#i decided to not explain my thought process for these ones bc they're a little more arbitrary than the ones from my first post

[wildflowercryptid]

i already made a post sharing some of my ideas for paldean pokéship names, but i ended up coming up with more! so, here are some more names for the paldean ships i like / find interesting:

katy & tulip — SelfCareShipping

katy & saguaro — SecretSweetsShipping

eri & mela — EstrellaShipping

eri & nemona — BattleStarShipping

raifort & sada — PreservedPastShipping

jacq & turo — FutureTechShipping

[chrissdollie]

rapper!chris x singer!reader hcs

a/n: lowkey a collab with @bambi-slxt bc of all the headcanons she sent me LMAOO thank u sweets!! <3

SFW

chri$ is definitely one of the more "soft" rappers. everyone knows that hes a lovesick puppy for you. he doesnt have ONE line including the words "my bitch". instead he replaces them with "my girl" OR "my wife" :((

i think he would 100% make an album fully dedicated to you. kinda like tyler the creator's "call me if you get lost" in a way. for example, in the song "HEAVEN TO ME", tyler explains his dreams. chris would rap about all of the things he wants to do with you and how he sees you in his life forever

he has many features on peace on the beach with my peach since its partially about your guys' sweet relationship! theres moments in the record where there are beautiful beats paired with your heavenly vocals and cute voice cracks while chri$ is dropping barssss (ill make a post ab lyrics i think he'd add)

sososososo supportive of your creative journey. he was with you as you wrote and planned out your extremely personal debut. he even helped out at the studio :c

but then you started adventuring some time after your 2nd-3rd album. you started experimenting with different genres/styles. you created storylines and visuals along with your music.

out of the two of you, chri$ is definitely more famous. anyhow, he got invited to the met gala and had u has his plus one obviously, where you both looked drop dead gorgeous!! i literally cannot see him wearing a basic ass suit and tie to the met. he has to be on your level and match your uniqueness which make you two stand out so much!

when you both got up the steps, he was being interviewed by emma chamberlin, who was also a fan of his. she asked about the creative process of his newly released album and he totallyy put you in the spotlight, saying "yn helped me a lott honestly. she's... literally a genius." he grins, turning to you while keeping his hand on your waist.

you guys like toying with the paparazzi when they're bothering you. you goofballs make silly faces right in the cameras so they back off

one time when you were being interviewed, your sweet boy wrapped his arms around your waist as he listened to you talk. you were a little nervous and stuttered a bit, but chris consoled you by rubbing small circles into your waist and whispering a gentle "it's okay baby" to your ear.

you fangirl on stage when you catch your boyfriend's eyes in the front row. sometimes you entirely stop what you're singing just to giggle and squeal "hiiii honey!!" while twirling your hair like a little girl. the audience cheers with screams when they realize chris is with them in the crowd-- but feels like its only you two in the stadium when he blows you a kiss (some corny shit he never thought he'd do) and mouth the words "i love you".

for the holidays, u two visit homeless shelters and childrens hospitals and perform for everybody <3

imagine just hanging out at the studio with him and your guys' friends. he's manspreading on a leather couch while massaging your feet resting in his lap as you write lyrics in your lap, your friends helping you out as you do.

you knew that somewhere down the line there was going to be some kind of beef. a popular rapper decided to call out chris for something he did years ago as a literal child. you both ignore it until he sends out a tweet about you. something around, "nd his bitch bad asf id hit fs but she a fuckin weirdass childish mf"

you ignore the fact he called u a "weirdass childish mf", you cant care less, many people dont vibe with ur ideas and thats okay!

u do however care about how his girlfriend would react to seeing him wanting to fuck you. and you'd met her before too, she was a little snobbish, but respectful nonetheless. you joked to your boyfriend about dropping your own diss track on him, but he actually seem intrigued. you shut it down almost immediately though, you didn't wanna make something small such a big deal

but at the next big event you guys went to, you found the rapper's girlfriend and showed her his tweet. she thanked you with a furious scowl on her face before she ran off and slapped the shit out of him in front of everybody

chris gets a custom made $5k chain that has ur name and little details that remind him of u around it :((

NSFW

speaking of that chain, he wears it whenever he pounds into you so you'll be reminded of how he's yours.

chris loves ur vocals so much on stage! he finds them beautiful, but he loves them even more in bed.

"cmon mama lemme hear that pretty voice"

in fact, you two created a song just to have playing in the background while you two get intimate

chris audio recorded him eating u out once and you saying, "oh, fuck chris, it's so good!" and he decided to use that as an adlib in his favorite songs OR disses he wrote about someone being a jerk to u

watching chris perform did things to you. seeing him sweat, brushing his gorgeous hair out of his face, putting in so much energy into his performance... it's intoxicating! sometimes you wish he'd just drop the mic, pull you onstage, and make love to you infront of the world.

he talks about marrying you while he's balls deep inside of your wet cunt :( saying how he wants to drop a humongous bag on your ring, give you the wedding of your dreams, and how he desperately wants to hear "missus sturniolo" from others' mouths

chris will totally pop up behind stage after a show and guide you to your dressing room not so subtly. you apologize to your manager before rushing to your private room like a giddy teenager. "wanna see her sweetheart, she wet for me righ' now? oh, there she is.." he coos as he bends down to his knees right in front of your pussy when you pull down your pretty pink stage costume.

@leah-loves-lilies @1everythingmustgo @star-sturn @junnniiieee07 @mattsneezing @freshloveee@freshsturns@emma4eva @r6diosturns @matthasmywholeheart @donthugmeimhot @blahbel668 @chrissturnsss @joanofarcily @mattscoquette @slutsturn @sturnioloremarker @ashley9282828 @jnkvivi @sturncakez @lanasturn @riasturns @st7rnioioss @strnlxlqve @starlace111 @mattsfavbigtitties @stvrlighht

[chiscaralight]

hello ^=^

I really like your writing very much!

Can you write about Model!reader x mafia! scaramouche?

The idea is kind of strange but I can't stop imagining Darling as a famous model all over Teyvat who was in a toxic relationship with a famous actor but the media covered it up until Darling met Scaramouch by chance When she was in a bar and she did not know that it was his property because the Fatui is a dangerous gang known for its dirty methods

Or maybe she witnessed a murder and he had to avoid the possibility of her exposing him so he kidnapped her.

I don't know if you're comfortable with this or not but can you add a part where Scaramouche order Darling to lick the gun?

hi thanku sm! this is definetly out of my usual writing comfort bubble but I absolutely love the idea. i like both of your concepts so I tried to combine them. i also didn't directly make darling lick the gun bc of him, but it was definitely in their mouth lmfao i hope at the very least it works for you! once I saw the ask I literally went to take a walk to think about to do with it lol. but it was so so much fun! thank u for this ask<3

mafia!scaramouche x model!reader nsfw. its kinda long imo. gun play. mentioned assault, cheating?kind of. oral m receiving. fingering. mentions of blood tasting?, uhhh probably missed some tags but enjoy!

there's nowhere you can go where you're not getting recognized. granted, you're almost world famous. a gorgeous model that everyone is pining to be. perfect face, perfect body, in the sweetest relationship with one of the biggest actors. everything was supposed to be amazing! but that stupid man you call your boyfriend is making your life a living hell.

you're sliding the sleeve of your dress a little lower to hide the bruise he gave you earlier as you lean against the bar. the place has the perfect atmosphere for a lovely date night. too bad when that brute gets here it'll be anything but fun. speaking of which, where is he? you'd been sitting alone at the bar for almost half an hour and while he was an asshole, he knew how to keep to time.

so you decide to go outside and wait. it'll be nice to get some breeze after being cooped up in the atmosphere of the building alone will be nice before the inevitable change of tide. your heels are clicking down the sidewalk, masked by the sound of cars passing by and signs buzzing. then you hear it. it sounds like, shouting, arguing? it's coming from the alley up ahead.

you're trying to keep your noise to a minimum as you peer your head into the alleyway. there you see... your boyfriend????

he's on his knees, being held down by two men. there's a woman, who's frantically explaining how he tried to touch her, and that's when you see the crest on her jacket. your eyes widen. the fatui. they're insanely bad news. you've heard all about them through the grapevine, about how tight-knit they are and super secure. so why was the man who was holding the gun towards your boyfriend's head not wearing the symbol anywhere at all?

before you can even process the thought, the loud bang from the gun is ringing in your ears. you can't control the gasp you let out, and all four people that are still alive are snapping towards you.

your lip is sucked in between your teeth as you're holding back tears. the same gun that has been in this man's hand is pressed against your powdered forehead in silence. it's the other lady who speaks first, muttering something about how your 'man' is a criminal. the only words you can get out are:

"i know."

now scaramouche's interest has been piqued. he nudges you with the barrel of the gun and you're looking up at him through tear-filled eyes. you're a pretty thing like this, near the end of your life but still so composed and meek. you drag your sleeve up, and you catch the way his eyebrows furrow. the lady's head turns in confusion as you speak.

"the bastard has been abusing me for months. even if you kill me now, i'll die happy knowing that bastard is rotting in hell."

another wave of silence.

scaramouche drops the gun. he orders the two other underlings to let you go and dispose of the body behind you. he whispers something to the last fatui before she nods and helps you up. a breath you didn't know you were holding escapes your lips and she tells you to follow her.

you're back in the bar, but away from all the eyes of the public. it's somewhere secluded, the area calm and decorated as you wait. you don't know what for, but you're waiting. you expect to see the lady from before, but what you're met with is that man again.

you soon learn his name is Scaramouche, one of the higher-ups in the organization. you're both staring at each other again and in the blink of an eye, his gun is pointed at you once again from the other side of his room. he's not going to shoot, obviously. he's testing you.

and you pass with flying colors! your demeanor doesn't shake once. your eyes are locked onto his and your body is still. he's closing the gap between where you're sitting and him, and the tension in the air is thick. soon enough, the muzzle of the gun is mere millimeters away from your lips. he's looking down at you. and you blink up sweetly at him before you drag your tongue along the side of the barrel. he can't hide the smile that pushes against his lips. he's going to have so much fun with you.

your lips are wrapped tightly around his cock, sucking as good as you can while the firearm is pressed to the side of your head. he's sitting back on the sofa so lazily, watching as you bob your head so perfectly. he's wishing he shot that deadbeat boyfriend of yours weeks ago when he had the chance, maybe he wouldn't have had to wait for such a perfect mouth to suck him off like this. his free hand slides to fist your hair as he draws closer to his climax. the tight grip causes you to moan around him, and he's cumming into your mouth, cum sliding down your throat as he fucks his orgasm into your mouth. but the two of you are far from done.

your dress is bunched up above your hips, giving him the perfect view of the cunt he's bullying. he's thrusting into you hard, finger resting on the trigger as the gun lays softly against your tongue. he's groaning, reminding you it's fully loaded, and the only thing you give him in response is the small view of your tongue circling the barrel. you're the one with the deadly weapon aimed at you, but he's almost sure that you're going to kill him like this. how many times do you get to see such a doll like this, taking you in so well as their life literally lay entirely in your hands? your eyes are struggling to stay open and you're clenching around him extra hard, so he leans down to give you one word. cum.

the way this one hits you is unlike anything you've ever felt before. it's nothing but pure, unadulterated pleasure as you arch up into him.

when you finally come to, he pulls the gun away to aim it at his head. your eyes go wide as you can see his finger weigh down on the trigger. you're attempting to stop him, weak arm reaching at just as soon as he-

nothing.

the gun was empty the entire time. and the laugh he lets out is so annoying, that you're almost pushing him off of you. don't scowl at him like that. it doesn't fit that pretty face of yours. but he tells you not to worry! because the next time he has you like this, hell make sure the gun is fully loaded. and it'll be in your hands, not his.

[bcolfanfic]

need more about the bucks' baby micah, headcanons or blurb i want more!!! (please, and when you have time ofc)

for ref

doing this in headcan0ns list form bc im tired from the time zone switch back to the states

the bucks do, as reffed in that blurb, turn the car around from going to wisconisn to go back to wyoming. end up having to get a hotel somewhere for the night so they don't drive more or less 20 hours roundtrip themselves into an early grave. but yeah.

swing josie by gale's sister’s house on the way back to sheridan. don't explain all the details but have to give her *some* explanation when they go from headed them to wisconsin to now suddenly back in wyoming.

maybe don't explain that this baby is her biological sibling right away but just. say that someone they know needs help with their baby, and that they gotta go back because they don't want him to be in the hospital by himself. pretty word salady but they're exhausted and she's five so. it is what is for the time being.

get to the hospital and get scrubbed in to down to the nicu with natalie to go see him. john's head still feels like his head is still in in spin-mode to the extent that he's not really processing everything fully.

but gale sees that itty bitty baby in his little nicu incubator with a little tube in his nose and is just. distraught.

has to sit down after a minute because its making his chest hurt. he just can't fathom how little he is and how he's in *danger* and how connected he already feels to him.

he gets reallll "woowoo" about the fact that he finally brought up wanting another kid to john all of 20 minutes before they got the call about him. feels like he somehow already intrinsically knew about him before he actually knew.

so kinda the reverse of how it was with josie- gale instantly feels bonded to him and john has a little bit of a harder time.

loves him so much already, is worried sick with all the preemie health stuff he's got going on. its just hard to process how fast everything is happening. if him and gale had sat down and decided to go the infant adoption route that'd be one thing.

in that case he'd have a lot more time to work through his hurdles re: being scared of having a baby, of being responsible for someone's life from scratch etc etc. but here he only had the drive back from wisconsin.

calls his mom a lot. calls curt a lot. that helps.

lil guy doesn't have a name for the first week of his life lmao. they just call him buddy and baby boy and then john is sitting up w/ gale one night and asks if he's given any thought to his name.

they land on micah curtis. micah as a riff off of michael the archangel, and curtis after their best friend (:

curt cries when he finds out. sweet man.

john's mom comes out from wisconsin and when she's there at the hospital that's when both the bucks go to gale's sister's house and have to explain to josie- the best they can- the full details.

poor peanut is so conflicted about Everything. has been confused about not seeing either of her dads in the same room for almost two weeks. is excited about having a baby sibling- but confused about why if he's /her/ sibling from her mom why she can't see her mom.

just a lot of Big Feelings, which gale and john handle the best that they can. good dads <3

i think it finally really Clicks for john when micah is doing okay enough that theyre allowed to hold him. looks at that lil guy in his lil nicu baby beanie sleeping on his chest and just. yeah. big thats my son, i would do anything for you feelings.

john gets really into sitting by his lil incubator and reading to him. nice way to bond that isn't super overwhelming. makes gale heart happy to watch. his boyssss.

this is getting super long lmao so ill cut if off here. but i wove micah- and rachel and i have developed a looottt of lore about him as a teenager/young adult (specifically re: him and wyatt- helen's baby with nash/ev's step son). so feel free to come prompt me to yap more!

[gloomysoup]

Did you seriously just off Steve to an OD or is there another part to that?!

And Eddie hitting Steve in the other fic? Especially pregnant Steve? HELL NO.

okay listen...

first of all, steve is not dead i promise. i currently have 3 total parts up, and there's like AT LEAST one more part to that fic. maybe more i haven't decided yet. i have been working on the next part and it will start to get better soon i swear 🫠

as for the other fic, uhhhh i don't know what to tell you about that one. it was kind of this one off thing i wrote like MONTHS ago that never went anywhere just on a whim yknow like i think it was originally a scene for another draft i have but it didn't really fit anymore and i didn't wanna just delete it bc i liked some of the imagery, like when they're arguing and steve describes it in his head as standing on the cliff. i still liked it even if it didn't fit the characters i'd originally written them as.

and then i forgot about it and i found it the other day and just kinda posted it as a haha idk what this even is kinda post but then it kind of blew up a tiny little bit and a lot of people like it for some reason?? idek man i honestly had no intention of doing anything with it but now i've been playing around with ideas so we'll see ig

although, i appreciate the ask! i don't get many of them honestly and i do really enjoy talking about my work and explaining some of my thought processes yknow it's just fun for me to be able to interact with people more 🤷‍♀️

[praxieuser]

PRAXIE'S SUPER AWESOME SUPER COOL THEORY ABOUT DANIEL BEING IN THE MOB:

because the where the magic awakens discord server seemed to vibe with it, and it's like. a little bit funny.

SPOILERS MAY BE PRESENT! PROCEED WITH CAUTION!

as the title says, i thought up a crack theory about the Pages being previously part of / in charge of / otherwise involved in a mob. here is the thought process for how my adhd crack led me down this path:

1.) the headline of the muggle news paper and what it implies

note that the headline is "The Bloody Pages" headlines during the turn of the century were more dramatic, news headlines i've seen are more straight forward if the perpatrators aren't well known. for example: "Father-Son Duo: Mass Heist, Mass Murder" would be what i would expect if the Pages were largely unknown. but they are specifically references by their last name implying the family itself is pretty infamous for this kind of thing. and while i can't quite ascertain this, dad Page and bro Page look like they're dressed in that sort of 20th century gangster style in their picture of them getting arrested: dark coat, dark vest instead of looking like run in the mill burglars with skii masks.

2.) the gravity of their crimes

it's implied that along with a heist, they've committed mass murder. this implies to me that if they killed that much people in one sitting, they either had other people with them OR it was just the two of them but they had firepower, and since this is the UK and not the US, purchasing guns has stricter regulations, especially guns that are something like AK-47s? with the intent of doing harm? the chances are they'll sniff you out.

this to me implies either: they had the power and influence to rally up goons OR they had the money and contacts to smuggle arms

3.) this partially explains kaleena and esme's thing

starting with kaleena, not only does it partially explain her infamy in the wizarding world (imagine, a wizard not only doing magic in front of muggles/to harm muggles but being in a muggle mob?) it also coincides with gridley calling her a world class criminal. maybe she was more underground before marrying daniel's dad, but ended up coming up on the surface as she became more involved in the mob, whichever path, it makes it clear she has experience in criminality

for esme, it explains the "knows more than she lets on" thing she has going on: she knows of her mother's involvement in the mob, but since she was definitely still underage, we can say she was kept farther from it. she probably hasn't seen anything firsthand, but she knows what she knows. we could also say that in general aside from their older brother, the Page kids were kept far away from gang business for there safety: making it so daniel didn't know about the mob

4.) shit i highkey made up but listen that's what you're here for

so then, if kaleena was in the mob, we could say that maybe by the time she had daniel, she decided to be less involved in the frontlines to stay with the kids more since they're a huge vulnerability bc they're in a mob and presumably have a few enemies, but also bc she probably genuinely cared for them. making it so she's very close with daniel, which could explain the strength of daniel's later denial

then we could say that, by the time dad Page and bro Page get arrested, she's old and she's rusty with her magic, since she's been spending most of her time taking care of the kids for a few years, explaining why she gets caught despite being a "world class criminal". but then all daniel would know is his father and brother are the big bad, and his mom just loved them so much she tried to break them out. and since he was still very young, we can say that esme didn't want to tell him the truth bc you try telling your 5 year old brother both of your currently incarcerated parents, one of which is he is very attached to, were mobsters.

and because he's got a whole complex about it by the present time, having The Talk™ with him is even more complicated, especially when esme herself is presumably only somewhere aroumd 17-19 years old and has to juggle taking care of daniel and her own personal struggles brought on by the arrest of her parents

5.) but why doesn't daniel know about the mob in the present time?

could be that he knows his parents are in a mob but doesn't say it bc his whole thing is getting bullied for crimes his family did and he'd rather not pour gasoline on a house on fire, and is under the belief that his mother was there against her will OR that his mother wasn't involved at all, bar her trying to break dad Page and bro Page put of jail.

and thats my delulu corkboard crack theory on why daniel's family is part of the mob. thank you 🚶

[im0utoftime]

JACKIESHAUNA THOUGHTS!!! :3

jackie and shauna are one of the very few ships i think about consistently, due to how complicated both individual characters are separately, and together. Jackie is outwardly seen as popular, confident and quite caring, which further adds to her role as the team captain. she's able to influence others due to her attitude and tries to make light of situations. On the other hand, Shauna is the opposite, while she's still well known due to her part on the team, she can be insensitive, and hot-headed and prefers to keep her emotions to herself. As a result, it eventually boils over and causes her to damage relationships and others in the process of lashing out and leads to quite dire situations occasionally. This is the eventual cause of Shauna and Jackie’s friendship coming to an end, which kills Jackie. I love it.

They both view each other SO differently from how I just said as well, this can be shown in their fight and Jackie's dream (idk what to call it😭) when she dies. during the fight, Shauna goes on about how Jackie doesn't care about her and keeps Shauna in her shadow on purpose. I don't think she could be more wrong about Jackie if she tried. JACKIE LOVED HER SOO MUCH. She states how good of a friend Shauna is, even going as far as to say she's “the best friend she's ever had”. Jackie would have done anything just so that Shauna was happy, she cared so much about her. She views her so differently from how Shauna actually acts to others. While jackie views Shauna as caring and soft in how she acts. EVEN REPEATING THAT QUOTE I PUT FROM THAT LITTLE DREAM SHE HAS. she's not soft to others, only Jackie to an extent bc of how she slept with Jeff behind her back. Even though I believe she feels guilty for it now, she consistently went back to do it multiple times despite the fact she knew it was wrong. Even after Jackie confronts her, she decides to start attacking Jackie rather than saying sorry and apologising. She chooses pride over everything, even her best friend. She left her outside to sleep even though she wanted to apologise but didn't. She cares too much about herself. They're so fucking tragic and I love them but oh my god they make me sick every single time.

Anyways, this is probs not explained well or accurately sorry 😊😊 pls share ur thoughts!!! id love to hear abt what u think :3

[xxlady-lunaxx]

I'm sorry for this | {Kokuzan}

Theme: Fluff + Angst 

Note: The stupid wheel chose this to be fluffy angst of holidays and execution so let's see how this plays out 💀 I'm sad bc idk what to write-

Demons usually don't give a single fuck about holidays. They're just stupid days that humans use as excuses to take off of work or school or whatever. Sometimes celebrations that leave them drunk and wasted. Easy prey. But sometimes demons did celebrate them. Although, not exactly celebrate as much as acknowledge. This was one of those times.

It was a silly little holiday. Valentine's day. The one that people meet up, give chocolates and flowers and gifts. Typical lovey-shit. But this time Muzan decided to 'celebrate' it as well, which was extremely unexpected of him. As nearly nobody knew, he was dating Kokushibo, his oldest (if you ignored the traitor Tamayo), strongest, and his personal favorite demon. He didn't know what to do, so all he did was put some nicer clothes on—the ones he had on before were drenched in blood. Then he went in search of Kokushibo. He found him quickly and demanded that the Uppermoon must come with him somewhere. For Valentine's day. Kokushibo agreed. He had forgotten that 80% of the time, people do things with ulterior motives. 

Muzan and Kokushibo traveled for a little, walking and teleporting equally until they reached this one site. It was old. Very old. There was the remains of a building left there, and besides that there were just trees for miles and miles. "Eh, Master, what is this place?" Kokushibo hummed, confused.

Muzan said nothing and just nodded for Kokushibo to keep going. They went inside the pit of the broken down building and sat on these makeshift chairs they made by stacking up the rocks. Then Muzan said, "Kokushibo. Do you trust me?"

"Huh-? Yes, yes I do," Kokushibo said, more confused than ever.

"Good." Muzan pondered how to go through with this when he had an idea. "Okay, uh... Here," he said, holding out some flowers he'd messily snatched on the way there.

Kokushibo took them, surprised. "Oh! Thank you," he said, a small, teasing smile playing on his lips.

Muzan ignored it, feeling slightly flushed. Then he cleared his throat. "Uh.. If you want you can.. have some of my blood? It will make you stronger too," he said quietly.

Kokushibo thought his mind was playing tricks on him. "Really??" he asked.

"Yes. Yes, sure, of course," Muzan said, stumbling over his words. 

Kokushibo waited for Muzan to hold out his hand and drop blood into his mouth or whatever, but it didn't happen. He cocked his head, confused, when Muzan realized he should clarify. He tapped his neck and Kokushibo looked at him, perplexed. "Ah.. could you explain, please?" he asked.

"Oh. Uhm. Just- Just bite my neck," Muzan said awkwardly. He quickly added, "ONLY because I don't feel like puncturing myself. That's it."

"Right, okay," Kokushibo said nervously, standing up. Muzan did as well and then sat on the stone tabler, waiting. Kokushibo placed his mouth on the side of Muzan's neck and gently bit down, drawing blood. He didn't take much and tried to do the least damage, wanting to make sure Muzan wouldn't get angry or something. He quickly sat back down as his body processed the blood that slowly flowed through his veins and strengthened him. He tried not to make a sound as the blood caused pain throughout his body before it settled. Kokushibo looked up and saw Muzan, still on the table, covering his mouth and flushed. 

Kokushibo was confused at this, but said nothing as the pain started subsuding. Muzan continued looking flustered, his face slowly burying in his hands. Eventually, Kokushibo was able to speak again and he cleared his throat. "I.. Thank you, Master," he mumbled.

Muzan nodded slowly and took a deep breath, then slid off the table. He walked over to Kokushibo and promptly sat on the Uppermoon's lap, uncaring of what Kokushibo thought of this. It was certainly a surprise and Muzan's demon was very flustered at this action, not having expected it.

The play of small affection continued through the night for a while. Eventually Kokushibo completely forgot about dawn and only just enjoyed his time with Muzan who was playing his role carefully. Now, only a few minutes till dawn, Muzan said, "Kokushibo.. do you trust me?"

Remembering the words, Kokushibo nodded quickly. "Yes, I do."

Muzan nodded. "Good," he said, the same as before. "Kokushibo, stand here and close your eyes. If you feel warm, it's not the sun, okay? I promise," he said, with so much conviction Kokushibo didn't question this. He just nodded and closed his eyes, standing still.

Muzan nodded then went to kiss Kokushibo but realized he was too short to reach him properly so he went over and stood on a stone. He places his lips on Kokushibo's and then pulled apart. Kokushibo had been surprised by this but smiled at it. 

He heard the sound of scraping stone and figured Muzan was just moving the rocks around a little to get through it more easily. Eventually he heard the sounds of footsteps and they seemed to get a little more quiet with each step. "Master?"

Muzan's voice sounded a little more distant as he called back, "One minute, I'll be ready in one minute. You can open your eyes in one minute, when I say so, okay?"

Kokushibo hummed his agreement and waited. One minute later, he felt a strange sensation. It was warmth, a weird warmth. One he didn't like one bit. He heard Muzan shouting that he could open his eyes. And he did. And he realized Muzan had set him up to.. kill him. The sun rose above him and he went to turn to find a way where he could hide but he found he was surrounded in every other side by rocks, the rocks Muzan had moved earlier. Where there were no rocks was rope tied around to make it harder to climb through them, and above him were more rocks which were tilted in a precarious way. 

"Why..?" he mumbled. "WHY!!"

He vaguely heard Muzan saying, "I'm sorry for this, Kokushibo. But it's for my sake. Besides, you trust me, no?" before he crumbled to dust.

Muzan sighed as he hid from the sun. He did like it, being with Kokushibo, but he couldn't risk Kokushibo turning into Yoriichi, so he did this. He had to. It was a necessary precaution.

He turned away and walked off as if nothing had happened.

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My sister's mad at me for writing this I think 💀 She's shitting on Muzan now- I was saying he used the sun to feel less guilty but she took none of it and said that nobody cares. She just said "Seriously, Muzan, you could've killed him on a different holiday!! Seriously, nobody cares about your stupid fears!! You're literally the worst boyfriend ever!! 🙄" 

I'M LAUGHING THE WAY SHE ACTS SO SASSY WHEN SHE SAYS THINGS LIKE THIS AHAHAHAH

Anyways bye 🫠 I tried but imo I failed at writing this but who cares anymore 😋

watch me just continue to repost my wattpad work on tumblr-

i should stop doing that ngl

[izartn]

Rereading the scholomance series, and on the bit after El and Orion have their first time and wow.

Orion knows so so well there's something incredibly wrong with him, from the way he seems to have been avoiding getting more intimate with El bc he fears feeding on her mana (the implication it was this from the start of his mana starvation on senior year, not just the general risks El fears) to how he breaks down sobbing right after they have sex because she's the only (first) right (human) thing he ever wanted, and he explains he only ever wanted to hunt mals and suck their mana since he was little so he doesn't resent his parents for letting him do that (and he knows exactly what el thinks of that but orion is grateful, bc yeah. mawmouth-boy amalgama he needed it) (and the were desperate to make him more normal, except in golden enclaves we discover they're at fault orion is like this and wow.) and how he knows going fucking nuclear on the Shanghai Enclaves and co who tried to murder El wasn't normal, and that it unsettled El. I love that he remembered that it scared her, bc he doesn't want to, and tht after the incident he thought on it all and decided he didn't want to be that kind of guy.

I mean, getting angry and trying to reflexively retaliate when someone tries to murder you and El (whom he adores) I get it, most of us aren't heroine El Higgins as much as she likes to pretend she isn't, but that scene lasted more than just the moment, El got her giant shield, and then Orion demonstrated he's got a fucking nasty temper and a reflex for going to inflict gruesome violence, after taking the most chilling seconds on book canon trying to process just what almost happened to them both, but mostly El on his PoV. El tried to redirect him like twice and he went back to try very intently to have his chance offing Yuyan, Zixuan and Co, the second one when Magnus came with New York and the rest of allied enclaves thanks to Liesel and wwiii magician versión almost gets off was O.o, until El threatens everybody with mass destruction which brought back Orion to the world of, oh yah my scary girlfriend who could kill everyone in this room including myself is awesome. Dude.

It's the way you end reading all that scene and their conversation almost at the end of the book, and you feel El is not getting what Orion is trying to say, missing that there is something really really wrong with him. Because I think senior year Orion has had no choice but notice all the ways he doesn't make sense, and the way he seems to always need more mana from mals so much he starts looking mad to the outsiders and not caring for anything else (I think it feels to him like executive disfunction in that he gets into a loop of "I should be doing homework x but I can't bc I first need to hunt mals except I can't find any so I'm tired so I can't do anything") , to the point he starts fearing taking El's which almost happens in the library if not for Precious (hello??? rereading that having read the golden enclaves sent chills through my skin, holy shit) and I think he must have noticed by then. Because Orion is simultaneously more observant and more out of touch than he seems on first impression.

Agh no wonder he decides to stay behind and disappear into the void with the Scholomance, I wonder if face to face with mawmouths and his own almost lost of sense of himself to the rush of mal-mana consumption right at the end of The Last Graduate he realiced what he must be and just. Choose it as the only option so as to not go mad and hurt(eat) El. Must have killed him.

No, given The Golden Enclaves I'm sure this is exactly what happened. Orion needs a hug so so badly.

And then he passes that last book lost on the hunger, then goes through a grueling purification to bring back what's left of his sense of self and humanity, with the knowledge that hes more like a mawmouths but back (but still a monster inside) , discovering his mother did this to him after killing hundreds of kids actually, and she may love to get her hands on El and use her (which Orion isn't thrilled about), and the enclaves may go to war in wwiii magic version (this time for real) , and you know, no wonder he quits trying to stay (alive, as a person) a quarter to end or so of The Golden Enclaves.

I love him, I want his perspective on a spin off novella or something after canon, bc it has to be the most weird mix of super transparent and also heartbreakingly sad and heartwarming once you read between the lines, and because I want his super subjective PoV on Galadriel because he loves her so so much in both the adorkable teenagy way and in a "you've saved my life and existence and the world makes sense bc of you" which has to scare them both a bit. Also Orion PoV on the rest of characters now he isn't blinded by the hunger and he can actually interact with others and have interests of his own. Fascinated by his possible hobbies.

[loumauve]

For the Character Ask! Right backatcha while I think on your asks, 17 and 18 for Silga and Untalla!

(in reference to this ask meme)

17. Quotes, songs, poems, etc. that I associate with them

18. What they’d go to see a therapist about

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gonna drop the entirety of this under a read more bc it's likely to get long with even just the poems (no, I did not leaf through my collection of 15+ poetry books just for this) (also, no songs, sadly, not yet. I'll send you a message on discord tho if I do decide on some in the future)

also, the reason this reply is late is because I wanted to take my time with finding the right songs, but then that never happened because of me losing my mind over Jesse and Emily once again other distractions, so I figured I'd rather get around to it now because I love them and I think about them all the time and I didn't want you to think I was ignoring them

Untalla is a bit hard for me to pin down, so I'm going off vibes here

i never expected death to be my most faithful companion, but she is the only one who will come without having to be asked. - the only one who will never leave (from the princess saves herself in this one by Amanda Lovelace)

This is me, I am the eye of the storm and my heart is a little broken. But if you want me, I'm yours. (from Pillow Thoughts by Courtney Peppernell)

[..] The Grieved - are many - I am told - There is the various Cause - Death - is but one - and comes but once - And only nails the eyes - There's Grief of Want - and Grief of Cold - A sort they call "Despair" - [..] (part of poem 561 from The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson by.. well, Emily Dickinson, my eternally beloved)

Silga is a whole load of grief and longing, if I had more hope-filled poetry books I would have tried to find a hopeful one as well. I think that would suit her, but alas

what do we do with all the things we need to say to someone we'll never see again? - maybe that's why i write (from to drink coffee with a ghost by Amanda Lovelace)

I wish that it were easier for me to explain that you won't really get inside my head for a long time even though I want you to crawl inside my mind as badly as I want to curl up with a flashlight inside of yours and read for hours on end [..] (part of Things I Would Like To Tell You but Probably Won't (At least, not for a very long time) from High Wire Darlings by Kalyn RoseAnne Livernois)

[..] The thing about heartbreak is it feels too big for your body. You become cavernous - A walking Mariana Trench. Nobody knows how deep you go because the pressure is heavy enough to fold bodies into paper cranes and naive enough to call this beautiful. [..] (part of Survivor's Guilt from Wrong Side of a Fistfight by Ashe Vernon)

..and THEM because I love them

I was lying beside you and you had this half smile because my hands were drifting down your spine. And you looked at me and I lost track of everything. Because I realised just how badly I want under your skin. (from Pillow Thoughts by Courtney Peppernell)

[..] Do not dote on me Do not say anything about my eyes when we are watching the stars I will know you adore me by the way you remove the space between us before we fall asleep It will be in your eyes even when you didn't mean to tell me [..] (part of Irromantic from High Wire Darlings by Kalyn RoseAnne Livernois)

[..] Find the pocket of your heartbeat where you keep Forgiveness. We will try again tomorrow - I know you've got a bone to pick with tomorrow, but it's coming anyway. [..] You think you've seen every ugly corner of this whole rotten world, but listen: There is an infinite number of things we don't know and, statistically speaking, at least half of them are probably very, very beautiful. (part of Post-Panic Attack from Wrong Side of a Fistfight by Ashe Vernon)

as for therapy.. oof.

how many hours do they have? lol obviously a LOT of grief counselling, trauma processing for both of them. and maybe they can go to couple's therapy together, even if they're not dating, just to figure out how to best communicate and support each other. and maybe figure out what kind of intimacy is the kind they want and can handle. sometimes it can help to have external structure for those kinds of conversations

[honestmouse20]

Okay, personal thoughts on dragons rising under the cut. Spoilers ahead!

I didn't care too much about Wildfyre going into part 2. she was cool but not really a character I was fully invested in. That is, until her and Kai went on their little quest/mission to get the dragon energy core. They were so Sweet! I loved how Kai had to be the responsible one and how Wildfyre had to learn how to thikn before she acted. They're a really good dynamic and I their relationship growing during this season felt very natrual and good!

Zane! also not one of my favorite characters. But him speaking to a broom with Pixal's photo taped to it got to me okay? I do wonder now where she is.

Mr. Frohicky (idk how to spell things, i've been up all night. give me a break lol) I did Not expect him to return after the crossroads episode back in part 1. He's actually grown on me a lot. It's still kinda weird bc the tone of this show is just a Bit different than previous Ninjago. But it's not bad and I wouldn't hate seeing more of him in the future

Lloyd. God he got so much character develepment this season but especially in part 2! From him trying to do everything on his own to upkeep the Monastary and then finally excepting help, to getting much better at teaching the new ninja. I really loved all the scenes with him an Arin and how their relationship has gone from Arin being a fanboy, to genuine respect and friendship. 10/10

Speaking of Lloyd. What on Earth was all that stuff he saw Again when he acted as the conduit again? I really hope we get more info on those vision in the next season. That's the one big mystery that they havn't really touched on

last lloyd thing, mayeb it's just the angst lover in me, but I really hope there's some kind of conequence to him acting as the conduit. Maybe it starts really draining him or maybe it just makes accessing his power a little harder. I hope they explain it or at least like, mention it.

I'm actually kinda glad they didn't go the whole route of having Nya distrust the Djinn guy who'se name i can't remember lol. It was a nice expectation subversion. Bc my first thought was that he was gonna be evil/ have heard that *she* was the one who tecnically destroyed Djinnjago. I really like that they helped him the way they did and the lesson it taught Sora

Speaking of Sora. I love her. I still fully belive that her power is creation but if it is just 'tech power' i really like how they're handling it. LIke we all Knew it was never Ryu's power she was using but the moment *she* figured that out still felt genuine and deserved because we saw her go through the process of realizing whta was holding her back. 10/10. no notes

Freaking COLE! So him and Lloyd are tied as my favorite charaters bc yee. But holy shit even tho it was 5 am when i got to his episode and i was exhausted. I sat up on the couch and just lost my shit. One, he's still so good at finding people in trouble/captured and deciding he's their protecter. I love him so much. and two. was it just me or was that whole episode so freaking queer coded it isnt funny? Like, even more so than his true potential episode back in S1.

Shipping aside, I really like how on par with his character his episodes were. Even tho they were short and I really crave more about him, they did a good job of leaving just enough questions to keep us interested while also showing us the important parts. Plys the new ability rock monster thing is cool

in that same vein. what the fuck does 'the earth is screaming' mean? hello that shits terrifying? My theory atm is that its' the realms fighting the merge bc it's like unnatural or something. but idk. i would have liked to hear more about that

Zane's car!!!! I own that set and holy fuck it did not dissapoint! At first i was kinda bummed it didn't do Actual spinjitzu, at least I don't think so. But him spinning wildy and saying 'this is adequate' or whatever, is so freaking funny! also it's super fast and looks epic. no notes lol

and Jay! we see him! I'm not really a big jay fan but I am curious what theyr'e gonna do with him next season

and finally, i Really liked all the references to past seasons/events! Even if it wasn't in your face, it was still really nice to be able to see all the pices of the past sprinkled throughout. It was also funny to see Sora being surprised Lloyd is the FSM's grandson. 10/10

If i think of more I'll make another post lol

god i need to re watch the season already

i have SO many thoughts. HOw am i supposed to go to work later and be an adult while ive got these little plastic ninja running through my head at full speed

[gabessquishytum]

Hairy Hob is a blessing I never thought I needed. And this is coming from someone who was kind of meh on the whole body hair thing in sex stuff, it's fine if it's in it, but not my thing usually. Imagine my surprise when I end up going feral, not for someone like the Corinthian who honestly should be more my type, I end up going absolutely bonkers for Hob Gadling. Hob Gadling this absolute Honda Civic of a man, I love him.

Scent kink too, but I digress. More to the point, for someone like Hob, I figured he might be a bit insecure about his body hair when he and Dream first get together. Maybe he noticed one time how much arm hair he has compared to Dream, who took off his coat for some reason. So, the day comes when they finally plan to do the do, and Hob spends the entire morning and afternoon shaving his entire body, cause waxing will hurt too much XD. And then it's time, they're making out. Deam starts to touch his body while kissing and is progressively becoming more confused the more he touches Hob. Until Dream loses patience and rips his shirt to shreds to see his bare chest. And the horror on Dream's face XD, you'd think someone died or something, immediately ripping off Hob's pants and underwear, and he's bare everywhere of course. Dream looked him over twice, even going so far as to make Hob present himself, ie bending over and spreading himself.

Hob's face is beet red, his face is like a tomato, doesn't understand what the fuss is, he thought Dream might like him like this. But the mounting rage on the Dreamlord's face says otherwise. Dream is livid, and I wonder how he'll punish Hob for this. huehuehuehuehuehuehueheuhehuehue

-Love Yan Anon <3

yeSSSS love that my Hairy Hob propaganda is spreading <3 it's funny bc Hob IS so my type it's almost ridiculous. I think body hair really is A Thing for me (on whatever gender) and I can't explain it BUT. I can attempt to spread the gospel about it heehee.

LOVE the idea of Hob being insecure though omg!!! He's really overthinking everything and he's noticed that Dream is very,,, smooth. He's got the tiniest bit of upper lip stubble but aside from that, he's pretty hairless! And Hob is like, "I'm connecting the dots. He was all weird in 1589, when I had facial hair. Obviously he hates body hair and stuff." And Matthew is probably there like "you haven't connected shit my dude" but Hob is already convinced.

And he's a lil sad because ugh, he has a lot of hair, it's kinda part of him?? Also it takes a long time to shave??? But he'd do anything for Dream so. He spends a good 3 hours meticulously making sure he's smooth, even his butthole doesn't escape, it's a fucking nightmare but. Worth it. For Dream.

And yeah Dream is pissed off, ok. He's finally got Hob naked after 600 fucking years of lustful yearning (including a solid half an hour staring at his chest hair in 1689) and he just doesn't get it. But he's incapable of having a normal conversation about it so he pulls a very squirmy (and slightly itchy, fucking shaving burn??? Oww!!) Hob over his lap and demands an explanation.

Hob is humiliated and embarrassingly turned on about it, and he explains his thought process and Dream is just like. "Oh wow. I'm in love with an idiot." Which is objectively not an ideal moment for a love declaration but does clear up a lot of Hob’s self esteem issues.

But Dream is still committed to punishing his lover for his grave sins against all that lovely sexy body hair. He spends a good hour or two smacking Hob’s poor arse (with particular focus on his hole, which is already stinging sooo badly) and his cock. All his shaving implements are immediately banished too, and it's for Dream to decide when he gets his face shaving privileges back. In fact, maybe Dream decides that Hob needs a little more supervision overall. And maybe Hob is unreasonably turned on by the fact that Dream is in charge of his outfit for each day, and his meals, and most importantly, his bedtime <3

[vxnillite]

Khro'a birthday drabble!!!

THIS IS FOR @99-kroi !!! The man who sent me down this path of insanity, and I will be eternally grateful for that.

HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY DUDE!!! Just want to say that you're an amazing person, a fantastic artist, and a really fun person to talk to! Really, really glad to have met you and to be able to share all this fun sh*t with you! (I'm a writer, why is my vocab so limited)

Also this is not a ship fic, 100% platonic bc Noah and Khro'a are besties 4 life <33 yippee hAPPY BIRTHDAY AGAIN KROIIIII

(if there are typos, i'll get back to it. i haven't [edit: HELP ME WHY DID THE REST OF THE SENTENCE DELETE ITSELF I MEANT TO SAY I HAVEN'T PROOFREAD THIS LKSDJFKLSJF])

Sunlight filtered through the wooden planks of the treehouse, shining tiny spotlights on an unusually empty bed.

The owner was in the middle of the room, crouched on the floor. Khro'a whistled as he fixed his travel packs. Today was going to be uneventful, but he'd decided to go flying—didn't know where to, exactly. Khro'a would decide on the way.

He'd just tied up the last pack when he heard an ikran cry. Weird—that wasn't his, though. It cried again, sounding much closer to the treehouse this time. Khro'a had a second to recognize that particular call when—

"INCOMING!!"

Something crashed straight into Khro'a. It knocked out almost all the air inside of him, and, had he not been bigger than the intruder, they would've crushed him.

"Ay, puta—you were fucking right under it! Sorry!"

Khro'a felt himself get yanked up onto his feet, then into a tight embrace. From over the person's head, he processed first the rapidly swishing tail, then the triple braids—one black, two an unnatural purple.

Noah was jumping on their toes as they exclaimed, "Happy birthday, Khro'a!!"

Excitement rose like magma in his chest at the realization. Khro'a grinned and hugged them back. "Noah! I thought you wouldn't be back until a few more weeks?"

Noah pulled away to look up at Khro'a, and their arms went from his waist to his hands. "And fucking miss your birthday," they scoffed playfully, "You think I'm gonna be stupid like that? Of course, I was gonna come home early!"

Finally, confusion arose as well, and Khro'a asked, "How is it my birthday—wait, how are you keeping track of this?"

Fangs bared, Noah giggled through their teeth. "Well, it's been exactly one Pandoran year since you got transferred to your Avatar by Eywa. I did the math some time ago, and turns out your terran birthday happens to fall on the same day this year," they explained, "So, technically, two birthdays!"

It took a few seconds for Khro'a to process, and he chuckled as he did. 

Noah cocked their head to the side. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing, it's just," he stifled a laugh, "You really counted all that?"

"What, like it's supposed to be hard?"

Khro'a couldn't hold it in anymore, the affectionate laugh he was caging in his chest. "Spoken like a true nerd."

Noah slapped him on the chest. Their lips scrunched into a pout. "Gago, it's simple fucking math!" Then, infected by Khro'a, they started laughing, too. "Of course, I've been counting. It's your birthday, after all. I keep track of everyone else's, too."

Khro'a let his laughter dwindle down first. "So, it's been a year, huh," he mused. Then, he looked back down at Noah. Their bright eyes looked up at him curiously, waiting on his words. He sighed contentedly, "Thank you, Noah."

Noah's lips curled into a softer, still toothy smile. A little chuckle wisped through them as they pulled Khro'a in for another hug. It said everything that couldn't be put into words.

The moment passed in comfortable silence until Noah spoke up. "Oh, also, I stopped by the village, and I told the entire village and the other RDA people. They're all waiting for you at High Camp."

Khro'a sighed, placing a hand on their head. "Of course you did."

"But you seem to have plans." Noah peeked behind him from under his arm. "Going somewhere?"

"Meh, I wasn't really planning on it," Khro'a shrugged, "I was just bored, so it's a 'wherever the wind takes me' kind of plan."

The reaction to that was somewhat violent, as Noah pulled away only to grip Khro'a's arms, eyes glinting with excitement. Their tail was whipping like a tornado behind them. Teeth that bit down on their lower lip caged their words flimsily. Khro'a had a feeling he knew what those were.

"Go on. What is it?"

"Can I come with you," Noah asked giddily, like a child, "It's been months since we went somewhere together!"

"I don't know~ Didn't you say there are people waiting at High Camp?"

"Yes, and we can go after that! C'mon, don't fuck with me, Khro'a."

Some things just never change, he thought. Then, Khro'a smiled. "Alright, but I really had no plans of where to go. Do you?"

"'Wherever the wind takes us' sounds like a good plan. Now, come on! I'll help you with your things."

Khro'a perked up as if a switch had been flipped in his head. "Wait, Noah, you've been travelling all night—have you had any sleep?"

"Shhh! That's not your problem to deal with, okay?"

"That's not my po—Noah!!"

Too late. They grabbed two of the biggest bags in their hand, jumped up onto a large branch—an exposed structural beam of sorts for the treehouse—then flung themselves through the roof chute. They looked down at Khro'a, jerking their head as if to hurry him up. Fortunately, he'd already followed suit.

Khro'a emerged through the chute mere seconds after Noah did, throwing the other two bags onto the roof as he pushed himself up. With his tail, he flipped the chute door shut. Khro'a put his arm out just in time as he saw a familiar stingbat coming to land on him.

"Hey, Kev!" Khro'a chuckled as the stingbat pecked him affectionately. It shrieked as he scritched its neck. He dug a fruit from one of his bags and gave it to Kev. It cawed gratefully as it flew back to hover over its owner.

Then, the two avatars mounted their ikrans, but before they took off—

"Oh, and Khro'a?"

He turned to them innocently. What he saw was a figure cast in the morning light and a delicate smile. Noah's gaze softened as their eyes met.

"Happy birthday ulit." Their eyes smiled, too, pushing a few tears through the corners. "Thanks for everything. I'll never forget any of it."

[cloudninetonine]

Hello me again. Still trying to fight off sleep issues so I present to you: more Courage, Koridai, and Sprite headcannons. They're kinda long sorry.

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Koridai and Courage alternate nicknames were a little hard for me to figure out since we know so little ab them from the source material, however I have come up with something.

Thought process: The chain's alt nicknames (I'll call them ANNs for simplicity) have been around their occupation before or during their journeys - Champion/Smithy, Sailor/Captain - or have been to do with experience (such as age like 'Old Man', or amount of adventures like 'Veteran').

For Courage, it was a little more to do with after his journey. He becomes Wisdom's partner, which would make him Prince Consort. Hence forth, I propose to you all the ANN: 'Prince'. (Also fits with the design I gave him a bit).

Koridai's ANN was a lot trickier. From the little we get of his actual background from the CD-i games' cutscenes, we only really discover that he's got some relation to the royal family to be so close with King Harkinian (who also shares the name w Courage's King fun fact), Princess Zelda, Impa etc. We know literally nothing about Link. So I improvised a little backstory for him to solve this. If anyone has any better ideas, please voice them to the public, I was struggling.

Essentially, Koridai is from a family of important merchants who control the travel of goods in the kingdom, making them quite close to the Royal family so they can import and export resources across the land, and change trading routes. So basically, my boy comes from status. He got his sword and shield not from the castle, but from his auntie who is the head of the family. She took one listen to the prophecy and gave him this sword and shield made of high-quality metals with that enchantment Hyrule has on his. Might even go a step further and place the games in the timeline by saying it IS Hyrule's sword idk. Anyways all this to say what if we give the ANN 'Trader' or 'Merchant' to Koridai.

Also if we're giving Sprite an ANN, it would be obvious to name her 'Fairy' but that's like nicknaming one of the Chain 'Hylian'. So since she doesn't have a job and basically no prior experience, I encourage you to choose from 'Trickster' if she's more on the mischievous side, or 'Clematis' which is a type of flower I used in her design.

(Fun fact, struggled so much w Koridai, I debated on whether or not to suggest 'Mirror' after the one he gets trapped in in Wand of Gamelon. I decided against it) __________________________________________ Ages are fun! And is also a great way of showing dynamics, personality, and explain any downright tomfoolery. So we're doing that with Koridai, Courage, and Sprite.

Imo, Sprite would rather beat Courage with a stick than admit her age, so its largely unknown. But, since she's fae and (from my research) they live to ab 500-600, I'd estimate she's around 250 years old.

Courage, the absolute fool, is about 14. Generally bc it explains why he's so cringey and stupid, but I feel like he'd be ashamed of it upon hearing that people younger than him have achieved much greater (ie, Wind, Time, Legend, Hyrule etc). He's prob real self conscious ab it so sometimes exaggerates his behaviour to make the Chain think he's younger than he is. Maybe he's even lied about it.

Koridai I'd put at squarely 16 or 17. He's been on essentially 3 adventures by now, 2 where he's needed rescuing, so there's prob a year at least between them. He's cringey but in the way that nightcore kids used to be seen by people in 2010s iykwim. Basically just a whole lot of self esteem issues and helplessness packed into one bundle and hidden away with a cocky attitude and cringey behaviour.

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Again sorry for the length, I seriously can't do anything else atm so I'm hoping writing this kind of stuff will help me get to sleep.

It's okay babes don't worry about it! Whatever helps!

OKAY BUT NOT THE NIGHT ORE GIVING ME FLASHBACKS BABES.

Also loving this headcanons, love your iterations of them so much! (Especially the nicknames, got me thinking of what I should nickname them for my own stories- oh well, I'll give myself time.)

[soggyjulpod]

— dating ellie williams headcanons

warnings: minimal angst (also au where ellie doesn’t leave the farmhouse bc you are so amazing that she just can’t leave you)

a/n: i wrote this instead of doing my missing assignments, god bless😩✋🏼 also this was not proof-read so feel free to point out any grammatical errors 

word count: 2.3k

- y’all were good friends before y’all started to date.

- you two met shortly after arriving in jackson the second time.

- you sort of were her first friend and she grew close to you.

- you two get into so much trouble when y’all were younger, you would egg each other on to do the dumbest shit.

- even after you introduced her to other kids y’all’s ages, she still felt a pull to you

- at first she didn’t fully realize what she was feeling for you

- her heart would race when seeing you until one day it dawns on her, holy shit i’m in love with my best friend 

- from then on she would get more nervous to hangout with you one-on-one. and don't get me started on sleepovers, homegirl would be in full blown gay panic having her cute best friend sleep next to her. 

- but it sort of scared her, she was scared that if she told you wouldn’t feel the same and would stop being her friend.

- she became much more protective than she already was, you think it's just ellie being a good friend she’s not doing because she likes you, right? wrong

- when you guys were younger and you would mention that you were crushing on someone she would always find something negative to say about them.

- “i think they're cute.”

- “really [y/n], you could do so much better!” 

- when she reflects on moments like these she realizes that she's liked you for so long without noticing it.

- side note: you were there the entire time she got her tattoo done and held her hand when needed 

- there are definitely moments where she finds the courage to tell you but always backs out.

- instead she would try to drop (not very good) hints:

- she would play the guitar for you, something she only does for joel because she's shy

- draw little sketches of you and show them to you (you would then shower her with praise and that would always get her feeling warm on the inside.)

- and cryptic love poems that she would share to you

- when she finally confessed it was after a dance that you convinced her to go to. you two left a little early, a bit drunk and with arms linked back to her room.

- you two decided to watch a movie, one of the ones ellie had told you about. while you were  fully engrossed in the movie, ellie was busy looking at you, all snuggled up on her side. the alcohol must have given her liquid courage,

- “hey” she said as she nudged you. you tear your eyes away from the tv to look at her. “what?”

- “i really like you, like romantically.” she explains bluntly and gives you one of her shy smiles. you stare at her, trying to process the sudden confession in your drunken brain.

- ellie starts to get worried because you’re not saying anything, “shit i’m sorry, i get it if you don't feel-”

- you shut her up by giving her a quick peck on the lips.

- “i like you too” :)

- needless to say you two went to bed cuddled up next to each other after official becoming an item

- her to-go pet name for you is babe, it’s simple and gets the point across. sometimes she’ll playfully call you dork. and in a more intimate situation she’ll call you baby :)

- as we know ellie is a private person and that with all aspects of her life, including romantic relationships. she isn’t a fan of pda but will not hesitate to hold your hand and give you a kiss on cheek.

- in private all that goes out the window and she’s so affectionate and soft, hugs from behind and neck kisses, she wants those moments to only be between the two of you.

- she’s so whipped for you

- ellie never thought she would like cuddling until she started dating you, she would never admit to it but there’s an unspoken need she has for it.

- speaking of cuddling, sleeping together...

- you used to sleepover at her place frequently before y’all got together but now you practically sleep over every night. 

- she likes to hold you close and feel that you’re safe in her arms. 

- ellie is the big spoon most times but when she’s down and she’s the one who wants to be held. 

- ellie definitely gets jealous, it's part of her nature. it stems from the fear of you leaving her

- like when ellie brought back jesse to the theatre and dina hugs him and starts to talk to him, ellie sort of sulked back.

- please don’t leave this poor gal, she loves you

- she definitely is the type to get clingy and sulk and not be confrontational unless someone is being way to forward with you and flirting

- if that happens she will jump in and tell them to back because you’re her girl

- anyways once y’all were at a dance and you were talking to a mutual friend for awhile and she was feeling a bit left out so she goes up to you,

- “hey babe :)” and gives you a quick peck on the cheek and wraps an arm around your waist, trying to get your attention.

- you just smile at her and continue your conversation.

- and she's like, “hello??? i’m right here, pay attention to me.” :(

- ellie doesn’t say anything but she grabs your hand and starts lightly tugging on it, trying to signal you that she wanted your attention. 

- after a few minutes you say goodbye and leave the dance, not saying a word to her until y’all were walking home hand in hand 

- “what was that el?” you ask her although you already know what had happen, you just wanted to fuck with her

- “just wanted to go home.”

- “go home? or did you just want my attention?” 

- she gets flustered and tries to play it off by shrugging and disregarding your question

- “you could have just told me you wanted my attention instead of tugging on my hand like a little kid” you tease her.

- at this point her cheeks are red from embarrassment.

- “let’s go home then you big needy baby,” you tease wrapping your arms around her and playfully pinching her cheek.

- she cuddled the shit out of you when y’all got home

- now let’s talk out her being protective, a huge fear that ellie has is you dying ofc

- she doesn't want to live a life without you :(

- even when y’all were friends, whenever y’all had patrols together she should make sure that always look out for you

- she does not want to risk losing you so she’s always on her toes just in case she needs to jump in

- now let’s get to the sad shit :,(

- finding her unconscious in that basement damn near gave you a heart attack, for a second you thought she was dead too after seeing joel’s mangled body.

- the night you guys got back to jackson, she cried in your arms for hours. through her sobs she expressed her regret that she didn't attempt to mend the relationship sooner. she hoped that joel died knowing that she didn't despise him. 

- “i wish i could back in time and tell him that i forgive him.”

- she was a shell of her former self, she was so quiet and didn’t get out very often. she didn't sleep much either, you tried to coax her once in a while but she would always wake up screaming from a nightmare that you would consol her from. 

- you were practically glued to her side just incase she had a panic attack

- about month later she decides to go to seattle to hunt down joel’s killer.

- and of course you accompany her

- “wherever you go, i go” :,)

- going to seattle was a life changing experience and it bonded you and ellie together so much more.

- this trip made you love and appreciate each other more than ever

- when abby left after knocking you out and nearly slitting your throat, ellie broke down at the sight of your unconscious body, she realized how much her rage and hyperfixation on revenge she nearly got the love of her life killed. and that you were her life and how nearly she fucked it up. 

- on the way back to jackson, she casually drops that she wants to marry you

- you kind of freeze because it came out of nowhere but you agree that its what you want even though y’all are like 20

- once you two heal from seattle you have a simple ceremony, you ended up finding a sundress to try to mimic what weddings were like before everything went to shit

- ellie nearly cried because you looked so beautiful, “you look like an angel baby”

- there were no rings, only the acknowledgement of two young people in love

- after y’all get hitched, y’all immediately start looking for somewhere to live independently.

- finding the farmhouse was a jackpot and it was only about a mile and a half away from jackson. there's still a sense of security because jackson in so close just in case of an emergency

- it was quiet and perfect for you two. y’all get to live a simple life. 

- so much domestic fluff omg

- lazy and slow mornings spent cuddling

- ellie absolutely loves to call you her wife

- “what's my lovely wife up to?” “hello my beautiful wife”

- so much dancing!! y’all record player is being used so often.

- ellie will spend a lot of time in her studio room painting and drawing. sometimes you come in and read a book just to be around her

- ellie ended up finding a pair wedding rings that conveniently fit you two on one of her hunting trips (thank god for rich people having vacation cabins in rural wyoming)

- she's such a dork when she gives you the ring

- it’s y’alls one year anniversary being married

- you're just casually folding some laundry when you hear ellie call your name from the doorway of your shared room. and this girl is knelt down on one knee and has a ring in her hands.

- “i know i didn't get the proper opportunity to propose to you but here it is. [y/n], i’ve loved you from the moment i set eyes on you and sometimes i can't believe that you gave me a chance but i love you. will you marry me?”

- “i already did you dork” :)

- she has the biggest goofiest smile when she slides the ring on you.

- “look what else i got,” she says and pulls out the matching ring from her back pocket, “we match!” 

- you nearly cry from happiness 

- let’s get sad again, ellie is in a much better place but she's still scarred from everything

- she gets panic attacks and horrible nightmares, you’re always there to calm her down and reassure her that everything’s going to ok

- one time she woke from a very vivid nightmare in the middle of the night and you weren’t next to her, you were outside on the porch getting some fresh air

- her panic and hysteria increased tenfold because she started to think the nightmare she had of you dying was true.

- when you heard wailing you sprinted to your shared room, poor ellie was sobbing because she thought you were actually gone.

- you immediately wrapped her in your arms reassuring her that everythings going to be ok

- between her sobs she keeps on repeating that you’re dead

- “ellie look at me, feel me, everything’s ok, i’m here, just breathe.”

- after that you make sure to keep her within arms length at night

- ellie’s really glad that you’re so patient and kind with her when she gets her panic attacks

- that day when tommy came by to inform ellie on abby’s last known location, you nearly socked him in the face. 

- you two had finally found some peace and routine but tommy had to come and fill her head with nonsense

-that night y’all have heart to heart

- you tell her that you’re done with abby, you nearly lost each other because of her and you're not risking anything anymore. getting married to her closed that chapter of your lives.

- “i married you under the impression that that was over ellie. and we’ve moved on, or at least i have. i love you and i don't want you to leave me and i want to believe that you feel the same.” 

- “tommy’s full of shit, ellie. you don't owe him anything.” 

- ellie would definetly be torn on what to do but once you express your feelings and concerns she realizes that it's not worth it

- she knows she’ll forever be scarred from what abby did, but deep down that need for revenge has fizzled away. ellie’s home and happiness is with you and she doesn’t want that to go away. she knows that if she decides to go to santa barbara she’ll leave you behind alone and heartbroken.

- so fuck you tommy, ellie is not leaving her wife

- for a while its just you two and the livestock y’all have but a few years down the line, you decided to adopt a kid, in jackson the parents of a baby girl had passed away so you two were happy to take her in as your own

- y’all are a big happy family together

- ellie loves her girls :,)

- over the years ellie has healed and becomes a lot more like how she was before joel’s death 

- those months after joel died ellie never thought that she would every truly be happy again but when she sees you with y’alls daughter she feels her heart explode

- in conclusion she’s so in love with you and lives happily ever after with her little family because she deserves it. 

a/n: this was originally going to be like 1.5k but i went wayyyy over🧍🏻‍♀️

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idk if you remember but for a cursed sunday a while ago (i think it was your blog, not sure cause tumblr's search function is horrible) i sent an ask about drarry smut with magic acid that they drank and all that, and then today i also i sent one about spencer reid from cm...and-and dogs...

anyways! im here with more horribleness because im bored and the weight of the sins i have witnessed are too great for me to bear on the own (disclaimer: i do not condone any of the stuff ive talked about, and i do not wish to shame any fan writers bc just cause someone writes fucked up shit doesnt mean they personally think its ok and sending hate to someone you dont know is bad.)

teensie weensie 12 year old me was confused about my gender and looking for genderbent!harry potter fanfic to read. i stumble across a fic that says 'harry grows feline parts' in the summary, assuming the author made a typo and it was supposed to say feminine and click on it

NOPE!! he actually just grows cat ears and a cat tail. since i'm incapable of quitting stories, i read on even though i didn't particularly want to and my gut was giving me a bad feeling (i shouldn't listened)

harry is still at the dursleys, and the abuse is even more than in canon but nobody knows. snape is sent to fetch him and grumbles about it for a bit but then gets there and sees harry literally seconds away from death on the floor. he grabs him and goes to the headquarters where everyone is waiting. he gets healed, they give him some water but then tie him down to a chair and start questioning him about what happened at his house. he refuses, but then feels himself telling them anyway against his will, bc, plot twist, they fucking spiked his drink with truth serum without telling him.

so after they're done doing what is basically the magical equivalent of roofying and forcing him to give details about his bad home life he was not at all okay with talking about yet, he grows /another/ cat tail right next to the first. this is not explained outside of a couple lines about how its a genetic thing on his mom's side (btw, i dont remember it all perfectly, so plz cut my some slack)

insert 12 yo me's eyes bulging out of their head and quickly scrolling up to re-check the tags and being horrified that i somehow missed the snape/harry tag on it. what prompted this? oh, just a small little scene (/s) where snape basically jacks harry (who is still a minor /and/ one of his students) off but with one of the cat tails instead of his penis because?? because??

anyways, harry is (understandably) upset at everyone for the whole tying-him-down-drugging-him-and-forcing-him-to-reveal-information-he-was-not-ready-to-reveal situation so he decides to dip, change his appearance, and go into hiding under a different identity while staying at some hotel or smth.

there's a random subplot where he gets with draco, but as his secret identity whos is like,,,scottish i think and red head instead of himself and draco doesn't know?? however, when they're in bed right after finishing, the order (who have been trying for months to find him) burst through the door and catch him, then reveal his true identity. draco kinda just shrugs and says he would still be up for a second time because, rivals or not, harry was good in bed. harry has the exact same though process about draco and agrees, before draco leaves and doesn't come back into the plot ever again. (this is all happening in front of all of the other characters, who are pissed at harry for?? idek?? running away from them???)

so, they get mad at harry for a bit, there's some arguing, and then snape tells everyone to leave the room. he then proceeds to spank harry, bare skin on skin, as punishment and to get him to come back and join the order. i think someone cums, but i don't know for sure and idk who it was.

they finish up, exit the room, tell everyone harry isn't going to act out anymore, and thats the end. thats it. no explanation of the cat features, no reprimanding of /any/ of the characters' actions, no follow up on harry's emotions and thoughts on this, nope. nothing. the saddest part was prob that he was geniunely just,,,happier as his secret identity and doing nothing and enjoying the small things for months before the order made him come back.

btw, this was a oneshot and like 8k words i think??? i remember finishing and feeling unsatisfied cause i had to read all that and not even get a proper resolution. anyways, hope this was cursed enough for you. (sorry that its super long, i just didn't know how to condense all of this into something shorter)

What the fuck. 5.5/10