#plus 3 miscellaneous

[1pcii]

ALMOST DONE THIS STUPID ANIMATIC AUGHHHHHH

[todayisafridaynight]

i think itd be so funny silly if aoki bailed daigo out of jail one (1) time just to flex the fact he could yk

[king-of-havoc]

Love having mutuals who are obsessed with things that I will never even touch

[missmako-chan]

Hhhhhhh couldn't finish the full set in time cause executive dysfunction is a bitch but whatever! Here's all the drabbles I finished, starting with Day 5! Merry Halloween gamers!

[hometoursandotherstuff]

It's been a long time since I found a home made of recycled material and this one is exceptional. You gotta see this ecologically friendly, unique home, known as The Treehouse. Built in 1943 in Oak Ridge, Tennessee, it has 3bds, 2ba, and is only $299,900.

If you've never seen one before, an upcycled home made of architectural salvage and recycled material is an interesting mix of various unique salvaged elements.

What an appropriate sign- "Humble." It's just a house made of humble inexpensive or free discarded and reused material. Note the 3 different colored glass windows. I bet they have some interesting stories.

The fireplace could be made from leftover bricks.

On the other side is the kitchen with an island made of window panes, and miscellaneous wood, plus a counter. You have to be creative to put all the pieces together to make a home like this.

Oh, I like the red cabinets on the right.

The cooktop is in the island and it looks like pieces of quartz or marble. Note the interesting cabinets and shelves. The ceiling has a delightful configuration.

They've got a water dispenser next to the fridge. I love houses like this.

Looking from the kitchen to the dining area. Wow, they even scored a double red sink. Note the cabinet that the cook top is in- things don't have to match.

The kitchen is large and has a nice leaded glass window and tile on the floor. Closeup of the counter shows how it's pieced together.

I love the pitched ceiling and windows.

This room appears to be a home office with a built-in counter.

One of the bedrooms has some mirrored doors on the closet.

Bath #1 has some lovely tile and a bowl sink.

Even the recycled cabinets match the color scheme.

This looks like a large primary bedroom.

It has a matching en-suite.

2nd story roof top deck that makes this home really look like a treehouse.

Even the exterior of these homes are made of salvaged material.

On the lower level there's a covered deck.

A cute wood burning heat stove in the corner.

Love the windows- one looks like a mushroom.

The house is on a 9,147 sq.ft. lot.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/94-Outer-Dr-Oak-Ridge-TN-37830/66905561_zpid/?

[rnbwtrout]

I briefly made another Tumblr for ship art because I was feeling shy, but I'm normal about it now 🫡 please enjoy the repost of my Farcille drawings haha

Plus a Falin body fat study. Miscellaneous poses for the first 3 taken from Pinterest

[sociopathicartist]

Valentine’s day Headcanons. ♥︎♡︎

Classic sans, Fell, and Swap sans. ♡︎

Happy Valentine’s Day darlings !

A short Valentine's special HC list I’m doing during school, hope the day for you all goes well! <3

Classic Sans valentine Headcanons ! ♡︎♥︎♡︎

He’d do something sweet, of course.

If you started dating earlier that year, it wouldn't be too much. A safe play of flowers and chocolates, and maybe a cute date night. Something he’s seen in movies and knows usually doesn’t fail. (he may have also got help from his brother.)

If you’ve already been dating for a while, almost a year or longer, he’d do something more personal. He would get you the flowers he knows you like, if possible all in your favorite color. You don’t like flowers? Cool. He’ll make sure to get you something else you like.

I feel like he’s a gift basket typa guy. He’s been collecting little stuff here and there for you quite a bit before Valentine’s Day, and some other stuff he knows you need but haven’t taken the time to buy. Miscellaneous items like snacks you like, one or two of your favorite drinks, stuff he knows you’ll enjoy and use. Plus flowers or a stuffed animal of some kind.

He’s not too over the top, but would still show affection (obviously?) as he feels for you, so date night would be something personal instead. It could be a night stargazing with a picnic set up, (cliche, ik, but idc), and he’ll keep hitting you with the,

“oh, babe, you see that shooting star?”

“Sans… This is the 7th time this night.”

“whoops, it was your eyes.” Followed up with a cute, quick kiss.

He could also do something a bit more lazy, something more his speed. With the help of Papyrus’ search for good recipes, he’d make you both dinner. A cute rom-com movie while you both ate the dinner he made, cuddled up under blankets, and wrapped in each other’s embrace for the rest of the night. That would be perfect for him.

He’d also love to take you out to Grillby’s as a date choice. It’s a classic, something familiar that he loves and would take you to often without any rhyme or reason. He’d take you out, order some nice drinks unlike the ketchup he usually orders, and spend the time with you like all the other times he’s loved and enjoyed, but this time it’s just a bit more special.

The holiday overall wouldn’t be too over the top, just as he is, but he would still make it special. He doesn’t see too much point in the holiday since he does like to surprise you now and then with a relaxing night, but knows this holiday is special for humans so he tries for you.

Fell Sans ♡︎♥︎♡︎

(first HC round with this man…)

Dates all around would be romantic, doesn’t matter if you’ve dated for 2 weeks or 2 years. He’ll take you out to your favorite place (even if it’s really hard to get into) with a big bouquet and a teddy bear of some kind. what can he say? he likes the classic flowers and teddy bear combo, it’s an odd way of showing affection that he favors, he never got to experience that type of basic affection when he was underground in his rough environment.

I don’t feel like he’s a gift basket type of guy, more so just gifts here and there and the classic combo on Valentine’s Day. He just likes buying you stuff anytime he goes out and sees something that reminds him of you, you’re spoiled with enough gifts to not need an entire basket.

Red roses would probably be his first choice of flower. Unless you specifically request a different type of flower, he likes the basic things that he sees in movies that show the standard type of affection in gifts. Perfumes, jewelry, etc. He’s less like Classic Sans in the way that he prefers typical gifts rather than sentimental and personal ones. (not to say that he won't give sentimental gifts, cuz he will).

He’d probably like to end the night in a similar way to Classic, wrapped up with you on the couch and watching cute, ditzy movies that you oogled over until you both fell asleep.

“Sans.. You didn’t have to get me more roses.”

“what? i figured the first 2 bouquets i sent to yer house weren’t enough.”

Underswap Sans ♡︎♥︎♡︎

(i don’t like the fanon version of him, so I will stick to the canon version of him as much as i possibly can.)

This MAN.

Anything you’ve ever wanted on Valentine’s Day will be overtaken by the amount of stuff he does for you. You wake up and this man is already in your house somehow (he made a spare key with your house key a while back LMAO) just making breakfast for you.

“Dude… How did you get in here?”

“HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY. YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS OVER-EASY, RIGHT?”

Yeah. He’d be all over you. There are somehow flowers in every room of your house, neatly trimmed and already in vases full of water. Rose petals are leading down every hallway, which when you tried to explain that they were supposed to lead somewhere special, Usually the bedroom for freaky stuff, He frowned and stated that he didn’t plan on staying in one place the whole day. Shouldn’t everywhere you walk feel special?

Honestly, despite putting flowers everywhere in your house I feel like he’s not a flower guy. He’d probably focus on just spending the WHOLE day together. Going out for a walk, getting coffee somewhere, him making dinner for you later that night. He’s all about that quality time rather than a handful of gifts being shoved at you. He’d rather take you out and buy stuff during the day with you.

[thedevilrisen]

Prompt Celly - Day Two

Luke Hughes x Y/N

Description: I will be here, by your side, plus you can't hide that fever from me.

A/N: I hope you enjoy! Would be greatly appreciated if you could reblog. I love talking to people so say 'Hi' if you want to. Feel Free to send in requests as well. I'm happy to write for most hockey players.

Warnings: None, I don't think! It should be all fluff and a bit of friendly banter.

-Sincerely thedevilrisen.

My sniffles filled the desolate room, desolate minus the tissues, empty soup bowls and discarded clothes I had haphazardly changed out of this morning after a searing hot shower I had in a desperate attempt to clear my blocked sinuses.

It was safe to say being sick sucked, I believe everyone universally would agree. My phone had been buzzing consistently against the hard wood of my side table for twenty odd minutes and the grinding noise it was making made my headache worse than it already was. To stop the buzzing I had no choice but to pick it up, squinting against the harsh light of the screen looking at the name Lukey <3, 3 missed calls and 37 unread messages.

Shit.

Lukey <3

I swear if you don't answer me I'm coming over Y/N.

Please baby, I'm scared, what's wrong? What did I do?

Y/N, its been two hours, and I didn't get a good morning text.

Fuck this, I'm coming over.

DELIVERED 12:56

the clock on my bedside table read 1:13. It takes about 20 minutes to get here.

Double shit.

Shooting out of bed quickly, too quickly evidenced by the black dots and spinning room, I stumbled around, I picked up my tissues and put them into the trash can in my bathroom, I swept the used soup bowls under my bed and threw the miscellaneous clothes into the hamper.

"Y/N" Luke called thought the apartment.

Scrambling to open my bedside draw, shove my phone in and shut it, I leant over the bed like I was making it as the light from the hallway came flooding in.

"Luke? What are you doing here?" I feigned confusion, finishing pulling up the bed spread.

"I came to check on you, you weren't answering me and didn't send me a good morning text. I got worried." He spoke walking closer.

"I'm alright babe, was just having a cleaning morning, you know I put my phone away when I do that." I sat bad on the bed, he followed and pulled my hand out of its crumpled ball, leaning into me and enveloping me into a hug. He laid a gentle, lingering kiss on my forehead.

"I'm just going to get some water, want to watch a movie?" he asked.

"Sure, I'd love too!" I responded.

"Alright, get settled and pick a movie f'us yeah?" he mumbled into my hair.

"I will. Go get your water, then we'll start." I returned.

Luke's POV:

She's sick. I fucking new it. Not only did her behaviour give it away but her temperature is far too high to healthy. Wandering into the kitchen I opened the top cupboard, snagged a tin of chunky beef soup, leaned down to the draw filled with plates and bowls, pulling one out I opened the tin and watched as the brown viscous liquid sloshed into the bowl. Releasing the latch on the microwave I place the bowl in and let it heat up.

I sent Jack a text, saying I won't be back tonight. Pocketing my phone, I opened the fridge and got out two bottles of water, walked back to the microwave, opened it and pulled out the hot bowl, grabbing a spoon I walked back down the hallway and pushed open the door with my foot.

"Before you say shit," I announced, seemingly startling her. "I will be here, by your side. Because your sick."

"I-but" she rebutted.

"No buts, you were an idiot if you didn't think I would pick up on that fever. Now, I have soup, enjoy." I smiled as I handed her the bowl.

She slumped down on the pillows, mumbled a thanks and pulled the soup and spoon from my hand.

Walking around the other side of the bed, I settled in next to her and picked up the discarded remote to pick a show I know she couldn't resist watching.

Gilmore Girls.

[alanna-goth]

hiiiii everyone, i defaulted @h0nkytonkangels's recolors of @whysim's miscellaneous #45 skins and also i recolored plus defaulted their 4t2 conversion of dangerouslyfreejellyfish‘s whisper eyes.

Download: here & here

credits: @h0nkytonkangels, @whysim, @dangerouslyfreejellyfish and @fwaldorf for his amazing makeovers of premade sims that i used for this showcase! ^^ <3

[gigi-loveless]

cute miscellaneous hazel headcanons 𝜗𝜚

listen to hazels spotify here ✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧

reqs are open!!

❀ would peel an orange for you (iykyk)

❀ went out and bought lego flowers, carefully crafting them and wrapping them in brown paper so that you would have a bouquet that would never die

❀ journaling constantly

❀ like, ALWAYS has a pen and her notebook nearby

❀ plus those cute little stickers to bullet journal

❀ and the poor pages are beaten to death

❀ so every holiday you get her a new notebook

❀ and she loves that one to death too, and the cycle continues

❀ influenced easily so is always asking to order some random gadget off amazon

❀ becomes a barista at your local coffee shop and works her way up to manager

❀ mouths the words to her favorite movies, thinking you won’t notice (you definitely do and find it precious)

❀ OBSESSED with studio ghibli

❀ if y’all got a pet she would name it the most ridiculous thing ever

❀ like fucking turkey sandwich

❀ spends all her money on jellycats, congrats you have an army on the tv stand now

❀ her favorite taylor swift song is slut! (taylor’s version)(from the vault)

❀ cries during every damn movie that she sees for the first time

❀ is a cute lil gamer girl and teaches you how to play, sitting in her lap

❀ asks if she can pick your next hair color and applies it for you <3

[murmuringbug]

miscellaneous badboy doodles :3

(Plus his beloved children and richas.)

[gauloiseblue]

Gauloiseblue's Bookmarks

A/N: Since there's no bookmark system like they had in AO3, I decide to make one on this site. Will update the list from time to time.

COD

Price

[The True Me] by @i-am-hungry-24-7 Useless by @syoddeye Lazy Saturday Mornings by @clementine-thedestroyer Price and Beauty Mark by @ohmygraves Growing older with john price. by @obsessivelullabies Growing older with john price; smut. by @obsessivelullabies Ex-husband price, but the “ex” lays on significantly blurred lines now. by @captainfern Ex Husband!Price by @moongreenlight (A/N: you have NO idea what this fic had done to me) The boys all collectively realize that you are the captain’s favourite by @dante-mightdie weird HC by @theycalledhimastar

Gaz

lavender skies by @yeyinde (A/N: Gaz girlie, please read this I'm begging-) I may love Kyle, but I can totally admit when he acts like a total weirdo (he doesn’t, he’s perfect). by @theycalledhimastar

König

Ex-Lover Konig with runaway reader by @diejager Dog Hybrid König by @comfortless Hades!Konig and Persephone!reader by @comfortless Aroura Borealis by @clementine-thedestroyer Underground Fighter!König X Rich!Reader by @melancholic-thing

Soap

Rugby player soap fucks you after a win by @vanderilnde Pushy ass cbf!johnny and benefit pay by @shotmrmiller Valentine Days with Soap by @killerpancakeburger cbf!johnny as the dog he is by @ghouljams

Ghost

soulmate au with ghost but it's the fucking opposite of rainbows and sunshine by @bi-writes

Poly/HC

Fancy (Vampire! Poly! 141 x Plus size! Fem! Reader) by @swordsandholly 141 80’s Arcade AU by @clementine-thedestroyer TF141 and "can I try your drink?" By @syoddeye (A/N: don't @ me) 141 when they need attention by @void-my-warranty TF141 when you gave him hickey when you're drunk by @gloomwitchwrites

The Arcana

Asra's Love by @bahrtofane Teen Asra and puppy love headcanons by @smoke-and-silver Trip adventures with Asra by @smoke-and-silver Arcana and Weddings (fanarts) by @bastart13

Random/Miscellaneous

A/N: I put all of the Ghost Band stuff here bc I'm not officially into the fandom, but they're so irresistible to read hnggg

THEN // if (then) FINAL PART (Ghoap Comic) Roach's puppy eyes Korangi pt. 1 Korangi pt .2 Korangi (sus) pt. 3 Korangi (even more sus) pt. 4 Ghoap food pt. 1 👍👍 Self-care (Ghoap short comic) Capt Price having a cheeky wank (audio) Barry Sloane thirst trap (maybe) Bare chested Barry- Barry ugly ass poems (i'm horny) Barry Sloane seducing clip ASMR Barry talking ASMR Barry (Price) pt. 2 The band Ghost wildin' Ghost band shenanigan: part 1 The Ghouls + Rut Season (HC) Swiss meets red velvet ‘you’ve got to press it on you.’ (Ghost Band HC) Nameless Ghoul NSFW headcanons Swiss relationship and NSFW headcanons .... yeah I'm normal I swear St. Vincent *heart eyes* Miyazaki's Retirement Declarations (chronologically) Hayao Miyazaki's "Inspirational" Quotes The Hand

Web Weave | Poetry

not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe] - Lyudmilla Ignatenko, the wife of deceased firefighter Vasily Ignatenko, Voices from Chernobyl, by Svetlana Alexeivich (transl. Keith Gessen) Robin Wood, “Psychoanalysis of Psycho” | Stoker (2013) dir. Park Chan-wook Stoker (2013) dir. Park Chan-wook and "The Lady of the House of Love" by Angela Carter This Is Me (Stoker 2013) Rice Paddies Home (What Is Home?) Whenever I see you, I remember AM I MAKING YOU FEEL SICK? // DEVOTION THAT EATS YOU ALIVE

[gayraltofrivia]

everyone else has posted their own takes, so why not mine! without further ado, i give you:

RESIDENT EVIL TRANS HEADCANONS (that are not wildly ooc)

enjoy! feel free to use in any portrayals.

~

JACK KRAUSER (trans man)

his hypermasculinity and borderline, if not outright, misogyny and homophobia (calling leon "pretty boy," etc.) stems from his own dysphoria and feelings of inadequacy. from a young age, he presented and acted as masculine as he possibly could, in order to prove to everyone that he could be a "real" man. by re4, he's probably gotten the government to edit his paperwork so that in all but the most classified files, he's a cis man. i like to think he might not have even had to get top surgery, as he had naturally small breasts, and then worked out to the point where they look like natural pectorals. he wears a packer religiously, at basically all hours of the day--he knows the military would never allow him to take time off for bottom surgery.

ALBERT WESKER (trans man)

from a young age, albert was encouraged to be something more, be something better than regular humans. therefore, it was an easy step for him to begin transitioning. he was intelligent enough to source what he needed himself, dose himself with testosterone and hormone blockers properly, and eventually get himself top surgery. he views his transition, and transitioning in general, as another, smaller way to improve yourself past what the majority of humans can be.

ALEX WESKER (trans woman)

capcom all but wrote themselves into a corner with this one, canonically. i'll link to the actual post if i can find it again, but basically, the virus alex was injected with seems not to work on afabs. but, it works on her. need i say more? as for the finer details of her transition, see above. i'm sure alex and albert helped each other with their respective transitions.

ADA WONG (trans woman)

ada is a proud and confident trans woman. she revels in her sexuality and (obviously, canonically) she uses her looks and her body as a weapon. especially if wesker is trans, i could see him wanting to seek out other trans people to work with, as he trusts them marginally more than he would cis people.

ETHAN WINTERS (trans man)

i've thought about this one so much. he met mia in texas, so it seems likely he grew up in or around that area. as such, it makes sense for a trans man to want to leave the southern united states as soon as possible. plus, california is one of the first states to adopt transgender protection laws! not to mention, careers in i.t., computer sciences, and similar professions have statistically higher percentages of trans people in them, due to the career path being somewhat less gender-stereotyped. rose has blonde hair and blue eyes, and imo looks super similar to ethan and nothing like mia, so i like to think mia used one of ethan's eggs to become pregnant with rose. this would line up perfectly with the idea that she basically wanted to experiment with ethan's mold dna.

~

other, miscellaneous ideas: unfortunately, as much as i fucking love trans leon, due to the time period of resident evil 2 it would be pretty implausible for him to be an out trans man and work in law enforcement or any other government agency. however, that's not to say that he doesn't occasionally like more cutesy or traditionally feminine things, like the color pink, or cute stuffed animals, or hair clips, etc. i needed to mention him because it seems wrong to not mention my boy leon in a resident evil post.

hope you enjoyed these takes of mine! <3

[honey-crypt]

KEEPER OF THE GLISTENING SEA — a merman!elliott x plus-sized!reader story

03. MAYBE WE'LL MEET AGAIN

word count: 2k

warnings: nightmares, mentions of injury

summary: you wake up in the pelican town clinic after the storm and try to piece together what happened yesterday, as you're confronted with memories of your past as a swimmer.

author's note: very happy i was able to write this out haha! i hope everyone enjoys, trying to get more chapters out before i start grad school <3

You stood upon the diving board and stretched out your limbs, ringing out your hands and taking a few deep breaths. In front of you, the water of the swimming pool glistened under the stadium’s lights. You adjusted your swim cap and pulled your swim goggles over your eyes before positioning yourself on the diving board. Your heart pounded with excitement, as you awaited for the judge to whistle for the race to commence. 

The tweet! of the whistle signaled the swimmers to dive. You dove into the water with an elegant splash and swam as fast as you could, utilizing the front crawl for maximum speed. It was the final race of the year, you had one last chance to snag yourself a medal. You gave it your all, swimming to and from each end of the pool. I got this! I got this! you cheered yourself on, almost to the finish line.

One more lap remained, you pulled your body beyond its limits to grab first place. You were a few seconds ahead of the person in second place, you were almost there. Almost, almost, almost– BANG!

You mistakenly slammed your shoulder at the end of the pool, a sickly pop emitting from the area. The buzzer went off and notified the stadium of the end of the race. You heard people cheering your name, you must’ve placed in the top three at least. Yet, the pain in your shoulder was unbearable. 

You tried to push yourself out of the pool, but slipped and fell back in the water. Panicked, you tried to breathe, only to inhale chlorine water. You began to sink to the bottom of the pool, as you reached out for help. Slowly but surely, you were consumed by the water. 

“(Y/N)? (Y/N)?”

Your eyes fluttered open, no longer in that swimming pool but in a room with blinding fluorescent lights. You glanced around your surroundings, a miscellaneous assortment of medical supplies and equipment scattered about the room. The voice called out to you again, “(Y/N), are you awake?”

“Huh?” you groaned, somewhat disoriented. Your eyes attempted to readjust to the light, the figure of a man standing near you. You rubbed your eyes and blinked a few times, the man finally coming into focus. He sported a curled mustache and a pair of rectangular glasses, a white lab coat over his sweater vest, “(Y/N), hello,” he greeted you, “Take a moment to adjust, you’ve been through the ringer.”

“Who are you?” you questioned the man in the lab coat. He chuckled softly and answered, “I’m Harvey, Dr. Harvey. I’m the doctor for the residents of Pelican Town. You’re in my clinic,” his lips formed a frown, “Do you remember what happened?”

“What happened?” you seemed puzzled by his line of questioning. Dr. Harvey let out a sigh, “Well, that answers that,” he grabbed a swivel chair and plopped down, arms resting on the backend of the chair, “Willy found you unconscious on the shore. We were worried that you sustained an injury because of last night’s storm.”

“The storm,” your head throbbed, as you tried to piece together last night’s events. Yet, all you could remember was diving into the ocean and red hair. You attempted to sit up, but Dr. Harvey shook his head at you and gently pushed you back down, “I’m sorry, but you need to be resting for a few more hours, okay? I want to keep you under observation to assess for dry drowning and any other injuries.”

You pouted at the doctor, “But…” he offered you a sympathetic smile, “I can have someone grab your belongings from your home if you want and you’re more than welcome to have visitors.”

“Okay,” you sighed. Dr. Harvey got up and pushed the swivel chair aside, exiting the observation room. You turned on your side and grasped at the pillows, frustrated. Flashes of an old, painful memory poked at your mind, but you quickly dismissed them with a wave of your hand. Tired, you closed your eyes, hoping to fall back to sleep. 

You must've gotten at least a few minutes of sleep when you heard a bang. Your eyes shot open to the sight of Sam standing over a broken test tube, Abigail and Sebastian off to the side and visibly disappointed. You called out to your friends, “Sam? Abby? Seb?”

“(Y/N)!” exclaimed Sam, rushing to your side. Abigail and Sebastian followed in suit, your three friends circling the bed. You smiled at the three of them and stated, “I’m happy to see you all.”

“We were really worried about you, (Y/N),” your purple-haired friend confessed. Sebastian nodded in agreement and Sam explained to you how they sent Willy to check on you when you didn’t show up for pool night. They didn’t realize how bad the storm was until Mayor Lewis issued a shelter in place order and they were stuck in the saloon for Yoba knows how many hours.

“We’re glad you’re okay,” your raven-haired friend spoke up, “You…” he averted his gaze from you, “You gave us a real scare.”

“I’m sorry,” you apologized sheepishly, “I don’t know what happened. All I can remember, clearly at least, is manning the lighthouse during the storm.”

“Try not to get caught up in such a crazy storm again, okay?” laughed Sam. You let out a laugh in return, “Duly noted. I’ll try not to,” you sunk back into the bed, “Did either of you happen to bring my phone?”

Abigail pulled your phone out of her pocket and handed it off to you, “Here you go.”

“Thanks,” you set the phone down on the nightstand by your temporary bed, “I think I need some more sleep, but I really appreciate you all for stopping by.”

“Of course!” shouted Sam with a grin, “You’re our friend, dude.”

“Yeah, you are. You’re part of our little gang,” Abigail added on.

“Get some rest,” Sebastian informed you. 

“I’ll see you guys around,” you waved your friends off, watching them leave the clinic. You let out a deep sigh and closed your eyes once more, only to hear the rustling of the curtains that shielded your room from the rest of the clinic. Confused, you called out, “Guys? Did you forget something?”

“Uh,” the voice didn’t belong to any of your friends, “No, it’s me, Alex.”

“Alex?” you looked at the curtains, a silhouette of a well-sculpted man illuminated behind it, “You can come in,” the curtains were pulled aside and Alex entered the room, closing the curtains behind him. In his hand, he held a bouquet of tulips, “Hey.”

“Hey,” you offered him a small smile, “What’s with the flowers?”

“Oh, uh–” his face reddened at your question, “My grandma wanted me to bring you some flowers from her garden as a ‘get well soon’ gift.”

“Oh!” you grinned at his explanation, “That’s so kind of her. Tell her I say thanks.”

“Of course,” the gridball player set the bouquet by your phone on the nightstand. Alex then stood by your bed, frozen. You curled up an eyebrow at him, “Do you… Do you wanna sit down for a bit?”

“Sure,” he grabbed the swivel chair and sat down, legs crossed and twiddling his thumbs. An awkward silence fell upon the room, as neither you or Alex couldn’t find the words or means to start a conversation. Finally, after what felt like eons, Alex spoke up, “I wanted to say sorry.”

“For what?” you asked.

“For calling you Apple.”

You frowned, thinking about yesterday's interaction with your childhood friend and Haley, “Thank you,” you answered, “It did hurt, but I know that you had good intentions. I’m more so upset with Haley and her… passive aggressiveness and undercutting comments.”

“I can talk to her about it,” the jock grasped your hand and gave it a squeeze, “I didn’t realize that she was being mean to you. Usually, she’s off putting when it comes to new people, but when you get to know her, she’s a real sweetheart.”

Your face heated up at the sight of Alex holding your hand, “Thanks for the offer, but it’s fine. I rather not stir the pot more so,” you pulled your hand away from Alex, “Thanks again for the flowers.”

“No problem,” he rubbed the back of his neck with a nervous smile, “I, uh… I should get going. I’ll see you around?” you nodded in response, “Yeah, you will. Have a good day, Alex.”

“You too, (Y/N),” he waved goodbye and left the clinic. You looked back at the bouquet and sighed, tulips were your favorite springtime flower. I’m surprised Granny Evelyn knew that, given that it’s been years since I last saw her. 

A few more hours went by until Dr. Harvey gave you the all clear to be discharged, giving you an envelope of papers before you left, “These are your discharge instructions. Please don’t be afraid to come back to the clinic if you’re experiencing any symptoms.”

You lazily saluted the doctor, “Understood. Thanks,” and left the clinic without another word. Before you, a few town residents were hard at work with cleaning up the debris from last night’s storm. Among the crowd, Benny was hauling a few broken branches off the ground. You approached your cousin and gave him a pat on the back, “Hey, Benny.”

“(Y/N)!” your cousin yelped, “You’re alright!” he pulled you into a tight embrace, causing you to wince and let out a moan of pain. Hearing your pained moan, Benny immediately released you from their hold, “Oh Yoba! I’m sorry!”

You rubbed your shoulder, trying your best to ignore the bubbling feeling of anxiety in your stomach, “It’s okay,” you reassured Benny. The farmer exhaled with relief, “Okay, good, good. I didn’t want to make your shoulder–”

You covered his mouth with your hand, much to Benny’s bewilderment, as you whispered lowly, “Please don’t talk about my shoulder,” your cousin nodded in agreement and you removed your hand from their mouth, “My bad, didn’t know it was still a sensitive topic,” muttered Benny. Your heart skipped a bit, your palms clammy, at Benny’s statement. You knew he didn’t mean it in a negative way, but it felt like a punch to the gut. 

“You should head back to your cabin,” your cousin suggested, “And Willy wants you to know that he’s giving you a few days off to recover, with pay, of course!”

“Okay,” you ran your hands through your hair and sighed once more, “Thanks for the update… Good luck with the cleanup,” you walked off and towards the beach, passing more and more of the aftermath from the storm. Leaves and twigs floated about the river, as you crossed over the bridge to the beach, and when you arrived at the beach, seaweed and seashells covered the shore. You approached a particularly pretty shell and examined it up closer, watching it shimmered under the sun. The tides ebbed and flowed, more seaweed washing ashore. 

Suddenly, a rock collided with your thigh, catching you off guard and making you fall in your ass from the surprise, “Oye, what the hell?!” you yelled at the ocean, who- of course- gave you no response in return. You picked up the rock, ready to toss it back into the sea, when you noticed some strange markings on it, “What the…” you held the rock closer to your eyes and read the markings.

Thank you.

Memories of last night flashed across your vision, as you finally connected the dots. You did dive into the water, you did so because you saw someone drowning. You pulled them out onto shore. Long red hair, freckled skin, and emerald eyes.

You peered out towards the water, it was a long shot but you hoped to see the redheaded stranger you saved last night swimming. Of course, you saw no one in the water, only some seagulls. You turned on your heel and walked back to your cabin for rest. Maybe one day, you would meet them again.

In the distance, Elliott perched himself upon a large rock, watching you enter your cabin, and he promptly swam off. Maybe one day, he would meet you again.

[persephoneggsy]

went down a deep rabbithole of thinking about blorbos, and my SWTOR blorbo is Quinn, so... I made him a little family :3 I like to think about them interacting with my Sith Warrior, Nes'ria, who also has a decently-sized family, so when she and Quinn get married it's just a huge clan now lmao

All of them except for Rymar are OCs; Rymar we know the name + rank + death of from the SWTOR Encyclopedia under Quinn's entry. I did make up what I think he looks like, though.

miscellaneous facts about the Quinn clan that I couldn't fit in the headshots:

Solesta has a dislike of droids, finding them creepy. She also dislikes cybernetics and cyborgs. Ironically, and unbeknownst to her, her grandson Malavai will eventually end up with a woman whose family owns a large cybernetics company.

Solesta disappeared during a top secret mission when Malavai was around 15 years old. She and her crew were declared officially dead a year after her ship disappeared.

Solesta's husband passed when their kids were young. I imagine he was on track to being a rising star in the Imperial military, but he was cut down by a Jedi or something.

Rymar and Ridal are twins (Rymar is the older one).

Ridal disapproved of Rymar’s marriage to Mianna, believing she was too fragile for him. Despite this, she helps her son care for Mianna.

Ridal is lowkey disappointed that neither her son nor her nephew followed her footsteps into Imperial Intelligence. She doesn't know Halic refused to, given what happened to his father (murdered by a petulant Sith Lord). At least in the medical corps, any Sith he deals with are unconscious or too weak to threaten him.

Halic calls Malavai his baby cousin, despite only being a few months older than him. It annoys Malavai, who nonetheless reciprocates Halic's familial affection.

Halic jokingly complains that Malavai slept with a Sith before he could. He privately thinks Malavai is insane for falling for a Sith in the first place, and worries about his cousin (he later learns he doesn't have to, given Nes'ria's equal devotion to Malavai).

Halic has flirted with every member of Nes'ria's crew. Vette thinks he's a riot, Jaesa was flattered but embarrassed, and Pierce is debating sleeping with him to piss off Malavai.

Mianna witnessed her husband's death at the hands of the Republic force, and the trauma of that, plus her subsequent injury, rendered her largely nonverbal. She has only spoken Rymar or Malavai's name since being admitted to the hospital. The rest of the time, she communicates via either writing or signing.

Many Imperials view Mianna's situation with disdain, describing her as weak-willed and a drain on resources. It's only the lingering prestige of the Quinn family name, combined with threats from her sister-in-law Ridal, that keep such whispers behind closed doors.

There was a brief period after the Battle of Druckenwell that the family feared Malavai had been killed in action. It wasn't until a few weeks after the battle that he contacted them from Balmorra, informing them that he'd been court-martialed and demoted by Moff Broysc.

Ridal assists Malavai in bringing down Moff Broysc, using her old Inteligence contacts to help him abduct the Moff.

My personal headcanon is that Malavai knew Baras would go after his family if he didn't follow his orders, hence the betrayal. After Nes'ria spared him, he reached out to Halic and Ridal, warning them to watch out for any signs of retaliation from Baras. Nes'ria used her family's connections to have Malavai's family taken to a safe place until Baras was defeated.

[wolfepirat3]

Okay i like... just realized that ive literally never expanded on my love for westerns besides the copious amounts of references in my fic and the one picture of all my westerns...

So heres a list of all the westerns in my collection (plus my favorites, ill mark them with a *)

Shows

Gunsmoke (seasons 1-5)

Laramie (seasons 1-4)*

Wanted: Dead or Alive

Lonesome Dove The Series

Magnificent Seven 1998 (season 1-2)*

Rawhide (season 1)

Shane 1966*

Lonesome Dove (miniseries)

Return to Lonesome Dove (miniseries)

Sugarfoot (season 1-4)

Alias: Smith and Jones (season 1-3)

Movies

Streets of Laredo

Dead Man's Walk

The Magnificent Seven 1960*

The Magnificent Seven 2015

Tombstone*

Young Guns*

Young Guns II*

A Fistful of Dollars

For A Few Dollars More

The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

Pale Rider

Hang 'Em High

High Plains Drifter

The Outlaw Josey Wales

3:10 to Yuma 2007*

Shane 1952*

Once Upon A Time in The West*

Books

Evil Roy Slade

Dead Man*

Appaloosa

Brimstone

Shane*

Blood, Guts, and Glory

Saddle by Starlight

The Gunslinger

Lonesome Dove*

Comanche Moon

Dead Man's Walk

Streets of Laredo

The Big Sky*

The Way West

Seven Ox Seven Part One, Escondido Bound

The Tall Stranger

Kilkenny

Hondo

Showdown at Yellow Butte

The Virginian*

Miscellaneous

Adventures of the Old West (docuseries)

Outlaws & Gunslingers (docuseries)

Legends of The Old West (docuseries)

The Classic TV Western Collection (40 misc. episodes)

TV Western Collection (27 misc. episodes)

Western Collection (8 misc. movies)

The Wild Wild West the Series (book)

The Hollywood Western (book)

A Pictorial History of Westerns (book)*

Please please please ask me about any of them if you like any please!!

Those are all of the physical westerns i have, but there are plenty more i love but havent gotten my hands on yet!