#⸻ i haven’t met the new me yet — headcanons.

[crimeloyalty-arch]

LIST 5 SONGS THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR MUSE.

me and i  -  abba  -  part of me is acting while the other stands beside.  yes,  i am to myself what jekyll must have been to hyde. we’re like sun & rainy weather,  sometimes we’re a hit together,  me and i.

gasoline  -  halsey  -  pointing fingers ‘cause you’ll never take the blame like me ; and all the people say ‘ you can’t wake up ; this is not a dream.  you’re part of a machine ; you are not a human being. ’

no good deed  -  wicked  -  one question haunts and hurts,  too much,  too much to mention.  was i really seeking good,  or was i just seeking attention?

tied together with a smile  -  taylor swift  -   i guess it’s true that love was all you wanted,  ‘cause you’re giving it away like it’s extra change -- hoping it’ll end up in his pocket,  but he leaves you out like a penny in the rain ‘cause it’s not his price to pay. 

motion sickness  -  phoebe bridgers  -  i’m on the outside looking through - you’re throwing rocks around your room - and while you’re bleeding on your back in the glass,  i’ll be glad that i made it out and sorry that it all went down like it did.

& LIST 5 QUOTES THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR MUSE.

“ sorry about the bony elbows, sorry we lived here, sorry about the scene at the bottom of the stairwell and how i ruined everything by saying it out loud. especially that, but i should have known. you see, i take the parts that i remember and stitch them back together to make a creature that will do what i say or love me back. ”  ⸻ richard siken,  crush. 

" when she lay there on the ground,  she dreamed of time machines and revenge and a love that was really something,  not just the idea of something.  when she finally rose, she rose slowly,  avoiding old haunts and sidestepping shiny pennies;  wary of phone calls and promises, charmers, dandies and get-love-quick-schemes. ”  ⸻ taylor swift, why she disappeared 

“ oh,  i could call you names now.  list a hundred reasons for why you were awful.  but what would that do?  where would it leave me?  i still loved you.  i still have to live with that. ” ⸻ sue zhao

“ when i met you, i thought i had found the person that i was going to spend the rest of my life with. i was done! all the boys and all the bars and all the obvious daddy issues, who cares? i was done. you left me . . . i'm all glued back together now. i make no apologies for how i chose to repair what you broke. ” ⸻ grey’s anatomy 

“ what matters isn’t if people are good or bad. what matters is, if they’re trying to be better today than they were yesterday. ” & “ the point is, people improve when they get external love and support. how can we hold it against them when they don’t? ” ⸻ the good place

stolen from:  @gunbash​​ tagging: every single one of u. 

[buckyysdoll]

— 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲! 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐜𝐬 — ╰┈➤ + more generalised dating headcanons ๋࣭ ⭑

જ⁀➴ 18+ MDNI — summary: pretty self explanatory — based on an old request from when i was @sjjwriting; <𝟑; cw: preg!reader, allusions to sex (eg, oral — f!rec), large (but legal) age gap, maybe ooc tony? i haven’t even yet seen the ‘iron man’ films, so shoot me now :’), brief mention of praise/degradation kink, daddy kink; tony still dies at end :( !! pairing: tony stark x fem!reader

MAIN MASTERLIST

• okay this may seem morally questionable but there's gonna be a pretty big age gap

• as in, if tony's in his forties during the franchise as we know it, then you’re gonna be in your early/mid twenties. SO I PROMISE IT’S LEGAL, OKAY?

• you met when tony got involved with peter parker, as you lived with him and aunt may in new york. you weren’t related, but she’d been best friends with your mother since her own teen years, and when your parents had passed she had taken you in as her own. you loved her to bits

• peter was a good few years younger than you, and hence like a brother figure — one who annoyed you like hell, but that you still loved just the same.

• cut forward to the avengers’ era when you and T are in an established relationship -> you’re part of their circle and already it feels like home at the compound — you just fit right in

• and while that means you’re one of the group and you couldn’t be more thrilled, tony absolutely hates the way that you're so quick to endanger yourself in his eyes

• therefore — frequent and explosive arguments when you want to get involved but he simply won't let you

• — "tony you can't shut me out of this! i have every right to help if i want to.”

• — "no, you have every right to back the hell away and not get yourself killed because of me."

• but still, the avengers swiftly came to be like family to you

• you and natasha get close as you're nearer in age than a lot of the others are to you; you and her have girls nights out, and tony puts you to bed when you come home drunk

• essentially, in other words, you’re getting the princess treatment all. the. time.

• eg, being the only one that can touch/do certain things around the compound

• and as per sugar daddy! regimen, of course tony stark just spoils you rotten

• and i mean full-on, absolutely dotes on you — both gift giving and touch are his two main love languages

• for example, if you’ve had a bad day? there's his credit card -> "go cheer yourself up a little, honey"

• at first, his fellow avengers are kinda 👀 about such a vast age gap, but they see the way the two of you are with each other — just different. complete.

• because who he is [apart from] and [with you] are like two fully separate people, to be honest.

• nat seeing him in a good mood: “who are you, and what’ve you done to tony?”

• he’s just obsessed with you to be honest, and as such way too overprotective

• — “and where exactly are you going in that dress?"

• — "out for drinks with natasha?”

• — “like hell you are"

• you being like the mom friend even to the members of the group much older than you

• somehow being perfect for tony when his bold hotheadedness is met with your even calm.

• no one ever would’ve thought of him as likely to settle down, but when he met you that was it — his days of being playboy were suddenly behind him

• you host the stark parties with him and look like a young trophy wife on his arm; at least, that's how it appears to the people on the outside who don't know how much you're in love

• sitting on his lap in avengers’ meetings with your arm across his shoulder and his own around your waist

• easy domestic sweetness at the compound — heads resting on shoulders, hands held just because. a cup of coffee made and a kiss on the cheek; soft, whispered “i love you”s at night.

• walking around the compound in just his oversized shirt and your panties, not sparing so much as a single thought for the other avengers you happened to live with. instead, you bet your ass you’ll just walk straight into the kitchen, tony’s hand in yours and a question to ask: “morning guys, who wants coffee?”

• the rest of the group being extremely protective of you, too — especially natasha and steve

• the latter, of course, wants to know exactly what his intentions are with you; and Tony's response is pretty much exactly what you'd expect — not happy at all

• — it went something like, "it's not the 1940s anymore, rogers. in modern terms, that means mind your own business."

• meanwhile, natasha just opted straight for the threat on behalf of her friend; for the girl who was like the sister she felt she’d been missing for most of her life: "you'd better take care of her, tony. i may be your friend, but i’m still an assassin.”

• peter parker, already like an aforementioned brother, called you “mrs stark” way prematurely despite how you’d known him for most of your life. you thought it was cute, and he was in pure shock on the day you first told him you and tony were dating.

• in reality though, by now, tony's had an engagement ring stored away for ages; all he needs now is the courage to actually ask, but the goddamn question just won’t come out.

• and who is it who, eventually, gives him the advice that makes him finally do it? none other than rogers himself, who tony is now reluctantly grateful to know.

• because it turned out that tony was surprisingly insecure about the age gap, but tried hard to hide it. and when you eventually found out you couldn’t quite believe that he was actually saying these words.

• you’d never loved anyone the way you loved him — and yet, he didn’t even see why you did? he didn’t understand why someone so young and vibrant and beautiful as you would ever want to settle with a man “past his prime” and who came with a “fuck ton of emotional baggage.”

• and so only you three knew the truth of your love’s well-kept facade: the great Tony Stark wasn’t quite so arrogant as he’d have the world believe.

• though he was close enough to it <3

• so, you savoured the time spent proving it to him — how you feel — with your hands, mouth, tongue. Sex with tony is certainly an experience, going rougher when you want it but so tender when you don't.

• and let me tell you that man gets pussydrunk as hell and it drives him insane.

• just imagine this level-headed genius who approaches every problem and scenario with logic, suddenly unable to focus past the hard-on in his jeans because you sent him a dirty text while he was in the middle of a meeting

• and you do that a lot — teasing him in public is your new favourite thing; a photo of you scantily dressed or a message saying just what you'll do to him later

• his hand is always on your thigh when driving, or when just sitting anywhere in public/at the compound.

• he’ll also deliberately tease you in public or when you’re both with the others at home, just to watch you blush and struggle through attempts at conversation while his hand beneath the table’s roaming higher up your skirt

• tony’s had so many meetings with the other avengers that he’s had to cut short — all because of you, because he needs you right there and then, and can’t seem to wait a single moment longer

• not that you’re complaining

• he takes you on dinner dates in restaurants where he still insists he pays; even after all this time spent together, he’s never once stopped trying to romance and treat you <3

• he’ll leave a box with a bow on your shared, kingsize bed and within it? — a dress and a note: wear this for me tonight, and be ready for 7. love you, honey, it reads

• and good lord, the man has very expensive good taste — it feels too much !

• but it appears that he literally cannot stop buying you gifts; that man is whipped as fuck and he knows it, yet somehow wouldn’t change it for all the world.

• you two often leave for the bathroom at most social functions, like you’re teenagers again. but what can he do, when there’s a counter right there waiting for you to sit on, for him to kneel before as he slides that thin scrap of lace down your knees, off your ankles, to the floor?

• but still, he’s a perfect gentleman in public — a hand on your lower back to guide you through crowds.

• going to black tie events on his arm as his "pretty, young thing,” turned eventual wife

• let's be real, there’s a clear daddy kink. also heavy on the praise, maybe light degradation? pet names "sweetheart,” "honey,” “baby" — the latter mainly after a fight

• you being the only one that can make him see reason, despite how you often have your differences, too.

• most of your fights come from when he’s trying to martyr himself for the world, yet still you're the only one that can humble him, who he’d get down on his knees and beg for.

• having to be protected because you're with a man in such a high position of wealth

• "mrs stark” 💅🏻 has such a good ring to it now, much better than “that young girl he’s with”

• jealous and protective tony when men make their thoughts of you quite plain; and though he’s rich and successful — now an old household name — he’s not above the odd fight for your honour 😌

• absolutely adoring happy, who’s now become your personal security guard, too. you get along so well and to him, you’re both like a good friend and a kind of daughter figure in one

• even after all this time, you still team up with peter to tease mr stark ♡

• the four of you are like a family — five, once your little baby daughter is born <3

• and of course, she’s a daddy’s girl too — just like her mama, and who really could blame you?

• when you're pregnant his protectiveness absolutely ricochets up several notches; not to mention his own hormones for the mother of his child ;) -> those too have risen <3

• so now he’s far less subtle and even more of a total, stubborn pain in your ass ♡

• nine months come and pass, and all the while tony is just worried sick. he’s desperate to stop doing missions, but when the world needed saving — what choice did he have?

• and so you become a young mother to your sweet baby girl and let tony do just what he has to; and when he doesn't come home you’ve become a young widow left to raise your daughter without her daddy </3

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[memory-and-sky]

hobie x male reader """""""""dating"""""""" hcs?

okay this is something i can work on and get done relatively quickly. THANK YOU FOR THIS ANON! to everyone who’s sent in asks for fics, they are being worked on, i swear🙏 hope you like this though!

word count: i dunno, it’s a good chunk of headcanons

containing: explicit mention of homophobia, brief description of injury via fighting, small small small sexual reference, hobie brown x m!reader, could be cis or trans but i wrote this with cis males in mind

the rest of the headcanons are under the cut!

“dating” headcanons

hobie brown x male!reader

since Hobie lives in the 70s in Britain, gay rights weren’t really…. y’know, the best.

for your safety and his, the most he’d do in public is holding your hand. and even that was a big sign of rebellion. holding hands with a person of the same sex? how scandalous!

anyway, while holding your hand, he’d love to put both your hands in his pocket, especially if you run cold (like me :P).

he’d totally be the type to rub his thumb slowly on your palm, too.

Hobie knows a lot of people, especially in the queer and punk scenes. he gets invited to a lot of house parties, and feels safer to put your relationship on display more then, but he’s definitely not over the top with it.

a simple arm over the shoulder, around your waist, or a hand in the back pocket of your jeans, though he doesn’t need PDA to show your relationship off.

“Have ya seen this new patch on the ol’ battle jacket? Or this pin? Yeah, my lovely boyfriend made ‘em fo’ me. Gorgeous, innit?” [speaking to a random friend]

“Have ya had the pleasure of meetin’ my boyfriend yet?”

“I thought you said you hated labels…?”

“Mmh, (y/n)’s influential like tha’. Clearly ya haven’t met ‘em.” He’d say, undoubtedly with a smirk plastered on his face.

i really don’t think Hobie would get particularly jealous over you.

of course he loves you with all his little gay heart, but he doesn’t feel insecure or get upset at you or anything if you talk (or flirt) with another guy (as long as you communicate). if anyone is flirting with you and you seem really disinterested, he’ll totally intervene.

maybe hold you in a way that makes it clear you’re together, or explicitly tell the dude that you’re not interested.

but he doesn’t like treating you like an object he ‘owns’ at all, it’s why he’s pretty hesitant to slap the ‘boyfriend’ label down on your relationship right away.

and the 70s were a sexual revolution! revolting against gender norms and relationship norms, stuff like that.

if anybody ever dared ask you two ‘so who’s the man and the woman in the relationship?’ or ‘who’s the top and who’s the bottom?’ Hobie would be dreadfully disgusted and educate them immediately.

speaking of sexual revolution and whatnot, Hobie would be down for polyamory if you were.

you two have a very good line of communication, and if you wanted to open your relationship and communicated that to him, he’d be fine with it.

you’re so great, he gets how other guys might fall in love with you, too.

Hobie would give the best gifts, try and change my mind. whether it’s for your anniversary, birthday, or just a random gift, they’re always handmade.

maybe he’ll make you a piece of clothing like a shirt, hand-pick a bouquet for you, or even customizing/fixing one of your old clothing pieces with a bit of added Hobie flair.

Even small things, like a charm, pin, or patch have so much love put into them because he loves you!

touching on my first point again, homophobia was very present outside of the queer/punk scene, even in some aspects of the punk community he didn’t feel welcome at all.

usually, he’d tell people where to shove their opinion, but sometimes he’d feel completely unsafe to be himself around anyone.

yeah, he’s spider-man, but he’s also a very young adult. he could fight people, and he definitely used to, but he hated coming home to you being worried sick about all the horrible bruises, cuts, and scrapes on him.

back to the lighthearted stuff, he’s definitely the type of guy to cook for you.

doesn’t matter what meal it is, he’s gonna make it for you if he has the chance to. and he actually makes good food, despite living in Britain his whole life.

if you’ve got issues with trying new foods, his place will always be stocked full with your safe foods no matter what.

you’ll eat together, and he’ll gaze dreamily at you, wondering how he ever got so lucky to land such a stellar guy like you.

this man loves coming home after a long day, popping in a VCR for a movie of some sort (TV could be in your bedroom or living room, doesn’t matter), and just cuddling with you.

he doesn’t mind being either the big spoon or little spoon, but tends to like being big spoon cause he likes holding you close to him so much.

he’s very scrawny, but doesn’t mean he won’t love you all the same, and hold you tight.

one more thing, Hobie loves you above all else. he’ll protect you and fight for you anytime you need. when it comes to his partners, he does not play around!!

[hellodarling1357]

Becoming Parents - Cassian x Reader

My train is running 20 minutes late so here’s some Cassian x Reader headcanons while I wait

Warning: slight mention of infertility, suggestive towards the end, not proofread…

You and Cassian were the last of the IC to fall pregnant and had felt torn between watching your friend’s happiness whilst dealing with the longing for a baby of your own

After decades of trying, the two of you sat down and talked it over, ultimately deciding that maybe having a baby just wasn’t in the cards for you and that the joy of playing the fun aunt and uncle would be enough

Despite deciding that you would stop trying, the sex never halted and, if anything, because even more frequent and experimental ;)

7 months later, you were at the River House helping Feyre with their new born when you sensed picked up on a change of scent

“Feyre, are you pregnant?”

“I better fucking not be after just pushing this one out!”

“Oh weird…”

You went back to playing with the babe, thinking nothing more of it until you looked up and found Feyre starting at you, a smile spread across face and eyes glistening with tears

“What? What is it?”

“Y/N… I think it’s you. You’re pregnant”

Her smile got even bigger as you stared at her in shock

“But we gave up, we thought it wasn’t going to happen”

“Clearly all that hard work paid off” she let out a laugh, wiping the tears from her face as you blinked back at her, still processing what was happening

“I’m pregnant?”

Feyre was nodding back at you then leaped over to give you a crushing hug as you felt tears slide down your face

“I have to go, I need to tell Cass…”

Feyre was up and already pushing you out the door, tears running down her own face

You winnowed to the house you and Cassian had lived in for the last 2 decades after deciding it was time to move out of the House of Wind and get a place of your own

You found a shirtless Cassian, still clad in training leathers with sweat glistening on his chest, in the kitchen putting lunch together

“Hi sweetheart, I thought you were spending the day with Feyre? Want me to make you a plate?”

He gave you a kiss on the cheek as he walked past

“Cass…” but you were at a loss for words, staring back at your mate in shock

You got a noncommittal “hmm?” in response as Cassian pulled out a plate for you and starting putting together some more food

“Cass… I’m pregnant”

He abruptly stopped what he was doing, spinning around to look at you, his face slack from clear shock

“You’re… what? Y/N?”

You nodded at him, a smile spreading across your face as you took a few steps closer and cupped his face

“Pregnant? You’re pregnant!” He must’ve noted the change in your scent and realisation hit

Before you knew it, Cassian had you in his arms, spinning your around at he let out a deep laugh

Once your feet were back on the ground, he peppered your face with kisses before kneeling in front of you to stare at your stomach

“Hi baby, I know we haven’t met you yet, but your mummy and I already love you so, so much”

He pressed a kiss to your stomach and lent his forehead against it, you felt him take in a deep, shaky breath as you ran your hands through his hair, tears falling down your face again

Cassian stood, cupping your face in his hands and starting into your eyes

“I love you”

Then he was kissing you, all while grinning against your mouth, his now shed tears mixing with your own

You pulled away, placing a soft kiss on his cheek

“I love you too”

“We’re going to be parents”

“We are”

“I love you”

“You already said that” but you couldn’t help the wide grin that spread even further across your face

Cassian pulled you into his chest in a tight embrace, nuzzling his head into the top of yours as you held him back just as tightly

You pulled away just enough to look up at him before bringing his face back down to your own, giving him another passionate kiss

“You know, just because I’m pregnant, doesn’t mean we can’t practice for baby number 2…”

Next minute, Cassian had you in his arms, walking you both towards your bedroom, your lunch and any other plans you had for the day long forgotten

[suraemoon]

MOTA: Post-war

~ Easter Sunday Headcanons ~

🐣: Easter Sunday lends itself so easily to daydreaming about post-war suburban life. Here are some ideas I thought up yesterday of how some of the boys and their families celebrate Easter. I hope you like some fluff. (Bunnies, eggs, and happiness galore)

💛: @precious-little-scoundrel gave me the idea to post these after I was yelling them to her yesterday. I hope you all aren’t Eastered out just yet.

Being some of the earliest birds to the nationwide baby boom due to a four-week New York getaway, the Crosby’s quickly become professionals at the Easter Sunday routine

After an hour of hiding yawns and dozing off while standing in their pews at Easter Sunday Service, all the neighborhood kids show up at the Crosby house for their famous annual Easter Egg Hunt.

As soon as their car rolls into the driveway, Jean and Harry watch in wonder as their crew of excited kiddos doubles, triples, and soon quadruples in a matter of minutes

Hiding spots are determined days in advance and as the years go on, the amount of eggs that Jean has to buy grows exponentially to account for the adopted little bunnies that come strolling by with baskets the size of their whole torsos

Mrs. Jean Crosby puts out chairs and a group of adoring parents get to gradually watch their children grow up before their loving eyes every April

The same toddlers who first waddled around on the newly mowed grass trying to find their footing all those years ago soon become elementary school kids with minds enthralled by the competition

Soon these toothy grinned kids become teenagers who keep the magic alive for the newest toddlers while also taking the time to show the next-gen elementary kids who are the professional easter egg hunters

The Crosby’s haven’t always had the holiday nailed though

One year after much convincing from his wife throughout the whole month of March, Harry agreed to dress up as the easter bunny

When he suddenly stuck his costumed head out from the top of their white picket fence, a church choir of crying and screaming ensued

Instead of being faced with the excited wonder-filled faces that he expected, Harry was met with wide eyes full of terror and dropped jaws full of shock

Children flailed to the protection of their mamas instead of going to hug the famous mascot of the season

He spent an hour going around to every child with his furry head off and shamefully cradled in his hands

apologizing and ensuring that yes, it was just Mr. Crosby, not a giant rabbit who hopped out of nowhere and scared the communion wafers out of them

In his adult life, John Bucky Egan never really cared for Easter festivities up until his eldest daughter was born

When sunny April came around the year that Little Miss Egan turned two, Bucky was excited to take her to the Easter egg hunt ran by the local Church

While the older kids go haywire in their now dirtied church suits and fancy dresses trying to pick up as many eggs as people they counted in church pews just a half hour before, Baby Egan waddles around gently.

Every egg she picks up is taken slowly and carefully from the soft grass beneath her Mary Jane’s, looked at with soft eyes as if being examined and if found fit, is put into her pink basket

Bucky, being impatient and full of excitement for this newly unlocked family activity, sneaks a few extra eggs into her basket to make it look like she has more

His little princess shouldn’t have to hunt for all her own eggs and risk getting her white lace dress dirty anyways

Egan is the only adult collecting eggs with a bunch of random kids. His excuse is that he and his little one share a basket of course. She needs her daddy to teach her how egg hunts are done in order to be better prepped for next year.

The Egan’s aren’t the only ones with a knack for egg hunts.

The Rosenthal children do not celebrate Easter but it does not stop them from showing up to the park’s “Eggstravaganza Hunt” every year

Being the determined little Rosies that they are, they dominate the competition. These kids will have their baskets full to the brim with eggs in a matter of minutes.

You notice a child with a head full of bouncy brown curls, pink cheeks, and grass stained knees run by you? You better hope that your little Bobby can keep up.

Rosie watches on like a focused parent at their child’s soccer game

His children with their chocolate and sugar covered faces furrow their eyebrows and tilt their heads when a random woman with a crying child tells them “Do y’all really need all that candy? Jesus would want you to share, don’t you think?”

The Mini Rosenthals come back home with sugar rushes that can power the whole neighborhood for a week straight

An upside for Rosie and his wife who have to deal with these energized little roadrunners is that the kids crash an hour earlier than usual

leaving room for extra alone time on a cool Sunday night

One easter, Benny Demarco randomly walks through the foyer of his home with a white floppy eared bunny wearing a perfect little bow tie

Is that the one you wore to our date last weekend? His wife can’t help but shake her head at her husband’s audacity as the children gather around their newest sibling with eyes full of happiness

The kids are excited but Mrs. Demarco has to try to put on a smile because “Who the hell is going to take care of that thing?”

Soon enough, a hutch is built in the backyard and more bunnies are added to the family

Mrs. Demarco falls in love and calls them her “bunny babes”

She’s met with a “I knew it was a good idea” from her husband every time she is seen cradling and baby-talking to one of their beloved pets

I mean…they are both major pet lovers. It’s one of the reasons they work so well together. But is one more responsible of the two? Definitely.

The excited squeals of children and adorable nose twitches of cute little bunnies makes it all worth it

The Demarcos aren’t the only 100th household with their own personal Easter Bunny

When John Egan jokingly told his four year old that leaving a baby carrot under her pillow would lead to a special gift from Mr. Easter Bunny himself, he did not expect her to take it seriously.

At midnight, Bucky wakes up with eyes hardly open and gets out of bed with a mission

This annual mission is to tiptoe into his daughter’s bedroom and carefully exchange the aluminum foil wrapped baby carrot tucked carefully under her soft pillow for a few cents from his wallet

As more children are born, the tradition continues

Even future generations of Egans continue to buy bags of baby carrots as Easter Sunday approaches

Not only to snack on them all of Spring Break but also to place one in a sandwich bag or wrap one in saran wrap to hide underneath each child’s pillow

Not necessarily knowing why they’re the only house that participates in this unusual tradition

Not knowing that it started from the unbreaking belief of a wide-eyed four year old and her father who stopped laughing when he realized that he was stuck playing off-brand Tooth Fairy for the rest of his life

Gale Cleven’s household has a more relaxed Easter Sunday compared to the rest

After Church, some Easter themed activities, and a well-needed nap upon arriving home, the Cleven’s go to their garden to plant new flowers

Fresh tulips, chrysanthemums, and pansies are all beautiful, refreshing signs that spring is here

Why do the Cleven’s have such green thumbs you ask? Maybe their blonde hair resembles the comforting sun, the plants can’t help but feel warmth. Maybe their caring blue eyes are as nurturing as water, the plants can’t help but thrive.

They started growing flowers and vegetables in their garden when the first after they bought their house

It was the Clevens’ first step towards making it a home

The flowers represented new beginnings, fresh starts, and growth. Essentials after everything they have been through.

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Hope you enjoyed! Wishing everyone a happy, happy Spring🌸 My first time writing something and posting it in 4 months…ahhhh. There’s more where this came from, my mind just does not stop.

[eating-plastic]

Headcanons: Maison Talo Being Protective Over His S/O

A/N: Yay, my first x reader thingy! Also, don’t get it twisted, just because I have never reblogged  anything about Scopophobia Studios on my blog doesn’t mean I don’t like their stuff. Anyhoo, this is for the few House House lovers out there. Enjoy!

🏠-There are two things that Maison Talo is certain about

🏠-1.) He loves you and cares about you dearly

🏠-2.) The Uncanny Valley has its fair share of dangers (I mean, he should know, he is one of them) 

🏠- He often recommends joining you for walks whether you are going to work, shopping, or just need some fresh air. He says that it is just him wanting to spend time with you and scope out some “food” for himself

🏠-This is only partially true. Don’t get me wrong, he loves spending time with you and he is always on the lookout for some poor soul that made the mistake of moving to the Uncanny Valley, but his true motivations are to make sure some weirdo doesn’t make you feel uncomfortable or harass you. Besides, you and him both know that the bus stops on the edges of the Valley are where he’ll find his “food”, and you barely trek towards the Valley’s edges

🏠-Of course, if you find his presence to be overbearing and want some time to yourself, he’ll hesitantly respect your wishes

🏠-I haven’t even mentioned how he gets when it comes to the threats that he is definitely sure of: Other realtors

  🏠-When he brings this up to you, you are both surprised and not at the same time. I mean, now that you think about it, it makes sense that there would be other “beings” like Maison. At the same time, though, it never popped into your mind (perhaps your brain just doesn’t want to think about potential dangers)

🏠-Maison warns you about how they look and are going to act towards you. Well dressed, sleazy, manipulative, pushy (all things he was towards you when you both first met lol)

🏠-If you are bothered by any other realtor, he wants you to describe them to him. He’ll quickly know who you are talking about and is more than happy to have a little “chat” (read threat) with them about leaving you alone

🏠-While realtors don’t drag their “food” to their house forms by force (i.e. kidnapping), some interactions can leave you a bit shaken up. Especially if you are a more timid person

🏠-If you ever have an encounter that leaves you very shaken, well, don’t be surprised if you see a news story about a “for sale” house on the news that’s gone up in flames on TV

🏠-While you’re watching the news, he’ll glance over to the TV when the story pops up and smile

🏠-”Oh dear, what a shame,” he’ll say before quickly looking away, as the sight of burning houses makes him feel queasy 

🏠-Maison will also find himself getting accustomed to other realtors mocking him 

🏠-”Did you hear? The old man has gone soft.”

🏠-”All of this fuss over a morsel of food.”

 🏠-”That piece of meat’s got him all loopy. He’ll starve.”

🏠-”Shame what happened to Talo. Falling down the food chain like that.”

🏠-He couldn’t care less, though. He hasn’t starved yet and he’s the happiest he’s ever been. And why wouldn’t he? You accept him, you trust him, and you love him. He can’t remember feeling this way towards anyone. Has he ever loved anyone as he does you, before? He isn’t sure

🏠-There is one thing that Maison Talo is certain of: He loves you, his dearest tenant  

[planetxiao]

OKOK I SAW UR REQUESTS ARE OPEN THO so let me add another one to my tbr list <33 feel free to ignore this tho if it doesn‘t inspire you no pressure 🥰

ran straight to finding some prompts after seeing it, so how about "Will you notice me when I am gone? Will you come for me or search for me?" + genshin men of ur choice (but ur gonna get bonus kisses if u include alhaitham)

adjust the prompt as it suits you !! sending u lots of love <3

# WHEN I’M GONE.

꠵ PAIRINGS; xiao ; childe ; alhaitham x reader

꠵ GENRE; hurt/comfort, headcanons.

꠵ SYNOPSIS; you ask your lover a certain question just to see how he’d react.

꠵ NOTES; you gave me creative freedom, i give you extra smooches <33 ALSO I HOPE I WROTE ALHAITHAM OKAY LOL i haven’t met him in the game yet :,)

“Will you notice me when I am gone?” You asked, awaiting any reaction. “Will you come for me or search for me?”

# XIAO

Xiao stiffened once the first question left your mouth. It was so sudden that he was taken aback, both shocked and concerned. His head was swirling with the various meanings it could have. Did he do something wrong? Were you in danger? Or worse, were you dying?

“What is the meaning of this?” Xiao’s tone came out rougher than intended. But you didn’t give him an answer, only another question that made his frown deepen. Xiao didn’t know what to make of any of this, all he knew was the way his heart twinged at the possibilities.

Xiao stood up, walking toward the balcony’s ledge. It took him a couple seconds to process your words, and what he wanted to say. There was so much, and yet so little. “…If you’re in danger, you need to tell me. I’ll protect you no matter what.”

# CHILDE

Childe’s brows knit together as he tilted his head in puzzlement. What would even prompt a question like that, he wondered. His heart ached with worry; worried that he had done something— or not done enough, worried that you would leave.

His calm demeanor was cracking right in front of your eyes. The crumbling edges seeped into his voice as he asked, “Is everything alright, Y/N?” But as he was hit with another question, his vexation ran stone cold. It was not a question of what brought this upon, but who, it seemed.

Childe’s mind spiraled rapidly, but he recomposed himself in order to not worry you. Taking a deep breath, he grabbed your hand. “I’d follow you to the ends of this world and the next, my love.” He declared, kissing your knuckles. But first, he’d have to give his men a new assignment. If someone was threatening you, he would find out. And if his suspicions were correct, they wouldn’t live long enough to see the next sunrise.

# ALHAITHAM

“What a ridiculous question,” He scoffed. Alhaitham didn’t even need to ponder the thought. It simply wouldn’t happen. He wouldn’t allow it. But for you to have to ask… it was obvious to him, wasn’t it to you? Had he not done enough to express his love for you?

His response didn’t deter you from asking your next question, though. And as before, Alhaitham did not wish to entertain it. These sudden hypotheticals would never come to fruition as long as he could do something about it, but your persistence puzzled him. Were you trying to hint at something?

Alhaitham was a man that remained sure of himself, even in the most cumbersome situations. He spared the breath of useless words and only said what he meant. So when he held your face with one hand and leveled his eyes with yours, an ever sharp gaze that bore into your very being, he declared with the utmost confidence, “If you were to ever leave my side, I would tear this world apart until I found you.”

꠵ TAGLIST; @sonder-paradise @snowbits

[iplaytillifallasleep]

Orin and Durge have their disagreements - Orin is not happy how Durge is running the temple and Durge teaching Orin what Bhaal likes, and offended Orin that her imperfection maybe because of her diluted blood, while Durge is the sole kin and came from blood of Bhaal, Durge is the only one who understands him. Durge does praise Orin saying that she kills beautifully and even Durge cannot achieve that kind of talent/skill.

Orin responds to Durge’s letter - with a threat because her freedom got limited since she gets to spend her time with the other “Chosen” - hence she will craft herself a better Chosen - by putting a worm on Durge’s head to become mindless.

These are all possible because Orin saw the letter of Apology Durge created and felt disgusted by it.

From the Memoirs of Gortash. They met with Ketheric first, Gortash discovered that there was a mind flayer colony and did crown of Karsus Heist. Then the raid to capture and enslave the elder brain. Orin beat up Durge and put a worm in its head. As mentioned, Durge was the very first to be “enslaved”. Then Orin presented herself to the other 2 chosen declaring that they went on a duel she is now the new Chosen. Gortash as one of the original initiator of the plan cannot delay the raid because of leadership issues of one of their allies, it will meant to disrespect the other Chosens and their Gods.

Ketheric was not happy as well with your presence since you came to be commanding in Moonrise towers - which is his domain. The guards were advised by Ketheric to show outmost respect but Durge already asserts its dominance which they believe Durge haven’t earned yet - this was also mentioned by the warden.

Ketheric said that Myrkul mentioned to join with “Orin” and Gortash as part of the Chosen, Durge was never mentioned, as a prize Myrkul will revive his daughter. So Ketheric was just waiting for you to be replaced by Orin. (But in the end when Durge and Ketheric meant - an option will be given if Ketheric will repent to the things he had done, succeeding that option and you will not fight Ketheric but he will throw himself and fight avatar of Myrkul instead.)

After disabling Durge - since it happened in Moonrise and Ketheric is aware - he asked Balthazar to take care of it, to make it a thrall. But since Durge was so beat up, no one expected that Durge will still live until Kressa repaired Durge.

Gortash from his memoirs created a strike team to get the Astral Prism as it serves as a threat to their plans, with the Emperor leading it. Kressas’ husband plead to Balthazar to send away Durge since his wife has been obsessed and doesn’t act like her since the thing arrived. Balthazar then includes Durge in the nautiloid.

Gortash and Durge’s relationship from wiki explains that their relationship is built on mutual respect. They understood the value of alliance, but in the end, it is a battle of dominance, who’s Chosen will win, and who is the God that will prevail. Each of them have plans to either betray or kill each other and control. It just so happens that Gortash plans to defer all none Bane allies to them, Gortash plans to rule over his allies, but with Durge, Bhaal is in the way. That’s why when he founds out that Durge rejected Bhaal - he was thrilled. Happy even, that Durge is not bound anymore to Bhaal, It’s may also be possible that Gortash read the letter of Durge. And sees that the problem with their relationship is that Durge is being held in the neck by Bhaal and the reason for the urges. Gortash understoods that. It also explains why he was genuinely happy when Durge went into his coronation.

I’m sorry, this took longer than I expected, this is just my headcanon. Don’t fight me.

[plasticbag3207]

Alastor and Vox Possibly Knew Each Other in Life

I recently started writing/planning a fic centering around how Alastor and Vox met, and how their friendship turned sour into what their rivalry is today. I’m sure people have already written fics like this but I haven’t seen any (not that I’ve been looking) with this as the main plot and without heavy shipping.

Until literally this morning I wasn’t ever quite able to peg down Alastor and Vox’s ages. I assumed they were at least in their 30s, though it didn’t seem out of the question to say they were older or maybe even a little younger.

That is until I found the leaked character sheets of them. Apparently a year (or two?) ago someone leaked a lot of the character sheets/voice sheets for most of Hazbin Hotel’s cast. Obviously leaking is bad, don’t do it. I also don’t know if everything on those sheets is still canon, so I’m only going to talk about the ages. Also massive thank you to my friend for talking about this with me and helping me come up with stuff :)

(Theories, Headcanons, and Spoilers for the fic below the cut)

According to Alastor’s character sheet, he’s roughly in his 40s, and I’m going to say he was born in 1891. Assuming sinners don’t physically age at all after going to hell (because I’m 90% sure they don’t), that’d make him 42 at his death in 1933. Vox on the other hand, I’m saying was born in 1902, and died in 1955, making him 53 when he died. With these dates Vox and Alastor were only 11 years apart.

In my headcanons Alastor landed his job as a radio host in his mid 20s (1913), and built his way up to being the most popular radio host in New Orleans. By 1918 (27 years old) he had his own full show, which ran for 15 years until his death—and was wildly popular.

My headcanon for Vox on the other hand, is that he started as an actor. He always loved attention, and soon by his early 20s (1924) became a big hit on the silver screen. Very quickly he climbed to the top, becoming beloved by Hollywood and starring in many more movies over his lifespan.

I don’t think Alastor had such a massive disdain for television or visual media yet, though I’m not going to say he loved it. He saw Vox as some attention hound, constantly desperate for more with an insatiable appetite—not unlike himself.

Vox at some point stumbles apon Alastor’s radio show, and instantly loves the guy. He laughs at every joke, loves the creativity of the sound effects, and such. After some tugging of strings he meets Alastor in person and offers to interview him on one of his late night shows. Alastor reluctantly accepts, though the two can’t help but be put off—and even annoyed at times by each others’ presence.

The interview, to say the least, does not go very well. Alastor found it a bit humiliating, Vox being too caught up in the spotlight and not all that willing to share it with Alastor. After that, Al decided that “this face was made for radio” and radio only.

They potentially saw each other in passing, but beyond that their interactions were limited.

Eventually Al dies, and is outed as a serial killer. Vox becomes ever more popular with televisions becoming a household item of the 50s until he dies.

Yippie :)

I’m not 100% sure how much of this is canon compliant, but whatever it’s my fanfic I’ll do what I want with it. Also don’t worry I didn’t spoil the entire thing, just aspects of their human lives. Most of the fic will probably be in Hell. (When/if I post the fic on Ao3 I’ll link it here aswell)

EDIT: I started the fic, it’s a little rough but I’ll polish it up eventually. I also can’t promise I’ll stay 100% true to everything I talked about in this post but it’ll probably be pretty close. Anyways, I hope you enjoy :)

[milogreer]

For that thing you just reblogged (I'm sooo good explaining myself), Lasko? ^^

hi morgan! 👋🏼 ty for letting me talk about lasko again hehe ↳ send me a character!

My first impression: so … i almost didn’t get into the DAMN arc when i should have chronologically 🫣 when i saw that there was gonna be new characters i was so reluctant to get into them bc i just wanted the ones i already knew. but he had me hooked in his first audio cause the way he went “shit- i mean damn- DARN. ah fuck” made me laugh 💘

My impression now: LASKO 🥰🥰 my number two guy!! he’s made me so genuinely rabid sometimes that i don’t even know how i’ve survived it. i really really love how his character has developed & still is developing now with his coworker. i miss him so dearly, i hope he comes back soon despite the pack weddings on the horizon

A favorite thing: i always think it’s so funny when he swears and then tries to correct himself even outside of work settings. babes it’s okay!! you can say fuck! this is a safe space beloved swear all you want bc i swear like a fuckin sailor

Least favorite thing: not least favorite in an “i don’t like this” way but in a “this makes me so so sad” way: oh man. the ways he puts himself down, like. when he says “i don’t know if you should have to see the ‘nothing special’ side of me yet” ??? oh my god. there was a similar line in the FL/gavin/lasko BA that made me hurt so much i had to pause and walk away for a minute ☹️

Favorite line/scene: “being with you, how i feel when i’m with you, how i feel right now… it’s proof that new isn’t scary. i don’t have to be scared of something just because it’s unfamiliar.” …. i actually haven’t ever relistened to the first time audio bc it did psychic damage to me LOL but i had to find the exact quote... this audio and the “slowing down” audio i feel gave him a lot of depth beyond “nervous sub who gets freaky sometimes” and i love it for him!!

Favorite interaction that character has with another: listen listen listen okay. i love gavin/lasko as much as the next person. i eat up every single interaction like it’s the most expensive dessert on the menu. HOWEVER. lasko inviting huxley to join his dnd campaign when they're first reconnecting makes me so happy 🥺💕

A character that I wish that character would interact with more: milo ummm hmm…. tbh i always love when lasko and damien get like Real Interactions. i think they should have more one on ones that aren’t about DAMN or damien worrying that he’s freaking lasko out/lasko being nervous about damien’s intensity

Another character from another fandom that reminds me of them: i have forgotten every single other character i’ve ever met 🫣 i think i'm gonna take this option out for the other asks i got unless someone rly hits me lskjdgsd

A headcanon: i know it’s popular fanon already but i really do love when he is tall and bespectacled. mwah. also i think he likes vocaloid. it’s just a feeling i have

A song: against the kitchen floor by will wood !!!! i’ve posted it before but it’s always the first one i think of for lasko

An unpopular opinion: we need less twinky baby-faced white boy laskos. being submissive doesn't automatically make you a skinny twink!! giving him fat, facial hair, wrinkles, etc will not kill him i promise

[ryuichirou]

Replies

A couple of miscellaneous replies.

Anonymous asked:

I used to be pretty indifferent to the NRC school staff, but your art and headcanons made me warm up to them a lot, especially Crewel, so thank you!

Aside for his crush on Trein, what do you think Crewel's sex/love life is like? Does he prefer one-night stands or is he interested in finding a more stable relationship? Would he use dating apps or does he just go with the flow?

Aww you’re welcome and thank you, Anon! We don’t get nearly enough of the NRC school stuff in the game itself, but I still love them a lot, so I’m happy you also got invested in them and Crewel specifically.

I like to think that Crewel has quite an active sex/love life. For some reason I imagine him as someone who goes to very specific types of clubs and bars and meets people there (+ maybe people from the fashion industry?) but he could also use dating apps when he’s in the mood for those. Although he seems like the type who needs to see a person with his eyes first, to “smell” them and make sure that they have chemistry.

He doesn’t date; he’s never dated anyone “seriously” in his life. He has a lot of partners though, and he isn’t the nicest person to a lot of them. He doesn’t abuse them or anything, just ghosts a lot of people. He’s a bit of a mess, to be honest lol

Anonymous asked:

I read your twst first time HCs and I laughed at the ones for Jamil. He totally is that guy who’s either really experienced or he’s a total virgin who people just THINK is experienced. Plus that thing about sex as a form of self-punishment is just so on the nose for him I feel.

If Kalim was his first time when do you think it would’ve happened? After Overblot, before Overblot, at the Firework festival, etc.?

Thank you, Anon!! Yeah, Jamil has such a seductive vibe sometimes, as if he knows exactly what he’s doing, but in actuality it’s so possible for him to not even want to have sex at all lol he has too many things to worry about. I’m also happy you noted the self-punishment part! I feel like I come back to this idea every time I think about poor Jamil.

If Kalim was his first, I would say it probably happened after Jamil’s Overblot. We haven’t seen the Firework festival yet, so I’m not sure about the level of tension between them during this period… But maybe during Ch5? When they were staying at the Ramshackle, for example. Or even earlier, right after Ch4. Maybe everything that went down made Kalim reflect on his feelings towards Jamil and realise just how much he desires him.

Or maybe they were having sex actively already by the time we met them lol Kalim seems to be so comfortable around Jamil, it wouldn’t be very surprising to learn that all of his sexual awakening was tightly tied to his closeness with him. So I guess it all depends on his horny or childish you want Kalim to be.

artfulhero-m asked:

After all this time I think your art has convinced my brain to finally ship Lilia x Silver (because you're the only artist that I follow that ships it lol) and my brain has decided to tell me by showing me Lilia teaching Silver how to have a good time if you catch my drift wink wink (source: it was revealed to me in a dream)

Ahh, welcome to this wonderful ship! <3 Honestly more people should ship these two lol so any new shipper is always good news.

BUT OH GOD PEOPLE KEEP HAVING THE BEST DREAMS LOL Your brain literally went “do we ship LiliSil? Take a wild guess, here is a hint”..

It’s completely right though, Lilia has taught Silver everything he needs to know to have fun both by himself and with someone else~

Anonymous asked:

do either of you have a yuu/twst oc?

Not really, we aren’t that into yuus and stuff.

Anonymous asked:

Opinions on Kalim x Vil?

I loved that scene where Vil demonstrated a proper skin care routine on Kalim’s silly face lol it was fun.

Don’t have a lot of thoughts about them as a ship though, maybe it’s because we haven’t seen the events in which they interacted more.

blackbutlerfandomnerddomain asked:

Me and my Tumblr fans have brought the life of something: Kalim Harem. Everyone is dating and sleeping with Kalim.

So here's the thing I can't help but focus on: Orgies

Like SO MANY ORGIES MY DUDE!!

I'm talking a fucking CHORE CHART WHEEL for those who are boning with him throughout the week until Orgy Date and something about Kalim just casually mentions the date in public is so fucking funny to me!

I feel like the first few times it was awkward for everyone to look at each other but soon it led to the others in the poly to bone each other without Kalim

So my question to you is; Thoughts of dorm orgies? I just get the vibe everyone's TOO CLOSE and the staff either doesn't know or know just refuse to say anything

Alright, it took me waaaaay too long to reply to this one, sorry for the wait!!

Yours and your fans ideas are quite creative as always lol And honestly you never know with Kalim. He seems so unassuming and innocent one moment, but he’s also full of surprises. He could be quite horny, and boy oh boy what a surprise it would be to the Scarabia students lol

(I’m saying it as someone who drew a comic of Kalim NOT fucking his harem because he’d rather sing and dance with them…)

Out of all the dorms, I feel like Scarabia is the most likely to have this type of ehh ARRANGEMENT. Other than that, Savanaclaw might do this type of stuff too lol

Oh and the staff won’t do anything about it anyways, Crowley is going to act like it’s not happening or it’s some kind of bonding moment for the guys lol

[crimeloyalty-arch]

𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐘'𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒⸻ i’ve made a couple of changes to harley’s tattoos as presented in the dceu & wanted to throw together a quick post to summarize! please see this reference for an overall map.  

my harley has never had the ‘rotten,’  ‘lucky you,’ or ‘i’m watching’ tattoos. she does still have her heart face tattoo as well as the dolphin tattoo,  the latter of which she got in college.  she has a ‘spank me’ tattoo on her ass that she also got in college . . . definitely as a joke . . . moving on . . . 

in her third arc, she has had the ‘property of joker’ tattoo on her back modified to say ‘property of no one.’  she has also had the ‘j’ tattoo on her arm turned into a mermaid. during birds of prey,  harley tattoos over most of the tattoos on her legs,  altering or removing references to the joker. she changes ‘puddin’ to pudding cup, scratches out ‘i ♡ puddin’,  and crosses out the ‘puddin’ from ‘harley + pudding,’  tattooing ‘bruce’ on the line below. additionally,  she changes the ‘P’ in the ‘P + H’ heart to be a B,  again in honor of bruce. she will eventually get all of the self-done tattoos on her legs professionally removed - they make her skin crawl. 

i am still not addressing the ‘daddy’s lil monster’ tattoo at this time but i can tell you she has a bat symbol tattooed on the small of her back.

[techyghoul]

A Little Guidance

Rating: General, SFW

Main content: Questioning gender, making sense of things, Mist basically being a proud parent, discussion of trans Ghouls, Phantom's pronouns change as their perspective changes.

Phantom's still making sense of the world now that they're topside, but a nagging feeling persists. If anyone would get it, Mist would.

Read on AO3 or below the cut! Catch up on the matriarchal ghouls headcanons here.

Having physical form was not the problem, it was just this one.

Going from an almost animal-like form with claws, paw pads and cat-like hind quarters to a mostly humanoid one was something entirely. It was explained by Omega that this form was to help him in this world, with less things to glamor, he could reserve his energy throughout the day. So, save for retractable claws, a tail, and pointed ears, Phantom's body was entirely humanoid. He went from centuries (in human time) of being one way, to being another in a matter of moments.

It made sense, in a way, but makes it no less odd. On days when he's particularly tired, he can't help but stare at his new lanky form. Either staring down at it or looking at himself in the mirror. It still doesn't feel like him. But there’s also the feeling that Phantom isn’t a him. Everyone keeps saying it and while it doesn’t feel wrong, it doesn’t feel entirely right either.

If anyone would get it, it’s Mist. They’ll understand, or at least be able to help Phantom verbalize this feeling.

Phantom’s never been so automatic in his movements, opting to walk out of the dens main room and go seek out Mist in their room. In fact, the young Quint finds themselves knocking quickly on the door in such a way that Mist opens with a panic. “Satan below, what’s wrong Little Quint? Who’s hurt?” Their usual laid-back way of being replaced with worry hits Phantom in a way that almost brings tears. “No one just… I don’t know. I need your help." The elder ghoul sees this and brings them into their room quickly. “Start from the top, Phantom. Tell me what’s going on.” Mist ushers them to the bed, sitting at the side so that they’re both eye level with one another.

“This form is just… it’s something I can’t figure out. It still doesn’t feel like me.” There are raw emotions there, how limbs still don’t feel real, and dealing with things like glamours just twists it. “And everyone keeps saying things about me and it’s just… nothing feels right.”

Most stares for a moment, processing what Phantom’s said. “I need you to expand on what doesn’t feel right. Is it the body? Is it what people say you are? Or is it both?” Phantom has to sit there and stew with those words, what was worse? “Omega thinks the body will just take time. But it’s the other thing. Everyone keeps calling me he, but that doesn’t feel right. Like it’s not wrong but it’s not nice?” The water ghoul raises an eyebrow, having some ideas. “Okay, how does she feel? Better? Worse? The same?”

“It’s the same. No different, no worse.” Phantom shrugs. Ah, there it is. And now Mist does really get it. “Okay. So, you haven’t met too many humans yet, just the siblings and papa. I’ll try my best to explain it like it was explained to me, okay?” Mist speaks with a smile, and Phantom nods. “So, humans like this thing called the gender binary. Male and female. It’s an easy way to classify things sometimes. But life doesn’t always fit in either category. You know, there grey area in things.” Phantom is still oh so lost in these human concepts, but he seems to understand. Humans tend to see things as either or.

“Humans call this being non-binary. Not quite male, or quite female. You’re like me, honey.” They smile, almost proudly. “You want to go by they and them, or anything? Or something specific?”

“There’s a choice?” The younger ghoul asks, a bit bewildered. “Uh, I think the first one. I dunno.” Mist knows that all too well, and chuckles. “Got it kiddo.” They both sit in silence for a moment, Mist there as Phantom gets his head around it all. It can be overwhelming at first. “I know feeling your body is new. But is it a bad feeling when you see yourself? Anything you’d change if you were able?”

“Nothing like that it just. It doesn’t feel like it’s mine? Like everything’s so different and weird. But I wouldn’t say bad?” Phantom shrugs. “I don’t dislike the way I look. Maybe some of the clothes aren’t the greatest…” A thought struck him. “Is that what Dew felt?” Dew had been a ghoul Phantom stuck to on a regular. The fire ghoul made him feel safe, and they always knew he would be honest with them. So, they’ve seen the scars on his chest, but never really questioned it. They asked if they were his gills once, but Dew only laughed and pointed to the scars on his neck for that. Phantom has also seen him naked, but never quite put together the differences in everyone’s bodies. And with what Mist has told them, the wheels are turning.

“Kind of yeah. But that’s for him to tell you, okay? That’s not my place.” Mist smiles, wrapping and arm around Phantom. “You got a lot to learn kid, but you aren’t by yourself. Not for a single moment, okay? I’m happy you came to me.” They look on like a proud parent, something Phantom’s grateful for. “Don’t go figuring out everything in an entire day, it makes it more confusing. Some know right away, and others don’t. No real rhyme or reason to it.”

“So we can just…” The younger ghoul trails off. “Figure it out together?” Mist sees how timid they are, but it’s a frightening thing that navigate in a situation like this. Summoned to a world with rules and nonsense that’s confusing, on top of that there’s feelings too.

“Day by day. Yeah. So…. Let’s start with how we feel today?” They prompt the other with a small grin, again, watching the wheels turn inside the little Quint’s head. But it’s all starting to make some sense, and by the Morningstar, Phantom’s grateful. “Feminine?” They sound unsure. “No worries. We can rock with that. Plus, I’m sure if you ask nicely the girls would love to have an excuse to dress you up. Lus has this great make-up collection and all that. I know they had a blast with Aurora, I’m sure they’ll have a blast with you too.” Mist knows this with absolute certainty, for it’s how they’ve welcomed all the others like them in their time together. Phantom just, sits for a moment to think about it, a small blush in their face. “I can do it?”

The water ghoul nods. “Yeah you can. When it was Dew’s time I think all the guys took him out on a hunt. He still talks about it.” As it was their first go round as a proper matriarch, Mist looks on that fondly, how Dew came bounding up all excited with a stags antler in his hands, Alpha tagging behind with the other massive horn, a token for his first hunt now proudly displayed above the fireplace in his room. “And I took Sunny out shopping when she told me. So for you, it’s whatever you want.”

It’s hours later, the giggling has stopped in Cumulus and Cirrus’ room. Mist finds that’s a good time to go check on how things have gone. As they expected, it the lights are low now, Phantom and Aurora are inseparable as ever. Like when they first arrived, they cling around one another, Aurora’s small stature proving to be anything but her disposition as she takes a more dominant role in cradling Phantom to her chest. Cumulus is sat up in a corner, head tilting to one side, Cirrus’ head is in her lap. And at Phantom and Aurora’s side is Sunshine. The only one still really awake in all this mess of clothes and blankets, she smiles proudly as she looks at Phantom, all pretty and made up for the first time. Mist can see the absolute beaming pride on her face, a look they’ve worn themselves when they did this for her. There’s also pride in being a matriarch for the pack, for caring for someone and guiding them when they need you.

[lycanlovingvampyre]

MAG 123 Relisten

Activity on my first listen: putting up a new fence (moved again to a different part of the property... I've been patching that fence for years and I got so much done during TMA!)

Web Development, ha! (I know, I know, I'm easily amused...)

JON: (salty) "Coma, great! Let’s rearrange his office. Sleeping people don’t need – pens." [HE STEPS IN SOMETHING WITH A SQUELCH!] JON: "Euagh! What –" Up until this point Jon (and first-listeners) doesn't know what happened yet. Seems like there is still some residue from the Flesh attack, hehe. That’s also the reason they *had* to throw Jon's cloths out. Interesting, that the jar of ashes survived. I'd guess Martin still was there for the clean-up? My headcanon is, he was the one who wanted to go through Jon's office, trying to salvage things and managed to sufficiently clean up the jar to keep it. It gave Jon some closure and feeling of safety back then, I'd totally understand, if Martin wanted to preserve that.

MELANIE: "Tim is dead. Daisy is dead, and you – what, you’re just fine?" JON: "What – no! I’ve been in hospital for six months!" MELANIE: "Something has been in hospital. Something that’s got your face" Even though Melanie and Basira weren't too affected by the Not!Them (Basira almost not at all, she never met the real Sasha), that trauma still sits so deep with all of them. They know the Fears are not benevolent, and one of those things got Jon to wake up. (Also yeah, Slaughter bullet)

MELANIE: "I warned Basira; I said not to let you back in here, but she just" (increasingly angry; starts slamming [the wall]) "doesn’t! listen!" Lydia really nails the rage here. How the voice begins to break.

MELANIE: "Oh! Okay, so it’s what, hi Jon, how are you, get anyone killed lately?" JON: (dumbstruck) "I – I –" MELANIE: "Wipe that look off of your face. Like you’re not the reason all of this is happening! (she takes a breath) Like you’re any better than – than him!" This is hurtful on so many levels. And Jon and Melanie let us know what an impact this had on Jon (Jon being speechless and Melanie making a comment on the look on his face). Jon hasn't been the friendliest of people, but since MAG 22 he’s been on a steady path to change. All of his actions have been either hypervigilance from being traumatized as a kid (which is a defense mechanism. Learn all about everything, you'll hopefully be a step ahead and things can't hurt you - in S2 this really ended in bad actions. Like I understand why he's been paranoid, but the others also don't have to tolerate this from him) or (and this has been all of S3) trying to keep others safe, including Melanie. He just didn’t know how to do it. Mr. Spider taught him if other people get involved, they’ll get hurt. And then Elias, comparing Jon to Elias. As if Elias hasn't hurt Jon enough as well, even if it wasn't that obvious, especially not for the others. Elias' grooming Jon into things he never wanted is just so disgusting to me.

MELANIE: "No! You don’t, do you? He’s still alive. You are still alive. So this place is still –" See above. (The worst of this: She's kind of right! If Jon dies, they'll go free.)

JON: "Okay." [HE TAKES A LONG, SHAKY BREATH.] JON: "I’m sorry." T_T (Yeah, if it wasn't clear from the first two episodes of S4, this is going to be one huge punch to the gut after the other.)

BASIRA: "Alright. Best I can understand it, Beholding, or the Eye, or… whatever you wanna call it, we’re one of the only powers that hasn’t taken a shot at a ritual. Yet. And everything out there knows it." JON: "No – I mean, we can’t be the only ones, surely." Funny thing, this about the Eye haven’t taken a shot at a ritual yet stayed very strongly with me the first time around. So much, that I ignored all the clues that Elias is trying to do exactly this (Gerry in MAG 111 about the Watcher's Crown, Basira later to Elias in prison about him kicking off his little ritual from a jail cell). I bunched the Eye up with the End and the Web (because they also don’t have a ritual as we'll later learn) even though my sister already went "No no, the Eye has the Watcher's Crown" and then I went full Surprised Pikachu Face when things finally happened.

BASIRA: "Yeah, it was bad. We took them all out. Melanie did most of them. She was… she got a knife from somewhere and –" JON: (overlapping) "Basira I-I don’t know if that’s a good sign?" BASIRA: "She saved my life, Jon. She saved all of us. I won’t forget that." Oh, the hypocrisy of this. But we know, that Basira's heavily playing favorites in this season. Jon being back is not a good sign, but when Jon points out Melanie's unending rage and superhuman knife strength, it's okay because sHe SaVeD BaSiRa's LiFe? As if Jon wasn't part of the saving-the-world-from-the-Unknowing-crew, does that not count? (Speaking from a point of their knowledge at this time, of course.)

BASIRA: "Don’t be too hard on him, Jon. Your, uh, situation. It hit him. Hard." JON: (sighs) "Yes. Well, I’m sure there are better ways to deal with it than getting – cozy with Elias’s successor." Jealous? :)

BASIRA: (sighs) "Rumor is a couple of researchers up on the third floor decided to ignore some of his new directives, and… whoosh." I think it'd be really funny to see TMA from the eyes of someone not working in the Archives (or Rosie). Like all those people who have no idea what this place is. And how would they explain this event though. Two researchers suddenly disappearing...

JON: "Oh." [HE LAUGHS, BUT IT, TOO, IS HUMORLESS.] JON: "The more things change… So, we’re under siege, Melanie is aggressively unstable, Martin is working very closely with – The Lonely, who is predictably enough isolating him, and, oh, yes, uh, Tim and Daisy are still dead. (laughing) Which is at least easy to keep track of." There goes his sanity...

"As he told it, she was young, rail-thin underneath an oversized brown hoodie, which she kept pulled up, trying to cover up a network of pale stitches that stretched over one side of her head." Ha, totally forgot Annabelle was already in this. From what we heard about her from MAG 69, I don't know if this was even very obvious to spot when first listening? At that point, all we would know was that she got her head bashed in and dressed in vintage clothes? Oh and spiders of course...

"She just mumbled something about custom requirements and told Greg to drink his latte, which he did, so he tells me, though he can’t stand milk in his coffee." So subtle!

Chelicerae is btw what the "mandibles" or "fangs" of arachnids are actually called.

"According to those who followed such things, all you had to do was start a new thread as a Guest, something Greg had been instructed to make sure was possible, and the title of that thread should be the name of someone you want dead." A digital death note, gotcha! xD Okay, jokes aside, I love this and MAG 65, those internet creepy pastas! 

"He rarely goes out anymore, and, judging by the cobwebs, he definitely doesn’t clean his house like he used to." There's no such thing as random cobwebs in TMA.

JON: "Another gap. And whoever took it didn’t do any follow-up, just… filed it away. I may be the first person to actually read it, so… (same mirthless cough of a laugh) Sorry, Angie. I suppose." There has already been some speculation about this as part of a mag a day. About the Archivist's dreams, how it works, who end up in there. This "Sorry, Angie", is it meant as an apology for the fact that their statement has been ignored for 2 years? Or is it meant for the possible situation of Angie now ending up in Jon's dreams, since the statement's been given after Gertrude's death and Jon is the first Archivist to read it. This would make Jon's diet even more complicated, having to resort to statements which Gertrude has already consumed in an attempt to not "curse" more people.

JON: "It’s unclear if they were meant to be users or victims, but I cannot help but note that there seem to be the names of several statement givers who found their way to the Institute, including noted arachnophobe Carlos Vittery." The name of the person who set the plot into motion. This should be a very loud clue about the Web pulling its strings all this time!

@a-mag-a-day

[priceof-freedom]

Drabble: Tenderness (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x F!Reader (Top Gun: Maverick)

Summary: A part of you still couldn’t believe that Bradley Bradshaw asked you out on a date.

Warnings: None

A/N: This is meant as a follow-up to my Rooster x Reader one-shot called “Impact”. It is also part of the larger TGM universe where my other fics exist, so please check those out if you haven’t!

Not beta-read, so errors are entirely my own.

Word Count: 622

TOP GUN: MAVERICK MASTERLIST // MAIN MASTERLIST

Since that day on the beach, you were in a constant state of disbelief.

Bradley Bradshaw asked you out on a date. And you agreed.

The events of that day on the beach kept replaying in your head. Granted, you were unconscious for a big chunk of it, but the moment you kept coming back to was between you and Bradley. There was something about the look on his face that stayed with you: he was determined and steadfast that you say yes. You did, but there was still a nagging feeling inside of you.

You were expecting to receive a text from him to cancel. Or worse, he would come to the Hard Deck and make some excuse to get out of it. Yet, neither of that happened. In fact, no text ever came nor did you see him at the bar. The day of your date arrived, and you were fully convinced that it was all just a joke.

So the plan for the evening instead was to stay in sweats, munch on popcorn, and find a new show to binge.

At about seven, just as you were about to get settled on the couch, a knock disrupted the silence of your apartment. When you opened the door, you were greeted with the sight of Bradley, dressed in another one of his Hawaiian shirts and dark pants, clutching a bouquet of flowers.

You gaped at him: it was like your brain short-circuited and you momentarily forgot how to speak.

Bradley took in your appearance and frowned. “You’re in sweats,” he said, in lieu of whatever greeting he had planned. It wasn’t a question nor an accusation; it was an observation made out of confusion.

“You got me flowers?” you said, that being the only response your fried brain could muster.

“Yeah, you gotta get a lady flowers on a first date.”

“A date?” you repeated foolishly.

“Yes, a date, the one you agreed to a couple of days ago.” The frown on his face deepened further, not fully understanding what was happening in front of him.

You felt yourself heating up and your hands flew to your face in embarrassment. “Oh god, I am so sorry.”

“Did— did you change your mind?”

The tone in his voice gave you pause; it sounded almost uncertain. Peeking through your fingers, you saw his handsome face still with that frown and lips pressed into a thin line. You felt a pang of guilt in the pit of your stomach.

“N—no! I thought you might have changed your mind,” you said, wringing your hands helplessly. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him anymore, shame overcoming your body.

A beat of silence passed and neither of you spoke. The air was quite thick with tension, and you were at a loss of what to do or say next.

Bradley, still quiet, stepped over the threshold of your apartment and closed the door behind him. He crossed what little remaining space there was between you, so close that you could already smell his cologne. With his free hand not holding the flowers, he nudged your chin up to look at him. The moment your eyes met his brown ones, you were taken aback by the tenderness on his features.

When he spoke, his voice was soft. “Do you still want to go on a date with me?”

There it was again: the determination on his face, but this time, mixed with a tender affection that threatened to make your knees weak. All you could do was nod.

The smile he gave you in response was so breathtaking that you could have literally melted into a puddle.

“Good. I promise to make it worth your while.”

A/N: Thank you for reading! I really enjoyed writing these short drabbles. My ask box is definitely open for prompts for headcanons / blurbs! 

Please do leave a comment and reblog. 💖

Check out the other stories in this universe:

A one-shot featuring Bob and Doc!Reader, plus the follow-up smutty outtake

A fluffy drabble on Bob and Reader’s first date

A smutty drabble on Bob being called “lieutenant”

Currently, I do not run taglists. I might in the future. :)

[liyawritesss]

How you doing today love? I've been in my Gojo kinnie era because of this angst fic series I'm reading and MHA has been letting me down lately so imma turn to my HQ boys because they will never let me down.

Can I request the Karasuno Third Years meeting their s/o's parents? Whatever event they meet their s/o's parents is up to you.

ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ

Pairing: Sawamura Daichi, Sugawara Koushi, Azumane Asahi x GN!Black!Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Synopsis: What would it be like to bring the third year Karasuno boys home to your family?

Warnings: reader has both parents

A/N: Hello my love <3 I’m doing alright, cramps are killing me tho :(. I’m sorry MHA aint hitting for you, I haven’t gotten back into it cuz I was waiting for all of s5 to drop but i haven’t gotten back to it yet. I think MHA is coming down from it’s peak hype lmao but this aint the post to talk about that. This is for the Karasuno boys!!

Sawamura Daichi

The Karasuno volleyball team had just got done with practice. You had come to watch the boys and give some help to Kiyoko while she was still trying to find a new manager for the team.

Your parents were coming to pick you up, as it was late at night and you lived a ways away, and absolutely refused to have an exhausted Daichi walk you home when he lived in the opposite direction of you

Your parent’s pulled up to the front of the school and, without thinking, you and Daichi waved at them. Your parents knew you had interest in a boy from your class, but had never pressed any further on the topic - they wanted you to come to them about it in your own time. 

Sheepishly the both of you approached the car, and you introduced the tall brunette to your mother and father. Daichi was polite and sheepish, trying to not make a fool of himself. It was an impromptu meeting, but deep down he was glad that it finally happened. 

Since then, your parents  will sometimes hint about meeting the tall brunette again, under more approrpiate settings, and you’d expertly dodge the question, unsure of how Daichi would take the idea. But to your surprise, he more than agrees, joking that if you two are to marry one day, he doesn’t want the first real meeting of your parents being at the alter.

Sugawara Koushi

You were hosting a pastry stand at the Karasuno school festival, and even with his busy schedule with practice and matches with other schools, Suga was there to help you with the setup of your stand

You appreciated his help greatly, and showed it by giving him kisses throughout his time helping you out. And he absolutely adored your affection, so it was an added bonus for him helping you out.

You’d finally finished setting up everything, you were just waiting for your parents to bring the pastries that had been kept warm at home. You had your arms around Sugawara’s neck, his arms around your waist, just off in your own little world. You hardly notice your parents approaching your stand, and its only when you feel Sugawara stiffen that you turn to see them.

Your mom and dad are holding the containers with your pastries inside, trying not to show that they were flustered by the sight of you and your boyfriend (who they haven’t met, but have heard much about) very close and intimate. 

Sugawara remains stiff and on edge the entire time your parents are there, and probably ends every other sentence with an “I’m so sorry” because this was not the way he wanted to meet your family. And at the remark from your father to one day have dinner together so that he can have a redo, the poor boy flushes bright red.

Azumane Asahi

Your parents were having a small get together at your house, and having heard so much about the boy you were seeing, they suggested you bring him over so that they could meet him formally

Asahi, like in anything, was a nervous wreck. He fretted over what to wear, what to do with his hair, how much cologne he should wear, and most importantly, what to say to your parents when the time came.

If possible he would like to not let go of your hand. He needs you for grounding. This man will die on the spot if he loses sight of you, especially around the parents of the girl he’s dating

At first your folks are skeptical, because due to his older appearance, they think you’re dating some kind of delinquent who was held back. But after straightening out the misconception, they’re more than welcoming to the volleyball player. Your mother marvels at his height, and your dad enjoys talking sports with him.

Though he was nervous the entire night, Asahi’s glad that the inevitable was finally done. He wouldn’t have done it if he truly didn’t love you and didn’t see a future with you. Now all he has to worry about is asking your dad for your hand in marriage. Yup, no pressure at all.

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