#all of that. its gotta get to him sometimes

[starry-stay-s]

Family of 4 turns to family of 5...?

☆Sylus xnonmc! reader

☆girl dad Sylus💪

☆fluff, suggestive moment or two

☆authors note; ok so im gonna say this here but I may add it to my about me page, but all of the pics I make will tend to have a curly haired reader as its underrepresented in many fandoms and as someone will curls, I gotta be strong and write for those looking for it💪; working on some other works rn so bear(?) with me pls

☆warnings; children ig?, curly haired reader and daughter

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Ever since you married Sylus, you decided it'd be best to be a housewife. Sure, you loved your job and it's made good money, but logically you had no need for it. No need for the stressful written reports coworkers who were far too stubborn(and frankly, stupid) for their own good, only causing you more stress. And let's be honest here, Sylus's bank account will run dry when pigs fly, so why not bask in relaxation at home.

Ever since making this decision, you've slowly adjusted to his sleep schedule. Becoming more and more of a night owl every day. Yes, it wad a bit hard at first but now it's almost as if this had always been your schedule. While Sylus when to meetings, deals, auctions he deemed to dangerous for you, you cleaned the base, cooked for you(and the twins if they weren't with Sylus), and then simply did nothing.

Yep, absolutely nothing but lay on the couch, bed, whatever you deemed worthy that day. Sometimes you'd watch a show you've been wanting to cus never had time for, or a new movie, or read a book from your tragically long to be read list. And sometimes, when you were in an especially good mood, you'd go to your favorite café and go on a mini shopping spree, often buying things for Sylus, the twins and Mephisto, who you've come to peaceful terms with.

It was amazing, truly, finally getting relaxation as you got to do anything and everything you pleased, having your beloved come home everyday and grettjng you with a hug and kiss. And God don't even get started on how much Sylus loved this new arrangement. Knowing his kitten was at home waiting for him to return safely everyday as she got to be greedy and do whatever she pleased, it satisfied something deep within him.

It's been a about 7 months since the wedding and everything is fine, you've both long settled into this new routine. But you can't help but start to feel a little lonely. Sure, sometimes the twins are home, but they're usually off doing their own mischief. Mephisto stayed most of the times too but he was usually far too occupied with finding new additions for his hoard. And Sylus was usually out on business, doing who knows what who knows where.

You let your thoughts wander one day as you're cooking dinner for the 4 of you, yes the twins included because they're practically your children. Children, huh? Surr you weren't anywhere near being blood related but you cared for them like a mother would, making sure Sylus wouldn't punish them too harshly for one of their regular pranks and mischief, sometimes even getting in on it yourself. Thinking about it now, you and Sylus haven't really touched on that topic yet.

Would he want children? Did you want children? Would you be able to raise them here in the N109 Zone without putting them in danger? So many thoughts and insecurities clouded your mind as you continue cooking, not hearing the door open.

As you stir the pot, a pair of warm arms embrace you from behind. You shake your head clear of your thoughts, though some linger in the back of your head. You look back over your shoulder to meet Sylus's gaze. Smiling you turn back around to ensure dinner isn't burned.

"Welcome home, baby." You say as he nuzzles hus head into the crook of your neck, inhaling your warm and familiar scent. He let's out a soft hum, akin to a low purring that you feel rumbles his chest. He places feather light kisses on your neck, not saying anything but he didn't need too. On days like this he just needed to hold you, to remember that you're home and safe, that everything he does is for you, that even the rough days are worth it when he sees you at home, making dinner or seeing the charges on his card from your usual stores.

You turn off the stove, dinner done but wanting to be held a bit more. You lean back into him, laying your hands on his and his trails soft kisses up higher and higher until he finally reached your lips. The kiss is deep, slow as if hes trying to memorize every line and curve of your lips.

He pulls away and looks into your eyes again, and you can't help but imagine having a mini Sylus running around, with his silver locks and ruby red eyes. You try to stop thinking about it, but you can't, maybe you'd been seeing too many cute baby tiktoks, but you suddenly have this urge to just have his children. He notices thoughts fogging your mind.

"Whats wrong, sweetie? You know you can tell me anything." He says softly, searching your eyes for any clue as to what you're thinking about. If only he knew you were thinking about jumping his bones until Chinas birth rates skyrocket-

"I've been... thinking about us. And how maybe instead of it being the four of us it could be... five." You say hesitantly, unsure of his reaction. You quickly look away and busy yourself with plating the food, slipping through his arms, leaving them limp at his side as he stares at you, eyes wider than usual. As you place the plates on the table and are about to call Luke and Kieran, he grabs your wrist gently.

"Are you saying... you want a child with me?" He asks softly, you turn to look at him and see the vulnerability in his eyes. The way he waits for your response, pupils blown wide and jaw slack, makes you smile.

"Yeah, I am, is that a problem?" You say with a nod, meeting his gaze. He shakes his head and just stares for a while, his expression of pure devotion like you just told him you hung up stars and moon yourself. You lead him to his chair and sit him down as he continues to star at you with the same look, calling out for the twins to come join you two. You hear a clambering wave of footsteps as they come from who knows where and stop in front of you, out of breath and mock saluting.

"Thank you, Mrs. Bossman" they say in their usual perfect harmony before settling down at their respective seats, you joining them. As you all eat, Sylus's eyes never leave you, his expression has changed to mask what he was feeling but you could still tell by that glint in his eyes. The twins talk most of the time per usual, about what the did and what they wanna do, as they stuff their faces. Sometimes it genuinely concerns you that anything you make them could become a choking hazard if it's them who's eating it. You add comments every now and then, getting up when everyone has finished and moving the dishes to thre sink. The twins thank you once more before running off, back to their usual shenanigans. Sylus moves silently beside you, helping you do the dishes.

You use a kitchen towel to dry your hands, passing it to Sylus when youre done. You stand there, leaning your hip against the counter, facing him with loosely crossed arms. He sets the towel back where it was before and watches you before gently speaking.

"So, children, huh, kitten? If that's what you wanted you could've told me sooner, you know your wish is my command." He says.

"I know, its just I didn't really think much about it until recently and... I dont know, I guess I was scared to mention it to you." You respond quietly, your eyes averting from his.

"What did you think id say, sweetie? I may be the big bad bossman of Onychinus to everyone else, but to you im just Sylus." He uses two fingers to gently grab your chin and turns you towards him, your eyes meeting again.

"I know, I know. But... would you want children with me?" You say with uncertainty.

"I thought you'd never ask, kitten. I want anything you're willing to give me, and if children is one then id gladly take all of them." He quietly affirms, his gaze intense but loving.

"All of them? It's not I'm not giving you a whole soccer team." You say, smiling with a playful tone.

"Pity, I was hoping for two so they can compete against the other." he says with his usual smirk, tone teasing as he slowly embraces you.

You giggle and lean into him, your weight. comfortable weight against him. He kisses your head and quickly picks you up, placing you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing. You gasp in shock, clinging onto whatever you could as you laughed.

"Sylus, put me down! Where are you taking me?" You ask, softly hitting his back. He continues walking through the house as he chuckles.

"To get started on making our two soccer teams." He says and you could practically hear his smug grin. You continue hitting his back and laughing. He opens the door to your shred bedroom and lays you on the bed, crawling over you and kissing your lips gently as you hear him lock the door with his evol.

"Make my time worth it and we'll see about the soccer teams." You say gently against his lips. Hi smirks and presses his weight against you, your lips slotting against each other.

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Four years later you find yourself bathing your daughter, Nora, as Sylus sets everything she needs for after in yours and Sylus's shared room. She giggles in the bath, playing with the bubbles, face covered in them as she tried getting them on you too. Soon you burst her bubble(pun intended, please laugh) and get her out of the bath, ending her fun. You wrap her in her dragon hooded towel that she says looks just like her papa. AS you carry her out, your meet with the sigh of Sylus carefully arranging her pajamas. You smile and set her down, drying her completely before having Sylus get her dressed. She giggled the whole time, enjoying his attention. You went to find her brush and handed it to Sylus, as she refused to let you do her hair after bath time.

He gently brushed through the wet curls as she babbled on about what she was playing in the tub with you. He nodded along, listening attentively as if it was the most important business deal. He gently styles her curls as she continue, talking about whatever comes to her mind. Once he's done he gently puts on her bonnet, kissing her now mostly covered forehead. She jumps up and smiles, tackling him in a hug. He dramatically falls down on the bed, her laying on top of him, letting her play around with him, a soft smile on his face, his gaze soft as he watches her.

You watch quietly as you finish getting ready for bed yourself. You sneak up on her, quickly picking her up and spinning in a circle. She squeals, her adorable laughter filling the air, her dimples on full display.

"Papa! Save meeee!" She screams, giggling as you carry her away and to her room to put her to bed.

"Im coming, princess." He says as he follows you in a light jog. You look back and immediately walk away faster, smiling.

"I dont think so, this is my pretty princess!" You say as you make it into her room, her flailing in her arms as she waits for Sylus, who walks in mere seconds later.

"Hand over my dear princess before I take drastic measures." He says, standing just beyond the rooms doorway. You pretend to think about it as your daughter looks at you, eyes just as ruby as Sylus's wide with hope.

"Mm, I dont think so, I think I'll keep her to myself."

"You've left me no choice." He says, smirking and sending a small chill down your spine. The next thing you know his evol is pulling Nora out of your arms and behind him as he tickles you. You gasp and panic, trying to escape the attack, laughter filling the air.

"DAmmit, Sylus, let go!" You say through gasps of breath, trying not to die as he continues the assault, your daughter finding your suffering enjoyable as she laughs as well. He only lets go after a few more moments, tear falling out the corners of your eyes as you gasp to catch your breath, bunched over. He grabs your daughter and hold her tightly, kissing her cheek.

"My beloved princess is saved, did I do well, your highness?" he says to her, still playing along as your daughter lets out a final giggle and nods.

"Very good papa, you defeated the monster! So you have the honor of reading my bedtime story." She says matter of factly, already willing out of his arms, past you and into her bed. She gets under the covers and lays down, waiting for Sylus to follow and read to her. He chuckles and follows, sitting in the chair beside her bed for this sole purpose. He grabs the book she always asks for, about a princess being saved by the dragon instead of the prince. He looks over at you, who's barely recovering from the brutal attack. You glare at him, though there's no real heat behind it as you walk closer and kiss your daughters head.

"Goodnight, Nora. Sweet dreams, and only one story alright?" You say softly, staring at her lovingly as you wait for her answer.

"Yes, mama! Night night!" She says with a nod, practically shooing you away so she can have time with her father. You chuckle and walk out the room, settling into yours and Sylus's bed.

Once you leave the room, Sylus begins the story hes read at least a million times. Now Nora always has two reactions to the story; once, she asks Sylus to read it over and over again, and he does because for his daughter, hes a weak man, her ultimate weapon her pout and puppy eyes. Or two, she falls asleep to the low sound of Sylus's voice, a noise so comforting for her that she can't help but become sleepy before he's even halfway through the story. When this happens, he finishes the story, though he knows shes asleep, because he know she'll wake if he doesn't(it happened one too many times and hes finally learned his lesson)

This night sits the latter, her big crimson eyes drifting closed as hes only half way done reading. He continues in a softer voice now, ending the story and kissing her forehead, his whisper a breath.

"Goodnight, my princess. I love you dearly, sweet dreams." He puts the book back quietly and fixes her blanket before staring at her. Her little pink bonnet securely covered her silver curls, the ones you so diligently taught him how to care for and style. Her eyes, now closed but a perfect copy of his, her lips full and plush just like his as well. He quietly chuckles, thinking about how your genes didn't even bother fighting. He gets up with a small smile, making his way to your bed.

There you lie half awake, wanting to wait for him but exhaustion from the day catching up far more quickly than intended. You barely notice him walking in, only noticing him when his arms wrapped around you from behind. He whispers into your ear softly.

"Go to sleep, kitten, im here." He continues whispering sweet nothings until you fall asleep, which doesn't take long. Once he hears your breathing even out, he settles in more and sighs, thinking about how amazing his life turned out of be.

Not once did he think this kind of domestic life was possible, but the ring on your finger and Nora were proof that even someone like him could have a happy ending.

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[mintmatcha]

Ok ok ok i gotta ask, did Beau's dad's wolf eat away at his brain because of genetic incompatibility/physical illness or did it have a more mental or paranormal cause?? Like if a werewolf was resisting changing or rejecting their wolf so badly that the two parts of themselves fought to the death? Sorry for the rambliness i've had a lot of thoughts about Beau's dad since you mentioned him.

I think the answer is that no one really knows. It's just... something that happens sometimes. I think it's mostly genetic-- part of me thinks Beau even has an uncle that didn't even get the werewolf gene at all. maybe its the resistance to the change. maybe its just fate. beau is just... stuck, waiting to see what happens to him

[cr0g-0]

Guys so some highlights of the production i saw

(It was also outside and I also have some pictures <3)

-Marvin and Whizzer play chess during Trina's therapy. Whizzer mostly files his nails.

-Jason draws in notebooks frequently and also has a teddy bear and a starwars bed.

-Marvin holds both Trina and Whizzer close during tight knit family and it is HILARIOUS

-Whizzer hanky codes with a blue hanker chief in his right pocket. He uses it to bug marvin and its used to emphasize the line "what a joy is chastity"

-they dance most of tofl and are honestly less aggressive and rather sweet :]

-Whizzer files his nails and also plays chess with Jason in his room during Marvin's therapy.

-Mendel says its queer mr marvin <3

-Whizzer is called an asshole by marvin when hes telling jason to go to therapy

-whizzer is much sillier generally and has a headache when he remembers dinner is late

-Trina asks an audience member for help "you're just laughing" and she walks away <3

-Trina's breakdown results in her reaching into her pot for her phone to call mendel

-trina threatens marvin with a knife during the end of jasons therapy and Marvin has real fear its so funny

-mendel, jason and marvin all need and wear glasses

-trina holds jasons teddy bear during her song and its sweet

-march of the falsettos features marvin whizzer and mendel using puppets while jason wears a tutu and a propeller hat

-marriage proposal has Whizzer dying laughing behind a chair and hiding behind it for the bits about biblical times and its so funny watching him dip and laugh

-chess game is played standing up and Marvin shoves whizzer away, but never outright kicks him out. Whizzer taunted him with his hankerchief and abandons it here on out

-whizzer mopes in jasons bedroom with him during making a home and trina and mendel are lovey dovey

-jason attempts to go after marvin after marvin hits trina

Act 2

-cordelia is jewish in this production!!!! She also cooks really good and everyone eats her food earnestly its cute as hell

-everyone hates his parents has trina and marvin peaking from behind chairs and its hilarious because they go up and down

-cordelia is PREGNANT!!! (Or heavily implied to be)

-baseball game has everyone bring in lawn chairs its actually so fucking cute they match each other

-jason cant swing <\3

-mendel is friends with charlotte its so fucking cute oh my god they sit next to each other and yap and trina is miserable next to marvin and whizzer

-caroline js NOT sleeping with her boss but she is heavily considering her career paths between staying and going to ibm

-mendel puts on a sweatsuit over his normal costume and i found it funny. Also trina snacks during her bit of waiting for the lesbians

-marvin and whizzer bring raquetball bags with their raquets

-marvin puts on whizzers sweatshirt part one in what more can i say and are visible on set in the background during something bad is happening before leaving

-more raquetball had Marvin cradling Whizzer once he fell and takes him off and when Trina comes on for holding to the ground, she collects their things

-jasons teddy bear makes another appearance with Trina again

-days like this starts with whizzer being generally sleepy as all get out and Marvin and Cordelia shennanigans that were sweet as hell.

-cancelling the bar mitzvah results in jason shoving trina and mendel when he leaves, and he was more angry with his no when its mentioned to cancel it.

-something bad reprise ends with Marvin leaving in tears (very upset) and charlotte shaking her hands up at the sky and looking so upset as well and when i tell you the actors were in genuine tears i mean it you could tell they cared so much

-you gotta die sometime. He fell a lot and the teddy bear was representing death. He falls into bed, curls up, and cries for majority of jasons bar mitzvah. He is VERY stagnant and his actor was a mess and it hurt

-cordelia and charlotte notice whizzer dead first and check his pulse and jason is actively reading his prayers and YALL

-they cleared his bed on stage after he died and left just his sweatshirt and teddy bear on the bed and yall that hurt more

-marvin part two wearing whizzer's sweatshirt. What would i do DESTROYED ME. Marvin ends up curled into a ball crying with the teddy bear.

-trina and jason come out and sit beside marvin and the lesbians are in their home area and then it ends guys

This show had SUCH talented actors and you could tell they were all very emotional about it. It was phenomenal. They felt nice and sweet and like a real family and friends and it was nice to see less aggression and more playfulness

[erebus-6]

(Daniel i miss you :´( )

Daniel Ricciardo never made it into Formula 1. Maybe he got injured early, maybe he just didn’t make the cut. Now in his mid-thirties, he’s an Uber driver in Monaco, not because he has to be, but because he genuinely likes it. He chats with tourists, plays weird music, gives snacks in the back seat. The app says he has over 3,000+ 5-star ratings. Everyone loves him.

Every now and then, Daniel picks up F1 drivers. Not often. But when he does… its fun.

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Recurring Elements:

Radio: Daniel always has weird playlists on. Sometimes ABBA. Sometimes Queen. Sometimes engine sounds from 2012.

License Plate: Custom plate — “SHOEY.” No one knows what it means. He doesn't explain, lol

His car is always spotless. There’s an old Red Bull sticker half peeled on the bumper — maybe from a fan. Maybe not, also carl the alpaca is always there.

________________________

Charles is already running late.

Not for the real event — just the media one. One of those lightweight sponsor things where he stands in front and says he believes in "the engineering on the next update for the car" for fifteen minutes. He’s tired. His manager is texting in all caps. The roads are clogged with yacht people.

And somehow, his driver bailed.

So now he’s waiting outside a side street café, trying not to be recognized while a black Tesla rolls up with “DANIEL R.” on the little screen.

Uber. Of all things.

He sighs, opens the door, and climbs in.

The driver is smiling. Wayyyyyy too much.

 “Bonjour! You Charles?”

“Yeah,” Charles says slowly, taking in the man behind the wheel.

Black tee. Sunglasses. Ridiculous grin. Big curls tucked under a faded cap that says “Team Principal of Vibes.”

The music playing is Fleetwood Mac, which is... unexpected.

“Cool, cool,” the driver says, tapping the phone. “Gotta say — you look exactly like Charles Leclerc. Kinda wild.”

Charles pauses. “I am Charles Leclerc.”

Daniel blinks. “Ooooooh. No way. Crazy!”

Crazy?? Charles blinks at him, genuinely confused. “Do you not watch Formula 1?”

Daniel shrugs, making a sharp left through a tiny Monegasque alley. “Eh. I watch some. I know enough though.”

Charles stares. “You just… you don’t recognize me?”

Daniel grins. “Look, man, I meet a lot of people. You could be a crypto guy, a movie star, a really intense barista. I just drive.”

Charles isn’t sure whether to be offended or relieved.

They pass the harbor, the shadows of superyachts looming in the golden light. The music shifts — “Everywhere” starts playing. The car smells like vaguely of gummy bears. There is a small alpaca with a helmet on the dashboard and a sticker.

Charles squints at the little dashboard sticker. It’s an old Red Bull Racing logo, half-scratched, almost hidden.

 “You a fan?” he asks, nodding toward it.

Daniel glances at it and shrugs. “Guess you could say that.”

There’s something weirdly familiar about him. Like his vibe. 

But that’s ridiculous.

They pull up to the media center just as Charles gets a “WHERE ARE YOU” text.

 “You were oddly good at avoiding traffic,” Charles mutters.

 “Yeah,” Daniel says, tapping to end the ride. “I’ve… driven around here before.”

Charles stares.

Daniel just smiles and offers him a fist bump.

“Good luck with… whatever it is you do. You’ve got the posture of someone fast.”

Before Charles can respond, Daniel’s already pulling away, humming along to the radio. The taillights disappear around the corner. Just a regular Uber driver.

Charles watches the empty road.

Something about that guy felt… wrong.

Or maybe right. He didnt know.

Charles stares down at his phone.

5 stars. He hesitates. Then adds:

> “weirdly good driver. cool music. Very chill?”

He hits send.

[vampworks]

Headcannons for the Lads! Boys with a Black Mc

Rafayel: 

has and will ask to put shells and trinkets into your hair when you braid it if you keep long enough. 

I think he would grow his hair out again once you two are locked in so braiding nights are sacred in the studio. He would whisper Lemurian praises and blessing into it as he does each one.

The exhibitions yall go to are just runways for the dresses or suits he puts you in. He loves how the colors and jewerly makes the colors of your skin pop even more. He worships you and will make you shine like the divine creature you are and is loud about it

He doesn’t do portraits but there are so many paintings in the gallery filled with rich shades of brown and golds details. You can make out the your silhouette hidden somewhere in each one.

Very eclectic, the playlist you two share are filled with Rihanna,Kehlani, Frank Ocean, Nat King Cole, and Three Sacred Souls

Sing for him and he might just ascend

Sylus

The epitome of “Bottoms up”, do not threaten to dance on him cause now its a competition of who will make it not be “dancing” anymore

In the clubs, if you get toxic and spoiled with your friends. He’d stare all proud like ‘yeah I did that. They will never see another receipt in their life.

Loves watching you argue with Mephisto like he’s your own child who talking back to you

Will start tiny arguments with you just see you get petty. Make his pockets hurt, he begs you

Loves Anita Baker and Sade, He’s a sucker for when neo soul meets Jazz. Think of “Been so Long” by Anita Baker

Both he and Caleb will put you in airjail no matter where yall are and ya just gotta be alright with that. Yes,he wants you to continue fussing at him in his arms.

He like Rafayel would love you to sing for him. Recordings too please. We support the greedy here.

Caleb

Grew up doing your hair and will always been obsessed with the smell of the products (Its you and the products but anyways)  Keeps a set of them all at his place for when you come over. Will smell em like candles when he misses you. It's like a reward.

Will fight sleep violently when you do his hair for him. His scalp masseuse, aka you, is holding back giggles as his head jerks every few minutes.

Learned to cook the stuff like his famous chicken wings and taught you as he perfected it himself. It was a fun thing you two could share.

Loved Space jam, played it over and over again when you were kids saying it was for you. You are his Dafty Duck to His Bugs Bunny.

Please invite him to do stuff with you. Could be anything. Grocery shopping, let him plan meals in the dairy aisle. Hungry? Call him to eat lunch together. Escape rooms and Smash rooms, book them and you know he coming.

Knows every T-Pain and Mac Miller song there is by heart and will sing it louder than you while going on late-night drives with you.

He firmly believes Mutt by Leon Thomas is for him. 

Loves going to flea markets and festivals with you. Can make funnel cake and fried Oreos for y'all to share when you get back home

Xavier

The sight of his light cast on your skin is enchanting to him. He would stare at it for hours if he could. 

Sometimes he will make a halo shape around your head when you aren’t paying attention to him. The old ladies in the park have caught him multiple times and find him adorable.

Please, please, please let him lie with you while your hair is loose. If you have braids or an updo, please, for the good of the people, let him play with it as he falls asleep every so often.

If you can cook, congrats; he will now live and breathe for a plate of whatever it is you're cooking in your apartment. Has never been picky and won't start now. 

You had made a playlist for him, and it is all he listens to now. 

Uh oh, new hobby unlocked. I hope you made it as long as you possibly could, cause he will go find the vinyl for each one. 

I think he likes Lofi, Steve Lacy, The Ink Spots, and Frank Ocean.

Bedroom R&B is a guilty pleasure; some of the lyrics are just as low-key freaky and subtle as he is. 

Zayne (MY LOVE)

Secretly loves all the pet names you give him. “What do you mean I'm your 'Sug'? Oh as in "Sugar", alright. Is ‘Bookie’ and 'Pookie' in the same vein then?” 

If you are a shameless flirt, please prepare yourself because you aren’t ready for when he gives you that same energy back. And you're going to have to think it through a little bit, because that line he just dropped ever so smoothly on you has layers to it. 

If you are the energetic type, he will live vicariously through you as you bounce over walls. Likes when you fill the silence. 

Can and will recite every word you said if you rant to him about anything afterward like there's a test if you ask him to. He's listening and listening hard. He said something about yourself that scared you a bit because how you know all that but no you muttered it to him at 4 am.

If someone upsets the two of you, please be his anger translator. Yeah, he could read them for filth with one line, but you keep going till it hits deep.

In the card “Heartstring Notes,” he shows you a song that sounds like a Prince song, so, yep, he likes Whitney Houston, Prince, and Michael Jackson. Like Sylus, I think neo-soul and jazz are perfect for him

 Coffee by Miguel after you spend that first night together

Please invade his space. Leave your stuff in his bathroom. Put a set of clothes next to his in his office drawer. Put an extra hair tie on his arm while you two are in line for coffee. Crawl into his lap while he works. I beg you for him. It grounds him to see you and traces of you near him.

Sing Doctor by Doja Cat when he walks into the room and see what happens

[boimlerkisser]

In regards to lrb I was actually talking to my partner last night about how it's a little...weird, my ship with Arthur. There's basically ZERO room for angst of any kind, it's all just fluff and comfort and it's sweet and saccharine 🥺💖 and I LOVE that!!

[casualavocados]

You said you would always look at me.

KISEKI: DEAR TO ME Ep. 9

[wackywatchdotcom]

something i genuinely adore about tadc is how painfully flawed everyone in the circus is. and not in a small way

everyone does SOMETHING that negatively impacts the others. but it makes the fact that you are supposed to sympathize with and really connect with them all the more potent. because its easy to want to put a bunch of characters in a bad situation together and to just have them all be nice to each other and everyone and never make mistakes because theres no reason to hurt each other, and most of them dont TRY to, but the way they cope is so, so realistic for each of their personalities, and it doesnt always mesh with the others, and sometimes it exceeds self destructive and Just Hurts Others, Too

they still generally care about each other and the mistakes they make and the ways they end up hurting each other dont lose their weight but like. it doesnt take away from their humanity and the fact that they are all trying so hard to manage in an awful situation

and the characters seem to have sooome sort of understanding of this too. not fully, because the characters dont tend to be 100% communicative, but when they hurt each other, it often makes EVERYONE uncomfortable. because these are the only people they have. these are their friends. and theyre all coping. but it doesnt change how much it affects them (best illustrated by ragathas lines at the start of ep 2 or gangles 'i love her, but after a while it gets kinda hard to tell how genuine shes actually being'). its not all like this, theres a good amnt of variety, but characters knowing this but not really knowing what to do about it is very painful in an effective way

(i think a subtle example of this is how zooble handles gangles situation in ep 4- they were so genuinely trying to help her because they care. but could tell as the day went on that oh, this is not working at all and its making things worse, and they leave gangle alone- something that very genuinely couldve been the moment she abstracted, because of the mask zooble gave her- and we dont get to have a super blatant explanation of zoobles thoughts on it, but they reach a fairly healthy conclusion about it that helps both of them, and i like that a lot, because on paper zooble could be placed at fault but the narrative doesnt dwell on it excessively, because thats not the point. i dont know if that tangent makes sense but i think about it sometimes. i think zooble wasnt 'to blame' but it was still a mistake, which is a hard balance to strike, and having them help at the end feels extremely effective at rounding it off!!!)

but like. in general its complicated balancing making characters in a bad situation act flawed because it can run the risk of seeming like the story is scolding them or blaming them for the situation theyre in, or like youre expected to not sympathize with them despite it (though the inverse also has complications- if characters in a bad situation never mess up, it feels unrealistic and hard to relate to, and can imply that their innocence is why whats happening to them is bad at all), but the show handles it so well

even the characters who are genuinely trying all try in different ways- some of them have similar outlooks or attitudes towards these thing but theres vital differences for ALL of them- sometimes it works and sometimes it doesnt. in fact some of the more painful mistakes characters have made in the show have come from them so genuinely trying (like the thing i mentioned w zooble, or basically Everything Ragatha Does, or pomnis first attempt at helping gangle, etc), which hits harder than if every mistake characters made had wholly selfish and cruel goals.

i mean, there is a selfishness to many of the characters' actions but imo not in a way thats not warranted. because all of them are in a horrible setting. its uncomfortable to watch characters be selfish. but it is a natural instinct to survive. its not the foundation of most of their actions, but when it is, its uncomfortable but hard to completely disparage them for in a way that makes you feel kinda conflicted

and like. it hurts to be doing your best and for that to make things worse, but its what happens often in the show. because no one in a bad situation is gonna handle it well. by the very nature of trying to survive something is gonna give, but it makes the themes of the show so much more powerful. that making sure the people around you dont feel unloved, cherishing them and finding meaning with others is no less important just because everyone is fucking up. it complicates things, for sure, but it doesnt make those characters exempt fromt this. theres a reason pomni tells gummigoo that she doesnt want "anyone" to feel like theyre nothing, and that kinger doesnt add ANY quallifiers to making sure people feel wanted and loved (not that i think either of them were thinking SUPER super hard, but it conveys smth from the perspective of the narrative

it gets complicated when you add in jax for sure, since i think on the surface he IS the exception to this concept- none of the characters like him, including pomni or kinger. but i think this is something thats gonna be examined further down the line, bc hes the main complicating factor in this reading of the show, but i feel like thats on purpose. hes universally disliked (and so is caine, in a different way) and his actions arent mistakes. they are him coping. the show has made it clear that he can be a complex person AND also a piece of shit. his actions dont detract from the fact that hes a person and the show reminds us of this. so it makes things so messy, but im genuinely super excited to see how the show examines that. where his character goes is, imo, going to be a massive piece of how this show fleshes out this concept

[toytulini]

oh yeah: Tank Rescape!

[templeofvengeance]

[beatcroc]

Mecha-Sonic, Dr. Robotnik has created other robots based on Sonic and thrown them away before he created you. Do you have any thoughts on this?

[suffarustuffaru]

hello everyone i made a quick summary of main route ottosuba. hope this helps.

[courtneydeservesbetter]

Hate that my favorite character is usually the least fav in a popular ship. This happens to me so often that I can feel it when I read a fanfic. That my baby just isn’t as fleshed out as the other half of the couple, that they’re basic personality traits are off, that the blame of everything bad that happened in their canon relationship is on them. So then I’m reading like HEY leave them alone, they’re BOTH freaks!

[kyurochurro]

logan sketch <3 bc uni doesnt allow me to draw anything else SOB

[oceanwithouthermoon]

idk if anyone else experiences this, but im SO bad at like picturing a characters voice when im reading something, like i guess some people can just automatically hear character voices of what theyre reading but it doesnt happen naturally for me at all so i always end up reading everything in my own voice.. but if im reading fanfiction or a book with a show/movie adaptation, i like to look up clips and try to listen to the characters voice while reading it so i can picture it better, and suddenly the text has SOOOO much more impact with the right voice.. i feel like this is gonna sound stupid or like common sense but i swear i just feel like im missing out because it doesnt have the same effect when i read it how i normally do..

very specifically talking about saiki, because he has such a specific tone and i just can't replicate it in my head no matter how hard i try, so whenever im reading the manga or a fic, i gotta listen to clips of him talking because the experience is so. much. better.

[0scill4te]

i feel really annoyed by someone at work but feel bad because its not his fault really (iykwim.. wont say much but some people are more prone to struggling with social cues ok) but i dread shifts with this dude fr idk. some days its ok i vibe with him fine. other days im like .-. shoot me pls