#jsut so i can actually get all these done ^^;

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For the NPCs, hmmmm

Glenn?

The prophet Kane?

Queen Jovyre?

(whichever lol. I just love a good bad guy)

it felt wrong to not put this guy in half shadow. favorite antag from eldermourne <33

[xxplastic-cubexx]

just wanted to make a color ref for Brain Therapist Magneto from 309 but i needed lights too for some reason

bonus The Flats Only Version

[adahlenan]

But I'd rather not remind myself and leave it all behind And I've tried so hard to fix it all but nothing seems to help

[windupaidoneus]

i need to sleep but im not happy about ittttt

[rheebydeeby]

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[theood]

Sorry for spiraling over jobs can't help being like every other American LOL!

[alaskan-wallflower]

darry has BAD resting bitch face like he looks SOOOO MEAN when you talk to him because he’s just staring you down and he looks PISSED but then he ends up being the politest person ever like when he’s working and talking to one of his customers he just looks so angry until the person is done talking and he just smiles and is all nice and then goes RIGHT back to looking mad af. He’s the male version of “looks like a bitch but is actually a girl’s girl” like he’ll help random people out if they need it like one time he helped some man find his way to a diner or something and every time Darry was done talking he just had the meanest face and then he’d go back to smiling and talking-he doesn’t even realize it tho because Soda and Pony tell him “you look really mean sometimes and I never know when you’re mad at me” and he’s just like “???????”

Soda has one of the friendliest faces ever like he’s just got all the charisma in the world. He’s real good at attracting customers and he’s soooooo friendly with them (I do have a side HC that after Sandy breaks up with him he jsut snaps and breaks down at work because one too many girls tried flirting with him but anyway) but he can get away with ANYTHING like him and Steve steal snacks during work but all Soda has to do is throw on that little smile and bat he eyelashes and his boss lets him off with a warning (he has about five hundred warnings)

Pony’s somewhere in the middle tho—like he doesn’t have too bad resting bitch face but he also doesn’t have the friendliest face?? But he’s such a sweetie at work-I headcanons him and Johnny wait tables together at a diner (they have this sweet old lady as a boss who lets them eat the leftovers cause it’s a family run business and she’s just the sweetest) but him and Johnny go to the break room and GODSIP about literally everybody (unless you’re nice to them) like he has this adorable little smile on and he turns around and him and Johnny are like “yeah that lady was a BITCH” like he’s so two faced at work 😭 He has a MEAN side eye tho

[rhea-is-bored-again]

you should write one with dallas and reader is being bullied for wearing masculine clothing or smth and dallas sticks up for her or 😔😔😔 idk anytbing im just sad

IDK im getting bullied at school by men atm💔💔💔💔 need dallas to comfort me thru the screen thjs can be either platonic or romantic

literally being picked on for wearing “boy pants” BOY GEY THE HELLOUTTA HERE LEAVE EMALONE THEYRE JSUT PANTS

GET OUTTTT they bitches fr 😔 just jealous you have better pants than their crusty ass basketball shorts.

boy pants?

dallas had to pick you up to to to the drive in with him. but you you had no idea what to wear now.

you searched through your closet, finally finding the little skirt that you'd hidden.

it was red and checkered and tiny, it made you cringe.

but you slipped it on nonetheless, absolutely done with the comments made from the snobby boys at school.

"you gonna cut your hair too?"

"i didn't know we had cross-dressers."

"that your brother's? too lazy to put on a skirt, are you?"

it was getting too much. so with the last bit of dignity you had, you pulled the skirt on.

sure, your legs felt free. but it was uncomfortable, it felt like you were in someone else's skin.

so when the doorbell rang and you saw your boyfriend leaning against the frame with a cig, you swallowed, hoping he wouldn't say anything.

his eyes trailed down your now exposed legs, then up to your pink top, before frowning.

"the hell are you wearing?" he muttered with a grin.

you sighed through your nose and shook your head. "don't ask."

"lose a bet or something?"

"no. i don't dress girly enough."

his scowl deepened as he mashed the filter of his cigarette with his boot.

"stop with that shit. who told you that? huh?"

"couple a' boys from my school."

his eyes narrowed as he ushered you back inside.

"go get changed."

and with that, he left, leaving you stomping up the stairs with frustration. why'd he leave? he could've come inside and stayed.

--

meanwhile, dallas was loitering around, before turning a corner and spotting a bunch of socs, passing around a hennessy and shouting.

"hey you saw the cross-dresser today at school? i think i actually saw her skin when she stretched."

"hey man, i bet she's got a killer body under all those clothes."

"she's basically a guy at this point!"

it made dallas' blood boil. he locked eyes with one of them and began to make his way over.

"fuck you say?"

and with that, he swung at him.

--

you got over yourself enough to pull on your favorite pair of baggy jeans and a larger shirt, feeling more at home in that clothing.

there was a sharp knock at your door, and you grumbled to open it, seeing dally.

his lip was busted and bleeding down his skin, but he was grinning like the devil.

"problem solved"

"whAT?" you shriek, yanking him inside by the collar. he got himself situated onto a kitchen stool, looking smugly proud of himself.

"i said problem solved. them boys won't bother you no more, dolly."

you felt your face warm up, but not enough to cover up the fact that you were mad.

"i told you it wasn't that big of a deal! why you goin' in my business?"

he pulled you between his legs and pressed a kiss to your tummy.

"yeah but... i didn't like how they was talkin' about you."

you sigh and try to shove him off, using a damp towel to wipe at the blood as you scurried off to go get some peroxide.

when you came back, you heard him mumble "i like you like this anyway. 'cause you're comfy."

that really made you smile.

taglist: @agepl0yer

a/n: sooo sorry this was rushed. annonie DAB ON THE HATERS OK? THAT'S MY PHILOSOPHY. let them talk your pants are cooler anyway

[noellefan101]

Not Replaceable

Characters: Alhaitham x GN reader

ft Kaveh and a weighted blanket(bc you can't tell me alhaitham wouldn't sleep with it, and that hes not autistic).

Warnings: not proofread, and definitley ooc but whatever

Note: this is heavily inspired by a fic i saw some months ago, but i cant remember their username and its kinda sad :(

he's been staring at your back for 30 minutes now, you seriously promised it would be dry tomorrow, its the best you can do.

"Haitham.. do you need anything?".

"you already know what i need…".

you looked at the man, and you sweared he looked like a kicked puppy, all because you had to wash his blanket today. you feel sorry for him, but it had to be done.

"yes, i do. but you can't sleep with a," you tried once again to convince him "a big wet piece of cloth" to just try and sleep without it.

"you could also just take multible blankets and stack them, or try to be a normal person like the rest of us" ah, Kaveh walked in, probably to get another cup of coffee, and to annoy Haitham as usual.

"not the same" Alhaitham said almost immediately after Kaveh had spoke, "it doesn't weigh enough, all the ones we have are too light for me to do that" you guess he's right, since it isn't the best to have too many layers of warmth in sumeru's heat.

you and alhaitham dont have that many blankets combined anyway, unless Kaveh woul- "alright! whatever, just dont take all mine like you did last time!" guess he already said no to that option then.

"i didn't take all of yours, just a few, you still had one left" i mean, he is kind of right, as much as you didnt want to agree with that at the moment.

"uggghhh… im going now, solve that yourselves" Kaveh spoke, walking out of the room with a new coffee mug in hand.

"love, are you sure you dont want to just try with the multible blankets?" you wanted to try just one more time, even though you were sure it wasnt going to actually convince him.

"yes" alright, then you dont have any other ideas. so you tried to brainstorm some more, though none would fix the actual problem at hand.

"i could make you some tea? or you could jsut read until you feel tired?" you wanted to help him so bad, but nothing just seemed like it would work. since yours was way too light, and you cant really go out and buy another on eofr him right now.

and his still shouldn't be dry enough to use. "no" he said as you gave out a sigh, you wanted so badly to give up on trying to find a replacement. but you still couldn't let yourself do it, you still wanted to help him actually sleep today.

"are you… sure nothing can work as a replacement, even just for today?" you're sure you looked so defeated at the moment, but it didn't matter now.

"…" silence huh? maybe he's thinking about it, or maybe he gave up as well. you cant really tell, and you're too tired to try understand what's behind those pretty eyes right now.

so you guess you should just-"lay on me" did you hear that right?? "what?" you cant do anything but question him. too focused on figuring what he was trying to do, or if you heard the wrong thing.

"i know you heard me, lay on me" so you weren't just hearing his words incorrectly, "but why would that help?".

"you weigh about enough to work as a weighted blanket" you looked at him surprised, "…excuse me?" you cant help but feel a little annoyed at him. although you knew what he meant know.

"i didn't mean it like that, i swear" he quickly spoke back. coming closer to you, looking worried that he had used the wrong words.

"its okay, im messing with you. i know you wouldn't actually mean it like that" you smiled smugly, letting out a little whimper as he picked you up without warning.

you looked up at him, confused, "i-i," you stuttered out yet couldnt finish the sentence before you felt him pull you in closer to him. "i can walk on my own you know!" it wasnt quite what you had wanted to say, but it would do.

he just looked at you and shrugged then put you gently down on the bed, and then he was laying beside you the moment it had come to you that he put you down.

you both looked right at each other once again, now face to face, in a silence you couldnt quite say was nice but it wasnt unpleasant either. well before he spoke up anyway, "are you going to move or do i have to?".

"huh?" you had already forgot why you were back in your bedroom by now, too focused on his eyes to care at the moment. "okay, i'll lift you up then" oh right, that it why you're here.

"sorry, w-wait atleast give me a warning first!" you wimpered out quickly as he took you up by your torso and put you down onto his chest. "i did give you a warning." you pouted at that.

"not a good enough warning, smartass" you clearly tried to sound stern, as if it mattered at all. but by the way your lips curled up and you just cuddled in closer to him, you clearly didnt mind.

it had been about 10 minutes by now, and you were fast asleep, although alhaitham wasnt quite yet. he was tired, yes, but maybe he had focused too much on you being right there than actually sleeping.

he wasnt complaining, dont get me wrong, but maybe it wasnt the smartest to have you on him when he wasnt suposed to focus on you. you just looked so pretty all curled up on his chest while still trying to cover him up as much as you could, even in your dreams.

he will fall asleep soon, just let him enjoy your sleeping form a little longer.

and yes, he should get a second weighted blanket, but he won't. because he now hopes gets to enjoy a moment like this every time the blanket has to be washed.

thx for reading, this is a very weird whatever but im trying to cook something up i just cant cook rn-Masterlist

You are welcome to reblog and like any of my posts, but you CAN NOT translate, copy or hate on anybody for liking my posts

[mrabubu]

Soo question I’m curious, how did Ana eventually end up dying? Seeing as we’re following the canon 🥲 I hope her and Leo were together at the end least.. also did F!Leo and Ana eventually ever get married? Like no ceremony but did there come a point where they were like ok yeh I guess were husband and wife now lol and freaked everyone out when they jsut out of the blue switched up how they address each other from “this is is my boyfriend/girlfriend” to “this is my wife/husband”

.

Also Oof poor junior he just lost his moms twice 🥲

So, I had a few ideas.

One sticks to the original ending of the movie, and in this case she died not long before the resistance failed. I thought about that their base got attacked, and during the evacuation, and shielded Leo with her body.

If changing the ending, during it, Ana would join Casey, Leo and Mikey right before Leo say about time gateway. After giving Casey the instructions, Leo would turn to Ana and say that he's sorry about how he failed to give them a better future. She says it's okay, and that she'll buy them as much time as she can before rushing towards the Kraang hounds to fight them so they wouldn't interrupt Mikey.

I've been actually working a bit on a fake Rise movie screenshots of some scenes. This is just one of them, but I'm planning on drawing more once I get more of free time.

I had the idea that Leo might've dodged the laser that we saw after he threw Casey into the portal. Then, Ana covered him from the next attack of the Kraang titan. It pierced her with it's claw then threw to the side. Leo would ran to her and took into his arms. Realizing she's dying, he would panic but Ana would reassure him it's okay. Making sure Casey got to the portal, she would smile at Leo, saying they've done all they could. Leo would smile and kiss her one last time before the next laser got them both.

So, yeah, Ana getting pierced is kinda of a canon event xd

About the wedding, the theme of the final round of the tmnt oc x canon competition is wedding, so, yeah, I'm planning on drawing another comic. Already got the idea.)

[xoxoavenger]

Hey! Since you’re taking requests, can I request a sort of part two (not necessarily it could jsut be a stand alone) to Days of Future Past where what if younger Charles had a wife in the 70s where reader decides to break it off with Charlie’s casue the love she had for him begun to slowly dwindle because of all the events that happened in the last fic. And while she does care for him as the father of her son and fully expects him to still be in his sons life, she can’t be with him anymore since it’s to much

Broken

pairing: Charles Xavier x Fem!Reader

word count: 739

warnings: angst, no comfort

notes: Days Of Future Past was posted a year ago for my birthday celebration, so it's only fitting that I post the long awaited part 2 for another birthday celebration 🥰

Days Of Future Past (part 1)

birthday celebration main masterlist

The thing about change is that it doesn't happen overnight.

When Logan went back to his own time, Y/N never expected Charles to go back to normal immediately. She knew it would be an uphill battle. But she was pregnant and tired of waiting.

"You're joking." Charles says. They're in his study, Y/N standing even though she is due in a week. They haven't had any conversations that aren't about their son since Logan came, and they need to have this conversation before there's a baby taking up all their time. When she brought up her decision, he didn't seem to like it.

"I know you're on cocaine." She says point blank. She's known for awhile, but it's finally time to force him to get his shit together.

"If you're going to leave me, you might as well go before our son comes." He doesn't think she'll actually do it. He goes back to his work, sitting behind his desk as if she'll huff and walk out. But His words just make her more sure in her decision. She takes a deep breath and looks over at him.

"Charles. I am leaving you. We're not arguing about that right now. What we're talking about is if you're going to be in our son's life or not." She can tell this makes Charles mad, but she has to think of herself and her son. She can't stay with Charles, not when he continuously puts her through tough times. She doesn't know how she's even gotten through this pregnancy when all he's done is get high or drunk and act like she wasn't pregnant for six months.

"What the fuck?" Charles blinks, looking up slowly. "You can't just leave as we're about to have a kid!" His argument infuriates her.

"I'm not in love with you anymore!" She screams, the room going completely quiet. They stare at each other, both hurting.

"What does that mean?" He whispers, and she almost wants to take it back. She can't though, because it's the truth.

"I'll always love you, Charles." She tells him, walking closer slowly. "But after what you put me through, I'm not in love with you."

"I need you." He tells her, reaching out when she gets close enough and grabbing her hand. "I can't get through life without you."

"I'll be here." She assures, moving his hand to her protruding stomach. "There will be a piece of us in this world soon, and I would go through everything again for him. But you and I cannot work together. At least not now." Tears begin to fall from Charles' eyes.

"I can quit." He mutters, and she nods.

"I know you can. And you're going to for our son." She moves to sit on his desk. He puts his head against her stomach, tears soaking her shirt.

"I need you." He repeats, and she just shakes her head.

"Our son needs you." She cards her hands through his hair. "Maybe in another time, we can be together, but you've put me through too much."

"I'm sorry." He finally whispers, and she nods, trying not to cry. "I love you so much."

"I know you do." She tells him. A part of her feels bad. She knows he's trying. But it's too little too late, and she can't sacrifice any more of herself.

"I can change." He promises.

"Charles," She pulls away from him, looking down. "I know you can change. But I can't wait for it. I can't keep giving up pieces of myself to fix you." She feels the need to kiss him, for the comfort and the repetitiveness. But it'll only hurt worse.

"I don't need to be fixed. I just need time." He begs, and it's the same thing Y/N has heard over and over.

"I don't have time to give you." She tells him truthfully, moving away from him now. "Our baby will be brilliant. He will have two loving parents. But they will not be together. For their sake and his."

"Y/N," He starts, but he doesn't have anything left to say. He has nothing left to beg with.

"I love and care for you." She whispers. "But I am not in love with you. You have taken things from me that you cannot give back. Broken things you can't repair. And I can't forgive you for that."

She walks out without looking back, going to move her stuff out of their room. 

//

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[roosterforme]

hellooo

I had an ask for jake and darlin'

you know how sometimes older millenials esp men don't specify things? or just are vague when talking about trendy things because they don't want to get it wrong/or just don't care-

Jake: It had one of those things you guys like

Darlin' (done): What things, Jake?

taken from real life convos, it's hilarious! xD

Yes, nonny. I think men of all ages are often clueless, and Jake is no exception....

You were parked on Jake's couch. You'd been here for what felt like days, studying for your final exams meticulously while he was at work. When he got home each evening, he helped you study until the two of you either fell asleep on the couch or had sex on the living room floor before going to bed. It really had been going on for days.

Jake knew you were exhausted and stressed out, and somehow he also knew how to make everything so much better for you. He's been bringing home little treats he picked up on his way, and tonight he walked in with his hands full of grocery bags and a pastel pink box.

"Hi," he whispered after settig everything on the kitche counter. He walked to the couch ad gave you a kiss on your forehead. "I'll make something quick for dinner, and the I'll help you study?"

"Sounds good," you murmured, already feeling more confident with him around.

"Oh, and I brought you those things you like for dessert," he added before turning back toward the kitchen.

A smile found your lips as you sweetly asked, "What things, Jake?"

He grunted. "You know. Those things you and all your friends like to eat."

You pressed your lips together until you were sure you weren't going to start laughing. "Actually, I'm not sure I know what you're referring to."

"Come on, Darlin'." He glanced at you over his shoulder with a glare. "The cookies."

"Where are they from?" you asked innocently.

"Crispy Cookies," he muttered, and you burst into laughter. "You know I can never remember the name of the place!" He reached for the box to read it and glared at you even harder. "What the fuck kind of name is Crumbl? It doesn't make sense. It's not even a word."

You jumped to your feet and tucked yourself into his arms while he shook his head at you. Sometimes the ten year gap in age between the two of you jsut made him so much more endearing.

"I love you so much," you whispered, still smiling. "We can eat the Crispy Cookies after dinner."

"Smartass," he mumbled, kissing your forehead again. "If you don't start behaving, I'll eat all of them myself."

[crazyintheeast]

Chappell Roan is the epitome of why liberals keep failing in USA . She is the most stereotypical internet liberal . Someone who doesn’t understand politics and more importantly someone who absolutely refuses to learn and correct themselves ever . We see people like her all the time online . Liberals who live for the drama , who shout and rage but don’t actually do anything in real life . Sure they might go to a protest because again drama but actually becoming part of their local political landscape ? Run for office ? Volunteer ? Nope . They almost never do. In fact you can barley get them to vote

They see politics through the lenses of movies , where you if you shout long and hard enough and do some frantic gestures the opticians bow down and the good guys win . And as soon as their scenario doesn’t happen they immediately quit and refuse to do anything because in their kinds this will “teach the politicians a lesson . It will hold them accountable “ . We saw it with Obama as they handed control to the senate when he magically didn’t solve their problems , we saw in 2016 when they handed the country and the Supreme Court to Trump because their idol Bernie didn’t get elected . And no we see it again with people like Roan and her kind who think it’s more important to criticise dmeocrsts then then sheer horrifying evil and threat of Trump and Vance

And when you point this fact they always parrot the exact same type of strawmen “OMG YOU WANT US TO WORSHIP THE DEMOCRATS AND BLINDLY FOLLOW THEM ? “ or “I AM HOLDING THE POLITICIANS ACCOUNTABLE. THEY NEED TO EARN MY VOTE “ and then they tend to have a meltdown and get very self righteous .

This is bullshit of course . If they lived in a normal country you could do it. You could vote for a third or fourth partu and then on the second tour of elections the President would be force to make alliance with this party and incorporate them into the government. But USA is not a normal country . Here you have ONLY TWO CHOICES when it comes to President . Horrifying evil or a typical politicians .

And I can practically feel some of your exploding to parrot the accountability line again. . You can hold them accountable . You can do it by writing to your representative, by voting in primaries , by supporting candidates who represent your views . Chappell Roan could have easily done that . She could have supported pro Palestinian candidates who got ahnilated by the Zionist lobbies , she could have constantly told people to write their representatives, she could have hosted benefits for pro Palestinian candidates . Hell she is rich enough she could have hired her own lobby firm to lobby for Palestine . But that would mean actually getting involved into the cruel and deeply boring and dirty world of politics . So instead jsut like all those internet armchair liberals she just complained online , gave some symbolic donations that might help individual Palestinians but do nothing about the political situation and called it a day

And most of you who support her are like this . You want solution to the problems but instead demanding specific actions and doing the hard , very slow and ungrateful job of doing the step by step work you about into the void some vague demands about change , stol genocide etc and act like you are above politics . Yeah that’s not how it works . If you want to be vague and bullshit your way through politics you vote blindly for the lesser evil ( yes evil in the only option in politics . There is not good ) like the sheep you claim to hate or if you want real change you get detailed and world hard

Yes I know the vast majority of tik tok / Twitter liberals and Roan fans won’t actually bother even finishing what I wrote and would just write some dismissive nonsense or parrot some random line they think it’s wittty . And the rest would ignore the entire point and go on about how Roan is a good person who cares missing the entire point . It doesn’t matter if you are a good person or how much you care about the issue . The only thing that matters is whether you help or not . Right now the ONLY way you can help and is to vote like your life depends on it and insist that everyone you know votes as well and about how dangerous Vance and Trump are . The biggest piece of shit who votes and takes a stand against Trump and Vance is doing more to help the world then the most saintly caring liberal who goes on about both sides and does random tik tok world salsa where they threat voting like some annoying chore

And lastly remember. EVRY VOTES MATTERS even if you are in a red state . Bush won by 500 votes

[midnight--sadness]

for angsty headcanons - if gi-hun found himself going through post-partum depression, how would he handle it? how would inho help him?

so, i need to start this by saying that i, personally, have never had post-partum depression but i know women who have.

now, gihun is, at least, 50 when has children with inho, if we go by canon, and research shows that advanced maternal age contributes to ppd. and gihun canonically suffers from depression, which increases the risks for post-partum.

i hc inho to be a very prepared parent, so he read all the books and knows this might be a possibility but he never actually took it into consideration.

gihun gives birth to the twins (another hc of mine) and as he holds them in his arms, he feels kinda detached. he's happy they are healthy and he loves them so much, but it is like he is looking at another person's children, not his.

weeks pass and he doesnt feel better.

in fact, he's worse. he feels guilty all of the time, like he isn't doing a good enough job taking care of them, worried that something is wrong with him, convinced that they deserve a better mother. he's hopeless, trapped in a spiral of doubt and fear, unable to sleep or eat, crying at every turn or sitting staring at the walls for a long time.

inho notices, of course, and he tries to convince gihun to see a doctor but he refuses, claims that he has done this before with gayeong and nothing had happened to him. "it's jsut baby blues, they'll pass".

i think gihun would finally go to a psychiatrist when, one night, the twins are screaming and inho is out on a grocery run, and gihun cant get them to calm down. his presence seems to be making them worst and he, for a second, thinks of leaving them on their bassinets and getting out of their house. he's so convinced that he's a bad mother that he thinks his babies will be better without him, that inho would prefer it if he was dead - he might as well be, since he cant even make a simple decision like what onesie to put on the babies. he actually sets them down and is about to walk out of the house when inho arrives. inho asks him what he is doing and gihun stays quiet, crying silently as the twins continuing screaming their little lungs out. inho grabs gihun's wrist and brings him to the babies, picking one up and again asking gihun where he was going. and gihun, seeing the baby calm down immediately, says that he was leaving, that inho is a better parent than he'll ever be, that the babies hate him and he cant connect with them, and that inho hates him too for being a terrible mother. inho calms him down as much as he can, saying that gihun is wonderful and no one hates him, that the twins love him so much and he, inho, loves gihun so much.

it's a wake up call and they schedule for gihun to see a doctor. he's put on medication and it improves his mood a lot. he joins a support group and their friends help more with the babies, especially junho who practically moves in with them. slowly, gihun gets better. he bonds with the twins and the day he feels confident enough to be left alone with them for a few hours, inho is so proud of him that he tears up.

[hotgirlstiles]

Derek gets deeply pissed off when someone says smn like "how didn't you kill Stiles yet? he's so annoying and he's babbling all the time. how can you stand to be with him? aren't you embarrassed when he talks nonsense?" bc what the fuck do you mean he's embarrassed?

He's not annoyed or frustrated, because he likes hearing Stiles talk, he likes that Stiles feels comfortable around him enough to let his conscious flow free. He loves it, bc he sees how Stiles shuts up in the presence of his dad, he knows that he's the only one since Claudia who actually listens to what Stiles says.

And he hates when Stiles hears those things bc he shuts off and doesn't talk for days and Derek has to grab him by his face and growl "fucking talk to me" and shake him a little. And Stiles explodes and cries and they have sex and then everything is normal again.

OH YM GOD YESSS./ HEDWIG OH MY GOD. this is so crazy cause i once had a post about how stiles' exes/previous relationship has definitely done the "kisses you to shut you up" thing especially when he's rambling and stuff so when he's finally with derek, he FULLY expects derek to do the same. like to the point that he sometimes suddenly goes quiet because no one has ever let him ramble this long and surely derek isn't even listening anymore??? except. except derek looks up from whatever he's doing and perfectly follows up on whatever stiles has been saying and even says some super specific things he's said bc guess what! guess what! derek hale IS the most perfect boyfriend and he LOVES stiles. to death!!!

"He loves it, bc he sees how Stiles shuts up in the presence of his dad, he knows that he's the only one since Claudia who actually listens to what Stiles says." GODDDDDDD. I JUST KNOW YOU WERE SMIRKING SO EVIKLLY. YOU KNEW WHAT YOU WERE GONNA DO TO ME WITH THIS SENTENCE CHRIST. i forgot what fics i read this once but claudia being the only one who can keep up with stiles' talking and random changes of topic. the sheriff who can't even keep up with stilesclaudia's conversations. the sheriff who has definitely, at one point after claudia's death, told stiles to shut up because claudia is dead and no one's gonna listen to him anymore............

i just. oh my7 god. i have so much fucking emotions about stiles' rambly self and derek absolutely loving it and keeping track of everything and LISTENING. like derek hale is a listener he LISTENS!!!! sometimes he even shocks stiles because he'd randomly open up a conversation by recalling stiles has said daysss or weeks ago and acting like they were just talking abt it. like he knows how much stiles loves talking abt his interests or abt anything in the sun it's so. he just loves him so much

i jsut love the idea that derek knows stiles is often annoying and rambly but that's HIS annoying and rambjly human. he loves him BECAUSE he's annoying and rambly, because he's who exactly derek needs..... he'd absolutely punch someone for saying all that shit abt stiles honestly he's just so perfect

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Can we have a first kiss scenario with bertholdt and whoever else you want, thanks

OF COURSEEE! HERES PT 2 of the my first kiss headcannons!

Ps. Sorry this took so long I had to rewrite a part after it got deleted and it made my UPSETTI

Bertholdt

Your first kiss was in secret. You had been dating the tall and quiet brunette for a while and after dinner in the dinning hall you two had decided to walk for a bit together. He was a hel of a whole lot taller than you so when you did finally kiss he was bent down to meet your lips. He’s quick to have a grip around the back of your neck as the kiss manages to deepen. Times like these the height difference is a nuisance, so he doesn’t hesitate to pull you up a bit more while you stand on your tiptoes.

His face is beet red and you can’t help but laugh.

“Did you want to walk jsut so you could kiss me away from everyone?” You ask, your hand overlapping his, which was still on your neck.

His blush darkens. Guilty

"I-I just dont like the idea of everyone see us do that. I get teased you know." He admits as you chuckle, pressing another kiss to his lips and soon his cheek, and finally all over his face.

Levi

It was an accident. You had only done it out of reflex. Everyone deserved forehead kisses before a good night rest. Thats just like- science (Hanji strongly disagrees that it’s science)

Anyway, yo u had been up finishing paperwork with one another and he had slipped into a nap, his head was rested against his hand and he would sometimes fall forward, startling himself awake. This time however, he hadn’t dropped his head at all, and his breathing had become far deeper.

A smile falls over your lips and you stupidly pressed your lips to the captains temple.

He shoots awake, glaring at you as if you were spontaneously combusting.

“Did you just kiss my forehead l/n?

You are free, trying to find a way to explain yourself without coming across as a complete and utter fool.

"I-I...Captain, I apologize. It was out of habit." You gulp, seeing him furrow his brows a bit before resting his head completely don't he desk.

"Uh-huh. Dismissed l/n."

Erwin

It wasn’t common knowledge that Erwin was a married man, but even though you were somewhat secret, you relished in being his lifelong partner. You first kiss was actually at the wedding.

It was the tiniest ceremony, only some of Erwin’s closest colleagues and friends. He said a few words, the whole scene feeling as if you two eloped more than got married.

PDA wasnt particualart something Erwin favored and given both of your current positions it was wise to keep your relationship hidden, especially when Erwin had plant y targets on his back. The last thing he wanted was for harmt o come to you.

On the day of your 'ceremony' You decided that you should at least be out of uniform and dressed nicely with one of your favorite shirts and pants. Ernwin had done the same and here you were standing in front of one another.

He doesnr speak whwn he slips teh ring onto your finger, he only lingers there, his eyes fxated on the band now secure on your body. Like some form of ownership. it was odd but somewhat comforting? It would have relieved him far more if he had know you'd felt the same that day. whe you slipped the metal loop onto his had in return.

"I suppose this makes me your wife now." You hum, hand creeping up to child his face. He's exhausted, but so are you. Taking a chance eon love in this world was a risk but one he was open to talking with you.

"I suppose so." He responds, his lips pressing to yours in a sweet, and sealing kiss.

Hanji

Hanji was chaotic to say the least, but that was all the more reason to love them. On this particularly hot summer evening, There was much work to be done while they filed the reports from their experiments. You on the other hand simply sat pretty atop the center while they paced back and forth between stored specimens and paper to scribble on.

You'd quite fond of them, sticking around at hours of the night to listen to ramblings about titans and new discoveries. Of course, you hadn't told them that seeing as you were supposed to remain professional and a crush on your superior was far from that. Anyway, Hanji had asked is you seen this super important vial they needed and lo and behold it was behind you.

So, like any sensible person would, you grabbed it and handed it to them with a soft smile.

“AH! I could just kiss you!” Hanji cheers, holding your face before pressing the silliest, most comical kiss to your forehead before strutting out the lab to complete whatever new task was at the forefront of their mind.

Miche

It wasn’t your first kiss…but your last. Apparently there had been a breach in the wall and now you were tasked with evacuating near by villages. Miche, was talked with the obvious titan issue and your stomach dropped to the soles of your feet. You didn’t doubt your husband’s capabilities, no. He was highly skilled, but your intuition was harder ever wrong…and something bad was bound to happen if you two split up right now. Your panicking, hands shaking in the handles of your swords, the situations options limited.

You fight the oncoming panic and move to the roof he was currently standing on. He turns to face you, the look nothing short of confused and slight anger.

“You need to go. Now.” He speaks, more of an order than anything excised god knows if he’s show you jsut how wallet your panicked state effected him, he’s follow you in a heartbeat.

“I won’t say everything will be okay-“

“When you come back everything will be okay.” You explain, voice shaking. It breaks his heart

You can feel your eyes burn, tough he was skilled, you felt as if there was no fighting the feeling of impending doom.

You press your lips to his, your faces melting together like two puzzle pieces. How facial hair is scratching your face but you would have it any other way.

His face is tinted afterwards, and his lips purse as if he wished to say something. It was easy to see what it was so you said it instead.

Love is such a funny and cruel thing in this life