#so idk how many cousins I have on dad's side

[fatkish]

Hi!! 🐶 anon here. Was wondering if I could request a sort-of sequel to the last fic I requested? Like the reader after being rescued by him has separation anxiety from him and their therapist recommended for now reader stays close by him, so he’s taking a break from hero work, but for teaching he just brings reader along? So basically 1-a seeing reader being clingy and stuff with Aizawa. Maybe they experience a PTSD episode, idk. Just something like that! Take ur time with this request ^^;;

Aizawa x SA Victim Reader Part 2

After going to a therapist for a few months, the therapist decided that it would probably be best to slowly reintroduce you to social situations

Since Aizawa was the only person who you seemed to trust wholly and entirely, your therapist suggested that he work with you

The first few activities were simple enough

A walk in the park, literally, you both held hands or stuck together as you spent an hour in the public space

The next was a picnic in the park, Aizawa had made Bentos for the both of you. They had chicken Katsu on top of fried rice and for sides he put stir fired vegetables and some seaweed wrapped tamagoyaki. He brought a blanket with you guys as well as drinks and you both sat together and ate your lunches

Plenty of women would giggle seeing such a cute seen of a father and daughter

After a couple of these outages your therapist suggested slightly more densely populated areas

So your next adventure was grocery shopping with Aizawa. He promised you that you didn’t need to worry or feel paranoid because he’d be watching your back

You were slightly anxious when walking down aisles that other people were in but you simply held Aizawa’s hand and persevered

After each outing Aizawa would give you a soft smile and tell you how well you did and how he’s so proud of you

If you panic or freak out, he’ll pick you up and have you focus on him, and tell you that you’re safe because you’re with him and he won’t let anything hurt you

During one of the grocery trips, a kind old lady remarked about how cute it was seeing a little girl with her dad

After giving you a compliment the old lady offered you a candy to which you looked at Aizawa to see if it was okay. He smiled and gently nudged you forward and you accepted it and thanked the lady.

After a few more outings at places like grocery stores, restaurants, the mall basically just any place where people are closer together, and after having a few interactions with people, your therapist thought it was time to focus on social interactions

For this, Aizawa begrudgingly agreed to getting you a service/guard dog. Basically the dog would stay at your side and alert to any potential threats and lead you away. If you had a panic attack, the dog would sit or lay on you and help ground you. If someone tried to attack you, there were specific words in a foreign language that would tell the dog to attack

Now that you had this dog, Aizawa decided it was time he returned to teaching

The first thing he did was introduce you to the teachers. Coincidentally, Vlad kind had brought his bulldog in that day. You immediately warmed up to his dog and was somewhat okay with him since he kinda looked like his dog

Later you met Nedzu who you immediately had the urge to pet. Aizawa thought Nedzu would be mad when you pet his head and asked if he was Mickey Mouse’s cousin

Nedzu laughed and smiled not bothered at all by your curiosity, infact, Nedzu was more than happy to help teach you and satisfy your curious mind

After a few days getting to know the school, Aizawa decided to introduce you to his class

This is when things went south

Despite having warned his students (particularly a certain grape head) about your past and to be careful with their words, some obviously didn’t get the memo

Upon entering the class, many had greeted you which spooked you a bit

The first students you were comfortable with were Asui, Momo, Koda and Todoroki

Asui and Momo seemed very mellow and almost motherly in their calm and relaxed demeanors. Todoroki was quite and greeted you once but then seemingly ignored you which actually made you feel good because you felt that it meant he wouldn’t come after you. Koda was quite but your dog seemed to like him which is why you trusted him

The students had tried not to scare you but Iida, Bakugou, Ashido, Uraraka, Kirishima and Kaminari had spooked you

Ashido had practically jumped on you telling you how cute you were which scared you, Uraraka, and Iida were really loud which scared you. Kirishima didn’t really understand personal space to which Kaminari tried to tell him off, albeit, a bit loudly, which them prompted Bakugou to use his quirk setting off explosions and yelling at everyone to shut up cause they’re obviously scaring you

When the class went quiet it allowed for you to hear what Mineta had said

Of couse, he had to make a comment about how hot you’d look in a few years as he imagined you with a curvaceous body whilst making a lewd face and drooling

This triggered you

Bakugou immediately slammed his hand down on Mineta’s desk setting of small explosions and yelling at him

You started to hyperventilate and ran away to Nedzu’s office since he made you feel calm

When Nedzu saw your upset state he made you some tea and offered you some cookies while he asked you yes or no questions

Whilst Nedzu calmed you down and talked with you, Aizawa yelled at his students and decided that something had to be done with Mineta. Once he managed to get his class back under control, he was about to deal out punishments when the door opened with Nedzu in front and you behind him

You ran to Aizawa and he immediately wrapped his arms around you. Nedzu then walked into the room and nodded at Aizawa, giving him permission (read as kindly ordered him) to leave the room

As Aizawa cradled you and walked you to the teacher’s lounge to settle you down, Nedzu asked the class what happened and after lecturing them for 2 hours, Nedzu finished his lecture by Expelling Mineta and blacklisting him from any hero courses

That night, Aizawa made sure to have your favorite food for dinner and made sure that you felt safe and gave you all the cuddles you could ask for

(Hope you enjoyed this puppy 🐶 anon. And I hope it helps)

[butnobodyhome-moved]

Looking through the notes of a poll about family size and so many people have no idea what actually counts as a big family

[always-a-slut-4-ghouls]

One of my younger cousins came out as trans which is like “okay, cool. Good for them” the problem is that until that point she was assumed to be a boy and has I believe two brothers. They all looked really similar and now that they are all older it’s even harder to tell who is who (aside from the girl sibling). Now, I’m already pretty face blind and only saw them about three or four times a year growing up, so, since her family isn’t using her deadname (and fuck yeah they better not!) I don’t actually know which sibling had their name changed. I couldn’t keep track of the names already and now I’m like “I don’t want to call one of them their sister’s deadname but it feels awkward to ask kids I knew since they were babies what their name is”

[runningfrom2am]

the wedding // LTPF

summary: the wedding of the year, i can see it now.

pairing: coriolanus snow x fem!reader

wc: 2.7k

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tags/warnings: capitol brat!reader, maybe slightly ooc coryo, idk i tried my best. she's a bridezilla for REAL and i wish i included more of that energy, protective!coryo, idk people are drinking alcohol? (its a wedding, so duh), also TW for Livia and r's dad just existing p much.

based on this ask and this ask!

series masterlist // playlist

Everything was perfect. Absolutely everything you had dreamt of your whole life when it came to your wedding. Coryo had told you money was no object, and therefore, you spared no expense. You had a strong theory that your father was being sent every last bill, since you knew neither of you had anything more than what the Plinth's were providing for school, but that was the farthest thing from your problem. It was the least your father could do.

The hardest part of the whole thing, even before deciding who would give you away without your father, was deciding on your maid of honour. You didn't have many good friends, or friends at all, outside of your new husband. At one point, you wondered if had things gone differently, would you have chosen Lucy Gray?

Clemensia Dovecote was a fine enough choice. "Let me just say," Her speech began, hitting the side of her overfilled wine glass with a fork. "I have called this wedding for years, and no one believed me." She shot a smile over to you at the head table. "For anyone who doesn't know me, I'm Clemensia. Y/N's Maid of Honour." She had just thrived on the title since you offered it to her which, while annoying, was good because she took her position very seriously. She was the perfect choice- she looked nice, presentable in a dress you had picked out, but the colour clashed with the yellow in the whites of her eyes and the few scales that were yet to fall off after the snake bite. She looked fine, but she also made you look better. "But like I said, I knew this would happen."

She was drunk, repeating things in a way that made you cringe internally but nevertheless, you had to watch. The lights spread across the large backyard of the Plinth's mansion lit up the night beautifully, bouncing off every white and red rose you had spread about. You were very grateful to them for allowing you to host the reception there. They had done a lot for you in the last year since you returned from Twelve.

Mrs. Plinth was very involved with planning the wedding- she loved the winter wedding and leaning into it as a theme. It worked out nicely because it gave her something to think about other than the death of her only child, and she was a tremendous help and support to you. You were truly grateful, but this day was hard on them without Sejanus there. She had mentioned on more than one occasion that Sejanus would have been the best man, and you only slightly doubted that. You wouldn't want it to be anyone else- but Coryo would have had different thoughts, you're sure.

"How much longer will this go on for?" Your now husband whispers in your ear, fake smile on his face as he also has to listen to Clem's rambling.

"I really don't know." You reply with the same fake smile, knowing that eyes were on you just as much as her.

"Some choice for a maid of honour." He chuckles.

You roll your eyes, a playful smile on your lips. "Oh, well, I would have gone with Arachne Crane but, you know..."

"Fair enough." He mumbles, sitting back in his seat. "Are you really the only woman in the Capitol who isn't insufferably annoying? You should have been your own maid of honour."

"Well it was her or Tigris, and Tigris is prettier than me so she wasn't really an option." You hum, grabbing his hand under the table as you keep your eyes focussed on Clemensia, not paying attention to a word she says.

Coryo laughs. "Tigris is not prettier than you."

"She's your cousin, your opinion is invalid." You shrug it off.

"Doesn't change the fact that I'm right." He argues, squeezing your hand.

You don't reply, and you let his hand go to clap once Clem is finally finished. You had already eaten, so now it was supposed to be the "fun part", as Clemensia so aptly put it in her speech. You found it rude, yes, but it wasn't a big deal and after tonight you wouldn't have to see her again for a while.

It was brisk out, being a winter wedding you should have expected that, but you still had another dress to change into so you excuse yourself from the table, kissing your husband goodbye as he gets up as well.

You hadn't allowed him to see any of your dresses, and this would be your third one today alone. He loved every one, and did not expect to be disappointed by the next. Or the one after that.

"Hey, congrats, Coriolanus." He tears his gaze away from your retreating figure to whoever was talking to him.

"Thank you, Hilarius." He nods, smiling politely at him and reaching out to shake his hand.

"I saw this one coming miles away." His classmate laughs. "You remember that though, right?"

"When you said that if I wasn't going to go after her you would?" Coryo asks, eyebrow raised. "I do remember that. It makes me wonder who let you in..." It's meant as a joke as he makes a point of looking past him toward the security they have at the entrance.

He furrows his brow when his eyes catch on your father standing there, arguing with one of the security guards, his wife by his side.

"If you would excuse me..." He says, walking toward them before Hilarius could even respond.

"Ugh, I know. Why did you even invite her, Y/N/N?" Clemensia complains as Tigris helps you step out of your gown.

"Who?" You ask, unsure what she was even talking about.

"Livia." She states, yet another glass of red wine in her hand.

"Oh, I kind of had to. Connections and all that." You shrug. You weren't Livia's biggest fan, she had a "greater than thou" attitude that drove you up the wall, but who in this city didn't?

"Ah, yes. Of course." She hums. "She had a lot of audacity to show up in that dress though..."

Your head whips around to look at her. "What dress?"

"You haven't seen her?" She gasps. "I thought you saw her! It's this white-based floral, really questionable for someone else's wedding. Looks like a tablecloth." She accentuates the statement with a sip from her glass.

Your jaw ticks and you look toward the door, already seeing red.

"Hey, Y/N, it's okay." Tigris rests her hands on your shoulders, prompting you to look at her. "We'll tell security, they can escort her out if that's what you want."

You take a breath, forcing a smile on your face. "Let's not bother them. I'll just go chat with her." You smile, stepping out of the dress in bare feet, quickly grabbing Clemensia's overfilled wine glass from her hand on your way out the door.

"Y/N, Wait! Don't!" Tigris calls after you, well aware of your notorious temper by now, but you don't listen.

You're in your white slip when you storm back out to the reception area through the back patio, immediately and quickly scanning the crowd for the guest in question. You know you have seconds before Tigris likely tries to stop you, but you know Clemensia won't. Then, you see her.

You're seething already. That's practically a wedding dress on its own. You would kill her.

You stomp across the ground, tunnel vision locked on her as she raises her glass to her lips, laughing, and talking with other guests, completely careless to what she had done wrong. Well, she would learn today.

"Livia Cardew!" You grin, walking up to her. "I don't recall sending you an invitation, but here you are!"

Immediately, she's taking in your appearance, giggling at your lack of appropriate attire and shoes. "Y/N! Congratulations." She says, eyes finally locking with yours again.

"May I have a word?" You ask, already grabbing her arm and pulling her away.

"Is there a problem here?" Coriolanus asks, addressing only his security as your father stands there, red-faced with anger.

"Yeah, they've got no invite." He nods, showing Coryo the list in his hands which he quickly pretends to look over.

"Oh! Sorry, yes. There you are..." He says, pointing down at the bottom and your father visibly relaxes. "Under the title there that says 'not welcome under any circumstances'... Well then." He looks at your father now for the first time, tilting his head at him.

"No, this is my daughter's wedding and we will be let in!" He demands, raising his voice.

Coryo clicks his tongue, slightly shaking his head. "No, sir, I thought we were clear on this."

"No, you said the wedding. This, if I'm not mistaken, is the reception. I made my sacrifice. Now, I'm here."

"And only about two hours late." Coryo hums uninterestedly, looking down at his watch. "Father of the year."

Your father's fuming, and it's hard for Coryo to not laugh in his face. "I paid for everything here! You can't deny us entry!"

"I can." Coryo says. "Well, actually, my apologies. Mrs. Y/L/N, you are welcome to come in, if you'd like." He smiles at her, polite demeanour flicked back on like a light switch.

Your father quickly pulls her back behind him. "It's both of us or neither of us. Go ask our daughter." He states, gripping tightly on her arm.

"Oh, no. I won't be ruining our wedding." Coryo shakes his head, firm in his decision. "I'll tell Y/N you send your love, Ma'am. Have a good night."

"No! You will let us in right now or-" Your father's tantrum is interrupted by a commotion across the yard, drawing Coryo's attention. People gasp in shock, and then he sees you, about to absolutely lay into Livia Cardew, who now has red wine all over her face and the front of her dress.

"I must be going, now." Coryo tells them, turning back to the security guard and adjusting the cuffs of his shirt to be able to roll up his sleeves. "If you don't mind, call for peacekeepers to escort him from the property. Thank you."

He doesn't have time to hear your father's angry disagreement as he walks away.

"So," You drop her arm, turning to face her. "I'm not sure if you are aware, but this isn't your wedding." You spit, gesturing to her dress. "And listen, I get it! You're jealous. That's fine, but it's extremely tacky and honestly embarrassing for you to wear a white dress to a wedding that's not yours."

Livia's lips fall open in shock, looking down at her dress before she laughs. "Y/N, come on. It really isn't that serious, you realize that, right?"

You stare at her for a moment, weighing your options. You could smash the glass over her head like you wanted to, demand that she leave immediately, or, you could 'accidentally' spill the glass on her. Before you complete the thought, you're throwing the contents of Clemensia's glass at the front of her dress, smiling as it splatters up over her face and in her hair, dripping down the front of her expensive-looking gown.

"Oops."

Livia gasps, wiping the red substance from around her eyes and flicking it off. "I thought that for one day you could be normal! God, you are vile!" She's practically screaming now.

"This is entirely your fault, you do realize that, right?" You tilt your head at her, a slight laugh under your tone. "If you wanted my husband just say that."

"I- ugh!" She groans in frustration and anger, swiping her hands over the liquid on her chest and flicking it all at you, staining the perfectly white satin of your slip. You look down at it, and then back at her. You were about to go through the roof.

The amount of people watching in the immediate vicinity is the only thing keeping you from grabbing her hair and shoving her head into the dirt. You decide to scream instead.

It turns into more of a wail, pumping angry tears into fake sad ones. Coryo is there in a second. "Darling, what's happened?" He asks, horrified as he looks between the two of you, grabbing your shoulders.

"I-" You sniff, pointing to the girl in front of you. "I just came to offer her something to change into because that is out of dress code and I tripped and-" You hiccup as he's rubbing up and down your bare arms. "It was an accident, and then she... It was just an accident! Now my dress is ruined and, and-"

He turns his gaze to Livia who just looks pissed while you ramble on about having had a little too much to drink, that was all. He's sure that's not what happened, he knows his wife better than that, but this show was not for him. He looks her up and down, visibly disgusted by her choice of dress. It honestly looks better now.

"Coriolanus that's not-" She chuckles with the shock of the accusation, shaking her head as she pleads with him.

"It's time for you to go." He tells her, looking toward a member of security who's not busy with your father, quickly waving him over.

Livia looks at the approaching security man in shock. "I didn't do anything!"

"That dress and causing a scene over it is more than enough." He states, wrapping an arm around your waist and wiping your tears from your cheeks. "Let's get you some water, Darling. It's okay..."

"It's not!" You cry, gesturing to the few small drops of wine on the front of your dress. "It's ruined! She ruined everything!"

Just as she's about to be escorted out, you make eye contact with her, offering a smug smile. She scoffs, which earns her a grab on the arm and a more forceful expulsion from the reception.

"Y/N!" Tigris is rushing across the lawn toward you, careful not to stumble in her shoes and bridesmaids' dress. "What happened?" She asks, addressing her cousin now.

"She's okay, there was just an accident with a glass of wine. We're just going to take a few minutes. I'll help her change." He explains to her.

She nods, looking worriedly down at the small stains in your dress. "I should be able to get this out, alright?" She assures you, rubbing a clean spot of the fabric between her fingers to make sure.

"Okay, thank you." You sniff, leaning into your husband's side as he guides you back up to the house.

You get inside and upstairs to what has become your dressing room and secondary bedroom over the last year. As soon as he shuts the door behind you, you can't hold your laughter back anymore. You're practically doubled over with it, and immediately Coryo understands. He chuckles, shaking his head at you.

"What a show..." He grins fondly, pulling you into a hug which you happily return.

"Oh, you liked it?" You giggle, coming down from your laughing fit.

"It was wonderful." He agrees, kissing the top of your head. "For a moment I was worried about you."

"Aw, really?" You look up at him, jutting your lip out in a pout.

"Definitely." He hums, kissing you softly. "Now come on, let's get you changed, huh?"

"Please." You nod, kissing him again before pulling back to pull your next dress from the closet. "I was supposed to wear this underneath, but now I can't." You sigh, hanging the full dress on the door before pulling the wine-stained one over your head.

"Just that will do, I suppose." Coryo mumbles, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind as you toss the slip onto the ground.

"Oh, you suppose, do you?" You chuckle, reaching up to pull the new dress from its hanger.

"Mhm." He nods, planting a kiss in the crook of your neck. "Makes my job easier later."

You laugh, blush spreading over your cheeks and flushing your chest while you unzip the back. You carefully balance as you step into the opening in the fabric, pulling it up around your waist.

"Don't rush, Darling. It will probably take you a while to recover before we can return to the party." He says, watching you adjust the skirt before you plan on zipping it up.

"Good point." You agree, but make no effort to stop until Coryo places his hand over yours.

"What should we do with all this time we have to kill, hm?" He's already leaning down to kiss over the back of your neck.

"I feel like you have an idea..." You mumble, tilting your head to adjust to his presence.

"Have I told you how much I love you?" He asks as he gently pushes the fabric back down to drop in a pool around your ankles.

"You may have mentioned it..." You turn under his palms as they land on your lower back, gently pulling you closer. "And I love you too. More than you could ever imagine, Coryo."

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[may0tuna]

High Society | Prowler!Miles Morales x Reader

Writer's notes: First time writing about Miles Morales. The moment I saw Earth 42, I def got Gotham vibes and I always have this story in mind, I just didn't know which character to use. After watching ATSV, I think Prowler Miles is perfect! Thinking of writing a part 2 maybe? Idk. Also, I feel the need to mention that Miles in this story is aged up (post-college graduate) and looking for his first real job in Earth 42 New York City.

Summary: Rich UES girl meets Miles who was working for a catering company hired by her family for her birthday party.

Read Part 2 and Part 3 here.

You faked niceties throughout the entire evening. You wore a simple and elegant little black dress for tonight's dinner held at one of your family's many townhouses in the Upper East Side. New York City has gone to ruin and crime rates are up especially in the other boroughs, and here they are, the richest and most powerful people in the city having dinner and talking about which wine would go best with whatever type of dish.

Your older brother, one who is set to succeed the family business, is arguing with one of the waiters your family has hired to serve the guests for tonight's event. You rolled your eyes as he has always been so dramatic. You walked towards where he was and scoffed at the idea at how his sudden outburst is probably because of how the butter is too cold.

"The butter is too cold! Can't you tell? Do I have to do everything in this house?" Your brother exclaimed.

"Not everything, just do your part and be the most annoying person under this roof and you'll be fine," you said casually which irritated him even further. You and your brother then had one of those telepathic conversations, one that would end in you giving him a look that says "Walk away or Dad will know about this." He scoffed, put his champagne glass on the tray held by the waiter and sauntered over to the living room to talk to some of the major shareholders at your Dad's company.

"I'm so sorry about him. He was born with a few braincells short," you told the waiter. He had a deadpanned expression and he wore these braids that fall up to just above his shoulder. He wore a black tie suit which was mandatory for the catering service he worked for, which you took a mental note of how it perfectly complemented his broad shoulder and lean body. You can almost tell how his arms are toned through the fabric. He was quite tall too so talking to him means you looking up.

"Don't worry about it," he said. You were disappointed he ended the conversation so quickly but then again, they were most likely not supposed to enagage in too much conversation with the guests. However, you were dying to talk to someone else about anything other than stock prices so you decided to ask the first thing that came to mind.

"I like your braids. Do you wash it?" The moment those words left your mouth, you quickly apologized because you thought it was an ignorant question. Of course he washes it duh. His response was a smirk with some underlying subtext you couldn't quite read.

"Yes, I do wash it," he said and gave a laugh that made you blush.

"There she is! Happy birthday, Y/N!" A distant cousin of yours appeared greeting you whilst giving you a big bear hug. You smiled shyly and thanked them. After a few small talk, they proceeded to look for your father to talk business. You glanced timidly back at the waiter and he was smirking at you.

"What?"

"Nothing. Here I thought you were different but it turns out this extravagant evening dinner is for you." He paused. You were hurt (a bit). You were complaining about this city's problem and it turned out you were a part of it.

"But hey, happy birthday. I'm sure that despite the millions of dollars spent for tonight, you're not gonna end up like your brother." He smiled at you and you smiled back.

"What's your name?" You asked.

"I'm Miles Morales."

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

idk if this has been asked, but idea. Reader's grandfather voiced the og Freddy, and fredbear. And it continued in the family for voicing Freddy's. And reader voiced rockstar Freddy and glamrock freddy

"Hey Superstars! It's me, Freddy! Welcome to the Mega Pizzaplex! Grab a jumbo slice of pepperoni and top it off with an ice-cold Fizzy-Faz! Then enjoy our super games and attractions! Don't forget to stop by Rockstar Row and meet ME in person! Have fun, and have a Faz-errific day!"

"That was..not me. That was a recording." Freddy muttered in awkward embarrassment, his gaze shifting to Gregory. "I wanted to make sure you are not confused."

"Hey now, don't be shy. Remember who gave you that Faz-tastic voice?" With a coy smirk, you nudged his arm in a playful manner. He felt a bit humbled by the gesture.

"I-I know, Mr. [Y/N]. I did not mean to offend-"

"It's alright, superstar. Lighten up." You teased, flawlessly mimicking his voice.

“So..you’re really Freddy’s voice actor?” Gregory blinked, still bewildered that you were the man behind all of the bear's programmed lines. He was slightly creeped out by how eerily similar you two sounded....minus the robotic overlay, of course.

But your talent proved to be useful in helping him sneak around the Glamrocks--even saving his life at some points--by simply mimicking Freddy’s voice and telling them the “lost child” was somewhere else.

None of them ever got suspicious; not even Roxy despite her sharp hearing. They just ran in whatever direction you pointed.

Fortunately the three of you got to take a breather in this elevator, so you seized the chance to talk about how you actually come from a family of voice actors for the franchise’s many Freddies. 

It was a bit weird explaining this to the glamrock bear considering his mini "crisis” down in the warehouse. But he was okay; he wanted to know more about his predecessors.

“Well fun fact, you’re not the first Freddy I gave a voice to. Long before this place was built, I recorded lines for Rockstar Freddy.”

“Rockstar?” He gasped in wonder. “Does he have cool paints like me? Did he have a similar extroverted personality?"

“..uh, not really. He only had a gold star on his chest, and he was built as some interactable vendor. My only line was “please deposit five coins”.”

“Oh, I see. So...you give him the coins and he talks to you?” He tilted his head to the side, curious.

“Yep, but he was on stage most of the time..so the kids couldn’t really reach him.” You sighed. “I tried it myself and..there was just this monotone voice coming out of him. No life. No personality that’s as unique as yours..but for some reason he got agitated if the building was too warm. Probably a bug that never got sorted out.”

Although a bit disappointed, Freddy still smiled. "Well, what about any other Freddies?”

“Oh! Right. So in 1983, we had the very first bear animatronic named Fredbear, and soon after came the original Freddy Fazbear. Both of them were voiced by my grandfather. Then 1987 rolled around and my dad provided a goofy voice for Toy Freddy...and I think my cousin gave Funtime Freddy his voice but...yeah. It runs in the family, as you can tell.”

"Fascinating! I have seen the faces of these Freddies all around the Pizzaplex but never knew the voices behind them." He whispered, looking at Gregory., who was leaning against the wall. “Gregory, you’re not asleep are you? This is our history!”

“Huh--oh, yeah. I'm listening. That’s uh..pretty cool.” He smiled shyly, before tensing as he realized the elevator was no longer moving. “Have we..arrived? I didn't feel the elevator stop or anything."

You furrowed your eyebrows as you approached the still-closed doors, trying to pull them open with your bare hands. “I think so, but...damn it, it’s jammed.”

“How unfortunate..” Freddy muttered. He was so enthralled with your story that he hadn’t noticed it sooner.

Who knows how long the three of you have been stuck in here?

He couldn't help but feel at fault. Though instead of apologizing, he went over to help you, checking his now purple and green claws. “Stand back, Mr. [Y/n]. With this upgrade of mine, I should be able to open these doors with ease.” 

True to his word, he was able to force the elevator open, albeit leaving claw marks and dents where he gripped the two sides. “Oops..I uh..guess this upgrade works a bit too well. Nobody will notice, right?”

“I’ve broken worse things here--AH!” Gregory yelped in fright after he stepped out and came face-to-face with yet another Mapbot. “What is your problem?!!”

“Hi, please take this ma-”

He rudely snatched the map. “Shut up.”

Both you and Freddy just smiled and laughed in amusement, only to stop as the young boy stared back at you. But then he sighed heavily, shaking his head.

“Yeah, I’m..never gonna get used to that.”

[theold-ultraviolence]

Do you have any Christmas headcanon’s for the Amaelia verse

Idk why but I honestly hadn't thought about it until you asked!! I think I just don't really think about Christmas in general because I never have a good time during the holidays. So this might be super express headcanons, but:

Since Amaelia started dancing ballet, it becomes a tradition that Aemond will take her to the theater to see a production of The Nutcracker every year.

In fact, I think Amaelia prefers to listen to the music of The Nutcracker while decorating the house, rather than Christmas carols.

However, if a Christmas carol gets stuck in her head, she'll be singing it ALL DAY, 24/7 annoying EVERYONE in the vicinity. Even Aemond, who's rarely ever annoyed at anything his daughter does. It becomes even more annoying when uncle Aegon joins her singing.

On the subject of decorating, she absolutely adores that the ornaments of the trees will be somehow linked to The Nutcracker, and her favorite ornament is a pink, glass ballerina that Aemond specifically had made for her. She hangs it right at the very center of the tree. And when she's playing around the Christmas tree, she mostly imagines stories around her ballerina.

She gets a little overwhelmed if the whole family is present at Christmas dinner (counting Rhaenyra's side of the family as she isn't the fondest of them) so weirdly enough, she'll stick to Aegon the whole time. He's her favorite uncle, and his laidback attitude just amuses her and makes her feel more at ease. You'd think she'd be glued at the hip to Aemond, but, his tension in those situations easily transfers to her and it doesn't help.

Aegon will also see that as his opening to evade the rest and just play around the Christmas tree with her.

She also plays around with his cousins, Jaehaerys and Jaehaera!

Her favorite time to spend Christmas though, is with mom and dad and the dogs, all cuddled up watching Christmas movies and drinking hot chocolate.

Her favorite movie would be Barbie's version of The Nutcracker.

And also she goes a little crazy with her list for Santa Claus and asks for way too many things, and Aemond wants to BUY THEM ALL, SPOIL HIS KID to the max.

But reader is always the voice of reason and reigns him back. They don't get everything from the Christmas list, but make it up by leaving along little notes that help keep up the magic that Santa exists.

Notes with things like, "I'm a little old and X toy you wanted was too heavy for me and the reindeer, but! one of my elves told me that you would prefer this instead!" / "I hope you enjoy your presents even if we couldn't get through the whole list, but! here's a special treat that my elves baked just for you!"

Also, Aemond and reader have never been the kind to take those fancy couple's Christmas pictures in a studio and everything, but since Amaelia was born, they started doing it to keep a lovely record of how Amaelia grows up each year! And honestly I don't think they'd even go to a studio to take them, since reader is a filmmaker in this au.

The reader would set the studio in their home to take the pictures! and I'm laughing to myself thinking that they'd get Aegon to dress up as Santa for Amaelia's picture lmao!

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

Funny things I've done, as MDZS characters:

Part 2

Lan Wangji: one morning on my way to uni, i made myself a thermos of coffee to have during the day. When I took the first sip, I realized it was very bitter and when one colleague laughed and said smth along the lines of "too smart to remember sugar?", I downed it all at once, hot and bitter, then said "what's so funny? I always take my coffee like this". Ended up actually developing a taste for simple, black coffee with no sugar or creamers.

Wei Wuxian: went to a restaurant with a friend and ordered a spicy plate of meat and veggies, but it wasn't spicy enough so I sprinkled about half a container of black pepper on it so it would actually be spicy. My friend wanted to taste it too, and after she did, she asked me if I had lost my sense of taste and offered to buy me a rapid covid test.

Lan Sizhui: I carried various pills i didn't really need in 2 of my purses for a whole year because one of my friends tended to forget hers at home all the time and would randomly remember she needs to take them

Lan Jingyi: went to the supermarket to buy one single loaf of bread, came home with 100$ worth of groceries and no bread. Went to the supermarket again, and came back with another round of groceries... and one single loaf of bread.

Ouyang Zizhen: one of my professors couldn't remember my name at all, so he called me by the seat I took in his class for a whole semester, so he always greeted me with a happy "Good morning, Front Row, First Seat!"

Jin Ling: a colleague was talking about how many gifts she needed to buy her family for Christmas because she had a lot of aunties, uncles and cousins. When she asked me for some ideas for gifts, I said "idk, my relatives are crazy... but you can never go wrong with gift cards or money i guess."

Wen Ning: got stepped on my brand new shoes in the bus after a long, hard day and started crying so hard I missed my bus stop

Wen Qing: i was watching House MD with my mom and we both guessed the diagnosis before dr. House did

Lan Qiren: was the only person who did the non-mandatory assignment because I was passionate about the topic and got 3p extra credit I didn't even need

Nie Huaisang: made a presentation about procrastination 1h before it was due and got full points for it

Jin Guangyao: for one of my events organizing courses, the professor asked for weekly updates on the final project during class so he could offer suggestions and feedback. My team and I hadn't started for the first few weeks because we had been busy with assignments for other classes, so I had to gaslight the professor into thinking our project was well underway. I even asked several questions pertaining to topic and gave examples of what we'd already "done". He believed me every time and our project ended up being used as an example of good time management and high quality content for the next year's classes.

Nie Mingjue: got in a screaming match with my mom about some random issue and when my dad tried to calm us down, we both started yelling at him too and that's how we made up

Lan Xichen: my ex best friend got me flowers for my birthday - except they were half wilted, despite both her parents being florists. She said it was because of the windy weather. There had been no wind. But I believed her anyway and kept the flowers until they dried up completely... the next day.

Jiang Cheng: was in a debate during English classin highschool and after hearing the other side's arguments, I stood up, said "with all due respect, everything you've just said is bullshit." and sat back down to let my debate colleague list out the reasons.

Mo Xuanyu: some dude was suspiciously following me around while I was on my way home, so I faked a phonecall during which I loudly explained I forgot to take my psych medication.

[enconfess]

If im honest really (as a fan of enstars since EN first release and have caught up with a few JP events except for like the super recent ones), I found most of the event stories and main story stuff uninteresting or just overall a headache to go through. Most of the time (through both official and fan translated) they would get me shaking my head asking "what the heck is going on??",or the story drags around that it feels both frustrating and just too boring for my brain to be able focus even, and just as I thought its gotta get better they will usually have some lame conclusion monologue going on that either my monkey brain is unintellectual to understand what's going or maybe its the writers are like that idk Im happy to see the pretty cgs though.

I would very much rather have someone summarize the stories to me even if it sacrifice for inaccuracies and biases. Ok here's an example, Antique Legends? The only thing I remember from the story is the fun interactions within Hokuto and his dad, which may be due to my bias with Hokuto but really that was the only truly entertaining part to me.

Speaking of characters I really don't care about character depth at all all I wanna see is them being cute in those little idol stories cause idol stories (yes I mean those short stories that are mostly like one - two chapter long) and scout stories are really what I look forward to the most personally cause they aren't over the top complicated or draggy like event stories and main stories, its not to say they are boring no in fact they are way more entertaining cause they make things that may seem so simple and mundane to something fun and also I love seeing them in wacky events too.

Also yes I did mention being a HokutoP though I would say I'm more of an overall drama clubP with other characters I like such as Aira and Naruchan (love calling her that personally) (and also I love every character in their many uniqueness and to be fair its just the bias demons that posses me). Now what do these guys have to do with this post? well to bring point that I know absolutely nothing about their 'complex sides' other than that they are sweet angels to me and I love seeing them in cute and funny situations, and guess what I still appreciate seeing them and hell I own a Wataru nui (planning to get a hokke one too soon) because even though yaydadad the whole war thing and his 'masks' I personally find him super fun even if I'm aware that he may just be putting on an act (plus I also have a mini white party dress for him that I make him wear whenever I went to anything fancy like my when I went to see my cousin perform on a orchestra concert).

To bring my final point I personally think that enstars best strength or interest for me is the idol / scout stories because even with their cookie cutter like surface layer personalities they manage to even be more memorable and overall fun to read. Oh and stories aside I adore most of the cards although they get bland sometimes and most of the songs are pretty good in my opinion love trickster songs muah. Anyhow thats just how I feel like enjoying the game and to be fair I prefer to enjoy it alone rather than to have a mutual around cause ye I'm that those type people who enjoy being alone and find a lot of people to be a waste of a space personally, well I have a lot in my mind currently as per usual but they most aren't enstars related so for now imma really stop myself here right now though I may come back here for more confessions idk depends on me I guess (I will also be surprised if you read through this entire thing and if you do thank you and may God bless you my good friend).

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[garbinge]

Hi hello good morning I’m obsessed w u still and I would to request your thoughts on the episode ‘fishes’ pls n Ty

Omg me? Little old ME???? Staaaahhpppp thank you. <3 <3

Okay FISHES. I think I'm going to put my thoughts below the cut for people avoiding spoilers and also because I think I have a lot.

Luckily, I rewatched this episode last night with my parter so it's fresh in ma brain.

Honestly, it was heartbreaking, and stressful and chaotic, and just a lot of emotions flying around. I think we really get to see WHY Carmy is how he is. With himself, with the restaurant, with his siblings, with Richie, with Claire!!!! I think we see why he loves the kitchen, and probably why he hates it. @drabbles-mc said this to me the other day, how it really gave us an understanding WHY Carmy didn't go to Mikey's funeral. Because this is what happens at Christmas time, imagine what a funeral where everyone is grieving and emotional and going through it, would look like. Cousin Michelle talked with him about essentially taking care of himself and avoiding these scenarios and I think Carmy took that advice, even though it wasn't going to be with her.

With Sugar, I just. My heart breaks. It was a great callout to why in S1 she was so upset that Carmy never asked her how she was. I think that Sugar asked it so much because, 1. She genuinely cared but 2. She wished someone would have asked her. All the things her mother said to her, and like again, this is ONE time. ONE night. Imagine growing up like this, imagine dealing with this day after day? Idk I just I feel like this really showed us why each person is the way they are.

And WITH THAT. I feel like that's why Richie loves this family so much. He doesn't really have anyone, we touched upon how his dad not being there and I think this found family moment is better for him than nothing at all. Seeing him and Tiffany together ... ugh MY HEART. I knew Richie had a sweet side in him since S1, I know he was rude and grouchy and all that but MY MANS WAS GRIEVING OKAY. He is trying. He is constantly trying. He cares about people and HIS people so deeply and I just... give this man a hug.

Mikey. Fucking. Berzatto. and also. Jon fucking Bernthal. and ALSO the fucking WRITING! The way I see the pain Mikey is feeling through his eyes his behavior, his hair even, the disheveledness. In S1, we see him clean shaven, and I'd have to think that was before this Christmas episode (who actually knows?) but you can see he is struggling. When Lee in the end said "you are nothing." I got this feeling, he didn't actually say it that many times. I think it just repeated and ricochetted off in his brain. The way the camera shot is just makes me think we're in Mikey's POV? Idk.

NOW that we got through the heavy stuff, I need to go through the moments that made me smile.

FAKS <3 I adore Neil Fak with everything in me. Him and his brother dancing to Dominic the Donkey???? GOODBYE I LOLED.

I wanna know what Francie Fak did. no. I NEED to know.

Stevie saying grace. the whole thing.

on that note, that FIRE CAST!!!!

TIFFANY!!! I loved seeing Richie and her so much.

THE BANANA STORY THAT WE GET FULL CIRCLED IN THE END BYE I CANT HANDLE THE CUTENESS. Richie LISTENS. and that is something I really tried to push in my fics, but having it confirmed in canon made me so happy, selfishly lol.

did I mention the fucking FAKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I want homemade sprite made by Carmy.

PETE!!!!! I'm sorry but that man LOVES Sugar, he puts up with all that shit from this family because he loves her. And I just. My man. HE IS RIGHT THO like you can't show up empty handed but also, the 8th fish is prob not the best idea LOL

Donna. THis isn't fun. But I need to add it in here. I just, having a parent struggle mentally is really hard and I think we see how that's affected each Berzatto.

All the full circle moments. I LIVE for a full circle moment. So the banana, the tongues that tiffany and richie share that are the same that him and eva do, the cannolis, the seven fishes, our mother of victory, the list probably goes on!

This was one of my favorite episodes, Forks is my #1 fav cause you know I'm a Richie girlie, but this one just gave so much detail to the characters in such a uniquely captured way!

[wolfsbanesparks]

Here is the first one + a Billy and a Lady Blaze. Sinclair is a reanimated person, so I tried going with a sickly pretty man look with fancy clothes.

Billy: Eat the rich!

Sinclair: How about you eat your vegetables first.

A second design with more color + ebeneezer (idk what to draw for him) Sinclair does real estate, but I feel like he'd run for mayor possibly

and finally the third one! Since Billy and Sinclair are cousins, I thought it'd be nice if the age gap wasn't too large sometimes, maybe Sinclair could even be a highschooler or college student (maybe he meets Mary that way and weasles his way into Billy's life)

Sinclair has so many possibilities, I can't decide on one for him by myself aaaaaaaa

Okay these are all so good (both the drawings and the concepts)!

I'm also having such a hard time choosing which is best. Personally I love the look of the first version the most, it's just such a vibe. Sickly, rich, pretty boy just dripping in sarcasm is one of my favorite types of characters.

And as much as having Billy's recently resurrected cousin become mayor would be interesting, I think I prefer Sinclair being on the younger side like in number three. Like having him be <10 years older than Billy (I'm thinking college aged) really sets up an interesting dynamic between them. It also forces them to think about things they would otherwise noy think about. (How old was Sinclair when he died? Are thry pretending he was in a coma? Has he aged at all since his death? Did he know his baby cousins back then? Sinclair wasn't there when Billy lived with Ebenezer so where was he?) It helps build up the mystery so well! It also provides the stark contrast of how Ebenezer treated/patented the two of them.

Not to make your decision harder, but whenever I'm presented with options about characters I tend to blend them together to make new hybrid options. (Ex: sickly pretty boy, political science major Sinclair whose dad works real estate and wants him to join him) This is a character flaw of mine and you should feel free to ignore it.

That just my two cents. I can easily see each version working well depending on the story they are in.

Maybe put out a poll if you want more input because this is no doubt a hard decision.

[bonewhiteglory]

like 6 of my cousins have killed themselves since December - this is on my dad's side of the family where I have 100+ cousins that I've met maybe once maybe never, so I am not necessarily deeply devastated on a personal level but it is wildly sad. I am particularly sad about my 23 year old cousin Tricia, I remember her being born and I remember her defiantly walking into the lake when she was 3. it's a rough time to be alive and it's a rough time to be dead.

my friend from high school passed away at his family's house a couple days ago, I really don't know what happened and I have no interest in prying because it's a very painful time for people who were close to him. he was my sister's classmate and I didn't know him that well but he had a big heart and a beautiful smile. I am very sad.

I'm going up to Idaho for a memorial for... some of my cousins, idk how many. The one who died last week was kind of violent/scary and I don't really feel any kind of way about his death but I do want to see anyone who chooses to show up to this fambly gathering. I adore my dad's side of the fambly, they're chaotic as anything but they're not evil like my mom's side. idk. I'm just kinda saying words here I guess. what's up with you?

[cherienymphe]

hey, cherie, i hope you're doing well. i really need your advice. so a while ago i told you about how my mom reached out to my aunt in hopes of reconciling after the whole situation that happened in august when i told her i wasn't going to care for her anymore. well, my aunt responded very angrily and my mom responded with "understood". my mom's then left it as that but two days before her bday, my aunt messages her, completely different tone. saying she was thankful for everything but we treated her bad when it came to the whole situation and that we should've done things differently. my mom never responded, she has no intention to respond and doesn't feel like it.

fast forward to easter, my mom and brother receive a happy easter text from my younger cousin. i didn't though. this is the 3rd or 4th time he hasn't wished me a happy holiday and i knew something was up and i've been hurt cause like why? so i texted him yesterday asking him if he was mad at me and he said that yeah ever since the whole situation between me and my aunt happened. since this revelation, i've been relieved. i even told him that there's two sides to every story and if he wanted to hear mine he can ask and he was like "you're right, that's not fair." i did tell him i wanted to call him so idk if i'm ever going to get the chance to tell my side.

but now i know that the family sees me as the bad guy. my other aunt, my uncle, my three cousins. and i thought i wouldn't have cared but i've just been sad.

they know the type of person my aunt is. literally while she was living with my family, she was having beef with her sister and her nephews. she used to talk mad shit about them and it's like after all that you're gonna side with her?

i've been talking to my parents about this and since the whole situation happened and my aunt moved out, my dad keeps telling me not to worry what they think because in reality i'm the "hero" for helping my mom get out of that situation. (we both think that she would've passed out from exhaustion sooner or later had it not been for me speaking up)

there's so much information i don't even know how to add it all in, but if you're confused about anything, just let me know. i really think i just needed to vent.

anyway, thank you for letting me. i really do hope you're doing well 💕

Considering so many of them had beef with her too at one point it just seems to me like they feel some kind of way both bc you did/said what they wanted to but didn't and also bc you didn't just suck it up and bear the burden. I know it makes you sad but your dad is right tbh. Hopefully you'll have the chance to have that talk with your cousin but remember that not every villainized person is a villain

[melvinthedepressedrobot]

rambling about characters from my convoluted Dragon Age personal canon bc @bluerose5 asked the other day and I forgottttt (part 1 of idk how many because I HAVE A LOT, but for now u get the Big Three and a couple side characters)

okay so, first up, we have Breick Tabris AKA The Only Gay In The Alienage

A quiet, generally even-tempered young man with a strong sense of justice, never really wanted to be a leader but took it in stride because it was the right thing to do. Took him a while to warm up to the humans in the party, but he opened up a lot more after they picked up Zev and ended up very close with him in particular. Went through with the ritual with Morrigan at Zevran's insistance (and, ah, assistance) and stuck around as Warden Commander for a while before eventually leaving with Zev to search for a cure, leaving a mage they picked up at the tower, Camryn Amell, in charge.

More than anything, Camryn wants peace and bloody quiet, and if she has to set a hoard of darkspawn on fire to get it, so be it. Left in the mage tower after Jowan buggered off, she joined with Wynne after the party helped solve the abomination infestation, and underwent the joining ritual after the Blight. She comes off as abrasive, but she's a good'un, and keeps the Fereldan wardens well in line. Whilst Loghain was recruited into the wardens, she was actually the warden that met up with the Inquisitor through Hawke.

Despite being "cousins something-something-removed", Delilah "Lilah" Hawke seems to have little in common with Camryn - she's bright, loud and impulsive, and can't sit still for more than a minute. She finds making friends easily (and enemies even easier) and loves fiercely - be that her family, friends, or the eventual relationship she forges with Isabela - and, paired with her complete inability to mind her own business, this made the path to becoming the Champion of Kirkwall was a relatively straightforward one. The deaths of her mother and sister, and Carver contracting the taint and having to join the wardens, however, left her with a lot of guilt and Lilah ultimately sacrificed herself in the fade for her cousin and the Inquisitor.

Born into the Lavellan clan, Ala was taken from her family at a young age by slavers, ending up in Antiva after a narrow escape, where she spent some years on the streets, joining a group of thieves but fleeing the city after a job gone wrong and being caught trying to steal supplies by Breick and Zev on the road. They initially planned to find someone to look after her, but found themselves unable to give her up when the time came, particularly after being the ones to name her when she confided in them about her discomfort in being seen as a boy. Under their care, she opened up from a scared, near-silent child fighting to survive into a brave, adventurous girl who could talk for Antiva.

She did eventually reconnect with her clan, and, at 16, went to the conclave on behalf of both her families - using Lavellan as a surname to keep her connection to the Hero of Ferelden secret - and then tripped and fell into being named the Herald of Andraste and made the leader of the Inqusition.

She struggled a bit, as any teenager would, with this responsibility, and the whole Herald thing did almost go to her head, but, really, with the HoF for a dad, it wasn't surprising that she came through in the end. Leliana was, of course, the first the figure out who her dads were, and stepped up to guide her friends' daughter, and Ala also ended up with a very close, sisterly bond with Josie, as well as the nickame "Little Bird" from Varric. And she absolutely ended her adventure decking Solas in the face for lying to her face and breaking her sister's heart.

aaaand last up for tonight, Ala's biological sister, Heulwen. When Breick and Zevran couldn't make it right away to check on their daughter after the conclave, Heulwen volunteered to go and find out what had happened, opting to join the Inquisition and be by her sister's side. Being more patient and observant, she balances out Ala well, and though Ala didn't really remember Heulwen from her early youth, they did grow very close and protective of one another. Which is, of course, why Ala was so pissed when Solas - who Heulwen had fallen hard for, finding him charming and his knowledge (particularly of elven history) fascinating - up and disappeared on them and turned out to be behind the whole mess in the first place.

I did have a whole idea about her having had a kid that is 95% certainly Solas' by the point of Trespasser, but I can never quite decide on that being canon or not.

[aliensilentlysippingwine]

ZUKO BRAINROT (Aka head canons, will contain the gaang, maybe some zukka)

• sulked for a week when he realised that the gaang are a random (1)12 year old boy and two north pole people who only know how to use salt and at max a pinch of something mildly spicy. (I imagine there weren't many spices in the north pole, besides of course, salt. Lots of it.)

• had a minor phase where he would snag everything and anything of interest because he heard that dragons hoard and as said/mumbled in shame to his nanny's, elders, mom and literally anyone but his dad "... Cus dragons are cool, duh... "

•if he wasn't told not to he would've only talked about dragons to his mom but that obsession faded when his mom dissappeared. (it didn't he just got sad when talking about it)

•for a long time just completely ignored iroh's past as the dragon of the west because of his, now silent, love for dragons

•SOKKA, AANG, IROH AND TOPH HAVE A SWEET TOOTH WHILE HE HAS A "spice tooth"

•he's so warm. And also completely unaware of the fact

× side note, momo loves laying on him

because of that

• sunbathes regularly but not for tan josta to bask in the sun like a happy little lizard.

•Can't cook

× well not for others, he's the typa guy to

like burnt food

•anytime someone is too close he blows a bit of fire/somke(?) out his mouth with a huff and an eyeroll

•learned to make good tea after the tea shop arc

•loves, loves, LOVES swords. Admires sokkas sword and the story of it too

•he's often been spotted at royal dances running away when someone asks to dance

× he missed all royal dancing lessons

while his face was healing but didn't tell

anyone

•Can't look suki in the eye without violently apologiesing and running away

•he runs away often when he doesn't know what to do in a social situation

•will NEVER eat turtleduck in any circumstance. Man's would rather starve to death

•sees toph as more of a cousin rathe than a sister since his in real life expiriences with sisters is azula and seeing as how Katara, the only other sister he could reference, is the opposite of toph.

•I can't stress this enough, his mouth has to be broken by now by how much spicy food he eats

× one of the only things azula and zuko

had in common was their love for spice

and utter lack of respect for their

taste buds. They probably snacked

on bell peppers for funsies.

•knows how to play some instruments but idk the atla universe instruments so whatever atla equivalent of a piano is.

•iroh suggested an eyepatch to him while on the ship. Not so he didn't have to look at the scar he just kinda wanted to slowly transform him into a pirate until he notices.

•will get tattoos but not in the hot way he actually just wants his mom's name and a turtleduck on his forearm

•since he's half blind and deaf (it's canon because I said so) Sokka sneaks up on his blind/deaf side and get as close as possible, not letting out a breath till he notices and gets startled

•does hand stands regularly without context because of ty lee

•he and mai just kinda lay together on top of each other in a sullen silence. They love it.

•has a special appreciation for carving

•fixed azula bangs

•he has long nails like azula. I like to imagine that the notion of having long nails=rich transfers to the atla universe but not only on women

•he isn't as pale as he is in the show. I like to imagine him as pretty tan

•knows how to braid hair VERY well. (he used to be a part of the hair braiding trains azula, mei and ty Lee had (azula was alway the one who didn't have to braid hair obvi)

•prolly not neurotypical tbh

That's prolly it I think.

Also I'd if it's ooc let me have fun😔

[xxxg0ryygurlll13xxx]

family gatheringsss

so this weekend i am quite literally seeing my whole dads side of the family. E V E R Y O N E. will it be fun? maybe? idk not too excited abt how many yentas i will see. idk im trying to figure out what fits scream "family cool cousin" cause im seeing all my cousins. Saturday im seeing my grandparents, auntie, uncle and their two kids AND THEN THEM AND EVERYONE ELSE SUNDAY MORNING. THERES GONNA BE 20 OF US. i feel bad for the restauraunt staff cause were loud as helllllll............ luckily i get good food out of it and get to play dress up. All of this is for my dads 50th bday which was the 17th and his brothers 46th cause they have the same bday...either way currently mentally preparing for the insanity that will ensue. well just be lucky if no one gets wine thrown on them lol if the weather isnt so snowy and icy i wanna wear my HUGE platforms theyre like 8 inches tall lol