#terrorladd

[junebugbree5]

mini: I get to light a HUGE pile of trash on fire!

mini: and get paid for it!

terroriser: Why would you light yourself on fire?

mini: ...

[critterreads]

Good Things Fall Apart

Alright, here is some TerrorLadd angst cuz im evil, all based on a song of course. Its about Brian just trying to figure out whats up with Craig as a person, and what happened to them. Enjoy :)

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Brian stammered up to Craig's house, beer bottle in his hand. He sat there hesitantly before knocking on his door. He let out a breath. "Did I say something wrong? ... Did you hear what I was thinking? ... Did I talk way too long when I told you all my feelings that night? ... Is it you? Is it me? ... Did you find somebody better? ... Someone who isn't me, 'cause I know that I was never your type .... Never really your type."

Brian glaced down at the bottle in his hand. "Overthinking's got me drinking, messing with my head ..."

He rested his head on the door before sliding down to the ground.

"Tell me what you hate about me .... Whatever it is I'm sorry ..."

He began to have tears in his eyes as the words came out of his mouth. Looking over and seeing the car, sparking a memory.

"When you said it was real, guess I really did believe you ... Did you fake how you feel when we parked down by the river that night?  ... That night. That night when we fogged up the windows in your best friend's car 'cause we couldn't leave the windows down in December ..."

His sobs grew louder with each thought.

"I know I can be dramatic, but everybody said we had it ...."

He look down with his head rested on his knees.

"Coming to terms with a broken heart ... I guess that sometimes good things fall apart ..."

The tears kept streaming down his face as he sat there .... waiting for a response. But it never came.

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Sorry, not sorry :3

[multiwinch]

Little bit of this- EDIT- BBS

[incorrectbananabussquad-blog]

Craig: do you love me?

Brian:I do.

Craig: You swear?

Brian: every fucking day.

[dont-doubt-dopple]

Stereotypical

A/N: First day of the BBS Discord event. Enjoy! Prompt was St. Patrick’s Day.

“Craig!” Brian laughed at his boyfriend, who was smiling smugly at him from the other side of his computer screen. “Fuck off!”

“What? The timing couldn’t have been more perfect.”

“I’m not flying over to LA in 2 weeks just to see you house decked out like you raided a dollar store for St. Patrick’s Day.”

“So what, you just want to go to a bar and drink Guinness until we pass out?” Craig asked, as his attention drifted off screen.

“Yes! I’m Irish, it’s what we stereotypically do!” Brian would have said more if Craig hasn’t brought Mochi onto his lap and into the camera. The little fluff ball barked, distracted by the carrot toy Craig held. “That’s a good boy.”

“She is a good girl. Say hi to Brian, Mochi. Say hi.” Mochi barked. “Good girl.”

“You know I’m only coming down to meet the cloud, not you.” Brian quipped, causing Craig to chuckle.

“I know.” He said from under the desk, letting Mochi run off to wherever she would escape to when he was recording or editing or streaming. “Well, I better leave. You’ve got a stream to ... well, stream. 2 weeks?”

“Can’t wait. But don’t go overboard.”

“I won’t. Promise.” He said, and both men signed off. Brian sighed. He knew Craig was lying straight through his teeth. No way was that man not buying everything green in sight from Party City simply because he knew it annoyed Brian. That was simply the type of boyfriends they were: goofy, ridiculous, over the top, showy. Well, two could play that game.

“Hey Google?” Brian asked aloud, the only recipient being a Google Home device (still had yet to change it to an Alexa). “Where’s the nearest party store?”

Craig was ... kinda expecting it. After all, he had decked out his house in green, with shamrocks and pots of gold taped everywhere. Streamers hung from the ceiling with leprechaun hats and he had somehow found little rainbow toppers for the green frosted chocolate cupcakes. So if Brian didn’t do something equally outrageous then he was calling the FBI about the aliens that probably abducted his boyfriend.

But that wasn’t the case as Mini opened the door to reveal a decked out Brian in everything to do with the holiday. Big green top hat that was caving in on itself. Green light up clover necklace. Glasses in the shape of green beer mugs that didn’t quite sit right. Tiny Irish flags painted on each cheek.

“Happy St. Patrick’s Day!!” Brian shouted with a smile that stretched his whole face.

“Glad to see you again.” Craig stole a quick kiss on the cheek, adding a little red to Brian’s ensemble. “How’s Ireland doing? I assume not well, considering she threw up all over you.”

“Just shut up and let me inside.” Mini nodded, and slid to the side to allow his boyfriend to pass. Brian took one look inside, then slid his glasses. “Oh, that’s not just my glasses then making everything green.”

“You know I would do this.” Craig pointed out, wrapping his arm around Brian’s shoulder. The latter took the opportunity to take back that kiss from earlier with one of his own.

“Of course I did. Why do you think I look like this.” Craig laughed, letting go of Brian and heading toward the kitchen where the drinks and food were. “You put the corn beef in?”

“Yeah. Exactly when you said. Who knew that thing takes 10 hours to cook?” Brian raised his hand, and Craig shot a playful glare. “Correction: what non-Irishman knows that corn beef in a slow cooker takes 10 hours?”

“A man with a passion for meat. Also, good whiskey.” Brian added. “You got some?” Craig didn’t say anything, simply holding up two glasses and a bottle of Bushmills. “Best boyfriend ever.”

“I know I am.” Mini said as he popped the bottle open. The popping sound it made was always satisfying to him. “Ooh.”

“Dork.” Brian commented with an eye roll to accompany it.

“Least I’m your dork.” Craig smiled. He passed a glass to Brian, before raising his own. “To the Irish?”

“To the Irish.” The two glasses clinked. “Happy St. Patrick’s Day.”

[arajung16]

Am currently writing the part two to the fanfic I just posted and, OH BOY, nervous just doesn't cut it.

I'M FREAKING SCARED AND I'M JUST

I DON'T WANT MY BABIES TO EXPERIENCE THIS SHIT

[dtk15]

These are no better then the minicat ones sorry.

[kkairoxx]

These two dorks are in London for Razer's event