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DBH Headcanons: DPD pt. 2
Gavin is gen Z. There is a 98% chance he flossed and did the Fortnite default dance.
That bastard was also a troll on Pubg and VRChat, you cannot tell me otherwise
You guys, Hank… Hank had to have been one of those millennials who was like “The fuck is gen z doing, stop with the fidget spinners and sadness! Are you guys even okay!?”
When Connor showers, he sits in a towel like E.T while Hank gets him pajamas.
Likewise, Connor sets out Hank’s outfit for the next day. (You can take this as romantic or familial affections, but still)
Gavin had a Juul. Shit head.
“Connor, play Despacito”
Holy shit, guys. The DPD actively reference B99 and Fowler outwardly hates it, but secretly loves it.
“Connor, play I Want It That Way”
Someone in that goddamn police station played a uke at some point- I feel it in my bones
Fatalistic humor has stuck around even through their adulthood, so someone says “Victim was found dead this morning-” “Lucky bastard.”
“The suspect reportedly poured coffee on themself and then climbed into a fish tank.” “Mood.”
“Says here they overdosed on twelve(12) types of drugs and fell fifteen(15) feet from the second floor balcony of the strip club.” “They really lived their best life, huh?”
John Mulaney quotes up the wazoo
At one point, people just post sticky notes with memes on them everywhere. Like, some say “Zendaya is mechee” or “Sans Undertale”
“Connor, play The Cha Cha Slide”
Fowler: “There’s only one thing worse than a killer-” *yank*
Gavin: “An android.”
Fowler: “nO-”
There’s a lot of meme related chain emails that get sent out and everyone hates it.
Bonus!
Holy shit guys I didnt even consider the fact that these doofuses would be exposed to Hamilton and other new musicals that are big in our generation!
Tina was a Heather in her high school production of Heathers
Gavin passed his history classes only because of Hamilton- there's no way he'd remember that stuff otherwise
Hank claimed he hated musical theatre, but we all know he was jamming to Repo! The Genetic Opera. . .
Fowler was a big fan of Leslie Odom Jr. because he was just a super great role model and an African American male who was so successful with his dream job.
In The Heights? Tina and Fowler loved it. They didn't go to school together or anything, but they both shared that love
Tina was also a big fan of Dear Evan Hansen
Hank kinda looks down on the others because in his mind they don't appreciate the classics of broadway, but he can't say anything because he is a big scruffy guy and he will never admit that he enjoyed the works of Andrew Lloyd Webber-
DBH Headcanons: DPD pt. 2
Gavin is gen Z. There is a 98% chance he flossed and did the Fortnite default dance.
That bastard was also a troll on Pubg and VRChat, you cannot tell me otherwise
You guys, Hank... Hank had to have been one of those millennials who was like "The fuck is gen z doing, stop with the fidget spinners and sadness! Are you guys even okay!?"
When Connor showers, he sits in a towel like E.T while Hank gets him pajamas.
Likewise, Connor sets out Hank's outfit for the next day. (You can take this as romantic or familial affections, but still)
Gavin had a Juul. Shit head.
"Connor, play Despacito"
Holy shit, guys. The DPD actively reference B99 and Fowler outwardly hates it, but secretly loves it.
"Connor, play I Want It That Way"
Someone in that goddamn police station played a uke at some point- I feel it in my bones
Fatalistic humor has stuck around even through their adulthood, so someone says "Victim was found dead this morning-" "Lucky bastard."
"The suspect reportedly poured coffee on themself and then climbed into a fish tank." "Mood."
"Says here they overdosed on twelve(12) types of drugs and fell fifteen(15) feet from the second floor balcony of the strip club." "They really lived their best life, huh?"
John Mulaney quotes up the wazoo
At one point, people just post sticky notes with memes on them everywhere. Like, some say "Zendaya is mechee" or "Sans Undertale"
"Connor, play The Cha Cha Slide"
Fowler: "There's only one thing worse than a killer-" *yank*
Gavin: "An android."
Fowler: "nO-"
There's a lot of meme related chain emails that get sent out and everyone hates it.
is being into coffee an older sibling thing bc everyone i know who loves coffee is the oldest child
like every oldest child ik loves coffee, the middle child hates it/prefers tea, and the youngest will drink it but only if its super sweet n has a ton of milk
rb w/ if ur oldest, middle, or youngest child and how u feel about coffee
I’m an only child and a confusing mixture of these thigns, so that tracks, I guess?
Older child of two who hates coffee, BOOM.
Second child of four. I don’t like coffee.
Youngest child and I use caramel coffee, caramel creamer, and some good ass caramel syrup. Maybe even some of that sweet whip on top.
If that caffeine ain't giving me a buzz, that sugar'll do the job.
Shhhh
It's My Borthday
I'm so goddamn old
Teddy Bear(Luther x Ralph) sfw fluff
Haha yes.
You guys give the best goddamn prompts and I am so stoked to write this. Also I am super sorry this took so long- I have a lot on my plate as of recent with exams and I just started running 2 more dnd campaigns along side trying to write and compose music for soundcloud, and writing for other tumblrs.
ANYWAYS- Here we goooo.
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Luther lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling in the darkness. He couldn’t sleep. Something was off tonight, something in the air seemed stale- almost electric. Maybe he was just picking up on some rogue frequencies? No, he was sure that wasn’t it. As he turned over to get more comfortable, he heard a crash from across the hallway.
“Ralph…” he grumbled, removing himself from the warmth of his bed. His friend was staying with him for a while to give Kara and the little one space while they adjusted to their new home. Over the few days, Luther had learned that Ralph was a night owl and rarely went to sleep. Luther didnt know how he was still functioning, having his system running constantly.
Luther quietly walked to the guest bedroom door and lightly knocked. There was no response.
“Ralph, I’m coming in.” he sighed, pushing the door open.
The room in front of him was in shambles. The bedsheets were thrown everywhere, a pillow was torn in half, and the lamp was in pieces on the floor. And there, in the midst of the chaos, Ralph was sleeping. He was halfway sprawled on the bed, with half his body hanging off onto the floor.
Luther cautiously approached the resting android. Ralph’s face was twisted in an expression of pure distress.
“Ralph.” he placed a hand on his friend’s arm. Ralph jolted, yelping, and tumbled clumsily onto the floor. “Ralph, it’s me.”
“W-wha… Where is Ralph? R-Ralph doesn’t- doesn'tknow this place. Whe-where is Ralph?” Ralph stammered frantically, bringing his hand to his face. The room was too dark to be sure, but Luther thought he saw the shine of tears on his cheek.
“You’re in my home, Ralph. You’re in Luther’s home- I’m Luther, remember? We travelled with Kara and the little girl together. You remember them, right?” Luther knelt next to him and cautiously held out his hands. Ralph’s eyes darted around and something close to a whimper escaped his throat.
“Luther’s… home?”
“Yes, Ralph. My home.” Luther inched closer to Ralph, sliding down to sit next to him. The smaller android trembled slightly, staring wide eyed into the darkness. “You’re okay, buddy. I’ve gotcha.” he slowly slid an arm comfortingly around Ralph’s form.
“Did… did Ralph do this?” he gestured to the messy room.
“Yeah, but don’t worry about it. I didn’t like the decor either.” Luther offered a smile. Ralph’s breath hitched and he lunged at Luther, squeezing him in a hug.
“Ralph is sorry. Please don’t make him leave- Ralph hates being alone.” his muffled voice hiccuped. Luther rubbed his hand over his back softly, hushing him.
“I’m not going to kick you out, Ralph.” he sighed. At that, Ralph began to calm down.
“R-really?” Ralph looked up, bleary eyed.
“Of course not. It’d be too quiet without you, big guy.” he assured him, smiling once more.
“True. Ralph is very lively.” Raloh sniffled, giving a halfhearted smile.
“Now, what do you say we make some hot cocoa and you can stay in my room tonight?” Luther wiped the tears from Ralph’s face.
“Ralph would like that.” he nodded. Luther stood, letting Ralph lean on him, and they went to the kitchen. He let Ralph help make the cocoa and once they set their mugs on a tray, they retreated into Luther’s room.
After that night, Ralph had a simpler time getting to sleep and Luther found it easier to doze off with someone next to him. Or in his arms.
AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!! This was it! This was the except you put out! I knew it had something to do with Ralph! Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!! I LOVE IT! I’M CRYING, THIS WAS SO GOOD! You got their characters down pat! I love the fact that Luther has Ralph staying with him instead of all four of them staying in one house, like I always think of.
Luther being concerned about Ralph’s system being constantly running is such a Luther thing to do! My poor son is having a nightmare and it’s my fault! Ralph’s little mannerisms, like yelping, are a really cool way to get Ralph’s character down, I think. I dont know, but the way you write Luther’s lines? You can just hear his soft, calming tone!
Ralph is scared and confused and crying, but Luther knows how to handle him. Ralph seems kinda scared to be in a new place like Luther’s home, with the roaming glance and small whimper-like sound. The arm! Luther’s arm around him feels like my arm around him, giving him small comforts!
Luther being so nonchalant about the room being in disarray in order make Ralph feel better is just… UGH SO GOOD! Awww, Ralph hugged him and begs him not to kick him out. His character is written so well, it makes me want to hug him even more than I usually do. He doesn’t want to be alone… that could only mean one thing!
Again, Luther making small little jokes to make Ralph feel better! He treats him like a big child, but in a good way. They’re gonna have hot cocoa and sleep in Luther’s room!! And he wipes Ralph’s tears from his face! My son has someone who loves him (even though it’s not stated, it’s so clear!) and sleeps with him for comfort! I’m so happy! And that last line killed me, thank you for that! Not to mention the title, which is perfect! Something fluffy, trusted, and protects you while you sleep with it? Yeah, that’s Luther! GOD, I love you for this! You’ve made me so happy! I’ve always thought that Luther would treat Ralph good and with kindness, and you just confirmed it for me! Luther/Ralph all the way for me! 👏👏👏👏💙💚💙💚💙💚💙💚💙💚
I'm glad you liked it so much! I was worried it would be too short to enjoy and even wondered if I wrote the boys a bit out of character, but I guess what I did worked. It makes me so happy that you liked it!
I'm seeing a pattern in the followers for my fanfic accounts.
You guys like Ralph, the others like Yin, and the other others like Dean. You all have favs. Eventually they will all just become accounts about those specific characters.
A summary of my AO3.
Literally me when writing Ralph.
Teddy Bear(Luther x Ralph) sfw fluff
Haha yes.
You guys give the best goddamn prompts and I am so stoked to write this. Also I am super sorry this took so long- I have a lot on my plate as of recent with exams and I just started running 2 more dnd campaigns along side trying to write and compose music for soundcloud, and writing for other tumblrs.
ANYWAYS- Here we goooo.
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Luther lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling in the darkness. He couldn't sleep. Something was off tonight, something in the air seemed stale- almost electric. Maybe he was just picking up on some rogue frequencies? No, he was sure that wasn't it. As he turned over to get more comfortable, he heard a crash from across the hallway.
"Ralph..." he grumbled, removing himself from the warmth of his bed. His friend was staying with him for a while to give Kara and the little one space while they adjusted to their new home. Over the few days, Luther had learned that Ralph was a night owl and rarely went to sleep. Luther didn't know how he was still functioning, having his system running constantly.
Luther quietly walked to the guest bedroom door and lightly knocked. There was no response.
"Ralph, I'm coming in." he sighed, pushing the door open.
The room in front of him was in shambles. The bedsheets were thrown everywhere, a pillow was torn in half, and the lamp was in pieces on the floor. And there, in the midst of the chaos, Ralph was sleeping. He was halfway sprawled on the bed, with half his body hanging off onto the floor.
Luther cautiously approached the resting android. Ralph's face was twisted in an expression of pure distress.
"Ralph." he placed a hand on his friend's arm. Ralph jolted, yelping, and tumbled clumsily onto the floor. "Ralph, it's me."
"W-wha... Where is Ralph? R-Ralph doesn't- doesn't know this place. Whe-where is Ralph?" Ralph stammered frantically, bringing his hand to his face. The room was too dark to be sure, but Luther thought he saw the shine of tears on his cheek.
"You're in my home, Ralph. You're in Luther's home- I'm Luther, remember? We travelled with Kara and the little girl together. You remember them, right?" Luther knelt next to him and cautiously held out his hands. Ralph's eyes darted around and something close to a whimper escaped his throat.
"Luther's... home?"
"Yes, Ralph. My home." Luther inched closer to Ralph, sliding down to sit next to him. The smaller android trembled slightly, staring wide eyed into the darkness. "You're okay, buddy. I've gotcha." he slowly slid an arm comfortingly around Ralph's form.
"Did... did Ralph do this?" he gestured to the messy room.
"Yeah, but don't worry about it. I didn't like the decor either." Luther offered a smile. Ralph's breath hitched and he lunged at Luther, squeezing him in a hug.
"Ralph is sorry. Please don't make him leave- Ralph hates being alone." his muffled voice hiccuped. Luther rubbed his hand over his back softly, hushing him.
"I'm not going to kick you out, Ralph." he sighed. At that, Ralph began to calm down.
"R-really?" Ralph looked up, bleary eyed.
"Of course not. It'd be too quiet without you, big guy." he assured him, smiling once more.
"True. Ralph is very lively." Ralph sniffled, giving a halfhearted smile.
"Now, what do you say we make some hot cocoa and you can stay in my room tonight?" Luther wiped the tears from Ralph's face.
"Ralph would like that." he nodded. Luther stood, letting Ralph lean on him, and they went to the kitchen. He let Ralph help make the cocoa and once they set their mugs on a tray, they retreated into Luther's room.
After that night, Ralph had a simpler time getting to sleep and Luther found it easier to doze off with someone next to him. Or in his arms.
You guys ever just??? Have so many ideas?
But zero fucking
Motivation?
...I feel dead inside atm! 😉
Honestly same.
You're not bad! All you need is a hug!
…with saran wrap?
Yes. Maybe you’re right.
Begin with my face, please.
I'm fuckin deceased.
Also hi I'm back from the dead
The Last Line Tag
Thank you @teen-wolf-maniac for tagging me! Idk why I can’t tag you in anything, it frustrates me to no end.
Rules: post the last sentence/thing you wrote (fanfic/original/anything!) and tag as many people as the word count.
Well as the last thing I was working on is a fanfiction that’s still a wip, I cant really post it in its entirety here, so I will in fact do the last line of it that I wrote.
“He was halfway sprawled on the bed, with half of his body hanging off onto the floor.”
No context will be given, but the person who tagged me has something to do with it…
I’m tagging: @sakicakesart @sketchupnfries @pugbytes @tealleadership @kazu-fart @gemkids @glowbat @thirium-fiction @artifiziell @asklthank @ask-dbh-jerry @rhymewithrachel @elastigale @zawa-ro @cryptidw00rm @birdiiielle @deep-dark-fears
I’m so sorry to everyone I tagged. I know/interact with, like, two of you??? And the rest of you are pulled from my follow list because I dont know people on this site :,) so yeah.
@sloturtle I REALLY don’t know why! I remember another fiction writer who had me on their tag list of people who were notified when certain fics they wrote were posted. I know what that is! Is it a M!Reader x Ralph fic?! I know it’s something to do with Ralph. I think I made quite clear that he’s my favorite!😆
You’ll just have to wait and see! Nyehehehe
@sloturtle did you just Papyrus/Skeletor laugh at me??
The Last Line Tag
Thank you @teen-wolf-maniac for tagging me! Idk why I can’t tag you in anything, it frustrates me to no end.
Rules: post the last sentence/thing you wrote (fanfic/original/anything!) and tag as many people as the word count.
Well as the last thing I was working on is a fanfiction that’s still a wip, I cant really post it in its entirety here, so I will in fact do the last line of it that I wrote.
“He was halfway sprawled on the bed, with half of his body hanging off onto the floor.”
No context will be given, but the person who tagged me has something to do with it…
I’m tagging: @sakicakesart @sketchupnfries @pugbytes @tealleadership @kazu-fart @gemkids @glowbat @thirium-fiction @artifiziell @asklthank @ask-dbh-jerry @rhymewithrachel @elastigale @zawa-ro @cryptidw00rm @birdiiielle @deep-dark-fears
I’m so sorry to everyone I tagged. I know/interact with, like, two of you??? And the rest of you are pulled from my follow list because I dont know people on this site :,) so yeah.
@sloturtle I REALLY don’t know why! I remember another fiction writer who had me on their tag list of people who were notified when certain fics they wrote were posted. I know what that is! Is it a M!Reader x Ralph fic?! I know it’s something to do with Ralph. I think I made quite clear that he’s my favorite!😆
You'll just have to wait and see! Nyehehehe
The Last Line Tag
Thank you @teen-wolf-maniac for tagging me! Idk why I can't tag you in anything, it frustrates me to no end.
Rules: post the last sentence/thing you wrote (fanfic/original/anything!) and tag as many people as the word count.
Well as the last thing I was working on is a fanfiction that's still a wip, I cant really post it in its entirety here, so I will in fact do the last line of it that I wrote.
"He was halfway sprawled on the bed, with half of his body hanging off onto the floor."
No context will be given, but the person who tagged me has something to do with it...
I'm tagging: @sakicakesart @sketchupnfries @pugbytes @tealleadership @kazu-fart @gemkids @glowbat @thirium-fiction @artifiziell @asklthank @ask-dbh-jerry @rhymewithrachel @elastigale @zawa-ro @cryptidw00rm @birdiiielle @deep-dark-fears
I'm so sorry to everyone I tagged. I know/interact with, like, two of you??? And the rest of you are pulled from my follow list because I dont know people on this site :,) so yeah.
Gavin: I dont really know how to flirt so I'm just going to glare at Nines until he fucks marries me.