#Oh my god these headcannons

[qcomicsy]

I am in my angst today so I'm going to drop a few of ansty Batfam headcannons.

- Bruce till this day do that father thing of open the door of his kids room to see if they're sleeping and then closing (even when they're just visiting).

- The first time he did that to Tim, Tim pretended to be asleep and then he just started sobbing because Jack used to do the same thing too, and his mother before him.

- Dick, when he moved out of the manor, still would use the Batcomputer to do research from time to time. Everytime he slept on from tiredness he would woke up with Batman's cape on his shoulders.

- No one knows Bruce has a good singing voice other than Dick and Jason because he would sing to their sleep, sometimes, when they had nightmares.

- He stopped singing when Jason died. The only person who was able to hear him sing again was Damian. He pretended to be asleep, because if he opened his eyes he would noticed how much he misses his mother.

- Jason singed to Damian sleep once at the league. None of them remember that.

- Damian tries constantly to assure himself that he could take down every member of his family if he needed to. Deep down he knows he can't.

- Bruce spent weeks trying to master how to cut someone's hair ( with Alfred's help ) so he could give Dick a haircut, because Dick said to him that his mother used to cut his hair.

- Bruce taught every single one of his sons how to shave their beard.

- Bruce had a mental breakdown once because he was starting to forget his mother's face.

- Cass overanalyze everyone's body language to see if they're healthy and happy. She tries to stop herself sometimes because more often the answer is no.

- Sometimes Tim flinches when Jason moves to fast near him. They never talked about that out loud.

- Sometimes Damian's hand tremble when he grabs his sword, he can still feel the blade.

- In one of Dick's worst fights with Redhood the moment he got home he threw up. His brother's eyes used to be blue like his and not green.

- There was a time where Jason was so happy that Bruce's blue eyes were the same shade of his.

- Bruce's hands still tremble when he sees his children on the battlefield.

- Bruce has a habit of messing with his children's hair, every single one of them picked the same habit after him.

- When Dick moved out to the Titans Bruce couldn't sleep for weeks.

- Jason avoids to change clothes in front of his brothers because of the face Dick made when he saw his autopsy scars for the first time.

- One time Jason had a panic attack and misdialed Tim's number, Tim stayed on the line until Jason managed to sleep.

- There's times where Bruce says the word Robin and all of them look at him.

[pfhwrittes]

no nope nuh-uh i do not have it in me to write a bestfriend!gaz fic where he lightly roasts the reader for having terrible taste in men and offers to set them up with soap as a way for them to get over their most recent terrible ex and slowly realises that he's in love with them both

[1-800-fantasy]

paige’s pink hair literally made me have a stroke. she’s so pretty. wtf. no one should be that pretty, and yet here we are.

[thief-of-eggs]

Tim always borrows Kon’s clothes, and Kon thinks it’s the cutest thing in the world, seeing Tim clad in his too-big shirts and his jackets- and Tim always looks so goddamn happy about it so… Kon decides to give it a try

Enter Kon wearing one of Tim’s shirts that is way too small on him, fitting him less like a t-shirt and more like a crop top.

Bart can’t stop laughing, Cassie is taking a million photos, and Tim takes one look and thinks perhaps it is possible to die from embarrassment.

[mrsrookhunt]

TO ADD TO THIS POST!!

Rook has two older siblings, and three younger, right? That conveniently goes along with the point system in Chess.

So we can actually guess which sibling is which.

Either King or Queen is the oldest (assuming King)

Rook

Knight

Bishop

Pawn

So anyways enjoy that knowledge.

@neige-leblanche you inspired part two to this. I knew about it earlier but I was keeping it short and sweet lol.

[it-one-line-at-a-time]

"Yeah.

"You're braver than you think."

[stonermujer]

quackity calling u mommy

Yes ofc 😋

~~~~

Subby Alex

Contains: mommy kink (duh), use of quackitys real name, sub Alex, slight cervix fucking, cockwarming, dub con, barely proof read lol.

Paring: Alex/quackity x fem!reader

A/n: no one ever writes him as a sub and istg he most definitely can be

Alex would never tell you but he most definitely has a subby bone in his body. A desire to be absolutely whiny moaning your name and gripping at the bedsheets as you make him feel good.

He’d trail into your bedroom grinding his hard-on into your thigh.

“Please? I want you to make me feel good.”

He’d pout and you'd have no other choice but to give in. It was cute seeing him desperate like that. he'd tug your clothes off eagerly, kissing your sternum and down your stomach.

"So pretty,"

he'd murmur before sliding his own clothes off, achy cock springing out with pre-cum dripping. you'd jerk him off for a moment and he'd buck into your hands. he'd mutter curses under his breath and guide his hips to your dripping cunt. his eyes were visibly glossed over from how wet you were.

"you like it when I'm needy like this huh?"

Alex would whisper under his breath and you'd feel his leaking tip prod your entrance making you gasp. he'd bottom out in you and sigh at the feeling of your slippery warm insides sucking him in.

"feels good mommy."

he'd groan and you'd clench around him, turned on and taken aback by the nick name. he'd gently start moving his hips making sure to kiss your cervix each time. he just wanted to be deep inside you and he'd whine from how blissful it felt. All he could do was mutter about how tight you were and how much he loved you while he dragged his thick cock against your warm walls.

You could feel him twitch with each pass and you could tell he was getting close from how loud his moaning became.

"Gonna cum I love you so much mommy."

he'd whisper in your ear before his tip rested flush against your cervix spilling his warm load till you felt uncomfortably full of him. He'd collapse onto your body wrapping his arms around you as he softened inside you. he'd kiss every inch of your skin and fall asleep nestled inside you.

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[staarri]

HIIII, how are you? I hope everything goes well <33 I would like to order gaming x reader, maybe as an accidental kissing session? If it's not too much trouble, thank you very much for reading <33

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬   

  —   characters :   ga ming

  —   character(s) are friends with reader, gn!reader, not really an accidental kiss… it had a purpose, mutual pining, this is a work of fiction

      fluff     ,    accidental kiss     ,    modern!au     .      word count : 1.1k

hi there lovely! i changed this up a bit since i couldnt figure out what to write. i hope you dont mind! very extra special tag for @aventurne !!

The movie ends in such a bittersweet way. The protagonist lives her life as a teacher and her sister marries the boy she once loved the most. She looked back at her life in such a happy way now that she also had someone for her.  You sniffle, bringing a tissue to your eyes. Your friend looks at you, eyes filled with worry.

“Are you okay?” He asks, hesitantly bringing his hand to your cheek and wiping away any kind of remaining trail the tear left. You two had planned a little movie date. If you could even call it that–You did it as friends anyway. Yet you never expected the movie you chose to be this… This devastating.

“Mhm–” You sniffle again, cheeks puffing up. You start fanning your face to try and stop crying, but the more you think about it the sadder you get. “That was just. Wow, like I didn’t expect it at all.”

He giggles, laying back comfortably on his seat. He nods, yeah. 

“Think that’ll happen to me too?” You’ve always believed love would never work out the way you wanted it to. For you, of course. I mean, your friends are all in happy relationships–marriages for some and you’re stuck at this golden age, single. 

“With the amount of unrequited love stories you’ve watched? At this point, I’m starting to believe it will.” Ga ming teases you. 

“That hurt a little, `ming.” Crossing your arms pretending to be upset.

“Oh–Oh I'm sorry,” He says sarcastically, laughing. “Let’s not forget what happened with La La Land.”

“Whatever! I doubt you’ll be getting a partner in the near future anyway; So we're in the same boat.”

He grins, “Really now?”

You nod frantically. Going on a short rant about how his personality is so explosive it causes the other people’s social battery to die out immediately, or how he’s so active all the time you never get a break from all the activities you guys do. Or how his smile is so captivating, maybe how his face is so bewitching.

“Don’t know. All I'm hearing is you like me so much it's killing you.”

“I do not!” 

“Sure.” 

Yeah. Maybe you do like him. A lot, maybe a bit more. He’s cast a spell on your heart and you can’t undo it–It’s a curse and a blessing all at the same time. What if you like your best friend? It’s not like he felt the same way anyway. Well he might, with the mixed signals he’s been giving you. But he’s nice to everyone–He’s like that to everyone. And it has always been like that from the very start.

He looks at you in a way that squeezes and twists at your chest; He smiles at you in a way that causes all the butterflies to fly from its cage in your stomach and you feel so lightheaded when you two laugh together. You’re lost in the way he’s so caring, and it makes you feel sick and selfish wanting him for all yourself.

But that's just how you feel. For all you know–He might just be leading you on, and you’ll find out once you admit your feelings to him right now at this moment.

It's so difficult not to blurt it out. The love from your heart is escaping and taking this tension between you as its new home. You just look at him as he takes in the surroundings of your venue, with the warm fairy lights emitting a glow that makes him look more ethereal by the moment, and with the couch that has his hair all fluffed up. But it’s just now that you notice how bright his eyes look, how the shine compliments the red hues so perfectly. Just now that you see the little fangs on his teeth and how his face scrunches up so right whenever he smiles widely. You wonder how he’ll look when you two grow old, how much will change within those years.

You can’t be his, it’ll ruin you in more ways than one.

“You’re awfully quiet, was the movie that bad?” His concern is enough to melt the walls you’ve worked too hard to build around your heart. He will ruin your inner peace, is it weird that you would let him?

You don’t dare answer.

“Hey, look at me.” 

He brings his hands to your cheeks, making you face him. You feel stupid in love, it's like you just can’t get enough air to your lungs because even that is filled with the scent of him.

“Talk to me, what’s wrong?” 

His eyes wander from your lips to your own eyes, looking for any kind of sign that you don't feel good. You place your hand on top of his and gently press your cheek against him more. You warned yourself, this is a bad idea. But you never listen, not once. 

Now he’s kissing you in a way that’s going to screw you up forever.

It’s soft, the way he handles you so gently. As if you’re some kind of porcelain that’s a little too fragile. You’re regretting everything that brought you to this moment but you’re not complaining one bit.

And it was short-lived. It wasn’t even a kiss, it was a peck on the lips. He was scared that you wouldn’t feel the same way, because somehow maybe you didn’t fall in love with your best friend who you’ve had multiple dimsums with. The friend that held you in your darkest moments and the friend who wished for all your partners to somehow quit playing with your feelings so he could be the one to be there for you instead.

Oh god, you were inlove. And so was he–and maybe even more than you.

“I didn’t mean to do that.” He stammered. Cheeks red and yours the same. You two were affected under the same spell you put on each other. “I swear–You just looked too pretty. I couldn't help it.”

It feels like you’ve just discovered love. Like you were the only one to know how it feels to be in love with someone. The tension is gone and all you’re feeling is pure adoration from him, from the way he stares at you with an expression you’ve never seen before.

Someday, this will end. But for now? You’ll be treasuring the moment in a way you’re sure no one else has.

characters belong to their respective companies. everything is written by staarri - do not steal, reupload, translate, modify or feed my work to ai.

[hearthtrob]

hi guys anyways

phantom in this pls

oh and rain in this maybe

perhaps Mountain in this as well pls with so many cherries on top

anyways bye guys

[angel4astraea]

https://www.tumblr.com/angel4astraea/688893357926367233/oh-my-god-what-if-the-harbingers-had-a-bimbo tell us more about la signora dont be shy 😋

꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ft. . la signora ! ꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ content warning(s). . nsfw (obv), cunny slaps, cunnilingus (reader giving), dom/sub dynamics ꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ author's note. . bet. LOL

♡ gunna state it, la signora is definitely a mix between a hard dom and a soft dom, you really can't tell which flavour you're gonna get each day.

♡ if you catch her during a softer mood, she'll definitely be more in touch with her emotions and adoration towards you. of course, you don't want to bug her during her time of reflecting what could have been hundreds of years ago but, that doesn't lessen her love towards you.

♡ during a softer mood day, she'll make love to you. every touch is calculated; delicate, warm and gentle. it's as if she wants to give you the world and more, but for now, she could give it to you with her mora and herself, of course.

"come here, don't be timid now, my little dove."

signora beckons you to her, breathing quick from her previous orgasm given by your mouth. her fingers pushed some of your hair back from your face, fingers tracing the side of your face. her fingers trace over your slick bottom lip, eyes soft and warm compared to the cool touch of her skin.

"you've done so well for me. . . tomorrow i'll reward you, hm?"

signora kissed you ever so gently, pulling you up to hold you, whispering soft praises that light the butterflies in your chest. on your own, you find her way to her bare chest, looking up for permission. she hums and nods, allowing you to suckle on her perk nipple until you drift off into a slumber. .

♡ if you catch her in a rather rough mood, be prepared to not be able to sit correctly for a couple days.

♡ she takes her frustration out in bed, i find. signora always makes sure you give consent but once it's given, she will go ham. from overstimulation, spanking, face riding, you name it. she always makes sure you're pleasured, not just her.

♡ signora might be a little rough with her words too, but will simmer down if it gets too much for her little dove.

"such a sloppy cunt and for me? pathetic. i barely did anything."

signora inspected your cunny, spitting on it before spreading both lips, eyeing your fluttering hole. she purposefully blew cold air on your cunny, laughing when you whimper and shudder. the begs and pleads for her to take care of your wants went unheard, as if it's just a background noise for her. you bucked your lips, trying to get her to at least lap at your little nub.

"did i say you could move, pet?"

her uncovered hand slapped your cunny, slick sticking to the palm of her hand. you yelp, shaking your head with tearful apologies. she scoffed and sat back in her velvet covered chair, spreading her legs.

"sit up," she commanded with a sharp tone, "you better watch me and don't look away, otherwise, you'll be in for a long, long night, dove."

[nanfrost]

A dive into Vertin's core aspect of her character and it's impact through the story: Part 1

This would be a character analysis with mix of speculations, headcannons and eventually just straight up heading to fanfiction levels territory, so if you were expecting a more cannon analysis, you have been warned.

With that said however, for those who are still interested, welcome to my insanity! This was something that I have been working with a friend of mine who you may or may not know as @acesw for the past week, and we are finally satisfied with it enough to post it! A lot of the ideas that are present in this came from them, while I offer my own interpretations and expanding on those very ideas through my writing. Without them, this analysis likely will have never come to fruition, so I can't be thankful enough for having them go on this journey with me, and also to just have as a good friend. Go check them out, they have really neat ideas and is a genuinely creative and artful person!

Now with that outta the way, time for the main event you are have been waiting for, our one and only beloved Timekeeper herself, and the emotional roller coaster that we have prepared for her. Please do enjoy.

Background context:

Vertin is an incredibly interesting and compelling character in many ways. Her ability to care for other people to a great extent whether she knows them for long or not. Her compassion for everyone around her, her empathy, her willingness to open her heart and listen to others when it matters. All these traits make up who Vertin is as a character and is a large part of why so many people fall in love with her and the story; to not only see more of her but to see where her story will go.

However, there is one part of her character that stands out the most to us, a core aspect of her character that makes up most, if not all her major decisions in the story up until this point, and will be the main subject of this entire analysis.

And that is Vertin's incredible sense of selflessness.

From going out of her way to save Regulus and not let her be forced to be taken in by the Foundation. Her attempts at getting through to Schneider, to understanding and showing her immense compassion even in the heat of moments. Choosing to stay behind in the Walden to fend off the Manus while the others escaped, and most crucial of all, her conscious decision to bury all her trauma inside herself to prevent others from worrying about her. Hell, even her entire motive and drive to seek the truth about the Storm and a way to stop it stems from her desire for freedom and the future of everyone.

All of this is in some way driven by Vertin's selfless nature, always prioritizing the sake of others above herself, to the point of risking her own life if it means she could protect those around her.

She's someone who will go out of her way to connect with others, even when knowing that the pain of losing them will never fade away, to give them comfort and help them if she can no matter what.

It is an incredibly beautiful part of what makes Vertin such a compelling, lovable, and admirable character and person, but at the same time, it also represents Vertin's biggest issue about herself.

That Vertin isn’t just selfless, she is selfless to a fault.

Vertin will prioritize saving everyone above herself, or rather, she would prioritize and save everyone but herself. For Vertin intrinsically has no sense of self-value nor self-worth; in other words, she has no self identity, for her entire life is valued based on other people, not herself. This can bring a lot of self-conflict, as well as possibly even harming others when reaching a point where every step taken is crucial.

And this serious of posts will detail and explore this aspect of her, its ramifications upon the character, and to not only show the ugliest and most painful parts of it, but to also show a path that Vertin might possibly take in the story to confront this part of herself somehow. In other words: welcome to Vertin's suffering builds character arc.

What can we tell from canon?

Where do we start seeing the decision making? We already start seeing them in the first 2 chapters. In summary:

Chapter 1 - Vertin continuously is left with decisions that she has to make on the fly, starting from deciding to try to see if Regulus can survive the storm and choosing to stay behind the Walden and risk getting harmed by the Manus Vindictae for the sake of her team as well as helping Schneider.

Chapter 2 - Vertin finds herself having to choose between keeping her silence and “joining” the Manus, and when she initially refuses, Arcana has her answer questions that bring unsatisfactory answers, leading her to harm Schneider. But when she does say she’ll join, she is first tasked and eventually manipulated to “kill” her.

Now, that’s all fine and dandy and does communicate that she is a very altruistic person and a selfless individual, but how is any of that bad or problematic? How does that correlate to her not having any sense of self-worth? Chapter 1’s ending is the first instance we get to see just how far Vertin’s selflessness goes, by her decision of staying behind to grant Sonetto and the others time to escape. Because of Vertin’s sacrificial play, Druvis and the majority of Manus didn’t pursue Sonetto's crew as aggressive as they would have, giving them time to properly make their runaway. Not only that, but both her and Schneider were kept alive, albeit captive. 

There, Vertin’s selflessness is shown in a good light, being an admirable trait of hers that was crucial in progressing the story. This is the only instance in the story so far that has highlighted this trait of hers in a positive light, which is then contrasted by what happens in chapter 2.

Here, that aspect of hers that so far has been so boldly displayed as a good thing; saving Regulus and her team, is now flipped on its head, showing us that sometimes, being selfless simply isn't enough.

Vertin was put into a situation where she needed to make a choice, to either join Manus or reject their offer. When she chose the latter, Schneider was put into danger. And as each question Arcana asked piled on to her and the pressure started to rise further, Vertin went back on her words, choosing to stay with them. 

This is so she could ensure Schneider’s survival, a selfless choice she makes for the sake of a person she had barely known. It was also here where Vertin’s naivety blinds her of the situation she was in.

That no matter what she chose, Schneider wasn't going to make it out of this.

Schneider had already betrayed them, but even before that, she never truly believed in them in the first place, only soaking up to them for her own personal goals. She was the one who lied to Manus about her identity, to pretend to play along with them until she bided her time, and now she was captured right in their hands. 

It doesn’t take much for one to come to the conclusion that Schneider was a dead woman walking.

Yet, Vertin did not see this. For her view of the world even at this point was too naive, warped by her own perception and belief. A belief that by giving herself up, by throwing her own agency away will somehow lead to other people’s lives improving. That somehow, someway, by disregarding her own safety, the safety of others will be secured.

Vertin is living in a highly warped perception of the world, thinking and believing that if she alone suffers, no one else has to. 

Green Oranges serves as a reality check to Vertin, albeit one that Vertin was unfortunately in too much emotional distress to properly realised.

However, it’s important to note that the game was rigged from the start. Regardless of what Vertin would have chosen, Schneider was going to “die” there either way. So although we witnessed the consequences of Vertin’s selfless choice, it would be unfair to call it her fault. So for now, this chapter only serves as a warning to Vertin.

That even if her selflessness is admirable and has paid the way to many good results, her complete lack of care for herself is not, and is leading her to believe in a false image of the world. A flaw that she will continue to neglect until it becomes far too late to remedy.

Chapter 3 and 4 are the harder ones to allocate, mostly because Vertin isn’t the main focus and rarely appears in the story at all except for flashbacks or dreams. But it still serves a very important role in giving us another facet of this character trait that Vertin exhibits.

That this selflessness of hers doesn’t just affect her, but also the relationships she has with the people around her, and specifically, her crew and Sonetto.

We were told that before Vertin was put to sleep, she had acted relatively the same as she always was, carrying out her duties until she was forced to be sedated and put into the coma we saw her at the start of Chapter 3. We knew that Vertin had set up plans in the form of Lilya and the bill she made with Madam Z, but this was something that wouldn’t be known by us or the other characters until much later.

For the entirety of her time spent before the events of 3 and 4, Vertin kept herself closed off, ensuring that she wouldn’t worry her new friends and even more so, Sonetto. But as a consequence, this results in nobody truly knowing what Vertin was thinking or trying to do prior to going comatose.

Sonetto, Vertin’s closest companion, someone who knows Vertin the longest and has been with her the most, wasn’t even privy to what Vertin’s plans were. She was left struggling to figure out what she should do to help Vertin, while also battling her own inner turmoil.

Druvis, Sotheby, Regulus, APPle, all of them were also victims of this. They had no idea what Vertin was planning, nor was even given any hints; they were left to their own devices and in turn, the influence of the Foundation. Vertin may have tried to help them by not getting them involved with the Foundation matters, but this ironically only led to them being drawn into the organisation because of their desire of wanting to help Vertin.

If Madam Z hadn’t come in to give Druvis the push she needed, Constantine likely would have gotten things to go her way. If it wasn’t for the collective efforts of Z and Vertin’s crew and so many others, Vertin likely wouldn’t have been freed. 

These two chapters showcase the loyalty and trust that her friends have in Vertin, but it also highlights the issue of Vertin always trying to hide things away, to always keep herself emotionally closed. Even if she had good intentions, it still led to less than favourable outcomes that could have very well ended badly for all of them had things gone differently.

With that, we have gotten a rough understanding of Vertin’s character up until this point. Vertin’s selflessness can be an good thing to posses, but because of her disregard of her own well-being and her naive belief that only she needs to make sacrifices for the good of everyone, it is ultimately an unhealthy outlet for Vertin’s way of coping with her trauma. Not just internally, but externally as well.

From here on, I will be diving into my own personal headcanon of where the direction of the story might go, with the purpose of having Vertin’s character be pushed slowly towards a breaking point that will force her to confront this very part of herself, and perhaps, come out learning something from it all.

Speculation: Vertin’s breaking point

Before we get into it however, there is one thing that must be noted here so that the events that will transpire would make more sense.

That being how exactly could the story push Vertin’s character to her limit, when she herself is a naturally strong and composed person? It’s quite simple really, in fact, the answer was already given to us all the way back in Chapter 2.

Vertin’s one crucial weakness that even she might not even realise, that being her overwhelming compassion for those she cares about.

Throughout chapter 1 and 2, we have seen how Vertin deals with stress. How she is able to mentally process the situation around her in a logical and composed manner, allowing her to come to the best possible solution in a short time without letting her emotions run rampant.

And during her confrontation with Arcana, she continues to showcase her composure when faced with a difficult situation and choices. That is until Arcana began to shift her hostility towards Schneider, and we start to see the cracks forming at her surface. 

Vertin is capable of dealing with high stress situations, however, when that situation involves other people, especially those she has come to know or care about, this mask of calmness starts to slip as she reveals how she truly feels.

That Vertin cares too much to see other people get hurt, knowing she can do something about it.

But this wasn’t enough, Vertin might be faltering, but she still tries to keep a calm level head, even when each question gets more and more personal for her. But it was okay, so long as she answered truthfully and picked their side, things will “somehow” work out.

This dream is then shattered by Arcana’s mission given to her; to kill the girl she had chosen to save by throwing her agency away. 

Here, the mask falters even more as Vertin slips further into emotional distress. This is the rare time, and really one of the only times you get to see Vertin raise her voice, far from her monotone voice she always has. It was getting to her.

This is then exacerbated from her shooting Schneider. Even if it was not by choice, Vertin was still the one who pulled the trigger, the one that held the gun against Schneider, and the one that killed her; a girl who she had come to care a great deal about in such a short time.

Here, the mask completely falls as Vertin expresses just how much this breaks her heart. The only instance in the game where Vertin ever shed a tear for something or someone.

So it’s clear now that the biggest strength to her character that Vertin has; her love and compassion for others, is also her biggest weakness. A weakness that can be exploited and used to push Vertin past and even beyond her breaking point.

So let’s do just that.

The narrative will go like this: Vertin and her crew are tasked on an important mission of some kind, where they are given more control and permission to decide and do more so long as Vertin is the one making those choices. This puts Vertin into a position of power much higher than she usually assumes, which will first add a layer of stress over her as she carries out her mission.

Then, the story will sprinkle in a variety of different decisions that Vertin has to make, some big and some small. All of them have some kind of effect on the people around her or their situation. This further adds stress to the girl, now having to juggle the responsibilities of making the difficult choices and decisions that no one else can, because she was their leader, the one assigned to do the job.

At first, things do start to look better as her crew tries their best to assist her, and the situation starts to look more promising. It would be here where a wrench would be thrown, completely sending the whole mission into disarray.

Something completely unexpected occurs, causing chaos and mayhem to follow suit. Vertin tries to assert the situation and find a way to stabilise the people, her crew doing their best to help. However, in their task of ensuring the situation doesn’t derail any further, her crew subsequently split off from her, leaving the girl alone to her own devices.

Here, we begin the start of Vertin’s downfall.

Now without her crew or Sonetto’s help, Vertin is now forced into a situation where she needs to continuously make quick and decisive actions on the fly, all to ensure that things are kept as stable as possible. This leads to her going out and helping as many people as she can, trying to resolve as many issues as possible by herself so that others can focus on their safety. 

However, not every situation can be resolved peacefully nor gracefully.

Gradually, Vertin is faced with more and more difficult choices, ones that require her to choose one side or the other with escalating stakes and tension. No matter what she chooses however, people still get hurt, lives are still put in danger. And Vertin, being the girl that she is, can’t bear to see it happen.

So she tries to find ways to choose both, to save both parties so long as she can help it. Even if it meant having to risk her own safety, Vertin cannot bear to choose one and let the others perish. She can’t allow that to happen.

So she gives herself up to the task of saving people. To abandon her own safety and subsequently her own agency in order to ensure that others will live. So that everyone can make it out even if she doesn’t.

If only she is the casualty in all this, it is the result that Vertin can accept, a result that Vertin can be at peace with.

What she doesn’t realise, or perhaps she isn’t willing to see is that she’s forcing herself into a corner. By placing so much emphasis on saving, by abandoning her own safety and subsequently her own position of power, Vertin has left a chain of command with no real leader, and the situation starts falling into chaos. 

But she can’t see it, Vertin isn’t able to recognize this because she’s so intensely focused on the people around her who are suffering right that moment. Her composure is slipping, as she watches as people’s lives are being destroyed and perished rapidly before her eyes, and she can’t seem to make it better no matter how far she keeps going. This only furthers her careless act of selflessness, forgoing more and more of her own life until it was the last thing on her mind.

Eventually, things reach a boiling point where Vertin, alone, is faced with an obstacle that directly threatens her life and countless others. She now faces a choice, whether to prioritise her own safety over the lives of dozens of people, some strangers, some whose faces have grown familiar to her, or throw her life away again with the blinding hope that things will work out.

If she chooses to run, choose to save herself, Vertin can never live with herself. For a girl like her, who has made it her life to save anyone she can, and so running away can never be an option for her. So naturally, without a second thought, Vertin chooses to throw her life away in exchange of saving everyone’s lives.

A decision that will haunt the girl for the rest of her life.

By the time Vertin awakes, she finds that she is still alive, unscathed at that. But only a moment passes before Vertin notices the countless bodies of those that died, and the destruction that was wrought about around her. At first, she was confused, then the memories started to flood in. 

The memories of the moment she chose to throw her life away, chose to give herself up for the sake of others. And in that instance, someone did the same for her, pushing her out of death’s way as they sacrificed themselves for her. Someone she personally knew and cared about.

In the end, Vertin faces the result of her sacrifice; nothing but lifeless corpses, an utter wasteland filled with bodies with no souls left in them; and she alone survives.

But she might as well be dead, life completely leaving her quickly dulling eyes, a single thought consuming her mind.

This was her fault.

She chose to give her life away, to disregard her own leadership, her role and her worth all for the sake of others.

Because she was too selfless, too kind to ever let herself bear the guilt and burden of letting innocent people die when she could have saved them. And she thought that by sacrificing herself, she can do just that.

She never accounted for the fact that someone would save her.

That someone would prioritise her life over countless others, to choose to sacrifice themselves for someone like her. To give their life for Vertin.

Vertin kneels, her arms and hands shaking as her eyes froze still. She can’t bear to look at the scene before her, her stomach rising to her chest.

For she has finally seen the reality of the world around her, finally acknowledges something she has willingly and selfishly ignored for all this time.

Vertin has always had some level of survivor's guilt within her. Starting from the breakaway incident, Vertin had likely always felt how unfair and cruel it was that only she got to live, when she was the one that was responsible for leading them here.

Sure, the kids went with her because they desired the same thing, but it was she who led them, she who gave them the spark of desire to want to venture out, and because of her, they were all gone. 

Vertin has been carrying that guilt ever since, always masking it under layers and layers of self-imposed composure; a way to protect herself from the pain of the past, but as a way to stop people from getting too close to her, because she is afraid that something similar might happen again if that was the case. That if she were to let people know her, to get to care about her, that they too will suffer because of their involvements with her.

But Vertin was too kind, too good, too compassionate. Even when she emotionally distances herself from others, people still flock to her because they see just how kind she is.

Because even when she doesn’t show it, the girl cared enough to go out of her way to save them, so of course they would be grateful to her, of course they would feel immense gratitude and appreciation for her. Of course they would choose her as their leader and follow her. 

And of course, one of them would throw their life away to save hers. 

Vertin had abandoned all self-importance or self-value, believing that she, the lone survivor of a terrible tragedy, the one who shouldn’t have lived for the sins that she had committed; deserved no such thing. That someone like her should not dare to believe she had value, when all she had done was cause death to those she cared about. That was what she had believed in, what she had convinced herself to believe in.

Because of that, she ignored the signs. She ignored the warnings given to her by others, the warning that if she keeps going down this path of self-annihilation, that eventually she will be met with a fate much worse than death.

In her selfless attempt to save everyone and everything, she had selfishly taken away the people’s chance to save her. To save the girl who had suffered far too much and who had helped even more, even when she can’t see past her own warped perception of herself.

And now she is facing the consequences of that. She is now looking at the results of her blindness, the carnage that was her willful ignorance to herself and to others, and the irony of being the only one left alive through it all once more.

In the past, she was an unwilling player on a chess board designed for her to lose. Now, she was the girl who gave up her own King for the all her pieces, and in return, she lost everything.

Vertin facing this, her composure long since lost, finally breaks.

She slumps onto the floor, her body and mind utterly overwhelmed with every facet of emotions she could conjure within the darkest pit of her stomach, all while drenched in the blood of the people she was supposed to save.

The blood of people who knew her, who admired and respected her, who cared for her, who saw her as a friend, who saw her as family. All of them suffered at her hands, at her own selfish choice to forsake her life because she saw no other way; because she perceived that there was no other way.

And she can't bear all that guilt. All the pain and unprocessed trauma she had buried inside her now finally comes bubbling out of her, completely suffocating the girl. That lack of self-value that she harbours now replaced with unending resentment and pure unbridled self-hatred. Something she had always carried inside her that only got worse over time, and now, it finally had an excuse to be let out.

An existence that had done nothing but wrought pain and death to everyone it ever cared about. An existence that so readily throws its life away at the slightest of inconvenience, never caring about what others think about them, for they were too blinded in their own suicidal nature to ever think that they deserved to be cared about.

Vertin truly believes that she does not deserve to be cared about. She truly believes that she is the worst of the worst, an willfully ignorant murderer, so blinded by their own vision of the world that they refuse to see the reality as what it is. And now, they're paying their just price for it, a price they should have paid long ago.

Vertin knew better than anyone, that she was nothing but a murderer.

Part 2

[durrtydawg]

wait hold up headcanon requests??? how do the uncharted guys like/prefer their oral sex (whether that means giving or receiving, your pick 👀)?? (but only if you want to) (also YES you should keep writing the Sadir Inheritance!)

Okay, you little devil. Have the brothers, because they took me long enough & i got a little carried away.

Nate & Sam Drake Giving/ Receiving Oral

(f!reader)| headcanons.

CW: nsfw (duh). 18+ pls <3

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Sam:

Giving

Yeah, yeah, he can be a selfish asshole, but god, does he love to put his mouth to work on you (even if it is sometimes primarily for his own satisfaction).

Things could go one of two ways when it comes to Sam; a nasty little tease, or a total sweetheart.

He can be a cocky, condescending bastard, and he takes an enormous amount of pleasure from seeing how flustered he can get you. Whilst he rushes most things in life, he has the patience of a saint when it comes to going down on you, and loves to be buried between your thighs until he's pretty much drunk on your taste.

Though, he certainly doesn’t make it a walk in the park.

Big fan of teasing. BIGGER fan of edging. He’s a relentless menace, and will make you beg for everything: for him to touch you where you need him to, to let you cum, you name it…he’ll have you begging the whole time.

Sam loves to both watch and hear you lose composure time and time again, and since he can be big-headed *cue hairline joke*, he 100% gets off on the fact that he has the ability to do so with his mouth alone- he’ll happily have you in any position where he can watch as you do so. Go-to's include:

-Legs over his back whilst he lays on his front, hands gripping your thighs over his shoulders with enough pressure to leave bruises, close enough for you to comb your fingers through his hair…if you’re lucky enough for him to let you keep those hands of yours untied.

-Sitting on his face‼️ Tongue, lips, nose- and even teeth if he’s feeling particularly sadistic- working together perfectly in order to send you making all kinds of sounds that only he could draw from you. Also means he can get that oh-so-important alternate grip on your ass and tits (expect him to smack 'em. He will.). Now, I know this may not be the obvious choice because you’re almost pinning him down, but it gives him a chance to really go to town ’til he's got you dripping all over his face. Plus- he’d never admit this out loud- but he actually loves feeling a little used by you when the time is right, thus what better position could you possibly be in?

Ohhh, and how could I forget the overstimulation? It’s quite a sight seeing the gentle licks and sucks he uses to repeatedly coax you to the edge transform to the unrestrained messiness of a man starved.

He’ll smirk and maybe even laugh at you as you whimper and writhe against his mouth in an attempt to quell the oversensitivity, whining for him to ease off, but he’ll have such a grip on you that you’ve simply got to ‘suffer’- after all “Sorry, I--I thought y'wanted to cum, didn’t you, Princess?”.

Won't stop until you're almost passed out, and will use such an opportunity to come up to the surface and kiss you in your state of lethargy, slick-coated stubble grazing against your face as he gets you to taste yourself, drawling between breaths about how delicious you are.

Maybe he’ll add his fingers to the mix to really get you feeling insane on your own pleasure before he has his turn.

Whilst he loves riling you up (something about the way he has full control over your pleasure sends him a bit feral), he has his moments where he can be almost as tender as his brother. Sam’s a quick-witted son of a bitch, and is all over the idea of sending you into fits of giggles, even whilst he goes down on you.

He's not afraid to whip out the amusing theatrics at the right time, and can become the human embodiment of a comedically-timed 'Careless Whisper' sax break- but you might have to rein it in if you want to actually get anywhere, because there's always a slight risk that he could ruin the moment.

Not feeling attractive? Talking smack about yourself? He won't hesitate to verbally 'shush' you before leaving a trail of bruises all over your upper thighs to shut you up. Compliments? He’ll find time to pepper them in... even while he’s got his tongue buried inside you.

Receiving

Honestly, he's not difficult to impress. Simply drop to your knees in front of him with a sweet little smile, and he's already half-way there.

Mostly wants to finish inside you (idgaf what anyone says, this man has a festering breeding kink), and will primarily enjoy getting head as foreplay, BUT, there have been plenty of times where the idea of finishing on your face, down your throat, or, god help him, all over your tits, gets him so hot that he has to have you that way.

Again, total menace at times, can be tender at others...but most often he's the former. Even if he starts out sweet and slow, the closer he gets to orgasm, the higher his tendency to get a tad carried away.

He's not afraid to take total control, especially on those days where he has a lot on his mind, and needs to let out a bit of pent-up stress. He'll take out said stress on you, but of course you're more than happy to oblige.

Gag reflex not fantastic? On those rougher days, tough luck. Sam doesn't give a shit.

"Aw, strugglin', sweetheart? Good." All deep and gravelly. Heh.

He'll be hitting the back of your throat, snarky rhetorical questions chuckled through a smirk because he knows you can't respond. If anything, he wants to hear you choke on him, and with a fist to your hair, will bury himself as deep as possible, holding your head still for a few seconds just to hear you gag, before sliding out, letting you gasp in air before he goes again. He probably won't even give you time to consider getting his balls involved, though he'd sing your praises if you do.

Completely gets off on watching you drool uncontrollably, eyes watering as he fucks your throat.

Rest assured though, he'll watch you with caution, just in case there's any sign that it's too much, but tbh he probably won't take that long, so you'll be fine.

He doesn't really have a go-to place to actually cum when it comes to oral- it's like playing wheel of fortune every time- but one thing's for certain: he's gonna growl, and it's not going to be neat, so here's hoping it takes place somewhere with nearby shower access.

Deffo fantasises about getting sucked off in a public place...the riskier the location, the more turned on he is by the idea of it. Funnily enough, he's too nervous to ask because he doesn't want to cross a line...but will 'joke' about the idea of it.

Above all, Sam's in awe of you every time you offer to go down on him, and whist he may not openly express it, he cherishes the more intimate moments between you. No matter how rough he is with you, he never fails to keep telling you how pretty you look with him in your mouth, and he's always quick to resort back to a wise-crack or two after he's done, just to bring himself back down to earth;

"Well, looks like I got all...Jackson Pollock over your...*snickering, pointing to come-covered tits* Bot-'Botticellis'." "My...Botte-I- What are you on about?" "The paint-Jackson...Pollock, the painter who did all the--" "Yeah, no, I get it, 'Michaelangelo's 'David''. Just...towel please, wise guy."

Nate:

Giving

Our babygirl Nathan isn’t just a pretty face.

Now, we all know he presents himself as a bit of a know-it-all womanizer, but once he’s alone with a partner, that façade crumbles away like 99% of the bridges he sets foot on.

This sweetheart loves giving- like, loooves it, but it takes him a hot minute to get to it unless you’re the type to instruct him to do so- he can get a little nervous, and is always keen to impress, so reassurance is always helpful.

However, as soon as you make it clear that you want him to go down on you, he’s all “can't wait to taste you” right up to the second his lips are latching onto your clit. From here-on-out, he's enraptured.

He loves the intimacy of it all, and he shows it. Despite the fact that he’s doing all sorts of unholy things to you with his mouth, his hands love to wander; thumbs stroking your hips and the tops of your thighs, fingers sometimes lacing with yours if they meet at the right time. He adores it when you tell him how good he’s doing, and as your mewls and sighs progress into more languid moans, and your nails dig into him a little harder, he swears it makes him feel almost as good as being inside you altogether.

Pull👏🏼Nathan’s👏🏼hair. He loves when you get a little rough with him, and hair pulling is a huuuuge turn on. He definitely didn’t tell you this with words, but one accidental tug that you thought was a little too rough once resulted in a groan that let you know it was imperative you do it again.

Similarly to his brother, Nate enjoys a bit of edging when he’s erring just on the right side of cocky. Eating pussy is a strong contender for his favourite type of foreplay, and if he can get you just that little bit frustrated, he knows he’s in for the ride of his life when you’ve had enough. He only gets hornier the more he riles you up, solely based on his knowledge that you're not afraid to reprimand him.

In terms of position, he loves kneeling while you open up at the edge of the bed (or any surface for that matter), so you’re able to look down at him while you comb your fingers through his hair, muttering about how good he is and how amazing his mouth feels. He wants to see how good of a job he's doing, so will take multiple glances up at you through his lashes to watch how he's making you feel.

Encourage and praise him if you want to be rewarded with some extra stimulation; a simple “doing so good for me, babyboy” will send him humming gratified groans right into you.

If he’s feeling particularly submissive, he’ll beg for you to sit on his face. He’s obsessed with the feeling of you grinding yourself onto him as he laps you up like his life depends on it….just don't be surprised if he cums before you get a chance to return the favour.

Receiving

Nate definitely isn’t opposed to the idea of receiving, but is very intent on assuring you that you really don’t have to if you don’t want to - in saying that, he’s equally as quick to shut his mouth the moment you drop on your knees for him. If it makes you happy, he wants nothing more.

Wake him up with a blowjob, and he'll be putty in your hands for the rest of the day. Though he'll be in full admiration of you regardless of when you go down on him.

Will delicately brace a hand behind your head during, but wouldn't ever think about moving it in any way- he'll play with the hairs on the nape of your neck to give himself something to distract him from finishing too soon, so he's not nervously clutching onto whatever's nearby.

If he's not doing that, he's cupping your jaw, swiping up the stray spit that escapes the corners of your lips- he probably thinks it's helping you out somehow...it's not, but it's cute nonetheless.

Loves watching you- partially because he wants to make sure you're genuinely enjoying yourself, but mostly because he can't deny how good you look with his cock in your mouth, glint in your eye as you look up at him through your lashes.

BIG blusher, and actually pretty noisy. He gets so whiney the closer he gets to finishing, despite his attempts to keep any sounds held at the back of his throat- his hands can often be found searching feverishly for something to grip onto as he twitches on your tongue.

Nate definitely likes it when you deepthroat him, however, he hasn't once tried to force it out of you, and he prefers it if you take your time. If you gag, he's gonna panic and will probably pull away from you to ensure you're okay- He'll probably be too concerned to let you carry on, which can get annoying when all you want to do is go ham on his cock, but you can't deny it's sweet and endearing that he's thoughtful enough to check up on you.

Sometimes, however, you just have to shut him up by sitting on his face whilst you continue, just to keep his mouth occupied. Every cloud, eh?

Tie him tf up if you really want to see a man flustered- he wants it, but just won't ask. If you're not planning on making him finish with oral alone, use this as an opportunity to edge him to oblivion before you fuck him <3.

Will always always warn you when he's about to cum. He doesn't want to catch you by surprise, and wants to make sure you're not about to get caught off guard.

He'll want to jerk himself into your mouth if he's held himself together enough to do so- not only does he love the expectant grin and slight vulnerability on your face as you part your lips and stick out your tongue for him, but he wants to prove to you that he's capable of having a little control over his own pleasure. He's definitely missed before though, because he can't keep his eyes open, and on more than one occasion there's been an emergency dash to pick up some eyedrops from the chemist.

Will be all blushy and giggly and cute as he wipes your face clean, never failing to remind you how much he thinks the world of you, thanking you time and time again til he's ready for round two.

Me:

[noname-nonartist]

The fact that Toya is so tall actually surprised me. (179 cm) 0-0;

It feels so weird for Toya to be taller than Shizuku, i mean. Not as weird as Tsukasa as being cannonically taller than her but still! >3<

Ah… But if I headcannon Shizuku any taller than 173 cm then Shiho would look so short compared to her older sis! =v=;

Hmm… then again. It could work since Ena (158 cm) is so much smaller than Akito (176 cm)! :oc

Eh, screw it! Shizuku Hinomori is now 180 cm tall in my head! XD

[machinthemachine]

I think tumblr compression is going to murder me on this one, but here is my "finally dropping Prog 2" celebratory E7 meme dump! See if you can guess my favorite characters lmao(*cough* tenebria *cough*)

[catzgam3rz]

*Crawls out of Artblock hole* TAKE SOME WORK IN PROGRESS BAD BOYS FOR YOUR DAY

[alicemation-1]

As a former MASSIVE owl house fan, i can’t help but draw parralel to its magic system and the one in witch hat atelier.

(no spoilers please guys im on like chapter 3)

Like of course there are the circular drawn spells activated by touch, but then there are the glyphs of 4 different elements that are combined in different ways to do different things. But what i’m really enjoying about the magic system so far are its complexities with the signs and how they can be changed to do different things.

What im trying to get at is that its really really cool to go back to such a solid seeming magic system after dungeon meshi; dont get me wrong i love the magic system in that show but it was never particularly explained (though i do understand that that was sort of a point - esp at the end with the spoilery bit)

Anyway i have a feeling that i am going to absolutely TEAR through the manga lmao