#( ryan tag pending. )

[tortoisesshells]

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[buddiesmutslut]

https://www.tumblr.com/buddiesmutslut/765477182337433600/hi-ive-been-thinking-about-episode-6-and-i-know?source=share

Your tags!

I didn't think about that, but divorce is a thing to Catholics!

Even tho he says he's not really religious he does sometimes do like religious-y things. So it might be more ingrained than he thought. And he did say he has the guilt he didn't know he had until recently.

Who knows. Maybe these past 3 months he's been stewing in his Catholic guilt juices. Lol.

Maybe the almost divorce thing did affect him more than he thought. Like he neeeeds to deal with the fact that she wanted a divorce and even if she had lived they were not gonna be a couple.

Felt like she kinda fell into the same pattern for a moment with him, but then she like was removing herself again. Like the almost-pregnant again thing shook her out of it & she was all 'nope not doin this again' but he's still stuck. 😭

Idek if any of this makes sense but yeah, your tags.

Yess! I have to admit, I wasn't raised Catholic, my family was pretty laissez faire about church, but I was pretty sure that divorce was a pretty big no-no for that particular faith lol.

They mentioned his catholic guilt last season and haven't really done anything with it since then, so I'm hoping we get some hint of it there, and it seems like we will, given that Ryan was shooting in a church and there's a possibility that the priest from S1 is back!

I really do think Eddie needs to face Shannon and their pending divorce before he can get Chris, and then I think that will lead to his queer arc, if they go that route. They're all tied up together, but something has to be untied first, and it's looking like it might be the Shannon of it all 🙏

Also, not anything that necessarily has to do with this ask in particular, BUT Ryan has talked about how Eddie has rose-colored glasses on when it comes to his marriage with Shannon, and Oliver has also mentioned rose-colored glasses when it comes to his current relationship with Tommy, and if the Chruch stuff is in episode 6 and so is the uncomfortable truths for Tommy and Buck & Eddie take off the rose-colored glasses of those two pivotal relationships at the same time...

It just makes something in my brain vibrate with excitement.

Also wow, sorry for word-vomiting all over your ask bestie I did not realize how long this answer got 😭

[plasticfangtastic]

American Royalty. Ch. 4

A Homelander X F! Reader and Dadlander fanfic.

A/N: if ya like to be taglisted plz leave a comment to be notified on the next release. got the writers block and too many wips so here is an early chapter. hope y'all like it. plz check my pin post for prev. chapters.

Tags: mild gore, angst, lots of angst, slow burn, fluff, oc characther, child neglect, dadlander, romance.

Chapter Four

Seeing Stars

You had him agree to you working three days as his personal chef, and he couldn’t have you Sundays no matter how much he asked.

Within the week you had gotten a letter from your bank telling you that the pending investigation on your account had been closed and now you could access it, it had even accrue significant interest after being untouched for seven years it was better than an early christmas miracle as you sobbed in your bedroom with the letter in hand, you cried in the kitchen after calling a realtor to see an apartment, by the time you seen a couple of apartments you had come home to find an enveloped taped to your door. Inside paperwork and some keys– seeing red for a moment, but as Helena tugged at your shirt, your anger tucked itself away, you held her crying into her shoulder as you finished reading the letter.

Before the month ended, you had moved into a large, renovated and well located 2 bedroom, 1 office, 2 bathrooms apartment in the ground floor of a duplex, it had to be at least eighteen to twenty thousand dollars in rent but he had simply purchase it– writing in his letter that he wouldn’t allow you to continue raising his daughter in the projects or some refurbished new york closet, he had even collected information on local schools in your new neighborhood for you consider, informing you that he would take care of tuition cost.

As you settled in a space so big you had nothing to fill it with, as you watched your daughter actually behave like a seven year old for once, you laid on the floor by the open concept kitchen, feeling the rich wood underneath your skin, staring at the black granite benches and hardwood cabinetry– the floor was even heated! You heard a landing in one of the two thin yards, you knew your daughter was exploring the bathroom, so it felt safe to do this now.

“I’ll have my interior designer come by this week to help you select furniture and stuff.” He said upon entering, distubed by how barren it was, all your belonings in a a dozen boxes total, tucked in a corner of the living room.

“You are a bastard making me indebted to you.” You grumbled.

“I can’t have her live in a broom closet infested with rats. Kids need yards and space.” He looked at the cherry wood panels lining the outdoors, the vines and trees growing in a decent sized yard, extra big by New York standards– you could get her a puppy, a kitten or…?”

“She likes fish.”

“I could have a pond installed.” he said with a smirk crainign his back as he tried to look less imposing as you refused to lift your head from the heated hardwoods– you should be okay with utility bills, I left them on credit for your convenience. Have you had a chance to look at schools?”

“What are you actually planning, John.” You sat back up, switching names had taken him off-guard wondering what angle you were going at him from– haven’t even started work with you and now you are showering me with presents? This is beyond just wanting to see your kid is not like you actually seen her.”

“You said to take things slow.” He didn’t try hiding that devious grin– Ryan… needs a story.”

“Jesus Christ you are sick.” you now had to stand up for real– you want me to play mom to your kid? I don’t even look like him.”

“Genetics are weird. Helena looks like you and Ryan looks like me, like those dogs from ‘Beauty and the Tramp’."He touched your cheek with a bare hand– Can’t wait to see you next Thursday, mom.”

“Oh god…” You chuckle, losing your mind as his hand hurts without a scratch– How are you going to tell this to Helena?”

“Is in early development but the team will take care of it. I need Ryan to attend the same school as Helena so please hurry up.”

He left not before telling you to take Helena to MOMA this saturday at 2 pm, it wasn’t a suggestion or invitation, it was an order

You did as you were told that evening, one of the best schools in the city was under a half hour walk from this cell, knowing Helena had to be enrolled soon didn’t help, and your commute to Lucci had increased but now you could pay for gas and not cry. Sending him a texts about schools to the number he had given you in his many many notes seemed anticlimactic but that was it.

Helana had grown suspicious, but she played dumb and you knew it too, so you both played stupid when you headed to MOMA that weekend.

You just casually came the same day and the same time as Homelander and Ryan were about to have the whole museum closed off as they received a private tour,  but he asked you to join them not giving any real explanation for why but nobody questioned, neither kid spoke to each other much if any, Helena simply enjoying the silence, she looked at you as she asked about the pieces but it was Homelander who had the most to say about the works, leaving you left out but happy, you knew that face of his so well, to see it on your daughter’s face made your day.

He had taken the opportunity to discuss your employment not your relationship, giving you list of things Ryan should eat, would not eat, wanted to try and things he wanted to try himself, then your hours and some odd request about handling Ryan’s school lunches being instagram worthy, handing you socials to research for such task.

You started work that following week, the Vought kitchens were top of the line, your job was to meet all of his requirements, some of the chefs that recognized you looked at you with relief and curiosity, wanting to know what had happened to you but you were unwilling to share. That first breakfast was returned with clean plates, even the waiter was shocked when he saw empty plates come out of his penthouse.

It had been so long since you could play with such new equipment, this was it, this was the place you belong in, him or not involved this was your happy place now.

Two weeks had passed.

 As you headed for the staff elevator you met Homelander, who had honestly just been waiting for you.

“I got the paperwork sorted… you just have to sign and fill stuff. Nice school! Great stem program not that Helena will find it hard.” he said politely, his posture extra stiff.

“Did you do a background check on her?” you looked around for witnesses.

“Hard not to. Our kid is the captain of the math club… her school team has won most of the math competitions in the last four years. Not to mention the piano recitals, and science competitions”  He looked so proud– her grades are perfect. She might be the smartest little girl in the city.”

“She’s the smartest little girl in the world.”

“And her new school would let the whole world know just that.” He said matching your smug.

You watched him carefully waiting for him to spit out what he wanted to say, either about her schooling or something else.

Helena was allowed to continue attending her old school until you were ready for transfer, he had only briefly talked to you for school discussions, and with great disinterest on what made each school good or not, if anything you found yourself doing this for his son as well, thinking of what this school would do for his well being, and if it was the best choice for a homeschooled kid, and how would this new school commute affect Helena’s after school routine. 

On the days you didn’t work in Vought’s towers she was still babysat or stayed at Lucci’s, she was too young to be left at home, even if you knew she was perfectly safe, but no matter what she was still little. 

During the days you worked in the tower she was kept in the company daycare in the 20th floor, most of the kids there were normal but there was at least one other super-abled child her age, it made you happy to see her interact with a similar kid even if said kid abilities involved phasing thru objects all willy-nilly and make objects phase thru other objects, making you worry of what would happen if he lost focus and Helena got caught inside a wall.

“By the way our kid escaped the daycare.” He held the elevator open for you as he entered, before you could panic he shot you a charming smile– is okay she’s at the gym…”

Your eyes had welled up regardless, you jumped into the metal box pressing the bottom frantically.

“She’s perfectly safe… A-Train is there and so it's that… Noir… her and the only little Supe kid decided to do some mischief, but I kept my ears on her all day.”

Forcing yourself to take deep breaths as the elevator smoothly traveled to the lower floors.

“Is it not her that I am worried for.” you said firmly.

You followed him as he guided you through an unfamiliar floor, inside the large colosseum gym that had been fitted to test somebody’s athletic skills you found your daughter floating in her wavy bubble, but all you saw was your kid swaying in the air.

“Helena get down here immediately!!!” You ran after her reaching for the kid as her bored expression was replaced with embarrassment as she descended into your arms– you cannot run away from daycare!”

“I don’t want to be surrounded by babies.”

“Helena you are a baby!” you squeezed her against yourself, just glad she was still in one piece, you noticed the other small kid in the room– jesus…”

Carrying your kid you reached for the other one, taking his hand.

“Hey sweetie… let me take you back to daycare before your mommy or daddy gets worried.

“Am I in trouble?” he asked meekly.

“No, but Helena is so grounded.”

“Mom!”

“Don’t mom me! You have any idea how dangerous that was!”

“Oh don’t get mad at the kid, she was just acting like a kid. Don’t be such a buzzkill” he mocked you.

“I don’t want or need your opinion– now you got two seconds to explain yourself!”

You began to gently drag yourself and your kid’s victim out of the gym, A-Train absolutely shocked to see anybody talk to Homelander like that.

“Look I had A-Train and Noir come check them out, they were safe!” He chased after you.

“Oh that was your doing.” Helena said–  "I really wanted to meet A-Train” she waved innocently at the Supe, who returned the gesture as a true professional– and... Mom… I wanted to see the building, that’s all… sorry I used Elmo to escape… but his powers were just too useful”

“You cannot use people like that.” you said in shock.

“People like being used.” Her words were just cold as she wriggled herself out of your arms, falling without touching the ground, she took Elmo’s hand taking the small kid towards the exit– some people are born serfs.” She mumbled to herself.

Homelander's heart beat violently– oh his daughter was a brat and had a questionable attitude, he hadn’t even interacted much with her, but he was proud. His whole body went light and his smile couldn’t be contained as he saw the small girl with true love in his eyes, this was the moment he saw her as truly his own.

Ryan was still reluctant to accept his father’s philosophy, but this little one understood that she was born better from the start on her own.

She turned around to face you again, little Elmo sucked on his thumb as her eyes glowed pale blue.

“Is it alright if I come to the training gym if I ask permission first?” 

“I…”

“Of course all Supe’s should know to keep their powers top notch. You are more than welcome to use the facilities.” Homelander had cut you off, petting the little girl’s head as he approached the duo– Just ask your mother so she doesn’t have a heart attack. Then again this is one of the safest places in all of New York and little Helena over here is perfectly safe, after all I am here.” He said while staring at you.

His voice was sweet, you were defeated as Helena tried to contain that cheshire grin of hers while staring at you– he was your boss , and the Homelander so could you really go against him so publicly?

“You had a terrorist attack in this building… but I guess…” She ignored him again then looked straight at you– I learned something new today.” 

A-Train and Noir exchanged concerned looks taking a few step backs, Homelander seemed intrigued to watch your reaction, you gave way, unable to speak, just frustrated as your ex looked just as smug as his kid.

Little Elmo scoot behind her– in the round gymnasium a cement boulder hanged in chains, her eyes glowed the brightest you’ve ever seen, lifting her hand with one quick swipe the boulder broke in half, the dust showing the invisible blade bending light, it gain a blue color as it was touched before fading, she looked so proud of herself, you stared at Homelander and now you understood why nobody had informed you that your daughter was missing. It didn’t sit well with you.

“you’re still grounded for a whole week.”

“But Mom!!”

You had walked into a trap, one you did so willingly, jailed in a nice house, any hope of Homelander being driven away or losing interest in her was gone as he looked at her with pure adoration in his eyes.

You got used to it… this prison was lovely, it was nice to come back to a spacious cell. Homelander had indeed brought his decorator to your house but you didn’t want designer furniture and high end stuff, you kept it simple and cheap, most of your stuff second hand and from Ikea, only relenting to agree with the poor designer over the kitchen, his budget was absurd for the task, only taking advantage to purchase all the appliances of your dreams, you indeed needed a air fryer that matched your splashback.

Helena was happy to have a room that felt like a bedroom, large bookcases that could be filled with her own books, a small courtyard facing her doors, where she now could sit down and read with the breeze in her hair. She seemed happy, euphoric when she began her new school, making you forget what was happening in the background at times.

Homelander would come from time to time to speak to you about mundane stuff and work, his patience saintly as he allowed you to get used to his company once more, just so you could be okay with him entering her life, but then again he was your jailer.

He himself had begun forcing himself into her life when you weren’t around, it was all a matter of timing and perception.

Homelander watched the daycare center, from afar, a much needed service, it occupied a whole floor, the tower employed thousands of people in its 99th floor so there had to be help for those mothers and fathers who needed to work but had children with no babysitters, it was one of the many appealing things about being employed by Vought, and the center offered a variety of activities for all age groups.

Helena saw it as a jungle, all these children just a bunch of savages, keeping Elmo around not because she liked his company but because he was the only other Supe child in her age group, he was a sweet kid, afraid of bugs and that liked to talk about cartoons, frankly it was a challenge to figure out what to do with him. Homelander watched as she taught the kid to play chess, taking hours to explain the basics as the seven year old had very little clue what was happening, but in its own way it was nice to talk to another kid like himself.

Homelander even bothered to do a background check on the child– both of his dad’s both worked at Vought one in hero management and the other in marketing, both very busy bees it seems… he had done the same with all of Ryan’s new classmates, he knew their entire families before his kid even stepped foot and said hello to any of them, all done before he started school the same week as Helena– there was the big issue of her being on the 10th grade while her older brother just began the 6th grade, so he couldn’t enjoy seeing the both of them interacting, it was hard to witness for he wanted both kids to become closer so desperately.

Hence why he was standing on the foyer of the daycare center, a young lady that looked too cheerful for her own good, welcomed Homelander.

“Hi! How can I help you today, Homelander? Are you looking to enroll little Ryan?” She swayed side to side trying to see if the kid was behind him by any chance.

“Actually… am here to speak to one of the kids… hmm… Helena L/N.” He said with a firm tone– I believe her mother left a message.”

Homelander texted you an hour before cominf down, not even asking you that he was going to take her for training, you were stuck in the kitchen helping with some work function taking place tonite, a thousand canapes had to be made and you were stuck with the pistachio and lemon layer cakes.

You had no time to argue, taking your precious break time to make phone calls and try not to use your knife on the nearest asshole who pissed you off afterwards.

She hopped on the desk seeking for any notes, and he was indeed correct.

Now he had her all for himself, you prayed he wasn’t going to drop the news on her, but you couldn’t leave and abandoned your team, she was safe, you had to believe she was safe, she was smart, she was so smart and she could escape him, you just had to trust her.

“Can I bring Elmo?” Helena looked up at Homelander, a slight ache building on her neck as she looked up at the man– he might get lonely.”

“He’s not a dog.” He didn’t even try putting on a soft babied voice with her– and I wanted to talk to you.”

“But he’s always ‘The Dog’ when we play house.” She faked the most innocent voice she could muster, turning around to look at the glass doors  dividing the friends– … He will probably sneak out to the gym if he gets lonely, they got his favorite snacks today… he told me liked five times and I think they’re playing Bluey on the tv.”

“Oh! and you play mommy?” He grimaces so hard his eyebrows touch.

“No, the robber.”

He led the way and she was more than happy to explore the building as they headed downstairs.

“What do you think of them?”

“Elaborate.”

“Those without powers.” she wished she could see his expression– and be honest. None of this ‘Wednesday Addams’ crap.”

He looked around at the sea of smart casual fits and stress on the floors above, the world moving so fast paced, nothing but monkeys hurling shiny rocks while playing dress-up.

“They can be useful, if they are not… then they don’t matter to me.”

He smiled, his heart fluttering and his stomach filled with butterflies as he heard her speak– why did Ryan struggle so much to understand this? He thought.

“When you are born with such gifts–

“I might be a kid but I am very familiar with your Compound V, I already had this talk with my mother. Fascinating stuff… I am still trying to understand the whole dosage thing… How does your company decide which kid to give more versus others? Did they just look at who could provide the best backstory before deciding between 10 mils versus the whole vial.” 

She stared at the glass walls where the kids were housed, the tone of her voice still flat.

“Why you say that?”

“I’m a poor kid from the projects, with a single mom, formerly homeless and now with enough powers to make Athena envious. Not to mention how 92% of supes are white but the percentage below middle class to poor is almost the same as with the 6% blacks, while the percentage of upper class white supes is closer to the same percentage of 2% asians and latino supes… if anything a good chunk of latino and asian supes are upper class… something-something model minority yadah-yadah.” she pressed the elevator door– I’d make a good story. Shame that I can’t be a Supe.”

Homelander stared at her, placing his hand on the back of her head.

“You can be anything you want, Helena. You have been blessed beyond belief with powers… if you want to be Supe then you are ready for major leagues.”

She rolls her eyes.

“Only the 1% of superheroes ever make it to the major leagues, most supes never achieve anything beside D-list status and everybody is fighting for the crumbs left behind by your posse of clowns– is not a fiscally responsible decision. A career that can only exist on extreme gambling is not one that can make money. Not to mention am not cute or tall." She took the first step into the elevator– I never want my mother to worry about money. I want to buy her a mansion on top of a cliff staring at the ocean, have a dozen maids care for the house and she can just spend the rest of her life in luxury”

She turns to see him crossing her arms with a serious look on her tiny face.

“My goal is to take your job.”

“The Seven?” He grinned.

“Vought.”

“I can wait to see you try.” he grinned.

“It won’t be that hard… At least when I am in charge security will be tighter.”

Bottles of V dropped from above Homelander’s head, he caught most of them but a few were lost, those were hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of drops staining his pants and shoes, Helena caught one bottle, sliding it between nimble fingers back and forth.

“Don’t look so surprised, it seems this is a common occurence… Here's an unwanted tip: use biometrics and only allow lab techs to enter the 67th floor, not just rely on good will, clown.” sections of her body and clothes flicked back and forth between visible and invisible, taunting him about how easy it had been to steal them using her superpowers.

As his eyes took an extra tinge of red, he saw a brief flash of pale blue encasing her, he followed her to the entrance of the Gym, where she expected to be left alone with Homelander not to find another kid.

“The prodigal son.” she mumbles.

Ryan sat on top of some raised stepping stones in the recently established obstacle course, Helena imagined she needed to know parkour in lieu of flying abilities, which seemed redundant for the kid who could fly.

“Thought you two could practice together.” He shouted while placing the V on the nearest bench.

“Guess there are ways to successfully murder a child and get away with it.” She raised an eyebrow– and here I thought you wouldn’t be irked by the words of a little girl… like I said you’re a maladjusted person.”

“I don’t hurt children. I have no idea…” he said calmly while a little bit angry, as he returned to her side.

“I dunno– it would look really bad if the press found out that you’re a deadbeat.”

His expression dropped as the little girl's eyes glowed.

“Smartest little girl in the world… or...?” She said dryly, as she headed towards Ryan to save him the walk– my bubble refracts light, easy to spot if you notice images are wavering without the heat.”

The little boy ran cheerfully after his father, who for the first time ignored him, his eyes transfixed on the little girl, who had been playing stupid all along.

taglist-- @fromforeigntofamiliarity , @demodemo909 and @immyowndefender

here's the house:

[salivacitrus]

ria/vivian ♡ 21 ♡ doll/it/fae/love

welcome to my selfship blog. i'm the yandere landmine girlfriend of siffrin and loop, among others, in real.

i don't like sharing my romantic F/Os with other selfshippers. y'all are fine to interact, though i'm iffy on interacting back. those who ship my romantic F/Os with other characters from their respective sources are okay to interact. those who share any non-romantic F/Os are okay to interact.

i post and reblog nsfw and suggestive posts. all nsfw/suggestive posts are tagged as naughty naughty along with normal nsfw/suggestive tags.

i don't associate with anti-yandere or those who claim that j*rai kei only refers to fashion. i also don't associate with proship OR anti, or anyone who claims narcissistic abuse or endogenic systems as real phenomena.

tags

romantic F/O siffrin (in stars and time): tag pending loop (in stars and time): tag pending taco (inanimate insanity): lemon tea microphone (inanimate insanity): bold sound milo, preroute (perfect love): bunny love milo, manipulation (perfect love): kitten purrs milo, violence (perfect love): puppy eyes milo, true (perfect love): eyes always watching

familial F/O emil (first impressions): honey milk

platonic F/O lightbulb (inanimate insanity): brightest light desmond (first impressions): cinnamon spice

??? F/O (the undefined zone) ryan (perfect love): eye necklace

main: @darlingkisses01

[grievingangelhopefuldemon]

Thanks for the tag @lizzie-tempest

Geez I have such a long URL 😅 oh well, here I go

Welcome to the tonal whiplash that is my music taste

G: Green - Cavetown

R: Runaway - AURORA

I: I still talk to Jesus - LANY

E: Endlessly - The Cab

V: Voices - Disturbed

I: Icarus - The Crane Wives

N: Not Alone - Forgét Mej

G: Gates - Tyler Glenn

A: Autumn Leaves - Linus from the Stars

N: Not Gonna Die - Skillet

G: Girl in the Mirror - Bebe Rexha

E: Endless Possibilities - NateWantsToBattle

L: Lose You To Love Me - Selena Gomez

H: Hope of Morning - Icon For Hire

O: On My Own - Ashes Remain

P: Punk Rock Songs - Patient Pending

F: FREYA - Maria Celin

U: Unbelievable - Owl City, Hanson

L: Love Me Not - Whitney Woerz

D: Don't Cry Out - Shiny Toy Guns

E: Every Time You Leave - I Prevail

M: MINDLESS SOULLESS - solunary

O: Only Human - Ryan Mack

N: Nobody Loves Me - mxmtoon, Ricky Montgomery, Cavetown

Oh boy 😵‍💫 that ended up being harder than I thought it would be

Now to bug 24 people

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@glitterdragonthegreatprotector

@silverjirachi

@drowninnoodles

@justarandomart

@maylynn1

@nightkit92

@what-when-where-and-y

@uhuh100

@andizoidart

@solena2

@seaurchoon

@fellwhite

@rhodochrosite-love

@cherryblossom-nightscape

@jayla-king

@happymeal-darthdude

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@ubuntuify

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@wayardrevolutionary

@imk8

Rules (because scrolling back up is a pain): pick a song for each letter in your URL and then tag the same number of people of letters in your URL

Good luck 🍀

Url Song tag game!

So I was tagged twice! By @writeblr-of-my-own and @inflarescent , thank you both for the tag, lol TwT

So the rules of the game is to write one song for every letter in your url, and then tag as many people as there are letters in your url :)

F - Freaks by Jordan Clarke

I - I See Red by Everybody Loves an Outlaw

R - River by Bishop Briggs

E - Enemy by Imagine Dragons

S - Stronger by The Score

M - Main Attraction by Jeremy Renner

O - Overwhelmed (cover) by Ryan Mack

K - Kill the Lights by Set It Off

E - Eyes Only For You by Montell Fish & Ecclesia

A - almost home by mxmtoon

N - Numb Little Bug by Em Beihold

D - Dancing Queen by ABBA

A - Another One Bites The Dust by Queen

S - Somethin' Stupid by Frank Sinatra & Nancy Sinatra

H - Hidden In the Sand by Tally Hall

E - Exhausted by chloe moriondo

S - S. L. U. T. by Bea Miller

And as for the 17 tags, Im gently summoning @gracewritesbooks , @stanrendipity , @harleyacoincidence , @habken , @taysudon , @inkalight , @lyutenw , @is-bakugou-alive-yet , @pochitaart , @love-is-in-the-multiverse , @macabremoons , @rbbess110 , @zoppzoop , @zephzstuff , @sithbelle , @adoubleneliese & @kimbapkimbapp to the party :)

Along with anyone else who want to join:)

[butterflieshurt-ia]

Hearts meme thing for arden/Riley and Chris/Ryan!!

Dr. Love! || Meme 

( also bc reasons @starstaiined )

Riley x Arden: 99%

Dr. Love thinks that a relationship between Riley Mills and Arden Sokal has a very good chance of being successful, but this doesn’t mean that you don’t have to work on the relationship. Remember that every relationship needs spending time together, talking with each other etc.

“Clearly this machine is fucking broken.”

Ryan x Chris: 33%

The chance of a relationship working out between Ryan McAdams and Chris Kingdon is not very big, but a relationship is very well possible, if the two of you really want it to, and are prepared to make some sacrifices for it. You’ll have to spend a lot of quality time together. You must be aware of the fact that this relationship might not work out at all, no matter how much time you invest in it.

“… We definitely deserve more than 33%.”

[winebleeds]

@mancicon​   sent    ❛          ‘ i’ll never make it on my own. ’ for maddie (hes just bein dramatic—yknow how scorpios are)               ❜

⤑   TELL ME WHY

      ‘  yeah,  but you’re  NEVER  on your own.  ’  and she   means  that.  ever since she’s known rory,  he always has someone by his side.  while some of them flicker like the sparks of the lighter,  others have kept a warm presence over him.  he has divina  (the reason they even know each other),  raleigh as a newcomer,  rory’s sister cat that he continues to mention,  other friends,  and of course   maddie herself.  even as a   new  friend,  she promises to remind him loneness   doesn’t  exist,  especially as she handles him the cup behind the counter.      ‘  like,  sure,  you  may  go to bed   alone or do things on your own.  but people are   always  a phone call away or whatever you need,  you know?  ’

[subjectseventeen]

SUBJECT: 17 DATA

name: 17 / seven

pronouns:  they/them + it/its (pronouns page)

age: 23 (ageless at this point) 

labels (?) : genetic experiment, reanimated corpse, possessed vessel, non-human, labrat-possum, mushroom coyote, POSIC+ hoarde @graveyardhoarde , physically identifying

DXs: schizophrenia, DID, ADHD, POTS & other physical illnesses 

interests: zombies, science, cloning, radiation, medicine/medical/hospitals, cartoons, and furries

⚠️ ! TW FOR MEDICAL/SCIENTIFIC THEMES !  ⚠️

(17 reference, system, + tag info under the cut)

pikachu- a silly pikachu with a green death hawk.

coyote- mushroom coyote rotting and aimless

jack ryan (from bioshock)- more of a thin and scraggly jack with glowing yellow eyes.

lab created chimera- a mix of opossum, coyote, dog and kaiju DNA. reanimated and zombie like. raised and tested on in a lab. immortal and ageless.

ARCADIA: DATA

system type: traumagenic DID system

majority of system is nonhuman

35 alters

carrd with info about each alter: here

TAG LIST

17.txt: 17′s post sign off, anything not tagged is usually by 17

scientist.txt: dimitri’s post sign off

wolf.txt: wesley’s post sign off

lemurr.txt / miloposting: milo’s post sign off

[alter’s name].txt: any other alter will now sign their name.txt

arcadia.txt: posts about our system in general

my art

zombiedog: posts about cotard’s delusion

schizoxperiment: posts about schizophrenia

human loveposting: posts about my human partner

alien loveposting: posts about my alien partner

bad luck: vent posts

lucky + bogos binted: two of my POSIC companions (hoarde name pending?)

any triggering content will be tagged as # [thing] (ex: #paranoia)

feel free to DM / send asks about anything, no real DNI, just probably won’t interact if you only post about D/S/M//P or similar (its not my thing). 

[wukke-archive-blog]

Holds you hand / ry And jae

       !!!

           the sudden touch makes him flinch  ,   almost yanking his hand back toward himself as soon as fingers  (    rough & calloused   )   grip his own   ;   a little awkwardly  ,   as if fumbling for a slight moment  ;  struggling to get a good grip.  something like a spark  ,   a sort of click of a lighter turns on in his chest  (    it burns suddenly   ,    harshly along his bones   &  jae is embarrassed      )   with dark eyes flickering down at their conjoined hands.  so sudden  ,   even for him   ;    ryan seemed to always be full of surprises. 

      ‘       w—where are we going now?      ’     he manages to find his voice again  ,  finding them lost in the curvature of ryan’s hand  &  fingers.   like a waterfall  ,   it all breaks loose from his lips   :    ‘     d-did you not like the arcade?  i get you  ,  it can be real stuffy sometimes with all those people around  ,  brushing shoulders against you  n’  shit.  germs  ,  yeah?   real gross stuff.  uhm.    ’     it was hot all of the sudden  ,  &  jae feels like he’s sweating in his hoodie   &   jeans.     ‘     i-i—!  i know a good place we can  ,   like  ,  check out cool stuff if y’wanna!  or  … if—i dunno  ,  you seem like you know where you’re goin’   ,   i’ll just   .  .  .  follow.    ’ 

    he’s stumbling along behind the other already  ,  eyes never leaving their hands.   no  ,  he shouldn’t read this much into it.  ryan was just dragging him off somewhere  ,  ‘cause they’re friends  ,   they’re bros.  a deep inhale through his nose   ,   &   jae feels himself shake.   ‘    sorry if my palms are sweaty… knees weak… arms are heavy  ,  there’s vomit on his sweater already  ,   mom’s spaghetti–    ’     he doesn’t even know what he’s saying at this point.  

[galtx]

GALTx eNews: Blazer's Guardian Angels Holiday Miracle!

GALT’s Injured Reserve (IR) greys with significant medical expenses often tug at the heartstrings of our generous donors.  Bernadette, Emma, and Sophia recently caught the eyes of Nicholas Cook & Ryan Zhang, and also Rick & Linda Vayo. Within a day of each other, Nicholas, Ryan and the Vayos submitted enough funds to cover all of the medical costs for these three special hounds. With these gifts, the Blazer’s Guardian Angels (BGA) program has now raised over $60,000!

We presented Bernadette, Emma, and Sophia with special pink “Angel Tags” at a celebration on December 2, 2022. Ryan and the Vayos could not be present, but they were represented by Cher and Chip Imrie, who initiated the BGA program in 2016 in memory of their first grey, Blazer. The wonderful foster moms for these three special IR greys also attended. Click here to see more photos of the celebration. Bernadette has even more good news! After a year on Injured reserve, she now has an adoption pending and a forever home on the way!

Nicholas and Ryan are honoring the memory of their first grey, Jane, and say: “Jane was a gentle and goofy soul who touched the hearts of everyone she met. She loved car rides, stealing cookies and donuts (anything sweet), knocking over all the pillows on the bed until she was comfortable, and hunting for possums in the backyard. When she was diagnosed with lymphoma in March 2021 our hearts broke, even more when she was given one to three months to live. She beat the odds and lived for nineteen months before succumbing to the cancer in October 2022. She was the light of our lives and soulmate in dog form. We were so thankful for the extra time and the bond we formed that will forever be a part of our hearts. RIP, Grey Lady – get those possums of the sky!”

The Vayos are honoring the memory of their Rainbow Bridge Angels Amanda and Emmet. The Vayos previously initiated the Amanda and Emmet Golden Years Fund to help GALT raise money for senior greys, who are often difficult to place for adoption. Linda and Rick say: “We started GALT’s Amanda & Emmet Golden Years Fund in honor of our amazing senior greys. We subscribe to the mantra of many others in GALT: Adopting a senior greyhound is the best kept secret in the greyhound world. Sadly, both Amanda and Emmet traveled to the Rainbow Bridge in 2019/2020. We have fallen in love via cyberspace with many of GALT’s IR greys, and Bernadette in particular stole our hearts! We are proud to honor the memory of our Super Seniors by joining the Blazer’s Guardian Angels team and helping provide for the medical expenses of Bernadette, Emma and Sophia.”

GALT deeply appreciates these special donors who have covered the extensive medical expenses of GALT greys in need. If you would like to join Blazer’s Guardian Angels and honor the memory of a Rainbow Bridge grey in this special program, please contact Susie McQuade at smcquade@galtx.org or Barbara Christian at bchristian@galtx.org.

12/15/22

[urulxce-a]

// @phoeniiixia liked for vaashkír.

           ❛   you are the PHOENIX, my human’s mate.  ❜ he studied her for a moment, attempting to strip away all that was her, peeling open her skin and her bones and bearing her SOUL before him so that he could discern what exactly made her . . . well, her. her was IMMENSELY curious, having only come across a handful of phoenixes in his lifetime, and he folded his arms easily across his chest, cocking a lopsided grin to his face.  ❛  tell me ---------  is it true  ---- the reincarnations of your kind? do you ever truly die? do you remember your life before? I have SO MANY questions. ❜ and he didn’t intend to leave her ALONE until he got them answered.

[sukiban]

me: alright, i gotta buckle down work on replies today also me: makes 50 icons for a humanized version of masako’s pet cat that hasn’t even been introduced yet

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[ao3feed-westallen]

Westallen Family Oneshots- November

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3mzFFmQ

by DailyWestallen

As we start the month of November, I start another multi chap

Words: 948, Chapters: 1/10, Language: English

Fandoms: The Flash (TV 2014), Titans (TV 2018), Supergirl (TV 2015), Batwoman (TV 2019)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Barry Allen, Iris West-Allen, Bart West-Allen, Nora West-Allen, Cisco Ramon, Linda Park, Wally West, Chester P. Runk, Caitlin Snow (Unfortunately), Ryan Wilder, Sophie Moore, Luke Fox, Mary Hamilton, Alex Danvers, Kelly Olsen, J'onn J'onzz, Koriand'r, Dick Grayson, Eddie Thawne, Patty Spivot, Kamilla Hwang, Joe West, Cecile Horton

Relationships: Barry Allen/Iris West, Alex Danvers/Kelly Olsen, Linda Park/Wally West, Ryan Wilder/Sophie Moore, Luke Fox/Mary Hamilton, Cisco Ramon/Kamilla Hwang, Dick Grayson/Koriand'r, Koriand'r & Iris West, Barry Allen & Dick Grayson, Cisco Ramon & Iris West, Linda Park & Iris West, Mary Hamilton & Iris West, Luke Fox & Barry Allen, Luke Fox & Iris West, Ryan Wilder & Iris West, Nora West-Allen & Barry Allen, Nora West-Allen & Iris West, Bart West-Allen & Nora West-Allen, Bart West-Allen & Iris West, Bart West-Allen & Barry Allen, Chester P. Runk & Iris West, Kelly Olsen & Iris West

Additional Tags: Pregnant Iris, westallen - Freeform, Hamilfox, WestWilder, wildmoore, parkwest, mentions of abuse, Mentions of Suicide, sunshine twins, Caitlin ain't shit, Linda and Chester in they godparents era, WestWilder pending..., Flash premieres November 16th, Irisand'r (Kory and Iris), (Past) WestThawne, Kelly and Iris team up, Luke and Iris friendship, Iris actually has poc friends, Iris is dead, so is barry, Iris a ghost, Boo Bitch, Barry loves Black Women, barry loves iris, Iris loves Barry, Barry's a whipped mf

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3mzFFmQ

[lovelovetangle]

The 12 Days of Love Tangle

To show some love for Love Tangle and our little community, I thought it would be fun to host a low-stress holiday celebration.  Beginning on December 25-26, I’ll be posting and reblogging content featuring the characters in each “day” up until January 5-6...but I need your help!

I am looking for fan fic, art, etc. about the characters or settings to showcase during this event.  You can make the subject anything you like with little restriction and you don’t have to have each character featured in a category, but if you’re looking for a prompt, we’ve got the upcoming holidays right here as well as the days themselves!

On the FIRST day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...a room in Lilac Court for free

featuring: 

Nathaniel Chrysler

Joshua Cooper

Angelo de Ponte

Lucas

the SECOND day...two lawsuits pending

Nolan Zarek, Jr.

Ike Barnes

the THIRD day...three fashion shows

Joy Olivier

Oliver Cowell

Lumiere Rousseau

the FOURTH day...four exploring lads

Alexey Morozoff

Rami Zaza

Cornelius Cruz

the FIFTH day...five Kaleido leopards

Timo Salminen

Paul Morgan

Moses Jackson

Julia Darwin

Kaleido Leopards

the SIXTH day...six athletes competing

Miguel Hernandez

Yangzi Sun

Yamato Uzuki

the SEVENTH day...seven puzzle pieces

Maxim Morozoff

Mame

Shiba

the EIGHTH day...eight grumpy bastards

Earl Olsen

Silvan Glanzschmidt

the NINTH day...nine soft bois musing

Ryan Gray

Naoki Hozumi

Carlo Mazza

Wylder Kelly

the TENTH day...ten uncles scheming

Henrik Kaled

Carter Harris

Ivy Attwood

William Moss

the ELEVENTH day...eleven o’clock news

Andrea Lee

Dean Price

Lex Caraballo

Jonas Klukas

the TWELFTH day...twelve entertainers

Cody Gray

Celina Winter

Valentin Blom

You are welcome to participate as much or as little as you’d like, but I want to spread the love for this amazing game even if we’re not certain of Solmare’s direction with it in the coming new year.

To share your posts or creations for the event, feel free to shoot me a message, reply to this post, or tag #12 Days Of Love Tangle.  Please reblog this if you can to reach any other fans of the game!  Thanks you guys all for yet another wonderful year.