#what's that poem that's like ''you don't have to walk on your knees for 100 miles in the wilderness'' or smth of that sort?

[faebaex]

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Name: Robyn

Gender: Male (red curly hair/blue eyes if that comes up)

Scenario: just something with Rook! Maybe something protective or sweet! Anything would be amazing with our adorable, ridiculous Frenchman! :D

author note: helloooo sorry this took so long ;-; I really love all your works, your poly Octavinelle is just *chefs kiss* (⁠♡⁠ω⁠♡⁠ ⁠)⁠ ⁠~⁠♪ I hope you enjoy!! Rook is so goofy, what will we do with him~

characters: Rook Hunt x M!Reader

"Beauté!"

"100 points!"

"My beloved trickster, you look divine!"

Endless compliments had been flowing from Rook's lips over this past week. He often complimented you, but recently it was like he had gone into hyperdrive, often waxing lyrical about how you were born from the tears of Gods, how you were brighter than the light that shone from the moon and how the sweetest of bird songs could never compare to your voice. It was becoming a bit... Much. And you weren't the only one noticing.

"Rook has been a bit..." Deuce hesitated as you, him and Ace walked through the main college building after a long day of classes.

"Unhinged?" Ace added unhelpfully, cheeky smile on his lips as he walked with one arm behind his head.

"That's rude, Ace." Deuce chided, but his expression said he didn't entirely disagree, "he's just been very... Into you lately, Y/N." Deuce finally said, and you could feel your cheeks turning red at the comment.

"Yeah, what was today's poem? 'Everyday with you gives me a thrill, my dreams you richly fulfill', yada yada yada?" Ace teased, his grin widening when he saw the red tint on your cheeks flush down to your neck.

"Come on, Rook always compliments everyone he sees..." You retorted, keeping your eyes on the ground as you knew your rebuttal was weak at best. Ace scoffed and Deuce shook his head, his lips pressed into a thin line.

"Please, you can't tell me you actually think he serenades everyone like he does when he sees you." Ace gibed, and Deuce couldn't help but nod in agreement. "He got down on one knee in the cafeteria the other day to offer you a napkin." Deuce pointed out and you felt your cheeks grow hot again as you remembered the scene. Thank Seven that Vil dragged him away before he could continue.

"So, like... Are you two dating?" Ace blurted out, his and Deuce's curious eyes on you now. You squirmed, fingers fiddling with the hem of your blazer as you kept your eyes glued to the floor.

"No! Of course not... I mean, I don't think so?" You felt your blush deepening with every word you spoke and you opened your mouth to retort further when you were suddenly interrupted by a shout from nearby.

"Trickster!"

You, Ace and Deuce all froze in place as you recognised Rook's voice calling out to you. You didn't have a chance to react as he was already walking towards you, his usual whimsical smile on his face as he stopped in front of you.

"My, your face is rather red, Trickster! Like the ripest of apples! Is everything all right?" Rook inquired, and you heard Ace snort beside you and you dug an elbow into his side. If Rook saw, he said nothing, keeping his eyes trained on you with his usual fanciful smile on his lips.

"Yes, yes. I'm fine, Rook. Did you need something?" You said, fluster obvious in your tone as you tried to pat at your cheeks discreetly, as if that would somehow will away the colour in your cheeks.

"I wondered if you had a moment to spare? It would make me the happiest man alive if you would grace me with your presence for a walk around the grounds?" Rook all but sang, his hands gesturing in his usual eccentric manner. It looked like he'd break into another one of his compliment filled routines any moment, so you quickly stepped forward and agreed in hopes of saving your cheeks from colouring any further.

"Y-yes sure, that would be nice..." You looked back at Ace and Deuce, giving them an awkward smile and a small wave, "I'll see you guys later." Ace and Deuce both uttered farewells, but could not hide the curious looks on their faces as they watched you and Rook walk away.

You let Rook lead the walk, even as he kept close to your side, close enough that your arms were brushing against each other. You felt your face growing hot again. In an attempt to compose yourself, you broke the silence between you, "Rook, can I ask you something?"

"Of course, Trickster! I adore your questions!" Rook responded with a flourish, turning his green eyes upon you once again. Hunter's eyes, eyes that felt like they tracked your every move, you could almost feel a shiver ready to run up your spine. You cleared your throat and looked away briefly, finding it easier to ask your question when you weren't staring directly into his unnerving gaze.

"Um... Well..." You began, and Rook hummed in acknowledgment, his eyes still on you, and you suddenly felt so much more self conscious. However, you swallowed and carried on, "you know lately... You've been very..." You paused.

"Yes?" Rook enquired, whimsical smile still on his lips, his face giving nothing away.

"Well... You've been giving me a lot of compliments lately... And other things... And it's been a bit... Much..." You had finally mustered up the courage to look up at Rook again, only to cringe back when you caught sight of him.

Rook stood, his eyebrows raised, with his hands pressed dramatically over his heart.

"Mon dieu! Trickster, I can't believe my displays of affection have caused you distress! Oh, how I lament this turn of events!" Rook mourned, his hand raising so the back of it rested against his forehead as he leaned back, like he was a damsel in distress.

"Rook--" You tried, but he had already began.

"It can't be helped, when I see your shining beauty, my heart soars--"

"Roo--"

"My, it is a shame... Nay! A crime! That the rest of campus is largely unaware of how brightly you shine!"

"Rook."

"Why, is it not admirable that I make it my mission to enlighten the masses to your precious allure?"

You bit your lip as you watched him continue to wax lyrical about you once again.

"I would be able to retire a happy man if I knew but a few were enlightened to how wonderful you truly are." Rook finished, taking his hat off with a flourish.

Silence fell between you, with you and Rook left staring at each other, him in his ridiculous, flourished pose and you, awkwardly with your hands at your sides. The silence stretched between you, only to be broken by your undignified snort as your stiff composure crumpled in a heap of giggles.

"Rook, you are ridiculous!"

You wiped at the tears that were forming in your eyes as you laughed uncontrollably, feeling your ribs ache from your mirth. When you finally were able to look up at Rook, you could see a cheeky glint in his eyes as he righted his hat back onto his head.

"Ah but Trickster, you love it." The smile Rook wore was rugged and charming as he made his way back to your side, curving an arm around your back as he guided you to continue your weekly walk, which you always eagerly anticipated.

"But can you tone it down a bit? Vil will string me up if he catches you on your knees in the cafeteria again!" You asked with a pout.

"Non, non Trickster! I can tone, but the direction will not be down!"

"Rook!"

[secretkittywolf]

More Gladioturashipping incorrect quotes

There's so many that fits these two so well!

Quattro: Being in love is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us Dextra: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both

Quattro: When you said 'Magic in Bed', I wasn't expecting this... Dextra: *pulls out card from deck* Now, was this your card? Quattro:  holy shit-

Dextra: Are you ready to commit? Quattro: Like, a crime or a relationship?

Quattro: We’re getting married, bitches! Dextra: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem

Quattro: I like your new pants! Dextra: Thanks, they were 50% off! Quattro: I’d like them better if they were 100% off *winks* Dextra: The store can’t just give away clothes for free Quattro: That’s… not what I meant Dextra: That’s a terrible way to run a business, Quattro

Dextra: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos- Quattro: I wrote you a poem Dextra, already crying: You did?

Dextra: Hey, about that love letter you sent me- Quattro: *blushes* What are your thoughts? Dextra: The fourth sentence- Quattro: Yeah, that’s where I got really emotional and I- Dextra: It’s “y-o-u’r-e” not “y-o-u-r”

Dextra: You know my motto: carpe diem, carpe noctem, carpe coles Quattro: Seize the day, seize the night, what’s the last one? Dextra: Seize the dick

Quattro: I'm trash Dextra: As someone who's environmentally conscious, it's my duty to pick you up. Does 7 work for you? Quattro: Quattro: You smooth motherfucker Quattro: And yes it does

Quattro: There are 20 letters in the alphabet, right? Dextra: Nope, there's 26 Quattro: Ah, I must have forgotten U, R, A, Q, T Dextra: Aww, that's cute, but you're still missing one Quattro: You'll get the D later ;)

Dextra: I still have no idea how I’m attracted to you... Quattro: Yeah, well, you’re stuck with me, and no take backs, honey

Quattro: This date is boring! Dextra: This isn't a date. I said I was going to the store. Quattro: Then why did you invite me? Dextra: I didnt, I specifically said "don't come with me," then you said, "fuck you Dextra I'll do whatever I want!

Dextra walking into the kitchen and seeing all their limes peeled: Quattro, I love you but, what the h-e-double FUCK! Quattro, sipping coffee happily: I love you too :)

Quattro: Dextra and I are no longer friends Dextra: QUATTRO THAT IS THE WORST WAY TO TELL PEOPLE THAT WE’RE DATING!

Quattro: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response Dextra: Wow. They sound stupid Quattro: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense. Dextra: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!” Quattro: I guess you’re right. Hey Dextra, I love you Dextra: See! Just say that! Quattro: Holy fucking shit Dextra: If that flies over their head then, sorry Quattro, but they're too dumb for you Quattro: Dextra...

Dextra: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night? Quattro: It was autocorrect

Dextra: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me"? Quattro: Yes

Quattro: Fight me! Dextra: *gets on one knee and pulls out a ring* Dextra: Fight me for the rest of our lives

*Quattro comes home absolutely drunk, undresses, and stands in Dextra's bedroom* Dextra: Babe, are you.. coming to bed? Quattro: No thank you, I’m sure you’re lovely but I have a girlfriend Quattro: *Lies on the ground and falls asleep* Dextra: ...

Dextra: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt Quattro: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit

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Hey 🌷. I hope you don't mind writing Tauxolouve x goddess reader general headcanons. What is there relationship like? How often do they go on dates? etc. It's ok if you don't want to write this.

Tauxolouve × goddess!reader—general headcanons

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

A/N: CUTENESS OVERLOAD AAHH *sobs into my single-pringle corner*

- Doodles you a lot, before you two get together, Like- when you're not looking, he draws sketches of you.

- Karno realizes something changed with Lou, because he notices he picked up his hobby again, but doesn't know exactly what.

- When you and Loud get together, you'll 100% get a "oh, so you're the girl that Lou's been head over heels about!" From Karno like the momma he is.

- If you're working together, he makes sure to slip heart doodles into each stack of documents he passes you and stares from the other side of the room to see your bashful smile, when you find his sketch.

- Lou could give up his soul for baths, so I can see him taking you to a lot of dates having to do with lakes and stuff, where you two can soak up inside, hugging it out.

- Also likes to draw the places you visit and it's usually moments of comfortable and loving silence between the two of you, where each one of you are doing your own thing. (Ex: He's painting and you're reading/also painting/anything).

- He likes to go on dates with you pretty often, because now that he knows he has a future, he wants to explore all the ways he didn't explore life before and now that you're here too, he's ecstatic.

- Leon: "If you don't stop spacing out during work, by staring at (name), I will move you to the other side of the wing!"

Tauxolouve: "Yeah, yeah, you're lecturing me on slacking off?"

Leon: "..."

Leon: "Listen here, you little-"

- Would take you on Earth dates if you're interested in Earth's cultures.

- I feel like at some point, Tauxolouve stumbled upon a copy of Romeo and Juliet and he surprised you one night by recreating the balcony scene with you.

- If you also appreciate poetry, he'll gladly whisper poems into your ear as you drift away in his arms and he runs his fingers through your hair. (I know gods don't need to sleep, but it's not forbitten either sooo-)

- Idk about you, but Tauxolouve strikes me as a person who love his partner's tummy *dies from cuteness* so whether he's wrapping his arms around you, tickling you, kissing you, trying to leave hickeys on you, his attention will naturally wander to your tummy.

- Will also lay his head on your tummy (because he loves it so much) and you're gonna stroke his hair AND WHEN HE GETS UP, HIS HAIR WILL BE DOWN, LIKE IN THAT ONE CG KNKSNGSODGNSDKGNDMGNKD.

- 100% carries you onto his back in a piggy back ride across the entire Heavens.

- Basically, now with you here, he has found his more playful side again.

- (Tauxolouve: "I told you Aigo! I'm not an old man!")

- Still draws you, but now he makes portraits, given how you know about his love for you, so he doesn't fear the possibility of you finding them.

- And I don't think I need to mention that, because it's pretty obvious, but he's there to listen to any of your problems any time of any day or night. You're not bothering him. Your feelings matter and he loves you. You're literally the best thing that's happened to him. <3

- You're basically living the Disney dream is what I'm saying.

- Hell, he even gets on one knee to help you put your shoes on.

- Also likes to raise your dresses for you, when you walk up the stairs, so you don't trip on them. It makes him feel like he's your prince and he wants to take care for his princess.

- His parents love you. And I mean they LOOOOOOOVE you.

- His mother would squeeze yours and Tauxolouve's cheeks 24/7, I'm sure of it.

- And if you decide to have (a) child(ren), these two can and they will spoil them rotten.

- Something else I don't think needs clarification, but I'm still gonna say it, because I'm extra, is that Tauxolouve, won't EVER and I mean EVER let the flame between you weaken. Even after centuries of dating and marriage (and kids, if you decide to have any, whether they're adopted or biological), he will always make sure you never lose your spark and also treasures you, because you gave him a reason to live and you brighten up his life. <3<3<3<3

(Imagine if one time Tauxolouve slipped a heart doodle between the documents, before passing them to you, but due to some complications, the stack ends up in Teo's hands and he thinks it was originally meant for him, so now he's hugging Tauxolouve close, into a ✨bro hug✨, sobbing into his shoulder.)

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

Random X-files things I’ve been meaning to send you and keep forgetting:

1. The way they say each other’s names so much. As a fanfic writer I watch for the tricks of speech that identify a character. And Mulder and Scully, more than any other characters I’ve noticed, call each other by name. All. The. Time. They use their names to get each other’s attention, they start casual sentences with the other’s name, etc. Even when they’re alone, when there’s nobody else they could possibly be talking to, they do it. And I love that about them.

2. The way Mulder is not a part of Scully’s family. He’s fine interacting with them, but whenever it’s a “family moment” he is apart. Even when invited by her mother (post-abduction), he declines. After her cancer goes into remission, he’s sitting alone in the hall because it’s a family moment (though he sends Skinner in). It’s like he feels unworthy or out of place or he doesn’t have the right or something.

And then the one time—the one time it should be a family moment and he offers to stay because there’s no one else (when Emily’s in a coma)—Scully asks to be alone.

He’s still not quite part of the family, but this time it’s not him excluding himself, it’s her. (Although I don’t believe the thought ever crossed her mind—she just really needed the solitude.) But it’s the only time he’s offered to stay for a family-type moment, and that hurts.

so i typed out a whole massive response to this and then accidentally hit discard and then went and screamed about that for a hot second lol RIP the actually well-written reply I was gonna give you 😂

1. dheknd dude I cannot explain that phenomenon but they say each other's names SO MUCH it's kinda insane; like with anyone else it would seem odd but for them it feels right, it's their thing, it's and indicator of how important they are to each other and how much they care — i think sometimes they use each other's names to ground themselves or each other, or as a comfort, or just... to show affection. and they do it right from the beginning, as soon as they meet!!! they just like saying each other's name so much!!!

2. oh man that scene in Emily... ughhhh it hurts so much, especially after the course of the episodes preceding that scene, where Mulder really does in a lot of ways (as someone else once pointed out) take on a lot of the role a husband would in trying to support Scully and protect her and her little girl. and like, after the doctor thinking they're the parents and the absolute agony in their eyes at not being able to say yes... it just hits so hard.

(I believe it was @kittenscully who said that if Emily had lived Mulder would have dropped EVERYTHING to be whatever she and Scully needed — he'd have gone full dad mode, he would have asked Scully to marry him. I'm in FULL agreement with that opinion tbh, he'd have given up anything to be in that little girl's life and to be there for Scully and to be *with* Scully. and honestly, they deserved that.)

they WANT that, so much — they want to be something more, to be able to say "yes, we're the parents," but they can't, and that's part of the tension of s5 as a whole. they're basically more in love than ever, and mostly more ready to be in a relationship than ever — Scully is so open to him making a move more than maybe ever (other than Home, bc if he'd made a move then and there i feel like she would have been onboard — I have a Thought about this that involves Wetwired, actually, if you want to send me another ask about it!) but there's so much happening, Mulder is having a crisis of faith and blaming himself for every bad thing that's happened to her, and he thinks himself so unworthy that he WON'T try and pursue her.

so, he stays on the outside of hospital rooms and chapel sanctuaries and he leaves her alone when she asks bc he has no claim on her, no matter how much they both wish he did. he is not a part of her family as much as they both want him to be, as much as Maggie may have said "anybody gonna parent this sad scruffy lost puppy" and didn't wait for an answer, as much as Melissa may have taken one look at him and decided he was brother in law material. it's both the fact that they're not, technically, anything more than coworkers and best friends, and that, especially in Redux II and Christmas Carol/Emily because of his faith crisis caused by the revelations about Scully's cancer (and his own blame on himself), Mulder thinks himself unworthy of being a part of that, of being with her in those moments like the happiness at the end of Redux II, even though no one else — least of all Scully — does.

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Okay so I am aware that this is left field. But this is absolutely amazing. You can use this tool here.

https://perchance.org/incorrect-quote-generator

[ For @copterbotblades ~ ]

Blades: I would never say that my partner is a bitch and I don’t don’t like them. That’s not true… My partner is a bitch and I like them so much!

Blades: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-

RB!Rose: I wrote you a poem.

Blades, already crying: You did?

Blades: RB!Rose, you love me, right?

RB!Rose: Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.

Blades: Are you an F5 key? Because that ass is refreashing.

RB!Rose: Are you a software update? because not right now.

Blades: I like your new pants!

RB!Rose: Thanks, they were 50% off!

Blades: I’d like them better if they were 100% off. *winks*

RB!Rose: The store can’t just give away clothes for free.

Blades: Thats’s… not what I meant.

RB!Rose: That’s a terrible way to run a business, Blades.

Blades: Do you want to know your gay name?

RB!Rose: My... my gay name?

Blades: Yeah, it's your first name-

RB!Rose: Haha. Very funny Blades-

Blades: *gets down on one knee* And my last name.

RB!Rose: Oh- oh my god.

Blades: When you said 'Magic in Bed', I wasn't expecting this...

RB!Rose: *pulls out card from deck* Now, was this your card?

Blades: Holy moly-

Blades: There are 20 letters in the alphabet, right?

RB!Rose: Nope, there's 26.

Blades: Ah, I must have forgotten U, R, A, Q, T.

RB!Rose: Aww, that's cute, but you're still missing one.

Blades: You'll get the D later ;).

RB!Rose: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.

Blades: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.

RB!Rose: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??

Blades: Is it working?

Blades: This date is boring!

RB!Rose: This isn't a date. I said I was going to the store.

Blades: Then why did you invite me?

RB!Rose: I didnt, I specifically said "don't come with me," then you said, "fuck you RB!Rose I'll do whatever I want!

Blades: Talk dirty to me, baby~

RB!Rose: The dishes.

Blades: Wh-

RB!Rose: They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.

RB!Rose: Did it hurt when you fell-

Blades: From heaven? Wow, I didn’t think you were such a flirt-

RB!Rose: No, I meant when you fell down the stairs.

Blades: ...

RB!Rose: You just laid there for 15 minutes.

RB!Rose: *angrily presses Blades against a wall* WHERE'S THE MONEY?!

Blades: ...

Blades: Are we about to kiss-

Blades: I love you.

RB!Rose, not paying attention: What was that?

Blades: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

RB!Rose, to Heatwave: Look at you! All cute and small! I could just eat you up!

Heatwave: *proceeds to kick them in the shin and run away*

Blades, walking past: Rule number 1, don't call Heatwave cute or small.

Heatwave: Do you ever get pre-annoyed? Like you already know someone is going to piss you off?

Blades: What? No, I—

RB!Rose: *enters room*

Heatwave: *jaw clenches*

Blades: How do you tell someone that you wanna have sex with them in a polite way?

RB!Rose: Excuse me Mx. Would you give me the honours of indulging in sexual activities with you?

Heatwave: What the fuck is wrong with you two?

Blades: Due to personal reasons, I will be fucking sinking to the bottom of the ocean in a large metal box.

Heatwave: Did RB!Rose say 'I love you' and you said 'Thanks'?

Blades: THE REASONS ARE PERSONAL–

*Blades is casually searching around the room*

Heatwave : Hey Blades, what’re you looking for?

Blades: My will to live.

*RB!Rose walks into the room*

Blades: Oh, there it is.

Blades: Pfft, you should meet RB!Rose, they're such a tsundere.

Heatwave: They... they just stabbed you.

Blades: So cute.

Blades: RB!Rose is off at an appointment, so while they’re gone, I’m going to cut the sleeves off all of my shirts.

Heatwave: Why?

Blades: They’re like 90Heatwave of my impulse control.

RB!Rose: Blades annoyed me today so I told them that I can’t wait to see what they have planned for our special day tomorrow.

Heatwave: There is nothing special about tomorrow.

RB!Rose: But there is something special about watching the color leave their face as panic takes over.

RB!Rose: How do you know how to kiss? Like who teaches you?

Blades: Well it’s actually a class, but unfortunately it’s full right now.

Blades: Would you like me to tutor you?

Heatwave: That was smooth.

Blades: If I say I love you, will you say it back?

RB!Rose: Yes.

Blades: I love you.

RB!Rose: It back.

*Later*

Heatwave: Why is Blades crying face-down on the floor?

Heatwave: So… I’ve seen you’ve been spending a lot of time with RB!Rose recently.

Blades: No, Heatwave, it's not what it looks like, I swear.

Heatwave: Oh really? So no reason for me to be jealous?

Blades: No! You’re the only one for me.

Heatwave: Is that so?

Blades: I promise! RB!Rose and I are just dating, okay? They’re my partner.

Heatwave: So there are no best-friends-feelings involved?

Blades: You are still my one and only best friend! They’re just the love of my life, nothing more!

Heatwave: But I’m still the platonic love of your life, right?

Blades: Of course bro!

Heatwave: Bro...

RB!Rose: What the-

Blades: *cooking*

RB!Rose: *kicks down door*

RB!Rose: *grabs knife from Blades's hand*

RB!Rose: WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT DESTRUCTIVE BEHAVIOR?

Blades:

Blades: What.

Heatwave: They're trying to tell you they want to cook.

Heatwave: ....Thou shalt not marry each other, for thy art both sinful...

RB!Rose: I just wanna fucking marry Blades!!

Blades, talking to Heatwave: Well Heatwave, whenever I’m about to do something, I think ‘would RB!Rose do that?’ and if they would, I do not do that thing.

Heatwave: …

RB!Rose, from the distance: They’re not wrong though!

RB!Rose: Thank you all for coming.

Heatwave, wearing a hospital gown: When I heard you couldn't get laid, I dropped everything and came straight here.

RB!Rose: Well, I couldn't imagine anyone else being part of the "Fuck RB!Rose Task Force".

Blades: Yeah, I interpreted that in a different way.

Blades, holding a rock: RB!Rose just gave this to me and said "I feel like you deserve the moon but all I can give you is a rock".

Heatwave: If you don't marry them, I will.

RB!Rose: Well, remember when Blades made a romantic dinner for me?

Heatwave: RB!Rose, they microwaved you a pizza.

Heatwave: And here we see Blades and RB!Rose in their natural habitat. Texting eachother variations of the word "garlic bread" to try to make eachother laugh.

Blades: Gaelic bread.

RB!Rose: Grueling brad.

Blades: Ha ha, glamorous beans.

Blades: I asked RB!Rose out.

Heatwave: Oh, I’m sorry.

Blades: Why?

Heatwave: Well, I assume they said no.

Blades: No, they said yes.

Heatwave: Really? Then I’m sorry for them.

RB!Rose, about Blades: They're covered in blood again. Why is it they're always covered in blood?

Heatwave: Well, it looks like it's their own blood this time.

Blades: sapnu puaS.

RB!Rose: What??

Heatwave: What language is that.

Blades: Turn your phone 180 degrees.

*Blades was removed from the groupchat*

Blades, rushing into the room: It’s terrible, just terrible! I am so upset!

RB!Rose: Blades, honey, sit down! Sweetheart, tell us all about it. Heatwave, would you get Blades some water?

Heatwave: What are they gonna do with water? Has water ever made you feel better when you were upset? Have you ever heard anyone say, “Thank God, the water’s here!”?

RB!Rose: You are irrationally angry 365 days a year.

Heatwave: Well, that’s just your personal opinion, I don’t have anger issues. Do you guys think I have anger issues?

Blades: Well, I wouldn’t really call it an issue. An issue is something you can fix.

Blades: We're having a baby.

Heatwave: Oh, cangradu-

RB!Rose, slamming adoption papers onto the table: It's you, sign here.

Heatwave: That shirt looks great, Blades.

Blades: Thanks.

Heatwave: But I bet it would look even better on RB!Rose's floor.

RB!Rose: Are you hitting on Blades... for me?

*Blades is telling a story*

RB!Rose: Wow, Blades, this story has everything! Action! Adventure! Romance!

Heatwave: Romance?

RB!Rose: I have a crush on them.

RB!Rose: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Heatwave?

Heatwave: No.

Blades: I do!

RB!Rose: I know, Blades.

Blades: I’m sad.

RB!Rose: I know, Blades.

Heatwave: And now for a gay update with RB!Rose and Blades.

Blades: Getting gayer.

Heatwave: Thank you, Blades.

Blades, grinning: Before you were what?

RB!Rose: Before I was-

Blades: What?

RB!Rose: Before I was inter-

Blades: Before you were interrupted?

RB!Rose: Cut me off one more time and I swear I'll-

Blades: What?

RB!Rose: *makes frustrated sound*

Heatwave, nervously: Stop that. Before they hurt you.

RB!Rose: Sorry, I'm late to the party. I've been doing things.

Blades, entering in an unbuttoned shirt: I got caught up doing things too.

Heatwave: Wow, RB!Rose was late too! What a coincidence!

RB!Rose & Blades: *accidentally set the kitchen on fire*

RB!Rose: We need an adult!

Blades: RB!Rose, you are an adult!

RB!Rose: We need an adultier adult! Get Heatwave!

RB!Rose, at an awards show: Well, first of all, I’d like to thank Blades, the love of my life, for telling me Heatwave was going to win so don’t bother to prepare a speech.

RB!Rose: Heatwave doesn’t look very happy.

Blades: That's their happy. They're just a bitch.

RB!Rose: Someone take me to art museums and make out with me.

Blades: But they said not to touch the masterpieces.

RB!Rose: Well somebody's got to pin the artwork to the wall.

Heatwave, on a walkie talkie: This is Heatwave, those idiots are fucking around in the East wing again.

RB!Rose: *is wearing silk pants* How does this look?

Blades: Like its slips on and off really easily.

RB!Rose:

Blades: No, I didn't mean it like that-

Heatwave: We know what you meant.

Heatwave: Ooh, somebody has a crush

RB!Rose: Pfft, I don’t have a crush on Blades I just think they’re cool, it’s not like I stay up at night thinking about them.

*Later that night*

RB!Rose, very much awake: Uh oh.

Blades: It’s impossible to make a sentence without using the letter a.

RB!Rose: Despite your thinking, it is quite possible, yet difficult, to form one without the specific letter. Here’s one more to further disprove your theory.

Heatwave: Fuck you.

Heatwave: Something tells me Blades's going to be a bit more unhinged today...

Blades, holding a lit match and a bag of cheetos: Leave me be, RB!Rose isn't home to stop me, I'm going feral.

Blades: Self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath or putting on a lot of make up if you like that, or taking a nice warm nap and stuff like that basically.

Heatwave: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you. self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists. self care is the fear in your enemies eyes.

RB!Rose: Self care is stealing someones birthday cake just to eat the frosting.

Heatwave: If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands.

Heatwave, to RB!Rose: You're starting to forget your Spanish. You don't practice.

RB!Rose: Lo siento. Estoy embarazada.

Heatwave: You just told me you're pregnant.

Blades: Congratulations RB!Rose, you're glowing!

Heatwave: Wow! Blades made you cry?

RB!Rose, tearing up: Yes, and they said some really mean things that are only partly true.

RB!Rose, in a high voice, holding Barbie: Hey, Ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!

Blades, in a deep voice, holding Ken: Nonsense, Barbie. You’re staying home and having my kids.

Heatwave: What the fuck are you guys doing?

RB!Rose: Playing systemic oppression.