#ugh i hate having no wifi >:(

[redrosydiaz]

AYO FUCK NETFLIX HARD WITH A SPIKY CACTUS

[nocasdatsgay]

I stayed up late editing day 4 and also writing an unplanned bonus chapter for from the ashes the wildflowers grow.

Then my home internet went out again and I slept in longer than I planned this morning.

I try and post on ao3 at lunch if I’m lucky. Tumblr post will come when I get enough service 🥲

[possum-tooth]

i really wish i was watching hannibal rn

[not-mothman]

aaaaahhgghh someone send me that lil guy whos clenching his teeth and covered in blood. you know that guy. the drawing. you all know him. send him to me. please.

[ranger-kellyn]

ugh god I love getting to work and immediately dealing with passive-aggressive bullshit

[twistedpink]

Mc Inserts x TWST characters pt.3 pt.2 pt.1

Al-Asim!Mc x Riddle Rosehearts @/kyokills

UGH the one of many kids x only child dynamic is to die for!!! You’re his light, the only person who could be so contradictory to him, while understanding his circumstances fully. He fixes your hair when you mess it up, and you give him the confidence for what his “letting loose” is. It is total balance. The two of you make small talk over tea and biscuits a little too often to just be friendly, but you guys haven’t crossed that line yet- It drives everyone you know insane.

“Why are you here? I swore you were aware of study hall this evening..”

“Ah! Do you have room for one more? I wanted to see you in action! Pew pew”

Pomefiore!Mc x Ace Trappola (Anon suggestion!)

The two of you are bad people in very different ways, so the only solution is to suck together! SDC is the perfect opportunity, too bad both of you are terrible roommates. You’re a judgy little whiner, and he’s a skeezy prick- AKA a match made in heaven <3 The crux of the problem is your assholeish behaviour only multiples when you hang out. Everyone else hates you, so you supplement the lacking connection by getting ever closer,, Soon enough you’ll get the message and hook up. Just not yet.

“Ace! What did I tell you about taking my serums from the fridge??”

“Do I look like I listened? Ow!”

Savanaclaw!Mc x Jade Leech (Anon suggestion!)

Ahhh,, Those enhanced senses, fluffy tail, and downright violent demeaner makes you the perfect lab rat. So many possibilities from taste testing to psychology! Too bad you hate Jade’s guts, he’ll wear you down eventually :) His little test subject was only defending their friend against the big-bad housewarden, and as the nurturing vice, how could he ever turn a blind eye to your struggle? He tries to be magnanimous with you- if only you’d taken his deal in the first place,,, With his stalking loving badgering, in a few short weeks you’re practically domesticated! Those days where you threatened to “swallow him whole” are water under the bridge! Now what is he to do with his new pet?

“My, aren’t your canines impressive?”

“Well you don’t have to say it like that,,”

Civilian!Mc x Silver Vanrouge (Anon suggestion!)

Your poor, neglected (unofficial!) delivery boy being stuck in the rain is not something you want to watch all weekend, no matter how good he looks soaked. Your parents go out around this time anyways, and over the years of cozy meetups he wears down your walls with sweet smiles and even sweeter kisses <3 Silver is the perfect boyfriend, and while getting whisked away to briar valley makes you nervous, he’s worth it. Of course all the sneaking around right now hurts your feelings a bit, but doesn’t distance make the heart grow fonder?

“Aren’t you just darling! Are you sure I can’t keep you til’ dinner?”

“You’ll just have to get by with my jacket, I’ll be back next weekend :)”

Ignihyde!Mc x Sebek Zigvolt @/fidenciocryptidcreechur

Sure, your dorm’s not known for its diplomacy, and maybe you’re a little stunted by it, but you’ll be damned if you fail art. Anything taught by Crewel is a nightmare for the introverts of ignihyde, and for your information it does suck to suck! Self proclaimed “EASIEST” elective your butt (that you fully suck at btw! You really need this freaking credit!) newsflash, nothing about art is easy! It’s all in the interpretation, and the practice, and the reference, and- holy moly is that a muscular extrovert on a HORSE? It’s time to put your big boy pants on, and pay a fifteen year old for their time. + biceps. #lockedin

“MC! I’M READY TO BE DRAWN!”

“alright! Hold that pose..”

Vice president!Mc x Rollo Flamme

Every mysterious hero needs their roguishly annoying best friend, just guess which one you are! You hover around your pampered wittle boss for a couple hours a day in exchange for the elusive office wifi. Rollo insists magicam is rotting your brain. You just respond by his spamming his ancient phone with couple’s challenges, despite being immediately rejected on a daily basis. The student body says you’re “odd” on the best of days, but your office crush hasn’t kicked you out yet- so you must be doing something right! Right?

“Woah, that guy is beautiful!”

“I’d like to assume you aren’t referring to Malleus Draconia, but it seems all your romantic conquests are an effort to “bug” me.”

“I live to serve, sir :)”

[redr0sewrites]

Can you write Vox x reader where like the reader just says like really unhinged things and just like vile things whenever they rage and stuff like the internet could be slow or smth and the reader is just like “IM GOING TO RIP OFF MY SKIN” idk man I’m kinda just self projecting rn like you can right anything with it tbh idk sorry for rambling anyway you don’t have to do this if you don’t wanna

THIS IS SO MEEEEE I LOVE THIS IDEA SM!!! sorry it took me a hot minute to reply to this i have over 70 hazbin hotel requests in my inbox 😭

🥀Cw: fluff, crack, silly vox

when he first met you, vox was charmed by your seemingly sweet nature- that is, until you were pissed

your unholy screech of how you were going to rip off your skin if he cut the wifi again was both endearing and confusing in his eyes

vox would just short circuit for a second, just blinking at you while he tries to process what you just said

once it clicks, he just starts giggling. vox very rarely genuinely laughs, most of his laughs are professional or part of the persona he adopts as the leader of vox enterprises, but when he's so shocked by what you just said, he can't control the booming laughter thay fills the room

he's wheezing and gasping, each barking laugh only pissing you off more

"what's so funny? if you keep laughing i am going to fucking break ur fingers like carrot sticks!" you snap, and vox only giggles harder

after a few seconds, you can't help but notice how adorable his laughter is, and soon you don't mind it as much

once you two are officially together, you notice how stressed vox often is, yet how he seems to visibly relax around you

the batshit crazy things you say, which normally disgusts other people, only seem to amuse him

its actually a wonderful dynamic because you bring some spontaneity and slight insanity into vox's otherwise irritating and depressing lifestyle, and vox balances out the crazy things you say and calms you down every time

you often find yourself searching for new phrases to baffle him with, and for new ways to make him laugh

after vox has a stressful day, he enjoys just listening to you ramble about the most insane things and adores hearing whatever fucked up saying you've adopted recently

vox notices himself beginning to copy your speech patterns. he only begins to realize when he slips in an exceptionally odd metaphor into a work meeting and everyone stares at him, yet his heart skips a beat at the thought

there's something so charming to him about the fact that he's adopting your mannerisms, and you truly make him laugh when no one else can

whenever another one of the vees pisses him off, he always comes to you for advice on incredibly deranged comebacks, and you never disappoint!

he's won multiple arguments by just repeating one of your fucked up sayings and the other vees being too lowkey shocked to disagree

vox LOVES IT when you diss people he hates, hearing you ramble some fucked up insults about alastor made him fall in love with you all over again

"that worm on a string fucked up karen cut bob looking ass- if i see him around here again im going to eat a fucking brick" *cue vox looking at you with the biggest heart eyes*

overall, you are both menaces, but you're menaces in love ♥️

vox lay with his head in your lap, the blue light of his screen illuminating the dim room as you rambled mindlessly about your day.

"and THEN, this fucking asshole tried to flirt with me! ME!! as if he doesn't know were dating! ugh, it makes me feel like i have an entire beehive living beneath my skin. i swear if he even looks at me again im going to lick wet cement i can NOT deal. how can you even work with him? he's such a fucking CREEP voxy, i'm going to cut off those ugly ass wings and shove them so far down his throat- hey, are you even listening?"

you look down to see vox half asleep, his eyelids drooping as his light dimmed. "keep talking.." he murmurs, looking up at you with a lazy smile on his face. "you're my favorite person t' listen to.."

i love the idea of vox with a partner who challenges his very idea of power. he clearly wraps himself in a sort of persona, surrounding himself with powerful people and acting like he's so serious and important. i love the idea of him falling in love with someone who can break down his walls in seconds, someone who can dismantle his entire bravado act and who allows him to truly be himself. this is such a wonderful prompt and i am eating this up. nonnie ur awesome!!!!

[watarfallar]

Incorrect quotes because I'm rewatching Wild Life

Scar: Hey Grian, check out this funny .GIF I found! Grian: It’s pronounced “jif”. Scar: Huh? Grian: “Dot jif”, like the peanut butter. The creator said so. Scar: That’s dumb, it’s Graphics Interchange Format. Grian: The P in .JPEG stands for “photographic”, but I bet you don’t say “J-pheg”. Scar: “P” on its own isn’t pronounced like “F”, that’s totally different! Grian: It’s exactly the same! Scar: Name one word that starts with “G” pronounced like “J”. Grian: Gentrification. Scar: Shoot, should have thought of that. I was just in San Francisco. Grian: For your logic to be consistent, you’d have to say “skuh-bah” (scuba) or “lah-seer” (laser)! Scar: Yeah? Well, you’d have to say “J-pej”! Scar: …Wait, “laser” is an acronym? Grian: Light Amplification by Stimulated Emission of Radiation. Scar: Huh. Didn’t know that. Scar: You’re still wrong, though. Grian: You just hate me because I’m right. Scar: I just hate you in general. Grian: You mean in “geh-neral”? Scar: Ugh, I’m “joing” to kill you!

Grian: Someone’s trying to break in. Call the cops! Scar: loads shotgun I got this. Grian: Last week you fell up the stairs, what do you mean-

Scar: Okay, Grian, you were right! I was… Less right!

Scar: Grian, wake up! Grian, half asleep: Five more minutes… Scar: You’ve been in a coma for two years! Grian: … Grian: Okay, two more minutes…

Grian: Shut it Scar, I only shook your hand because I had to. We will NEVER be friends. Scar: Lets survive this together! Grian: I HOPE YOU DIE.

Scar: What’s your biggest fear? Grian: I am incredibly arachnophobic. Scar, under their breath: You don’t want spiders to get married?

Grian: chokes on something Scar: Jeez, Grian, don't die on us. Grian: Don't tell me what to do, I'll die whenever the hell I want!

Grian and Scar are texting Grian: Who are you? Someone changed the names in my phone. Scar: What did they change my name to? Grian: Chosen One. Scar: Don’t change it back. Grian: BUT WHO ARE YOU?!?! Scar: I’m the chosen one.

Scar: Are you mad? Grian: No. Scar: So sharpening your knives at 3 in the morning is just a hobby?

Grian: Alright, listen up you little shits. Grian: Not you Scar. You’re an angel and we’re thrilled you’re here.

Scar: According to the footage here, you shook the vending machine and when the shake alarm went off, you punched the glass and broke it. Grian: …I was hungry.

Grian: Don’t you have any dignity, Scar? Scar: Uh, no.

Grian: Do you want this handful of moss? Scar: Why would I want a handful of fucking moss? Grian: Damn, you could’ve just said no.

Scar: Your problem is that you’ve got no common sense. Grian: I’ve got plenty of common sense! Grian: I just choose to ignore it.

Scar: I’m serious! They’re watching me! They’ve even got an agent following me! Don’t you believe me? Grian: Look, it’s not that I don’t believe you… It’s that I don’t believe you and I don’t care.

Scar: Grian keeps forgetting which WiFi network they're supposed to use. Scar: So I renamed ours to "Grian, use this one" to help them out a little.

Grian: Please, Scar, after everything we’ve been through together. You can’t do this. Grian: I’m sorry Scar. Grian: I’m begging you. Don’t do it. Scar: It has to be done. Grian: Scar: Grian: Scar: Places +4 Uno.

Scar: Does immaturely insulting me make you feel better about your sad single life? Grian: It actually does.

Grian: Amazing! Scar, your just like Sherlock Homeless! Scar: IT'S HOLMES!

Grian: I taught the dog a new trick. throws ball Fetch! Dog: just stands there Scar: He didn’t do it. Grian: I taught him to ignore social conventions and think for himself.

Grian: What the hell is wrong with you? Scar: I have this weird self-esteem issue where I hate myself but still think I’m better than everyone else.

Grian: Do you have a superpower? Scar: Yep! It’s hindsight. Grian: …that’s not going to help us. Scar: Yes, I see that now.

Grian: You’re giving me a sticker? Scar: Not just a sticker. That is a sticker of a kitty saying “me-wow!” Grian: I’m not a preschooler. Scar: Fine, I’ll take it back- Grian: I earned this, back off!

[magic-shop-stories]

Hiii! I have this scenario stuck in my head and I just know you’re the only one who can bring it to life the way it truly deserves. So—OT7 with twins! One of them is more sensitive and ‘high maintenance’ in the eyes of the parents, which unintentionally causes the other—who’s more outgoing and easygoing—to feel a bit overlooked and neglected. I’d love to see how you’d explore the dynamic between them!

💌 Reply:

hiii, sweetie🌸 first of all THANK YOU for trusting me with this precious idea! it hit me right in the heart (and as a fellow overthinker, I get the twin dynamics struggle 😭)... I hope these headcanons did your vision justice! 💜 (also, soooo sorry for the lack of pics this time... the wifi on german trains is fighting me, and the person next to me kept side-eyeing my screen like i was plotting world domination- I wish people could just mind their own buisness... ugh If you’d like, I’d love to expand this into a full imagine someday... let me know! (I'll do it as soon as I have time, but the current amount of request and my full schedule are killing me atm) – c - 🧸

BTS OT7 x Twins Headcanons

NAMJOON

TWINS: MINJI & JISUNG

Ages: 6 years old Personalities:

Minji (Daughter)

sensitive

introspective

artistically gifted

bursts into tears if her crayon snaps or her toast is "too crunchy"

loves sketching bugs and writing haikus about clouds

diagnosed with sensory processing disorder

hates loud noises, tags on clothes, and the smell of bananas

Jisung (Son)

outgoing

adventurous

mechanically inclined

builds elaborate Lego cities

climbs trees to "study birds"

hides his loneliness behind jokes

secretly collects rocks

hopes Appa will identify

but they pile up in his pockets, forgotten

THE REALIZATION

Incident

during a family picnic

Minji has a meltdown when her sandwich crusts touch the inside of the basket

Namjoon kneels beside her

using his "calm leader" voice to explain 

"Minji, cross-contamination isn’t catastrophic..." 

Jisung wanders off to skip stones at the lake

when checked on him, he shrugs

“Appa’s busy. I’m fine.” 

his voice cracks, and his jeans are soaked to the knees

Namjoon’s Thoughts

that night, he stares at Minji’s latest painting

(a storm cloud labeled “Appa’s Voice”)

then at Jisung’s half-built Lego rocket

journal entry reads:

“Am I failing him? Love shouldn’t be a zero-sum equation, but why does it feel like Minji’s needs eclipse his?”

Partner Conversation

corners his patner in the kitchen

2 a.m.

hair wild

clutching a parenting book titled “The Invisible Child.” 

“What if Jisung thinks I don’t see him? What if… he becomes a metaphor?” 

they remind him Jisung’s a kid, not a lyric.

he mutters

“Metaphors are safer.”

APPROACHING THE KIDS

Jisung

Namjoon takes him to the forest

a “scientific expedition” 

Jisung chatters about cicadas until Namjoon stops mid-hike

“You know… Appa used to feel invisible too. When I was your age, I’d hide in libraries so the hyungs wouldn’t laugh at my poems.”

Jisung kicks a pinecone

“But Minji’s poems are better.”

Namjoon’s heart cracks

he pulls out Jisung’s rock collection

quartz, granite, a piece of asphalt he’d missed

“These aren’t just rocks. They’re stories. This one…”

holds up the asphalt

 “…survived a volcano. Just like you.”

Jisung’s Response

“Volcanoes are cool.” 

he leans into Namjoon’s side

pocketing the asphalt like a trophy

Minji

joins her in the "Calm Cave"

a blanket fort stocked with noise-canceling headphones

“Jagi… does Appa’s voice ever feel too big?”

she nods

sketching a frowning sun

“Like thunder. But… thunder protects the flowers.”

he chokes up

“What if Appa’s thunder hurts Jisung?”

Minji tilts her head

“Give him lightning. Lightning’s quiet.”

SOLUTION

“Appa’s Lab” (For Jisung)

Namjoon converts the garage into a mini science lab

they spend Sundays disassemblying old radios and identifying Jisung’s rocks

“This is gabbro.” 

Namjoon squinting at a guide

“AKA… the coolest rock ever.” 

Jisung grins

“Cooler than Minji’s butterfly drawings?” 

Namjoon fake-gasps

"Way cooler.”

“Quiet Storm” Time (For Minji)

replaces lectures with ASMR sessions

whispering facts about beetles into a mic (recording, so she can listen, when he isn't around)

Minji falls asleep to his voice

he records as “Appa’s Thunder: Lite Edition.”

Family Fix

introduces “Moon Meetings”

weekly check-ins where everyone shares one need

Minji: “Less yelling. More… bug documentaries.”

Jisung: “Appa, can we not talk about feelings? Let’s… arm-wrestle.”

Namjoon: “Deal. But loser writes a haiku.”

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Jisung overhears Namjoon call Minji “my little philosopher” 

he snaps a ruler

“I’m not jealous.” 

Namjoon finds the pieces labeled “Appa’s Heart” in the trash

Fluff

Minji gifts Jisung a rock painted like a galaxy

“So you have stars too.” 

Jisung glues it to his lab desk

“It’s… okay. For a rock.”

JIN

TWINS: SOOJIN & MINHO

Ages: 5 years old Personalities:

Soojin (Daughter)

sensitive

artistic

deeply empathetic

bursts into tears if her crayon breaks or her rice isn’t shaped like a heart

loves painting rainbows and whispering stories to her stuffed unicorn, “Glitter”

diagnosed with anxiety

hates surprises, loud crowds, and the texture of mashed potatoes

Minho (Son)

outgoing

mischievous

a budding comedian

masters dad jokes before he can tie his shoes

builds pillow forts that collapse dramatically

pretends he doesn’t care when Appa misses his “shows”

secretly collects Jin’s discarded guitar picks

hoarding them in a mint tin labeled “Appa’s Superstar Stuff”

THE REALIZATION

Incident

at Minho’s kindergarten “Talent Show” he performs a slapstick routine

tripping over a rubber chicken

squirting flower included

crowd roars

Jin is backstage soothing Soojin

hyperventilating because her tutu “itches like spider legs.”

Minho bows to an empty front row seat where Jin promised he’d be

later, Minho shrugs

“S’okay, Appa! Soojin needed you!” 

then kicks his rubber chicken into the trash

Jin’s Thoughts

Jin stares at Minho’s mint tin (left open on the coffee table) and Soojin’s tear-stained tutu

notes app reads:

“I’m World’s Worst Appa. Minho’s smile is a Band-Aid. Soojin’s tears are a siren. Why can’t I hear both?”

Partner Conversation

barges into their home office wearing Soojin’s tiara (to “lighten the mood”)

collapses onto the desk

“I’m failing him"

mutters

spinning Minho’s rubber chicken

“He’s becoming me... hiding behind jokes so no one sees him bleed.” 

they remind him Minho’s 5, not 25

Jin sighs

“He’s my reflection. And I hate mirrors.”

APPROACHING THE KIDS

Minho

Jin stages a “Mission Impossible” game

Minho dons socks on his hands (“spy gloves”)

to retrieve “classified intel” (a cookie jar)

when they “hack” the kitchen, Jin “accidentally” finds Minho’s mint tin

“Whoa! Are these… my picks? You’re a better treasure hunter than Indiana Jones!”

Minho puffs his chest

“I’m Mini-Jin! I don’t need treasures!”

Jin’s voice softens

“Appa needs you. Even superheroes need sidekicks.”

slips a new pick into the tin

“To: CEO of Comedy. From: Your Biggest Fan.”

Minho’s Response

“Cheesy.” 

he sleeps with the tin under his pillow

Soojin

Jin hosts a “Royal Tea Party” in her blanket fort

Soojin appoints him “Duke of Unicorns.”

he sips imaginary tea

“Your Highness, what if… Appa’s too loud sometimes?”

she twirls her tiara

“You’re perfect.”

he fakes a gasp

“But Appa forgot Minho’s show! Should I be… fired?”

Soojin giggles

“No! You need… a helper!”

SOLUTION

“Minho & Appa Comedy Hour”

every friday

they film absurd skits (e.g., “Cooking with Chaos: Spaghetti Toss Edition”)

Jin uploads them to a private YouTube channel

Minho’s bio: “Future CEO of Comedy (Take that, Soojin’s unicorn!).”

“Soojin’s Sensory Sanctuary”

Jin builds her a pastel-pod filled with weighted blankets, noise-canceling headphones, and a “panic button”

plays his off-key rendition of “Super Tuna.” 

Soojin declares it “better than unicorns!”

Family Fix

introduces “Jin’s Judgement-Free Zone”

a pillow fort

Soojin can scream about itchy socks there

Minho can admit “jokes are kinda exhausting”

Jin can cry about “Appa’s epic fails.” 

their partner joins with wine

“World’s Okayest Parents Club!”

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Minho overhears Jin call Soojin “my delicate princess” 

stages a “comedy strike”

Jin finds him sobbing into Glitter the unicorn

“I’m not funny! I’m invisible!”

Fluff

Soojin paints Minho’s face like a “comedy superhero”

Jin “accidentally” streams it live

Minho trends as “Mini-Jin: The Next Generation”

he preens for days.

YOONGI

TWINS: JAEHYUN & SOOYEON

Ages: 14 years old Personalities:

Jaehyun (Son)

outgoing

academically driven

star athlete

hides his panic attacks behind valedictorian smiles and 4 AM study sessions

secretly resents his twin’s “weakness”

believing love is earned through achievement

plays piano to drown out his thoughts

Sooyeon (Daughter)

sensitive

creatively gifted

battling severe social anxiety

writes poetry and lyrics about disappearing

wears noise-canceling headphones 24/7

haunted by Yoongi’s absence during her middle school art show

the day she crumpled her winning painting and never picked up a brush again

THE REALIZATION

Incident

Yoongi returns from a 3-week tour to find Jaehyun’s principal calling

his son punched a teammate for mocking Sooyeon’s “freakout” in the cafeteria

at home, Jaehyun is absolutely cold 

“I handled it. Like you would.” 

Sooyeon locks herself in the bathroom

scratching her wrists raw

to “feel something besides static”

Yoongi’s Thoughts

stares at Jaehyun’s bloody knuckles and Sooyeon’s shredded poetry notebook

studio notepad reads:

“They’re me. Both of them. Jaehyun’s the mask. Sooyeon’s the wound. And I’m the ghost who taught them how to haunt themselves.”

Partner Conversation

shatters a coffee mug mid-rant 

“I did this. I let them think love is something you earn.” 

his partner reminds him he’s breaking the cycle

he laughs bitterly

“Cycles don’t break. They just… recycle pain.”

APPROACHING THE KIDS

Jaehyun

Yoongi drags him to the gym at midnight

they spar in silence until Jaehyun snaps

“Why’d you come back? To tell me I’m disappointing?”

Yoongi removes his gloves

revealing faded self-harm scars

“I came back because I used to punch walls until my hands looked like yours. And I’m terrified you’ll think that’s strength.”

Jaehyun’s Response

“I’m not you.” 

then collapses against the ring ropes

shaking

“Why does she get to fall apart? Why do I have to be… perfect?”

Yoongi tosses him ice packs

“You don’t. But let’s pretend you do until you believe it.”

Sooyeon

he slips a USB under her door

= a track titled “Static (Unmixed)” 

just 3 minutes of his shaky breaths and a distorted piano loop

she texts: “???”

he replies: 

“My first song. I was 11. It’s shit. But it’s honest.”

she opens the door

eyes red

“Did you… hate yourself too?”

he nods

“Still do... sometimes But less when I’m with you.”

SOLUTION

“Ugly Drafts” Project

Yoongi revives Sooyeon’s art by gifting her a ruined canvas

“Finish what I fucked up.” 

she paints over his scribbles

= a girl emerging from black sludge

titled “Dad’s Scars, My Ink.”

he hangs it in his studio

Jaehyun’s “Secret” Lessons

Yoongi teaches him to produce music

not perform it

“You don’t have to be the hero. Just… be here.” 

Jaehyun’s first track samples Sooyeon’s poetry

she cries

he mutters

“Don’t make it weird.”

Family Fix

Yoongi institutes “No Perfection Nights”

orders pizza

watching bad horror films

trash-talk the CGI

but with rule

Sooyeon must say one unpopular opinion

“I hate BTS’s old haircuts.”

Jaehyun must fail at something

burns cookies

Yoongi eats them anyway

Yoongi must share one memory he’s ashamed of

“I almost quit BTS. Then I met your mom.”

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Jaehyun finds Yoongi’s old suicide note in a journal

confronts him

screaming

“You were gonna leave us?!” 

Yoongi whispers

“I stayed. That’s the story.”

Fluff

Sooyeon gifts Youngi a poem

“You Are Not Your Father.” 

he sets it to music

they perform it together at a tiny underground venue

no mics, just trembling voices

J-HOPE

TWINS: ARA & MINJUN

Ages: 9 years old Personalities:

Ara (Daughter)

sensitive

artistic

deeply empathetic

budding dancer who practices until her feet blister

tho crumples at the slightest criticism

diagnosed with generalized anxiety

triggers include crowded spaces, sudden noises, and "disappointing Appa"

collects seashells and whispers affirmations to them

Minjun (Son)

outgoing

athletic

class clown

captain of his soccer team

tho hides his report card (straight A’s)

because "grades aren’t cool"

secretly writes jokes in a notebook to make Appa laugh

but tosses them when Hobi misses his games

THE REALIZATION

Incident

at Minjun’s soccer finals

Ara has a panic attack in the stands

a rival player’s mom yells too loudly

Hobi rushes her to the car

missing Minjun’s winning goal

Minjun tosses his medal in the trash

“Doesn’t matter. Appa’s always with Ara.”

Hobi’s Thoughts

he replays the moment in his head while scrubbing paint (Ara’s stress art) off the walls all nigh

his journal: 

“I’m the ‘sunshine’ dad. Sunshine shouldn’t have shadows. Why can’t I shine on both of them?”

Partner Conversation

breaks down mid-dinner prep

gripping a spatula like a lifeline

“I’m failing him. I’m... I’m failing him, and he’s smiling through it like me.” 

they remind him Minjun’s smile doesn’t always reach his eyes

Hobi whispers

“I taught him that.”

APPROACHING THE KIDS

Minjun

Hobi takes him to the Han River on bikes

their old ritual

abandoned for Ara’s therapy appointments

Minjun races ahead

Hobi catches up

breathless

“You know… Appa used to cry before every performance.”

Minjun scoffs

“You? Cry? Never.”

“Every. Time.” 

Hobi pulls up a vlive clip

2013, pre-debut

Hobi trembling backstage

“See? Sunshine’s just… practiced.”

Minjun kicks pebbles

“Ara doesn’t have to practice. She’s just… sad.”

Hobi’s voice cracks

“And you’re just… brave. But brave doesn’t mean alone.”

Minjun’s Response

“Whatever.” 

slips his hand into Hobi’s on the ride home

Ara

joins her in the “Calm Corner”

= a teepee filled with fairy lights and weighted stuffed animals

“Jagi… does Appa’s dancing ever make you nervous?”

she nods

braiding a seashell necklace

“You never fall. What if… I do?”

“Appa falls all the time.”

shows her a blooper reel

tripping over props, slipping on confetti

“Falling’s just… another move.”

SOLUTION

“Minjun’s Comedy Hour” (Weekly Ritual)

every Friday

Hobi attends Minjun’s “stand-up shows” in the garage

laughs too hard at knock-knock jokes

“Why did the soccer ball go to school? To get goal-educated!” 

Hobi wheezes, tears streaming

“Genius! Genius!”

“Ara’s Dance Diary” (For Anxiety)

replaces forced pep talks with a shared journal

Hobi writes: “Today’s step: Survived. 10/10.” 

Ara adds: “Appa’s socks didn’t match. -100/10.”

Family Fix

creates “Sunshine & Shadows” days

Morning

= family dance party

Ara’s rules: no perfection, just vibes

Afternoon

= soccer matches

Minjun’s rules: Hobi must trip at least once

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Minjun overhears Hobi call Ara his “mini me"

rips a page from his joke book

“Why did the son cross the road? To not be a backup dancer.” 

Hobi finds it

sobs in the studio

Fluff

Ara gifts Minjun a seashell labeled “Best Brother” 

he glues it to his soccer trophy

“It’s… whatever. But don’t tell Appa.”

JIMIN

TWINS: HANA & YUNA

Ages: 11 years old Personalities:

Hana (Daughter 1)

girly

effervescent

natural performer

lives in sequined dresses

insists on French braiding her hair daily

adores dance rehearsals with Jimin

secretly writes fanfiction about magical girls

cries when her nail polish chips

Yuna (Daughter 2)

tomboyish

fiercely independent

allergic to anything "girly"

wears basketball jerseys (gifts from "uncle Yoongi")

collects skateboard stickers

rolls her eyes at Hana’s glitter bombs

secretly envies her sister’s ease in catching Appa’s attention

diagnosed with ADHD

hyperfocuses on skate tricks but hates being called "spirited"

THE REALIZATION

Jimin films a TikTok duet with Hana

choreographing to “Filter” 

Yuna watches from the doorway

scuffing her sneakers on the floor

Jimin calls out for her

“Join us, Yuna!” 

Yuna snaps

“I’d rather eat glitter!” 

slams her bedroom door

later he finds her journal open: 

“Why does Appa only see her?”

Jimin’s Thoughts

replays the moment all night

pacing the living room 

“I’m failing her.” 

voice trembling

“I thought… giving her space was respect. But she thinks it’s rejection.” 

digs up old VLives where ARMYs called him “too intense” 

wondering if Yuna feels the same

Partner Conversation

“What if she hates me?” 

whispers

clutching Hana’s discarded tutu

their partner reminds him Yuna’s anger is a mask

he sighs

“I know masks. I’ve worn them too.”

APPROACHING THE GIRLS

Yuna

waits until she’s mid-skateboard practice

crouching to her level

“Appa needs your help. I’m… scared of ramps. Teach me?”

Yuna eyes him skeptically

“You’ll cry.”

he grins

“Probably. But I’ll scream your name, not ‘Eomma’.”

Yuna’s Response

she laughs

= rare, unfiltered sound

hands him her helmet

“Don’t die. I don’t wanna write a sad poem for school.”

Hana

joins her for a tea party

pinky raised

“Jagi… does Appa ever make you feel like… too much?”

Hana blinks

“No. You’re perfect.”

he winces

“But what if Yuna thinks she’s… not enough?”

Hana’s lip quivers

“I didn’t mean to hog you.”

SOLUTION

“Yuna’s Arena” (Sundays)

Jimin transforms the backyard into a skate park

complete with ramps

definitely didn’t cry while building with her

films her tricks

yelling “THAT’S MY GIRL!” louder than her coach

Yuna pretends to hate

secretly saves every video

“Hana’s Spotlight” (Weeknights)

choreographs a “sibling duet”

Hana dances and Yuna DJs

Yuna agrees only if she can wear noise-canceling headphones

first rehearsal ends with Hana in tears

“She called my pirouette wobbly!”

Yuna stormed out

“Her music sucks!”

Family Fix

Jimin institutes “No Labels Night”

no pink, no skateboards, no “girly” or “tomboy” talk

karaoke battles

Yuna raps “UGH!” in a princess crown

Hana belts “Dynamite” in Yuna’s hoodie

Jimin cries laughing

“You’re both… weird. I love it.”

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Yuna overhears Jimin call Hana “my little star” 

she snaps her skateboard deck

“I’m not jealous” 

she lies ofc

hiding the broken pieces under her bed

Jimin finds them and builds a mosaic titled “Broken Boards & Big Hearts.”

Fluff

Yuna begrudgingly attends Hana’s recital

Hana trips, Yuna heckles

“Get up, princess!” 

Hana finishes with a sassy hair flip

afterward, Yuna tosses her a Gatorade

“You… didn’t totally suck.”

TAEHYUNG

TWINS: SOOJIN & MINHO

Ages: 14 years old Personalities:

Soojin (Daughter)

fiery, artistic soul

idolizes BTS

especially her Appa

posts TikTok edits of his performances with captions like “KING V IS MY DAD FIGHT ME.” 

secretly writes fanfiction where she’s BTS’s “long-lost eighth member.” 

wears handmade outfits mirroring Tae’s iconic looks

Minho (Son)

sharp-witted STEM prodigy

resents living in Taehyung’s shadow

secretly admires BTS’s music

hates being introduced as “V’s son” 

wears hoodies with slogans like “Google My Name.” 

diagnosed with anxiet

hides it behind sarcasm

THE REALIZATION

at a BTS exhibition, a fan gushes over Taehyung’s family portrait

“Your kids are so lucky to be your legacy!” 

Minho snaps 

“My name’s Minho. I’m not a legacy... I’m a person.” 

he storms off

Soojin defends him

“He’s just jealous of me!” 

Taehyung’s smile freezes

Taehyung’s Thoughts

he scrolls through Minho’s Instagram

= a cryptic bio

“I exist. Shocking, right?” 

photos of his robotics trophies

all buried under comments like “OMG UR TAE’S KID?? PLZ SAY HI!!” 

Tae’s journal entry: 

“I painted them into my canvas… but they have their own colors.”

Partner Conversation

barges into your shared studio wearing Minho’s hoodie inside-out

“I’m a selfish artist. I made them my muses… but forgot to ask if they wanted to be seen.” 

they remind him Minho inherited his stubborn pride

Taehyung sighs

“Pride is lonely. I should know.”

APPROACHING THE KIDS

Minho

drags him to a metal scrap yard

Minho’s “happy place” 

“Appa needs help building… something.” 

Minho side-eyes him

“Is this a metaphor?”

Taehyung shrugs

“Nah. Let’s make a robot.” 

they spend hours welding junk into a clumsy android

Taehyung accidentally burns his sleeve

“You’re good at this. Really good.”

Minho mutters

“Not as good as you.”

Taehyung removes his beanie

revealing dyed purple hair

“I copied your science fair look. Cool, right?” 

Minho cracks a smile

“You look like a radioactive grape.”

Minho’s Confession

“I don’t hate BTS. I hate… being erased. Even Soojin gets to be her.”

Soojin

Taehyung takes her thrifting for “vintage inspo” 

she gushes over a 90’s bomber jacket

“This is so you, Appa!”

he hesitates

“What if… you made it so you?” 

she deflates

“But I want to be like you.”

Taehyung gifts her a blank denim jacket

“Wear your own art. I’ll wear mine.” 

they paint side by side

his a galaxy, hers a black hole labeled “Minho’s Brain”

Soojin’s Confession

“I’m scared if I’m not your fan, you’ll love me less.”

SOLUTION

“The Minho Exhibit”

Taehyung curates a secret gallery show titled “The Boy Who Built Himself.” 

features Minho’s robots, blueprints, and a looped audio of his voice

“My name is Minho. I’m a scientist. My appa’s famous, but I invented this.”

Minho’s Reaction

“This is so… extra.” 

he cries when a reporter asks about his “process” instead of Taehyung

“Soojin’s Debut”

Taehyung films her designing a stage outfit for Jungkook

posts it with “Meet my co-creator: @soojiniverse.” 

fans flood her page

she texts him:

“STOP I’M NOT CRYING YOU ARE.”

Family Fix

Taehyung announces a “No BTS” day

they hike in mismatched clothes

no photos allowed

Minho identifies fungi

Soojin sketches Tae’s “ugly-cute” hiking socks

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Minho skips Dad’s Day at school

Taehyung shows up anyway

wearing a “MINHO’S #1 FAN” shirt

Minho hides in the bathroom

texting: “GO AWAY!” 

Taehyung waits outside

Fluff

Soojin designs Tae’s next photoshoot

he wears her “chaotic grunge” look on Vogue

“My daughter’s a genius. Also, she grounded me for spilling glitter.”

JUNGKOOK

TWINS:

MINSOO & HYUNWOO

Ages: 11 years old Personalities:

Minsoo

introverted

artistic

deeply sensitive

diagnosed with generalized anxiety

spends hours painting murals in his sketchbook

hides in the bathroom during school assemblies

collects seashells because “they’ve already survived the ocean” 

looks identical to Hyunwoo

dyes a streak of blue in his hair to “feel seen”

Hyunwoo

extroverted

athletic

the class clown

captain of the junior soccer team, volleyball team and basketball team

obsessed with parkour, swimming, boxing and martials

secretly writes stand-up comedy routines he performs for his mirror reflectiom

uses humor to deflect pain

once joked about breaking his arm so no one would ask why he cried

THE REALIZATION

Hyunwoo’s teacher calls Jungkook after he “accidentally” backflips off the school stage during a pep rally

“He’s seeking attention”

Minsoo’s art teacher emails their mother

“His latest piece is titled ‘The Invisible Boy.’ Should we be concerned?”

Jungkook finds Minsoo sobbing in the laundry room

clutching his hoodie 

“Hyun… said my art is baby stuff.” 

he hiccups

Jungkook lectures Hyunwoo

he snaps

“At least I don’t cry over crayons!” 

then storms out

Jungkook’s Thoughts

replays the fight while bench-pressing at 3 a.m. 

“I’m failing them. I’m supposed to be the golden dad. Why can’t I fix this?” 

texts BTS group chat:

“Remember when I said I’d be a good Appa? Joke’s on me.”

Partner Conversation

they corner him mid-workout

“Kookie, you’re trying to be their hero, not their dad.” 

he drops the weights

voice breaking

“What if they don’t need a hero? What if they just… need me?”

APPROACHING THE KIDS

Hyunwoo

takes him to a rock-climbing gym

their “secret bro mission” 

halfway up a wall, Hyunwoo freezes

“Appa… what if I fall?” “I’ll catch you.”

Hyunwoo shakes his head

“Not here. At home. What if you… don’t?”

Jungkook’s grip tightens on the rope

“I’m sorry I made you feel like you had to be strong all the time.”

Hyunwoo laughs weakly

“It’s cool. I’m the fun twin, right?”

Jungkook’s Response

“You’re my son. That’s enough.”

Minsoo

Jungkook sets up a “Midnight Art Studio” in the garage

= blacklights, glow-in-the-dark paint, noise-canceling headphones

Minsoo stares

“For… me?” “For us, teach me how to… feel things.”

they paint in silence

“Hyun’s right. My art’s dumb.”

Jungkook smears a blue handprint on the wall

“This is how I felt when you were born. Terrified. But look... it’s kinda beautiful.”

SOLUTION

“Hyun’s Comedy Club”

Jungkook converts the basement into a mini stage

every Friday, Hyunwoo performs stand-up for the family

Jungkook heckles “Booo! Do a backflip!” 

Hyunwoo cracks genuine laughter

“Min’s Calm Crew”

Jungkook takes Minsoo to a pottery class

they make lopsided bowls

Minsoo panics over cracks

Jungkook calms him

“Now it’s unique. Like us.”

Twin Bonding

assigns them a joint project

paint a mural on the fence

Minsoo sketches galaxies

Hyunwoo adds soccer balls as planets

they argue over comet tails but high-five when done

Jungkook hangs a “World’s Best Artists & Athletes” sign over it

ANGST & FLUFF MOMENTS

Angst

Hyunwoo overhears Jungkook call Minsoo “my gentle soul”

dyes his hair blue too

“Now we match. Happy?” 

Jungkook finds him crying in the shower

blue dye pooling at his feet

Fluff

Minsoo paints Hyunwoo’s soccer cleats with glow-in-the-dark constellations

“So you can run with the stars.” 

Hyunwou wears them even after they flake off

[sunshinesickies]

Daisy Johnson x sick reader with prompt 18? "I know, I'm sorry you don't feel well, sweetheart"

Yesss great prompt! Sorry it’s a little short! As always, I pictured this with a specific season Daisy but you can imagine her in any way you like!

CW: Swearing

An Inhuman’s Care

Ugh. Stupid fucking cold making you feel so stupidly fucking sick. Your head throbs with such intensity you can’t even form proper sentences in your mind, and the only thing you can think of is how fucking awful you feel right now.

You blew your nose into a crumpled tissue as you wandered the halls of the Lighthouse, glaring daggers at any agent who dared to eye you wearily. You know you’re probably spreading a shit ton of germs right now, but you don’t care because one, you’re too tired to care, and two, all you do care about is finding your girlfriend.

Daisy’s been MIA all morning since you woke up to this horrid cold. Often an early riser when she can’t sleep, it’s not uncommon for her to have already started her day well before you. It didn’t help that you ended up sleeping way past your normal alarm.

But today you wished she had been there. You hate that you have to go and find her. It had taken you ages to even muster up the energy to get out of bed, and now you’re wandering each layer of the base, searching for her while you nose runs endlessly and your body aches tiredly. You wish there was an easier way to find Daisy, but the Lighthouse doesn’t have normal WiFi and shit, and you were in no mood to just lay in bed like a miserable lump and wait for her to return.

Finally, right when you feel as though you’re minutes away from straight up passing out, you open a door to find the familiar form of your girlfriend, working on her computer in some random corner of the base. If you weren’t feeling so unwell, you’d probably find it amusing how she seems to always find the strangest places to do work.

Even though you want nothing more than to throw yourself at her and make her hold you until you feel better, you simply stroll in, take a seat in the nearest empty chair and sit down with a slight huff and a pout clear as day on your face.

“Well hello to you too.” Daisy drawls sarcastically, not looking up from her work as she types away. You only grunt in response. The inhuman glances at you out of the corner of her eyes with slight amusement, hands still glued to her keyboard.

“Someone’s a ray of sunshine today huh.” You can hear the smile in her tone but it’s not until you let out a loud sniffle and a slight cough that she finally looks over properly towards you. A frown etches onto her face, smile fading immediately when she takes in your current state.

You hear movement but you’re now leaning with your head against the table, the cool metal providing a brief relief to your headache. “Hey.” You turn slightly at the softness of her voice.

You glance down to see Daisy crouching by your side, looking up at you with a worried expression. Now seeing your face, she immediately knows what’s wrong and her expression shifts into one of slight relief before twisting into sympathy.

“You sick, baby?” She hums, a hand coming to gently run along your forearm. You sigh and lift your head as she stands up. You don’t have to answer for her to know. Your eyes close as her familiar touch rests against your forehead and you lean into her coolness.

It’s Daisy who sighs now, “oh love, you’re burning up.” Her hand now moves to cup your cheek, her thumb brushing along your flushed, fevered skin. You figured you’d have a fever, but hearing her confirm it just makes you more upset because now you know it’ll be at least a few more days until you kick this thing. You always take longer to recover from sickness when you develop a fever.

“Let’s get you back to bed huh? You can rest and I can do my work there.” She suggests, knowing exactly what’s going through your mind. You simply nod, your throat hurting too much to speak.

Daisy leans to press a loving kiss to your cheek before making quick work of grabbing her things before returning to where you’re still slumped in the chair. “Ready baby?” She hums but you groan at the thought of getting up. Your body just hurts so much and you’re honestly not sure you can stand up without passing out, the room is spinning and you’re only sitting down.

Sensing your discomfort, Daisy bends down a little and effortlessly scoops you up into her arms. She holds you bridal style, tucking you close to her chest and you immediately relax into her hold, burying your face into her soft shirt. “Mmffm…don’ feel good.” Your words are muffled by both the clothing and your congestion.

Your girlfriend hums sympathetically “I know”, she holds back a slight chuckle—she can’t help it! As much as she hates how miserable you are right now, you’re so cute when you’re needy and grumpy like this.

“I’m sorry you don’t feel well, sweetheart.” Daisy pulls you a touch closer and you can only melt into her, having no energy left to do anything other than surrender to her tender care. “Just rest, my love. I’ve got you now.” She promises as she makes her way back to your shared room and it doesn’t take you long to drift off in her arms. You may feel like shit thanks to this fucking cold, but hey, at least you have Daisy now. Mission accomplished.

[lovinbarzal]

HUGHES REUNION | enchanted au

adam fantilli x fem! hughes reader

enchanted masterlist | masterlist | fc: lilia buckingham | a/n i didn't get to watch this game cause my wifi went out and my data was being a whore😔

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y/nhughes hughes family reunion! i tried to get on the ice but i was not allowed </3 (i almost slipped and busted my face) i was, however, able to get this glorious picture of my boys...don't they looks SO happy to see me?? also do you guys like my traffic cone? cause the boys (quinn & jack) didn't

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jackhughes in our defense you gave us a heart attack trying to get on the ice

↳ y/nhughes i would've been fine🤷🏻‍♀️

↳ _quinnhughes no

↳ y/nhughes ugh, drama queen!!!!

adamfantili why do you have a traffic cone?

↳ y/nhughes i think the real question is

↳ adamfantilli what

↳ adamfantilli ??

↳ adamfantilli WHAT'S THE REAL QUESTION?!

edwards.73 hokey pokey

↳ fanacc1 uh ok?

trevorzegras i feel left out...come to cali rn.

↳ trevorzegras i'll pay for your ticket

↳ y/nhughes christmas break is coming up...

umichhockey the reunion we all needed!!!

dylanduke25 HOCKEY

fanacc1 i wanna know what the real question was😭😭

fanacc2 they're so adorable

↳ fanacc3 retweet!

lucafantilli where was my invite

↳ y/nhughes it got lost up your ass! OHHHH!!! SICK BURN!!!

↳ lucafantilli that wasn't that good?

↳ y/nhughes do you hate me?

lhughes_06 I LOVED YOUR CONE

↳ y/nhughes you're my favorite brother for a reason

markestapa come back to michigan rn

↳ y/nhughes i'll see if it fits in my schedule

[verbjectives]

My clothes...are not dry.. .please I don't want to spend another hour doing this again 🫠🫠🫠

Just wasted a whole 90 goddamn minutes in the laundry room because the app my apartment uses to make us pay for the machines was. Not. Cooperating.

[ribbonsinurhair]

OMG I FORGOT TO SEND U ASKS i meant to yesterday bc i was in dundrum and was SO bored bc my brother was getting clothes for his graduation and i had no money so i couldn't go off to shops myself but the wifi was so bad and nothing would load like wtf

anyways hope ur having a nice easter holidays so far xx

OMG THATS TOTALLY FINE ugh that’s so annoying i acc love dundrum they have such good shops there i hate that u couldn’t buy anything 💔💔 yess i am i went out w my friends on thursday which was so nice plus i got the cutest cardigan with these little bows connecting the two sides 😚 overall tho i’ve just been relaxing how has your break been??

[blu3razz-and-insanity]

Incorrect quotes featuring: @dionysus-god-of-all-things-wine !!

Mr.D, reaching into the fridge for a coke:

Percy: wait! That one’s mine!

Mr.D: *stares at him.*

Percy: *stares back.*

Mr.D: *cracks it open, taking a super long drink while staring Percy directly in the eyes.*

-

Percy, reading through a marine biology book as he lays on dios back: whoa. This one’s brain was the size of a walnut.

Mr.D: oh no way. Looks like you have something in common:

Percy, sarcastically, smacking him with the book: Oh haha, good one.

-

Mr.D, quoting something or reading off something: My very educated mother just served us very nice pizzas.

Percy, who didn’t realize he was reading something: Uhhh…did you just have a stroke?

-

Percy, waiting on a surprise from Dio: is it a lot of kittens?

Mr.D: you mean a litter?

Percy: What’s a litter-?

Mr.D: a buncha kittens…

-

Percy: Dad? What are you doing here?

Mr. D, wearing a hawaiian shirt, sunglasses and holding a diet coke: My best.

(Orphic!!!)

-

Percy, after cutting his hair for the first time and messing it up: Tell the truth.

Mr.D: it’s horrendous.

Percy: it’s horrendous-

Mr.D: it’s modern-

Percy: don’t lie!

Mr.D: I’m not!

Percy, pouting: I look like a pencil :(

Mr.D, trying to hold in laughter: you…you don’t look like a pencil-

Percy: DONT LAUGH!

-

Percy, cowering in fear: What do you want from me?!

Mr. D, standing in front of Percy: *bites into the whole KitKat bar like a heathen*

Percy, crying: Please...stop...

(Orphic!!!)

-

Percy: Good morning!

Mr. D: Is it? Is it really?

(Orphic!!!)

-

Mr. D: You’re not ascending to godhood, you’re just dehydrated.

Percy : Outta my way, gayboy! I’m about to liberate myself from this mortal shell!

*later*

Percy , texting Mr. D: hopital

(Orphic!!)

-

Mr. D: Percy , where’s your report card?

Percy : My friends stole it from me at school, so now I don’t have it anymore.

Mr. D: Do you think I’m stupid enough to believe that lie?

Percy : What lie?

Mr. D: That you have friends.

(Orphic!!!)

-

*texting*

Percy: Dad, I lost the cat.

Dio: 👍

Percy: Dad, we crashed the van into the lake.

Dio: 👍

Percy: Dad, the cabins burning down.

Dio: 👍

-

Percy : Mr. D keeps forgetting which WiFi network they're supposed to use.

Percy : So I renamed ours to "Mr. D, use this one" to help them out a little.

(Orphic!!!)

-

Mr. D: Hey guys, I found a spider. Cool little lad. Thanks for eating the mosquitos.

Mr. D: Oh no, where did it go?

Percy : DAD WHAT THE FUCK?!

(Orphic!!!)

-

Percy : Are you busy?

Mr. D: Yes.

Percy : Cool, listen to this...

(Orphic!!!)

-

Mr. D: You’ve got to learn to love yourself.

Percy : But don't you hate yourself.

Mr. D: Yeah, but this is about you. Stay focused.

(Orphic!!!)

-

Percy : My life is a mess.

Mr. D: Percy relax, go get a beer.

Percy : I don’t want a beer.

Mr. D: Who said it was for you?

(Orphic!!!)

-

Mr. D: I’ve never been in a snowball fight before. I don’t know the rules.

Percy : What?

Mr. D: Is there a point system, or is it to the death?

(Orphic!!!)

-

Mr. D: *on the phone* Just snap his kneecaps and he’ll talk, I’m at a parent teacher conference.

Mr. D: Anyways, you said Percy is enjoying finger painting! That's great.

(Orphic!!!)

-

Percy: PEASANT. I REQUIRE SUSTENANCE.

Mr. D: You know there are other ways to say you want McDonalds.

Percy: FOUL PLEBEIAN. YOU DARE SPEAK AGAINST ME—

Mr. D: *sigh* What do you want?

Percy: Chicken nuggets please.

(Orphic!!!)

-

Based off of an audio I’ve heard hehe

Apollo, with some other gods, talking since Percy got kidnapped or went missing on a quest or something: He’s going to dehydrate- Dio, do you want some water?

Mr.D, sobbing in the corner, overwhelmed with fear and anxiety for his kid for once: SOMEBODY SEDATE ME

-

Percy: Oh, would you look at that. A peacock.

Mr.D, whipping his head around: HERA???

Percy, snorting as Dio registers there’s nothing there: payback.

Mr.D: you little…ugh.

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Mr.D: I hate my kid. He’s annoying, clingy, and just generally a pest to deal with.

Hermes: okay…are there any good things about him..?

Mr.D: glad you asked- *pulling up a 600 page essay*

-

Mr.D, texting: going into an Olympian meeting. Dont text me.

Percy: okay!

Percy: *proceeds to send him 57 TikTok’s*

TYSM ORPHIC FOR MOST OF THESE TBH <333

[physalian]

Pretty sure I’m a baby aro, running out of excuses to deny it anymore. Now I didn’t go through any internalized homophobia that you might have if you realize you’re gay or a lesbian, I knew if I came out to my parents they’d be fine (I just don’t want the attention and the questions). Aceness came easy to me, can’t think of any one epiphany moment or if it happened, it wasn’t a monumental one. Just, oh, yeah, that makes sense.

Aromaticism(?), though, that one’s harder to accept. I know I’m not the only one going/gone through this. It’s just a very lonely state of being, in a society where there are very thick bold lines between what you’re allowed to do with friends before it gets “weird” and messy (and why I fight so hard to write and love characters who ignore those lines but still stay just friends).

I haven’t been anyone’s priority one probably since I stopped being an only child when I was five. I don’t want romance, necessarily, but the only way you get to be the most important person in someone’s life is if you’re their lover.

I don’t need all the accoutrements of romance. But to have somebody who actually wants to do stuff together instead of making up excuses would be nice. Somebody who’s as invested in however we define our relationship as I am. Someone who texts first as often as I do. Someone with whom I never have to think “they’re just putting up with me”. Somebody who notices the little things, as I do for them. They don’t even have to be physically around all the time (in fact I prefer them not to be, I need my space).

It probably doesn’t help that my short list of friends has people only there because officially ending it would be too much work. The kind of people who won’t talk to me at all for months unless I reach out first. (When you work from home and everybody your age that you attempt to make friends with are either immature, or into things you hate like drinking, drugs, and clubs, making friends as an adult sucks.)

I’ve been in relationships out of guilt and expectations, short and miserable, but my second-to-last one, with a love-bomber who wouldn’t take no for an answer all the way to the bedroom… I didn’t like them, but I liked the attention. Got the fuck out of there right quick once I realized all I wanted was attention and not *their* attention.

But being aroace, when you don’t have anyone else to give you attention, is not a fun place to be. I don’t generally sit around whining about loneliness, but it hits every now and then. I can daydream about romance with the best of them (and I think I can write it well enough), but the person I’m imagining never has a face, or much of a body, they’re just a blob. And then reality hits and it’s like “oh this is the cost of romance? This is exhausting. You’re exhausting. I’m sick of being the one who has her shit together out of the two of us. Goodbye.”

I guess when you grow up surrounded by stellar examples of failed marriages and relationships and whiny pre-teens (and grown-ass adults, let’s be real) losing their shit over so-and-so not liking their Insta pic, romance sounds tedious as fuck.

Like, I can't not picture any would-be lover as a deadbeat with horrible parents I'd have to tolerate and some complex they think I can romance away and some hobby I can't stand. It's all I see in the people around me, "ugh I hate them, but I can't not love them". All I see is people I care about getting with the same shitty type of person because they're also lonely, but unlike me, they crave romance and sex and put up with shit so they can have those things. I'd have to put up with sex and romance for attention, and I'm not doing that.

My imaginary blob person doesn’t have a face, but the “sexiest” trait I can think of is just. Competence. Which is depressingly hard to find in other people my age.

Get me a somebody who does the dishes without being asked and who has savings and a career, not just a job, and knows how to do their taxes and can set up the WiFi without throwing a tantrum and is actually working toward their dreams and aspirations and can have adult conversations and doesn’t play stupid mind games and maybe we’ll strike the “aro” out of aroace.

Until then, hello everybody I’m new. Where do I put my stuff?

[tsukithesugarcloud]

"Yes, it was quite nice of her.."

*Tsuki thought to back then when it had happened, and how silly-ily cute Miyuki looked with that scarf, and smiled at the memory*

*When they noticed Nozomi hopping around on the ground, they chuckled at the cute sight*

"..Your crow seems like a playful one. What's their name?"

(FIRST RP I FINALLY GOT A COOL IDEA)

Tsuki's kasugai crow has been gone for a while, and they were starting to get worried.

After asking their mentor, the love hashira, she told them. "Oh! I heard that Baijaku-kun is adored by most crows! He's probably with your crow, tsuki-san!"

With that information, tsuki went to search for him.

After a moment, tsuki found baijaku with their crow on his lap, he was scratching under it's neck.

( @matthew-knyshait but i will reply with my rp acc :3)

*Tsuki was curious at first, since Miyuki (Tsuki's crow) was, in fact, actually with Baijaku*

"..Huh?"

*Tsuki stepped around the corner of the door They were looking out from, and walked towards Baijaku*

"Baijaku-san?.."

/ooc IM SO SORRY FOR RESPONDING TO THIS SO LATE MY FAMILY DECIDED TODAY WAS THE BEST FOR MOVIE NIGHTT 😭

Also, sorry this is lacking anything badly. I did the best I could despite the eepy's and less time 😔