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I'm thinking about borrowers playing boardgames.

Specifically Monopoly.

Think about it. It's wonderful. They could be their own piece on the board.

Wow, third post in a row tonight? Let's go. I may or may not be making up for my brief break from Tumblr.

So. As children, we all thought there was a monster under the bed or a demon in the closet, right?

Well, are there borrower equivalents of this?

Like, some horrifying monster that fits in the walls? That can take a borrower child in their sleep?

And I also have a vague story cooking up in my head where the closet demons are real, and one catches a borrower trying to steal a paperclip from the d

Arts and crafts desk in a human child's room, and the borrower is utterly terrified, because they thought humans were the most scary things, but this thing that is in the humans house is bigger, more menacing, and is literally made out of the darkness of the closet. So, now this borrower never goes into that room at night, when the closet demon is there.

Or the monster under the bed.

A borrower, exiting the walls under a child's bed to take a paperclip from the child's desk, gets snatched by the monster that is also under the bed, and then the monster just holds them, clawed fingers surprisingly gentle around the small person.

I will be writing a story about this tomorrow. This specific one, because I am a sucker for fluff that involves the monster under the bed.

I've been hit with more g/t ideas.

Like, astory where a borrower has never really felt like their assigned gender. They didn't know why they felt that way, and went through gender disphoria, and when they get a human friend who is either a member of the LGBTQ+ community, or is an ally, and they help their borrower friend find what feels right, and help them transition to the best of their ability.

Or a story where a borrower helps their human friend come out to the human's friends and family.

I love it. I want to write something like this, but it's, like, midnight where I live and my brain isn't really braining right now. But I want to write one of these one day, and it's going to be my most favorite story ever.

Small edit, I forgot the freaking tags.

I would normally just like this post and move on, but goats are my weakness and this one is gorgeous and beautiful and I need to reblog this goat.

I recently got my hair dyed, and now I'm thinking about borrowers convincing a trusted human to dye their hair. It would be chaotic and fun, and I am here for it.

Why am I thinking about this? Good question. I don't know.

Anyway, here's this!

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"Are you sure you want to do this? Because once it's in, you're going to be stuck with it for a while," Lexi said, holding a box containing the purple hair dye, which her very, very short boyfriend was eyeing eagerly from the counter.

"Yes, I'm sure, I've had a lot of time to think about this!" Eli replied, grinning ear to ear, his eyes shining.

About two months ago, Lexi and Eli had been watching a movie, and one of the characters got his hair dyed. And ever since then, Eli had been asking to dye his hair purple. Lexi had finally caved four days ago and told Eli she would buy some hair dye when she got groceries.

And now, with the food for the week put away, Eli was practically bouncing off the walls.

"Okay, last chance to back out," Lexi warned, taking the instructions out of the box, unfolding the paper, and beginning to read.

Once she knew what to do, she took the hair dye out of the box and put on some gloves.

"Do you think we should put some Saran Wrap over the counter so the hair dye doesn't get everywhere and stain the counter purple?" Eli asked, knowing that his girlfriend hated having messy counters.

"That's a good idea," Lexi replied, setting down the hair dye and turning towards the cupboard that held the plastic wrap. "I doubt this will be a very messy process, but it never hurts to be safe."

The human returned to the counter with a piece of the plastic wrap, setting it across the laminate surface.

Lexi picked up the hair dye and started to carefully apply it to her tiny boyfriend's hair.

"Oh, wow, that is unexpectedly cold." Eli laughed, the feeling of the hair dye against his scalp an odd and unfamiliar sensation.

"Hold still, would you? I don't want to get dye on your skin." Lexi replied.

Although she wouldn't admit it, Lexi loved being trusted by Eli enough to do things like this. She loved being trusted with touching him, holding him, and handling delicate parts of his body like his head. Eli never once worried she would hurt him, never once hesitated to be physically affectionate with her on the pretense she might accidentally hold him too tight or drop him.

It took about ten minutes for Eli's hair to be completely purple. And now they had to wait an hour for the pigment to stick.

"What do you think we should do while we wait?" Lexi asked, taking the gloves off her hands so she could hold Eli.

"Not sure. Maybe watch a movie? We could watch that one that you’re always talking about like a proud parent talks about their kid." The borrower replied, walking across the plastic-wrapped counter, which did end up getting a little hair dye on it, to be closer to his girlfriend's hands.

Lexi picked him up, walked to the living room, and was careful not to get any hair dye on her hands.

"You said you didn't like that movie." Lexi teased, getting the DVD from a shelf in the living room.

"Well, you like it," Eli said defensively, getting into a more comfortable position on her hand. "I only suggested it because it makes you happy."

"You're adorable." 

“Am not.”

“Yes, you are. You’re very adorable.”

“Shut up.”

When the movie finished, the pair went back to the kitchen to finish dying Eli’s hair. The last step was rinsing the dye out, so they used the kitchen sink for that.

A smile appeared on Lexi’s lips as the two of them bantered. She turned the TV on and put the disk in the DVD reader, then she sat down on the couch, and the movie started.

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“How do you propose we go about this, sunshine?” Lexi asked, standing by the sink.

“If you fill a bowl up with water, I could rinse my hair out that way,” Eli replied, shifting how he was sitting, how he could look up at her.

“Sounds good,” Lexi said, setting her hand on the counter so Eli could hop off. She grabbed a shallow bowl out of a cupboard, filled it with water, and then set it down on the counter so Eli could rinse his hair.

Watching him go about doing things, even mundane things like this, could always enthrall Lexi. She would always wonder what it was like for him before he met her. She knew he rarely had enough food, and getting anything was a risk, but what about things like bathing? How did he manage to get water to bathe? Or soap? Did he cut a sliver of bar soap off to use, or did he do something else?

“Everything alright there, love? You look a little spacey,” Eli said, his voice cutting through her thoughts.

She hadn’t realized she was staring.

“Sorry, just lost in thought,’ she replied.

“Alright. Well, I’m done rinsing my hair now, could I have something to dry it, please?”

At his request, Lexi got him a hand towel to dry his hair with. It was bigger than he was, but he used it just fine. Lexi smiled when he was done, his now purple hair taking on a shaggy, wet look.

He’s so pretty…

Lexi caught herself staring again and made herself look away, hoping Eli didn’t notice. But he did. He always did.

He would probably tease her about it later.

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Finally, an actual story and not just a concept!

This was longer than I anticipated, but I'm not going to make it any shorter. It is mostly banter, and I am okay with that.

I love these two. They're the unfortunate souls I picture for most of my g/t story concepts, so expect to see more of them in the future.

And, for whoever needs this reminder, stretch and drink some water! Stay safe, and take care of yourselves, pookies <3

Borrowers painting their human friends nails.

Imagine the detailed designs they could make!

I also have the image if a borrower covered in nail polish in my head. Because there's no way that wouldn't happen. Nail polish gets everywhere.

It makes me happy when they listen