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[scissormouth]

here's my prediction for the next DITF update

[light-koe-pinsky]

[k1d1c4rus]

domestic hucklerabbot means:

dennis learning to make the bed to jack abbot standards. sheets tucked at the corners and he can't deny it does make it easier not to climb back into it of a morning where he is exhausted but has to go to work

robby and jack having to get used to the fact that dennis sheds socks like it's his fucking life mission. and complains every morning about never being able to find a matching pair

robby and jack have never agreed on a washing up liquid scent. the kitchen sink is a cold war zone where jack has some organic patchouli and cardamom one going and robby is a genuine fan of target own brand green apple

the lift in jack's apartment building breaks and dennis gets to witness robby in full speakerphone terrorist mode at the kitchen table calling the building super to get it fixed. jack is like it's only the second floor, i can manage but secretly is really very smitten w robby over the whole thing

dennis isn't a big Art fan but they want him to have his own stamp on the apartment, so robby takes him to a local art show/fair (I feel like that would be something he enjoys) and asks him which is his favourite (some abstract expressionist piece in greens and golds and blues) and then by the time they come back around someone's put a little red dot on it. dennis doesn't really know what that means and robby is like oh, that means it's sold and dennis is lowkey disappointed until the next day when it shows up pride of place in their hallway.

they both fuck up a farmers market and are like aw. let's take the farmboy :) dennis is like these people are not farmers PLUS we would shop at an airport hangar size Costco most of the time PLUS why are all these city yuppies cosplaying my culture. have you ever set foot in an abattoir.

dennis has a huge fleece/oodie style pullover with sheep/mountains on it that they both assume he has stolen from santos and think is so tacky and disgustingly ugly until one of them asks whether she's going to be wanting it back and he's like oh no :) this is mine! isn't it sooo cosy :)

[anextos]

Just imagine pissing him off and he does this

LIKE DUDE yknow the thing when the bubbly energy just disappeared and the air change knowing youre in deep shit

[skrillexed]

Rescued Whumpee/Character stuff where they’re past the life-or-death phase and starting to recover

Sleep debt - Character who’s exhaustion catches up to them, falling asleep on car rides / watching movies / anytime they’re not actively doing anything while they recover

Lost strength - Character struggling do a lot of things they used to be able to do easily, like open sealed containers / take long walks / go up stairs

Zoning out - Character who’s not all there a lot of the time, having difficulty paying attention to conversations and consistently needing to be brought back to the present

Tremors - Character whose hands shake most of the time, everyone around them pretending they don’t see it but they do. And every time they can’t help but be reminded of before, when their hands were steady

Hunger - At first, Character seems to pick at their food, reluctant, getting sick more often than not. Later on, once they’re used to consistent meals, their appetite is back tenfold - they slowly start to branch out, they learn to cook/what they like, and eventually get back to a healthy weight

Showers - Character isn’t strong enough to properly wash themselves yet, but able to try. Caretaker starts to notice when their hair’s greasy/tangled after they shower alone, and offers to help again. When Character is stubborn, they suggest alternatives (dry shampoo, just brushing Character’s hair out, helping only on the bad days, etc).

Talking - Character who has a hard time speaking after the event. Either due to trauma, injuries that affect their speech, what have you; the most Character can do at times is hum, and when they are able to speak, it’s quiet and with a lack of confidence. Caretaker eventually learns to slow down and listen with patience

Anxiety - Formerly outgoing and adventurous Character now struggling with panic attacks, afraid to do the things they used to take for granted (grocery stores, activities, sometimes even just going outside). When they’re able to start doing these things again after months/years of work and building up to it, they finally feel free. They cry from relief and happiness the first time they come home from taking a trip to the grocery store by themself

[lvrbymj]

Tom 'I'm not gay' Ryder flirting with Ryland to rile up Colt and he sort of kind of accidentally stumbles into a relationship of a sort. And it's fine. It's fine, it's not real, Tom isn't gay this was all just a joke - but then they go on a date. And then a few more after that and its better then he expects.

It's spur of the moment, more impulse than a real thought out thing when he does it but they start kissing and its - well safe to say he has an awakening and cries in his bath tub about it when he gets home because he's Tom Ryder. And he liked it.

Just. Ryland is a good friend. He's always willing to listen and that kind of genuineness is hard to come across. Ryland is a good friend but it feels better when Tom knows he can lean over and kiss him just because he want's to. And he can. He has.

What the fuck does any of it mean? He likes women. He knows he likes women, but then there's Ryland and he is very obviously not a girl.

[theartofthefangirl]

Emma Nolan/Park the Shark roommate AU fic that I have in the works, because I’ve read all 38 fics in the babyshark relationship tag on ao3 and it’s simply not enough:

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Brendon’s therapist told him to get a roommate.

He’s an orthopaedic surgeon on a six figure salary so it’s not like he needs the money. But his therapist says he’s lonely and that he shies away from emotional intimacy and meaningful connections.

Brendon thinks it’s bullshit, but he doesn’t pay the guy for nothing. Besides, the other option presented to him had been dating, which was never happening in a million years.

In comparison, the whole roommate schtick seemed to be the most low-effort, low-commitment of them all.

He works an easy 60 hours a week. He’s only ever really home to eat or sleep, and if he really hates the idea of having a roommate, he can just ask them to leave and return any unused rent back to them.

So, he puts out an ad online for a roommate. He lives close to the hospital — Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Centre, or PTMC for short. He doesn’t really need the rent, so he advertises for well below market rate, and he specifies that he’ll only accept fellow a medical professional as a roommate. Ideally, they’ll also work at PTMC given he’s only a ten minute drive from the hospital, but he’s happy to take someone that works at UPMC Mercy or Presbyterian seeing as he lives relatively close to all three.

The important thing for Brendon is that they work as much as he does and that they appreciate the need for a quiet, calm home after the chaos of a 12 to 16 hour shift.

This is how he meets one Emma Nolan, a newly registered nurse set to start at PTMC in a few weeks.

She’s bright eyed, sweet, and bubbly. She tours the apartment with a keen eye that tells Brendon she’s lived in a shit hole or two whilst at college. She checks that his dryer works, which he tries not to be offended by, and she turns on all the lights and runs the water in the en-suite bathroom attached to what would become her bedroom.

She puts it all back meticulously, and Brendon makes a mental note to try and snag her for the surgical nursing team on his floor at the first chance he gets.

PTMC had decided long ago that newly registered nurses needed experience elsewhere in the hospital before being put in the pressure cooker of the operating room, where the stakes were higher and the doctors were less forgiving.

Brendon didn’t necessarily disagree with the policy, but now he’s starting to wish for a loop hole he can abuse to poach her early.

Update: This fic is now on ao3!