He decided to celebrate by scrubbing the apartment with me. It badly needed a clean, and what with our shoulder being all fucked up, it's been Rogan stuck at front a while. But now we can kick hiss ass off and take over again. Yeehaw!
Anyway, roomie got Biff some apple cider (dude is fucking obsessed with cider) and caramel ice cream so he can make himself an apple cider affogato. He is ridiculously excited about this. And so am I since I am all for activities that involve me getting fed. DESSERT FOR US!
Rogan: Just finished watching the first season of Cleverman with our roommate. Man, that show is INTENSE, and relentlessly paced, but great! Uber-glad we watched it, dying for another season because it ended on a cliffhanger.
Mori: Also, Biff actually paid attention while it was on. Usually he can’t give less of a shit about any kind of fiction. It’s all science and history shows with him. (And cooking. Dude fucking loves cooking shows.) I’m starting to think it’s not the fiction that bugs him, it’s how white and unrelatable it is to him. Stuff to check out!
Congratulations, dudema, your jurisdiction is now cleaning, laundry, shopping, and all household matters that Rogan's too distracted and Mac's too lazy to do.
Series: LB/Infinity Smashed AU. Take your pick.
Word Count: 1600
Summary: Biff slowly builds up the image he wants other people to have of him... and then slowly strips it down.
Notes: This story was funded by the Patreon crew! Thanks, everyone. Also note that this story follows System-Biff's life, rather than the story version y'all're familiar with. More notes at the bottom.
It starts when Biff runs away from home.
He's had his powers a few years now, but he's still not very good at them. He's never needed them, not like this.
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Biff and Mori, just paling around. They aren’t touchy-feely in general, but make big exceptions for each other. Biff’s facial hair is coming back in, and he’s just as shit about shaving it as he was ten years ago.Drew this as quick figure study, because they’re almost the same height, but he’s beef and she’s noodles.