#they just nerfed Connor too

[desperatecheesecubes]

Don’t tell me this is going to be the arrowfams motivation in the upcoming Lazarus event

[wildpeachfarm]

ouu in addition to what you said, something else that irritated me was dream saying he wanted someone who would take it seriously and specifically requesting he not be teamed with connor, and scott doing it anyways. im pretty sure it was the tina + foolish team too, the team with the lowest amount of average team coins ever(not in event but based on their averages from previous events). and its not just dream, im so mad for tina because she left both events thinking she was a deadweight and never returned when in reality both of her teams were on the weak side. i have a lot of issue with how mcc handled balancing and "nerf" players.

Oh yes I remember this! I remember feeling so bad for Tina because they only used her as a nerf and it made her so discouraged in her skills and I’m sure that was just a horrible feeling all the time :(

[canonically47]

post-DCAS character ranking

18. yul. the worst dsvc character to ever grace our screens. i should not have to explain myself for this, i feel like it goes without saying he's the worst of every cast ever

17. riya. a one-dimensional character who refuses to change. the only reason she's ranked higher than yul is because she's not racist which (virgil sanders voice) that CANNOT be where the bar is.

16. ashley. her entire development was becoming jake's friends and helping in a very small way to get tomjake together. she did nothing for herself, her entire character was just jake's bff and that goes to show how little ONC cares for their female characters

15. ally. the worst development of the season, with the most boring ending, with the least pay-off. how she made finale is beyond me

14. hunter. somehow higher than ally because he was funny

13. tess. higher than both of them but she just existed to me

12. tom. he existed and i still dislike him despite the finale desperately trying to make me not to.

11. connor. a whiny manbaby who achieved nothing this season, whose only role was being there for riya’s drama. genuinely, why did they bring him back if this was all they were going to do with him? only ranked this high because the others behind him are somehow worse or even more boring.

10. lake. similarly to tess, she also just existed. they brought her back just to nerf her like idiots. because guess what if the drama doesn't revolve around a mlm couple then it's not interesting to ONC!

9. miriam. poor queen how you have fallen. decent but deserved more

8. james. consistently funny and good, just wish he had more screentime. others rank higher than him because they actually got some type of development.

7. ellie. pains me to put her this low, she's one of my favorites ever, but i gotta do what i gotta do. she should've gotten better and more believable development. i dearly miss her season one self

6. aiden. he and jake were gay and i don't remember anything else that he did. only ranked this high because he made it far again, played fair, was super entertaining, and his VA is my all-time fav. sue me, i got biases.

5. fiore. she managed to not be ruined my baby <3 she escaped the bad writing so proud of her

4. gabby. it's okay gabby we all know in the better timeline you won the money and helped ellie pursue her dreams. you did your best. yes gabby we are all ignoring how weird the whole evil shadow realm you thing is. we love you too much to blame you for it. that's all ONC. you're innocent. we love you gabby we all say in unison

3. grett. i am sooo happy she got her development this season but by GOD did she need to get her justice earlier. she should've killed yul tbh

2. alec. he was at his worst mid-season, but fuck it, i'm biased and he actually bounced back. he was not likable from beginning to end, but he was a strong player with a consistent and (somewhat) believable character arc. in a better timeline, we got an alec - rosa-maria - grett finale and alec won.

jake. this will come as a shock to anyone who's followed me for a longer time/has seen my early reviews, and even to myself. i never expected myself to like jake as much as i did, but credit is due where credit is due: ONC did something with him this season. he got his development. he became a better person, outgrew his mistakes, befriended those that did him/he did wrong, forgave them and/or made it up to them, and he even got the guy in the end. never thought i'd say this, but jake is probably the best written character in this show, and will be one of the only characters or overall things i will miss about disventure camp seasons 1 & 3.

thank GOD it's over

[jeffchats]

Livestream Recap June 11, 2022.

He talks about some cancellations and replacements (Ryan Garcia cancelled and will be replaced by Sean O’Malley.) Talks about other things that are coming out with Tana and Mike.

He talks about how he addressed the issues with the last podcast on the new podcast. He apologizes for the autism episode and said he received messages about the autism episode. He was debating if he should delete the podcast and he got a message from his mom saying she loved the episode, Jeff had an uncle who had cerebral palsy. His mom says Steven is an idiot.

Talks about how he posted an Instagram story and then Todd posted one with similar captions. Talks about how he looks fast af when he wears those ugly glasses, lol. He is going to make his own version of those sunglasses. Merch is suppose to drop soon (orange hat, hot hits tshirt, hoodie and sweatsuit, classic jeff barbershop tshirt free shirt for godfathers but you have to pay shipping).

Talks about some UFC tonight with Valentina vs ???

They’re working on a documentary surrounding about the BTS with his products.

Jeff shares some of his music on his playlist. When he hears a song, he Shazams it, adds it to his playlist, listens to it for a week and he’s over it. He shows Running Up the Hill song from Stranger Things, Talking Heads, Iris by Goo Goo Dolls, Pusha T, and he goes on about how he hasn’t updated it.

Nerf peed on Oscars gear backpack that he just got. He left it on the floor.

Jeff hasn’t had many seizure scares.

He mentions that he hasn’t been on Tumblr since he brought it up but other people bring it to him who check it. He talks about how we are giving him a hard time about Georgie but she really wants to get him off all drugs and she doesn’t want him to do any drugs. He smokes weed sometimes but he went a week without it. “I know not everyone knows too much about her and I tried to share too much, she’s more of a private person. I learned my lesson from having a public relationship, not saying that we are boyfriend and girlfriend but you know I don’t even want to get that out there before it fucks anything up. I like that she’s been helping me out with my mental health and learning just help do exercises to fix my mind and not fucking drugs because for a while I was taking klonopin when I was stressed out and Ambien at night. It’s just not good man…straight up no more drugs for me…or who knows. I just got a bar of mushroom chocolates from my boy and it looks good.”

Georgie doesn’t match his intensity if everyday life, she thinks he’s nuts because when they went to Laguna he was running 10 miles a day on the beach but he loved it. She does exercise and hike but no one matches his intensity.

StevenWillDoIt assistant Dmed Steven and he got to his head and that’s all he would talk about on the Miami trip so Jeff had to check him.

Talks about Connor McGregor and his injury. Jeff mentions taking some stuff to help heal his eye and rebuild his muscle.

They lost their weatherman, he threw a fit and he’s done. He was jealous they were hanging out with Steven too much and he was upset. He’ll be back after his “little bitch fit”. Weather segment beef became real. Ryan is smart, talented, and he’s well-rounded. Jeff likes having him on the team.

Jeff has good days and bad days. He is excited for the UFC tonight. Vinnie Hacker episode there was a sponsor but that original sponsor went broke so he’s waiting for new sponsor to replace before Youtube. But it’s on Patreon and that’s “all he cares about..the cult”.

Talks about how people were upset he kissed Steven ???, he says it was acting. There was no tongue. He talks about the backstory of how the kiss came to be about. Steven pulled Jeff’s ass in for a more kiss and Jeff said that it wasn’t going to work with the joke.

He says he loves the support but sometimes gets stressed out with everyone checking him.

Jeff has been wearing shirts on his runs, doesn’t wear sunscreen yet, he got health insurance (Blue Cross), he’s going to make an appointment to get his questionable mole removed so he can be cancer free.

He did the Geiko show because it was Oscar’s idea.

Talks about maybe getting a PO Box for people to send gifts.

They sold out almost all of their hair products, they did 10,000 of each. New products ready in about a month.

He wasn’t in the mood to shoot when everyone cancelled and he felt like a loser. At the end of the day, he feels better when he comes in and shoots. He gets things done and is ahead of the schedule.

He is really passionate about his hair products and stuff.

People give suggestions about different quizzes he can do.

Someone mentions like a run meet up, hike, etc. Jeff wants to do it too.

Nerf is hanging in there and pissing on anything and everything.

He would love Doja Cat on the podcast but on paper Jeff isn’t the cleaniest guy.

Favorite G-Unit song is Eye for an Eye and then says theres too many.

He thinks Austin Butler is cool but a lil try hard.

He says things are complicated in terms of missing Todd and no communication is hard. He has them on mute and not unfollowed. He just didn’t want to see them partying and shit so he’s avoiding it and not looking at it. He doesn’t have beef with everybody but they’re all a pack and a cult of their own so it is what it is. He has good people in his life and it is weird when you cut out 80% of the people he use to hang out with.

[literaphobe]

i don't believe scott was deliberately doing green geckos dirty honestly. i think dream, tina and foolish all put each others names down as wanting to play together and then he thought "hey, connor is their friend too, right?" and didn't think the team would be too OP and could just be good times with friends, so he added connor too.

i don’t think he was deliberately nerfing dream either uts kustnlike……

[lala-ladybug]

Healing Hands: Chapter 2

I promise I’m not this fast at writing, I’ve just had the first few chapters laying around for a while lmao. Reblogs are appreciated!!

Jasonette Sword Art Online AU

Read here on AO3

Tag list: @iloontjeboontje 

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Chapter 2: u guys r moding my night :(

There was chaos in the Wayne Manor. This was nothing unusual, of course, and today it even seemed to be surprisingly tame. But it was chaos nonetheless.

Timothy Drake-Wayne careened down the spiral staircase, catching himself with a well-timed front flip handspring, and skidded to a halt in the kitchen. Alfred briefly paused to look up from where he was preparing dough for a batch of homemade pasta, then offered the boy a smile and a greeting.

“Good evening, Master Drake. Dinner won’t be ready for another half-hour, I’m afraid.” Tim had opened his mouth to reply when a growl echoed from the nearby ballroom.

Jason Todd-Wayne sprinted into the kitchen brandishing a nerf gun. “There you are, replacement. You won’t get away with beating me this time.” He pulled back the reloader of the play-gun, making a threatening click ring through the kitchen.

“I’m afraid you are both late to the party,” Alfred calmly announced as he mixed ingredients together. “Miss Cain has been here for the past five minutes.”

Cass Cain-Wayne indeed poked her head out from where she had been perched beneath the bar. She gave her brothers a shit-eating grin and wiggled her fingers as way of a cheeky greeting.

Tim gave a groan as he and Jason begrudgingly handed some money over to their sister. “She cheats.” Cass stuck her tongue out at that. “Besides, racing you here was just an excuse to get my mind off waiting for midnight.”

“And because Alfred is the only one polite enough to actually listen to you rave about that stupid game,” Jason scoffed, sitting down at the bar to watch Alfred work.

“--thought I heard voices in the kitchen, oh there you are, little wing!” Dick Grayson-Wayne’s cheery voice came from the foyer, increasing in pitch as he spotted Jason and swept him up into a tight hug.

Barbara Gordon wheeled herself in not too long after, chuckling at the squirming Jason and delighted older brother.

Meanwhile Tim, who had taken offense to Jason’s insinuation, was reassuring Alfred that if he wanted the boys to leave him be he only ever had to ask. “It’s just that I’m so excited for the launch tonight, and you know B is too busy to hear about it.”

Jason had finally muscled his way out of Dick’s embrace as the latter’s attention focused on his youngest brother. “What launch are you talking about?” Dick asked, giving Cass a side hug.

“Oh, tonight is the release of this new VRMMORPG game called Mindscape!” Tim practically bounced as Dick came over to give him his hug too.

Dick gave Barbara a confused glance. “I know some of those words,” he nodded slowly. “So what’s got you so excited? Video games come out all the time.”

Tim rolled his eyes as he sat down beside Jason on the barstools. “Well yeah, but this game has groundbreaking virtual reality tech. Supposedly, the textures took five years and a team of almost 1000 artists.”

Jason put Tim into a headlock and said casually, “I’m surprised you haven’t heard replacement talking about this yet. He kinda won’t shut up about it.”

Cass nodded her head in solemn agreement while Tim struggled to get out of Jason’s grasp.

“Such are the woes of moving out.” Dick shrugged. “Sounds crash though, got room for one more?”

Tim finally shoved Jason off. “I actually bought enough passes that we can all play if you want,” he gave each of his siblings the biggest puppy-dog eyes he could manage.

Barbara snorted even as Dick pumped his fist in the air beside her. She wheeled herself up to the bar to pinch Jason, who was poised to jab his fingers into Tim’s sides. Jason yelped and glared at her as she said, “Sorry Timmy, I’d rather let someone else be the guinea pig for this new kind of tech. Besides, Dad will worry if I let myself get sucked into pouring too many hours into this.”

“Papa Gordon is a force to be reckoned with,” Dick attested earnestly. “Jay?” he prompted.

“Absolutely not,” Jason answered immediately. Tim was quick to protest. “But why? We could spend more time together! It’ll be good team-building.” Jason’s face soured at that.

Dick leaned in and stage-whispered, “Do I have to tell B to force you into family bonding? You know he’ll make you do it.”

Cass covered her silently laughing mouth with one hand as Jason threw his hands up in the air. “Fine, don’t get Bruce involved. I’ll play your stupid game,” he finally relented. Tim grinned at his win, then cast a hopeful look at Cass.

She pulled a face and signed No thank you. Better things to do than watch VR pornos.

Tim’s face blushed profusely as he opened his mouth to protest, but was cut off by Jason’s cackling. Even Alfred cracked a smile while he rolled the dough onto the ravioli press.

Once Jason quieted down, Tim crossed his arms and said, “Suit yourself. Looks like it’ll be no-girls-allowed anyway.”

“Guess we’d better tell Cassie that, Timbo,” Dick wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, which Tim elected to ignore.

“Speaking of suits,” Alfred said while seamlessly spreading filling in the ravioli and placing another sheet on top of the press, “aren’t you boys going to miss the premiere if it is indeed at midnight?”

Tim looked imploringly at the two girls. “You wouldn’t be willing to trade shifts for your favorite brother, would you?”

* * *

Wally West strolled out of the zeta tube and into the Justice League’s satellite, known to himself and the other heroes as The Watchtower. He was dressed in a casual NASA t-shirt and jeans, slurping a smoothie, and playing a game on his phone.

The sound of someone clearing their throat made him look up. He was greeted with the sight of his old team, Aqualad, Superboy, Miss Martian, Rocket, Zatanna, and Artemis, waiting impatiently. They were dressed in full hero attire-- he didn’t even realize Artemis still had her costume-- and looked to him expectantly.

“Hey guys, what’s poppin’?” Wally grinned and gave his friends a lazy chin jerk.

“‘What’s poppin’?’ Babe, are you serious? You told us to meet here ASAP for an emergency. So you can tell us what exactly is ‘poppin’.” Ah yes, his Spitfire. Artemis Crock still wasn’t afraid to give him a piece of her mind. But this time it looked like everyone else was on her side too, as they nodded in agreement with her emphatic air quotes.

“Oh, uh yeah, Mindscape is coming out tonight!” He set his smoothie down on the table. “I got us all passes and I’m super stoked for the launch. It’s got this super cool new VR tech that’s basically being released for the first time ever. I got the equipment through my internship, so we’re all set! You guys are totally coming right?” He made finger guns at his increasingly exasperated friends.

Artemis facepalmed. Kaldur’ahm raised his eyebrows in that I’m disappointed in you but I’m not going to say it way of his and said, “Wally, with you and Artemis retired from the life, understand that we took this to be a literal emergency and rushed to your aid. Do not abuse our good intentions.”

“Seriously West, I have a lot on my plate right now!” Rochelle Ervin was also, apparently, a little upset with him. “You could’ve said it was about a dumb game.”

The speedster tried to do damage control with some lighthearted humor. “Hey guys, stay whelmed. I get it, I probably should have given a few more deets about this very-much-not-dumb game, but do you know how many candy bars I had to eat to win these passes?”

“This is why you’ve been spending so much on junk food?” Oh, he was in big trouble with Artemis now. “You probably didn’t have to eat all of them, babe.”

M’gann M’orzz, Connor Kent, and Zatanna Zatara looked similarly annoyed. Well, the girls did. Connor just looked like his usual brand of annoyed, which was honestly a small victory.

“So...” Wally felt a little sheepish now, “who wants in?”

The rest of the group exchanged a look. Artemis was the first to speak up. “Well, you’ve already invested too much of our money in this to turn back now.” She walked up to him and poked a finger at his chest. “But you owe me so many dinners for this.”

He grinned triumphantly. “Deal!”

Rochelle spoke up next. “Me and my plate don’t need any more helpings, thank you very much. I’ll see y’all at the next team reunion!” She flew out through the zeta tube.

Kaldur clapped him on the shoulder. “If you need any assistance, I will be there. But for now I am running Atlantis in Aquaman’s stead while he is off-world, and I must return to my duties.” He then bid the rest of the team farewell and stepped through the zeta tube.

“Haha, he said ‘duties.’” Wally said once he’d left, then winced as Artemis smacked his arm lightly. Lightly for her. Rubbing his arm, he looked imploringly at his other friends.

M’gann and Conner looked deep in a telepathic conversation, which was just awkwardly intense eye contact for onlookers. Zatanna crossed her arms and sighed, “Fine, why not. I didn’t have plans for the weekend anyway. Lead the way to your chocolate factory, Charlie.”

Connor, having caught the tail end of the conversation, looked confused at the reference. He shrugged and said, “I’m in, could be fun.”

M’gann gave her friends an apologetic smile. “Sorry guys, my uncle needs help back on Mars. There’s tensions between the white and green martians again, and he really needs me there to get it under control.”

She gave Connor a peck on the cheek and left to board the nearby Bioship.

“And then there were four,” Wally said with a smile. “Now let’s go make you guys some avatars!”

* * *

Bart Allen could hardly contain his excitement. Scratch that, he couldn’t contain his excitement! “Bouncing off the walls” may be an exaggeration for most people, but he was not most people. Being the grandson of The Flash certainly had its perks, and being able to literally bounce off the walls was one of them.

The cause of his excitement, his friends Timothy Drake-Wayne and Wally West, had just called to ask if Bart wanted extra passes to the premiere of the biggest video game of the decade. And uh, yeah duh he wanted them! He already had one he’d bought for himself, but bringing four extra friends? So totally crash.

He opened up his phone and pulled up the group chat titled Badass Babes.

CrashBandicoot: hey bitchez n babez (u kno who u r), u ready 4 the best videogame of the yr to drop?!

BlueMenace: ese, do you HAVE to type like that?

WonderBabe: yea it’s super annoying

CrashBandicoot: gtta go fast babez

CrashBandicoot: now answer the question

GreenMenace: oh i heard about that! mindscape, right? isn’t it some vr game

CrashBandicoot: yes! nd i got extra tix, so come ovr to cave

GirlBoss: No can do, got research tomorrow!

MaleWife: you always have research bae. sorry little speedster, gotta drive the lady to work

CrashBandicoot: u guys r moding my night :(

BlueMenace: totally not a word but I’ve got you cariño, be there in an hour

WonderBabe: ah what the heck, I’ve got nothing better to do

GreenMenace: always down to whoop ur ass in video games

CrashBandicoot: u wish

CrashBandicoot: roy?

Ginger1 is typing...

WonderBabe: it’ll be fun! more ~mingling~ with kids our age

Ginger2: Hold on, give him some time

Ginger1 is typing...

BlueMenace: Roy, I can pick you up on my way in if you want

Ginger1 has stopped typing.

Ginger2: Um, he says he’ll meet you guys there

Ginger2: He may have destroyed his phone with his “non-typing” hand

GreenMenace: pog

WonderBabe: see u guys soon!

Bart pumped his fist, then ran at top speed to his boyfriend Jaime’s house, where it looked like he was doing homework. Seriously, on a Friday night? Bart had absolutely no qualms about whisking him into his arms and making for the nearest zeta tube.

“Woah Bart, I said I needed an hour!” Jaime protested.

Bart rolled his eyes. “Yeah, but you definitely don’t have anything due tonight, and we have to make your character online before the launch!”

Jaime just looked resigned as they sped into the zeta tube. He knew what he had signed up for.

[anderson-details]

HUMAN KID CONNOR & CARTER BIRTHDAY GIFTS

Gifts from Hank to human twins Connor and Carter. They are turning 11 on August 15th. Hank is their adoptive father. Hank tried to keep things equal between then but also get them things they would like. He kept it simple.

Carter got a zip up hoodie vest it is dark blue. he also got a new button up shirt and pair of jeans in gray. He got a blue fidget popper toy, a Nerf gun with some wooden duck targets, and a gift card to get himself a book. Hank expects to have to take the Nerf away in the coming weeks because Carter and Connor always end up fighting a little too much. He doesn’t want anyone hit in the face with a dart or whacked with a plastic gun but it always happens. They are wrapped in various blue paper and bags.

Connor got a zip up hoodie vest just like Carter’s only it’s gray with dark blue. He got a long sleeved hoodies and a pair of jeans. He also got a gift card to pick himself out a book, a fidget popper toy in yellow, and a Nerf gun that comes with targets. Again Hank expects to have to take it away in the coming weeks because the kids always end up whacking each other with the gun or shooting darts in faces and Hank doesn’t like that. His gifts are wrapped in different color blue paper and slivery gift bags.

[zankivich]

The Assistant: Shawn Mendes x Personal Assistant: A One-shot

a/n: this is just me seeing if I could even still write for this man tbh. I’ve been getting very good at separating my emotions about the pr stunt, and I think that’s because I literally have blocked it from my social media in every way, shape, or form. Honestly when I wrote this I envisioned a black woman because that’s just where I’m at in life, but I never specified so....do with it what you will. K bye. 

WARNINGS: mutual pining, fluff, love.

“Stop it, jackass.”

“No Shawn, seriously. Stop!”

“Stop! We’re going to be late, and if I have to hear Andrew complain one more time about it, I’m kicking your ass, do you hear me?!”

Being the personal assistant to Shawn Mendes is basically the best job in the world. You got to travel all the time. You got to learn more about the music industry than your internship at a record label had ever taught you. And he just happened to be the sweetest, most wholesome person on the planet. Except for when he was getting on your goddamn nerves. This just happened to be his favorite past time.

You’d been his PA for four years and no one knew him better. You knew his coffee order, what size underwear he wore, and the brand of cough medicine he trusted most. You knew what made him scared in life, what one sigh meant from another when it came past his lips, and when he was hungry or tired or emotional. What you hadn’t been prepared for was for Shawn to learn these things about you. And what you should have prepared yourself for was the trouble that this would bring.

Shawn had spent the last twenty minutes playing with some nerf gun that Brian had bought. He thought it would be a wonderful idea to see if he could hit you with it from multiple points around his hotel room. Shawn was usually business all the time, and so you loved any opportunity for him to get to relax and be a twenty-one year old. He had taken advantage of this and was more excited for a nerf battle than the business meeting he needed to be at in forty-five minutes.

“You have goooooot to relax a little bit.” He sighed rolling his eyes and dropping the gun.

He made his way over to you and slid his oversized palms onto your shoulders. Screw him. He was so warm and tall and chiseled. Dumb. So dumb.

“I could relax a lot more if you just let me do my job.” You pouted.

He snorted softly and let his thumb touch your chin.

“Is this you pouting now? You’re gonna try and guilt trip me with a pout?”

“That depends....Is it working?”

He licked his lip and you honestly could have swung on him. There was no need for him to behavior is such a sensual matter. Damn him.

“I’ll get my shoes on.” He hummed in defeat. “Just don’t be sad.”

You smiled up at him. “Thank you.”

He paused for a second, his hands still poised on your shoulders. There’s a moment of silence where it’s just the two of you looking at each other. You up at the mammoth you called a boss, and him down at you with those honey brown eyes. You hated when he looked at you this way, like he might wanna try something, like he might actually care about you the way that you cared about him. All it did was cause you unnecessary hurt, and very vivid daydreams.

See there’s a running joke in the Shawn Mendes team. If you want Shawn to do anything, then you simply just call y/n. The two of you were closer than closer, and he seemed to trust you with his life. Eventually you had become friends. Close friends. And so it suddenly became less “go buy me a juice” and more “can I lay my head in your lap until my migraine passes”. When the road was cold and lonely and he had no one, it was you he cuddled up to. For Shawn it was the convenience of it. You were there and you could provide him with what he needed. But for you? God touching him was like lightning. And you hated every second where it wasn’t real, where it didn’t mean the same thing to him. More than anything you hated the way that you loved it, because it meant being in his orbit.

“Go get your shoes on. Please?” You whispered.

He nodded slowly and pulled away finally giving you a moment to breathe.

The ride to this meeting was a quiet one. You struggled with Shawn’s affectionate touches and the ridiculously soft glances. Every now and again it got to be too much, and you had to preserve yourself if you were going to stay afloat. Working for Shawn was a joy, but that didn’t stop it from hurting sometimes.

The car pulled up to the destination and Shawn went to open his door only to stop when you didn’t follow him.

“Aren’t you coming?” He asked.

You shook your head. “I’m gonna go pick up your suit for your party.”

“Oh...Well you’re still coming to the party right?”

“Of course. I’m on duty, Shawn.”

He frowned. “No you’re not. I invited you as a friend.”

“Yea well Andrew knows better than to let you go to an open party with alcohol without me, so...I’ll be there regardless.”

“Okay well...I’m sorry you have to put up with me for the night.” He mumbled closing the door.

You sighed and let your head fall back against the headrest. Now you were both in a bad mood. Ugh.

***

New Year’s Eve was testing your patience. Here you were looking good as hell, ass all poised and waiting to be grabbed. What did you get instead? Nothing. Not a look, not a squeeze. You took another sip out of your vodka soda and went to stand up only to figure out that the previous two drinks before it, were a little stronger than you remembered. Shit.

“Woops! I’m sorry!” You gasped knocking into someone behind you.

“Sorry I--Oh, hey.”

You bit you lip and peered up at Shawn. The suit looked even better on him now then it did when he first stepped into it. And then there were his rosey cheeks and the heat of the room getting to his curls by the moment. He was absolutely stunning, and you couldn't believe you were about to enter another year of being practically suffocated by the weight of him.

“Hi.” You murmured reaching one of his arms to stabilize yourself. “How are you doing?”

He shrugged. “I’ve been alright. It’s been kinda hard to have fun though. My best friend’s been MIA.”

You snorted. “Is that so?”

“Yep. She got mad at me earlier, and I’m not really quite sure why. Perhaps you could tell me. I hear men are pretty dumb.”

You let your body weight lean into him, and sighed happily when his hands fell to your waist. Usually you’d do anything to stay away from this kind of contact, but vodka is a hell of a thing.

“It’s fine. I’m over it.” You assured him.

His eyebrows scrunched together at your words. That sort of Canadian pout of his. It was extremely effective.

“See, but I don’t even understand why you do that. Sometimes it’s like you're pissed at me, and then maybe you decide to get over it all without ever telling me what I’ve done in the first place.”

“Look let’s just enjoy the night, huh? It’s New Year’s Eve. All your friends and family are here. Let’s not make it more complicated.”

“Fine. But only if you promise to stop sulking in a corner and come have fun with me.” He mumbled. “I’ve like missed you all day.”

It was moments like that that you just wanted to shake him and yell. How could he not see what he was putting you through? How was it not incredibly obvious how in love you were with him? But you could tell just by the look on his face that he was being as sincere as ever. Shawn was just too kind for his own good, and for yours apparently.

“Yea, okay. Let’s have fun.”

*two hours later*

You are drunk. And the only reason you know how drunk you are is because you’ve lost your ability to measure other people’s drunkness. As far as your ass is concerned, everyone is living their best life and no one is any drunker than one another. Dumb. You should have known Shawn was drunk off his ass the minute he started hugging strangers. But alas, if Andrew’s expectation was that you were meant to keep him out of trouble then...you just might be fired tomorrow.

“You smell amazing.” Shawn whispered in your ear as he threw himself onto your back, arms wrapping tightly around you. “Where have you been all my life?”

You giggled. “I’ve been here, kiddo. You know, controlling your day to day life, keeping you afloat?”

“Not like that. I mean...I mean like...where have you been ya know?” He mumbled taking a sip out of a champagne bottle.

Sober you would’ve gotten him straight to bed at this point. Drunk you was a little dumber.

“No I don’t!”

“You just...God you’re so beautiful ya know?” He huffed bringing your foreheads together. “It drives me crazy.”

“What? What did you say?”

“Y/n I--”

“Shawn!”

And just like that, one minute the boy you like is hovering over you with heart eyes and the next his friends are practically picking him up. Jon, Brian, and Connor descended like wolves, quickly rushing Shawn away from you.

“We’ll be right back!” Bryan called over his shoulder.

You were left to your own devices and the only thing you could think to do in your drunken state was...to go complain to Aalyiah about how dumb her brother was. You know, like a crazy person.

“Hey what’s wrong?” She asked softly, not nearly as drunk as you. It must have been the whole underage thing.

You shook your head. “Your brother is an idiot.”

“Oh I’m aware. But why in particular is he an idiot this time?”

“He just can’t communicate jackshit unless it’s in a song. Can’t tell anyone how he feels. Just likes to stick his dumb, big head everywhere with his dumb big eyes and his dumb smile. I’m sick of it, ya know?”

Aaliyah smiled softly at you and squeezed your shoulder.

“Oh you poor thing. You want me to talk to him?”

You eyes widened. “No. Oh no, ‘Lyiah, not at all. I was just blowing off steam.”

“Uh huh…”

“No seriously. Promise me you won’t say anything.”

She rolled her eyes. “But y/n--”

“No promise me!”

“Alright, alright, Jeez. I promise.” She groaned. “But for the record if this is how complicated adults liking each other is, I want no part in it.”

“‘Liking’? Who said anything about liking?”

“Oh y/n...Please.”

“I liked you better when you were younger and shyer.”

*meanwhile in the corner on the opposite side of the party*

“What the hell guys!” Shawn muttered still trying to peer over the heads of people to see y/n.

Jon clicked his fingers in front of his face. “Excuse me? You told us not to let you get carried away with y/n tonight, remember?”

“...No. not really. And I retract my statement, now if you’ll excuse me...Goddamit, guys!”

They weren’t budging. And Shawn was pretty sure he was thinking clearer than he had in years. Save for the bottle of champagne in his hand.

“Bro, stop being an idiot, you’re blowing my high here!” Brian yelled at him. “You don’t want to fuck things up with y/n remember? You don’t want to mix business with pleasure! These are your words.”

“But...But...she’s so pretty.” He whined closing his eyes in despair. “So pretty.”

Jon snorted. “Oh to be young and in love. What a travesty.”

“Look we’ve got ten minutes until the ball drops. Let’s get you a fresh bottle of champagne and try to relax, aye?”

Shawn couldn’t quite do anything but pout.

“Fine. Let me go dammit.”

And thus the two were separate as the party began to re-hype for the ball drop. Brian got Shawn a bottle of champagne, his friends surrounding him on all sides so that he didn’t make any mistakes. Y/n was left to chill back in her corner. Without Shawn to hang out with, and his friends--which used to be her friends--being assholes, it was a lost cause.

At some point you were just waiting for the night to end. You wanted to go back to your hotel and sleep and forget all about Shawn’s dumb face when he told you how beautiful you were. What a joke. This whole night was a joke. Usually Jon and you would’ve spent the whole night making fun of all the white people, Connor would have hung on your hip like he always tended to do. Even Brian was a cocky son of a bitch who let you give it right back to him. But Shawn didn’t want to be near you for some reason. Friends. Yea right.

It wasn’t until everyone begin counting that you realized you weren’t in the mood at all. The excitement. The joy. It just wasn’t there. So you decided to leave. Meanwhile, at the clock struck midnight, Shawn busted open a bottle of champagne to spray his friends with. It’d been a hell of a year and he knew he deserved to celebrate a little bit. So the hugs go all the way around and he squeezes them tight enough that he hopes they know how much he loves them. He’s drunk and he’s happy and when those two things happen there’s typically on one person he wants to share that with. But it only takes one look around the room to see you’re not there. And that’s the opposite of what he wanted.

“Hey! Hey! Have you seen y/n?” He asked Jon who had quickly discovered his girlfriend’s throat after the ball drop.

“No man. And you shouldn’t either.” He huffed.

But Shawn had no time for his friend’s bullshit. This was the woman of his dream they were talking about here.

Brian was practically tripping balls and extremely ineffective. Connor was sympathetic but hadn’t seen her. His next best guess was Aaliyah, who was looking a little wobbily like maybe she’s stolen a drink or two. (He was too drunk and too fixated on y/n to remember that he’d been the one to give them to her).

“Sis, have you seen y/n? I can’t find her anywhere!”

She rolled her eyes. “No! But she probably got tired of the games and went back to her room.”

“What games? What are you talking about?”

“She’s tired of you acting like you want her until it gets too serious and then backing away and pretending you’re just friends. It’s bullshit and it hurts and she probably got fed up. Let me guess tonight’s plan was to have the guys keep you away from her?”

Having a sixteen year old sister who’s smarter than you is truly terrible.

He stared at her dumbfounded. “I…”

“Yea, that’s what I thought. Look if you don’t want to be with her just leave her alone. She’s not some play toy, alright?”

“I’m not--that’s not even remotely what’s going on!” He muttered at her.

“Well that’s what it looks like! Women aren’t stupid and you’re not clever, dumbass. Stop messing with her. It’s driving her crazy.”

He rubbed his hands over his face thankful when the music finally cut down as people took the time to huge and squeeze their loved ones for the new year. His little sister had never been one to let him off the hook, and it was nice to know some things weren't going to change in 2020.

“I’m in love with her!” He bursted. “I’ve been in love with her since the moment I saw her, and I didn’t want to let her go, okay? She’s amazing at her job and she’s my best friend. And I need her in my life. So, I thought I’d rather have a part of her forever than ever face the possibility of losing her. She’s not some plaything alright...she’s--she’s everything.”

And just like that the anger on her face twisted to happiness and she quickly reached to pat him on the shoulder. Teenage girls were practically navy seals mixed with ninjas or some shit.

“See, now was that so hard?”

“Look don’t take this the wrong way but I think you might be a sociopath.”

Aaliyah rolled her eyes again and pointed over his shoulder. He turned to see y/n standing there with her jacket in hand looking about as shocked as he felt. Suddenly the room was much warmer than he remembered, and his hair felt sweaty against eh back of his next. The cat was out of the bag.

“H--How much of that did you hear?” He asked you, walking slowly in your direction.

You bit your lip. “I showed up around the ‘love’ part.”

“Oh...okay. Do you wanna--can we maybe go somewhere and talk?”

“I don’t know. I’m drunk. You’re drunk. I’d probably just go to sleep thinking I made the shit up.”

He shook his head. “That couldn’t be y/n. I meant it. Every word.”

“Yea? Then prove it.”

“Prove it? How?”

“I don’t know! I’m drunk, shit.” You whined.

He rolled his eyes up at the ceiling and stalked closer to you until you had to peer up in order to see him. His warmth was intoxicating, the smell of campagne still fresh on his lips. This is dangerous territory. There are witnesses. No room for him to go back when he changes his mind in the morning. His fingers cup your cheek.

“Shawn.” You warned jaw going slack in his grip.

“You drive me absolutely crazy, you know that?” He whispered, breath fanning your face.

“Yea, the feeling is mutual...Don’t play with me right now.”

“I’m not. I swear to you. We can figure the rest out tomorrow, but for now, I love you.”

“Don’t say that unless you mean it.”

There were tears in your eyes threatening to fall, and your body as lose as it was from the alcohol was still struggling to let go. You’d dreamt about these words long enough that reality has begun to blur. Who knows what’s real and what isn’t.

“I mean it.” He hummed so softly against your lips. “I mean it, I mean it, I mean it. I love you. Let me show you.”

Leave it to your New Year’s kiss to come fifteen minutes late. But there’s not a care in the world when his lips are on yours. Your toes dig into the carpet as you lean up to kiss him something soft and chaste turning more dominant by the second. If this was a dream, let them never wake you up. Because it felt so real. So right. So soft.

“Happy New Year sweetheart.” He whispered against your ear.

And a happy new year it was.

The End.

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[daydreaming-everyday]

What toys the DEH characters played with as kids

I’m really bored, and I came up with this. Feel free to add on!

Evan:

He had to have a few Zhu Zhu pets.

Lincoln Logs (Legos were expensive, but Evan liked Lincoln Logs better).

Of course there were lots of trucks (“but you saw that truck, and you smiled so wide”).

Connor:

Larry and Cynthia bought him action figures and Hotwheels.

Connor inherited all of Larry’s G. I. Joes.

Connor liked to mix his toys with Zoe’s (they played some whack games with a mix of serious muscular soldiers and pretty pink ponies).

Jared:

Jared totally played with Legos.

Nerf guns (he would always shoot Evan).

Maybe collected Pokémon cards??? (He made a lot of unfair trades at school).

Zoe:

My Little Pony and Littlest Pet Shop.

Some Fur Real Friends too.

Okay, she had to have had one of the loom bracelet makers (and she still wears the bracelets when older).

Alana:

Alana had all of the Barbie Career Dolls (her parents wanted to expose her to career choices).

She probably had a couple of Monster High, Bratz, Polly Pocket, and maybe an American Girl.

I don’t know why, but maybe a few Webkinz???

Just a thought!

[dottie-wan-kenobi]

UHHH THE FIC I WISH YOU WOULD WRITE?? Deadass just.... roy and dick hanging out There is a severe lack of fics with them and i just live for your writing in general

thank you so much, that means the world to me 🥺🥺🥺!!! and ohhhhh that would be a lot of fun!!! and this isn’t a fic exactly, just a bunch of headcanons, but still let me preface by saying I haven’t read a lot of their comics so this would all be considered AU probably! AND THIS GOT SO LONG OH MY GOD im not sorry but WOW I got way off track lmao

I can see them doing a lot of different things lol, like when they’re younger I think they’d play hacky sack and arm wrestle and stuff but also I think there would be a lot of nights spent at one or the other’s place, laying under blankets with popcorn and their favorite movies on. I like the thought that either it’s a movie they both love, Their Movie(tm), or it’s multiple ones that only one likes and the other hates but can recite word for word bc they’ve seen it so many times. idk why but I’m picturing Stuart Little dkjfhkjdsah do w that what you will. I also don’t know if this is like a Thing or not but I love the idea of them together at galas. hiding under tables w their PSPs or DSes, trying to be quiet but everything is funnier there, and they overhear all kinds of shit that maybe they shouldn’t but THEY’RE BASICALLY 12 ANYWAY that’s almost a teenager and teenagers can watch R rated movies soooooo!!! and omgggg imagine the superheroing antics. when they’re training together, I think they’d throw trash talk around and at first they aren’t sure where to stop so some feelings are hurt. but the more they work together, the easier it is to tell what’s a joke and where the line is and stuff. they would absolutely practice their aim with nerf/water guns. someone says that they, the ones in the Titans without the powers, are useless and both get absolutely pissed because the other is SO IMPORTANT TO THE TEAM IN THESE WAYS *proceeds to list 27 reasons and doesn’t think to defend self*

when they’re a little older, like teenagers, I think they’d have a lot of fun working together on cases. they’d butt heads but eventually it would be kind of instinctual, like okay Dick will take the lead on this case and Roy will be in charge for this one, and they won’t have to think before doing something that depends on the other because they just know what the other is going to do before they do it. if that makes sense. across the room at Superhero Meetings, they’re making faces/mouthing stuff at each other making inside jokes. Bruce is like “can you please stop.” and they say at the same time, “I have no idea what you mean.” they spar a lot, and continue the time honored tradition of hacky sack and arm wrestling when they’re bored. they always go to each other for advice. when one of them needs a break from life, they just show up at the other’s place. (Ollie, many times: “Bruce? Yeah your gremlin is here. ... Yes I called him a gremlin what are you gonna do about it. My son is making him feel better. ... We’ll have him home by tomorrow afternoon.”) and Dick definitely, 10000% asks Roy if he’d like to join the Titans again, and is sad when Roy says no. they also know exactly how the other likes a lot of foods, like Dick likes his coffee w tons of milk/cream, and Roy likes Hawaiian pizza, and how much is Too Much Mustard, etc etc

as for when they’re adults,,,,,,,,,, this is kind of dumb tbh but them just??? sitting together in silence/quiet music? doing paperwork? they’re not talking or anything, but they aren’t alone either, and once they’re done they’re going to hang but didn’t want to wait???? I love that. I love them having sleepovers as kids, not so much as teens, and then having them again (bc they were comforting, and bc they trust each other so much, and bc they want to stay up all night eating pizza and playing chubby bunny again). speaking of, they meet up and eat pizza together sometimes. I can decide if it’s better like, they’re in disguise? they’re obviously themselves? they’re in costume??? idk I love all of it. they have Shows and they probably try to go on missions together bc Roy is NOT waiting 2 months to watch the next episode absolutely not. they prank each others’ siblings, and by that I mean I’m picturing Roy and Connor (Conner? idk how to spell his name I’m sorry dkjfsdahh) hanging out and Dick pranks him in a way that Connor would IMMEDIATELY assume was Roy, but Roy is right there. within sight the whole time. (C: “what is this bullshit, a shapeshifter?”) 

when they’re like ADULTS adults... training kids together and reassuring the ones without powers that they’re just as capable, and cracking jokes that got old TWENTY YEARS AGO, DICKOLAS. (Roy is still laughing tho. don’t be fooled.) leading the Justice League together I’m 🥺🥺🥺 and ugh oh my god I’m having parents feelings lemme just

obviously they raise Lian together lmao this isn’t a question. holy fuck imagine them tucking Lian into bed at night. reading/telling her five stories (even tho Roy says 2 is really enough, but she just loves the voices they make and how Dick acts stuff out so muchhhh she doesn’t want it to end) before going to bed themselves. staying up to lay on the couch, on top of each other, and be like “WOW she’s adorable but I am so exhausted.” again w the shows but it’s always reruns of like Fresh Prince. they have a stash of food Lian can’t eat, like sugary cheat stuff, and sit at the table holding hands while they eat them. they are the most embarrassing parents ever oh my god they go to as many of Lian’s school events as they can and take videos and actually go back and watch them??? even though they were there??????? Donna comes over and is treated to a viewing of every single award Lian has ever won, which are displayed on the walls. I also have this headcanon Roy has to get glasses when he’s older, like in his 40s, and I think Dick would spend a lot of time helping him look for them lmao. please also imagine them dying their gray hairs together. standing in the bathroom, shirtless, laughing at how silly they look and also how the gray looks REALLY GOOD are you sure you want to dye it. I’m also losing my shit at the thought of them having chairs like !!! this is so domestic but there’s Roy’s Chair, which is soft and has a high back and pops out/reclines so he can chill, and there’s Dick’s Chair which is softer/fluffier, wider and smaller in the back, and it doesn’t recline but it does have huge armrests bc Dick sits sideways so he can look at both Roy and the TV. (they sit in these chairs with their grandkids and fall asleep in them all the time and they are perfectly apart so that they can hold hands comfortably.)

I’m also having NSFW ideas as well but this is already so much?????????

send me a “I wish you would write a fic where…”!!

[storytimefromthecreed]

Assassins as Roommates: The Christmas Miracle of 2019

Altair made a mental note to thank Maria for her insistance on the red suit. It kept him warm, and thus gave him an advantage over the snow Shay and Liam were hurling at him. Bumping into someone, he tensed for battle on all sides, but found it to be Malik. After curt nods, they dueled back to back. Arno stepped out from behind a tree, recognizeable from his new cowboy hat, and pulling nerf pistols from his new hoisters. 

“Where’s Darim?” 

“Malik, now?” Altair felt his friend shrug, and cut a snowball in half before it hit him. “Travelling.”

“Again?”

“Malik!” Malik rolled over Altair’s shoulder and slashed at Arno’s foam bullets. They landed soundlessly in the snow. Altair was faced with Kassandra, and focused his frustrations on her. “We made him travel with us for work for so long when he was young.” He slashed at her sword, but she was strong and held fast. Creating a circle, she’d hoped to loosen his hold on his, but Altair was smart. He allowed her to do the motion, then sidestepped, pushing her until she ran into Connor, who was fleeing from Aveline and his mother. Kassanda landed in the snow, laughing, and Altair helped her up.

Shaking the snow from her legs and backside, she said, “I don’t fall in battle so easily.”

“Just out of your element, is all.” Altair assured her, and pointed to her brother. “Do you think Alexios would fair as well?” A mischevious grin on her face, Kassandra ran to her brother and Altair returned his attention to Malik who was, no pun intended, single handedly fighting Aya and Elise. 

“He’s a good boy, Malik. I’m not going to force him home. If he wants to travel the world endlessly with his friends,” Altair encrouched on Malik’s battle, fighting through Elise’s guard, tossing her sword into his hand, and handing it back. “Then who am I to stop him?”

“It’s the holidays, Altair.” Malik watched his friend chase off Elise and Aya, and readied himself for Gerard and Adewale. Far away, Connor roared,

“Who gave my mother a hidden blade?!”

Haytham brushed snow from his son’s shoulders and assured him. “Think nothing of it, Connor. She can’t take us both.” Ziio undid her other blade and Haytham gulped, “On second thought...”

Adewale welded an axe, Gerard with duel cutlasses. “This explains so much.” Malik defended, sidestepping Adewale and shoving him into Jacob. The pair fell into a bank of snow. 

Altair kicked Gerard down, then used him as a ramp to leap off, throwing a snowball at Evie’s face. “What does that mean?”

The snow made a wet slapping noise, and made Evie’s hair cling to her face. Jacob’s laughter filled the yard. Malik pushed Gerard away, and he and Altair headed to defend their fort. “This is why you’re like that this time of year.”

“I’ve no idea what you mean, Malik.” Altair said, when in fact he knew exactly what his friend meant. “Darim is welcome home whenever he’d like.” Altair handed Aya a sword and now it was she who ran into battle. Altair leaned against the fort, deep in thought. “Whenever he wants.” A shelf of snow was dropped on his head, and Maria danced away, laughing. Shaking the snow was his body, it already absorbing through the suit, Altair chased. “Maria!”

When the battle ended and everyone was cold, they all went inside for the fireplace and hot chocolate. When the night wore long and they were ready for bed, all that remained were Maria, Altair, and Malik. Each man had a head on one of Maria’s shoulders, and they talked and watched the fire. Neither aware of how their Christmas had only just begun.

Darim had been travelling, as he’d told his father, but that wasn’t all he was up to. You see, Darim had figured if the rest of his loved ones had found their way home, then there had to be some who’d gotten lost along the way. And, when his parents had called and asked him home for the holidays, Darim suddenly knew what he had to do. It broke his heart to hear his mother sad over his not visiting, but he hoped this would make it up to her. And he knew their family was not the only one hurting.

It took time, almost the whole year, but he’d done it. Now to execute the plan. Knocking on the Auditore door, Darim bid Happy Holidays to Ezio, and, when Ezio asked what he was there for, Darim asked him to step outside. There, hidden just out of sight, was the rest of the Auditore family. Ezio staggered, disbelief on his face, tears in his eyes as his father took him in his arms, and his brothers hugged him. Claudia, upon wondering what was taking him so long, screamed at the sight, and ran into her mother’s arms. Yusuf and Desmond watched with huge smiles at the door. Darim headed to the next house.

Demetri, one of Arno’s friends, opened the door, and Darim asked for both Arno and Elise. “What a beautiful, strong woman you’ve turned into.” Her father said, and Elise dropped Arno’s hand to leap into her father’s embrace. Burying her face in his neck. 

“I knew you’d figure it out, Arno.” Charles Dorian took his silent son’s hand, and pulled him into a hug. “I am so sorry I wasn’t there to guide you, but I see you did just right without me.”

“Papa!” Arno cried.

Aya and Bayek were the scariest to face as Darim was nervous of how they’d take it. Aya pushed her husband out of the way when Darim knocked the door with her son. Bayek leapt to his feet, holding his wife and child. Darim had never seen him dance before.

Myrrine was a wonderful woman and kept calling Darim ‘lamb’. His own mother called him little sheep, on account of his curly hair, so the words were sweet to hear. Her husband said little, just shifted side to side, and Stentor entertained Darium was jokes and snide remarks. Upon opening the door, Kassandra and Alexios wrapped their mother in a hug, holding hands, then begged Darim to stay with their family for the night. Unfortunately, he had more work to do, he’d told them, and off he went.

This one wanted to do it their way. Knocking on the Kenway door, Edward answered. “What? Not going to invite me in, Kenway?” Edward stared, the blood drained from his face, his mouth agap. “After all I’ve done for you, you’re gonna muck up my sassy lines.” Mary Read’s voice carried amusement and Edward’s face went red as the tears began. Taking her into his arms, Edward lifted her off the ground and gave her a whirl. Connor, his parents, and Adewale peeked from the door, and then Connor ran down the steps. 

Kanen’to:kon had barely time to brace himself before Connor tackled him into a hug. “Put me down, Kenway!” Mary complained, but Darim didn’t see her fight him off. “Put me down before I box ya ears!”

“Ratonhkhake:ton!” Kanen’to:kon was lifted a foot off the ground, and looked queasy. “You know how I feel about heights!”

The last house gave him the most pause. “Are you sure?” The young boy beside him asked, and Darim knocked. The glow of the fireplace told him someone was awake, but he couldn’t image who it could be until his father stood before him. “Darim?” A smile brightened his face when he saw his eldest, “Little Sheep, you came home?” Darim sidestepped, and Altair’s smile dropped. 

Darim had never seen his father cry, couldn’t even picture it, so when tears ran like rivers down his face as Altair slowly descended the steps, Darim didn’t know what to do. “Sef?” Altair’s voice barely above a whisper, like if he spoke too loud the image would evaporate and his heart would be broken again. The boy looked awkwardly down, like a boy in trouble. “Sef?!” Altair collapsed at his youngest son’s feet and hugged him, held him close, and sobbed. His body racked, and Sef wrapped his arms around his dad, crying too. “Sef!”

“I’m sorry I didn’t come home right away. I thought you’d be mad at me.”

“I could never...” Altair couldn’t form the words. Sensing something amiss, Malik was next at the door and his face went from shocked to crying like Altair. “Sef? Tazim?!” Malik’s son rushed to him and Malik took him in, crying. “My son! My son!”

Maria had now appeared, and upon seeing Altair, ran, screaming, and threw her arms around Sef. Tears rolling down Darim’s face only fell harder as Altair pulled him down, bringing Malik and Tazim in with them. The family finally whole. It was a Merry Christmas indeed.

[lost-tanuki]

DBH headcanon - Prankster Androids

Got inspired by @sociallyawkwardperi and @mwolf0epsilon‘s post about how the pranking hierarchy would work in the Jericrew, so I thought I’d attribute a type of prank to every android in DBH.

- Simon doesn't give enough of a shit to prank people, and is impossible to prank without him catching on too early,  "Do it I dare you"

- Josh doesn't execute the prank itself but is willing to help a prankster by distracting the unsuspecting victim, “Oh hello there what a coincidence that we meet here on this day”

- North once shaved off Josh's hair while he was in stasis. He got mad, so she dyed it the time after that. The resulting color was unspecifiable and absolute hell to wash out.

- Markus often bob rosses Connor's face while he's in standby mode, "I think you've got something on your nose"

- Connor blocked the adjustment handle of Gavin's seat at maximum height, and once swapped sugar for salt while making him a coffee.

- Sixty tapes "kick me" signs to Connor's back. (Author's Note: what a fucking prick)

- Nines pushes Sixty in pools/lakes/basically any body of water, "Oh sorry I didn't see you there"

- Kara likes to annoy Alice by pretending she can't see or hear her, "Hm that's weird I thought I heard a mosquito"

- Alice climbs to the top of the stairs and waits for Luther to walk by so she can get the drop on him, "I'm a ninja"

- Luther only pranked someone once, when Alice asked him to scare her friends at a sleepover by pretending to be a big monster that only came when the lights turned off. They screamed, he got scared by their screams, and he never pranked anyone again. 

- Ralph uses that squirty flower thing clowns use, it's really obvious but people let him prank them because he's just. So. Damn. Happy.

- Rupert is known for balancing a bucket of water on top of his door so that people will lEavE HiM alOnE

- The Jerry do the Twin Swap™, "Oh I'm not the Jerry you're looking for", "SIKE"

- Ripple has water guns and Nerf guns hidden all over her and Echo's home

- Echo adds folk songs to Ripple's sexy times playlist and renames the files so that it's even more annoying to find and delete them

[shadeops21]

A, B, J, E, O and U

A - Ships that you currently like a lot.

I have way, way too many to properly list all here, so I’ll pick my favourite from each of my core fandoms:

- Ace Combat - Blaze x Edge - RWBY - Arkos (RIP), with White Rose being second place/backup ship. - Detroit: Become Human - Connor & North (friendship, post peaceful revolution). - R6: Siege - Split tie between Ash x Thermite and Twitch x IQ. - Miraculous Ladybug - Adrien X Marinette (pre-reveal preference) - Halo - Tie between John x Kelly and Fred x Veta Lopis

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

Moreso that my friends and I realised this one as we mused together, but it was a friendship/relationship between Nomad (GR: Wildlands/Breakpoint) and Twitch, after their experiences in Bolivia.

E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what?

Mostly with Siege and Call of Duty, but here are a few highlights:

- COD - My OC orchestrating a major nerf gun war on the base. - COD - My OC and the rest of the 141 dressing as Ghost for Halloween. - Siege - Water gun fight as training during a heatwave. - Siege - Thermite taking Ash to his cliche-ridden high school reunion. - Siege - The rest of the operators taking the absolute piss out of Pulse after Hibana owned his ass at the tournament.

J - Name a fandom you didn’t think about until you saw it all over Tumblr. (You don’t have to care about it or follow it; it just has to be something that Tumblr made you aware of.)

I wouldn’t know if I consider this a ‘fandom’ or not, but the ‘Humans Are Space Orcs/Australians/Weird’ fandom is something that I only saw on Tumblr (admittedly, saw it on a screenshot of a tumblr post but I delved down the rabbit hole proper here). I absolutely love the concepts, ideas, stories, and media that I’ve seen and consumed from this. Really intriguing and entertaining!

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

Family Affair - Bliss n Eso - Mozzie, from R6 Siege.

I could say that it’s because they’re an Australian group, but that’d be too easy. Nah, the opening line says it all:

“My grandma told me ‘Do not take shit. From anybody in this motherfucking bitch’.”

U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

Tough call, because I love a lot of different characters from different fandoms for different reasons...

Kei “Edge” Nagase - Ace Combat 5. She’s a fiercely loyal wingwoman to Blaze (player character) in the game, and while she does come off as a little too idealistic at times, I kind of find it endearing to her that she’s willing to do what it takes to make the world a safer place, even if it means engaging in a needless war.

North - Detroit: Become Human - She just doesn’t give a single fuck when push comes to shove, which is a quality that I can admire when focused in the right way. That said, even when Marcus and the others go the peaceful route, she still stays by their side and backs them up 100%.

Weiss Schnee - RWBY - Coming from a live of absolute privilege yet also from harsh neglect and extremely high standards, Weiss has continuously strives to better herself in every single volume so far, and has completely changed herself for the better. I’m sure V7 Weiss would look at V1 Weiss and want to strangle her with how she acted. She’s just developed and matured completely as a person, and it’s reflected in her friendships with the rest of her team.

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Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference. (for mary and owen!!)

You get a Mary/Owen College AU :D

As always, Owen, Maddie, and Connor belong to @universalfanfic

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“The game,” Maddie announced with her typical flair, “is Humans vs. Zombies!”  Owen rolled his eyes at her dramatics; everyone present obviously knew why they had gathered in the university’s biggest parking garage. He didn’t interrupt though.  This was Maddie’s event after all.  She was the one who’d spent the past week plastering up posters and telling people about it.  She’d actually gathered a bigger crowd of people than Owen had expected her to.

Who knew so many people brought nerf guns to college?

Connor nudged him in the ribs, getting Owen’s attention.  “Hey, look who came.” Connor tilted his head to the right, and Owen glanced that way to see who he was talking about.  It only took him a moment to spot her; Mary, on the edge of the crowd, dressed in leggings and a loose t-shirt, a nerf sword casually resting on one shoulder as she listened to Maddie’s explanation of the rules.

Owen hastily looked away, not wanting to risk being caught staring.  “Have you actually talked to her yet?” Connor asked.

Owen glared at his friend; this was not the opportune moment for this conversation.  But if he ignored him, he ran the risk of Connor repeating himself louder, and he didn’t want that either.  “Yes, I’ve talked to her,” Owen grumbled.

“More than a polite hello or good morning?”

Owen winced, and Connor shook his head.  “You’re never going to get a date with her that way.”

“Could we not talk about this right now?”

Connor raised one hand in surrender, but he was clearly fighting back a smirk.  Owen mentally resolved to abandon him to the “zombies” at the first opportunity.

“Alright, any questions? No?  Good!  And good luck staying alive!”  Maddie grinned and blew the whistle she had hanging around her neck, signaling the start of the game.

Owen glanced in Mary’s direction, but she’d already vanished.  He shook his head, trying to put it out of his mind.  Maddie was the zombie, and if he was her first victim, he’d never live it down.

Of course, the game wasn’t designed for the “humans” to win.  Getting shot with the nerf guns only made the “zombies” freeze for ten seconds, and eventually the zombie would tag someone, making them a zombie too, and in time the zombie ranks would grow.  The real point of the game was just to be the last human standing, and then to hold out for as long as possible.

The game had been going almost half an hour when Maddie blew her whistle twice; the signal for all the zombies to gather on the top floor.  “Think everyone got tagged?” Connor asked.

“Probably,” Owen said. He hadn’t run into anyone who wasn’t a zombie for the past five minutes at that point.  They went upstairs, and it looked like the whole crowd was there.

“Anyone left human?” Maddie called out.

“That chick with the sword!” someone called out.  “She’s scary.”

Maddie nodded, scanning over the crowd.  “Looks like she’s the last one.”

“And now she’s had four empty levels to hide in,” Connor said.  “This could take a while.”

Somehow, Maddie heard him and scoffed.  “No way; we’ve got like twenty people to hunt her down with.  We just have to be smart about it.”  She immediately started handing out assignments; teams to sweep the different levels, three people in each of the stairwells in case she tried to use them. Connor and Owen ended up in one of the stairwells, waiting.

“What are the chances she gives up so this round ends soon?” Connor asked, leaning against the wall.

Owen shrugged.  “Don’t know.”  She didn’t seem like the type to just quit to him, but it would let them go ahead and start a new round.

The door at the landing below them slammed open, and Mary skidded inside, freezing when she saw Connor, Owen, and the guy that was with them in the stairwell.  She glanced between them and the door, apparently weighing her options.

“I wouldn’t try it!” the other guy scoffed.  “We’ve got the high ground!”

Mary stiffened; then she bolted straight up the stairs.  There were thwaps and yelps, and Mary’s sword hit Owen’s shoulder before it even registered that she was beside him.  Then she was on the landing two steps above him, smirking down at the group. “Who’s got the high ground now?”

Owen tried to come up with a witty comeback, but her hair was messy, her cheeks were flushed, her confident smirk breathtaking, and when her eyes met his, it seemed like every clever one liner he’d ever used vanished from his head. Mary’s free hand shot out and caught him by the collar of his shirt, tugging him forward as she leaned down and abruptly kissed him.  Owen’s eyes went wide, but by the time his brain caught up with what was happening, she was pulling away and grinning at him. She winked, and then she was through the door and gone.

Did…did that really just happen?

Connor snapped his fingers by Owen’s face.  “Hey. Buddy.  You still breathing?”

Owen blinked.  “Mary just…she really kissed me?”

“She did,” Connor confirmed. “Which I think means if you ever bother actually asking her out, she’ll say yes.”

[mwolf0epsilon]

Fine, you wanna write :3c. Jericho (and) Connor entertaining Children by being Godzilla monsters; ending is up to you

Thanks for trying to cheer me up Brit, you're honestly the best friendo...

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"That's a pretty good cardboard replica of Detroit."

"Do I really have to wear this alligator plush on my head?"

"This toy car is missing three wheels..."

"Shut up, come on guys just play along please!"

The YK400s and YK500s all sit in an orderly manner before a great big makeshift curtain. They're murmuring among each other, eagerly awaiting a small little event Simon had set up for them.

It had come to the PL600's attention, through a certain flock of ginger birds, that the children were in dire need of some entertainment. The construction work at the tower was completely focused on the essentials, so the child models were without any toys or enriching activities to partake in. Bored children, as it turned out, tended to get in the way of busy and surly construction models.

They sought out attention and fun through any means possible, and tended to either get yelled at, or get hurt as a result.

This wouldn't do, not as long as Simon was around.

Which was why he'd roped the others into setting up a little "play" for the children to enjoy after study hours ended.

Josh had gone around during his daily classes with the children, asking them simple mundane questions on what their interests were, so as to create a simple story that everyone would enjoy. It took a little work, and it wasn't the most refined of plots, but it would certainly get a few smiles and chuckles.

"Alright, thank you all for being so patient." Simon came out from behind the curtain and smiled at the beaming faces of the various YK staring up at him "I've been told you've all been very bored as of late, and that some of you have taken to pranking some of the adults here at the tower."

"Only the mean ones..." A sandy haired boy mumbled from the back.

"While I know you don't mean any harm, I have to express how important it is that you don't get into the floors that are currently under construction. You could get terribly hurt." Simon explained "But I also know you aren't at fault. You're young and very bored, and to help with this your teacher, Josh, and I have set up a little show with the help of some friends."

The curtains parted, the children "ooing" and "aaing" as they took notice of the vast cardboard box replica of their home city. Josh had really had a blast recreating the entire thing with the help of the Jerrys.

Speaking of which, Josh was seated on a wooden crate a little ways further, holding onto a tablet.

"Narrator, if you will." Simon nodded at the PJ500 who nodded back.

"It was a cold September morning in Detroit. All the men and women were slowly stirring awake and preparing for their usual routines, when the most strangest of things happened. A strange glowing meteor, fallen from a world far from ours, crash landed in the park."

On cue a tennis ball was launched from behind the scenes, but instead of hitting the designated park area it hit Josh on the forehead before bouncing off out of sight. The PJ500 glared at someone behind the curtain before carrying on.

"This ethereal green meteor held a strange power within. A radioactive energy that mutated a harmless critter into a beast of tremendous proportions. A beast known as..." There was some shuffling and whispering from the curtain before Connor (who appeared to have an alligator plush doll tied to his head like a hat) reluctantly stepped out of the back into the miniature park. "...Connorzilla."

The children squealed happily at the ridiculous sight of the ex-deviant hunter in his odd role. Simon couldn't help hide a laugh by faking a cough at how disappointed the detective looked.

"...Rawr." The RK800 sighed.

"The beast bellowed as it began to wreck it's surroundings, fueled by a primal rage and hatred of modern architecture." Connor kicked over a few toy cars that had definitly seen better days, and planted a foot down over a building made to look like Bellini's. Not at all the work of a primal beast, but the children didn't seem to notice nor care. "Luckily, the beast wasn't the only one at the park when the meteor hit. A good samaritan was out for a morning stroll when he too became titanic in size, due to the strange properties of fantasy radiation."

Markus stepped onto the "stage" looking just as disgruntled as Connor. He was only doing this for the kids, and Simon had expressed his gratitude for a good part of an hour over him agreeing to take part.

The kids loved Markus!

"As soon as the two giants locked gazes, the battle between good vs evil began. Man vs beast." Josh carried on narrating as the two RKs began pretend fighting with each other, all the while managing to destroy the cardboard city. "Men, women and children evacuated as their city quaked under the terrible battle. But soon, eventually, the monster was defeated by our gargantuan hero."

Connor dramatically gasped and fell back, sticking his tongue out and holding up a flower like a cartoon character expiring in its childish fashion.

The children cheered happily at the "monster's" defeat.

And then North showed up wearing a soldier's helmet and holding a box full of nerf guns.

Josh smirked when Markus rose an eyebrow in confusion.

"Then of course, because our hero managed to destroy the entire city he was trying to protect, and because he's a radioactive 50 foot menace, the military stepped in to vanquish him before he too became a monster." Josh finished his narration.

"Wait what?! This wasn't on the script!"

"Sorry Markus, but your reign of potential future terror ends now!" North quickly distributed the Nerf weaponry among the children before raising a fist in the air "Fire at will!"

The children immediately began their assault, rushing after the RK200 who quickly ran out of the room, followed by an army of YK400s and YK500s as well as one maniacally laughing WR400.

Josh and Simon chuckled, satisfied with a job well done, when a small cough made them look back on the stage, where Connor was now looking over at them from where he was laying.

"...Can I take this off now?"

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Speter (a GAG fanfiction)

A Spider-man fanfic, written by 6.5 people in Gag, one line at a time.

Spider PeterBiggus Question Uh – Penned by diego, gecko, Leaxi, rii, katrina, and lovi

Spider-man took a walk. He used all eight of his little spider-feet, to run up a building. Pit pat went the little spider-feet.

“I hope I don’t fall!” He exclaimed. He was nervous, all eight of his spider-palms were sweating.

And suddenly, Doc Ock appears. (Whichone? All of them)

“Hey, peter,” said Doc Ock, “can I ask you a personal question?”

“Yes” he screamed.

“Okay grea- why are you screaming?”

Mider-spam begins to sob.

“Why are you sobbing? That isn’t my personal question, I just wanna know.”

“I’m sorry,” spider-aman says, “I just get emotional sometimes. And my favorite show just got canceled.”

“This also isn’t my question, but what show?” asked Doctor Octagonapus.

“General Hospital.” Said Peter.

“Does it take place in a hospital?”

Peter looks away. “That’s too personal of a question.”

Dock ock smiles and says “well are you ready for my question?”

Spider-man crawls into a nearby air vent.

“Here’s my question” says doc ock as he takes off his mask to reveal…

Doctor Connors! Scolding peter for being late to his class! Doctor Connors took out his Glock and shot peter in one of his eight feet. Peter screams for ten minutes. He ceases his screaming and then pulls away his shirt to reveal a bulletproof vest!

“I was wearing this just in case you decided to shoot me in the chest” Spider-peter says triumphantly.

“You should have had it ON YOUR FEET” doctor Connors says, shooting another foot. He continues to shoot all of his little spider-feet until he only has two left, like a normal boy. “That’s for missing my class, you son of a bitch spider.”

Idontknow I cant breathe

Spiderman put his finger to his lips and thought ‘Hmm maybe he’s right I thought’ why did I say I?

“Don’t put your finger on my lips again,” said doctor Connors. Doctor Connors smacked his fricking little fingers away, and then Doctor Connors’s arm pops off.

Peter looked down at the arm, confused. “Doctor Connors, can I ask you a personal question?”

“Ask question, Peter-man.”

“Now listen, my question is: Do you believe in life after love?”

“Well-“ doctor Connors begins.

But then suddenly, Peter falls out of the air duct, plummeting to the streets below. Doctor Connors watched as Peter fell down to the streets below. “wait I still have to ask my personal question” he said.

“Why is gravity working so well?” said Electro, leaning out of a window in the building next to them. Electro was filing his taxes that day. But unknown to him, the Green Goblin was also in the building, filing his taxes. The Green Goblin’s accountant, Sandman, was also in the building.

Meanwhile, Peter-man finally landed and six of his eight arms fell off on impact. But that’s okay, because he used his regen-ability to grow them all back. Two of Peter-man’s arms didn’t grow back right and fell off again. “Aw beans,” Spider-parker said sadly, holding his two fallen arms.

Doctor Connors, finally getting to the ground also, said, “Ha! You’ve been nerfed, man-parker!”

“Just because I’ve lost two of my arms- doesn’t mean I can’t kick your ass, doctor conor.” Said peter.

Gwemj were on a date and they both picked up two of peter’s hands off the floor and high fiving each other with them. They ate them.

Gwen says “wow these fucking suck.” MJ nods in agreement, and then turns and looks in the sky.

Electro, leaning even further out the window, yells down at them, “Grow better arms next time, Peter!”

“Peter,” mj said looking down, “how you doing gayboy?”

“Well that’s a personal question.” Peter said. “But I will tell you, it may or may not involve the rainbow.”

Well how about the real Doc Ock came slapping around the corner with his big eight legs and said “We’re asking personal questions?”

“Whoa! We’re asking personal questions now?” said the greeb goblin as he floated on downwards on his hoverboard thing.

Doctor Connors slams his hat that he was wearing on the ground. “I haven’t gotten to ask my question yet!”

Peter, looking up at all of his enemies together, “Alright what are your personal questions?”

“It’s my turn to ask the personal question!” (who!?) Says doctor Connors of course. Doctor Connors wanted to ask a personal question. Doctor Connors says “do you know what first aired on March 22, 2002?”

“Uhoh”, said Gwemj. “No time for personal questions, look!”

As everyone looks to where they were pointing, they see Electro falling out of the building as he leaned too far over. The Green Goblin shakes his head sadly, “ just heard about gravity. Man that shit sucks bro.”

Gravity said “well maybe you suck.”

Electro clips through the floor. “Oh shit” is what everyone says when they see Electro clipping through the floor, also at the same time theys ay this together. As they realize that he’s stuck there, they all turn around and see the true final boss, Hodd Toward.

Peter looked at Hodd Toward in absolute fear. “Oh no… you’ve released him.”

“You motherfuckers have no idea what you’re fucking up against.” Said hodd toward.

Doctor Connors takes out the chalk and says “Fuck this shit I’m going to chalkzone.”

Peter-boy smacks the chalk out of Doctor Connors’s lizard hands and says “shut the fuck up”

Hodd Toward jumps high into the air and begins to charge a spirit bomb. (But he needs people to give him his energy, who’s giving him that? Everyone who bought skyrim duh. He’s stealing their energy there was like a thing in the user agreement that no one read.)

“Oh my god” peter said “if only I had all eight of my little spider-arms attached to my body.”

“Who the fuck bought skyrim?” gwemj said immediately.

Harry opens up the sewer grate and crawls out. He says “Hey Peter, I found eight infinity gauntlets, if you want them. And also,” he continues, “don’t ask why I was in the sewers. I was having fun.”

Peter says, “aw thanks! It’s just the snack I needed! You always know whats best!” as he eats all the gauntlets.

After watching peter eat all the gauntlets, Hodd Toward crumples like a sack of paper.

Harry grabs Hodd Toward’s crumpled up paper ball form and shoves it in the boytube that is in his pocket.

Pete says “anybody got alka-selzter? My tummay hurt from infinity gauntlets. Its like mcdonalds.”

Gwemj reached into their purse and pulled out not alka-seltzer. Meanwhile the energy from the spirit bomb explodes in the sky, scattering dust everywhere. Dust got everywhere. “wow” said doctor Connors” someones gonna have to clean this up. It’s not gonna be me but, someone.”

“Whoops,” forgot to put that away,” harry said.

Peter says “wow there’s dust everywhere. Can we kiss?”

“Sure thing” says harry, still covered in sewer water and dust also, “but we have to sweep up all this dust first bro.”

Peter says “Good thing I had this just in case” and pulls out a dust pan and sweepy thingy out from under his bulletproof vest. (Idont know what to do with that)

Everyone helped Harry and Peter clean up the mess.

“What if we were both boys and we kissed in the wake of the spirit bomb’s destruction”? And then they kissed for ten minutes.