universe and the canon that we have created.

This is could something that would be interesting to explore though- and not something I ever really considered, especially since the next time we saw Fictional!Matty he was two years removed from the events of Chapter 8 and also... he was literally shitting himself so he had bigger things to worry about- then when we've seen him again in the Eye and Ear Infection fics he is in his mid thirties and is still chaotic because he's Fictional!Matty, but overall, doing a whole lot better. I'm not saying I'm *for sure* going to write an expansion of this universe exploring these themes... but I'm also not saying I'm not going to... as we have found I tend to give into peer pressure very easily when it comes to fic 😂 (Re: this entire universe was people going Hey Ally you should write a fic about xyz and me going N-YES)

I am so excited about the final chapter! It's almost done and I've been like !!! working on it because I think it ties everything together and relates to the Eye and Ear Infection fics much better than ending with the food poisoning chapter 9 situation. I hope that you enjoy it as much as I've enjoyed writing it and look forward to hearing your thoughts on Tuesday!

I apologize that this got rather long and rambling - I have had all the coffee today and got excited! Because I'm a dork and still get so excited every time I get an ask so thank you so very much again for sending this in, for reading, and for your continued support with the A&E Fic!

❤️Ally

[softquietsteadylove]

We all know how buff Gil is build right? So how about Gil goes shopping for himself and Thena decides to go with him and he is struggling to find something fitting? Would be a funny story! You choose in wich AU it’s happening 😂

"Thena, thank fuck you're here!"

Thena laughs as Gil rushes over to her as soon as she steps foot into the department store. He called her at work, which had really freaked her out given they hadn't been back home for too long. And they had been keeping Gil in the flat as much as possible, careful about who might see him out and about if he roamed too freely.

But he likes running errands, like getting groceries and little household supplies. He keeps the flat immaculate and prepares beautiful meals for them, since what else is he supposed to do with his days, she supposes.

"Why are the sizes so complicated?" he frowns at her, holding a few different shirts of the same make in his hands. "I just thought I was stopping by to grab some clothes for around the house. But now I've been here for 45 minutes and I don't know what size I am anymore."

Thena laughs, taking the shirts from him to at least physically alleviate his burden. She flips through them, looking at the tags of each. "Did you really pick up one in every size?"

"Except small," he shrugs, joining her as she walks them back to the men's section.

"Does a medium fit you?" she asks, her eyes just starting to drift over him before she stops herself. That's not a good idea.

"Well, sometimes American sizes will fit me," Gil offers helplessly. "Korean shirts basically always had to be tailored for me."

Thena's eyes flicked down to his arms for just a second. Yes, she could see how that might be a problem for him. "Let's start with a regular old large for now."

Gil sighs, though. "That's the problem, though."

Thena raises her brows.

"Just," he takes the shirts from her hands again and leads her back to the changing room he had abandoned to go wait for her, "come with me."

Thena sets her purse down as she takes a seat outside of the stalls. She can see a mess of other articles of clothing in the room before he closes the door. She wonders if he's really only been here for 45 minutes.

"See?" Gil practically whines, holding his hands out in front of him in a helpless gesture. "They're too tight."

Thena blushes, although she tells herself not to. It's silly, really. She was so used to seeing Gilgamesh in business suits all throughout her time working for him. But just a t-shirt and jeans are working for him.

Gil pouts as she stands to examine the way the seams of the sleeves dig into his biceps. "It's kind of fine otherwise."

Actually, it's already a little looser everywhere else than he would like, she thinks. She tilts her head, "I don't know, Gil."

Gil slumps his shoulders again. "See?--this is exactly why I called you. I don't know what I was thinking trying to come here by myself."

Thena shakes her head; this is exactly the kind of thing that made her develop feelings for him in the first place. This man and his stupid sweetness. "Maybe this just isn't the type of shirt for you. Sometimes different brands will fit different, too."

"Why's it so difficult?" Gil bemoans as she sends him back into the changing room.

"I couldn't tell you, I'm afraid," she laments. She has her own troubles with clothes simply with a female body. "I did a lot of my clothes shopping online in Korea."

That and sometimes things wouldn't quite fit her in the bust, so she had to take up buying dresses and learning to live with a revealing neckline and just wearing a cardigan or sweater over them.

"Maybe I should just do that," Gil mutters as he emerges, all of his finds - and failures - piled up in his arms.

"We'll find you something," she assures him, taking his picks from him and leaving them in the bin to be sorted before returned to the shelves. She slips her hand into the crook of his elbow (just this once, she tells herself).

"What about you, Naekkeo?" he smiles at her.

This isn't the first time he's used some cute little pet name on her like it's nothing--like it's normal for them. She tells herself not to let it get to her every time. "What about me?"

"We're here," Gil states, gesturing to the store around them. "We should shop for stuff for you too."

"I don't need anything," Thena laughs at his eager face.

"But Thena," he pleads, as if he's asking for something for himself instead of trying to convince her to let him take her shopping.

"These might actually be a good choice for you," she muses as she feels the soft material of the thick-knit sweaters and cardigans. They'll stretch to accommodate those arms of his without them having to go two full sizes up from his usual.

"Huh," he notes as he takes one from her, slipping off his jacket and slipping the cardigan on in its place. "What do you think?"

Goddammit, it looks great on him. Despite the very mundane article of clothing, he makes it look borderline salacious with it unbuttoned around him, the sleeves pulled partially up his thick forearms.

Thena bites her tongue; he looks damn sexy, is what she thinks. "It looks nice."

Gil beams at her approval, proudly laying it over his arm as he continues to float next to her. "Maybe I should just be a cardigan guy."

Thena smiles, pawing through a few more stacks of sweaters and knits. "That's quite a shift from your usual attire."

"Well," Gil sneaks a look at her and slides their hands together. "I have to look the part if I'm gonna be a househusband here, right? Soft clothes and aprons and oven mitts?"

Thena just laughs, although she's already getting a little too use to thinking of Gil like that. She tries to tell herself not to, of course. They're not married--they're not together. She's protecting him by moving him here.

But whether they're together or not, his hand tightens around hers, and she lets it, smiling all through the rest of the store.

[slashingdisneypasta]

Ok I did Wheezy... I gotta do shopping with the other weasels too XD

Greasy insists that he doesn't need the help. Clearly, he has his own style cariño! There's no need for him to get a new outfit (*cough* he doesn't want to admit that he poured his whole paycheck into his zoot suit and he literally has nothing else to wear*cough*). Either that, or HE took YOU shopping! Maybe he's buying you a new dancing dress before you two go to the club, or he just wanted to shop with you ^^

Please... Psycho, why do you still wear that straightjacket? Is what Y/N is thinking/saying as they find a way to convince Psycho to go to the store and pick some other clothes. Little bastard keeps slipping away and doing everything you're not SUPPOSED to do in a clothing shop, but you're determined (I genuinely want to know though why he still wears the straightjacket, consider your HC for his family/past. Does he genuinely like it or is it like a way to non-verbally tell others to back off??)

Unsurprisingly, Smartass is the most compliant/reasonable of all these guys. Next to Wheezy. This can be your guys' way of relaxing together! No having to act like a big tough mob boss, no crazy housemates on his heels, just his favorite person and looking for new wear. You might actually get a smile out of him ^^

Shopping with Stupid is... Like shopping with a little kid XD he's getting distracted with other things, bringing snacks to you and asking if you guys can buy them- assuming he didn't just swipe them, and sticking to you like glue. Stupid would no doubt be asking you lots of questions. Like asking if you think he should get another striped shirt or get a polka dotted shirt this time ^^

It's about time I answer these older ones. Slowly does it! 😅 Again I'm sorry 😅😮‍💨

~

!!!!!! Greasy taking me dress shopping!!!!! My man- this h i t s. Imagine that! Greasy going through the store with you helping you pick out dresses ("Amore you must accentuate your hips, try this fabric,", "Amore this one matches your eyes!", "Amore I have to see you in this one before we leave~ ") and his eyeballs bursting popping and rolling around in their sockets when he sees you! XD

"Psycho where did you go- get outta the discount bin!!" // *Hears a terrible crash an aisle over* "Please please please tell me that's not Psycho." // "Psycho no that guy wasn't looking at you 'funny'!!" // "*Sigh* No Psy, that's not the guys hiding behind the aisle spying on you... ohmygod it is- "

Ahhhh well Smarty fancies himself a distinguished fella! I can also definitely see this being the kinda 'date' between he and his S/O where he just relaxes ^^ <3<3

And Stupid!! I would be so broke by the end of shopping with himmm! I'd buy him anything he asked for 😂😂😂

[claireandacat]

Barbenheimer weekend!

It’s Barbenheimer weekend and as a cinephile, I of course participated. Today was Barbie with my brother and yesterday I went to Oppenheimer. I bought shirts to wear to each one and went to my favorite theatre (I will never ever step into a chain theater with the exception of B&B bc it did start in MO where I am from)

This is a year for movies as a Wes Anderson movie and Chris Nolan movie came out this year. My two favorite directors. I know kinda contrasting. One makes serious, science-y movies and the other quirky indie films. I love them.

I got the guy’s name tattooed on my upper back, how super fan can one get? Next I just need a Chris Nolan tattoo and my super fan status will be extended 😂

I’ll start by talking about Barbie, now I’m not much of a fan of chick flicks, they’ve never really appealed to me but hey I’ve played with a Barbie or 10 in my childhood so this movie should be fun.

It was a fun movie. Margot Robbie was amazing as Barbie. The 2001 beginning scene was an awesome touch. I love that Will Farrell is the Mattel CEO. He is always so funny and dramatic with roles such as that.

I still liked Oppenheimer more.

I’m a HUGE fan of Cillian Murphy and have been waiting for Oppenheimer since I heard Cillian would be the star of the movie. Cillian is also in my top hot actors list, I’ve been in love with the guy since I saw 28 Days Later when I was 16.

I mean, have you seen the guy? He is up there with Sebastian Stan and Daniel Brühl in my opinion. 😍😍😍

Maybe I should make a post about my favorite hot actors?

Back to the subject at hand, Oppenheimer was a MASTERPIECE. Nolan never fails to disappoint. It is 3 hours long to do get a quiet fidget toy. I was pretty focused on the movie so it wasn’t too much of a problem. My favorite theater has a bar so I often saw people getting up for a 2nd and third drink based on the amount of cans I heard opening.

That’s what I hate about ASD you get in the focus of something and then you hear some measly background noise and the focus is gone.

Y’all Josh Peck makes an appearance.

I want to point out the scenes where Oppenheimer is overwhelmed/getting a sensory overload. I read another article that Nolan wanted to really capture what it’s really like to be in that situation. Like really really be in that situation. As someone that often (well not as often now that I left a stressful job) experiences being overwhelmed or a sensory overload Nolan was spot on. Especially with the amount of stress and trauma Oppie endured, the sounds and cinematography of it really had you feeling it. Heck for a minute I was feeling the feels of stress, anxiety and burnout I was feeling at my previous job.

I would definitely recommend doing some reading on the Manhattan Project before seeing. There is lots of awesome videos explaining the whole story. It will definitely give you a better understanding of the events unfolding.

Also, want to give a shout out to Gary Oldman (like he would see this post 😅) for playing president Truman the president from my home state and I even live half an hour away from his hometown 😂 and went to a school named after him. Oldman def got that Midwestern accent down 😂

I always forget that it was Truman that signed off on the big kaboom boom to go down. Makes me wanna say, way to go MO! We got buildings, streets, and schools named after this guy 😂 *I’m joking, the events of Hiroshima and Nagasaki were tragic*

I am definitely looking forward to seeing Oppenheimer again. I’ve yet to see it with my dad who is also a fan of Chris Nolan’s work. Heck the guy had not one but two professors that were involved in the Manhattan Project when he was at KU back in the early to mid eighties.

RIP my bank account buying all these movie tickets and snacks 😅

I hope you all can get a chance to participate in Barbenheimer fun this weekend.

Happy Friday!

[theintelligenceoflove]

~Sending soft Jake thoughts~ 💭☺️

To preface this, I do not do fluff well. I am a dirty-minded, downright naughty little smut writer 😂😂 I’m gonna pull a Rick Harrison and tell ya…. The best I can do is a bulleted list 😂 Do as you will with it. Maybe someday we can write some of these ideas together 🤷‍♀️

Jake baking cinnamon rolls unprompted

Jake wanting to get back into surfing, so he tries his old surf shirt on for you…. His soft tummy pokes out the bottom 🥹

Jake coming home from a grocery run, telling you about this new animal shelter and how it would be nice to volunteer or donate to it.

You find paper work on the counter that Jake has began filling out for a library card.

Jake binging 3 seasons of mysteries at the museum in a day

Jake laying on the bed, giving you fashion advice as you lay out your clothes for the next day

Jake’s first commitment to a pet is a fish. He is so attentive to cleaning the bowl, feeding it, and buying cute decorative plants.

Jake meeting someone important in your life for the first time. He’s fidgety, nervously giggles, and hides his eyes behind his sunglasses.

The one that really stuck with me they're all so brilliant, is Jake giving me fashion advice. I wear jeans, boots and a black t-shirt almost every day. So on a day I have to dress in something different Jake just "get your nice boots, yeah, try, the flower shirt yeah and maybe-" Hes in his boxers becuase *he* doesn't have any where to be. A beer on the side table (or a coffee if it's early morning) maybe he's smoking, slowly getting high watching me try on all three pairs of jeans (I don't own anything else) shaking his head as I hold up first my every day boots, then my white docs, finally my big black stompy boots.

"please put on your jacket." He'd whisper as I turned from the closet. The jacket in question is of course my leather motorcycle jacket. and it's probably too hot to wear it, but how can I say no to him asking like that?

alas I'm horrible at writing smut so that is where it stops.

I love all these though, the last one?????? I might have to write that for realsies someday. We 100% should collaborate though on any of these.