#so my DAD has seen one direction live and i never got to </3

[steviescrystals]

considering like 80% of the conversations i have with my dad are about all the concerts i go to and all the ones he went to when he was younger i’m kind of shocked it’s taken this long for us to go to one together

[xiaq]

How is Denver so far compared to Austin?

I quite prefer Denver, but I'm biased for a few reasons.

Austin makes me sad. Austin now is not the Austin I grew up in/the Austin I loved. And nostalgia for a place that no longer exists while still technically existing leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. Did you know that the greenbelt and all its trails and climbing walls used to feature a creek that never dried up? The level might fluctuate, but it ran all year round, fed by springs from the aquifer. You could climb until you got overheated and then go sit in the water for a bit to recover. Now, after years of extreme heat, persistent droughts, and people pumping water out of the aquifer, it's just miles of dry rock with small trees growing in it, that occasionally floods when it rains. I can't climb there without feeling...I don't even know how to describe it. Like I'm walking over the corpse of an old friend.

Denver gives us a community. In Denver, we live in a walkable/bikable community within 2 miles (or much less) of our grocery store, restaurants, a gluten-free bakery, coffee shops, our climbing gym, and several friends. I've seen more people in person in the last three weeks here than I did in the previous 3 months in Austin. One of my friends jogs by every afternoon. Others live at the park I walk Deacon to in the mornings. People just...drop in to see us/how house renovations are going spur-of-the-moment because they were literally walking by/on their way home. Community is so important to me and I have that here in a way I didn't in Austin.

Terrain. Texas is so damn flat. I get a thrill driving to Home Depot here because I can see mountains in the distance. Our rooftop deck looks at the mountains. I can be in the mountains after a less than 30-minute drive. I had to drive for hours to get to a hill in Austin. Here, mountains are just...present in a comforting way.

The seasons. Austin doesn't have seasons. Here, we have gorgeous sunny weather most of the time but the trees change color in the fall and we currently have snow! Deacon LOVES snow. Probably even more than me. There is something so delightful about taking a walk while it's snowing. When the whole world is quiet and white and still. Even after living in one of the snowiest places in the US for a year, snow is still so novel to me. Big fan.

Travel. I can walk to the train station from our house, which will take me to the airport in 25 minutes. And Denver is a hub for Southwest which means tons of direct flights at low costs (to places like Austin!). I also have a companion pass for Southwest, which means I can take B (or anyone else I please) with me for free on any Southwest flight. Which is very handy. B's mom has already visited us twice (coming again this weekend) because there are quick direct flights from Phoenix she can take advantage of. The negatives are the cost of living and the fact that the homeless population is large and the city doesn't seem to have the appropriate resources (or perhaps willingness) to address it. But those are both issues that plague Austin as well. The only thing I miss about Austin is the ability to see my parents whenever I want. My mom is coming to visit in two weeks and we're hoping to coax my dad out when it warms up a bit (and we have the guest rooms ready), but I definitely miss them.

[darkreaderdan]

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Okay so this is a post that I have been planning for a while now to be honest. Devil's Night Series as been a series that honest got me hooked on reading again and all the characters hold a special place in my heart especially Michael and Rika. I have bared witness to all the hate that Michael gets and as a person who like and can relate to him on some level it actually rub med wrong. I also find it crazy how Michael and Emory are literally the same character in different font but Michael gets a lot more hate. (𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔) But this is a Michael post so I will be sticking to just my analysis of him and maybe this can shed some light on his actions and have a discussion. Keep in mind this isn't me trying to justify the shit he does but instead explain his actions.

❦ So first I wanna touch on who Michael is as a person. We have seen throughout the series and especially in Corrupt that he is a for the most part a loyal person especially when it comes to his chosen family which at the start of the series was solely the other 3 horsemen. But let's go see where this stems from. Michael is considered to be the black sheep of his family despite being the eldest son. We have seen in flashbacks that his father has an unwavering hatred towards him ever since he was younger (a literal toddler), even though we never found out the reason why. I have a theory however, that Evan's hatred stem from the fact that Michael is similar to him when it comes to their stubborn mindset making him harder to manipulate and control compared to Trevor who is literally his father's dog. Now back to regular program... this dysfunctional dynamic in his family is what lead him to find companionship, brotherhood and trust in Kai, Will and Damon. They became his real family. He has proven time and time again that he would and will do anything to protect or even avenge them. He was always giving them advice and even cleaning up after them whenever they fuck up, which we know is a lot.🤣🤣 But nonetheless because of his pact and loyalty he will do all this even at a risk of hurting himself both physically and emotionally.

❦ During the events of Corrupt it is noted on several occasion that he is also extremely self destructive. This can be explained as a direct result of his upbringing. One of the things that I realize that alot of readers and fan of the series like to skip over is the extreme abuse that Michael suffered at the hands of his father. I get that as opposed to Damon and Emmy, it wasn't a main highlight in his novel so people tend to downplay it or outright ignores it. Michael was physically & mentally abused by his father simultaneously for years, from his childhood to when he was mid to late teen (he was 16 if i recall correctly). It was at this time that he finally fought back against Evan, with Rika being an unknowing witness to the event that lead to the stop of the physical abusing but the increased in the verbal and mental abuse. And where was his mom during all of this? Acting and being oblivious ofc. But we can see that he still; in present day Corrupt; is affected by his fathers words which reflects in his self loathing and believing he doesn't deserve to be happy or the love of anyone, especially not Rika. The Rika he loved and his world revolved around since he was 3. The same Rika that his dad as been grooming and basically training to be the perfect match/wife for Trevor. And he would rather continuing to live in emotional pain than accepting that someone can love him, that's why he was so hellbent on avenging his friends at the risk of burning the bridge with Rika in the process.

❦ I will be the first to admit that he is blunt, brutal and overall mean in his speech especially at times when he speak to Rika. Michael is not one to cut words and will things in the most brutal of ways especially when he is angry or hurting as I genuinely believe he is one of those 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 type person who believe that if they are hurting others should too. Though for some reason this doesn't extend to when it comes romantic feelings. Wit that let's focus on his interactions with Rika. Even from the first encounter we saw of the two of them we knew that they had history between them and that their relationship runs deep, this is something that is immediately confirmed. I think one of the biggest issues that the fandom have against Michael is that he is hard on Rika, which is true, but the thing is I think readers are so used to the MMC babying the FMC that the concept of hard love is so alien to them. I will say though some of the things he did say to her are beyond harsh and outright so fucking cruel, like calling her just a pussy or even this:

"𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔," 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔. "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢, 𝚁𝚒𝚔𝚊? 𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝. 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎." "𝙸'𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔," 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢. "𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢. 𝙸𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛." 𝙸 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚢. "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙸'𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚍? 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎? 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝? 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔! 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗-𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛-𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗-𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛-𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛!"

❦ This was just uncall for, but it goes back to what I mentioned before of him believing that if he is hurt, everyone should also hurt, not an excuse but merely an explanation. And as harsh as he is some of his actions are from his perspective a way of teaching her to be stronger and fight her own battles and not wait on others to come to her rescue. He was the first to recognize her fire help her make it shine brighter:

"𝙾𝚠𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎. 𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍? 𝙾𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞." -

"𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘔𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘦𝘭-𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯, 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘒𝘢𝘪-𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦. 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨." - 𝘙𝘪𝘬𝘢.

❦ Another instance that I see people always judging him about is the events of Conclave which I find fucking ridiculous cause he literally reacted how any normal person would. For month Rika as been distant from him, all methods and efforts to try and get through to her as been futile, fast forward to that night on the ship, he walked in on his fiancé in the arms of his best friend finding comfort, when she has been brushing him off for months. Rightfully so both him and Banks were upset but everyone tend to only judge him. Come to find out that the woman he loves thinks so low of him, that he would leave her because of fertility issues and even confided in someone else. So yea him walking away from the situation was honestly a normal and natural reaction. Like he is allowed to feel and react like anyone in his shoes would. and I find it crazy how people love saying he doesn't care for, love or respect Rika when there is evidence proving otherwise.

𝑹𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝒊𝒔 𝑴𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒆𝒍'𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓.

"𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔," 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔, "𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐. 𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆. 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆." 𝑯𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔, 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒚. "𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓.

𝑾𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑴𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒆𝒍 𝑪𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝑬𝒓𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔.

𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓. 𝑻𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝑰 𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒃 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕. "𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑹𝒊𝒌𝒂. 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖."

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍. 𝑾𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒖𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆'𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓.

"𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔, 𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒔, 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒑𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔."

❦ Like you can bring up that he didn't apologize to her and it is clear that this is one of people's biggest freeze moment but let's not forget that people have different ways for expressing themselves and in MichaelRika case, they have proven over and over again on multiple occasions that they prefer and believe in actions over words. Rika wanted Michael to show her that he is sorry to basically dedicate his life to her and guess what? He did just that.

❦ I could go on more but as this post turn out longer than I anticipated I will end it her on this note. Michael to me is the perfect representation of a complex character, he is a product of cause and effect and it shines through alot through the series. I wanna finish by saying that I am in no way shape or form defending his actions but simply highlighting and explaining them.

[tonberry-yoda]

OMG HIII its saya helicopter anon!

heres another request for crocdad i hope this will be fun for you to write

What if we have caiman as a teen

Who is now shy to express his love like other teens unlike before :')

AYO BRING IN THE SCENARIO

✨kabooms✨

Reader is sad and is experiencing burn out so croc silently tries to comfort her, he is facing the open door from their bedroom and y/n is facing the other side and they are just hugging in silence standing

Awkward teen caiman walks past and sees the whole thing and is concerned for his mom but doesnt know how to help and he was about to sneak away to give them moment, he accidentally held eye contact with his dad

They doing the eyebrow and eye communication yu kno

Croc asks him to stay and comfort his mother andden

Caiman says hell no i can't, ill help you later and was about to walk away when croc goes "CAIMAN?"

Bro dashed away to reply to appear like he wasnt there and was chilling in his room

"YEAH?!"

"GET ME A GLASS OF WATER"

And boom from there croc silently guides caiman to act like a gentleman silently and guides him to comfort y/n

Like get her flowers, hug her, cook her something or something

What a gentlemanman :')

Again, you can take 1% of this idea, maybe it sparked smth or not take this request at all

HAVE A NICE DAYYYY

Just know that Im proud of yu ✨ :)

-🚁

Croc as a Father - Part 8

notes - I AM SO HAPPY THAT I KEEP GETTING THESE! I really love this series and I am so glad that a lot of people really love it too! Helicopter anon, thank you for the amazing idea! I am really glad I am here to write it for you <3 Have a super day and stay hydrated! EDIT: I just finished the fic and this has to be my best one yet! I really need to keep writing this series it is too damn fun! word count - 774 tags - @bari-saxxy

Caiman grew up to be a handsome young man. Dark hair just like his father and eyes just like his mother. But growing up made him harsher too. His goal was to become a warlord, like his father had formally been, so he toughened up a bit. He was tall and skinny, unlike his father, but he dressed just about the same and even slicked back his hair. Rings covered his fingers and through teenage rebellion, he even started smoking cigarettes.

He was a bit more to himself - his only real friend being the bananagator you and your husband had given him for his birthday so many years ago - but he didn't mind because in the end, he was working now and he would always be working to get his goal, no matter what.

None of the changes of your sweet boy bothered you - though you wish he wouldn't smoke in the house so much. But he definitely was his father's son, that was for sure.

What was bothering you, however, was the burnout you had been experiencing lately. Work had really taken a turn for the worse as you and Croc got older and both of you could barely keep up, especially since you were wanted by the Marines. Running and running without a break, you could barely see how your son was doing anymore.

Finally, you had enough.

"Crocodile, I don't want to live like this anymore." you cried, hiccupping on your own tears. You sat on your bed with your face buried in your hands while Crocodile sat on a chair in front of you.

"Darling," he placed his hand on your back and rubbed in circles. "I know you don't. And I don't either, but right now, we don't have a choice."

Caiman was walking past the door to get some breakfast when he heard your sobs coming from the room. He stopped at the door and peeked in. He didn't know what to do. The old Caiman would've immediately ran to your side, but something in him couldn't do that anymore. So he just watched, trying to hide that he was slightly tearing up from hearing you cry. Now that he thought about it, he had never really seen you cry before.

While Crocodile was comforting you, he looked up and made direct eye contact with Caiman, who jumped back a bit. Croc signaled with his eyes for Caiman to come in, but he shook his head.

Before the boy could dash away, Crocodile shouted, "Hey Caiman?!" And smirked.

Caiman ran off and from the other room yelled back, "Yeah?!"

"Could you bring me a glass of cold water please?!"

Caiman groaned under his breath, but reluctantly called back, "Yeah!"

A few minutes later, Caiman came in with a nice glass of cold water and Crocodile pulled up a chair for him. He handed you the water and you thanked him, sniffling.

As you were taking a couple of sips, Crocodile leaned down to Caiman's ear and whispered, "I'm going to clean your mother's work-space so she doesn't feel overloaded. Comfort her, okay?"

"But I don't know how to do that!" he whispered back.

"Make her something to eat. Ask her how she is. You know exactly what to do, Caiman, but you're just too scared to do it. Nothing makes a warlord like a gentleman, okay?"

Caiman just nodded and watched his father walk out of the room. He took a deep breath and ran his hands down his face.

You looked over at your son and went to apologize for crying, but he stopped you.

"What's wrong, mom?" he asked, wrapping a blanket over your shoulders.

"Just a lot going on," you chuckled, wiping your own tears. "Being out on the seas isn't easy."

"Yeah, I know." he laughed.

"Are you sure you're prepared to live like this?" you asked.

"Of course I am. And I am more than willing to help, mom. I don't want you or dad to be stressed out. Just let me know if you need anything. I can't become a warlord without you guys. We're family. I need you."

You teared up. Your son had grown up to be so beautiful.

"Thank you, Caiman." you said, pulling him into your arms.

"Do you want something to eat?" he asked, standing up.

"That sounds wonderful, baby."

He pressed a kiss to your forehead and told you that he loved you all while his father watched with a proud smile through the crack of the door.

You both raised an amazing young man who was bound to do great things, you just knew it.

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[midwestmade29]

For the Both of Us 🧡

Just a sweet story about Hangman 🥰 Not gonna lie, I'm pretty excited about this one 🤭🖤

Word Count: 1,888 Divider by: @saradika-graphics *GIF is not mine

Disclaimers: Just a couple of curse words, that's it! 🙂

This story is written from the POV of Hangman Adam Page 🤠

Fiction

Hangman has a very important question to ask Y/N's father...

Today’s the day. I’m going to ask Y/N’s father for his permission to marry her. We haven’t been together for very long, but there’s no doubt in my mind that she’s the one! I’ve met all her family, and they seem to like me just fine. Her dad is a different story. He doesn’t like my career choice; he says he doesn’t understand it. He’s been vocal about his dislike for the way I dress and my longer hair, and our opinions and views on things don’t always match up. There is one thing we do have in common though, and that’s our love we have for Y/N. 

After sitting in my truck for the last 15 minutes trying to calm my racing heart, I finally put one foot in front of the other and knocked on the front door. Y/N’s mother opened it and greeted me with a smile and a hug. I handed her the wildflowers I had picked on my way over as I crossed the threshold. 

I had called her a few days ago to let her in on my plan and she was thrilled! My ear is still ringing a little from the loud shriek she let out. “It’s good to see you, sweetie! Y/N’s dad is about to come in from the fields for lunch if you want to wait with me in the kitchen. I can fix you something to eat too, get you a beer to calm your nerves? Maybe something stronger? I’ll even have one with you!” Y/N’s mother seemed just as nervous as I was with the way she was rambling, but I still appreciated her kindness. She’s who Y/N gets her loving and caring nature from. “I’ll take you up on that beer. Thanks,” I smiled. She opened the two beers and clinked her bottle to mine before we each took a swig. 

Sitting and waiting for Y/N’s father was tortuous as the minutes ticked on. I was fidgeting on the barstool and my palms were sweaty. I kept going over what I wanted to say to him in my head while trying to maintain small talk with Y/N’s mother. She gave her best effort trying to soothe my nerves, her words of comfort were making me feel better, “Now I know Y/N’s father can be a bit of a hard ass, but I also know he just wants what’s best for his little girl. I see the way you and Y/N look at each other, how she lights up whenever you walk into a room. She’s completely smitten with you Adam! I’ve never seen her happier than she is with you,” I can’t hide my stupid grin, even when I try to by pressing my beer bottle against my lips. I’ve got it so bad for this girl.

Our casual conversation came to a halt when the back door opened and the sound of heavy boots hitting the floor echoed through the small hallway leading to the kitchen. “Somethin’ sure smells good in here,” Y/N’s father called out. The slight smile he had on his face when he looked at his wife quickly faded when he noticed me sitting at the counter. Y/N’s mother cleared her throat, breaking the silence that had suddenly fallen around the 3 of us, “Hi honey! Your lunch is ready, want me to get it for you? Adam here wanted to have a little chat with you too. He was just telling me all about this week’s wrestling show, weren’t you sweetie?” I smiled and nodded in her direction; my mouth now felt as dry as a desert. With a low groan, Y/N’s father spoke up, “Well, come on son. I don’t have all day; the fields still need tending to and I didn’t set aside much time for a lunch break. Let me wash up real quick and I’ll meet you in the living room,”

The ticking coming from the clock on the mantel was deafening while I sat and twiddled my thumbs on the couch. I practically jumped out of my skin when Y/N’s father made his presence known suddenly, “Let’s get things going, son. What’s on your mind that’s so important you felt the need to interrupt a hard-workin’ man’s lunchtime?” From his tone and the way he plopped down in his favorite recliner, I could already tell he was in no mood for small talk or beating around the bush. I swallowed my nerves and got right to it, “I know time is of the essence for you sir, so I’ll try and make this quick. I came here today to ask for your blessing. I want to ask your daughter to marry me,” My voice came out a lot shakier than I wanted it to. “Y/N is everything to me, and I want nothing more than for her to be my wife. It’s important to her, and to me to have your blessing,”

Y/N’s father seemed to be lost in thought, or possibly avoiding the topic at hand. The stillness in the room threatened to make me insane, but I wasn’t quite sure how to navigate this conversation. I said the first thing that popped in my head next, “Sir, I know you don’t like me much, but I am a good man. I can’t imagine how hard it is to give permission to someone who wants to take something that means the whole world to you away. I work hard and I’m good at what I do. I’m an honorable man and I will strive every day to be everything your daughter needs. I support her dreams, the vision she has for her future. She’s all I’ve ever wanted in a spouse, a best friend. I can’t promise that things will always be easy, but I promise to love her enough for the both of us,”

The man continued to sit in the chair, stiff as a board. I’m convinced he was enjoying making me squirm while I waited for him to show any kind of life. I was just about to excuse myself to leave, but when he eventually spoke up, his words stopped me in my tracks. “Are you sure you’re not proposin’ to me son? Them’s some romantic words you just said to me. You’re shit outta luck if you are cause’ I’ve been happily married for 40 years,” his tone and expression unreadable. “Excuse me?” I asked full of confusion. The laugh he let out came from deep in his belly and only continued to grow as he took in the dumbfounded look I had on my face. When he caught his breath, he decided to put an end to my suffering, “I’m just yanking your chain boy! You’ll have to forgive me for my piss poor joke. It’s not every day I have someone askin’ me for my daughter’s hand in marriage,” He pushed the leg rest down and stood up, still chuckling to himself as he walked over to me. I joined in, laughing nervously as I rose to my feet too. “Before you go on and say somethin’ else, I have somethin’ I want to say too,” he explained. I nodded my head, looking him in the same rich brown eyes that Y/N has and let him say his peace. “I know I give you heck whenever you’re around. It’s just the way this old stubborn farmer is I suppose. You can ask my wife, she’ll confirm just how stubborn and set in my ways I am,”

“I know that’s right!” Y/N’s mother called out from nearby. We both shared a genuine laugh at his expense before he continued, “Y/N is my baby girl, my pride and joy. We’ve had a special bond ever since she was little and sometimes it’s hard for this old man to accept that she’s not so little anymore. I know you’re a good man, son and I know she loves you just as much as you do her. I guess what I’m gettin’ at is, I’ll give you my blessing, but I have a couple of conditions,” His face went back to serious which made me swallow hard and shift on my feet a little bit, but at this point I was about to agree to whatever this man wanted as long as it meant I could marry Y/N. “Okay, sure. What are your conditions?”

“One is, you’re gonna have to explain this wrestling stuff to me again. Help me understand what exactly it is you do. Two is, you’ll talk to Y/N and her mother and convince them to let me wear my boots with whatever get up they’re gonna want me to wear to the wedding. There ain’t no way I’m cramming these size 13’s in a pair of dress shoes,” The relief I felt when he smiled a genuine smile was immediate. All tension felt like it had left the room, and it was as if a new leaf had been turned. I returned his smile, grinning from ear to ear when my brain finally registered what he just said. My words rushed out as happiness washed over me, “Yes sir! I think that can be arranged. You’ve got yourself a deal,”

I extended my hand to him, and he gripped it firmly, shaking it swiftly before pulling me in for a hug. “Well, it’s settled then. I give you my blessing to ask Y/N to marry you. Looks like there’s gonna be a wedding soon!” he sang. Y/N’s mother clapped and cheered as she entered the room, her eyes glossed over with happiness as she embraced me tightly for the second time today. “Oh honey, I’m so happy for you two! Y/N is gonna make the most beautiful bride, and you’ll be the most handsome groom! Oh! Show me the ring sweetie! Please tell me you brought the ring with you!” the excitement in her mother’s voice was contagious, it made Y/N’s father and I laugh at her very animated antics. “It’s uh, actually out in my truck but I’d be happy to go and get it,” I offered. Before she could answer, Y/N’s father spoke up for the last time of the day, “And that son is my cue to get back to the fields. I trust you’ll let us know when you’re planning on popping the question,” “Of course, sir. I’ll keep you guys in the loop,” With a pat on my shoulder and a nod, he made his way back to the kitchen and out the back door. I knew it wouldn’t be long before Y/N would be arriving since she had promised to help her mother with some of the farm chores, so I rushed out to my truck and grabbed the ring box. I opened it and the small diamond sparkled in the sun, causing me to grin at the thought of it doing the same thing once I slide it on my future bride’s finger. When I was finally able to make my leave, I smiled like an idiot the entire drive home. I started to picture Y/N in a fancy white dress walking down the aisle, right to me. I don’t know what I ever did in life to deserve an angel like her, but I’m so damn lucky she’s mine.

[ghost-of-you]

Ima hop in talking to throw my two sense about this major break that’s coming up for 5sos, anonymously as someone who runs a anonymous 5sos confessions blog.

There’s a lot of new people in this fandom who’ve never experienced a 5sos break, and still have trauma from either 1D or other bands who took a break and then disbanded before the reunion. Or are fans of bands who are also in a limbo and are worried about what’s going to happen. (Looking at 1975 fans, I wish the best for yall)

And I’m a mixture of both! I was here for the first break, but drifted into other music genres during it, and kinda forgot about 5sos for a while, but came back within the last 3 years.

Plus for those who were here for the first break - there’s a lot of different factors that add into the uncertainty this time, like Michael becoming a dad!

There’s a lot of feelings being thrown around in the music industry of what happens before/during breaks that adds to what a break means now vs when the first break happened. It’s just… a lot.

Okay, look, I'm nice and I'm understanding but right now I'm gonna sound like a bitch and I don't care. Whatever experience anyone has with any other band doesn't matter. What happened with one direction is different from what is happening with the 1975, that's different from what happened with big time rush, that's different from what happened to why don't we, that's different from what happened to the Jonas brothers, I can keep going but you catch my drift. They are different bands, formed by different people, in different ways, with different believes and way to make music. No one thought backstreet boys were ever gonna come back and they just did a world tour, NSYNC was seen together just last month for the first time in YEARS, bands can take breaks and reform and regroup and move on if they want. I think this expectation that you're owed content all of the time is crazy. Album cycles shouldn't be just month long things. They should be allowed to work on something for longer. They should be allowed to not tour every 6 months. 5sos released 5 album in 10 years. An album every 2 years is a fucking good number. But even if it takes them another 2, 3, 5 years, it's their right as humans to take as much space as they want. I understand why people might be scared, but no one has the right to demand anything from anyone. Maybe Luke and Ashton will release more solo music, maybe they'll go on a tour, maybe Calum will drop a poetry book, maybe we won't see them for 5 years and then they'll announce the announcement of a new song. They can do whatever they want. You can't honestly expect to have access or content or tour at all times. They are grown men with lives and families who worked hard to learn how to exist outside a band they started when they were teenagers.

And yes, Michael is gonna be a father, but one, he's not the first musician ever to have a kid so that doesn't mean anything, but you also can't expect him to not be there for his daughter. Baby girl Clifford should be his priority but in nowhere is stated that you can't be a father and a musician.

And to compare 5sos to one direction is not a fair comparison, one direction was formed in a reality show by people who only wanted to explore them. 5sos were friends first and they are still friends first. Maybe they won't drop an album every year anymore. Maybe they won't make a tour with 101 concerts in less than 8 months. But that doesn't make them any less of a band, it they are doing shorter tours and longer album cycles.

Also, if they break up, they broke up, we can't force them to stay a band.

But I stand by the fact that these men went through quarantine, lost a whole record with calm due to an internal error, dropped their label, their management, both Ashton and Luke released solo albums, with Luke signing a 3 record deal if I'm not mistaken , Michael got signed as a dj and a producer, and they still released a whole album independently that was made the way they wanted. If they were gonna stop being a band they would've done in it in 2020. They're allowed whatever breaks they want or need. They are real humans. And they are not one direction.

But this break they are taking is something that they planned around it, or do you think it's an accident the tour ended just in time for Michael to be back home for the birth of his daughter? This tour wasn't scheduled, they could've not done it. But they chose to do it. But to look at them and accuse of being about to breakup and lying about it because they are taking a break for a very specific and unbelievably valid reason is bullshit.

I don't care about whatever trauma you may have about other bands. What happened to other bands happened to other bands. You can't make a different situation about them because it's never gonna be the same because there's different people involved.

Is their life. Their choice. We're just along for the ride. It's a hell of a good one so far and if this is it so be it. It's their choice.

And honestly, if you're actually this affected by one direction breaking up and this is not just some exaggeration for the bit or a joke, get help.

[iamyouknow-yours]

I've seen a few people trying to decide between getting a mobility scooter and an electric wheelchair.

Mobility scooters are cheaper but both are expensive. I'm gonna tell you about my scooter and my experience with it. I have the CTM HS-115 scooter. She is red and has 3 wheels. I'll include photos at the end plus a bonus photo of my cat sitting on it.

Things:

The turning circle!!! My house has narrow passages and it can be quite difficult to maneuver the scooter because of the turning circle. Especially when I'm having a bad brain fog day. I have gotten better at maneuvering though.

Wheelchairs have a turning circle of themselves. My scooter has one that is I think around a metre? I don't remember, my memory is bad.

Also it has this really annoying function where it can't be pushed even on pushing mode if it isn't on perfectly flat ground because the automatic braking system kicks in.

I'd also have a look at the amount of rise any mobility aid you are looking at can go over because when entering inaccessible buildings (like my house, I have to lift it up/get someone else to lift it for me.

Some of these problems would not be fixed by getting not a mobility scooter but some would.

My back sometimes hurts if I'm in it for a while (because the back rest is not very tall) but I've fixed this by having a cushion and remembering to lean back all the way.

To be clear though I love my scooter. She is very useful and has loads of benefits.

And I don't know any of the downsides of a power chair because I have no lived experience with one.

She can go on pretty rough terrain. She's pretty sturdy. I've taken her to the park near my house and round my friend's garden. As well as more obvious places like the mall.

Only time I've had an issue was when I went to this very hilly place where the ground sloped to the side and then she didn't want to brake.

The driving system means I can switch which hand I use plus my friend can walk next to me and maneuver me.

There's enough space by my feet that I can put my backpack there too.

It's fit in every car I've tried it in with just regular disassembly. Except my friend's dad's two seater car but then he disassembled it more using Tools™ and it fit.

It has good battery life, it hasn't run out on me.

The system for viewing how much battery you have left is bad though. It has 3 lights (red, orange, green) and supposedly the green turns off then the orange then the red and it's dead. But me and my friends can never figure out which lights are on and which are off.

It has a blue warning light which flashes in various sequences when something is wrong. I've had the scooter for several months and have never had it flash.

Fastest speed is 6km/h which is like someone jogging.

I got them to remove the beeping it makes when it reverses because that was Terrible.

The only customisation I've done to mine so far is put stickers that tell me which direction (forwards or backwards) the controls make it go. Because it's the opposite on the left and right. Which makes it easier if you want to swap hands or have a friend maneuver you but I need the stickers to tell me which way to push or pull the lever.

I am looking for ideas on how to customise her so please give suggestions. If anyone has suggestions on how to make the back rest taller that would be so appreciated.

Please include your own advice in the reblogs/replies. Looking forward to advice for future wheelchair users who need it.

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLhADVL2AiGX-gwr9ekt_SJC-UcURkXCOP

That's a playlist from the british youtuber Jessica Kellgren-Fozard. It's 4 videos of her trying out and picking a mobility aid. Includes useful advice and tips. And then 1 excellent video talking about mobility aids and "giving up". That video was quite useful in convincing various family members that that was not what I was doing by getting my scooter.

My scooter's name is Atalanta after the woman from Greek mythology who could run faster than any man. I think I'm very funny.

My cane is in the background of some of the photos because I rest it next to my scooter.

[hyunnieshannie]

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Chapter 6: Dating Apps

Pairing: Han Jisung x AFAB. Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

General Synopsis: Your ex? Shitty. Your family? Worse. Your best friend? Left for a tour in the middle of one of the worst times of your life. How are you meant to deal with planning what should have been your wedding, dealing with your family, and pretending like you're not falling apart all on your own?

General Warnings: Idol!Jisung, mentions of other Idols (P1Harmony/Seventeen), all views on these idols are purely fictional. Idol AU. Mentions of cheating, mentions of smoking and drug use (weed and cigarettes), Mentions of drinking, angst, self esteem issues, depression. Y/N is older than Jisung. (I'm sorry for the jokes that come out of this) (any tags I missed please feel free to let me know! More tags to be added as the story goes on.)

A/N: Smaller chapter again <3

“So Y/N, I got your rsvp but I didn’t see a name for your date,” Leah smugly says through the phone. You had sent out your response to the save-the-date, opting to simply check the box off that you’d be bringing someone with you, leaving the name box empty. It was honestly better to leave it blank, than to have written a name only for you to show up with no one. 

“Ah, I figured it’d be a surprise. Didn’t want dad looking into him or anything.” You lied. It was a situation that both Leah and yourself knew could happen. It wouldn’t have been the first time your father had gone ahead and looked into someone you were seeing. The first time you had brought a boy's name up he had ended up finding out everything about him in two days. Only for your father to disapprove of him instantly, warning you that if you continued to see someone of such a ‘low income household’ that you’d be destined to end up just like him. ‘Poor,’ and ‘Living in a one floor home in some shitty part of the city.’. 

“I see,” Leah responded disapprovingly, “Well then what should I have placed on the nameplate?” You could practically hear the grin she was one hundred percent wearing. Once more, Leah felt that she had the upper hand. “Shall I set your names as Miss. Y/N & Mr. No name?” she chuckles, 

“Just write it down as Y/N and Guest.” You sighed, 

“As you wish, sister.” The silence between the two of you was heavy, you know exactly what she’s thinking. “Ah,” Leah sighs, “Y/N it’s okay if you’re coming alone, honestly no one would be surprised or anything.” 

Not today. Today you wouldn’t let her get under your skin more than she already has. Today you’ll just be amicable, and hope she’ll just leave the topic be. “Anyways Leah I have to go, I promised my friends I’d go out with them.” 

“Mmm,” she hummed, “Avoiding your problems is never good but you should know that by now.” 

“Alright Leah, I’ll talk to you later.” You didn’t give her the chance to respond before hanging up the phone, falling back on to your bed and letting out a loud sigh. 

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“You look out of it.” Maddy sighs, as she sets her fork down. Autumn gives her a concerned look. You haven’t been fully there, physically sure. Mentally you’d been spaced out the entire time, missing conversation queues or just completely zoning out and missing the whole conversation itself. 

“Huh? Yeah, I’m fine,” you say, shaking your head at them, attempting to shake the cobwebs from your mind and focus on your friends.

“Yeah see, no you’re not.” Autumn chirped, “I don’t think I’ve seen you this silent since the first time we met.” 

“Since you first moved in actually.” Mini sighs, “Is it still the wedding thing?” 

“Wait, you’re still going to that?” Maddy whipped her head in your direction, staring at you with wide eyes, 

“She’s my sister, I kind of have to go. And I’m still the maid of honour..” you sigh, wringing your fingers together.

“You don’t ‘kind of have to go’. If you don’t want to go, don’t go,” Mini huffs, crossing her arms over her chest and pouting.

“My family would have a shit-fit if I don’t show up,” you sigh loudly and flop back into your chair, “my sister just said some shit that- I don’t know, I guess it got to me.” 

“When isn’t she saying shit to get to you though?” Maddy questioned, 

“Fair point, but everything’s just getting to me a bit more than usual,” you pick up your fork and start tapping it across your plate, poking and moving your food around in front of you.

“Well, what’d she say this time to set you off?” Mini asked, noticing your foot anxiously bouncing up and down.

“Something along the lines of me still being in love with Jeonghan, and how I have refused to date anyone else because I’m too busy being in love with him and working on my ‘Music’ as she put it; let alone earlier she called to talk about my rsvp, and she said it was fine if I didn’t have a date, that no one expected for me to even have one. All in all she’s just calling me lonely.” You let out in one breath, everything that had accumulated finally falling out. 

“Wow, ok what the fuck,” Maddy’s jaw was slightly ajar in shock, shaking her head in disbelief.

“That’s a lot to unpack.” Autumn sighed, “Well real question, and I hope you don’t mind me asking but are you still in love with Jeonghan?” the minute the question fell from Autumn’s lips, Mini almost choked on her drink. Looking at Autumn with a face which read ‘We don’t ask that’.

“No, I’m not in love with him. He broke my heart so that ship has long sailed,”

“You deserve better than him honestly, good for you.” Autumn smiled, 

“Well then, are you taking up my idea on taking the leebits to the wedding?” Mini laughed, 

“Leebits? To a wedding?” Maddy coughed, 

“Can we be serious for just a second, Min?” Autumn sighed,

“I mean if a leebit could magically turn into a fully grown man then I would 100% take one with me,”

“Too much chaos, that rabbit is the incarnation of pure evil. I’d bring PuppyM.” Mini laughed, 

“Shouldn't you be bringing a Jiniret?” 

“Jinnie might be my boyfriend, but puppyM is my favourite skzoo so, no.” Mini shook her head, “Anyways,Y/N you still have about three months until the wedding; I’m not even sure why she made the deadline so soon for the rsvp but you have exactly three months and one week until the event, that is enough time to figure out the date situation.” You looked down to your phone, opening the calendar app. Three months, and one week until the wedding. Leah had really rushed it. Weddings take so much time to plan, so much preparation and yet she chose the soonest possible date she could. Leave it to her to absolutely need to rush everything. 

Leah has always been impulsive. The sooner she gets what she wants the better. In this case, maybe it was just the want to have the wedding; or it could be something else. Leah had successfully taken your man. Who’s to say someone else wouldn’t be able to do the exact same? Would someone swoop in and take him from her? Was that something she worried about? Was that something that plagued her mind? Was he always so easily swayed?

“You know,” Maddy smiled, “you could always let me set you up on some blind dates.” 

“Blind…dates?” 

“Or she could just suck it up and ask one of the boys.” Mini shrugged, 

“I’m not cursing them.” You sighed, “maybe a blind date wouldn’t be bad.” The idea of meeting new people was never one you quite enjoyed, but being set up on a blind date might be a better idea than going through the pain of downloading those dating apps that never seemed to work. Swiping into oblivion only to find maybe one or two matches. None of which could ever hold a proper conversation, without instantly thinking with their dick. 

Men on online apps cannot be trusted. They want nothing more than someone to spend a night with. They have expectations. Crude expectations that usually result in him buying dinner, and you being expected to provide some sort of ‘service’ to ‘repay’ said ‘kindness’.  Only once has a dating app proven itself useful to you, and still in the end. He left you for your sister. 

So yeah, how much worse could it get than that? Perhaps being set up on a blind date would be best, at least then the person arranging the date knows what both parties are looking for. Right?

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[absolutebl]

This Week in BL - Ending the Year FINE & simple

Dec 2022 Wk 4

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying the most.

Ongoing Series - Thai

Never Let Me Go (Tues YT) 3 of 12 - Butler Dad (v.2) is going to be a problem, I can tell. Chimon is a cute, if suspicious, flirt. Palm, on the other hand, is the gentlest flirt imaginable. He wants spoiled prince + attack dog dynamic so bad. As, indeed, do I. 

Between Us (Sun iQIYI) 8 of 12 - still enjoying it very much, annoyed by filler couples, WATCH ALONG HERE.

609 Bedtime Story (Fri WeTV) 6 of 11 - Oh, I see! The Mint storyline is to give more characters motivation to murder Dew. It’s all set up. How clumsy. Meanwhile, we got a confession right on schedule, classic romance beats. 

I Will Knock You (Fri Gaga) 7 of 12 - Whatever. 

Remember Me (Sun Gaga) 12 of 14 - Honestly? I’d DNF this show but its almost done and I've watched 12 already. Sunk cost fallacy in action. I’m not going to make this mistake with this production house again. JaFirst cry well, but I’m vetting and binging these in future.  

My School President (Fri YT) 5 of 10 - no ep this week, resumes Jan 6

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

The New Employee (Korea Weds Viki) 2 of 8 - It’s giving me life, this one. Pining boss. Drunk lesbian bestie of awesome. Plus gay player (former college heartthrob) is a fun background for the faen fatal, not to mention rainbow rice cakes. COME ON. RAINBOW RICE CAKES! 

HIStory 5: Love in the Future (Taiwan Thurs Viki) 1 of 20 - A cheerful kid from 1999 travels to 2022, works as a deliveryman, and meets an heir with a domineering personality. Directed by Nancy Chen (HIStory 4, Papa & Daddy). The time travel premise is interesting, the leads are giving me whipping boy vibes, but I don’t like seme’s stalker energy. It feels very HIStory franchise which means it could go any direction but sensible and I’m expecting problematic tropes. However! The sides are GREAT - they’re an office romance boss/intern relationship. And this is 20 full episodes so we will get plenty of them. Also, is that Taiwan I see giving us a femme character? I am all amazement. I think I like this show, actually. (Note; will be referring to this as H5 going forward.) 

The Director Who Buys Me Dinner (Korea Thurs iQIYI) 5-6 of 10 - Is there a not very small part of me that wishes this were a love story between the earnest assistant baby boi, and the older anxiety-riddled rockstar? Yes. Although I did not expect Korea to go there with the lipstick mark AND an actually gay idol. What alternate reality are we currently living in? Also, is every character in this show slightly insane? Yes. Is every actor in this show slightly too pretty for my emotional well-being? Also, yes. Bring it on 2023. 

Candy Color Paradox AKA Ameiro Paradox (Japan Fri Gaga) 3 of 8 - I think I just don’t like the photographer character much (although he’s very typically Japanese tsundere seme). Really quite a good kiss though, for Japan. On the flip side, it was nice to see the reporter being good at his job (competency porn is a very underused trope in BL). Then we get confession, immediate retraction, and a disbelief counter attack. Then more kisses. Huh. This isn’t progressing how I expect. And that’s kinda nice too. Oh Japan, you so cute & trixie. 

It’s Airing But I’m Not Watching It

Love Bill (Vietnam Sat YT) - Bah Vinh is back but I’m too distracted. Also there’s a lot of fund raising stuff going on with them. I’ll wait and binge.

The Star Always Follow You (Vietnam YT) - same Team RL peeps we have seen before (Sunshine, Stupid)

Till the World Ends (Thai YT) 10 eps - it seems to be good but I don’t know about the ending with that kind of title, so I’m waiting.

Moonlight Chicken GMMTV’s Midnight series (Weds YT) 1 of 8 eventually - first segment has begun bit it’s not the EarthMix messy gays. Sorry all, I’m so not interested in messy hets, so I’m waiting until they grace my screen.

In Case You Missed It

Coffee Melody special feat TitNuea & Jean like it’s counterpart was rather dull, but I find this a more appealing couple than the mains so I liked it better. 

Moments Of Love - featuring SmartJames AKA LeonPhob from Don't Say No) from Foremorfilm Production supposedly aired Dec 24 directed by Golf Tanwarin (609 Bedtime Story and The Eclipse). But it has no rating on MDL so I guess not? 

Next Week Looks Like This:

2023 forthcoming BL master post is in the works... wait for it... I’m doing all the 2022 wrap ups first. Also waiting for the last of the studio announcements. 

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

Mujigae-tteok (Korean rainbow rice cake) - a new item has entered my never ending food quest list. 

OhmFluke do domesticity well, gotta give them that. 

Quick end of year thoughts on 2022 BL & the future of these weekly posts: 

Honestly? Overall it’s been a fine year for BL with some good shows & and some ho shows, and also a lot of dross. But the most notable aspect was the overwhelming quantity to keep up with. My work world is opening back up with tons of travel. This plus my recent revelation that I actually prefer binge watching (especially the lower quality stuff) means that I can’t keep up with BL if it keeps up this insane pace. 

So in 2023 you can expect me to try to keep these weeklies updated with what’s airing, of course, but also pull back on how many I personally watch and summate. 

In 2022, BL sort of became my 2nd job, and it doesn't pay well enough for that.

All that said I think... 

2023 is going to be GOOD for BL. Happy new year! 

(last week)

Current Kpop earworm? I’ve been in a “beastly” mood recently so it’s Lee Gikwang’s (Beast, Highlight) Don’t Close Your Eyes. I forgot how fucking banging that opening rift is. Thank you Kpop gods for putting the 2nd gens through the ever eternal slut phase. 

Now just put them all though a BL phase and we’re golden. Yes, I am thinking of Unintentional Love Story (Gongchan B1A4), why do you ask? 

[boldlyvoid]

a dirty dancing hotch fic you say?

I UNO reversed this one so Aaron is Baby and the Reader is one of the dancers at Kellermans

It’s kinda hard to miss him. 

From the moment he rolls up behind his family's car on a motorcycle, every girl at the resort had ideas about what they’d like to do with him during summer vacation. Both the goody-goody girls with daddy’s money, seeing the resort as a waste of their time when they could be partying, and the servant girls who needed this job to live through the other 3 seasons of the year, were captivated by the new man. 

“Really, he’s just another white boy with brown hair, he’s not special,” Y/N shoved the shoulder of a co-worker whose jaw hit the floor. 

“He’s the older Hotchner boy, we haven’t seen him in a few years,” another voice explains. Sandy… Y/N turns to see her and then turns right back around. 

“Yeah, I’m sure there’s a reason,” she’s snippy. Never able to share a nice word with Sandy, not since she stole her solo this year at the Carlton. 

Every year the 2 best dancers are sent to the neighbouring resort to give a performance, and it has a huge payout. It’s normally given to the most senior, dedicated dancer to Kellerman’s, which would’ve been Y/N if Sandy didn’t start dating the owner's son for the season. She did it on purpose, she rubbed it in, and she clearly had a thing for this Hotchner guy. 

So Y/N walked right over to him, with a smile on her face and a pep in her step, “Welcome to Kellerman’s, where friendships are born,” she gives the cheesy tagline and watches the smile take over his face. “Anything I can do to help you settle in?” 

He just looks her up at down, “You’re not dressed like the wait staff…” 

“I’m with the entertainment crew,” she corrects, “but it looks like all the girls are too busy staring at your ass in those leather chaps to actually help move your luggage to your cabin.” 

“Finally,” his father's voice draws her attention away, “here, we’re going to the Presidential Suite.” He puts 2 dress bags in her arms and then 4 boxes of shoes on top. 

“Dad,” he looks like he’s ready to swing at him. “She’s not a servant.” 

“She offered, didn’t ya sweetheart?” 

She nods, not sure how to deal with conflict or old rich men. 

He rolls his eyes and takes the shoe boxes, “come on,” he points in the direction of their usual cabin, so it would seem. “I’m sorry about him.” 

“Is he usually like that or was it a long drive?” 

“Both,” he sighs, “I’m Aaron by the way, most people call me Hotch, though.” 

“Y/N,” she smiles, “I heard it's been a few summers since you’ve been here?” 

“I went to college,” he doesn’t go into detail. “I just got into Law School, Dad thought it would be nice to have two weeks off but I think he just wanted to make sure he has enough time to convince me to go to his choice school.” 

“Rich boy problems,” she teases him. Reaching the VIP suites, she opens the presidential door and places the bags on the main bed, “my parents didn’t want me to be a dancer full time, but look at me now.” 

“What did they want you to do?” 

She shrugs, “I’ll tell you when I figure it out. Till then, dancing pays the bills and there’s free lodging here.” 

He takes her hand before she can head back to help bring more luggage to his family's room, “come on, let’s get out of here.” 

“I can’t,” she tugs her hand away, “if I bring enough bags here, your dad might give me a 20 and I could buy some snacks for the week.” 

“I get it,” he looks upset, probably feeling used like all the other girls make him feel. He just walks off into the woods, taking the chance of them being friends with him. 

[wjehfshs]

I forgot to take my meds so I’m gonna do some silly short imagines/scenarios with COD and DBH characters x reader

Warnings??: swearing. Cringe and uncreative :3, but I’m having fun so… reader being chaotic and silly

Mentions of smoking/cigars at one point and blood at one point but not too bad

A really fucked up looking cake made by reader and Connor

Somewhat Connor x reader

Price being basically the dad of everyone

Hank and Connor being the best father son duo

Hank kinda being a father figure overall

Hank also creating an abomination

OOC Connor??? Sorta??? Idk if headcanons about Deviant Connor count as OOC we don’t really see much of Deviant Connors personality.

COD imagines

Reader: who’s got their hands on their favourite food and they’re devouring it (may or may not be inspired by me at dinner earlier today)

Everyone else: looking on in fear and awe, their food basically untouched as reader is basically oblivious to the world

Soap: “Jesus fuckin Christ lad/lass, could ya slow down?! It’s givin’ me a stomach ache just looking at ya”

Reader: who stops dead in their tracks, food stuffed in their mouth as they are mid chew, fork with more food on it held up in midair as if they are about to take another bite. And they start slowly chewing again as they slowly descend back into their episode of shovelling food down their throat

Soap: “that’s fuckin it, bloody hell im eatin in my room” as he picks up his plate and walks off

Reader: walking back inside with a plastic tub that seems to be wet and heavy.

Price: “what have you done this time.”

Reader: “noooothing” they smile a little to themselves as they try to conceal their laughter

Price: “let me look in the tub. Now.”

Reader: backing off not wanting to make him angry.

Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Rudy, Alejandro, and Graves: All siting peacefully in the main area.

Price: in the background “Why the fuck did you bring a fucking baby Shark inside?!”

Ghost: covered in glitter, absolutely pissed beyond belief “would you like to tell me why there was a bucket of glitter sat on top of my door?!”

Reader: “well that’s actually a funny story you see…” starts booking it in the opposite direction

Ghost: chasing after them at full speed, still covered in glitter, leaving a glitter trail behind him.

Everyone: very confused as to why there is a glitter trail eventually leading to a locked door with a glitter covered Ghost banging on it with reader crying/laughing behind it out of both fear and it being the funniest shit they have seen all day

COD headcanons

I like to imagine Gaz really likes Beyoncé so if he’s ever put on cleaning duty he will wait until everyone’s asleep and he’ll listen to Beyoncé with his headphones on while cleaning, he’s definitely been caught a couple times by Price or Graves or something. He never lived it down but it still didn’t stop his love for Beyoncé.

Soap really loves olives, like, REALLY loves them so much so to the point where every time they get a supply of Olives they have to lock them away so Soap doesn’t take them too his room and eat them all in one sitting (side note: I hate olives, I really fucking hate olives)

Ghost likes hello kitty because it reminds him of the softer things in life (which he doesn’t really get to see much I can imagine) so back at home he has a bunch of hello kitty stuff such as plushies all placed neatly on his bed along with some other stuff like bed sheets, but he refuses to take any of it with him on missions even if he can keep it in his room in the Barracks because he’s just so scared that if the Barracks get attacked his plushies will either get dirty/bloody or straight up “injured” and he just loves them too much to let that happen, just quietly he thinks if that where to ever happen his entire world would fucking crumble in front of him (self inserting myself a bit bc I love my plushies this much too and I love hello kitty)

Price although he smokes cigars he knows how it can make Gaz worry (worried son moment frfr) so he’s trying to stop so he’s taken up chewing a shit load of gum. He will sneak in an occasional cigar if he gets too stressed out on a mission. He just needs that relief for a second but he swears he’ll stop next time (he doesn’t).

Soap likes to collect bath toys, ever since he got his nickname “Soap” he’s taken a liking to collecting bath toys (specifically rubber ducky’s) whenever he’s back at home.

Graves is a full blown homosexual but he’s too scared to admit it so he denies it every time.

DBH imagines

Hank: getting home after reader and Connor (deviant Connor, sorry I really only write deviant Connor bc he holds a special place in my heart and any kind of Connor hurts me) get a day off “Hey im homeeee…”

Reader: covered in flour and butter

Connor: the ends of his fingers are charred black a bit from the oven and he has icing bits in his hair

Reader and Connor collectively: “We made you a cake! :D”

The cake in question:

Hank: literal fucking tears in his eyes out of pure terror and stress. “…Thanks guys, I’m not. I’m not hungry right now but I’ll eat it later” as he slowly shuffles to his room with a shell shocked look on his face.

Connor and Reader: Looking at each other with the stupidest and biggest smile on their faces.

(This is inspired by a tik tok audio)

Connor: who’s deviant but is still used to being a machine so he analyses every single little thing. He walks up to reader. “You’re hair smells different today, did you use a different shampoo?”

Reader: slowly turning around with a scared smile on their face. “That’s actually really… creepy”

Connor: (in his head) “creepy? Am I. Creepy?” But on the outside he looks like he’s on the verge of tears

Reader: who sees his expression and immediately hugs him just to assure him they’re not mad just giving him a heads up that it’s kinda weird, they still love him tho (either platonically or romantically)

Hank: in the kitchen making something

Connor: “Hey Hank, what are you making?” As he makes the mistake, the traumatic life changing mistake of looking in the pot

Hank: who’s boiling fucking raw chicken with nothing but hot water. “Chicken.” He says bluntly as he cleans up and puts the chicken on the plate and eats it while it’s completely unseasoned and practically raw

Connor: from the sheer shock of the encounter he goes into overload and he’s getting warning systems all over telling him sometimes wrong

Reader: who has to sit Connor down as they try not to gag from Hanks creation he dares to call a “meal”

DBH headcanons

Neither Hank nor Connor can cook for shit so 90% of the time it’s either microwaveable food or take out for Hank.

Since Connor turned Deviant he developed social anxiety but when he’s around people such as Hank or reader he’s so silly, he gets so stupid and funny it’s so cute to see him like that (I want to squeeze him and put him in my pocket then have him surgically inserted into my heart permanently I love him so much)

Connors autistic

Hanks Bi

Connors Pansexual

Connor and Hank so father son activities such as play catch outside and walk Sumo (with reader ofc)

Hank had his house renovated to have an extra room put in for Connor (and if you also want to live there an extra room for you but if your romantically in a relationship with Connor you would probably just have a bed put in Connors room and Connor, although he doesn’t need sleep, he’ll go into sleeping mode with you on the bed as you two cuddle)

Connor saved up enough money to buy a phone so once he got it all set up the camera roll is just filled with pictures of Sumo, other dogs he saw in public while out, him and Hank taking selfies, Hank who once got drunk and stole his phone and took pictures of himself, you and Connor selfies, (if you two are romantically together, sometimes just pictures of you, many, many pictures of you) and, you, Hank, Sumo and him all in a photo together. Maybe a couple of photos with his other friends too such as Markus etc etc but it’s mainly those.

Connor love’s physical touch, platonically, romantically, all of it. Every day he gives Hank a good morning hug, and a good night hug (best son ever fr) and every time he sees you he squeezes you into a tight hug and won’t let go for a good minute (if you two are in love he’ll also pepper your entire face with kisses for that entire minute finishing off with a smooch on the lips)

Ok that’s all for now, I love Connor fr he’s my favourite I would die for him.

I know this was super cringe but I had sm fun doing this.

Ok it’s like 2AM I should go to bed

Bye bye!

[crimson-chaser]

You guys ain't ready for the Spiderverse! Shawn AU I have...

SO IMA TELL YOU 'BOUT IT 🙈

Okay so this all started because I had seen some of the fanart of the newer cast as spiderman/spidermen(idk what the plural term would be) and since I am obsessed with Shawn I started thinking of a Spider version of him. An then the ideas started 😈.

Shawn's Universe

Shawn's universe is infested an crowded with thee Un-dead species. That's where His phobia come's in, When he is traveling other universe or needed somewhere other then his normal world he's always turning his head an constantly Checking the surrounding areas incase of a surprise Zombie attack that could come out of nowhere.

When suggested to go to Shawn's universe he tries to re-direct them somewhere else an explain how "zombies will eat their brains out". That's why everyone in the spider community thinks he's crazy, He usually just give's up an let's them see the true hell that he has to deal with.

After that they never ask again...

Canon Event

(tw for blood an death)

He had heard of 'canon events' happening but he never really could believe that anything WORSE could happen to him when he was basically walking through a living hell-zone every time he had to step out of his underground bunker.

but it got MUCH worse.

After sometime of being an getting used to the fact that he was now spiderman. That meant he would be off doing whatever he was assigned to do way more often, One day of his life, that's all it took,

one day to mess shit up.

He was sent off to fight in a different universe because some of the others were too hurt to continue the fight against the overly powered villains. Though he couldn't help but feel like something was off, an not like his usual paranoia, it was like a tingling feeling in his mind that would not let go of, and he's good at letting go of things, because "you can't trust anyone or anything in the zombie apocalypse".

Once he had got all healed an bandaged, he sped back into his own familiar world with the tingling feeling still there, It had gotten more intense each moment he wasn't speeding back to his home.

When he'd gotten back to the bunker he found blood on the doorway of the place, he thought it was weird but just pushed it off saying it was probably some 'brain dead zombies' trying to break in.

he called out to his family expecting his usual responses back, the "hey honey" from his mother or the nonchalant "Wazzup" from his sister, he started panicking thinking of the worst. An sadly it was true

he had walked through thee entire bunker over three times in a panic wondering where his family could be. he reached back into the main living space to finally discover a yellow post-it note sticking on the kitchen table with rushed messy but readable hand-writing

"Hey bro just wanted to tell you that a hoard came after us an we had to scram, mom an dad did not make it, an I'm taking the rest somewhere safe, I am not sure if ill see you again so this is my final goodbye, bye lil bro, love you <3

-Val"

this is it.

this is thee event he was expecting.

he knew if hoards were capable of breaking in the bunker he couldn't stay there, so he knew what he had to do.

he grabbed everything he needed an shoved it in a strapped bag an headed out the door to find his uncle's bunker.

when he got to his other relatives bunker he started to think of why She didn't just bring the kids there.

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OMG IM ACTUALLY IN LOVE WITH THIS AU NOT GONNA LIE, SHOULD I MAKE A PART TWO CAUSE I HAVE SO MANY MORE IDEAS!!!

I ALSO HAVE HEAD CANONS ABOUT THIS LIKE AHHHH

[michaelasworlds-blog]

Sugar, Spice, and Nothing Nice

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Chapter 3: Life’s Regrets

Once there lived this little girl, she lived with her mother, big sister and her step dad. The little girl was very close to her older sister. The girl and her sister loved to garden, especially her older sister. One night the girl and her sister went into the backyard to make sure raccoons didn’t get to their plants. The girl walked around the yard looking for animals, but what she found was a giant hole; before she could react something hard hit her in the back of the head. She fell into the hole becoming unconscious, the hole then began to be filled.

When the police came the girl’s parents didn’t know where their little girl could’ve gone, apparently she had left to the store. When police asked to question the sister her stepdad responded,

“She wouldn’t know, They weren’t close.”

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“Angel, where are we going? My feet are hurting,” Sugar whined, they had been walking for about 30 minutes and she had no idea where they were going.

Angel rolled his eyes, “We’re just taking a walk, geez; have you never takin a walk?”

“I take walks to get to destinations, if there is no destination why am I walking?” She glared.

“Fine, whatever!” Angel was growing annoyed, as he walked in the direction of her he really had hoped all those stupid activities were over before he got to the hotel.

Sugar walked up to the huge hotel, she had seen it from afar before; but up close it was so big. Angel walked up to the door knocking on it, “Angel! You’re back so soon!” Charlie stood in the doorway hugging him, she looked behind him at Sugar, “Did you go out looking for sinners Angel?!” She gasped with excitement.

“Oh no, I’m not-” Sugar started.

“She’s just here to see the place,” Angel pulled Charlie off of him. Charlie walked up to her.

“Hi I’m Charlie,” she smiled, holding out her hand in front of Sugar.

“Call me Sugar,” Sugar shook her hand.

“Come in guys, this is gonna be great,” Charlie walked inside with the two demons following behind her. Walking inside Angel saw some of the residents sitting in a circle on the floor, along with Vaggie, Husk, Niffty and Cherri Bomb sitting on the floor with them; well not Alastor he was on the couch.

“Damn it!”Angel growled, getting their attention.

“Angel!” Cherri smiled, “get your ass over here! Sit next to me!” He grinned sitting next to her with Sugar on the other side, “Who’s this? Still babysittin’?” She laughed.

“No, she works with me so I’m just, showin’ her other places around hell,” He sighed. “Wait! Why are you here?” He questioned.

“Bored I guess,” She shrugged.

“Right,” He said sarcastically.

Charlie sat on the floor next to Vaggie, “Okay everyone, first I want to introduce Sugar; she’s not staying as of yet she’s just scoping the place,” she winked at Sugar who waved. “Sugar, these are the residents; Ezekiel, Erin, and Eric.” The residents waved at her.

“Hey beautiful,” Rave winked at Sugar who rolled her eyes.

“Hi!” Niffty waves excited. Rave looks scared.

“And this is my girlfriend Vaggie, our bartender Husk, cleaning gal Niffty and Cherri Bomb who actually texted me for the very first time this morning asking to come join for the day. Angel turned to Cherri raising an eyebrow, she refused to look at him blushing. “Anyway today we’re gonna do something a little different, Vaggie care to explain?”

Vaggie stands up, “Alright! Today we’re gonna do a little activity called, ‘Life’s Regrets’ you have to say anything that you regret doing in your life on earth, it can be whatever you want; and you don’t have to go if you don’t want you. Okay who’s first?” It was silent for a moment, the circle looking around or at the ground, “Fine I’ll go first.”

“The angel has something they regret?” Angel smirked.

“Everyone has regrets,” Vaggie looked at him. Angel looked away, he already hated this game. “Let’s see..I guess I regret being blind by ignorance, it led me to trusting any and everyone and i feel it led to my death and the genocide of innocent people in my afterlife.” Vaggie immediately sat back down, “Please someone go next.”

“Uh..Alastor?” Charlie gestured to him, everyone looked at the Radio Demon.

“My dear I had no regrets, I lived the way I wanted,” Alastor smiled at them. The circle looked back at him with annoyance. “Alright then, maybe one is lying to my mother.”

“About what?” Niffty asked.

“Being back in a few,” he answered. It was silent for a moment, “Repeat this to no one,” Alastor threatened.

“Don’t worry Alastor, this is a safe space, our lip are sealed,” Charlie smiled. “Okay! Cherri, how about you?”

Cherri was looking at her phone, “Pass.”

“Okay..Erin?” Charlie looked at her.

“Definitely not going to band practice,” Erin said in a disappointed tone.

“Niffty?” Charlie continued.

“Hmm..I can’t remember- oh! Calling the police!” She sat down smiling.

“Oh..ok, um Husk?” She looked at him.

“Pass,” Husk responded.

Angel kept looking away to not get Charlie’s attention, “Hmm..” Charlie scanned the room.

“I’ll go,” Zeke raised his hand. “I regret not saving my little brother, I miss him,” he looked down.

Charlie looked sad but kept going, “Who else?”

“Me,” Rave said. “When I was alive I wasn’t a good person.”

“Really? However would we have figured that one out,” Angel rolled his eyes.

“Be specific mate,” Cherri looked at him.

Rave took a breath, “I used to be kind of.. really..racist,” everyone looked at him shocked. “I used my podcast to say misogynistic and racist stuff, not knowing what the hell I was ever talking about; my sister set me straight and I made one podcast saying sorry to the people I hurt. That was my last podcast,” he finished. “Well..that’s me..someone else please go.”

“Awe how sad, the racist is sad,” Alastor said, being sarcastic.

“Fuck off dude I’m trying here, I literally have a podcast now where I talk about the problems with the world,” Rave glared.

“And too bad no one alive will ever hear it,” Alastor said smugly.

“You piece of-”

“Hey! no fighting!” Vaggie stood back up, “This is a safe space…for everyone,” she sat back down. “So, who’s left?”

Angel and Sugar looked at each other, as if saying “You go first, no you”.

“I’m not playing anymore, this is dumb,” Angel sat on the couch. Everyone looked at Sugar.

“Fine, I’ll go,” she said nervously. “I regret telling my younger sister to go out so late, I was supposed to protect her, instead I’m the reason she’s missing.” It was silent. “Ugh, was this meant to dampen the mood?” She asked.

Charlie clears her throat, “Well it was supposed to be a way to better understand each a little more.”

“Are we done here?” Angel asked. This was getting to him.

“Well I suppose-” before Charlie could answer everyone disbursed, going upstairs or to the bar or even leaving the hotel.

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“Pour me another one,” a slightly drunk Angel requested.

“Pour me another two,” Cherri, also slightly drunk, said.

“What you two need to do is be cut off,” Husk said, cleaning a beer mug.

“Are you really telling us to stop drinking?” Cherri scoffed.

“My bar, my rules,” Husk slammed a bottle down.

“Oh yeah? What are you gonna do if I break a rule?” Angel smirked, biting his lip, “You gonna punish me daddy?”

“Go fuck yourself,” Husk flipped them off.

“But I always do that, sometimes I need a little help,” Angel winked at him.

Husk glared at him, “that’s it cut off time,” he took their drinks, then drank them himself.

“Boo!” Cherri and Angel laughed.

“I missed you bitch,” she punched Angel’s arm. “You need to come see me more often.”

“Is that why you came over? Because you missed me?” Angel smiled. “You don’t have to lie to me- no actually, don’t ever lie to me, that is not something we do Cherri Bomb,” he joked.

She blushed, looking embarrassed. “You’re right, I just didn’t want to seem- I don’t know, I’m sorry.”

“Hey, you’re fine,” he reassured her. Angel cared about Cherri, after learning that more people had his back, wanted him to change for the better. It kind of lifted his spirits a bit, and he wanted Cherri to do better for herself, while of course remaining the bad chick that was. “We’re each other’s bitches, and that ain’t changin’.”

She smiled warmly, then looked over at Sugar who was sitting on the couch. “So, what’s up with her? New friend?”

“No, I wanted to try and convince her to I don’t know-”

“Angie,” she put her hand on her head. “You can’t save everyone, and some people don’t want to be saved mate; that’s just it.”

“I just don’t want her to wake up years later and see that she’s made a mistake, like me..sometimes I don’t even know what day it is,” Angel sighed.

“Look, all I can say is if you care about her safety, just look out for her and tell me if anyone gives you a hard time,” she smirked.

“You know it babe,” he grinned, giving her a high five.

“Hello,” Sugar talked into the phone, it was Val. Apparently he texted her multiple times, “You need me back now?” She paced the living room, “Why can’t you just tell me now?” “Okay okay I’m on my way” she hangs up.

“What was that about?” Angel walked up to her.

“I have to go, Val has something he wants to tell me,” she sighs.

“Be careful okay,” Angel said.

“I don’t understand,” Sugar responded confused.

“Valentino will make you feel on top of the world, give you whatever you want, make you feel like you’re both equals. But when he feels like it, at any time he can take it all away. You don’t feel it, but he makes the decisions, he makes the moves and if you move out of line..he’ll make sure to bring you back..” Angel had a chill up his spine saying all this.

Sugar looked at him, she couldn’t help but feel scared for herself and for Angel, he was literally Valentino’s go to for everything..she didn’t know what to do, she didn’t want to be homeless again. Getting beat up for not having or for “stealing” someone’s spot always haunted her, she wanted so much but at what cost. “Angel, why did you bring me here?” She broke the silence.

“I wanted to at least try to show you that if things get bad, there’s a place that will always welcome you; you have friends here,” he smiled a little.

“You want to be my friend?” She asked feeling hopeful, she had been alone in hell for years, so many that she lost count. She had a friend, and so many more that she could make.

Angel nodded, he had hoped that he had gotten through to her; at least a little.

“Okay!” Sugar smiled hugging him, letting go she looked at him. “I’ll be careful, I promise.”

“Thank you,” Angel sighed in relief.

Sugar’s phone went off, “Oh shoot! I have to go, bye!” She waved leaving the hotel, He waved back watching her leave.

“Man, she is hot,” Rave leaned on Angel’s shoulder.

Angel glared at him, “Don’t fuckin’ touch me,” he pushed him before walking off.

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Sugar sat in front of her mirror, doing her skin care routine;smiling to herself. She can’t believe that she made a friend, her thoughts were interrupted when the door opened; Valentino came in.

“Hey,” she said cheerfully.

“Well someone had a good day,” He walked up to her.

“Yeah..Angel took me over to the hotel, met some nice people,” Sugar shrugged.

Valentino’s smile dropped, “Hotel?”

Sugar nodded,“The Hazbin Hotel, you know the one that got destroyed by angels then they rebuilt it? That one. Sugar noticed his face and frowned, “Am I not allowed over there?”

“Oh course you are Sugar baby, I’m just worried that going over there will fit into your schedule,” he said concerned.

“Schedule?” Sugar asked.

“Oh that’s right! I want you to start working!” He grinned.

Her eyes lit up, “Really?!” She squealed. “Holy shit! Thank you! When do I start?”

“Tomorrow.”

[hearts4farryn]

July 19, 2023

TW! ed, sa, addiction, basically dead dove don’t eat

After years of an ed, I finally find myself on Tumblr; the HOLY GRAIL of disordered people. You’d think after 3 years of therapy, several hospital trips, and multiple attempts i’d learn my lesson. At this point I think I just like wallowing in my mental illnesses. Once quarantine started, I just went spiraling down a path in the wrong direction. But this year has been the most wild point of my life. It’s funny, a couple weeks ago my step-dad asked me if I had hit rock bottom. His question didn’t sprout from just a few of my life’s mishaps though. My biological dad who lives across the United States sent my and in-depth suicide note through his Gmail; causing me to stress over him for weeks. A few months earlier I had been raped by a man in his 20’s, but he got shot 2 weeks after. Karma’s a bitch when it needs to be. And finally, the cherry on top, my parents and relatives found out my therapist was grooming me. I knew that his sexual advances towards me weren’t necessarily normal, but he has told me countless times I was “one of a kind” and he “thought about me often.” The worst part of him grooming me was people finding out. I could handle that my middle aged therapist (who was actually very cute!) found me attractive and had other plans than me just being a client to him. I didn’t mind it. Being victimized and the stress of taking legal action was a completely different topic. Thank God, my parents decided to stray away from the police. I’ve already had enough encounters with them anyway. Back to my step-dad saying I hit rock bottom, I already knew I hadn’t. Not even a week after he asked, I overdosed on my bedroom floor with Euphoria playing in the background. No fucking joke. This was also not on purpose (surprisingly) and I had been using for a long time before this. My blue leds were on too. My mom found me in my bed; grey-faced, convulsing, while my friend held back tears as she watched death almost swallow me whole. My mom dragged me to the floor, called 911, and started CPR. Mind you I was in a thong and bra during all of this. EMTS eventually arrived at my house and I woke up to lights flashing in my eyes and realizing everyone there has seen me half naked. I cried in the ambulance and apologized to the officer beside me countless times. To be honest, he was probably getting pissed and how much i was whining and the amount of “I’m so sorrys” i was throwing out there. If anyone out there has experienced addiction and thought, “oh! there’s no way that’ll happen to me! i know what i’m doing.” There is always a way. ALWAYS. Especially with hard shit. I’ve been sober since then and hope to continue, but i still haven’t processed it fully. Instead of realizing it was a very serious situation, I just giggle at the thought of it and move on. Anyways, all this crazy shit has sprouted into my life after my first heartbreak. I had been cheated on after I poured everything into a relationship. At the same time, what did I expect out of a teenage boy? I won’t go too in depth about that, it’s always the same story for everyone. Now Im about 2000 miles from home, with my childhood best friends. It’s a nice and quiet break from everything. I just kind of relive the same day and don’t have to worry about being around my triggers. These 3 weeks have been the easiest weeks to get clean. I just hope i stay clean, i honestly never know. Without a therapist, I’m just going to have to figure shit out on my own and hope I’m doing life right. This year I’ll be going into my sophomore year of high school, and I kind of can’t wait for summer to be over. But first I need to be skinny!! I want to be sickly. That’s just kind of what I’m relying on to cope right now. If anyone needs to rant in my dms they are always welcome, I am here for this community! I get it. This is my first update here, I’m not sure if anyone will read it but hi if u do! Thank you for listening!

xoxo

farryn

[picavecalyx]

Because i think it's fun and i'm already thinking about it and i NEED to make a chart for it eventually here's a list of how silva knows all my pokemon muses </3 this only applies to my own interps of muses obv, basically this is if i wrote a fanfic or something(or ask blog :))

Lysandre: that's her dad(tm) and the guy that experimented on her and is currently(main verse) hunting her down.

Xerosic: wine uncle vibe. also played a heavy part in the experimentation.

Celosia/the girls: team flare, experiments, celosia specifically had basically the same role as xerosic in that during the SYv:NL experiments.

Ombre/Bal: she has met Ombre once(1) and it was while she was hiding in Lumiose. Bal helped hide her at one point and snuck her out a window.

Perilys/Periwinkle: team flare admin. Played a heavy part in Silva's conditioning. Keyley was originally Perilys's pokemon.

Diantha: they have met a couple times, Silva likes her but doesn't want to see her at risk of her deciding that Lysandre is right(this is in context of pre game)

Colress: they have crossed paths?? like 5 times?? and silva still doesn't know his name, and he wants to cut her open(a little bit). it's always like a 👁👁 oh hi 👁 uh bye

Yveltal: she got artificially connected to yveltal. rip. she has them in her brain.

Zygarde(s): she's met a couple of zygarde cores, none of which ended well.

Volcanion: met volcanion when she was still living in the forest. she likes volcanion :) visited them in pokemon village all the time. has seen them a couple of times post run away.

Ruri: they have met and silva almost bit his hand off[accidentally]

Terapagos: when silva was in paldea, terapagos was basically screaming in silva's brain to go to the crater. terapagos is the reason silva was stable in paldea, but also ultimately was the reason why she left paldea.

Vasil: that's her direct ancestor </3 the reason she has her powers at such a high potency in the first place

Vasil's Aegislash: sword grandpa

Myuo's family: silva met them once and Kaiyō thought she was a rare pokemon. it ended well, they gave her food and she left :)

AZ: they have met MULTIPLE times, when silva was still living in the forest, when she was taken in by flare, on the run in kalos, on the run OUT of kalos- they keep running into each other. Silva calls him the kalos giant :) he's funnie. he finds her terribly tragic.

Rayquaza: rayquaza fucking hates this kid. okay that's an exaggeration, they don't mind this kid, but everytime they have observed silva, something bad happens. Case in point: rayquaza went to Faebula to relax. Not have some fuckin kid wake up the ancient legendaries underground and deal with ultra beasts.

Sycamore: helped her get out of kalos :) she likes sycamore :) she didn't tell him SHIT about why she had to leave though lmao

Zossie: they're friends :) they met in faebula (if this is kittu's zossie, they're girlfriends <3)

Malva: silva likes to bite malva. team flare, but malva isn't involved in the science side so it was significantly less and silva mainly just bit[affectionate] her everytime she saw malva.

Mairin: THEY!! ARE!! LIKE!! SISTERS!!

Raifort: raifort took one look at this kid, laughed, and let her hide and sleep in her classroom.

Trevor: they've met in passing.

Wikstrom: wikstrom's vibe meter on lysandre is like I Want To Take This Kid So Bad. But diantha says no. They've met. Silva likes wikstrom he's funny as fuck to her.

Viola/Korrina: she has met these two like once. Viola wanted to learn more about her, Silva at the time was completely uninterested because it was vERY early on during silva's snowbelle days.

Lusamine: they have never interacted. Silva knows about Lusamine and hopes she doesn't know about her. The vibe is Not There.

Kyurem(muiri): they've met like once and silva chilled in his cave. It was fine. He was tired he didn't care.

Fairy!Kyurem(urei): SHE FUCKING HATES THIS KID!!!! Legit urei fucking hates silva this isn't an understatement. She wanted to freeze silva into a popsicle because she's the reason Urei woke up, Faebulan!Cresselia woke up, and why Faebula was briefly very under danger.

Ouutis: they met once in alola and never again. Ouutis almost arrested her(oops)

Newtwo(genesect movie mewtwo): silva stayed with them for a little while. It was minimal and the only reason she was allowed was because Newtwo took one look and went "aight one day"

Olympia: olympia knew of Silva when she was born, then when she disappeared. May or may not also have known that silva was surviving in Snowbelle but refuses to acknlowedge or confirm that allegation.

Ghetsis: silva saw one of his speeches. That's it.

N: these two have crossed paths so many times but never actually met formally.

Lisia: LISIA!! WANTED!! TO!! DO!! SILVA'S!! HAIR!!

Volo: 👁👁 weird wild child huh

Ein: can i shadow that? He wanted to so bad. Didn't have the resources to though, he was in hiding.

Sada: they briefly saw each other in the crater, they keep their distance. Sada observed Very Intently.

Jacq: he let her hide in his classroom!! he also may or may not have taken a few samples to analyze ignore him.

Professor Gible: friend friend friend fri

Ting-Lu: silva gave it berries. It was a good time. Silva also slept next to the sealed door before she fed it berries.

Flabébé(Bloom): silva traveled for a little while WITH bloom!!

Giovanni: bro these two haven't met. Silva might have seen him on the paper thats IT

Audino Nurse Joy: silva hid in her pokecenter for a little while when she initially ran away. The only Joy that she actually trusted in Kalos.

Juniper: 👁👁 YVELTAL??!?!?! Silva stayed in Juniper's lab during a close call with Flare grunts around Unova. They are decently close, Silva still calls Juniper occasionally when she has questions.

Ludwig: faebula drama, Ludwig was around for that but doesn't blame Silva and frankly just hopes she's okay at the present.

Leaf/Green/Blue: she likes Silva, Silva likes her. Silva reminds her of Yellow and is a bit protective thanks to that. But also she just thinks Silva has such a high chance of causing chaos, she HAS to encourage it.

Alfidough: fucking hates this kid, get off his lawn large child.

Spinel: he is SOOOOO curious about the crater connection. He's talked to her a couple times.

Pardalis: they have met in the crater. Pardalis was terrified for reasons they Didn't Explain To Her.

[ronance4everbrainrot]

Since I love Robin being the dad so much. Here are more Dad Jokes, this time from @corgiplays.

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A bunch of kids stormed Family Video on a Saturday morning. It were Dustin, Lucas, Max, El, Will and Mike. There were arguing as usual. Then Nancy walked in after them. Robin, who was leaning against the counter, straightened (ha) her posture and whipes invisible dust of herself. Nancy walsk over to the counter and timidly smiles at Robin. "Hey Nance, need anything?" Robin smiles her goofy smile, tilting her head to the side, looking like an adorable puppy.

Nancy shakes her head "Nope, just here to drive the gremlins" she answers, pointing at the lot, who are coming back right now with 3 movies. They can hear their conversation now. And when Dustin was at the counter he said "85% of Americans don't know how to do basic math!" Robin, wanting them to pay attention, just said "Thank god I'm part of the other 25%." "How would you-" Mike shuts up, as they all look at Robin, as if she grew a second head.

Dustin facepalms, Lucas looks at her in confusion and Mike mutters something to himself, shaking his head. Max groans in annoyance, since she knew Robin was joking. Will just looks at her as if the 'gays can't do math' stereotype was actually true and Eleven was just very sleepy for some reason and is happily snuggling one of Max's arms, having no idea what's going on.

After Robin tried to defend herself from all the "I thought you were smart" comments, the kids left, arguing more than before. 'How can El relax with all the noise' Robin wonders to herself, not noticing that Nancy was still there. "You're an idiot, Rob" she says. Robin almost jumps, but she somehow didn't and she also somehow got the confidence to lean on the counter, getting just a bit closer to Nancy's face, and say "That's the charm, Nance" with her adorable smirk. Nancy's face remains unphased but the blush that's creeping up in her cheeks betrayals her.

Nancy rolls her eyes with a scoff and turns around to leave. "See you around, Buckley" "I sure hope so, Wheeler"

[honestly, I don't know what I did there. And don't question there dynamic]

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Robin was in her apartment/house (well from her and Nancy, they live together) and was on a call with Steve. "Yeah, let's hang out soon! Especially now that my girlfriend-" she looks over at Nancy who's in the kitchen "-is furious with me because she found a bunch of hidden letters that revealed I was cheating on her." the other line is quiet for a minute. "....you did WHAT!?" Steve asked, shocked and angry. Robin realized, how here sentence can be misunderstood, but she just snicker quietly at Steve's rant. "first of all, how could you! And Second of all, why didn't you tell me?! I thought things were going great with Nance! Why would you cheat on her?! wait-You said she found out!? Robin-" "Yep, she found out" Robin casually said "and now she refuses to play scrabble at all." she adds a bit of annoyance and looks in Nancy direction to see that Nancy was also looking at her.

The other line was quiet again "....scrabble....?....You were talking about. Fucking. SCRABBLE!?" Robin holds the phone away from her hear at that. Steve calms down and says "I should have seen it coming, you could never cheat on Nancy, let alone find another girl." he teases at the end, annoyed that Robin made him worried/angry. Nancy was now next to Robin, without Robin noticing, and heard what Steve said. She wraps her arms around Robin, which makes her jump and let out a quiet yelp, but calms down when she sees it's Nancy.

She takes the phone from Robin and speaks into it "She could get plenty of other girls if she wants to, she's got better game then you" "Wha- Nanc-?" She hung up the phone and let's go of Robin, turning her around "uh-..hi..?" Robin nervously smiles. Nancy chuckles and let's go of her arms, so she can put her own arms over Robin's shoulder. Robin as usual, imidiatly puts her hands on Nancy's waist. "Hi" Nancy sweetly says back.

[do they kiss? Probably. Will I write it? No. Why? Because it's supposed to be dad jokes and not Ronance lol. Sorry not sorry 😭 my brain just needs Ronance rn]

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(Robin still living with her mother)

As Robin was looking through her old stuff, she found something and snorts. 'of course' she shakes her head chuckling. She goes outside her room and remembers 'oh..right...' she sadly sighs. She looks down at the tiny book she was holding. And smiles at the memory.

She was 7 years old and a very clumsy child, well she still is, but that's not important. Robin was also a very creative child. She made a lot of tiny books. Some were about food, some were about games and lots of more other stuff. They were all some kind of guide book. She was forgetful and sometimes doesn't remember the rules of a game or other stuff, so she made herself notes and turned them into tiny book.

One day, she walked up to her Dad. "Hey Dad! Look what I made!" she holds up the book "Oh wow! That looks so cool, little bird!" He ruffles her hair and she giggles. He kneels down to her height and asks "Did you make it yourself?" he looks at it. It's a bunch of papers glued together on one side, he thought it was the wrong side, but Robin just held the backside out.

She nods excitingly "mhm! I wrote a book on how to fall down the stairs." She proudly looks down at her own creation. She realizes she held up the wrong side and she turns it around, so her dad can see the front and the ✨beautiful✨ stairs she drew with a stickman on its head and its body bend to the right were the stairs go down. "It's a step by step guide!" Her dad chuckles proudly at her joke. 'That's my girl' he thinks.

'Wait a minute....step by step....Oh my god....I'm a comedic genius' Robin's chuckles to herself. She just made the book because she's clumsy and fell down the stairs, she didn't think there was joke hidden in there. She's kinda glad that they moved, because now they don't have stairs, but she also misses her old house.

[honestly, no idea what the fuck I just came up with 😭. My brain couldn't work with any other idea. So now it's Robin and her dad. Also ignore stuff that doesn't make sense 😪]

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It's summer, to be more exact, it's the same summer the *mall fire* happened, and Robin was hanging out at Steve's house a lot, you could say she basically lives there. She still is shocked that Steve 'the hair' Harrington was now her friend, or best friend even. Anyway, it was a very hot day and Robin was waiting for Steve to get the ice cream. "Stevie, where is the ice cream?" she impatiently asks "I'm dying over here!" "Good" Steve says back "Then maybe you'll stop complaining" "You know I'd be an annoying poltergeist and haunt you" Robin says as if it's the most obvious thing. "You're already and annoying poltergeist that haunts me, the only difference is that you're not a ghost" Robin wants to argue back but couldn't come up with anything 'Dammit' "Shut up, Dingus" Steve just chuckles at his victory.

After a few minutes, Steve came back with the ice. "Finally!" Robin sits up and takes the bowl from Steve. "wow, no 'thank you, Steve'?" Steve raises an eyebrow. Robin playfully rolls her eyes and thanked Steve. "You're welcome" he says and sits down next to Robin.

A few minutes of silently watching TV and eating ice cream, Robin speaks up. "Hey Steve, what do you call sweaty boobs?" Steve's head turns, his eyes still focused on the TV until he is fully turned to Robin, his eyes slowly move to her and he has the most bizarre look on his face. "Humidititties." Robin snorts and laughs for a while.

Steve at first only focused on the 'titties' part, but after a few seconds he got the joke and snorts, but tries to play it of as a cough. "AHA! You laughed!" pointing at him "I did not! It was a cough." he doesn't want to give a Robin the satisfaction of finally making him laugh with one of her jokes. They have a staring match until Steve's eyes glance down and he turns away with a smirk "Look like someone got humidititties" "I-gross dude! Don't stare at my boobs!" They argue for hours and hours until one of them started laughing and the other joined.

[no idea what the fuck this is, but I can't think of anything else]

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Robin was talking to Vickie and Chrissy. They had dinner together and now they were sitting on the couch and Robin was telling them a story about their roadtrip in Europe. "So I'm like the worst at reading map, but I still didn't trust myself driving. So I took the map and tried to tell Nancy were to go." she tells them about all the wrong turns they took, all the dead ends they met and all the time they drove in circles. "so then my wife said 'You really have no sense of direction, do you?' And I said, "Where did that come from?'" She laughed "I thought she was gonna kill me!" still laughing. Chrissy and Vickie just look behind Robin and see Nancy there. "I'm regretting that I didn't" Robin jumps out of her spot on the couch and onto the floor "woAh- ouch" she rubs her elbow and looks up. "N-Nance! Hey! Didn't know you were awake!" Robin doesn't know why, but she feels nervous. But she's done nothing wrong. Nancy just makes her feel nervous sometimes. Vickie and Chrissy just quietly chuckles at their interaction.

Nancy walks around the couch to Robin and holds her chin up with her hand so she's looking into her eyes. Chrissy and Vickie look at each other wide eyed but still quietly laughing. They have a silent conversation about deciding to leave and stood up from the couch. Nancy glances at them and sees them wave, she smirks and look back at Robin who was too mesmerized by Nancy's eyes to notice that the others left. "You always call me your wife" she dangerously leans closer with a whisper "But when will you actually make it official" she says so close to Robin's face. Robin gulps "I-" Robin's leans closer, trying to close the gap. But Nancy lightly shoves her away. "Huh-" Robin looks at her like a kicked puppy. Nancy looks away, knowing she'd give in the second she sees Robin's face. She clears her throat "Go clean up your mess in the kitchen" Robin groans in annoyance

[you know, I wanted to continue it a bit more, but also wasn't sure how, so I'll just end it here]

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Hope you liked it! And thank you Corgi for the jokes. My brain couldn't think of any other ideas, but I like most of them.... Mostly because it has some ronance in them lol.

Anyway,

Lots of Love ✨❤️🤗✨