#he greatly appreciates it

[pookielious]

hi I am interested to hear a bit more about your restaurant au and I would especially love to hear what thoughts you have regarding Gene’s role :)

- magnoliasforyourmedic

OKAY SO GENES ROLE

I kind of thought this thru but basically I imagine him as like a host/ waiter like he's definitely the waiter that always gets the most tips at the end of the night but he'll occasionally fill in as a host if they need him to

He's really charming and he like makes sure you have a good meal and everything is find with it and just in general is one of those servers that like you'll fall inlove with my the end of the night, he'd like that good at his job

I also do believe he's one of the few that has another job outside of the restaurant like he's a part time/ volunteer EMT so alot of the boys do see him as their own doctor or medic of sorts because he's still in the medical field in this au he's most definitely the one always coming up with a hangover remadies for nix or whoever else had been drinking the night before their shift and regular customers, he's also very known for fixing everyone up from their minor scrapes and cuts they get on the job

Ty for the question !! I love replying to these so like if you have any other characters you'd wanna know abt : ))

[xxmigrainequeenxx]

forgot to stop being fucked up and evil while doing paperwork

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

best friendisms

bonus <3

[simpingforclaudette]

evil vampire dan stevens can make me his little vampire puppet anytime he wants

[whatsfourteenupto]

At the request of Luke Smith, Fourteen finally went with him today to visit Sarah Jane’s grave. They had coffee after and he told Luke about all sorts of adventures his mother never mentioned, and answered all sorts of questions about the ones she did. They were thrilled to hear about Luke’s job and his and Sanjay’s two kids, and about what Sky’s been up to. The two of them said goodbye with a promise to talk more.

And when he got home, Fourteen cried for hours.

[morieli]

This I Swear By The Stars

[storge]

You've been deceiving me all the time.

Beauty Strategy (2024) 1.23

[possibly-a-table-or-just-gay]

My recent Hobbit hyperfixation has culminated in me writing a Hobbit/LOTR college au of questionable quality. Whether I continue it remains to be seen, but for now enjoy whatever this is.

Edit: there are lil offshoots to this now! 1 2 3 4 5

Also if you want to ask about anything in this au, my ask box is open!!

[northlight14]

I don’t care if it’s kinda out of character, I get so much joy from any fan fic or fan work in general that shows Byakuya just acting like a teenager and expressing any amount of teen angst

Like, gimme a Byakuya who has a fight with his dad, then goes to his room and screams into his pillow and rants about how much he hates him. Or gets drunk for the first time and while Makoto is happy to see Byakuya is happy and having fun and letting himself go a bit, he’s also having to try and keep him safe the whole night. Or a Byakuya who makes a comment about someone smoking, they make a comment about how Byakuya is too stuck up for it or something like that, to which Byakuya now has a point to prove and grabs the cigarette, only to immediately choke on it. Or a Byakuya just vibing in his room alone to music his dad wouldn’t approve of

Byakuya is a character who has had to behave like an adult pretty much his entire life. Bro deserves to just be able teenager for bit, making dumb decisions and having fun!

[blamemma]

daniel ricciardo speaking to sky italy regarding changes to his car and his hopes for the weekend | screen recording and captions via

with further context:

[t1koy-roll]

Tried to draw Sunspot!

(The reason I drew him black is because he's canonically afro-brazilian in his origin story, which I didn't even know until searching him up.)

[saturns-space]

the true winner of name your price! ✨

[wexhappyxfew]

hey!! could i request "enjoying the sun that's warming their face" for whichever character/ship you're feeling? thank youuu 💕

hello anon! thank you so much for stopping by the askbox! and thank you even more so for sending in a prompt - i really loved getting to work with this prompt so so much and it honestly led me to a (1) new OC for MoTA and (2) writing with a new character from MoTA that I wanted to try some writing for! :) SO, i hope you enjoy the first introduction to WAC, Lieutenant Annie Chattaway from Mankato, Minnesota!

It was a wonder to Annie what a Lieutenant bar did to a man.

Not only did she watch men seem to hastily salute in her direction, or shove each other quickly to their feet, but they watched her with a shaky gaze before she kept on moving past.

The bright sunlight above seemed fit for arrival, her transport having dropped her by the entrance to Thorpe Abbotts, with Colonel Harding taking her in for introductions, hand-shaking and flattery. Now, with her belongings sorted out and her bearings gathered, she was in search of a few select names that Harding had graciously offered up.

"Looking for something special?"

The rumble of a military-grade jeep, fumes and all, pulled up beside her in a hurry, screeching to a halt, the breaks in need of a good oiling, and a smiley Major in the front seat. Annie halted for a moment there on the tarmac and offered a sweet smile, from behind the Raybands and her cap and stepped to the edge of the jeep.

"Depends on who's asking." she told him with a smile and a nod, before saluting.

"John Egan, uh, Major Egan," he said, another smile spreading on his lips, tilting his head to the side, "Bucky if you like." More widening of the grin.

"Pleasure to meet you, Major Egan," she said, dismissing his grinny self and stuck out a hand forward, "Lieutenant Chattaway, just in from Fort Des Moines. I've been assigned here, as a translator."

Major Egan made a show of raising his brow from behind his own pair of Raybands and leaned forward, arm up over the passenger's side of the jeep, hand on the steering wheel and smirked.

"Sounds like you got yourself into a nice gig," he said, "….translator, huh?" Annie stared at him from behind her Raybands. Right.

"Can I ask where your mess hall is, sir?" she asked him, side-stepping the translator question, "Colonel Harding mentioned it after introductions."

"Wanna hop in? I could give you a ride over, chat over coffee, hey, I'll even show you where the officers' club is." he said and then scooched back to his side and nodded to the seat, smiling, "Take it or leave it." Annie watched him for a moment and debated her options - ride with Major Egan, possibly get some coffee that he definitely knew the location of, or continue to wander around base looking like a sorry excuse for a bull in a china shop.

"Major."

Annie turned to behind her, following Major Egan's line of sight, and found a Captain walking towards them, his eyes squinting in the bright sunlight, saluting Major Egan and then turning his eyes to her. He watched her for a moment, before she quickly saluted him, watching him quietly from behind her Raybands - tall, large stature, soft eyes.

To think he was a pilot by the way his peak cap covered his head, seeing all the war the planes brought to the air and the sky around.

"Brady, just in time," cooed Egan, jumping up from his seat in the jeep and coming towards the Captain - Brady - wrapping an arm around his shoulder and nodding, Brady slowly looking towards Egan with a tired look.

"This is Lieutenant Chattaway," Egan said with a nod to her, "didn't find the time for a first name, but I know it's there. She's gonna be translating." Brady eyed her for a moment.

"Pleasure to have you here, Lieutenant Chattaway." Brady said, nodding firmly, a quick itch of a smile on his face before disappearing and looking over to Egan, "Major Egan, I've been meaning to discuss with you-"

"Later." Egan said, clapping Brady on the shoulder, "right now, we gotta show Lieutenant 'No Name' Chattaway to the mess hall. Get her some grub." Brady glanced her way again - she stared right back at him through her Raybands and cleared her throat.

"It's fine really, sir," she said quickly, "I can find my way." She smiled slightly.

"Nah! Nah, c'mon, Lieutenant," Egan said, "look, here, Brady and I, consider us your personal tour guides-"

"Major-"

"C'mon, let's roll." Egan said and then gave Brady a clap on the shoulder and a wink and then moved back towards the jeep. The two watched him go before standing in silence.

Annie looked back towards Brady and found him already watching her; when he caught her eyes on him, he offered a small smile.

"You doing alright?" he asked her, the smile on his face soft, the sunlight bathing his face in a golden light; looking up towards him she put on her best smile and nodded.

"Yes, sir." she said firmly.

"He can be…." Brady trailed off and looked over her shoulder and nodded, "….yeah."

"It's fine, really, sir," she said, "seems like a fun guy." Brady grinned at her comment and nodded, before looking down.

"Probably best if we get in the jeep, before he starts well…." Brady smirked, "….you can probably guess." Brady imitated a little circle beside his head - before he starts going crazy, she seemed to finish it off in her mind. Annie smiled.

"Captain John Brady," he said, holding out his hand, "I know Major Egan introduced you as Lieutenant 'No Name' Chattaway, but that's-"

"Annie." she said, meeting his hand - warm as anything, encasing her own, firm, "Annie Chattaway." A loud beep-beep and a rumble of an engine appeared beside them with a slightly, pathetically disgruntled Major Egan in the front seat.

"C'monnn, let's goooo," he said, clapping his hands in front of him, "days changing to night, I think the first leaves of fall have come down." Annie looked back over to Brady and watched the small smile dart onto his face.

"What? Are you going to turn into a pumpkin, sir?" Annie questioned turning to him and moving towards the passenger side, before climbing right in the back, looking over to Egan who was smirking at her - she glanced then at Brady, "Will you be joining us, Captain?" Brady looked to her and then offered her a smile and climbed in the passengers' side.

"What would happen if I turn into a pumpkin, huh?" Egan called over his shoulder, "You hear that, Brady, she thinks I'll turn into a pumpkin!" He started up the jeep.

"I think a pumpkin is being generous, sir!" Brady called back over the roar of the jeep as they moved towards the barracks. Annie smirked to herself and admired the life around base - the Land Army women, the townsfolk, the pilots, the airmen, the ground crews, the sky, the sun, the trees. The world as they knew it.

"So, Chattaway, where you from? Wisconsin? Harding mentioned something or other..." Egan called over his shoulder, "They make cheese right?"

"Minnesota, sir!" Annie called back, "Mankato!"

"Never been!" Egan called over his shoulder, "Should show me how to make The Bootleg - you know….. they said F. Scott Fitzgerald would sip on some of those."

"Really." muttered Brady unenthusiastically from beside him.

"Oh, cheer up, Brady, you could be getting The Bootleg tonight - you'd be thanking me for it, too." Egan called as they pulled up to the front of mess, "Right, we're here." Egan turned to look over his shoulder at her and grinned.

"Liking the view?" Annie offered a smile.

"Thorpe Abbotts is beautiful, sir," she said glancing to the sky, "I'll be excited to see the mess hall." Egan grinned and gave Brady another shoulder slap.

"You'll be pleased as peaches to see coffee," Egan said hoping out and turning to her, laughing to himself, "I mean, I know I always am." Brady moved out and straightened out his pants before glancing over his shoulder and turning towards her.

"It's nothing more than watered down G.I. coffee, but it's something," he said as Annie slowly shifted forward, "Major Egan just gets excited when there's still extra by midday."

"Don't be telling my secrets now, Brady," Egan said pointing to him, "it's a precious commodity, we don't go saying that around here." Annie smiled to herself and then slowly stood, placing her hands on the edge of the jeep before noticing a hand appear.

Looking up, Brady was stood there, watching her with the sun warming his softened face. She smiled at him, gratefully taking his hand, letting him help her step down onto the ground. It was only a few seconds more before the two were dropping their hands and Major Egan was making a show of pointing up to the mess hall and going on about something or other about a beer bottle being thrown at the wall - but as Annie followed quietly behind both Egan and Brady, she noticed the clench of Brady's hand there.

The one that had touched her own.

[unexpectedbrickattack]

heehee

very bad and messy comic based off a silly convo; apologies for the chicken scratch lmao

feat @beefy-the-stronk's human!vigi heehee :) trying to get love and relationship advice from crude old men may not be the most sound idea hes had, but its definitely not the Worst. at least theyre honest lol

[snorzyy]

hello tumblr nation, my friend is doing a year12 research project on doctor who and needs responses from people who have watched dr who !! if u have also watched the spin off shows (torchwood, sarah jane’s adventures) then there is a seperate questionnaire for those! Because you people like tapping polls and doctor who i figured this would be a good place to ask for responses :3

[no-place-to-be-happy]

@hazbmymhotel here!!

How does Overlord Angel pamper Huky? OwO if you don't mind my asking

According to Angel's brother, the simple fact of not making him work already makes him a spoiled brat.

Even though Angel does do things for Husk aside from that, like, he lets him do pretty much anything Husk wants, he has a little grooming routine for Husk, (Have you ever seen those videos where they put a bunch of products on cats for a simple bath and drying 😭🙏???)

Angel is aware of the terrible diet that the beloved Husky has had since he is not an Overlord, letting him eat whatever Husk wants and making sure he is actually eating! If it wasn't so Husk simply wouldn't do it because he couldn't care less. When he feels that the poor thing is not eating enough, he forces him to do so (in a gentle way).

Gifts, oh man, Angel gives Husk A LOT of gifts, nightly "getaways", just making him comfortable at night? Lots of cuddles, lots and lots of cuddles. At least until Husk gets overwhelmed and makes him stop.