you sneaky devils

Villainous Headcanons

Yeah that’s right ya boi back on that bullshit also you guys should check out my Dr. Flug RP BLOG @oh-flug-me maybe drop a question…please

Anyway, let’s get started


•It’s a house rule not to attempt to remove Flug’s bag

•Dementia will pick at the edges to mess with him, but she’d never actually try to take it off
•5.0.5. learned his lesson when Flug almost had a panic attack when he started to lift it up
•Black Hat had completely removed it once, snatched it off his head in a fit of rage, and was actually surprised to see Flug curled up tightly on the floor, covering his head with his arms so no one could see any part of it at all.
•He was shuddering and crying, mumbling and pleading for Black Hat to give it back
•Black Hat, either out of the kindness of his bleak little black heart or maybe just because he was sick of Flug’s whimpering, he gave it back and even turned around, allowing him to put it back on without Black Hat seeing his face
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•They eat at the table, all of them

•Black Hat’s rule
•"We’re evil, not slobs! It’s so I won’t find any plates in people’s rooms, Dementia. How would we look in our advertisments if this place was a mess?“
•Dementia eats more like an animal than 5.0.5. does
•Flug either waits for everyone to finish so he can participate in the conversation then eat alone at the table or he simply asks to eat in his room if his social battery isn’t too high, for obvious reasons
•"I better not find that plate in there or it’s your soul.”

•One day, Flug sat down at the table and seemed to worry about something
•Nobody was paying his fidgeting any heed until Dementia glanced over at him and her mouth dropped, prompting the other two to look where she was looking. Their reactions to the phenomenon were the same.
•Flug had pushed up his bag juuuuust enough to allow him to take bites of his dinner, revealing a small part of his mouth and chin
•His hands were shaking and he was trying to ignore their gawking
•"I-I-I-p-please lo-look away. Yo-you’re staring is m-making me uncomfortable,“ he squeaked, etching the bag back down.
•In an instant, the conversation went back to being just about it was before, but glances were stolen at his mouth
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•Black Hat likes cats

•As in: If they wander in because the door is open on a hot day, he doesn’t immediately shoo it out and lets it wonder around til it leaves
•If it bumps his leg wanting affection, he’ll nudge it away a bit, but he won’t kick it
•If it brings him dead things, then it gets a pet
•Black Hat made the mistake of letting a cat fall asleep on him
•"You sneaky devil! How’d you even get in my lap?”
•He wants to move, but something compels him to stay put until it wakes up
•Dememtia is jealous as all hell when she found Black Hat asleep with the little fuzzball in his lap
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•5.0.5. can be found sleeping anywhere at any point of the day.
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•Flug: “I’ve been awake for a week with nothing but coffee and Ritz crackers to keep me alive.”
•Black Hat: “For once, that isn’t my fault.”
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•Flug and Dementia sing together some times

•One of the few times you’ll ever see them getting along
•Dementia handles the more…provocative dance moves of the songs they sing together
•Flug can rap pretty damn well
•Though she may tease and sometimes bully him, Dementia likes seeing Flug so happy when he’s singing
•They usually sing until either Black Hat yells at them to turn it down/off or if 5.0.5. tells them that their music is ruining his cleaning time
•They usually high five before going about their day.

deliciousvulpana  asked:

Could you please do that love letter prompt with UT Sans, UT Grillby, UT Gaster and UF Sans? I really loved your response the first time.

Undertale-Sans:

He almost completely misses it. 

It’s sitting on the welcome mat–weird, usually people just put it in the mailbox. Whoever wanted him to see this must have been really determined to catch his attention. Ah, well, no use getting around it. Just another bill or invitation, right? Right. Probably.

So when he turns it over, & sees the little heart-shaped stamp on the front, he’s already amused. Was this meant for Papyrus? No, that’s definitely his name on the back. Huh, he doesn’t get these often.

Then he opens it. Oh, that’s your handwriting. He’d recognize it anywhere. You wrote him a letter, babe? Sweet. Ah. It’s a love letter. Double-sweet. Sure, he’s quiet the entire time he reads it, but it doesn’t mean he’s bored. He’s just taking it in. The way you describe your love for him, your dedication, well. If he could, he’d be a blushing pile of bones.

He plays coy when you ask him about it later. Letter? What letter? He didn’t get a. Oh. That letter. Yeah, he got a few invitations, a bill or two, & this weird little note…from the guys down at Grillby’s. Alright, alright. 

He’s kidding babe, thanks for the present.

Undertale-Grillby:

For a moment, he goes to trash it. It’s scribbled on a napkin, with a lipstick stain on the corner. Probably some customer’s number they left without actually meaning to–that’s his name there. Well, that just makes things more awkward. Until he realizes, skimming the note, that that’s your handwriting he’s looking at. He hadn’t even noticed you’d stopped in.

…It’s sweet. You always did have a way with words, & it’s no doubt about their effect on him. He’s quiet while he reads, but his flames steadily grow warmer & warmer with each flush of adoration & affection that blooms inside him at your proclamations of love. After a moment, he chuckles, folding the napkin & neatly tucking it into his breast pocket.

Sometimes, you can really be too much. But that’s why he loves you.

Undertale-W.D. Gaster:

You have to slide it under the door of his lab. He doesn’t even seem to notice, until you give several quick knocks to cement your action & take off. Only then does he even remotely turn his head from his work.

Oh, a letter. For him? How quaint.

He snatches it up, flips it open, & skims it briefly, expecting something like a request from the king or an excuse from one of his assistant’s about their absence from today’s schedule or whatnot. Instead, he’s nearly knocked off his feet by the scent of florals & sickly sweet words. This is…a love letter.

Oh my. Surely this was sent to the wrong…of course it couldn’t be for…who would even…? Oh, of course! There’s you, isn’t there? He checks the cameras for confirmation. Oh, you sneaky little devil, leaving him such a choice gift without so much as a warning. Now you’ve flustered him.

He laughs & slips the note into his bag, mind racing with the different ways he can get you back for this.

It’s going to be a fun time.

Underfell-Sans:

There’s a note tucked under his napkin. His immediate reaction is to roll his eyes & grunt. Probably Grillby trying to get his damn tab paid, again. He already told him he was good for the money, he just needed more time–!

This ain’t a payment notice.

That’s a fuckin love letter. The realization is immediate. He almost doesn’t believe it at first, thinks he’s hallucinating. It smells like sugar & flowers, & the handwriting’s all rosy & gooey. Makes him feel nauseous. Who the fuck…?

He catches you behind the counter, taking your latest stack of trays from Grillby as he sends you on another round. Babe, seriously? You little minx, he can’t believe it. Alright, alright, you got him, the fuck is this about?

He reads it again. Goddamn it it’s too sappy, he’s gonna vomit.

He reads it again. He’s gonna chew you out once you’re home, you oughta know that.

He reads it again. …It’s kinda nice.

He reads it again.

anonymous asked:

For the promt thing, Eskild visits Even and Isak looking for his missing Jesus t-shirt?

hahahaha this made me smile so much which I really need right now. Thank you for this prompt my anon angel <3 

“Eskild? What the hell are you doing here?” Isak asked, surprised to see the boy standing in his door way with his arms across his chest

“What? Your guru can’t just come over to see if you’re still alive?” 

Isak rolled his eyes and let eskild walk into the apartment before shutting the door.,

“we literally had dinner with you guys two nights ago.” 

Eskild raised his eyebrows “Well just look at you. I’ve come all the way-

“we’re literally ten minutes from you guys”

“ALL THE WAY to say hi to my grumpy smelly angel and this is what I get?” 

Isak squinted his eyes in suspicion “is that really why you came here?” 

“Of course!” Eskild exclaimed before licking his lips and nodding “and well perhaps one other thing” 

Isak smiled and shook his head. “what is it Eskild?” he asked leaning his head back waiting for Eskild’s request. 

“Have you seen my Jesus shirt anywhere?” 

“Jesus shirt?” Isak asked confused.

“um yes Isak my jesus shirt, the one you constantly wear.” 

Isak shook his head and laughed “why would I have your shirt Eskild?”

Eskild gasped “because you wore it all the time!” 

“no I didn’t” 

“uh ya you did. Why are you lying?” 

“Eskild I am not lying” 

Eskild narrowed his eyes “I can’t believe you are trying to steal my shirt right in front of me Isak.” 

Isak waved him off “ugh your crazy Eskild”

“CRAZY?” 

“yes, completely insane. Just cos you’ve lost something doesn’t mean you can blame me.” 

“You are one sneaky little devil.” 

“I don’t have it” 

Eskild wasn’t buying it. “I will find the shirt.” 

“Yeah you will, in your dirty laundry.” 

“i’ll show you dirty laundry.” 

suddenly Even’s head popped out from the bedroom, “Eskild!” he shouts with a big bright smile on his face as he walks in to greet him. “Are you going to stay and have lunch with us?” 

Eskild smiles fondly at Even before his eyes lower and his mouth drops in surprise. 

Isak looks down at what Eskild is staring at and then realises. 

Even is wearing the Jesus Shirt. 

ah fuck. 

Shared Paw-ssessions

Originally posted by zeusmayo

Words: 1.1k

Prompt: Moving into a new apartment can be ruff sometimes. ( (☞゚ヮ゚)☞ I’m sorry I like puns.) But little did you know, Jaehyun had a paw-some surprise for you. Please don’t kill me.

Genre: Fluff

A/N: Sorry for the late upload! I’ve been busy preparing for my first year of university and I was massively unmotivated for the past few weeks. I’ll be posting as much as I can before I start school! Enjoy~ (Last uploaded scenario: Stay For a Little While



“Y/N? Where are you?”

“I’m right here!”

You stood up from behind the skyscraper of cardboard boxes, waving a box cutter in your hand.

Jaehyun beamed, kicking the door closed with his heel as he carried the last box of belongings. He situated the box labeled “bed room” in black sharpie within the jungle of boxes that were infesting the once empty living room of the apartment.

You kneeled back down in front of the brown cube that had the words “bathroom” scribbled on the top, removing the clear packing tape. After lugging what seemed like dead weight, your hands became grimy due to gripping the dense fibrous paper and you wanted to wash your hands. Rummaging through the items, you found the cherry scented hand soap.

Stepping over the boxes carefully, you met your destination to the kitchen, walking over to the sink with the bottle of soap in your grip.

As you were halfway through scrubbing your hands, you felt arms wrap around you from behind, a head nuzzling the crook of your neck. You giggled, feeling a kiss placed on your jaw. Rinsing your now clean hands, a mischievous idea came into mind as you turned off the faucet.

You flicked your wet hands into Jaehyun’s face, spraying him with water. Jaehyun flinched, laughing as he covered his face with his hands, protecting himself from your rapid fire of water droplets.

Suddenly, a cell phone ringtone went off in Jaehyun’s pocket, causing your water battle to come to a halt. You continued to flick your hands into the sink, trying to dry your hands as much as possible since all the hand towels were packed away.

“Hello? Hey, what’s up?”

You sighed as you gave up on trying to air dry, wiping your damp hands on your pants.

“…Okay, I’ll be in the lobby in a few minutes. See you.”

Walking back to the living room, you see Jaehyun grabbing the keys to the apartment.

“Where are you going?” You asked.

“Johnny came to drop off a few things that I left at his place and he’s downstairs right now.” He said, scratching the back of his neck.

“Alright, tell him I said hi.” You smiled.

Jaehyun smiled back, his dimples standing out promptly on his face, before closing the door behind him.

You turned around and scanned the boxes surrounding you, all containing yours and Jaehyun’s possessions. You bit your lip, trying to stop the huge grin that was sneaking onto your face.  A profound new excitement was coursing through you as you became giddy at the thought of moving into a new place. You and Jaehyun had been discussing moving into an apartment together for a while and you couldn’t help but be delighted that your life together as a couple was being taken to the next level.

Walking over to the living room window you peered down at the city below, watching people walk down the streets going about their daily lives. You sighed contently as a car honk can be heard a few blocks away amongst the variety of colours and sizes of vehicles.

This is home now.

The jingle of keys and a door knob clicking interrupted your thoughts as you turned around, seeing Jaehyun holding a large opened cardboard box in his arms.

“How much did you leave at Johnny’s?” You chuckled.

Using his heel to close the door again, he placed the box next to your shoes, which were neatly situated near the door.

“Can you stay by the window for a sec?” He asked as he locked the door.

You tilted your head, a puzzled look on your face, wondering what on earth he was doing. You watched him cross the living room, biting his lip while looking at the floor, avoiding eye contact with you. Jaehyun stopped in front of you, still not looking at you as you eyed him cautiously. Judging by the way he rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet when he stopped in front of you raised some suspicion as you lifted an eyebrow.

“Well… I know we’ve talked about this many times… How you would get lonely sometimes when I’m gone?”

Just before you opened your mouth to speak the box moved as rustling could be heard inside. You froze.

“J-Jaehyun… What’s inside the box?”

Jaehyun scratched the back of his head again.

“I can explain- “

“Woof!”

You eyed widen as you covered your mouth with your hands. Rushing over to the box, you gasped at the sight in front of you. With a few squeaky toys and what looked like one of Jaehyun’s old hoodies as a blanket, a puppy sat inside the box.

Kneeling, you slowly picked up the puppy and held it close to your body, lightly stroking its head. You couldn’t help but erupt with giggles of disbelief as the puppy snuggled up to you.

“I knew what kind of breed you liked and I thought that maybe when I’m away for promotions and training you would have someone with you so you won’t be as lonely as much.”

After petting the dog one last time, you placed it back into the box before leaping up, smothering Jaehyun with kisses as you hugged him tightly. Jaehyun chuckled as he pecked your lips over and over, loosely wrapping his arms around your middle. Pulling away from his lips you lazily hung your arms around his neck, feeling your cheeks hurt from the constant smiling.

“I love you so much you know that? Also, how the heck did you manage to keep this a secret from me?”

Lightly kissing your forehead, he grinned, an eye smile appearing on his face, “Johnny took care of him for a few days for me after I adopted him. And as for dog food, bowls, and all the dog essentials, I hid everything in the kitchen box when you weren’t looking before we loaded the moving van.”

You shook your head, astonished as to how oblivious you were to Jaehyun’s surprise.

“You sneaky devil.” You said, lightly hitting his chest playfully.

You leaned in, about to kiss him again when the puppy barked again, interrupting your intimate moment. The two of you laughed at the puppy’s attention seeking, his tongue sticking out.

Jaehyun picked up the puppy in his arms and scratched behind his ears intently.

“So, he’s a male, right?” You asked as you petted the dog as well.

“He is,” Jaehyun said as the pup closed his eyes, enjoying the pampering he was getting.

“We should name him Jeffrey because he looks like a Jeffrey.” You joked with a deeper tone, imitating Johnny’s voice.

Jaehyun burst with laughter.

“You’re so cute Jeffrey, you’re going to love living with us, won’t you?”

“Jaehyun I was kidding- “

Mischievous Scamander Men

Newt Scamander x Reader

Warnings: none

Author’s Note: I have just recently gotten obsessed with Fantastic Beasts, especially Newt. But, I really like this one and I hope you do too

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You put your hat over your hair before turning to your 4 year old son and kneeling to be eye to eye with him. “Alright, do you remember mommy’s rules for going into the case with daddy?” You ask him, eyebrow raised. The boy smiles widely, revealing his missing front teeth, “Uh huh! Ask daddy before going anywhere, be nice to all the creatures, and don’t pet no occamys.”

Smiling at your son, you kiss his forehead and stand up to talk to Newt. Looking for any way to calm your nerves, you begin readjusting his clothes, smoothing his hair here, straightening his bow tie there, “Now, Newt, please remember, don’t let him near the erumpet musk, he thinks the reaction way too funny and will not hesitate to douse himself with it. Oh, and please call me if you need anything. And he’s just getting over than awful cold, remember, so if he gets tired and whiny, just call me. And-”

Newt grabs your busy hands in his, ceasing your movement, “Darling,” He says softly, with a chuckle, causing your eyes to meet his, “We will be fine. I’ve made my living as a caretaker. Everything will be fine.” You smile nervously, “I know, I’m just nervous. My first day at a no-maj job! I’m just - I’m just a bit nervous is all.” Your husband rolls his eyes at you playfully, “You women and your nerves. I swear, you are the one beast I will never be able to truly decipher.” He says pulling you across your front room to the door.

Before leaving, you place a kiss to his lips, “You underestimate yourself, Mr. Scamander. Now please, promise me you’ll call if you need anything?” Kissing you once more, Newt gently pushes you out of the door, “I promise, but it won’t be necessary. Don’t be late now.” You smile nervously again and wave to your son, “Bye, honey. Mommy will be back soon, okay? Have fun with daddy!” Your son giggles in excitement at the reminder of going into the case for the first time, “Bye momma! Have a good job!”

Once you’ve driven out of sight, Newt closes the door and picks up your son, “Alright, here we go. Now it’s just me and you. Are you ready to see our creatures?” The boy cheers, his fists both in the air, “Yay!” Chuckling at his reaction, Newt carries him down into the briefcase, placing his feet on the ground once they’re fully submerged in the case. Guiding the young boy to the door by his hand, Newt holds his free hand on the door, “You want to give me a hand with the door? We can open it together.”

The boy places his small hand on the door, “One, two, three!” He counts down before pushing as hard as he can. As soon as the door swings open, his jaw drops, “Daddy, look at all uh our creatures!” He says excitedly, holding his father’s hand with both of his. Newt smiles at your son’s enthusiasm and lifts the boy into his arms once more so he doesn’t get too far gone on his first exploration of the world inside the case.

“Would you like to play with the mooncalves while I go and get the food for the rest of the creatures? Then we can feed them together. How about that?” Newt asks your son, moving towards the area before even getting an answer, knowing the boy’s eyes will grow in wonder and awe as soon as he sees the shy creatures anyway. Your son giggles in excitement as soon as he hears anything about being able to play with some of the creatures by himself.

Walking over to the dark area, Newt sets your son down, the mooncalves all stepping out to inspect the new addition to their habitat. Smiling as he watched your boy - quite small for his age, the two of you are always worried - Newt felt free to go grab the feed with your son squealing and running around with the sweet creatures.

Taking off his bow tie and rolling up his shirt sleeves, Newt got to business chopping up meat and putting feed into their respective buckets. Newt was so busy that he didn’t even notice your son in the office-like area, playing with the erumpet musk. He heard you say that he wasn’t allowed to go anywhere near it, but he couldn’t help himself. Muffling his giggles, the boy spills as much of the formula on himself as he can without the erumpet leaving it’s habitat and following the scent to his father’s work space.

As soon as the mischievous boy makes his way to the dry area, you feel it in your chest. You don’t feel what’s happening precisely, but you just get this fuzzy feeling in your stomach. You want nothing more than to be able to disapparate and get home to your baby and your husband, but Newt said he’d call if he needed you and you’re in the middle of a conversation with your boss. Taking a deep breath, you imagine Newt beside you, keeping you calm and telling you everything is okay and the feeling in your stomach lessens.

Meanwhile, Newt’s eyes are about to bulge out of his head when he gets back to the mooncalves and sees your son nowhere to be found. Newt doesn’t want to bother you on your first day at the job, and he hasn’t even looked around yet, so he takes a deep breath and imagines you smiling while kissing his lightly and telling him everything is just fine.

As his heartbeat slows, Newt recognizes the cheering of the erumpet. “Oh dear,” He says to himself when he sees the beast and his son playing a terrifying game of tag. “Your mother is going to kill me!” Newt says as he dashes past the squealing creature and towards his son. As soon as he comes into contact with the young boy, they disapparate, landing back in the mooncalf habitat.

Newt runs his hands over your sons arms, “You didn’t hurt yourself climbing to get that musk did you?” The boy - smiling widely as his heart pounds from the running - shakes his head. “I like that one daddy! I think she liked me too.” Seeing that your son is alright, Newt chuckles, what he doesn’t notice is that you’ve apparated into the case and have your eye on both of the mischievous Scamander men. “Yes, well, you made sure of that didn’t you?” Newt says, laughing a little harder at your sons disheveled appearance.

“Now, even though we’ve had fun with the erumpet, you can’t tell your mother about it. She would be very upset.” Your husband says, his face serious. Walking up to the two, your jaw drops, “Why you sneaky little devil, you!” Newt startles a little as he turns to find you, eyebrows raised in disbelief. Feigning innocence, Newt smiles widely, “Hello my love, what are you doing home so early?” Shaking your head fondly, you plant a kiss onto Newt’s lips before lifting your son and kissing his dirt covered face, “You don’t fool me Mr. Scamander. Not either one of you.”

Knowing he’s been caught, Newt smiles sheepishly, “It could never hurt to try, I suppose.” He says, your son laughing and kissing your cheek.

anonymous asked:

the main four + mettaton receiving a kiss on the corner of the mouth from their crush after a day of hanging out?

Sans:

…heh. Wow, he knew you were sweet, but he wasn’t expecting so much sugar. He wasn’t expecting you to just lay one on him like that. Don’t worry, he’s not mad though. Just…kind of out of it, for a little while. It takes him a few seconds to process, but after that he’s on cloud nine. He spends the rest of the day spouting the worst puns possible, all with a huge (genuine) grin on his face. Despite the fact that the puns drive Papyrus crazy, he can’t help but note how happy his brother looks.

Papyrus:

OH!! He’s fallen right into your trap!! You mastermind!! You fiend!! You devil!!! Well, now he has no choice!!! He, the Great Papyrus, will do you the honor of becoming your date-mate!!! …That is why you kissed him right?? Of course it was! Your feelings (& subsequently his feelings as well) are very obvious!!! Don’t think this has ended just yet date-mate, he’s still got a trick up his sleeve! It’s…HOLDING YOUR HAND!!!!

Undyne:

Ah. Fufufu, you sneaky little devil!! You totally got her, holy crap!! I hope you like noogies, because she’s giving you noogies. You might have caught her off-guard, but don’t count on doing it again!! She’s gonna get you back for this–with a couple hundred smooches of her own!!! …If that’s okay with you, that is.

Alphys:

…?? She just kinda stands there blankly for a minute, completely oblivious, before the realization just smacks into her like a train. Her entire face goes red & next thing you know she’s screaming internally like a stereotypical anime girl. All the while rambling about how ohmygod was that a kiss did you just kiss her she totally wasn’t prepared her breath probably smells & she didn’t even kiss you back ohmygod are you going to kiss again can you please???

Mettaton:

Oh! Goodness darling, if you wanted a kiss, you could have just asked. He quickly returns the favor, planting one on your cheek with as much glamour & pizzazz as he can muster. If you really wanted to dazzle him, darling, you would have aimed a little more to the left. No problem, though, you just need a little practice~.

Asks Update

// Alright, so, asks and submissions will reopen this weekend! They’ll stay open Friday through Sunday. But I won’t be posting anything on said weekends.

// Also, you guys, my pals, faithful followers, and fans… Stop sending me asks through direct messaging, you sneaky little devils. Stop sendin’ them to my art blog too! I leave direct messaging open for those who need to contact me or show me something. Okay? Okay! Sweet! Thanks for your time.

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Viktor knows Yuuri gets flustered when he says harsh things with a smile, and even more when he gets flirty in public. (Much to the dismay of the workers who get caught up in their lovey-dovey moments.😆)

How to Love Me

Words: 2622

Relationship: John x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, Daddy!kink (it’s JDM’s fault), AU, language, negative self-image, Age difference (still legal) (Please let me know if I need to add any warnings)

Listen to: Cola by Lana Del Rey (I’m not sure why but this song kept playing in my head while writing this one.)

A/N: This is a sequel to How To Treat Me. I couldn’t focus on anything else because this wouldn’t leave my head. Same warnings as before. Feedback is greatly appreciated.

Summary: The morning after their nighttime activities finds time for our newfound lovers. But now they have more time to play. 

Part 2 of How to Treat Me

    Soft wet kisses swept across my neck as a warm arm wrapped around my stomach. I whimper as the lips move up nibbling at my earlobe. “Good morning Princess,” John’s warm voice helps me rouse fully from my sleep. I turn as he’s propped up on his elbow, the hand on my stomach slipping under the line of my panties.

   “What are you doing?” You whisper harshly. “Someone is going to know.”

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Okay, I did the math, and since the Captain Underpants movie is coming out June 2, and the average time between a movie’s release in theaters to its release on DVD is about 3 months these days, we just might get the DVD/BluRay release of the movie in time for September 1…

…Which just so happens to be the 20th Anniversary of the book series.

Dreamworks, you sneaky devils… is this why you had the movie in Development Hell since 2012?