#I'm tagging these two cuz their headcanons are special to me

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All I know is Edward is that guy who's really good at karaoke nights but he's so reserved, he's the guy who's only gonna sing late into the night and his moving performance has to be recorded in video and sent to the group chat so others who left first, will believe it.

Jopson, who goes through it with the harnedened soul of a man who's had to survive too many team building exercises at work has a strategy of going first, singing an innocent chidhood song and getting everybody hyped. No drunken scene or embarrassing videos taken of him to show at work, that's for sure.

Hickey is gonna do Britney Spears while making eye contact with Gibson the whole time. Everyone feels weird but he nails it.

Collins has to be stopped from doing what's new pussycat many times in a row like the Mulaney bit.

Solomon sings sad songs - sad country songs, sad rock balads, sad pop songs - with all of his chest and might be the one who drinks a tidbit too much. It's magic and sincere.

Fitzjames is strategic and dramatic, at first seemingly reluctant to perform, until the time his songs come around, then so help me God, nobody is gonna steal his moment.

Goodsir is actually the MVP who has a good time singing the whole night despite embarrassing himself, his energy makes the others go for it.

John Bridgens is always singing together with everyone and seems to know literally all the lyrics but you cannot convince him to assume that mic.

Crozier holds it up until that moment when everybody is thinking of leaving, to actually perform his whole heart out.

Irving is not only getting the microphone every 5 minutes, he's also shoving the second mic into Hodge's face and convincing the guys to make duets, without him there would be no karaoke night at all. He has to be carried home.

Silna remains stoic the whole night, while drinking like a sailor. She performs exactly once, stuns everyone and at some point cries during a song somebody else is performing, disappears into the restroom for minutes and comes back saying it's time to leave, officially wrapping the night and answering no questions.

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The Magic Student in the Magicless College (Prologue 2)

This is the changing up of plot, with some parallels to the normal TWST story line! This is the LONG AWAITED pt. 2 prologue. I'll try to keep writing this cuz I got back to getting interested in writing for this again so yeah- <3

☘︎☘︎***TAG IS LABELLED AS TWST AU MAGICLESS NRC

☘︎Note: I will use Yuu instead of Y/N and/or MC, cussing a little-

☘︎LINKS:

Prologue 1, 3, 4, 5

Headcanons / Small thoughts: 1, 2

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Ace and Deuce, still hugging each other, immediately let go and backed away against the same pillar, yelling in shock at the same time.

"W-What the hell was all that for...?!" Ace shrieked slightly, heart still hammering in his chest as he stared in disbelief at this... robed wizard? Magician? Witch maybe??

Yuu huffed, placing a hand on their hip as they encased the sleeping Grim in a materialized, transparent box made of magical energy. "That'll do the trick..." they said to themselves before looking at the two boys.

"Don't you guys know how to encase stuff with your Magic Pens? Or are you first years?" they asked, raising an eyebrow with slight annoyance.

"We're first years, but no one on earth can pull off something like that...!" Deuce said exasperatedly, finally recovering from the adrenaline rush. "Just who the hell are you...?!"

Yuu stood back up, dusting the dust of their shoulders as they smirked. "I'm Yuu, one of the greatest wizards of Twisted Wonderland, young prodigy of the Great Sevens," they declared boldly.

Instead of getting a grand and excited of a reaction, the two boys stared at them cluelessly, blinking with confusion.

"Twisted Wonderland? You mean like... Alice in Wonderland?"

"Man! What the hell are you saying, crazy person?!"

Yuu frowned at Ace's accusation. "Crazy? Everyone uses magic! And why do you look like you've never heard of Twisted Wonderland? It's our home!"

Ace scoffed. "This is planet Earth, dumbass. Maybe you came from wherever 'Twisted Wonderland' is but this place isn't! This is Night Raven College!"

The two started bickering, unaware of the students now slowly getting out of their hiding spots and a very tall man with golden eyes and swirly black hair and a pale complexion started to walk over. Deuce widened his eyes, tugging at Ace's sleeve as he tried to get both of their attention.

"Guys! Headmaster!"

The two turn around, and only Ace's eyes widened in shock. Headmaster Crowley, a man in a suit and tie, a golden ring on his finger and polished shoes came over, looming over the three students.

"This... short-lived catastrophe was done by who, exactly?" he asked calmly.

Ace and Deuce immediately pointed at Yuu, who looked unamused. Yuu huffed.

"It was taken care of. I've captured the little rascal anyways," Yuu said, gesturing to Grim who still sleeping in his magical confines. The headmaster only looked between Yuu and Grim with a sharp curiosity, his eyes narrowing on the silvery gemstone encrusted on their pen. He sighed, tapping his foot on the floor once.

"Regardless, the school is quite in shambles, at least, the hall that is. And apparently a bathroom mirror on the same floor," Crowley explained. Yuu blinked, before scratching their head awkwardly with slight guilt. "O-Oh..."

"Hmm, well, I guess government funding would need to be drawn. The only reason why this place is still standing is because this school is quite ancient," he hummed, "unless... can your... special abilities fix this school?" Crowley entailed carefully.

Yuu blinked, sighing as they slumped their shoulders a little. "Yes... sure..." With a whirl of their pen, the rubble started to rise and glue itself back onto the cracked walls and ceilings, the crack lines disappearing as if no damage was ever done. Crowley nodded approvingly, clasping his hands together with awe and curiosity.

"Fascinating..." he muttered under his breath. Crowley cleared his throat, smiling cordially at Yuu. "Thank you for your help! Now, I would like you to follow me, please. I've just informed all the Dorm Leaders on WhatsApp to continue the Orientation as per usual," he said. Yuu blinked.

What the heck is a WhatsApp??

Before they could enquire of what it might be, Crowley gestured for the two other boys to stand up and come over. "Oh, and you two, also follow me since you've been acquainted to our peculiar fellow over here!"

Ace and Deuce stood up wearily, eyeing Yuu suspiciously and with uncertainty as the three teens followed the headmaster.

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Crowley led them up the cobblestoned spiral steps to the top of the campus building, path being blocked by a big gate. Crowley used a key card he kept in the right breast pocket of his suit jacket, tapping it against the key panel before the gate opened and eventually led them to his private room in the Headmaster's Office.

It was lined with shelves and shelves of books, taking up all the walls of the room, lit by candles on gothic-looking chandeliers and it gave a somewhat eerie yet also mystical feel to it.

"Now, you must all be wondering why you're all here," Crowley said. "You're not in trouble, don't worry, but I need to discuss with you something important, I'm sure you know what about."

He looked at Yuu. "Yuu... do you perhaps live in a world known as... Twisted Wonderland? Where mirrors can talk, books levitate off the ground and stone gargoyles can talk and fly?"

Yuu looked at him suspiciously but nodded slowly. "Yes... why?"

Ace and Deuce widened their eyes with shock. Since when would he have known a place like that??

Crowley chuckled to himself. "Well, you see, I used to study mythology and folklore when I was younger in my more... prime years," he explained. "I've been fascinated by this place that I've mentioned before, and that this college has some sort of connection to that world as a whole. Your Magic Pen, is it? Yes... it's like the very ones I see in the books about this mysterious place," he said with a fascinated grin, eyeing Yuu's pen.

Yuu's eyes widened slightly before frowning. "I don't understand... does that mean what they say is true? I'm currently not in Twisted Wonderland but in a place known as Earth??" they questioned while pointing to Ace and Deuce (who felt very awkward just standing there), becoming slightly panicky.

"Well, yes," Crowley said while clearing his throat again. "Unfortunately, I'm not so sure how to even bring you back. This world holds no form of magic. It's 'magicless', if you will."

Yuu scoffed to themselves, almost in disbelief and hysteria. "A world with no magic...? Unbelievable..." they muttered incredulously to themselves.

"Although... if you can help me decipher this, maybe... it can bring you home."

Yuu's ears perked up, looking at Crowley as he placed a thick, battered book with aged, yellowish pages. "This was said to be a spell book, a way for one world to connect with the other, that other world being Twisted Wonderland, of course."

He flipped through the pages. "I've long tried to replicate this formula but have failed many times, I've never succeeded in traveling to Twisted Wonderland no matter how hard I've tried," the headmaster sighed.

"But you," he quickly turned around, grabbing Yuu firmly by the shoulders, making the latter a bit startled, "you can be the key in making this connection!"

"Oh, and also send you home," he added.

Yuu took a good look at the book. "Even if I know what all this is... the spell itself is hard to pull off, it can result in-"

"Overblotting, yes. A condition your world of people face if they aren't careful with the amount of magic they use..." Crowley said. "But, I'm sure there's an easier way, right?"

Yuu looked at the pages wearily. "Yes... but it requires a lot more complicated sub-spells that make up one big spell. Even for a great wizard like me, this is beyond what I usually do," they muttered.

"But if it's to get back home..." Yuu looked at Crowley contemplatively before sighing. "Fine. I'll crack your spell book to satisfy your... odd curiosities but let me go back home if I succeed."

Crowley beamed, shaking their hand as to seal the deal. "Excellent!" he exclaimed, turning his head to the two boys. "In the meantime, let these two be your companions while you stay here! I'll get you a room somewhere in one of the dorms! Oh, and to avoid any public attention on this, I will need you to blend in and take part as a student in the school and refrain you from using magic outside unless you come here. Then you're free to do stuff!"

Yuu, Ace and Deuce all widened their eyes as they exclaimed:

"Refrain myself from using magic?!"

"We need to look after them?!"

The boys and Yuu looked at each other with disbelief and disdain.

The journey ahead already starting off rough...

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I have a couple of questions for your AU with Barnacle and Shellington's pubs. First of all, is shellington trans or a girl? I noticed that the post you made talking about this doesn't really use gendered pronouns for Shellington. So I don't know if they are trans or if you gender ban them(I don't care either way, I would just like to know what pronouns I should use for Shellington)

Also, how did shellington and Barnacles find out that Shellington was pregnant? Were they surprised? Were they planning it? Also, how long did it take for Shellington to realize they were pregnant, cuz I'm going to be honest, unless they were trying, I feel like shellington could go months without realizing. Unless it has something to do with the thing that they're studying, they're not very absorbent

@pinkyshy10 Sometimes Tumblr doesn't like to notify me when my asks are answered so I'm just tagging myself because Tumblr does notify me when I'm tacked

Answering your first question. Shellington is a female in my octonauts. I honestly didn't know what I was doing when I first got back into octonauts. But I just decided eh why not. There is no special reason why I did this. It just stuck to me.

Secondly it took a while for shellington to realize she was pregnant. It wasn't until a bump was forming. When the two realized they were having a family soon. Both were overjoyed. They did plan on having a family sometime after they got married but unsure when so it just happened after what they did a couple nights ago. 🫣🥴

Hope these helped. Honestly I would update more if I have more headcanons but for now this is what I got. Since as of rn I'm very busy and rarely have time to think atm.

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HELLO. Your Herobrine headcanons are like, so beautiful I could cry. Like OKAY POP OFF I DIDN'T KNOW PEOPLE STILL FELT THE SAME WAY ABOUT HIM AS I DID IN THESE "EVERYTHING IS CRINGE" TIMES. YOU WRITE SO GOOD I HAD TO ZONE OUT TO REALLY LET IT SINK IN. That's actual insanity to me, cuz you totally paint him out to be the same way I do despite most media on him going like "ooo evilllll, that's all he is". No, HE'S THAT ONE GAME LEGEND BUT HE'S ALSO CHILL LIKE THAT I ADORE ITTTT. You really put in some thought in a cube game, that's for sure

Usually I don't like OC x character (who I am viciously infatuated with, because, jealousy let's be honest here) stories but now I HAVE TO there's no way I have to check out ur other stuff now I need MOAR 👹👹

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA That's it. Ty ty, and sorreyz if this is cluttering ur inbox, consider that my love letter. Please do share your view on the character likeeee I'm always lurking and I'll take your word for it (øø)

THIS IS SO SWEET 🥺🥺 THANK YOUUU I APPRECIATE THIS MESSAGE SO MUCH <333

I'm glad I can give you a Herobrine to your tastes!! it's so wonderful hearing that people like my own specific interpretation/ideas as much as I do!!! 💖💕💕

now I HAVE TO there's no way I have to check out ur other stuff now I need MOAR

YES YES YES THAT'S WHAT I LIKE TO HEAR!!! I think you already know because you brought up OC x character, but yes, the most information about my Herobrine would be in We Are The Daylight!

It’s a story about one desperate individual (Casey) summoning and cutting a deal with Herobrine to accomplish xir goals at any cost, which leads the two of them on all kinds of adventures and into all kinds of trouble. While I write Casey as a self-insert for none other than me, it’s my hope that xe is a character readers can connect with and project onto, and enjoy the story alongside. idk how to describe it. we are all the daylight <3

If that interests you, be advised that the vast majority of it was written when I was 15 and suffers the pitfalls you would expect. (Though I must admit, even in this form it's still very special to me and I still regularly reread what I consider to be the best couple chapters.) HOWEVER, if that’d be a dealbreaker, in a few months the worst offenders (mostly earlier chapters) will undergo some major renovations! My aim isn't to get the entire thing up to the quality I would now expect, but just to represent the characters better and keep worldbuilding internally consistent for future updates :)

if you do end up reading it someday, you GOTTA talk to me about it please please please p

In case all that seems like a bit of commitment, you can also give the watd tag a quick scroll and attempt to piece together its plot and themes from that. The tag's real purpose is to make people go "what the fuck is WATD even about" until they have to read it out of curiosity 😌 I would also love to hear someone's thoughts on that LOL (though I'm not sure how many questions I can answer without spoilers)

I'm assuming you came from the romantic partner headcanons, so in case you haven't seen the ones I posted before that, you might enjoy the Herobrine headcanons here, there, and here! And just for kicks, take a few We Are The Daylight doodles with some fun characterization/interactions too.

never apologize anon, you are never cluttering my inbox. I cherish feedback on my ideas and art so much ❤️❤️ I remember getting back into Minecraft in 2019 and seeing people on mineblr talking about/drawing Herobrine and realizing I was "allowed" to care about him again and how amazing it felt, and I'm honored to be passing that feeling on now :] 🫶 🫶 🫶

Bonus:

You really put in some thought in a cube game, that's for sure

you think this is some thought? you should see my ideas for the Minecraft industrial revolution (breakthroughs in and widespread adoption of redstone technology), economy, infrastructure, medicine, warfare, population distribution, and water treatment !

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Hiii! I saw you write for Charles Grey and thought I’d request smth cuz barely anyone writes for that man and I love him sm lmao😭 so my request was headcanons of Charles as a father to a really smart teenage son that is quiet but is very elegant and charming and an adorable spoiled rotten little daughter as well who has a very high strung, bossy and sassy personality, basically the stereotypical rich daddy’s girl but is a absolute sweetheart to her parents and is very close with her brother<3

Ok this is adorable. I also adore Charlie boy and I hate that nobody writes for him! Hence why I'm writing for him, because he is SO UNDERRATED. Pro tip to the other people: requesting one of the characters on my list from Black Butler, Seraph of the End, Fairy Tail, and Case Study of Vanitas is an excellent way to ensure that I'll get to your request quickly.

Charles Grey as a Father~

Surprise, surprise. Got this one off Pinterest too.

🤍💙 Charles Grey with kids is a disaster. Not in a bad way, just in the sense that he's also a child at heart. You are definitely the only responsible being in the household.

🤍💙 This man is such a doting father honestly it's enough to bring you to tears. Catch him chasing the children around the house playing tag with them whenever he doesn't have important work to do. He'll have a tea party with his daughter if she asks.

🤍💙 Speaking of the daughter, she definitely takes after her father. The minute she was old enough to talk and develop a personality, you were like "oh shit there's two of them."

🤍💙 Both children are learning to fence. It's inevitable. He will teach them swordplay. Something tells me that your daughter has a special aptitude for the art!

🤍💙 Even though his son isn't quite as energetic and wild as Charlie himself is, he's still very proud. He tells everyone that his son will one day become a scientist or something and invent a flying machine or something.

🤍💙 He will constantly brag about his children at EVERY. SINGLE. SOCIAL. GATHERING. Nobody is exempt from hearing about how his daughter is growing into such a beautiful young lady, or how his son is going to be a lady-killer when he grows up. Phipps has heard every story at least five times, and probably stopped paying attention after the third recounting.

🤍💙 Speaking of Phipps, he is the godfather and basically the uncle of these children. He comes over for lunch every other weekend and the children love him!

🤍💙 Gonna be honest, the both of you are amazed at how well your children get along. It really isn't normal for siblings to be this close (trust me, I know. I've got two of em). But, hey, at least you don't have to deal with them trying to murder each other every five seconds!

🤍💙 Family picnics every couple of weeks. Let the children (and Charlie) run around in the grass and chase the ducks. You can probably get some peace and quiet to read a book while he teaches them to play cricket. Just make sure you have a first aid kit on hand in case someone gets hurt!

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Hey there! Can you please do a headcanon of (gojo, namani, toge) where they get drunk and act like a baby. [it's my first time requesting so..if i did anything wrong. I apologise (ー_ー゛) ]

when they drink a little too much

A/N: hi, bubs! Thank you so much for your request– you did it right, don't worry! I really hope you enjoy the reading, I had so much fun writing it! ♡ feedback and reblogs are appreciated ♡

warnings: SFW, fluff, crack (?), drunk characters, gojo who needs his own warning

tagging: @fiona782 @savantsoulfinder @angeldlust @getomybeloved @kocoir

Satoru Gojou

this man starts whining... a lot;

it's kinda cute, you know;

I mean is so different, when he's sober he enjoys to tease you everytime he wants (cuz, apparently, this is his love language);

But when he's drunk, this man turns out to be a big baby, not the teaser you're used to deal;

"y/nnnnn..." he would cry your name after some (or a lots) beer "don't goooo" like you were going away for some reason;

but you were just going to the bathroom (at the house you lived together);

"I'm not going anywhere, Satoru" "but-but you're leaving" "I'm not" "then where are you going?" "To the bathroom";

ends up going to the bathroom with you and sits on the ground while he waits you to do your thing;

his head stands against the wall, numb eyes and some locks of his white hair glued on his sweaty forehead as he stares at you, he looks handsome as ever;

but you know that look on his face, he's up to something;

"What?" "I love you, y/n" "I love you too, satoru, baby" "but you were leaving..." "I just wanted to pee!!!"

then he confesses himself a few more times before he feels dizzy and you help him to take a bath;

"Let's wash this hair and then eat some soup, okay?" "Okay...mmm" "Satoru?" "Hi..?" "What's happening there?" "I'm so lucky I have you, y/n, please don't leave me." "I won't, baby.";

then he will start snoring because he probably fell asleep with you kneading his locks with shampoo and moisturizer;

such a big baby (but no one knows this side of his);

Nanami Kento

our work man doesn't drink that much, however, when he does have a little too much alcohol, his behavior will change a bit;

he's the silent kind of drunk, not the sad one, no, but Nanami will stay a little quieter than normal;

yet, his urge to be around you– or you to be around him– will increase deeply;

so after a hard day of work, when you two decided to have a special dinner and some glasses of wine, expect him to keep staring deeply at you;

"What?" you might ask him when his hands are playing with your fingers, like he's oddly distracted;

"Ugh?" "Kento, are you drunk?" "Nah, you know I'm not" "then why are you..." "y/n, come here, you're too far away from me for my taste";

by the end of the night you will be settled on his laps while you two rest on your couch, he will have his arms wrapped around you– as you were to run, but we all know you wouldn't move away from him– and his chin on your shoulders;

clingy man~

"Kento, you are drunk" "why would you think of that?" "You are clingier than usual" "so should I stop hugging my precious s/o?" "Don't you dare";

sometimes you'll even see those pretty pouty lips of his when you mock him because of his change of behavior;

will fall asleep with you in his arms and won't let you go, even if it is apparently uncomfortable to him;

wakes up in the morning with a smile (even with the headaches and nausea) and thanks you for last night;

"Thank you for taking care of me, y/n. I love you."

Inumaki Toge

Toge is a little different;

Our boy will become more... hectic;

You realize it everytime when you go out and his usual calm and peaceful demeanor changes a bit by bit;

It's like he's shaking and had a lot of energy inside his body that needed to be released;

And he would do it with you by his side–otherwise, what's the point of doing it alone?

One day, you two went out and had some drinks (some? A LOTS of drinks);

When you wondered if he was okay, he nodded in a hurry and caught your hands "salmon";

"Toge-" "Tuna" "are you drunk?" He nodded in denial again and you recognized the light in his eyes. He was drunk;

He signed to you again, "i want to dance" "what?!" "with you";

His smile grew wilder when music begun louder on your ears "I don't know how to dance, Toge"

"Please, for me" He signed again, puppy eyes to you. How could you ever resist him? "It's only you";

"Okay" you laughed and then matched your movements with his, now he spoke only with onigiri ingredients and not with sign language. "Okaka!" You two laughed together;

will hug you tight after the dance and stay closer to you when you look for a place to sit down and rest– and eat something, baby;

Will rest his head on your shoulder and then hold your hand the whole time, expect to walk back home with him almost being carried on your back like a panda <3;

Baby boy loves to be around you and, even if he doesn't show it to you when sober, this side of his will pop up eventually when drunk;

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I know you’re busy so feel free to delete this request but I was wondering if I could get an HC of how the dogs would confess their undying love for you? Lol I specially orange, white, and blonde cuz I have a soft spot for them! ♥️🥰

Hey anon! I hope it's okay for me to write just for Orange, White, and Blonde in these headcanons due to my schedule. Is that okay? I'm really sorry if it isn't, and please let me know and I'll fix it if that's the case. But yessss, I love this idea! Man, all of you come up with such excellent fics I'd never think up on my own! I also included some songs that I thought fit these confessions perfectly, I hope that’s okay. Let's get right into it then! I only have two more reqs in my inbox left, so hopefully I can get those done soon too!

Fandom: Reservoir Dogs

Genre: Requested Headcanons and romantic relationship

Synopsis: You are at the forefront of Blonde, White, and Orange's confessions of love, which you didn't expect whatsoever!

Trigger Warnings: Age gap in Mr. White's headcanons and swearing, but nothing else!

MR. BLONDE/VIC VEGA ( The Longest Time by Billy Joel )

This is certainly going to be interesting, I'll tell you that! Most of the Dogs didn't expect Blonde to be the type to fall so head over heels for someone, what with his psychotic personality and tendency towards violence--nonetheless you, the sweetest little thing they'd ever met.

Even he was unsure of your reaction, lost in his own newfound feelings of love and admiration for you. Nothing like this had ever happened to him, crushes yes but never infatuation to this degree. To be honest, it terrifies him. You make him second guess himself, empower and frighten him with how you hold him in the palm of your hand.

He was very good at not letting it show, however. Blonde's just his usual charismatic self around you. His flirtations are subtle, enough so that you don't necessarily pick up on them straight away. He isn't obvious, that's for sure.

Eventually though, it got to the point where he couldn't keep it inside anymore. He longed to touch you, hold you in his arms, kiss you, and make you his. The desire was so overwhelming it knocked him onto his ass, literally. Vic decided shortly later that he had to tell you, even despite the risk of rejection.

The confession came when he pulled you aside for a moment on an outing with the Dogs at Pat and Lorraine's Café. You'd just finished a massive plate of steaming pancakes and you were feeling fantastic. He'd asked you to tag along outside with him for a smoke. Even if you don't, you still go along.

In the front of the café, he lights up, then gathers himself. You can tell something is off, but what you don't know. You let him ramble for a few moments, before finally asking him what was going on. And there it came, a confession of undying love for you.

" What's wrong is that I'm in fuckin' love with ya, Y/N. Absolutely heads over heels, on my ass and breathlessly in love. The problem is that you're so damn out of my league, baby. I could never have a chance with a gorgeous gal/smoking guy/hot thing like you--!"

You cut him off by tearing the cigarette out of his lips and slamming yours onto his in a passionate kiss. His baby blue eyes go wide, but he takes it all into stride and returns it. And he holds you, heart racing and knowing that nothing could tear you two apart.

MR. WHITE/LARRY DIMMICK ( I Only Want to Be With You by Dusty Springfield )

Unlike Blondie, White recognizes how he's feeling way before you or the other Dogs do. He's had enough experience in the field of romance to know when he's falling in love, so he isn't afraid or worried. Rather, he's taken aback with himself. You are considerably younger than he is both physically and mentally, and you two come from completely different backgrounds. So he's nervous over how you'd take all that in along with his confession.

He confides in the ResDogs after his realization, and they're understandably surprised too. Pink and Blonde try to discourage him by pointing out the contrasts between you two. Orange, Blue, Eddie, and Brown are supportive though, and Joe is apathetic. He takes all of their advice with a grain of salt, especially the disbelievers. At the end of the day, he knows he has to come to it on his own within himself.

It takes awhile though, I won't lie to you. Larry's feelings only grow stronger every day that passes. Whenever he closes his eyes he sees you. His brain is constantly filled by mental snapshots of you. He hears your voice in the back of his head, like a favourite song. You are his whole world now, all he wants to do is be with you, be yours, and have you as his in every way.

He's not flirty like Blonde though, at least not in the typical way you'd think. It's more of a chemistry thing, a projection of good vibes from him. To you, it's totally alluring and irresistible, and you want nothing more to be around him. You two zero in on each other, the whole world drowned out as you talk.

It's in one of these moments that he confesses, suddenly and stupidly he feels. White was just so engaged in the conversation and the love he was feeling for you that it all came out. The Dogs stop everything they were doing, staring on at you two in that moment. You're so lost in what's happening that you don't even notice. But what you do know is that your feelings are being expressed through him right then and there.

" You mean everything to me, Y/N, and I love you so much. I only want to be with you, kiddo. I can't even express what you do to me, you've just changed me forever..."

It seems like hours that pass when the silence hits you both, but in actuality it was only minutes. You feel your world caving in beneath you in a good way, being sent into a spiral of realization and returned love. You only leaned into his chest, letting him hold you to his heart in response. From that point forward, you two were together.

MR. ORANGE/FREDDY NEWANDYKE ( Can't Take My Eyes Off of You by Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons )

Okay, Freddy is going to be the wild card in these headcanons. Unlike Blonde and White, you'll know straight away that this sweet boy has fallen for you. He doesn't really know how to hide his feelings towards you, only how to reign them into a point that wouldn't make you overtly uncomfortable or push you away. He loves you but he isn't going to pressure you into anything you don't want to do, that isn't his intention whatsoever.

He fell for you the minute he met you, there’s no glossing over that fact. You were just so charming, bright, good looking, and positive, it would have been contrary if a schoolboy crush hadn’t been sparked within him because of you. He’s had MANY crushes before, but there was something about you that was different than those previous times. Just that little edge, that little sparkle that separated you in your own class. Over time, that crush morphed into full blown love, despite how short that development was. He found himself constantly thinking of you, wanting to be with you and a better person when he was around you.

The Dogs could tell right away too, they knew that there was going to be attraction the minute Orange and you became friends. Sometimes they tease him over it when you’re absent, poking fun at him for being a lovesick puppy, laughing that he’s being such a suck towards you. And goddamn is that true, Freddy is so clingy and attentive to you. You both are joined at the hip, having a great time wherever you go. Personally, you were flattered by his kindness and cute devotion to you. You too felt love blossoming inside you for Freddy, though it was more gradual in your case.

For awhile, you two remain good friends and nothing more. Soon enough, Freddy and you are two peas in a pod, closer than you even realized. You knew each other’s favourite things, fears, insecurities, weird habits, what made you laugh or cry or annoyed, and above all, you both knew deep down that you loved each other. It was the circumstances and your own personal convictions and reservations that prevented you from getting together immediately. This cycle goes on for a long time, months and months until Orange can’t take it anymore. He can’t imagine life without you, and the lines in your relationship were dangerously beginning to blur from platonic to romantic for the two of you. It was all moving so fast, the feelings big like an untameable beast rearing it’s head in your guts.

The day that he confessed to you, Freddy wasn’t in a good place. He’d had a trying, hard, and drawn out day, and he didn’t know how to handle it. He broke down on your doorstep, falling into your arms and bursting into quiet sobs. It was heartbreaking to see him so frayed, so you brought him in not knowing what else to do. After you got him settled on the couch and drinking hot cocoa, you wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug. You weren’t fully sure, but you figured that everything was just too hard for him to take anymore—especially his deeply rooted love for you. You asked him if that was the case to which he gave up and admitted it.

“ I’m so done with pretending I don’t love you, Y/N. I don’t want to be friends anymore, I don’t want to be buddies, I don’t even want to be friends with benefits. I just want you to feel what I feel. And what I feel is commitment, respect, and pure love for you. I want you to love me. Please… don’t turn away from me anymore…”

And you don’t. Slowly, you two let yourselves shuffle closer, finding each other’s lips and rubbing noses together. Then in a sudden moment, you were kissing. A lot of things made sense in that moment, things you hadn’t figured out the answer to or even known you needed clarity for. It all came to you in a flash, like it was right under your nose. Freddy loved you and you loved him. That was all you truly understood for certain, and you weren’t going to let yourself forget it.

I hope that these were all okay, and again, please let me know if they weren’t what you had in mind and I will gladly fix them up to be satisfactory! Thank you again anon for your req, it was so much fun to do! And thanks to everyone for all your patience with this little blog, I wouldn’t be where I am today without you all, sappy as that may sound. So thank you so much! Love and safe hugs to all of you, and I’m keeping you in my thoughts! Stay tuned for more updates, slow as they may fucking be. Ciao!

[ray-ray-writings]

drabble idea: after Wilbur is killed by Phil, Fundy finds a smol arctic fox hybrid reader and cuz they're both foxes and the hybrid child looks abandoned, he adopts them. Then Ghostbur shows up and Fundy doesn't want him to have anything to do with his child. maybe some other relationships for fluff??? i'm just craving this rn -💍

So imagines won right? I sit down and go to write the imagine, and I just end up staring at a blank screen for what felt like forever. I know I said I would give you the option but I honestly couldn’t put anything in my brain for it. And because I spent so long staring at it, I lost a lot of time and so this is the only post for tonight…. I feel so bad. I’m sorry guys, I should have more stuff tomorrow. <3

TW: Parental abandonment.

This idea is so cute though. 

So we all know that Wilbur wasn’t the best father. He really messed Fundy up and gave him some of those good good daddy issues to where he has a hard time trusting people. But I think that he would be out on a walk, clearing his mind, trying to think of anything but his father. He’d be in a snowy biome when he hears footsteps. At first he thinks it’s a mob of some kind, so he draws his weapon and creeps toward the sound. He catches sight of something white and at first he thinks it’s a skeleton, but then the thing moves again and he can very clearly see it’s an ear, a white fluffy ear… That’s odd. “Hello?” he finally decides to call out. There is a small squeak and a lot of rustling. When he wasn’t attacked, he figured it safe to move forward. He carefully approached and as he pushed some of the bushes out of the way to reveal a small child. In one quick glance he could tell this was no ordinary child. It was an arctic fox hybrid, the fluffy white ears and tail a dead give away. In his glance, he could also tell this child was in rough shape. Their clothes were tattered and torn allowing him to see just how skinny they were. His heart ached for the poor child, “Hello little one,” he greets softly, “What are you doing out here?” 

You’d been on your own for a really really long time now. Your parents had brought you out here, told you to stay put, and left. You listened and so you waited for them to come back. But as the days went on, you began to understand what had happened. But nevertheless, you sat there and waited. Munching on the berries of the bushes, but it never quite fills your stomach. One day as you’re moving from bush to bush, a voice calls out. It startles you and you can’t help but let out a squeak as you fall to the ground in surprise. The bushes shuffle a bit and from over the top you find an orange headed man peering at you curiously. His eyes scan you quickly before he speaks, “Hello little one,” his voice soft and comforting as he speaks, “What are you doing out here?” You give him a little shrug and allow yourself to look him up and down. You’re heart thuds a little faster as you notice that he is also a fox hybrid with orange and black ears, an orange and white tail, and sharp canines poking out from his lips. “Where are you parents?” he tries again. Again, you give a little shrug and figuring you can trust this man, you speak, “Gone… Let me here.” His heart breaks at your sad and defeated tone. “They left you here? All by yourself? When did they leave?” Another shrug, “Two… three….. Weeks.” you mumble, looking down to the berry bushes, your fingers grazing them carefully. Fundy’s heart burns in anger as he thinks about how horrible your parents were for leaving their obviously amazing child to die in the woods. He’s about to speak when your stomach grumbles loudly causing you to flush in embarrassment. “Hungry?” Fundy asks, then mentally smacks himself. Of course you’re hungry your stomach just rumbled. But you nod sheepishly, still plucking at the leaves. “How would you like to come home with me. I can fix you up some fish. I have lots of fish at my house. You could eat as much as you’d like and you could stay as long as you want.” Not even caring if this guy was lying to you, you accept his offer, simply desperate to get out of the woods. Your head slowly rises from the bushes as you stare at Fundy who is smiling at you ever so softly with an outstretched hand. Carefully you raise your own arm and gently rest your hand in his, shivering at the warmth that spreads throughout your palm. “Let’s get going then kiddo.” 

Fundy leads you out of the forest and towards his house. As you two walk, you two talk… Well he does a lot of the talking and you give small answers here and there. You tell him your name and he tells you his. He talks about where you’re going and how it’s extremely safe there and how he thinks you’ll like it. He leads you inside his house, sits you at the table, before making up some fish for you and him. He places the plate down in front of you and before he can sit to eat his own meal, yours is finished. To say he’s shocked is an understatement, but he quickly remembers you were out in the forest all alone for two to three weeks, maybe longer with nothing but berries. You’re looking at him super embarrassed, like you want to ask for more but are too scared too. “Hey, it’s okay,” he soothes, walking back over to you, setting his own plate down in front of you, picking up the empty one, “You don’t have to feel bad. Like I said, I have plenty of fish, eat as much as you like.” And so you do. You eat until you’re so full you can barely move. Your eyes are sleepily closing and then jerking back open as you try to force yourself to stay awake. Fundy notices this and laughs quietly to himself. Your eyes close for a little while, giving Fundy enough time to put his plan into action. He quickly stands up, moves to you, picks you up, and carries you to his bed. He carefully lays you down, tucks you in, and presses a kiss to the top of your head. “Sleep well darling,” he mumbles, not thinking much of it. “Thanks dad” you mumble back, clearly out of it. But the simple word stops Fundy’s heart before a huge smile grows on his face. He decides that he wants you to be his child, if you want. He can feel a connection and a strong desire to care and love for you and he wants to be that strong father figure that he himself did not have. The next morning when you wake up, you don’t remember what you said obviously. You also plan to leave and go back to the forest. You would thank Fundy for feeding you but you already feel you've overstayed your welcome. You make your way down to the kitchen, ready to tell the man who saved you, who you don’t want to leave, goodbye. Fundy is standing over the stove and at the sound of your footsteps his head turns and he grins brightly at you, “Hey kiddo! Have a seat! Eggs are almost done! I hope you like them scrambled!” Not wanting him to feel bad, you do as you’re told and decide to tell him after breakfast. True to his word, the eggs don’t take that much longer and soon he’s served you some eggs. You two eat together, talking a bit about how you both slept and stuff. And after you’re done, you’re just about to tell him but then he begins to tell you about his plans for the day and asks if you want to tag along and you do. You really do. It is then you decide that you’ll stay until Fundy asks you to leave, and if that means you’re staying forever… So be it. 

Okay on to some more general headcanons and less plot type stuff haha

You two help each other in grooming your ears and tails all the time. I feel like they can be hard to get perfectly clean by yourself so you two do it together as a bonding activity. You would do Fundy’s first because it takes less time. Fundy does a lot of it and you just get the hard to reach spots and stuff, and makes sure there is no spot left unclean. However, when it’s your turn, Fundy takes complete control. He will make you just sit there and let him groom and take care of you. He is so careful as he does it. He cleans your ears and your tail carefully, making sure no dirt is left. And then he takes the time to carefully brush out the hair and make it very soft and very fluffy. It feels so nice. I would imagine you didn’t have the nicest parents, they literally left you in a forest to die, so you never got this special treatment or attention for your ears or tail. So the first time you two did this, you would be so confused. You didn’t understand what was happening or why you were being treated so kindly, which broke Fundy’s heart. I feel that’s also partly why he doesn’t let you help because he wants to make sure that you know that you will be loved and cared for as long as he’s in your life. 

So that being said, you two are so affectionate with each other. Like you curl up together and cuddle on the couch all the time. It has a lot to do with the fox side of both of you. It feels really nice to be pressed against family of your own ‘breed’ so to speak. A lot of the time it’s a lot of you sitting on his lap or laying on top him while he holds you tightly. Again, he wants to make sure that you feel loved and wanted. 

I feel like it wouldn’t take you long to call him dad. Like you accidentally did the first night, but you weren’t really awake for it. But I do feel like it would be a slip of the tongue on your part again. Just he does something for you and you give a quick “thanks dad” before you dead stop and stare at him. His eyes are also wide and filling with tears. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to call you that. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. It just that you have taken care of me from the moment I got here and I--” Fundy would cut you off by pulling you into a tight hug. “It’s okay Y/N. It really is. It would be an honor if you called me your father” he tells you. Your heart soars in your chest as you hug him back. “Okay… Thank you dad.” You two go to sleep that night with the biggest smiles on your faces that you’ve ever had.

…….. Speaking of dads….. Ghostbur comes back. One day there is a knock on the door. You’re both confused because no one should be coming over to your knowledge. But Fundy gets up and he opens the door and his confusion turns into anger. “What are you doing here?” He spits out. You slowly make your way to the front room, hiding behind a wall but peeking your head around the corner to see what was happening. There in front of your father stood an extremely pale man in a yellow sweater and a red beanie. “Hello Fundy!” the man greets, oblivious to Fundy’s harsh tone, “I came to visit you! I wanted to see my son!” A gasp catches in your throat, this was your dad’s dad. He hadn’t told you much about him, he just told you that he used to be close with his father but as he grew more obsessed with politics, that bond broke bit by bit until it was completely severed by his death. “Well that sucks because I don’t want to see you. Go away now” Fundy snaps back, waving him off. Ghostbur catches his harsh tone now and a frown settles on his face, “Fundy please. I want to talk. I want to mend what was broken. You’re my son and-” “And nothing. You should have thought about that before you went and blew up our nation and then got stabbed by grandpa… So goodbye now.” Fundy moves out of the doorway and goes to close the door. When he moved out of the doorway though, he accidentally gives Ghostbur a direct line of sight of you peeking around the corner. He lets out a gasp and points, “Fundy who’s that.” Fundy looks over his shoulder and pales a little but because oh fuck. This is the last thing he wanted to happen. He clears his throat and looks back to the ghost of his father. “That’s Y/N… My kid” “I have a grandchild?” “No you don’t because you are no father of mine. Now if you’ll excuse me” and before Ghostbur can respond, Fundy has slammed the door closed. You’re a little worried as to what he’s going to say to you so you speak first after you walk all the way in, “I’m sorry” you whisper. “No, no, no baby. It’s okay. It’s not your fault. Don’t worry about it.” The rest of the day, Fundy is a little off. He tries to act normal but you can tell something is off. You don’t call him out on it though, you just let him do him. 

But yeah. Fundy does everything in his power to keep you away from Ghostbur. He does not care a single bit if Ghostbur isn’t Wilbur, they were both still his father that practically abandoned him and so therefore he will not be around his child. His child will only be surrounded by those who love them unconditionally and will always love them. If you and him are out and public and Ghostbur appears, Fundy will take you back home. He doesn’t care if what he is doing is super important, he will leave and take you home. He also will not let Ghostbur in his home. Ghostbur does show up occasionally, hoping to catch another glance of you, but Fundy barely opens the door to the point where Ghostbur can hardly see him. Fundy will let Phil, Techno, and Tommy see you occasionally which hurts Ghostbur a lot, but there is nothing he can do about it. Fundy does not want his ghost father to be anywhere near his child. 

But Fundy would be an amazing father. He knows what it’s like to be/feel abandoned by a parent and to feel ignored in a world full of family. So he makes sure you never feel like that. He loves you so much and makes sure you know that. Fundy would do anything for you, give anything for you. He loves you so much. His precious baby child. 

Okay that ending sucked lololol. Again, I’m very sorry that this is the only post tonight. I got a much later start than I planned and it fucked everything. I’ll see you guys with more content tomorrow though (hopefully).

[jakeperalta]

Yes I agree with everything you said! Now that I think of it..I always read a lot of summer romance type books or set during the summer. Haha with the name thing..for a while it just felt like the book was following me or something. With these books..I guess maybe it just felt like I read it at the right time in my life or like this book was for me..which made it special and it was something I could relate to in my real life which maybe usually other people can't. One of them tells a full story which helped me grieve at the time and the other one is like getting thru the loss..and I read it at the right time for that too. I get why some people wouldn't like them..I didn't think it was perfect either..but I could just relate to it. Like with the Stepping Off Place..it had more characters and somehow I felt like I was every character..then I started making up headcanons or extra scenes or references to other things in my life too..sort of putting myself in all the characters. I remember reading a quote on your blog in the grief tag that said..it helps you heal to see characters go through something you went through so I always think of that too. I also think Stepping off Place would make a great movie..kinda similar to All the Bright Places or Looking For Alaska. Ever since Taylor said she was writing a movie..that inspired me and ive been thinking about this lol but of course this is specific to me and other people might not like it or disagree with stuff I added idk. My sister has been kinda working on her own movie too so we have been bonding over that lately lol. I'm not sure about If He Had Been With Me..if it would translate as well but I would want that too. It has more of an old fashioned vibe to me I think cuz it reminds me of Flipped maybe..so maybe like that and the other is more modern..and that might influence which one you like more and they're kinda similar. They both also fit the Folklore love triangle in a way more with liking two people at the same time..which is something I also relate to so I appreciate that perspective lol. This is just to give you more info why I liked it or what it meant to me..and if you are interested..but I'm glad you care about my recommendations! Please recommend me some good books as well!

I love when it feels like you read the exact right book at the right time for you and it's as though the author has put your feelings into words — for me a couple like that were Writers & Lovers by Lily King (fairly recently) and All the Bright Places and When We Collided back when I was a teen. It's always interesting to know why people enjoyed with a book beyond just things like good writing, I'll have to read both and see which one I connect with more. Also that's so cool that you're thinking about movie writing (with tour and rerecords going on I keep forgetting that we've got Taylor's movie coming up at some point!) I think when it's with ideas that feel really specific to you those can often be the kinds of stories that actually resonate strongly with someone else who's had a similar experience or feeling!