#no tp to be had here nope

[2aceofspades]

trick or tre- wait where did all this toilet paper come from

Mehehe~

[the-offside-rule]

Daniel Ricciardo (RB Visa) - Lover

Requested: yes

Swift Series

Prompt: Daniel and international popstar Y/n accidentally get married in Vegas

Warnings: nope

Daniel woke up in his hotel room with a pounding headache, groaning as he tried to open his eyes but being blinded by the sun coming through the windows each time. He turned around, cursing to himself before his eyes widened. Y/n, the Y/n lay beside him, in just a bra. While they had met several times before and hung out with similar people, this was the last person he expected to see in his bed the morning after a race weekend. He began questioning what had happened? What had he done? Or more importantly, who had he done? Whilst Daniel sat thinking about what to say to her when she woke up, he ultimately decided to order room service and go to the bathroom to actually think.....and maybe throw up.

Y/n was awoken by a door closing quite loudly. She jumped up, looking around, her eyes had grown wife as she realised that she wasn't asleep in her room, she was in someone else's. She heard footsteps coming and turned to see who it was. "Uh... morning?" Daniel croaked, his voice scratchy from the combination of dehydration and excessive partying. Y/n grabbed the bed covers and pulled them up over her chest. "What the fuck happened?" She mumbled to herself. "Yeah, I said the same thing."

Daniel scratched his head, replying, "I wish I knew. It's all a bit of a blur." Suddenly, his eyes widened as he noticed a shiny object on his finger. "You don't think this would have anything to do with it?" He lifted his hand to show Y/n, before she looked down, spotting the matching ring. "I got married in Vegas." She was so unbelievably angry with herself. Since she was a child she dreamed of this big extravagant wedding and now she just got married in Vegas?

She looked over to Daniel as he burst into laughter. "Well, you can't get rid of me now." Daniel chuckled, his Australian accent making the situation even more absurd. "Daniel, this is not funny, I'm going to get into so much shit!" Y/n said. Daniel turned to open his big bottle of champagne as Y/n continued her rant. "You're having champagne? At this time?" Daniel walked over to the bed with a glass and sat down, handing it to her and pouring her a glass. "Why are we still here? We should go get divorced!" Y/n implored him. "You need to know where you got married first." Daniel replied, drinking the champagne from the bottle as Y/n looked on. She downed the glass quickly before grabbing the bottle from Daniel. "I need more than a glass." She mumbled, amking Daniel laugh. "I don't know why you're so upset, I'd make a great husband."

"Daniel, can we just think about what happened and then we'll get down to the details of whether or not you're a good husband?" Daniel nodded before Y/n began to think. "So chief, what happened last night?" Daniel asked, rubbing his temples in an attempt to alleviate the throbbing ache. Y/n shook her head, her expression mirroring his confusion. "I don't really remember much. We were at that bar, right?" Daniel nodded slowly, bits and pieces of their escapades starting to trickle back into his consciousness. "Yeah, we were celebrating... something." He lifted the champagne tp his lips once more before handing it over to Y/n. She frowned, trying to recall the reason behind their impromptu celebration. "Was it the points you scored? Maybe my new song got number one?"

"Maybe we just got fucking wasted." Daniel shrugged, before Y/n slapped his bare chest, making him wince in pain. "Oh, shit. I'm sorry." Y/n said. "I vaguely recall a dance-off and a questionable karaoke rendition of 'I Will Survive.'" She ran her fingers through her hair. "Oh, great," Daniel chuckled. "Classic Vegas moves." As she continued on with the possibilities, Daniel looked at the crumpled looking paper on the night stand. Daniel unfolded it tentatively, his heart sinking as he read the words scrawled across the page: Marriage Certificate - Daniel Ricciardo & Y/n Y/l/n - Las Vegas, Nevada.

Y/n's hand flew to her forehead as the reality of their situation sunk in. "Oh my God... we actually got married." Daniel let out a chuckle laugh, his mind oscillating between disbelief and amusement. "I know. I would have actually gotten you a nice ring. Maybe an expensive one?" Y/n slapped his chest again. "Yeah, it's still sore when you do that."

"Sorry, but you need to stop joking about this. It's serious!" She said. "It's really not. No one even knows." She looked to him. "We were clubbing with other drivers, surely one of them were there. Daniel went to turn on his phone, but it was dead. "Must have been to occupied to charge my phone." Daniel joked. "Yeah, getting married." Y/n replied, charging her phone. "I was thinking of starting our honeymoon." He gasped. "Are we going to have a baby Ricciardo?"

"No!" Daniel arched a brow. "Excuse me, but you would be lucky to have a child with my genes." He said, pretending to be hurt. "Yeah, and your humour." She rolled her eyes. "See? Dream team." They sat in silence for a few minutes. She expected a call from her manager at any given second. He was going to kill her. Daniel noticed how tense she was getting and turned to Y/n, holding out his hand. "Well, at least we've got one epic story for the grandkids." Y/n chuckled, taking his hand. "Yep, and a marriage certificate to prove it."

"If our managers don't call us in the next hour, they won't know and I say we go get divorced." Y/n thought about it for a moment. "I mean, if they don't know why bother? The point of us divorcing is so they get off our backs. Plus, it's broad daylight. If people see us going to the Chapel, people will find out." Daniel nodded. "So we're staying married?" Y/n smiled. "Of course. You're like the best husband I could have asked for." Daniel squeezed her hand. "Well, I say we head to the airport and get out of here." Daniel suggested, getting up. "Or we could enjoy our honeymoon with some movies?" He chuckled and sat back down, grabbing the remote control and turning Netflix on. "Sounds good. Can I?" Y/n nodded, allowing Daniel to wrap an arm around her as she leaned into him. "You're coming to Abu Dhabi, though." Daniel said. "Duh. You're going to go to the last race without your wife?"

[petite-phthora]

Hell yeah

[DP x DC fic]

[Love at first… murder? - part 17]

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Part 1

Ao3

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Danny opens the door to see Red Hood on the other side. They smile and greet each other before Danny steps outside.

“What’s with the bags?” Red Hood asks, gesturing towards the bags Danny has with him.

“Well, this one,” He starts, holding one of the bags up, “is filled with the tp for the manor. While this one,” he holds up the other bag, “has to do with the second part of the date.”

“It’s a surprise for later, so no peeking!” Danny says, wagging his finger.

Red Hood holds up his arms in surrender and nods in response.

“Alright, I won’t peek.”

“Good.” Danny nods, satisfied with the answer.

“Though, would you like me to carry one of those?” Red Hood asks, pointing towards the bags.

Danny opens his mouth to respond but pauses, giving Red Hood a suspicious look.

“This isn’t some ploy to look inside the date bag, is it?”

Red Hood shakes his head in response.

“Nope. Just a genuine question on whether you want me to carry one of those bags or not. No ulterior motives.” He says, not sounding all too convincing.

Danny, who has his eyes still narrowed, gives in.

“Alright. But you carry this one.” He says, handing over the bag with the tp in it.

Red Hood takes it with a nod. They then start walking towards the entrance of the building. Once outside they head over to where Red Hood parked his motorcycle.

“Here, you can put the bags in the saddle bag,” Red Hood says, opening said saddle bag and putting the bag he was carrying inside it before gesturing for Danny to put the one he was carrying in.

After everything is secured and ready, they take off towards the manor.

Instead of going to the front of the manor with the gate, Red Hood takes a different route. They stop somewhere around the back of the manor, beside the stone wall surrounding the property.

Danny takes the bag with the tp with him, leaving the other at the motorcycle.

After looking over the wall to see that none of the manor’s residents are near, they go over it. Luckily for them, the wall isn’t too high and they climb and get down from it with ease.

They go over to the manor and once close enough they stop. Danny holds out the bag he brought between them and opens it up. He takes out some tp rolls and hands one over to Red Hood. They grin at each other.

“Let’s give this manor a little make-over”

“Hell yeah”

Those are the last words spoken between them before they start throwing the rolls at the manor.

---

Danny has another roll of toilet paper in his hand, preparing his next throw. Red Hood is next to him, helmet under his arm, having taken it off a while ago.

They’re both grinning at each other, Red Hood giving Danny a thumbs up in encouragement.

Both grins are quickly wiped off their faces when they hear a pointed ‘ahem’ from behind. Danny turns around startled, the toilet paper roll he was holding falling into the grass when he drops it.

Red Hood, who hadn’t jumped like Danny had, turns around curiously to look at who was interrupting their fun.

Behind them stands an older man with gray hair and a mustache. He’s dressed in an impeccable three-piece suit. He looks at them with a kind and open expression, as if they aren’t trespassers currently defiling the place he works/lives at.

“Good afternoon, Red Hood and guest. Would either of you care for some refreshments? The cookies are just about done.” The newcomer says.

Danny and Red Hood turn to look at each other. Danny gives him a questioning look. Red Hood just shrugs in response. They both turn back to the man in front of them and Danny speaks up.

“Hell yeah, we would love some cookies. If you don’t mind, sir…?”

“Alfred Pennyworth, I’m the Wayne family butler. And your name is?” Mr. Penny inquires as he starts leading them inside the manor and towards the kitchen.

“Danny Fenton at your service, Mr. Pennyworth,” Danny says, doing a silly little bow and almost tripping before he manages to right himself again with a sheepish grin.

“Please, call me Alfred, Mr. Fenton.”

“Only if you call me Danny.”

“Alright. Now, Mr. Danny, Red Hood, would either of you care for a cup of tea?”

---

Jason is looking at Danny and Alfred from a small distance as they are chatting over some cookies and tea. He has his arms crossed and a soft smile across his face.

He doesn’t jump when a voice coming from his right speaks up.

“New Brother?”

He turns to look beside him to see Cass curiously looking over in Danny’s direction. Jason gives her a slight scoff.

“That’s in-law, for you,” he pauses, the next word coming out a lot softer as he turns back to look at Danny who seems to be laughing at something, “hopefully…”

Cass nods in response.

“You’re happy?” She asks with a tilted head.

Jason nods seriously.

Cass smiles.

“Good. Then I’m happy.” She says before disappearing, leaving them be.

---

Behind Danny’s back, Jason catches Alfred’s eye and signs to him.

“I just remembered, the laundry should be done now. Please, excuse me.” Alfred says before leaving the room.

Once Alfred is out of sight Danny turns towards Jason, shoving the last bits of the cookie he was eating inside his mouth.

“So, you ready to get that autograph?” Jason asks him, holding out his hand towards Danny.

Danny glances over at the door Alfred just left through before looking back over at Jason and smiling at him.

“Hell yeah.” He says before taking Jason’s hand and using it to get up from his seat.

Without letting go of his hand, Jason starts leading Danny through the manor.

There’s no way they’d have been able to avoid all cameras in the manor, especially since they went inside with Alfred, so Jason doesn’t bother trying to be sneaky.

They already know of Danny anyway…

While they’re walking towards where Jason knows Tim’s room is, Danny looks curiously around the place.

“Say, how do you know your way around here so well?” He asks Jason.

“I’ve been around here a few times.” He replies casually.  “You don’t wanna know how many of their gala’s have been attacked or the amount of times the Wayne’s have been held hostage” He rolls his eyes. Jason stops walking.

“Alright, I’m pretty sure this is Mr. Drake-Wayne’s room,” Jason says, opening the door of one of the various rooms in the manor and stepping inside.

“Do I want to know how you’d know which rooms belong to which residents?”

“Probably not.”

“Alright, then I won’t ask,” Danny replies with an unconcerned shrug.

Danny looks around the room, inspecting it while taking care not to touch anything.

“Hmmm, do you think he’ll have any documents with his signature here? Or does he keep them all at that Wayne Tower thingy?

“Might’ve been a smarter idea to have gone there for something of use…” Danny says, muttering the last part more to himself than to Jason.

Jason shrugs in response, walking towards the desk.

“He probably has something lying around we could snatch. But if need be, I wouldn’t say no to breaking into the tower and getting the signature from there.”

“More breaking and entering, huh? Would that be another date?” Danny says before fake swooning. “How romantic” Danny grins, trying to ignore how warm his face feels.

Jason snorts at the bit. He then starts looking through the papers lying on the desk,  picking up one of the pieces of paper. He scans it, finding it to be some sort of agreement contract between Wayne Enterprises and some other tech company.

It didn’t seem too important and, knowing Tim, if it were he’d probably already have multiple copies and back-ups at another location.

Now that Jason’s thinking about it, this paper is most likely already a copy and not the original. So he feels no remorse handing it over to Danny.

“Here, check this out.” Jason points to the bottom of the document where Tim’s signature is located.

Danny takes the document from him, glancing over the signature with a smile.

“Alright! This is perfect, thanks Red!” He looks up from the document and beams at Jason, who makes a ‘don’t worry about it’ gesture.

Danny then puts the paper into his bag for safekeeping before speaking up again.

“Soooo… Wanna finish our tp project before ditching this place for the second part of the date?”

“Hell yeah,” Jason responds with a grin.

---

Taglist:

@i-always-say-yea @uraniumwizard @why-must-i-be-like-this @griffinthing @i23432i @imsotiredfanficlovertm @jaguarthecat @arkita-shadow @ilydana @jai-twin

[a-little-bit-of-ravioli]

20 questions for fic writers

Tagged by @the-real-azalea-scroggs! Had to wait until I was of my phone because doing these is a nightmare on mobile lmao

1. How many works do you have on A03?

18 as of a few days ago!

2. What's your total A03 word count?

157,937! Which is. Only a fraction of the word count in my Docs folder. Be prepared.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I mainly write for The Legend of Zelda; specifically Linked Universe! In fact, that's all that's posted on my Ao3 currently, since my fall into that fandom began with me uploading there! Pre-Ao3 I wrote for Black Cat (Anime/Manga), Megaman NT Warrior, various Pokémon things, Assassin's Creed, Yugioh, Final Fantasy XIV and Octopath Traveler! Some of these I still write privately, but I haven't gotten around to re-posting any.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Whistling on Deaf Ears - My longest fic on Ao3, focusing on Wild and Twilight's friendship and how good intentions can lead to disaster.

Iconoclasm - Warriors deals with the room full of portraits in Cia's palace. The Chain also deals with it, but with a bit more fire.

Deserving - Twilight finally tells Rusl that he was the wolf in the village during TP, but that also means dealing with some heavier topics. Colin half overhears them and forms his own conclusions.

Something Greater - The start of the "Hyrule can see magical auras" series! In this one we deal with Legend and his many rings.

Ocean Magic - Mermaid Legend and Zora Time have a race and then fight one of the Big Octos from WW! Fun times.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Every single one!! I love comments, they give me an excuse to ramble about my fic more!! I am always down to ramble about every single insignificant detail of any line and/or section. If you ever want more background info about one of my fics, look to the comments!

So please, I adore comments, I treat them like treasures, not responding to them would be a CRIME.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

There's no contest; Inevitable, my (so far) only MCD fic.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Hmmm, that's hard to quantify. I usually try to end fics on a hopeful note regardless. I'd say possibly either Deserving, where Twilight reconnects with his family, or Shimmering Blue, Striking White, where Time meets the Fierce Deity settled down on Satori Mountain and they both get closure.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Thankfully, no! I've been blessed with mostly amazing and patient readers, even when my upload schedule isn't the best.

9. Do you write smut?

No, not really. I've attempted it, but I'm too asexual for it lol

10. Do you write crossovers?

Very, very rarely. Mostly privately, and only very specific ones. Only a single one has had an actual plot, so far (more on that one in question 15!).

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Also a nope! I tend to write for smaller fandoms, where these things don't tend to happen a lot!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I have! But it's been a while. Over a decade, in fact! I tried to find the fic to link it here, but it was on the German fanfic website fanfiktion.de, and my friend who posted it back then must have deactivated her account, because it's nowhere to be seen (I still have the Word file though!). It was a Multi-Crossover that started as an RP in a forum, and we took turns turning the RP into prose one chapter each. "If a Hero Turns to Dark" was its title. We were edgy teenagers.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Hissssss. Bad question. Shoo. They are all equally important!!

But it's probably TenRose from Doctor Who.

15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

One of the very few crossovers I've ever worked on; a crossover fic between Assassin's Creed and Doctor Who, that I have mapped out in both chronological and timeline order, and yes, those are different. I only ever wrote about a quarter of it, since my primary audience of it disappeared when we graduated. I doubt I'll ever pick it back up properly, and if I do it'll probably go through heavy rewrites first since it's so old. Finishing it is a nice thought, but realistically, after 9 years it'll never be high priority enough for it to actually happen.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue, especially arguments, and emotional impact. I've been told I do really well making characters feel alive and believable! Also I like to believe I'm decent at setting a scene and giving it the vibe I want it to have!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I struggle with dialogue tags when nothing much is happening besides the talking. I always feel it's too bland, and fall back on the same phrases. My scene transitions could use some work too.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I've done this with Japanese phrases, because I was a massive weeb. Usually I followed them up with their own translations, though; I'm not the biggest fan of footnote translations, unless they are properly linked to. Simple dialogue tags are my favourite way of indicating a language switch.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Black Cat the Manga/Anime! It's a series about an assassin turned bounty hunter trying to live a life separate from his murdery past, but getting dragged back into things by still wanting to avenge his best friend's death. The series has a special place in my heart and my bookshelf, it left an imprint on 13-year-old me that will never leave.

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

Probably Jailbreak, uncharacteristically enough! It's one of the only fics I never got stuck in once. Writing it was a great feeling from start to finish. I love writing all of my fics, but that was a special few days.

Tagging @ahrva @nowhere-to-go-but-down @silvercaptain24 and @aeghina! And anyone who wants to do it, really, go wild

[kajaono]

Season 2: canon or queercatching?

I see many GO cast and crew talking about a romance in season 2 and many people seem to take that as a confirmation that the Ineffable Husbands will be confrimed canon in season 2. But will they? Looking at the past I think we should be careful with our excitment. Because this could be queercatching instead of actual queer reprsentation.

To those of you unfamilar with the term, I can highly recommend you to watch this glorious video by Rowan Ellis.

Short summary: Queercatching is confirming a character as queer outside the show without ever making it explicit inside the show. So why I am so pessimistic? Neil already wrote a beautiful queer show, called the Sandman, didn’t he? Yeah, and this is already the first problem

1. Network

It does matter what Network you are writing for, as “beautiful” shown by Disney over the last couple of years. Netflix is really open to LGBTQ topics in their shows that are not aiming at a major audience. But they are also quick to cancel those shows again, and also netflix struggles to include queer characters in their major shows. The witcher, Stranger Things, Bridgerton... most of this shows have none or only one well written out and proud queer person among the main cast.

Now let us look at Prime. The wheel of time, The rings of power. Zero so far in LOTR, one queer side character in TWOT. Not a good starting point for making Ineffable husbands canon. Because let not fool you. GO is a show aimed at a mass market. A mass market that already had a breakdown over Sandman... at Netflix... not aimed at a mass market.

I can really recommend everyone to read the BTS book of the director of Shadowhunters, it is a beautiful inside in what rules the showrunners have to follow. Showrunners can not just go and make the main lead gay. Look at Velma f.e.

2. Advertisment

I saw people saying: But the show is promoted by the romantic relationship between the leads. So it must be explicit in the show.

Nope.

Promo has nothing NOTHING to do with the actual show. Social media campaigns are not run by the writers or showrunners, but by the network, giving the promo material to social media managers who also have not watched the show yet.

Look at the examples above.

Or the Venom Rom Com trailer for movie 1. Yeah, Venom and Eddie are dating and married. But at this point no one knew there would be a love confession in movie 2. This was just pure bait.

And yup, we now have the heart photo for our fav Demon/Angle duo.

But this just promo. Promo has nothing to do with the actual show. Promo can be accidentally or deliberately misleading. Yeah their wings are heartshaped, I see that, you see that... but is it confirmed? By anyone from the show? Has Neil said the wings are supposed to be hearts? Nope. Maybe he can’t, but I am actually really sure he won’t. Because this is what we are reading into it, not necessarily what is actually supposed to be here. Remeber: Gender reveal: blue

But Neil said they love eachother? 

I hear you say. Well, yeah but the whole quote is this:

They love eachother, they are not necessarily “in love” with each other. Also Neil really does support a QPR reading of them. This is also queer, of course, no question on that. But that would it make easier for Neil to claim they love eachother, without showing it explicit inside the show

But why would he do that?!

Well because, as he often has said, this is not his story. He shares this story with TP. He often said he does this show to honor TP, to honor his ideas. With sandman he did whatever he wanted, because it was queer and diverse all along. BUt with GO he is more careful. He will not do drastic changes, but leave the romantic relationship subtext and only epxlicit outside the show.

Let us look at other examples here:

F.e. the poly relationship in Levegere. It was confirmed by the showrunner that the OT3 is canon inside the show:

But it was never shown explicit. Not even in the soft reboot this year.And this show is produced by IMBD TV und runs of Amazon Freeve. So what a showrunner is saying on social media on what is actually happening inside a show does not necessarily has to be the same

Or how to train your dragon also has a gay character. Did you knew that or did you missed it like everyone else? It was even stated in the show. You don’t believe me: “This is why I never married. This and another reason” There is it stated that he canon gay inside the movie.

So what am I saying? That Neil is just bsaiting the fans, that Neil is bad at LGBTQ representation? No, I am saying that an explicit love story between Azi and Crowley is maybe not the story Neil wants to tell.

he is aware these two love eachother and he will never split them up. And he is aware that those are two non human genderless beings but that doesn’t change the fact that until now we have no real hint that they will be explicit queer in season 2.

But he said there will be a romance? Yeah, but he didn’t said between whom, so be careful with statement like that

Thats all I want to say with that post, be careful with your excitment.

[changingplumbob]

Villareal Household: Chapter 5, Part 1

An easy Saturday morning with the Villareal's. Luna is moving past her postpartum depression and discuses a change of location with Devin. Rilian and Alfred went and said their first words between rotations the little scamps. Probably my fault for inviting them to so many gatherings but I'm ignoring that.

For ease of reading IF the infants are trying to say real words I'll put the English in brackets, otherwise it's babble. Luna (mummy) and Devin (mama) use some German and Italian.

Schatz (German) meaning treasure Schnucki (German) meaning sweetie but doesn't have an exact translation Bambino/s (Italian) meaning male child/children Amore (Italian) meaning love Piccolo (Italian) meaning little one Caro (Italian) meaning dear

In the suburbs of Del Sol valley are the Villareal’s, all of whom are awake

Devin: Why hello piccolo mio

Alfred: Mama

Devin: Yes, I’m your mama. Can you two bambinos say mummy? Mummy?

Alfred & Rilian: MUMMY

After saying this Rilian snuggles into Luna’s shoulder happily.

Luna: They are cute aren’t they schatz

Devin: Yeah we made some cuties

Devin: Do you want to feed Rilian

Luna: Do I want to feed the one without gas troubles? Yes

Devin: *chuckles* Looks like it’s just you and me caro, drink up

Luna: We got this milk from our friend just for you two, yes we did schnucki

Devin: They love it

Luna: I wish I had been able to give them more of mine

Devin: Not everyone can breastfeed Lu

Luna: I keep trying to remind myself of that

Devin: Let’s deal with the inevitable gas Alfred. Here we-

Alfred spits out all over Devin’s back

Devin: Fine… this is… totally fine. You get that gas out piccolo mio

Luna: Let’s see if Rilian feels like- no it’s just gas bubbles from him

Devin: *laughs* It’s okay Alfred, none of us are perfect, although I’m pretty damn close

Luna: I love how you are just unfailingly confident

Devin: And I love how you know words like unflail-unfailed... It’s 3am, I cannot be literate at this hour

Luna: Bedtime I think. How about it bambinos?

Devin: Night night Alfred, mama and mummy love you

Alfred: fa mama fa goo da mummy

Luna: Good night schnucki. Okay here we go Rilian, down nice and easy. Mummy and mama love you so much

Rilian: ga do lu mummy

Devin: Night night Rilian

Rilian: go da mama

Alfred begins to wail and fuss so Devin gives him extra kisses while Luna turns on the lullabies. Rilian meanwhile sticks his tiny fingers in his mouth and sucks to calm himself. Eventually both boys drift off to sleep.

Devin: All ready to move tomorrow

Luna: You sure it’s a good idea? The Pinnacles are…

Devin: Perfect? Stunning? Home to breath taking views?

Luna: I was going to go with high class but sure

Devin: Lu we’re plenty high class. With the funds from all the savings accounts we can get 100k without even touching the money for the bambinos

Luna: You may almost be a 4 star celeb but what about me? I have no fame whatsoever

Devin: Celebrities have spouses, not all of them are famous

Luna: What if the neighbours think I’ve no right to be up there

Devin: Then we send Kelly to TP their fences

Luna can’t help giggling at the idea of the nose in the air celebs finding their fences bedecked in toilet paper.

Devin: Lu, the Ward’s have moved out. The lot is bulldozed. At 30k it’s a steal

Luna: If you’re sure we can afford it

Devin: I want the best for my family. I’ve already landed another movie role to do, we can do it, so long as it won’t screw up your mental health

Luna: Don’t worry about me

Devin: Promise me you’ll let me know if it gets too much

Luna: I promise schatz, I promise

The weekend dawns and the women wake early.

Luna: I’m sure our hair was longer when we fell asleep

Devin: It’ll just be the watcher, go back to sleep

Luna: Sleep while an invisible made up being controls my life? Nope. Come on schatz, we need to get up

The two head to the kitchen and grab some leftovers for breakfast. Before she can sit down however Devin pulls Luna close and kisses her cheek

Devin: Happy 30th amore

Luna: *laughs* it’s not like it’s an age up birthday Devin

Devin: Maybe but I enjoy celebrating my wife no matter the occasion and 30 seems like a great occasion

Devin: Will you be my date to the Starlight Accolades?

Luna: Is that on this week

Devin: I guess we show up and… see what happens

Luna: How could I say no to the hottest sim in the worlds

Devin: You know it amore *winks*

Luna: Should we get a nanny for the boys

Devin: I think I can convince De and Paris to stay the night, especially if we set a room up for them

Luna: Do they know how to look after infants

Devin: We have to find out some time

Devin: They can’t be worse than the AI

Luna: Are you planning on teaching the twins that the watcher is real

Devin: Let’s see… Are you planning on teaching them the flower bunny is real

Luna: But schatz the flower bunny is real

Devin: Agree to disagree on the watcher, the boys can make their own minds up

Luna: Have you told Joey you’re planning a room for him in this new house

Devin: Not yet, I want to surprise him

After breakfast Devin and Luna wash up before getting on with their morning routines. Alfred and Rilian continue to sleep soundly during this, although they are good at tossing and turning.

Devin: I flew in and boy are my arms tired

Luna: You quite sure you’re level 6 comedy

Devin: 6 and a half, 7 is in my sights! Tell the gnomes I say hi

Luna laughs and goes out to tend the garden. The gnomes from last Harvestfest stand amongst the plants. Today is the last day of winter but Luna has found her plants survived the warmer winters of Del Sol Valley. Back in Windenburg they would have been buried in snow.

Alfred looks around the room and babbles to Rilian who has also woken up.

Devin: Buongiorno bambinos! Mama is here. Who wants a clean diaper

Alfred: Mama te ga he

Devin scoops Alfred up as Rilian pulls himself into a sit

Rilian: Mummy de da

Devin: Yes mama and mummy are here, oh boy this diaper is no good

Luna: Could you-

Devin: Hand him over after he’s clean? Of course. We want you to have positive interactions with them remember

Luna: Thanks for understanding schatz

Devin: No matter what happens, I’m always going to be your number one fan amore. We have a clean diaper people! Clean diaper

Luna: Mama is silly isn’t she Alfred? Yes mama make silly

Alfred: *giggles*

While Devin takes Rilian out of the cot and over to the changing table Luna takes time to snuggle with Alfred.

Luna: Do we need to pack up stuff

Devin: Just the photos later on. The wa- the movers will take care of the rest

Luna: Hear that Alfred? We’re going to have a big adventure today. Can we have an adventure in our pjs?

Devin: Yes!

Luna: Fair point. Let’s get you changed into your day clothes anyway huh? Where is your hat

Devin: Second drawer. Green alert, two clean diapers

Luna: Let’s go feed them before they change that huh

Devin: We won't be a minute. Okay piccolo mio, let’s get your outfit on. Leg through that hole, arm through that one… Perfect, just like me!

Luna: What new food can we explore today schnucki

Alfred: mummy da lo mama

Devin: How about yoghurt, I’ll grab some

Luna: Now Alfred, remember, the food can’t hurt you. And Rilian, try be brave

Devin: He likes to think about his food, don’t you caro

Rilian: mama foo foo (food food) mummy

Alfred: fa na doo loo

Luna: Come on schnucki, try keep it in your mouth

Devin: Here comes the airplane, you ready Rilian

Rilian: foo (food) mama de la

Devin: Open wide! Aww, he grabbed for the spoon again

Luna: We better try some finger food after this

Alfred: ga na mummy foo (food)

Devin: Rilian did you hear mummy? We keep the food in our mouth

Rilian however is very happy to pull it back out and play with it. Devin is admiring him playing away when Alfred begins to fuss and cry.

Luna: *sighs in defeat* The hell did I do this time

Devin: It’s not you Lu, he just mustn’t like yoghurt. Cheer up caro

Alfred: *rages*

Devin: Tell you what Lu, Rilian is just unsure about yoghurt. You want to give him his finger foods and I’ll work on calming down Alfred

Luna: Please

Devin: Listen now piccolo mio, you don’t have to like every food. But crying afterwards won’t achieve anything

Alfred simply pouts.

Luna: Here are some yoghurt melts schnucki

Rilian looks visibly confused. He just tried yoghurt with mama. What does mummy mean when she indicates something different is also yoghurt?

Luna: We can pick them up like this, remember

Devin: Here we go Alfred, try these. See if you feel differently about them

Alfred: Mama foo na doo (not do food)

Devin: Just try it caro

The twins try the yoghurt melts carefully. Rilian remains unsure about the whole thing, not forming an opinion yet. Alfred however perks right up as he discovers he loves yoghurt melts.

Luna: Alright, all the plants have been harvested in case they don’t travel well

Devin: And I’ve scooped up all the photos

Luna: So is the house ready

Devin: It’s… a work in progress

Luna: Devin, is it fit for habitation?

Devin: Of course! It’s just only one storey at the moment so there’s this big empty part where the staircase should go. And the walls are super tall.

Luna: You’ll have to start knitting longer hanging plants

Devin: I know! If we hung the short ones up we would forget they exist

Alfred: Mummy? Mama? do na

Luna: Sorry schnucki, we’re coming back

Rilian: Mummy fa na mama too ra

Luna: How does Alfred get brown on his face when all the food was white

Devin: Because infants are magic

Luna: Obviously

Devin plays a quick game of peek-a-boo with Alfred who doesn’t mind it while Luna keeps talking to Rilian.

Devin: Alfred caro if you’re just going to play with it then I think we’re done

Alfred: Mama ti me lup (pick me up)

Devin: Is me a new word???

Luna: I think so

Devin: Mama is coming caro

Luna: Who wants to play peek-a-boo. Where’s mummy gone Rilian

Devin: Wait Lu he-

Rilian bursts in to tears at the game, feeling very afraid at his mummy just disappearing like that

Luna: Sorry, I forgot

Devin: Don’t worry. Now bambinos, say bye bye house. Bye bye house

Alfred: li li sss (bye bye house)

Devin: Here we are Rilian, home

Rilian: Mama me na boo

Luna: I think someone has been listening to his brother’s words. Hear that Alfred

Alfred: He na mummy

Luna: Does he count as a word

Devin: Depends if he meant he I suppose. Let’s get them to the nursery and work on unpacking huh

Luna: Who wants to go find their toys? Is it you schnucki? Is it you

Alfred: Mummy me da oop

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[beardedhandstoadshark]

I think I figured out why totk feels a bit iffy to me, and it‘s not in fact the story or the map or that "Zelda‘s sacrifice isn‘t worth anything cuz she‘s not suffering for all eternity“ (seriously wtf are you guys ok). Nope, it‘s that despite all its attempts to convince you otherwise,

This is just the same game again?

Seriously, what’s really new here? Nothing‘s changed. Sure, there‘s a 6-year gap now, and 1.5 new maps, that‘s pretty cool, but what else?

The setting is pretty much the same. The gameplay is pretty much the same. The goal is pretty much the same. The story is pretty much the same. All you do is pretty much the same. But then you look at it and it tries to tell you it‘s not.

Heck, even some of the things that are new are really similar. Ultrahand is Magnet but for everything. Same as Recall. Sidon‘s shield is Daruk‘s but passive-use. Tulin is Revali but sideways. Riju is straight up the same skill but mapped to your bow now. (though tbf that one makes sense character-wise at least).

The same can be said about the games that came before it (primarily the 3D ones) but those had, imo, enough differences in everything surrounding the "old Zelda formula“ to be unique. From graphics to story to setting to even the details of the gameplay surrounding that formula, the core is the same, but the things around it are not.

They also all have their own "vibe“ in settings, so to speak. For example, just like how Wind Waker’s a pirate sea adventure, TP is a fantasy wild western, while botw has its ruined civilications and rediscovered magitech.

And then Totk also has ruined civilisations and rediscovered magitech. Just in different shapes. And green this time.

(Fun fact: "The same thing in green“ is a real idiom in German, for when two seemingly different things are actually almost identical.)

It‘s not all like that ofc, there are things that make totk unique and I‘ll elaborate on later, but it just feels like there‘s still so that… something, that could‘ve made it unique.

And while having the game play in the past might‘ve helped, I‘m not sure if it would‘ve been enough, because even then, the vibe would still be similar. You‘d still be doing the exact same thing. You‘d still have your circle of ancient magitech skills that are basically-but-not-quite the same as the previous one. You‘d still have a hundred-something minidungeons to solve that already felt the same on their own. You‘d still be in a ruined civilisation with ancient magitech setting.

It‘s like with the pre-switch 3D Mario games- the core gameplay goal is the same (world -> level with missions granting you a star each-> get enough stars to unlock boss -> loop) but the gameplay surrounding that goal, as well as the setup and "gimmick“, are always different enough to make each game unique - except for the games that didn‘t do that, Galaxy 1 and 2. You‘re not missing out on much gameplay-wise if you only played one of them. And G2 has all news maps and a story, mind you, hence why I said having those couldn‘t make totk unique enough to make it feel like its own thing either.

Same with the Oracles games; technically 2 games, yes, different plot, dungeons and map, but are they? Are they really? Or are they more like two "editions“ of the same base game, like in pokemon?

And worst thing is; there‘s parts of totk that aren‘t like that! The truly new and unique things, those are pretty cool, and DO help differentiating totk from its predecessor!

The almost "crafting“ aspect of the improved weapon system, using what you find from exploring to strengthen weapons or give them new attributes (frozen-meat shield skateboard my beloved). The main dungeons all having their unique aesthetics and mechanics surrounding the core "find 4 switches“ loop (like how the old 3D games would do unique things around a "find keys to progress“ loop to keep things fresh, something that botw failed to do and totk fixed), the gloomy eeriness of the depths juxtaposed by the ethereal gardenlike calm of the sky islands.

The treat of cold machines and murderous analytics replaced by visceral rotten flesh, erratic in its movement and droven only by hunger.

Heck, even the cutscene for unlocking maps, getting shot out the tower by Purah‘s contraptions instead of climbing it alone; not being alone this time. There‘s others with Link this time. He‘s not alone this time.

Those help shape totk into its own game with its own unique feel. And it was SO close to succeeding. But it just barely missed the mark. Because the moment you‘re on the road again, away from others and going exploring, doing wjat the game is essentially about- it becomes identical to botw again. But it doesn‘t want to be botw. That might be the real issue. The setup screams "new“, while everything else screams "more of the same“, and the game can‘t decide which one it wants to cater to.

And if that‘s what you like, and wanted out of it, that‘s great! I‘m happy you got that! But I just can‘t play a different version of the same game for another six years again all while being told it‘s a different one.

Because that‘s what totk feels to me- like Mario Galaxy 2, like every set of a pokemon gen, totk feels like another "edition" to botw of the overarching "switch games“ generation.

TLDR, totk couldn‘t decide if it wanted to be a sequel sequel or a "its own thing but can still act as a sequel to those who played the other one“ sequel, went with one leg in each direction, and tripped over both of them doing so.

[pokechampash]

Kagami's and Aomine's Explosive Rivalry

“Yay we did it guys! Good job!” Teppei cheered as he gave his team a nice long group hug, the Seirin high school basketball team had been challenged by a rival school and easily won with a score of 25-10, but while everyone was celebrating it seemed one of the team’s aces Taiga Kagami wasn't feeling to well.

“Ugh, I shouldn't have eaten all those damn burgers before this match!” Kagami thought to himself as he held his growling stomach letting out a juicy fart, he quickly made his way off the the nearest toilets he could find, what he didn't know was that a certain someone had been watching him and figured out his messy situation.

“God this is the last time I eat that much before a match” Kagami groaned as he entered the bathroom, but to his horror all three of the stalls we're locked and occupied.

“Hey, are any of you nearly done? Having an emergency here!” Kagami said, bouncing up and down.

“Nope sorry dude you'll just have to wait your turn hehe” said a mocking voice from the middle stall, Kagami instantly recognized the voice as Aomine Daiki, one of the members of the generation of miracles and Kagami’s number one rival. Aiming had seen Kagami earlier and decided to pull a prank on him thinking he was just being dramatic when complaining about how badly he needed to shit.

“Aomine dude this is not the time for one of your stupid pranks! I really gotta hit the can! Open up!” Kagami moaned as he let out a booming wet fart, the fart was so powerful it left skid marks on his boxers!

“Ooh that sounded wet bro, I wanna see how long you can hold it for hehe” Aomine teased Kagami from inside the stall.

Kagami started banging on the stall in hopes of breaking the door down but with no luck. Kagami slowly started to shit himself as he let out a shart that left a stain on his basketball shorts, Kagami moaned as he felt a mix of agony and relief as shit slowly slid down your leg, Aomine heard everything and was utterly shocked.

“C'mon man I'm shitting myself out here!” Kagami complained as he held his lightly shit coated ass.

“Holy shit you're actually shit yourself bro? I just thought you were being dramatic” Aomine said as he opened the stall door and stared at Kagami and the mess he was making in disbelief.

“Just get out of the way bro!” Kagami growled with a pissed expression on his face as he shoved Aomine out of his way and burst into the stall, pushed his black boxer and basketball shorts to his ankles, and unleashed a loud and smelly wave of shit with a huge moan of relief.

“Jeez, guess you really had to go huh?” Aomine teased Kagami from outside the stall, even though his prank was already successful he felt the need to pick on Kagami, they are rivals after all.

“Damn right I did, the floor would have turned brown if you didn't open the door asswipe” Kagami said through grunts and plops, when he finally finished his monster dump he was annoyed to find the toilet paper roll empty.

“Yo, do me a favor and get me some TP will ya?” Kagami shouted to Aomine.

“Alright, might have to get you two rolls because that shit sounded hella sloppy hehe” Aomine teased as he grabbed some toilet paper from another stall and gave it to Kagami, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Kagami’s shit covered boxers and basketball shorts.

“Damn no way you can go back out there with those, your lucky I always have a spare pair of boxers and shorts for shitty situations like these” Aomine commented, Kagami simply responded with a small fart.

After Kagami finished wiping his ass clean Aomine gave him the spare change of clothes he mentioned and the two rivals ended up deciding to head out for the day since both of their matches were over for the day, and since that day every time they crossed paths Aomine likes to tease Kagami about his little incident.

[younganonymus]

29,30,31,32

3, 5, 6, 7, 11, 12, 25, 29, 30, 31, 32, 46, 72, 78, 90, 91?

3, One activity I hate: being around my father, "talking" with him.

5, Disgusting meal: everything with spinach or cooked vegetables in general. I prefer fruits and vegetables raw much more.

6, idols of mine: Jackie Chan, Vin Diesel as real life people

7, person I really hate: my father, one ex-girlfriend

11: Afraid of might not be the correct word for it, but I do not like ants. They are chill as long as they stay away from me. 0,0

12, people I hate: stubborn, narcotic, self-loving or overly self-esteemed people. Like no matter how much you scientifically know and proof them wrong, they do not care about you or your opinion. You may have spent your whole life doing nothing but this one thing and they still tell you you have no idea.

25, dances I know or want to know: by far I am not an expert, but I enjoy Tango, Salsa, line dance and classic (like Waltzer for example). And of course would love to have real lessons in it!!! (Hopefully not alone though…)

29, good childhood memory: camping iutside, getting awake by the warmth of sunlight on your face, staying up late near a camp fire, … I would love to have more of these…

30, happy with my life: HAHAHAHAHA, ABSOLUTELY not!!!!! I literally tried to end it last weekend and still somehow made it through the night, not walking straight or even in a line for two days.

31, something I regret/wish I had done different: Punching that knife through my throat/Shutting of my phone on new year’s eve from 2017 tp 2018. Literally ten seconds would have made a BIG difference, but nope, here I still am… -_-

32, seven years ago did I picture my life being like this: i did not really thought it would be that bad, but I am also not surprised. So yes, I knew my life would be shitty, but damn was I a fool…

33, from now in seven years: HOPEFULLY, hopefully dead long ago, or but more unrealistic, finally settled in life. (solid work, good/enough income, happy wife, happy kids, …)

34, yes, I am thankful for pretty every experience I made. Of course some painful less would not be bad but after all those are the moments that form us the most. How could we be thankful for food on our plate if not knowing what hunger feels like?

35, any ability to gain and one to tribute: reading minds would help a LOT but simultaneously would be manipulative, so I would love to be able to fly and give up the ability to speak, if that’s what it takes. (Just imagine the wonderful sceneries you can gasp on above or amongst the clouds, how many wonderful sunrises you could see above water, how beautiful the night sky is in different countries, …)

36, bad habit of mine: never shutting up. Too many times I have unwillingly told sad stories of mine just to avoid that awkward silence…

40, The movie “The haunted mansion” with Eddie Murphy left quite a mark on me, even though it is a good movie.

41, movie scenes with reflections in a dark setting, like in “The haunted mansion”, where a character looks up in a mirror and sees himself as a bloody, dead self or some other evil creatures.

42, childish behaviour of mine: the urge to try out playgrounds when passing by or balancing on small edges whenever possible.

46, I am ABSOLUTELY an animal person!!! I do not care what you think of me (as long as I don’t know you) as long as I can play with that big doggo or play around with that kitty or watch those bunnies hop around and around.

54, at school I was the one being joked about and untaken from primary school to the finals. (Although the last two years were much less bullying and outcasting.)

55, I do NOT like my hometown at all! Sure, it’s good living here and you get everywhere easily, but I prefer rural areas much more than metropolitan.

61, stand-alone movies or rows: I rarily watch movies but if, then most of times a whole collection in a row. Like Pirates of the Caribean or Lord of the rings, Star Wars, Hunger games, Rush Hour, … I may not watch one after another instantly, but still try to finish the series in a short time.

62, something afraid of telling a new girlfriend: my weird quirks/faults (which she would find out sooner or later anyway) and my weird kinks. (Nothing harmful but still weird.)

72, am I attractive in some way: Well, to be honest, many people (women and men) told me I have quite a sexy or athletic body, but that’s it I guess. I may be a lot funny, but stupid, open hearted yet mentally broken, caring but ugly, soooo… Maybe I am attractive for just the first glimpse???

78, when is a relationship official: As soon as you kiss one another frequently/regularly. Doesn’t even need to be the mouth, but Gentleman-like on the woman’s hand as a greeting and goodbye is pretty much solid proof one is interested and the other not neglecting.

79, I am absolutely and always honest, so do not mind asking me anything.

80, I HATE the way I look!!! I could be stronger, could be taller, skinnier/thinner, better face, better hair, …

81, three wishes: to finally be dead, (secret) and/or live the dream of my life (happy family of my own, own yard and house, few animals of our oen, …)

82, I ALWAYS wanted to have younger siblings to take care of, which lateron turned into having my own kids, yes.

90, IF that person has time and I KNOW it, I call them most-probably on my way there. But since apparently no one on this planet (amongst my generation and younger) seems to accept calls or even visits, I text people.

91, In my opinion you do not need a certain date or anniversary to celebrate your relationship. If you feel like going on a date together, ligthing the room with candles, prepare a lovely bathroom for her, sending her flowers, then do so! I hate it when people only focus on certain dates! Like why only call me on my birthday if you know I want to see you more often? Why acting like we love our family if we talk bad about each other through the whole year???

[stroemlina]

15 Questions for 15 Mutuals

Thank you @vyazanyy for tagging me! It took me a while tp find the time to answer but here I am

1. Are you named after anyone?

Yep. The year I was born was an "Olympic" year and i was named after one of the German Athletes who won a Gold Medal.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Actually, yesterday in the evening! Cutting onions always is a tearful mess.

3. Do you have kids?

Nope. I don't have any children yet.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Yeah, but it's not often understood by people around me. When I was younger I tended to be more cynical but age tamed me 🙈

5. What Sports do you play/Have you played?

As a child I played soccer. But unfortunately we didn't have a girls team in our town back then so I had to stop playing once I turned 12. I switched to swimming then which I stopped once puberty hit me like a train and my body began to change. Nowadays, I just enjoy hiking.

6. What's the first thing you notice about other people?

Their face and body language. If I meet new people I am kinda reliant on their mimic and gesticulating to get their vibe.

7. What's your eye colour?

Blue, with a greenish circle and a bit of brown/orange in the middle

8. Scary movies or happy ending?

Definitely Happy Ending! Scary movies mess with my mind for days.

9. Any special talents?

Not really. Maybe getting invested in something and then switch to something new once I grasped the basics of it 🙈

10. Where were you born?

In Germany. Its the Internet, so I won't be going into much more detail.

11. What are your hobbies?

Video games! Crocheting and Knitting. Sometimes I like to draw.

12. Do you have any pets?

Not anymore. But I would love to have either Bunnies or Cats once I have the space for them.

13. How tall are you?

172 cm

14. Favourite Subject at School?

French. Biology. German. History.

15. Dream Job?

Working in the daycare with babies and toddlers. Which is what I am doing and it's amazing most of the time.

Ooof. That took longer than I expected. I Tag @starfruits-world @dragonaeve I don't have more mutuals who haven't been tagged yet. I think.

[mrslittletall]

Who's your favourite Zelda (character) from the TLoZ games?

Oh, hm, that is a hard question actually... Because there are many amazing characters, but I actually really like the different incarnations of Link? Like, Link is just enough protagonist to have a personality, but also blank enough that you can project onto him and I really like how they walked the tighttrope with him ^^ Hm, when I have to go with favourite characters, let me see if I can find some for each game. Starting with Link's Awakening, because honestly, Zelda 1 to 3 barely had characters. Or shall I count "It's dangerous to go alone" guy? LA -> Always liked Tarin and Marin. I actually like to think that Marin was not actually dreamt up by the windfish but by Link himself. She is said to look exactly like Zelda, but how should the Windfish know about Zelda? It makes so much sense to me ^^ OoT -> Saria and Ruto were favs always ^^ MM -> Oh gosh, which character is NOT to love here?! MM has some of the best cast in all of Zelda. But I think I have to go with Anju and Kafei and their gigantic sidequest and their devotion to each other. That one is so wholesome and so tearjerking at the same time. Will never forget Anju waiting for him while the final hours play. OoT and OoS -> Queen Ambi for OoT hands down! I love Queen Ambi! Ralph is also great ^^ For OoS it is Princess Rosa. She isn't even a princess, she is a pop idol ^^ But she is cute and she is a subrosian and I love that she travels through Labrynna if you link to OoT. Wind Waker -> I like the pirates ^^ And Aryl. But I think I have to go with Tetra and the King of Red Lions. Best incarnations of Zelda and the King ever. TP -> Thelma, the bar woman ^^ She is just amazing. And I really like her cat ^^ Phantom Hourglass -> LINEBECK! We love character development! Spirit Tracks -> Byrne was his name, I think? His theme song is cool, his battle is cool and as with Linebeck, we love some character development ^^ Minish Cap -> I really really like the Zelda incarnation of Minish Cap. Skyward Sword -> Groose! I just am a sucker for character development ^^ A Link Between Worlds -> Gosh, I loved all the sages. But also Ravio and Hilda. The game is full of memorable characters. Breath of the Wild -> The mushroom sisters xD Haha, nope, I think it is clearly Sidon here. TotK -> From the new characters, Rauru and Sonia are amazing! Haha, whoops, here is someone who played all the Zelda games xD

[hyperfixations-org]

Security Breach Headcannons

I currently have a hyperfixation for Security Breach so here are some dumb headcannons I have.

(I might regret this in the morning. Nope, I WILL cringe at this in the morning. But that's a problem for future me)

SECURITY BREACH SPOILERS ⚠️

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Gregory actually takes a place in the internship program at Fazbear Ent. That they mentioned briefly in game. They train him to work in Fazbear Ent. in return they give Gregory some necessities, like food. (Mostly to get him to shut up about everything that happened in the Pizzaplex. But hey, free food is free food.)

Despite Gregory having a history of being homeless and living in a box, he actually really likes boxes! He doesn't really mind cramped spaces and if he sees an open box, he will instinctively climb into it and make it into his own little fort.

The other animatronics would 100% join Gregory in his box fort, before a guard whisks the rest of the animatronics away.

Roxy and Monty are still salty about Gregory decommissioning them, so they don't warm up to him immediately. Monty comes around due to him and Gregory being chaotic as hell, he enjoys watching Gregory cause havoc around the Pizza plex. Roxy takes the longest to warm up to him because she hates the fact that he not only stole his eyes, but she can really comprehend the idea of a nine year-old beating her to the punch.

Roxy is secretly proud of the fact that Gregory knows how to drive, (shes feels like her racetrack had something to do with his skills), but she will never admit that shes proud upfront. She does race with him when she gets the chance though.

Chica after hearing Gregory used to live on the streets now proceeds to stuff Gregory with anything she can find in the kitchen or anything she can make herself. At certain point Freddy or a guard will have to get Chica to stop because she is either giving Gregory WAYY too much food or is completely destroying the kitchen in the process of cooking.

Gregory took a while to warm up to the animatronics and when Freddy tried to introduce Gregory to them when they weren't murderous and malfunctioning. During their visit, Gregory still has his faz-glock. Basically Monty ends up accidently spooking Gregory and he shoots Monty in the face. He's still wearing his sunglasses so this doesn't work on him, prompting Gregory to run away at full speed towards Freddy and hiding in his hatch. Roxy and Chica laughed as Monty stood their, disappointed.

In an AU where vanny isn't Vanessa, Vanessa STILL doesn't pass Gregory's vibe check even though he knows that she's good and takes the longest for him to warm to. Vanessa attempts many times to talk to Gregory but fails miserably, mostly annoying her in the process.

I.E

V: " what do you wanna want to be when you grow up?"

G: "Fuck off"

V: " Ok listen here you little shi-"

(the idea that Vanessa is good but Gregory is still like "Fuck you" is so funny to me ok?)

Gregory had tried to murder a map bot before Freddy stopped him.

Monty and Roxy both teach Gregory tp insult people, mostly just to piss off Freddy

Sundrop used to have tea parties with the caution sign and security bots when no one was in the daycare. But now he gets to have tea parties with the animatronics AND the service bots.

Moondrop didn't like Gregory until he played fazer-blast with him. Both of them bonding over the fact they are both scarily competitive.

Gregory has on multiple occasions attempted to eat Sundrop's glitter glue and failed after sundrop took it away.

When the animatronics come across rude customers, Freddy, Chica and Sundrop would genuinely try to calm down the customer. Monty and Moondrop would just menacing stare at them. Roxy would roast the customer, then if the customer said anything rude back she'd just cry.

Freddy would come to Gregory's Parent-Teacher Conference in a not-so-great disguise, confusing the hell out of the teacher, and instead of realizing Freddy is a robot. They think he's a drug dealer.

In the "drive off into the sunset ending" multiple people driving on the road have questioned their sanity after seeing a child driving a car with a 7ft robot in the passenger seat.

Gregory has fallen asleep in Freddy's birthday cake hatch before.

Gregory has hidden in Freddy's hatch when the pizzaplex was open and when he hopped put of the hatch another child saw what happened and also has definitely been traumatized after witnessing that.

Gregory on multiple occasions has asked Freddy if he could use him as a mech suit. Freddy is always taken aback by the question, forgetting that he got a child that always chose violence.

Freddy slowly starts to come back to Bonnie bowl over time and tells stories to Gregory about his old friend.

Bonnie has multiple times used himself as a bowling ball and rolled down the lane, and continued to do so even if he got injured because he found it funny.

[sayitaliano]

Italian car plates

How to recognize from where a car is? Maybe you've wondered this when you were walking around in Italy, or maybe not. Still, you can check from which area a car is, especially if you happen to see an old car (but even in some of the newest ones).

For example: AO = Aosta (yeah not someone yelling at you or hurting themselves) FI = Firenze (the farfallino alphabet? Another day) They're not all as easy as these, with the first two letters of the province's name: BZ = Bolzano (as the bee bzzz around you but stopping immediately) BS = Brescia (yeah nope, it's not the bs you were thinking about - how funny I am today... sorry) KR = Crotone (my all time fave cause of the K out of nowhere)

But it is cool cause at times not even Italians do remember the actual province for each letters' combination, cause it could be more than one. So we used to go on like this (either a monologue or a chat): "TR? Trapani? No Trapani should be TP...and Trento is TN right?... so...??? Terni!! TR is Terni" There are more of these in the link at the very bottom of this post, in case you're curious.

It was fun cause when I was little there was a game I used to make on long trips: put together the letters of the cars passing by and forming names or saying random stuff.

some of the most common were TO, MI, NO ..this combination could become TOMINO, a cheese name MINO, a name MITO (I was ahead of my time, seen the actual MI-TO connection) If a VA was passing by as well maybe followed by a NO, I had VANO = space or useless

You got the point ig. I'll stop here with the "weirdo Italian" part.

You can read the more serious history part under the keep reading link (cause plates have a very long and confused story) plus a fun note at the very bottom:

We started putting plates on the first cars (velocipedes too, actually) in the last years of 1800. It was applied on the car's side and it had the owner's name and the license number.

Few years after, in 1901, the plate had to be created by the owner and contain the extended Provincia's name (Genova, Milano, Napoli...) and the license number (e.g.: Torino 427 - which is one of the still existing plates). There are only a few plates from that age nowadays, and they're all exposed in different Italian Museums (two can be seen at the Museo dell'Automobile di Torino, e.g.).

Back then, nobody thought cars would have become so many. In 1905 it was decided to change plates once again: instead of the name of the province, there was a corresponding number in red, accompanied by a dash and another number in black, which represented the registration number of the car. (e.g. 55 - 101 was a car from Roma's area. Roma province's number was number 55 bc, in alphabetical order, Roma was the 55th province we had, until WWI).

In 1927, Mussolini changed the provinces' laws and even car plates' design. Each plate had to have two letters from the name of the capoluogo di provincia (most important city of the district), generally the first letter and then another one from the name* (exception made for Roma, which had the entire name, with the capital R as big as the digits), and then a progressive number from 1 to 999999 (after hitting which, we started useing letters). Plates started looking differently, being written in white on a black bg on the same line; then, as digits grew in number, we had two lines (square format) with the province's letters at the top and the 4 digits at the bottom (for 5 digits numbers, the first digit was put at the top after a dot near the province's letters).

(To see some more examples, check wikipedia)

Even colonies had to follow a similar pattern when putting plates on their cars.

After the end of WWII we see some changes: the emblem of the Italian Republic or of each "Regione Autonoma" was put on the plate as well. Trieste had a different approach because it wasn't part of Italy until 1954. Then we had some changes like the measures of the plate, a different way to write the characters on the front plate... From the 60s, we started producing plates that had 6 digits: for plates that didn't had 6 numbers, some 0s were put at the beginning (e.g. 4598 -> 004598). Between the 70s and the 80s, the provincia's letters (or name, for Roma), start to be colored in orange in the back's plate.

From the 1985 plates are again in metal (for a while we produced them in plastic, but plastic was easily ruined). Characters are written in black on a white reflecting bg. The front's plate almost becomes as big as the back plate, and has the same format: province's letters followed by digits (before, it was different, see pic above). We start seeing some letters also among digits.

From 1994 to 1999 we have the format made of a combination of letters and numbers: two letters at the beginning and at the end and three digits in the middle. There are combinations that are avoided in order to not create confusion (no letters I, O, Q and U also to avoid confusion with digits; no CC or CD or EE because these were used for Consular Corps, Diplomatics Corps and Foreign Excursionists). Combinations starting with ZA were only used in squared plates (genrally seen on off-roads vehicles).

New province created in 1992 (Biella, Verbano-Cusio-Ossola, Lodi, Lecco, Crotone, Vibo Valentia, Rimini and Prato) had still the chance to use the old format with the province's letters followed by the 6 digits for a bunch of cars (around 12000).

Not seeing the provincia's letters wasn't okay for many Italians so in 1999 we changed the format of the plate to the one with blue bands on the sides: National letter and European symbol on the left, and provincia's letters (that can be removed as they're stickers basically and honestly some Italians did removed them cause yeah, it's not always safe to visit a district for someone--- I will explain later on in another post) and the immatricolation's year on the right. This is the EU format. For the squared plates, we have the letters on the top, with the blue bands on its side, and digits at the bottom.

To be clear: numbers depends on the province's registration of the car (and letters belong on that same provincia). I mean you can live in a provincia but the car you are going to buy is registered in another, and that's fine (unless, as Imentioned, there are old feuds among the two... but it is no more so? Ig).

*Here you have the Province's corresponding digits (as at the beginning of 1900) and the Province's letters. Fun thing: Cuneo was supposed to be CU but "CU" in Piedmontese (and Lombard too) means "butt", so it was immediately changed to CN.

[silentprincess17]

Confidence and Courage

For my best mate @nooneshome12​. I hope this puts a smile on your face :) You always request TP Zelink, and here I deliver Dork TP Link. 

This has been beta read by the wonderful @pizzansunnydays, @zeldaelmo, @zeldadiarist and @braidy-maidy! Thanks guys for doing this so fast!

Link tried and failed to relax himself to sleep. He had twisted and turned, for what felt like hours, trying to force himself to sleep. But as the hours trickled by, his candle burning lower and lower, he felt increasingly awake, much to his frustration.

He was very tempted to growl, as he hurled his head into the pillow.

Why was he so nervous? Tomorrow was the fourth council meeting he had to attend as Commander of Hyrule’s Armies, the fourth! Not the first! He wasn’t a complete dunce anymore. And yet, he was absolutely terrified.

Why?

Not because of the few stuffy nobles there, after Zelda’s dramatic reshuffle of the cabinet.

Or because he knew he blushed whenever Zelda set her gaze on him.

Or because he knew he was a foot shorter than everyone else there.

Nope, all of those had been reasons why he was nervous the first time, but not this time, no.

This was the first meeting at which he actually had to present a report. Because at the three previous ones, there had been no army to begin with, and all he had to say was: “We are currently recruiting, a more detailed report will be presented once we have sufficient numbers and a training programme has started.”

But now, four months later, he had set up the Army. He had slowly recruited 100 men and women across Hyrule in three months to become the new soldiers. And now a month ago, he had called all of them up, and begun their training, which he had personally overseen. Now, they were at a point where they were competent in handling both single-handed sword and bow. In fact, just last week they had left to go on a training course in Snowpeak, supervised by Ashei, and now he was fairly confident in their abilities to survive in the wilderness too.

He was proud of his team. He was proud of all they had achieved in the past month. And he wanted to do right by them, and present their achievements appropriately. But his hands shook, his words stumbled into each other, and he felt like a stuttering fool of a farmer from Ordon every time he dared say more than three lines strung together.

And now the damn meeting was tomorrow, and he felt completely ill-prepared, and sick to his stomach. Why had he thought coming to the castle after it was all said and done would be a good idea? Why? Why hadn’t he just stayed in Ordon? He pulled out the tattered piece of paper with his speech written on it and started to read through the words again, but his ear twitched when he heard footsteps approaching.

The door connecting his room to Zelda’s inched open.

And a concerned Princess in a satin nightdress with a similarly coloured overcoat and a glowing hand sneaked in.

There was the answer as to why he was still here. Only one other person had understood the loss he had so keenly felt after Midna had left. And it was only natural he’d turn to her light to brighten the shadows Midna’s departure had left.

But now he felt like an even bigger jerk for waking her up. Goddesses knew she did at least four times as much work as he did, and she needed the sleep.

“Link, is everything alright?”

“Yes. I’m- I’m sorry for waking you-”

Her eyes flickered to the paper in his hands, to the candle, to his state of undress because he had been trying to sleep and - oh- oh no- he didn’t have a shirt on! It didn’t take her very long to connect the dots. “Are you worried about tomorrow?”

She came to sit by his bed. Apparently she wasn’t perturbed by his lack of appropriate clothing. He didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing. And the blush started to creep up his cheeks again. What had she asked?

Oh right.

“Yes. A little.”

“You needn’t be. It’s not a formal event, Link, it’s just the councillors, most of whom you are well acquainted with... What are you concerned about? Did any of them say anything?” Her amethyst eyes sparked, and he immediately sat up. He couldn’t have her go on an unnecessary rampage, he knew he had partly been the reason why so many of the previous councillors were kicked out.

“No- it’s not- it’s not the people, Zelda.”

Her hand found his and his heart squeezed. “Tell me? I would like to make your life as easy as possible, Link. I don’t want you to face any more hardships after all you’ve endured for Hyrule.”

He heaved a sigh. He didn’t want to appear weak in front of her, of all people. “I’m. I’m just nervous about saying it in front of them, is all. I… I don’t exactly have much experience with public speaking. And it- it makes me very nervous.”

Her smile was reassuring. She leant forward and brushed his bangs out his eyes, and then pressed a kiss to his forehead.

He very nearly combusted.

“Why didn’t you say so Link? I am more than happy to practise with you. We could have done this much earlier, if I had known, but there is no time like the present.”

He whispered out a vague “sure”, and then she stared expectantly at him.

He fought to not swear as his heart rate shot up. “I would like to report on-on-” Spirits. He was already failing- he risked a glance her way and she was still smiling, still listening. She squeezed his hand tighter, and he squeezed back this time.

He could do this.

“I would like to report on-on-” He let out a frustrated sigh. Why couldn’t he use his voice? Why couldn’t he speak properly?

“Hey, hey. It’s okay. Take a deep breath. You’re not breathing Link. Breathe with me.”

She crossed her legs and sat across from him, holding both his hands. “Slowly, now.”

Once he calmed down, he gave it another go. “I would like to report on the Army’s progress in the last- last month.” She nodded, sagely, and he fought to keep this breathing under control.

Each line he stumbled through, she coaxed him through it. Each time he stuttered, she waited patiently. Each time he wanted to throw hands and give up, she soothed his frustrations and gave him time to try again. Half way through, she somehow magicked up fresh tea, and biscuits, and after a break to wet his throat, they continued.

By the end of it all, he finally felt prepared, and had a lot more confidence to boot. Zelda had given him plenty of tips, and told him to pretend it was only her in the room. (He couldn’t exactly confess that’s what he automatically did anyway.)

Before she left, starting to get out of his bed, he pulled on her arm. She stopped, raising a delightfully arched eyebrow at him.

“Zelda. Thank you.”

“You needn’t thank me, Link. All I did was help you realise what you already had.” Her hand rested on his cheek after pushing his bangs away.

He hesitated. She had kissed his forehead right? So he turned and kissed her palm. A light pink tinged her cheeks. And he felt himself start to heat up again. Goddesses above. He couldn’t continue to live like this.

She had given him confidence he hadn’t known he possessed. And he blurted out what he had wanted to say for a long time, and what he suspected she had been waiting for. “Will you come to the gardens with me after the meeting Zelda? I… I have something I want to say.”

And her blush turned a darker pink, as she nodded.

He assumed she knew. She was the one blessed with wisdom after all.

And what he was starting to understand now, was that courage and wisdom together... was the answer to it all.

[fruitcoops]

If you’re up for more of a series could you possibly write the part of Remus recovering at home after leaving the game (the one with the stick to the face) and Sirius having to take care of him and all that?

Yes, I can! I’m so glad you guys are enjoying the continuation of something I wrote so long ago <3 Side note: I would give my left foot to be part of the Lions groupchat. Sweater Weather credit goes to @lumosinlove!

TW for bruises and blood

Sirius was worried. Even though Remus claimed he felt fine, he was just fine, everything was fine, a small seed of doubt lingered in the back of his mind. He had dozed off in the car on the way home—Sirius’ heart had stuttered for a moment before the swelling-enhanced snores started. His phone lit up every few seconds, but he didn’t dare take his eyes off the road for even a millisecond, just in case.

Remus woke when the car stopped and immediately winced. “What’s wrong?” Sirius asked, taking the hand that rested on his thigh.

“Just hurts.” Remus kissed his knuckles as best he could. His skin felt strange, and the edge of the tape was an unfamiliar sensation next to the softness of his lips. Sirius collected their gear from the trunk, then helped him up the front steps; just as he went to unlock the door, he felt Remus’ hand tighten on his forearm. “I hate not being able to see well.”

Sirius kissed his temple. “That’s what you’ve got me for.”

Hattie stopped in her tracks as soon as the door opened, and Remus frowned. “Hatters? Where are you, sweet girl?”

“She’s here.” Sirius whistled for her and crouched, setting their bags aside while Remus sat crosslegged on the floor and held his arms out. Hattie’s tail wagged low, almost as if she was afraid; she glanced up at Sirius, who tilted his head back toward Remus. “Go on, mon chou, he’s not going to break.”

“C’mere,” Remus said softly, shifting in her direction. “C’mere, babycakes. I need some cuddles right now—there we go. Okay, Hat Trick, okay.”

Sirius carefully closed the door as Hattie climbed into Remus’ lap and let him hug her, resting her chin on his shoulder. “Good girl,” Sirius said softly. A quiet sniffle led to a flinch. “Re? What’s wrong?”

“I fucking love our dog.” His voice sounded even more clogged than before.

“Are you alright?”

“It really hurts.” A shuddering breath made Hattie nuzzled closer. “Hey, good girl. I love you.”

Sirius sat down next to them and wrapped his arm around Remus’ shoulder, tracing a pattern with his thumb. “Deep breaths. You can take more Tylenol in a few hours. Let’s go get some ice, yeah?”

“Can I stay here with her?”

“Of course.” Sirius kissed the top of his head and gave Hattie a gentle pet before walking into the kitchen and grabbing an ice pack out of the freezer, as well as a towel to wrap it. The last thing Remus needed was a freezer-burned bruise. They were in the same position when he came back, though Remus raised his head from her thick fur when he heard him coming. “I’m going to put it on your face, okay?”

“Okay.” Remus sighed when the ice pressed against his eye and one hand came up to cradle Sirius’, running carefully down to his wrist. “Love you.”

“I love you, too. I was thinking about making some soup if you want to hang here for a bit.”

Remus nodded silently, though his lower lip wobbled in the one spot it wasn’t puffy. Sirius carefully transferred the ice pack to his hand and ran his thumbs over Remus’ cheekbones—usually they were sharp enough to cut glass, but now they were purple and overheated under his touch. He kissed each one before going back to the kitchen.

After grabbing some soup from the freezer and turning the stove on, he finally took his phone out. You Have: 20 New Messages

Message From: J ;)

Did you get home safe?

Call me when u can

Lil is worried ☹

Tell Re we send big hugs

 Message From: Tremz <3

Lmk when you get home

Leo is making soup for u

Bringing it over demain matin and won’t let us have any :(((

 Message From: Bliz

Nat sends her love for Re

Remember ice packs and NO IBUPROFEN DUMBASS

Ily

 Message From: Dumo

Sa mère est inquiète

Send text when home safe, love you

 Message From: Walkie Talkie :P

U okay? Sending lots of love

Lmk if you need soup or smth <3

 Message From: Hope <3

Thank you for the call honey <3

Tell Remus not to look at his phone and keep us updated please

Love you so much <3

 Message From: Baby Rookie

I’m bringing y’all soup and that’s a threat

NO IBUPROFEN OR I’LL TP UR HOUSE

Big hugs for Re <333

 Sirius laughed under his breath.

Message To: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

Home safe. Re is fine, getting lots of cuddles from Hattie. Thanks for the messages.

 He sent a few more texts to the individual people and, after a quick conversation with Hope, stirred the soup until it began to bubble. Remus entered the kitchen a few seconds after he took two bowls out of the cupboard. “Smells good.”

“It does. Are the lights bugging you?”

“Nah. At least I can see.”

Sirius poured out two portions and set one in front of Remus, handing him a spoon as well. “Careful, it’s hot.”

The corner of his mouth twitched. “Can’t cook it cold.”

Sirius’ phone began to ping several times in rapid succession and he turned the ringer off quickly, checking the screen to make sure there wasn’t an emergency. “Leo’s bringing us soup in the morning.”

“Neat. Is everyone else okay?” Remus blew the steam off his spoon.

“The guys are all worried about you.” Sirius glanced back up, only to see Remus staring down at his soup bowl, frozen in place. “Re? Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”

“Is this my mom’s?” he asked in a small voice.

Sirius wracked his brain. “…I think so? It was in the freezer. Is that okay?”

He nodded silently and a tear dripped down his cheek. “ ‘s fine.”

“Are you sure?” He reached across the counter and pressed Remus’ hand between his own, wiping his cheek dry.

“God, I miss them. You called her, right? To let her know I’m fine?”

“I did. She told me to give you something.”

Remus’ eyebrows drew together and he looked up. “What?”

Sirius scooted around the table and wrapped his arms around Remus, pulling him in for a tight hug and pressing his face into his curls. “This.”

“Thank you.” Remus went a little boneless against him. “I needed that.”

“I bet. Do you want me to give them another call so you can talk to her?”

Remus squinted at the clock. “It’s pretty late.”

“They’re still awake.”

“Could we?” Remus dug around in his pocket and handed it to Sirius, who dialed Hope’s number and put it on speakerphone.

The call connected on the first ring. “Hello?”

“Hey, mom.”

“Are you okay, love?” Hope sounded like she was on the verge of tears already. “You sound a little funny.”

“A little banged up, but I’m alright.” Remus gripped Sirius’ hand tightly. “We heated up the soup you left us.”

“Oh, I’m so glad. Have you taken any Tylenol? Ibuprofen is bad for bruises, but I don’t know how much pain you’re in.” Her voice hitched at the end of the sentence.

“Mom, it’s okay,” Remus said gently. “It’s okay, I promise I’m fine. It looked worse than it was.”

Looks pretty bad to me. “Hestia took really good care of him,” Sirius said instead. “We got home safe and we’re icing up now.”

“What’s the healing look like? Sirius said you didn’t have a concussion.”

Thank you, Remus mouthed before turning back to the phone. “About two weeks, mostly for the little scrapes.”

The ‘little scrapes’ were held together by strips of medical tape, but once again, Sirius kept his thoughts to himself. “The blood was just a regular old nosebleed and a cut on the lip.”

Hope paused and they heard a new voice in the background. “Alright. Is it okay if Jules and your father say goodnight?”

“Yeah, totally.” Remus sniffled and Sirius silently handed him a tissue.

The line crackled for a moment. “Re?”

“Hey, buddy!” All trace of pain and exhaustion disappeared from his voice. “How’s it going?”

“Are you still bleeding?”

“Nope, my nose is a-okay. I’ve got a pretty cool black eye, though. Kinda look like a pirate.”

“The announcers were saying you were really hurt.” Jules’ voice wavered and Sirius’ heart broke a bit.

“Well, they were wrong.” Remus leaned closer to the phone, as if he could reach right through it. “In two weeks I’ll be good as new. I was really lucky.”

“Okay,” Jules still sounded unsure. “Mom says I have to go to bed.”

“Yeah, it’s late, buddy. Sleep well. I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

There was a rustling noise. “Remus?”

“Hey, dad.” The exhaustion returned and Sirius rubbed his back gently, letting him lean on his shoulder.

After a moment of hesitation, Lyall sighed. “Alright, they’re in the other room. What actually happened?”

“High stick from the Ravens caught me in the face. No concussion, just bruises and swelling.”

“Do I want to ask Sirius to send me a picture?”

Remus winced. “Probably not.”

He sighed again. “I’m sorry we can’t come out and see you.”

“Don’t worry about it, dad,” Remus said softly. “Really, I’m okay. It sucks, it hurts, I’ll ice it and be fine.”

“Sirius, are you there?”

“I’m here.”

“If he starts pulling some ‘go back to practice early’ bullshit—”

“Dad—”

“—don’t let him. If you have to lock him in the bathroom, I promise to cover for you.”

“Yes, sir,” Sirius laughed.

Lyall chuckled on the other end as Remus groaned. “Love you.”

“Love you, too. If Sirius locks me in a bathroom, I’m citing you in the court case.”

“There won’t be enough witnesses if he does it right. Sleep well, kiddo. Thanks for calling.”

“Love you,” Remus said again as the call ended. He blew out a long breath and leaned his forehead on Sirius’ chest. “Thank you for that.”

“Ne rien, mon loup. You should eat and then take a shower.”

“Are you saying I smell?” Remus teased.

“Yes, I am. I also think you’ll feel better if you do.”

They ate in silence; both were hungry, so it wasn’t long before Remus walked carefully up the stairs. Sirius checked the groupchat as he poured himself a third bowl of soup. You Have: 7 New Messages.

Message From: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

DETAILS CAP

That is the blandest fucking response I’ve ever read

I’m guessing y’all are alive then???

Y’all

Haha y’all

Ok gator boy

Give Hattie lots of kisses from us and also GIVE US DETAILS

 Message To: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

What do you want to know??? We got home, ate soup, called parents, and now Re is showering

You’re so fucking nosy jfc

Also cut Rookie some slack it’s hard being so far from his swamp

 Message From: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

From the bottom of my heart, go fuck yourself.

He doesn’t have to he has Remus

Pots I’m going to remove your kneecaps

 Sirius paused just before responding. Despite the quiet of the house, he couldn’t hear the shower running. “Re?”

“Up here.”

“Did you take a shower already?”

“Not yet.”

The bathroom door was ajar and the light was on when he entered their bedroom; Remus stood at the sink, staring into the mirror as he felt along the edges of the butterfly tape at his lip. “Did something happen?”

“It’s worse than I thought.” Sirius stepped inside and joined him, staring at their reflections. The stripes that marked the stick’s edges had turned almost indigo since they left the rink; no less than six pieces of tape decorated the places between mottled bruises. Remus reached up to touch his cheekbone and Sirius guided his hand back down.

“Poking it won’t help.”

“Two weeks, huh?”

“That’s what Hestia told me.”

“Will you help me get the tape off?”

Sirius patted the edge of the counter and Remus pushed himself up on it, leaning forward for easy access. The first one was easy—a small cut just below his brow. It slid away without an issue and Sirius pressed a gentle kiss to the spot, then moved on to the next one. They fell into a rhythm—one side, second side, slow pull, and a kiss, until only two were left.

Remus hissed in pain as he lifted the edge of the tape across the bridge of his nose and Sirius shushed him softly, moving to the other side. “Two more, sweetheart.”

“Just rip it off.”

Sirius gave him a look. “Absolutely not.”

“I’ll do it.”

“No, you won’t, because that would be a stupid idea.”

Remus huffed, but didn’t protest. His jaw ticked as Sirius pulled the last bit off. “Can we leave the lip one?”

“Not unless you want an infection.”

“You’d be a good PT.”

“I would be the worst PT.” Sirius worked the inner edge free. “I know, like, ten stretches and basic first aid. My bedside manner sucks, too, and I’d pass the fuck out if someone asked me to set a bone for them.”

“Good points all around,” Remus laughed.

The motion pulled the last of the tape off and Sirius held it up with a grin. “All done. Hey, your swelling is down. I can see your eyes now.”

The slight gleam of amber brightened as Remus smiled. “I thought I could see a little better.”

“Do you want company?”

Remus thought for a moment, prodding the cut on his lip with his tongue. “As much as I’d love to invite you in, I think I need a second to myself.”

“Cool.” Sirius kissed his cheek and stepped out of the bathroom. “Yell if you need anything. I’ll be in bed.”

He made a pit stop downstairs to gather Hattie and bring Remus’ ice pack up, and by the time he finally slid between the sheets it was nearly midnight. Remus came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, looking happier but still incredibly worn out. He took another Tylenol and snuggled up against Sirius’ side with a quiet hum, laying the ice pack over his face once again.

“Sleep tight, Re.”

“Love you.”

[ackermansupremacy]

MORE marley kids headcanons because i miss them

Goddamn Ophi how much u finna write about them 💀

They are so chaotic my God

Falco is the “parent” of the group

Whenever someone (Gabi) does something stupid and ends up getting hurt he acts like it a catastrophic event

She’ll get a paper cut and hes like “OH MY GOD GABI HOW COULD YOU LET THIS HAPPEN?”

Gabi Zofia and Falco once tried to convince Udo to say one swear word

They tried to pay him 50$ to say damn and he WOULDN’T

Until one day his favorite minecraft world got deleted and he just yelled “M O T H E E R F U C K E R”

Only Falco was there and NO ONE believed it happened

Zofia is the strongest out of all of them

So one time the four of them were all able to balance on a bike and zofia was able to pull it no prob

Udo just LOOKS like he has chronic stomach pain

Gabi is lactose intolerant but she will eat an entire pint of ice cream, three boxes of mac and cheese and wash it down with some milk

With NO regrets

Their not allowed to hang out at Zofia’s house anymore

Because one of them Gabi broke a really expensive vase kiss kiss fall in love

Falco is under no circumstances allowed to pair his phone to Gabi’s bluetooth speaker because of his wildly unpredictable music taste

The LAST thing Gabi wants is for him to start blasting Freak by Doja Cat on full volume within earshot of her mom

Because he has no idea what those types of songs even mean hes just sitting there listening like 😀 while everyone is scrambling to turn it off

Zofia is a really devoted dancer so she travels a lot for dance competitions

So she leaves her beloved betta fish in Udo’s hands everytime she leaves because he ACTUALLY knows how to take care of it

Zofia doesn’t let ANYONE go through her sketchbook

So one time when she was at a dance competiton Gabi stole it and looked through it

It was full of charcoal sketches of fairies that she was too embarrassed to show anyone

Halloween is their TIME

They stock up on snacks, go trick or treating and have a big slumber party!

Which always involves them watching a scary movie and having to turn it off when they get too scared LOL

THEY TP REINER’S HOUSE

EVERY YEAR WITHOUT FAIL AND HE KNOWS ITS THEM

Sleepovers are a common thing between them

Theyre always at Udo’s house cuz he has “the cool mom”

But that comes with its own stress...

*CRASH* “Sorry Mom, Falco fell out the window” “HUH?” “Hes okay though! I think!”

There went the beautiful hydrangeas you spent so long planting

They will be up intil 4 am making tik toks

Like ive mentioned before, Udo is like the clingiest kid ever

So a few times a week he’ll come into your room at some ungodly hour of the night like

“Mom I had a bad dream can i sleep in here?”

If you tell him no he will either sleep on the floor or just come back later and not ask💀

So you just wake up with a child in your bed and it scares the shit out of u every time

You would think that when his friends spent the night this would stop that from happening but NOPE

He would go into your room under the guise of saying goodnight then have the audacity to fall asleep until you wake him up and send him back out w his friends 💀

Falco is the ultimate drama king

He def follows Colt around when he gets bored

“Falco can you leave me alone for five minutes?” “OH JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE 18 NOW MEANS YOU’RE TOO COOL TO HANG OUT WITH ME?”

Harassing Reiner is their favorite thing to do in their spare time

They’re still kids so its just absolute headassery

They still ding dong ditch his ass 💀

BUT HE HAS A RING DOORBELL SO HE CAN SEE THAT ITS THEM

He thinks its wildly irritating but also thinks its funny because it reminds him of his childhood

But you get a lot of calls from him like “YO COME GET YO DAMN KIDS”

So you have to shoot them a text like “Gabi please stop harassing your uncle”

He doesn’t understand why hes the butt of the jokes, he never gives the reaction they want

Zofia is a secret anime fan

When shes asked about it shes like “yeah i watch it occassionally” but has a Killua shrine in her closet 💀

She also has a secret instagram with like 20k followers that she posts aesthetic pics on

*****

S-Should i post more about these beans