#this ship has me in a sleeper hold

[cyberrose2001]

Under Pressure

MTMTE Rodimus x Reader

GRAHH SURPRISE!!!!

Relic and I have been... discussing... very hard about an ask they got a couple days ago so I wrote this eheh (THANK YOU FOR DISCUSSING THIS WITH ME AND LETTING ME WRITE THIS ILY)

Also please yell at me if I forgot any warnings!

Loosely based of this ask over on @callsign-relic's blog

Warnings: Human reader, Giant/Tiny, Non-Con(?), Nocturnal emission, Crack fic(?)

Word count: 1,887

18+ ONLY MINORS DNI

Rodimus denies it every time, but he's a heavy sleeper. He snores like a congested rhino; he constantly sets twelve alarms that only barely stir him from his slumber. Despite being captain of the ship, his sleep schedule is far from tip-top shape.

And no, you're not a stalker. You're just Rodimus' observant little 'pet' human, always there, with a California king on his bedside dresser. Yeah, you're treated like royalty by an incredibly hard-to-deny hot alien robot.

So, as the ship ventured further into deep space and the nights got colder, you whined and begged to stay with him.

Rodimus was very hesitant to let you join him in the berth. As much as he cared about you and would kill an army for you, he didn't want to accidentally kill you, which was very much a possibility in any scenario on this ship. But he caved. You had mastered the sad, wet cat look, and Rodimus had the willpower of a rock.

Relishing in victory, you're curled up comfortably against Rodimus' lower plating for the third consecutive night in a row, warmed by the large servo of a sleeping giant. The entire palm of his hand covers your back in subconscious protection, and every so often, you feel a twitch of one digit. It's tranquility and a rare comfort, the touch of another you haven't felt since being on earth.

Until he rolls over.

Rodimus, choking on his snores, flips over onto his stomach and nearly tosses you off the berth if not for the grip he has on you. Despite almost winding you and making an audible 'Oof' sound, he doesn't wake up, his unconscious body assuming another comfortable position.

It takes you a few moments to register what the fuck just happened, but you realise that you're now underneath Rodimus. Almost his entire body weight is now pressed against you and pins you to the berth.

Oh god, you think to yourself.

This is less than ideal; this was not supposed to happen. How the hell are you, a tiny ass human, supposed to get out from under him? You probably shouldn't even be alive right now with how restricted your breathing is, not to mention how hard he flopped on top of you. But thankfully, with how Rodimus' legs have fallen into position, it leaves you with just enough room for your chest to rise and fall.

"God." You whine, muffled as your cheeks squish against his abdominal plating.

Your mind runs wild as you try to think of a way out. Maybe he'll just roll over again soon? God, you hope so; you can handle only so much weight, and Rodimus feels like he could hold down a cargo ship. Probably because he can.

But until then, however long that may be, you need to try something at least.

"Rodimus?" You try to wiggle but to no avail. He has you pinned pinned, and you use what little breath you have to yell out to him, "Hello? Are you awake or what?"

A loud, seemingly exaggerated snore replies to you. He's still deep in recharge, ruining any chance you have of waking him up yourself. You try to use your nails to scratch the surface of his frame, hoping it would tickle him or something, but that doesn't work either.

"Great." You roll your eyes, only you would ever end up in this type of situation. If only you had listened to Rodimus when he first said no, then you wouldn't be currently experiencing a near death experi-

"Y/n..." Rodimus' hoarse voice crackles above you, sending vibrations through your bones.

"Oh, thank god," You sigh in relief. You attempt to wiggle around some more, hoping to get his attention this time, "Listen, can you get off me now? This kinda hur-"

You squeak softly in pain as his sharp pelvis presses against you, and you hear your name again. This time, though, the tone of his voice came out as a whine, like a soft plea.

Because of where you were positioned before you became a pea under a princess' tower of mattresses, Rodimus' lower panels rested right against your stomach. This means you can feel his panels start to bulge slightly.

Oh no, you think to yourself bleakly once again. You're not sure how similar Cybertronian anatomy is to humans, apart from a crude explanation by an engex drunk Swerve. Still, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that you're feeling him getting hard. Putting two-and-two together using two out of the five senses, you've realised that Rodimus is nearly boner deep in a wet dream.

And not to assume, but you're thinking that the star of the show is you.

It's also the wrong time to cackle to yourself about getting crushed by your crush.

You might have some issues to work out after with Rung.

"Oh fuck," You reasonably panic, trying to push against his heavy frame weakly with your pinned arms, "Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck-"

You start to thrash against Rodimus when your arms fail, your tiny body rubbing up against him. This doesn't help at all, you've come to realise but actually digs you in a deeper hole as he begins to rock his pelvis into you.

Rodimus moans your name again as he sleepily grinds against you. Whatever he's dreaming of, it must be an insanely hot pornographic fantasy of you. The bulge grows bigger, pining you down further into the berth. He shutters and lets out a soft groan before his plating shifts, and you feel a very thick, very hard, and very hot object slide up against you.

Oh god, it's his dick.

Swerve might not have told you all the details, but he seemed to conveniently leave out how fucking huge Cybertronian cocks are.

As if you thought this couldn't get any more debilitating, you now have the head of Rodimus' spike pressing against your face. It's as if the Alaskan bull worm had slithered up between yourself and Rodimus to give you a kiss. The behemoth of baggage has already started leaking what you would believe would be the Cybertronian equivalent to pre-cum, smearing all across your face.

At this significant turn of events, you've realised you have come to a crossroads.

Either struggle and continue to wiggle and wrangle your way out from under him, but risk pleasuring him, whether or not he could feel you squirming against him anyway with how small you are compared to it. Or, the more realistic and obtainable outcome, lie still and take it until he wakes up from an orgasm.

Who are you kidding? You don't have much of a choice at all. Both options risk you drowning in alien robot cum. It's wishful thinking as Rodimus starts to rut against your entire body again.

"Y/n..." He whimpers again, though very garbled and unintelligible. Every roll of his hips causes more pre-cum to dribble against your face and down your chest, and with each, it spreads all around in between yourself and his train-sized spike. Making an absolute mess of you.

If you weren't getting humped up against right now, you would indeed find a way to kill him for ruining your only set of pajamas.

"Rodimus-" You gag as a spurt of pre-cum falls into your mouth, "Guh- Rodimus stop-"

His work of venting increases, and so does his rutting. The comatose mech gasps and hitches his breath, oblivious to your cries and pleas for him to stop. He pushes up against you in heated desperation, fucking into your soft body like a grind pad.

"Rodimus! Wake the fuck up!" You start to heat up yourself; the increased pressure and friction of his plating will give you a fucked up version of carpet burn if he doesn't wake up. Sweat drips from your skin, adding even more lubricant to his incessant grinding.

"Wha- Oh, Primus!" Rodimus rears his drool-covered helm and cries out in equal confusion and unrestrained pleasure. He's woken up by his overload as he shoots his load up against you, flooding the minimal empty space left between you both with hot transfluid.

"Oh god-" You couldn't close your mouth in time when a spurt of transfluid hit you in the face, causing you to cough and spit it back out, only for more to splat you in the face.

Rodimus moans tiredly, shuttering violently as his spike pulses and leaks the remainder of his overload against the berth.

Or what he thought was the berth. Since when did he use a self-service mod on his spike? Especially when he shares a room with-

"Hey!" Cough, "Are you done?"

His optics slam open in horrific realisation.

"Oh no," Rodimus rolls over onto his back, his softened wet spike flopping against his abdominal plating, "Oh no, no, no..."

He looks down where he once lay, and his face plates flush a bright blue. Laying in a puddle of his transfluids was you, his little human, sopping wet with a highly unimpressed look on your tiny face.

"Oh Primus, Y/n," Rodimus scoops you up in his servos, gently tossing you from hand to hand as he wrings them off his transfluids, "I am so sorry, I- frag what was I thinking!" Rodimus babbles and holds you to his face, "Are you okay? God, I'm so stupid-"

"Ughh," You lay limply in his palm, exhausted and out of breath, "After that... I don't know anymore."

Rodimus hides his blush with a servo before pinching the bridge of his nose, "I'm glad you're okay, but what were you doing down there?"

"Great question," You lift your head up to deadpan him, then eventually drag yourself to sit up. Sticky, pink transfluid drips down your body. Your face, and hair, are all drenched in him, "It's not like you rolled over in your sleep and had me pinned for nearly half an hour. What the hell?"

Rodimus blinks, and his face turns a deeper shade of blue as he rubs the back of his neck, "Oh, so that's why I had that dream about you..."

Is he serious right now?

"Oh, you think?" You wipe your lip when it starts to drip into your mouth, "I think I could tell when you started moaning my name in your sleep."

"Well, you're just so tiny and soft and-" The red and yellow mech bites the knuckles of the servo not holding you in embarrassment. "But what was I supposed to do, huh? Hold it in?"

God, he is.

"I'm literally gonna kill you, Rodimus." You shiver, his transfluids cooling against your skin. You can't believe he dares to look you in the eye, "I am never begging to nap with you ever again, or maybe at least warn me next time."

"No offense taken," Rodimus nods in agreement for once, watching you wring your hair out, "I'm sorry, Y/n, I really am. I can help clean you up? As a sincere apology from yours truly?"

"As long as I don't come into contact with more of this stuff," You flick a bead of transfluid off your finger into his direction, "And you better be sorry, or it'll be a long time before I might actually let you fuck me."

"Wait, you'll what-" Splat, "EWUGH!!"

[pigfacedbitch]

Dating Clovis

summary : general headcanons of dating the son of Hypnos.

word count : 0.5k

type : headcanons

pairing/s involved : Clovis x Reader

warning/s : threatening someone (?), otherwise it's just fluff. 😘

here is my masterlist!

Note : I love me some sleepy boi😍 I am slightly obssesed with him since he was introduced in The Lost Hero, an underrated character if you ask me.

It's always funny to see the new campers' reactions when they hear that Clovis is dating you.

"Really? (Y/N) and Clovis? But she's so energetic and he's...not."

Honestly, many people feel bad for you because Clovis is not an ideal boyfriend. He's not exactly... what's the word? Present.

You're singing along by the campfire? He's sleeping on a log nearby. You're training to enhance your fighting skills? He's drooling all over shields. You're having a meeting with the other counsilors? He's dozing off beside you.

Not to mention, THIS BOY MANAGES TO FALL ASLEEP IN THE WORST OF SITUATIONS.

"(Y/N)! Wake your boyfriend up, the empousai almost killed him!"

"I swear to the gods, love! We are in the middle of a battle!"

He's a heavy sleeper, deal with it.

However, he tries to stay awake a little longer for your sake. Do the others take advantage of that? Yes. 😂

"Percy, what do you need my help with?"

"Actually (Y/N), we need Clovis' help."

"You need me to keep him awake again, is that it?"

"Well, yes-"

"Let my boyfriend sleep, Jackson."

The best method to keep him awake is by kissing his chubby cheeks, squeezing him in your hold, or ruffling that tangled, blonde hair.

You will hear whines of complain but once you stop, he will rub his head against you and ask you to continue. He's like a cat.

Naps together is a must! Clovis will drag you to Cabin 15 if he has to, you can't refuse. Not that you will.

Also provides you with the fluffiest of pillows, softest of blankets, and the most delicious milk you ever tasted (not that type of milk, you dirty minded-👁️👄👁️)

He may not take you on a date the normal way but he will use his ability to manipulate dreams— joining yours and his.

There, you can be wherever you want to. At the top of Eiffel Tower, swimming in the sunken Titanic ship, or performing with your favorite artist on a stage.

Anything you want, Clovis will make it happen. It's his way of making up to you, I suppose.

He always mutters your name in his sleep with a dreamy smile on his face. This often gets him teased by his siblings, or anyone else who witnesses it happen.

"Seriously (Y/N), I heard him moan your name!"

"Leo, stop it."

"It's true, it was a very good dream."

"Clovis!"

I don't think he ever gets assigned to any quests but you do. He's still asleep whenever you say goodbye to him but expect that he'll visit you in your dreams.

He'll ask how you're day went, updates with what's going on in Camp Half-Blood, spilling the usual tea; that kind of stuff. I assume time stops in dream land so you and Clovis have all the time in the world.

He will also visit dreams of the people you're on a quest with, warning them that if something happens to you they will never wake up again. This boy can be dark, don't test him.

You still wonder why all of them are so overprotective over you.

Hypnos seems to approve of your relationship because ever since you started dating his son, you never had trouble falling asleep again.

[t4tstarrailing]

avenhill headcanons

man they're just gestures wildly so boring and domestic to me it's great. I get that feeling about a lot of boothill ships I like (bootheng, bootllum)

two deeply traumatized guys traumatized by the same organization.

in a relationship where people just. really do not know if they're together or not. yeah they're physically affectionate with each other, but they're not necessarily kissing or hugging. it's moreso them sitting together, boothill throwing his arm around aventurine's shoulders while he's doing something. are they qpr? are they romantic? no one really knows, but everyone just knows they're good for each other

rancher au where, following penacony and learning about the Avgins, boothill takes aventurine and fucks off to a planet where he can just ranch and keep a house for the rest of his life. no expectations, whatever he wants, whatever he needs. just freedom, whatever that looks like to him

sometimes aventurine describes him as a "weird fucked up cat" because of all the weird shit he steals for him and drops off with no explanation. sometimes it'll be expensive whiskey, sometimes a massive block of cheese.

both have the "I need to make you food" love language with each other. which, is great! because no one goes unfed. however, this has resulted in arguments and some pouty grown ass men upset that they can't make food for the other. and it has resulted in some weird standoffs about who is making food that night.

slowly they've come to an agreement how relationship balances. boothill makes breakfast since aventurine isn't a morning person and is barely functioning when he wakes up. aventurine makes supper and helps boothill with basic nightly body maintenance. boothill is also fiddling with a project that he hand makes for aventurine almost all the time. there's never a shortage of little knick knacks around the ranch house.

after his deep in the nihility abyss, aventurine lost a lot of weight. so after a few months of being with boothill and away from that situation, he finally started putting weight back on. which resulted in him getting his baby face back and boothill getting the worst cute aggression over it. seriously, he can't stop himself from holding aventurine's face and smooching his cheek, fighting the urge to take a small chomp.

aventurine is a back sleeper. boothill is a stomach sleeper. boothill makes a very nice weighted, heated blanket and white noise machine for aventurine. and boothill's hair is very fun for aventurine to play with when he's struggling with insomnia or nightmares.

sex life is almost non-existent and they're fine with it. very low sex drive, and honestly they'll only have sex like once or twice a month. most of the time it's just catching up, chatting, seeing how each other are, where they are mentally and emotionally.

they are, however, having nightly phone calls or FaceTime sessions if reception allows it. aventurine usually falls asleep on the call while boothill hangs up after he hears aventurine snoring. it's not unusual for aventurine's phone to be at 10 percent when he wakes up.

dates look like finding a pretty place and camping out for the night. getting a nice cigarette to light, maybe a joint, most definitely some whiskey. boothill quietly playing a song on his guitar while aventurine watches the stars. aventurine resting his head on boothill's shoulder and dozing off

mlm pride dividers by @/cafekitsune

[taylor-swift-bracket]

Battle Of The Bridges: Round 4!

So Long, London

And you say I abandoned the ship

But I was going down with it

My white-knuckle dying grip

Holding tight to your quiet resentment

And my friends said it isn't right to be scared

Every day of a love affair

Every breath feels like rarest air

When you're not sure if he wants to be there

Who’s Afraid Of Little Old Me?

So tell me everything is not about me

But what if it is?

Then say they didn't do it to hurt me

But what if they did?

I wanna snarl and show you just how disturbed this has made me

You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

So all you kids can sneak into my house with all the cobwebs

I'm always drunk on my own tears, isn't that what they all said?

That I'll sue you if you step on my lawn

That I'm fearsome and I'm wretched and I'm wrong

Put narcotics into all of my songs

And that's why you're still singin' along

The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived

Were you sent by someone who wanted me dead?

Did you sleep with a gun underneath our bed?

Were you writin' a book? Were you a sleeper cell spy?

In fifty years, will all this be declassified?

And you'll confess why you did it and I'll say, "Good riddance"

'Cause it wasn't sexy once it wasn't forbidden

I would've died for your sins, instead, I just died inside

And you deserve prison, but you won't get time

You'll slide into inboxes and slip through the bars

You crashed my party and your rental car

You said normal girls were boring

But you were gone by the morning

You kicked out the stage lights, but you're still performing

[thefoolishone666]

Kickin also once said

What is this? I have more? That is right @hiwelcometothemonstersancturary I have had way too much fun with the first, I have decided to drop kick the chicken through much more. Is this a good idea, no. Let's begin!

* Stand back, I know how to do the Wenis!

* Bubba, in reference to doing drunk Mario Party: The main thing is, I LOATHE alcohol, so I would hate every second.

Kickin: Just drink hot sauce. That is the next best thing for it.

* When did I become predictable!?

* (Building a boat on stream) Oh no, Mom is here. I am doing normal adult things, I swear. (Trying to hide the boat behind back)

* I am just saying, it was written in the stars that I would lose my leg. I would have liked to be told that Picky needed some emergency rations on that instead of it just happening, but at that point I am looking a gift horse in the mouth.

* (Watching Dogday play a rhythm game)...Catnap, I think Dogday is broken, he has not blinked once in the past minute.

* (Playing Blades in the Dark) Picky: Did you kill this person!?

Kickin:...Evidence wise no...but as a friend I can tell you that he insulted my hat.

* (Grabing Picky and lightly shaking) ARE YOU STRAWBERRY!?

* Anything that is pure white, is just as equally evil!

(30 seconds later)

...I just remembered Crafty exists...

* We did it! We killed an innocent man!

* (Camera is upside down and he has yet to notice) The fact that Bubba is just grinning while standing in the door has me nervous.

* Hoppy, I know you are mad at me, but letting yourself be juggle combo'ed is a great way to relieve stress.

* Não tenho boca e ainda assim devo gritar, or in English, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

* Picky: Should we do a cooking show intro or...

Kickin, instantly looking at camera: Boys, girls, and everyone in between, welcome to our new cooking show, "WAIT, WE CAN EAT EVERYDAY NOW!?" I am your pirate co host, Kickin, and this is Picky, currently still going through some character development.

* The best way to hide a body is to eat it...but this person is not a chicken, pig, or lamb, and we don't have a lamb in the gang, at least yet.

* The best way to not die is to eat, at least in my opinion...I am not looking at chat cause I know they are already asking if I ate anything yet.

* Poppy: Bubba sent you something from college!

Kickin: Yay! I love that elephant...Oh, Poppy, since you are here, you mind helping me?

Poppy: Sure. What is it?

Kickin: I need you to be a murderer.

* God...if you can hear me...you still owe me 5 bucks.

* Sometimes, life gives you a free drop kick in the groin.

* I will use the scientific method. (Closes eye and starts hits random buttons)

* Only three rules on this ship, remember to eat, remember to sleep, and if someone is neglecting to do 1 or 2, put them in a sleeper hold to force them to eat and/or sleep.

* What are friends but people you eat in a huge panic when food is low?

* In the name of the Father, Catnap, and my other Father. Amen.

* Hello it is I, the hatcher that is Billy.

* I AM THE CHICKEN SANDWICH KING! I am not a cow, so I can't be the burger King.

* I am made of tons of chicken, I can even name them. Nuggets. (Returns to game)

* I want to vote Theo. I have no proof he is the killer, I just want to do it for the bit. And pity revenge.

* Who says I can't be fabulous while firing myself out of a canon?!

* (Refering to how long till he called Angel parent on purpose) Who here wants to take bets on how long until I had an emotional breakdown?

* No joke, there have been days where I sign off the stream, get myself something to drink, and the entire farm will just hear, "SHOOT I NEED TO APOLOGIZE TO PICKY!" or whoever cause I don't pay attention to what leaves my face hole sometimes.

* Guys, sorry to interrupt the party, but I MAY have gotten stabbed and need some help.

* I would to dedicate the unnecessary slaughter of all the underworld's monsters to Dad, cause I am trying to regain what good is in my soul for committing to this...

* If I wear two eyepatches I become a super pirate!

* (Playing A pokemon soul link) Kickin: I got bad and shit news.

Bubba:...What is the bad news?

Kickin: I may have gotten a pokemon killed.

Bubba:...Which one?

Kickin: You know how happy you are when you got your favorite polemon in this...?

* (Singing) I gave my love a chicken...that had no face...

* Bobby is going to come in here one day without me noticing while I am playing Mortal Kombat and just clap when I get brutality, I already feel it.

* Cole, I like you, but why must you be lightening?

* What is Gender, but another thing we don't understand here.

* (Refering to the stack of golden apples he has) But I may need them later...(Eating rotten flesh)

* (Drawing on white board trying to figure out story of game) Then if this connected to this, and this to that...I just wrote a bunch of scribbles.

* You can't make me eat, shut up dad. (Realizes Angel is there) That wasn't towards you, I swear!

* My favorite weapons for stealth are a dagger, a pistol, and 55 pounds of TNT I always keep on hand.

* (Playing Something Wicked from Ultrakill) Why must Playtime help with this game!?

* But hate doesn't taste as good as my leg though!

* Today on, "Playtime ruined my life, now it ticks me off in the smallest of ways," fnaf lore.

* WHO GAVE THE DOG A KNIFE, AND WHERE CAN I MEET THEM!?

* So P3 has Dogday, P4 has Bobby, and P5 has Catnap...I am not bitter I am not in persona yet. You have no proof.

* (Refering to Phoenix Wright) WHERE WERE YOU WHEN WE WERE IN COURT!?

* A man with a knife is just a surgeon with a 100% mortality fate.

* If I get my mind trapped in the VR, make sure to tell dad.

* I already know what you are thinking and you are correct, I did make the dive bell horribly wrong and I am totally fine. (As he tosses a rock in a random direction in rage)

* Kickin: I am just sitting here scared as all hell, meanwhile these two are sitting back like, "Yes, nothing new here."

Catnap: Welcome to your new home in Silent Hills! You get used to your neighbors.

Kickin: It is a beautiful day in the neighborhood, a beautiful day with our neighbors.

Crafty and Kickin: Won't you be my, won't you be my...

Kickin: Won't you be, my murderer?

* I think we can all agree Cathulu is out of all of our leagues.

* O que você vai fazer!? Me esfaquear!?

* I will be fine-FODA-ME, ISSO É UM TELEFONE!...(Covers face)...I got scared by a phone...

* Have a good night everyone, I am going to become dinner!

[scribble-dribble-writes]

Pt 4 - And if I loved you any less, I’d be able to talk about it more

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Crosshair x female reader

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For the first time in months, you felt content. Like you were finally home. The anxious tick in your head had at last stopped. Every morning meant finding a clue to Tantiss, every second meant Crosshair was closer to being lost forever and it made you writhe in your own skin.

But the silence on the ship was further proof that this nightmare had come to an end. Everyone was asleep and you laid here watching the way his dense eyelashes rested over his cheek. As dawn trickled in, it was certain Clone force 99 was finally together albeit for one.

So you nudged closer, your hand trailing up his exposed chest like it was muscle memory to tuck your chin under his neck to hold onto him. As though it was your one weakness, constantly needing him.

Crosshair had always been a still sleeper, resting like a statue, but now he shifted a little when his fingers shook. And every time he did, his hand would reach for you, like now, his index finger tapping away softly at the start of your thigh.

His features looked rugged, like the horrors he had endured would forever be remembered and that made your heart twist. You wanted to hold him tenderly and kiss his bruises away.

All he had done was try to be what he was made to be and that in itself was a weakness the empire had exploited.

He shifted again, his eye fluttering as though he was able to see ghosts, his finger stopped shaking but instead of turning away, his arm coiled around your waist and drew you towards him such that his body fit seamlessly with yours. You warm breath spreading across his chest, his contented sigh as his shoulders relaxed made you wonder if for the tenure you had been apart, the nightmares you both had were the same.

You raised your hand to cup his cheek and felt the harsh lines of his face, the stubble rough under your palm and the faint hum from the back of his throat along with his roaming hands that trailed up your exposed back to get tangled in your hair, you wanted to tattoo his name on your heart.

The words were at the tip of your tongue that neither has spoken for what had felt like decades.

What no one could see was the softness he hid so fiercely. But you knew, you were the recipient of his gentle nature that was concealed behind his armour.

If you could whisper the words now while he was asleep, would it be in vain or have a selfish motive?

Was it proper to give away your heart so easily once again when everyone warned you that his presence here still remained a mystery?

You held on to his arm a little tighter, afraid that he was a figment of your imagination, if you were to open your eyes, he would not be here.

Had the Empire changed his heart?

It was like a rubber band snapping your reality into place, your eyes opening to see his cool grey gaze focused on you. Assessing you and your hold around his arm. The slightest crease on his forehead made you wonder if he was plotting or if he was worried.

He looked … afraid. But as you opened your mouth to state the very words that you had drawn up your courage to say,

He drew away from you and sat up, casting a soft shadow on the rise and fall of his muscular back.

Crosshair rubbed the side of his neck, in this light you could actually see the depths of the scar on his head.

He loved you. It was all hitting him now, like a speeder crash. His heart speeding up, his fears taking flight. Your tender touch unravelled him and he wanted to give you everything. He wanted to take you up to the top of this island and say his vows.

But he couldn’t. For as long as he can remember he has been the disruptor. Him being with you would make you the Empire’s target as well.

You slid your arms around his waist and he tensed up. Placing your cheek on his back, you held on tight to him.

“If you ever plan on running, take me with you.”, you said, trying your best to get your point across with stating the obvious.

His hands found your wrists and in a swift motion he pulled you in front of him. Your head landing on his lap, your hair splayed out over his thighs.

“I know what you’re doing.”, he spoke, his eyes glimmering with mischief as he drew your wrist to his lips to place a kiss.

“I know when you’re scheming.”, you smiled.

“Now admit it.”, you raised your eyebrows at him pointedly.

“To then put a target over your head?”, he questioned.

“I can’t do that.”, he said with a resolve that did not have any hint of humour in it.

“Always so stubborn.”, you chided as you tugged on your wrist he still wouldn’t let go.

“As are you.”, he furrowed his brows.

“Why won’t you find someone else?”, he demanded an answer.

“Why do you insist on being with me?”, there was pain in his words, his eyes begging you to quieten the noise in his head.

“Because I - he placed his palm over your mouth. Your muffled arguing got you no where.

“Lie to me.”, he pleaded.

“Don’t give me hope.”, he said as his tremors kicked in which made him remove his hand. His eyes looking away as he took a moment to compose himself.

“I cannot be selfish and want for more.”, he stated

“Surviving and getting back here has been enough goodness.”, he said plainly and it shocked you. That his metrics of happiness depended on the scale of shame he felt for his actions.

“And will you always only yearn for such meager living?”, you asked drawing close to him as you watched him swallow as though his throat had run dry.

“You cannot have me and still lose me.”, you tried to hold on to the resolve in your voice because if you didn’t, you were seconds away from breaking as tears threatened to fall.

Crosshair grew serious.

He raised his fingers to push away your hair from across your face, his eyes taking in every detail as though he was memorising this moment.

“I am a man who has lost everything.”, he said and a small gasp escaped your lips.

After having been through those nights of longing for his return, it finally sedimented the depths of his ability to detach so quickly.

And his entire world was crumbling. He wanted to kiss you but held back. He was certain this was for the best.

[winterwump]

Suggestion: cheon taejin x kwak jihan head cannons (general) please! If u have time ❤

General Headcanons for Taejin & Jihan

Here you gooo!!! I’m so surprised that you came to me with a request, but thank you. I’m dangerously in love with Taejin, so to have someone request something with him in it was fun!! ENJOY🤩

❎Cheon Taejin❎

Like most people, Taejin has his set of guilty pleasures. One that immediately came to me is that he loves trash tv. I mean like the over-produced melodramatic dramas that come on in the dead of night. He LOVES that shit💀💀💀

Tbh, I can make a whole list of hygiene Headcanons for this man just cuz I know he smells good, but Imma keep it short🥴:

Taejin is a FIRM believer in the power that good grooming holds. He takes extra extra care of his hair, using high-quality (and prolly overpriced) products. And he always makes it to his regularly scheduled hair appointments to keep the color on point.

I’m pretty sure he’s a bottle blonde, but he's so proud of that so there’s no point in making jokes about it.

Buuuut if you really wanna get on his nerves, just pretend like you can see his roots. That would drive him up a wall😵

For someone who lives in South Korea, Taejin is not a huge fan of foods that have an ass load of garlic in them. He knows that his diet has an impact on his body odor so he has to limit his garlic intake.

Taejin runs hot (I mean just look at him🥵)

 like he’s just one big space heater so he prefers - no he NEEDS to sleep with a fan going. Like, that bitch is up high and there are fuckin gale force winds in the room and he’s KNOCKED OUT like *watch dis* 

He doesn’t look like it but, Taejin is a light-ass sleeper. If it's not humming from his fan, then it needs to either shut up or go to hell💀

✳️Kwak Jihan✳️

He’s never been to an amusement park EVER. He’s always wanted to go to one, but he either doesn't have time or he just forgets to go.

He’s been to one of those fall-time southern fairs so that’s close enough (lol)

Ya’ll, when I tell you that  Jihan is sick of people asking about his eyes - I mean he is SICK of it.

Like 2 or 3 questions about his eyes are manageable, but after the 3rd time, he’s ready to go like the convo gets cut short.

This man is so unaware of how jarring his accent and dialect are. Like, if it's ever brought up when he’s in Seoul, he’ll be so confused “II’m speaking so normally tho💀” (As a Southerner, this is my life)

Despite what his hair looks like, Jihan doesn’t actually style his hair much if not at all. He has a perfect Shake-N-Go growing from his scalp (Lucky bastard lolol)

Oh and the same thing with his eyebrows (Tbh, none of these men do their eyebrows prolly)

He’s a sucker for soup. Soup of all kinds, but meaty soups with light broths are what does him in for real. Example: Dak Gomtang 

I feel like even though he’s young, Jihan watches the news (and by extension all TV) like an old man. I mean this exact picture *dis* 

I think he gets it from Jibeom, who gets it from Jichang, who prolly got it from Bakgu. They all do it and none of them acknowledge it🤣

Oh and the weather channel is his favorite (cuz I said so lol)

Okayy I hope ya'll like this one. I feel as if I misinterpreted the request so take this for now, and I will rewrite this in a shipping context. BYE!!!

[waynedunlaptheorgandonor]

absolutely no hate toward the richonne fandom, i am très happy for you and hope you remain well-fed, but jfc, seeing those gifs on my dash makes the sleeper agent that lives in my internal organs start to roll around and threaten to wake from its slumber bc i Cannot think about anything but how badly i want to be well-fed as a caryl shipper, and i am so resentful at how much this show/ship still has a hold on me. 99% of the time i can suppress it, but the second something reminds me of caryl i start to become unhinged. this ship has permanently rewired the circuits in my brain and i will never be truly free 💀

(if caryl ever gets a sex scene or a proposal i think i will be fundamentally changed as a person 💀)

(i don't even watch towl!! i've just seen the gifs 💀)

(i miss caryl 😔)

[megabuild]

ethubs 1-6

hii thank you evan :D

1: who is the better cook? bdubs lets be honest its not even a question. hes not like fantastic but he can make a few specialty meals and i like to think hes a pretty decent baker.. whereas on the days where etho is at his base alone hes living off oranges and frozen mozzarella sticks.

2: who gets up to cook at 2am? BOTH OF THEM but for very different reasons.. bdubs is a very sound sleeper i think but etho is known to crawl out of bed for a midnight snack and sometimes that means making a can of mac and cheese or something.. his eating habits are really weird to me but i digress. bdubs however i think would. okay hold on. the simpsons s6e11 this bit. i think bdubs does this when stressed. thats the only reason he would be up at that hour

3: are they into pda? who initiates most? bdubs is big on pda Shocker i know but i do think a lot of it has a vague layer of exaggeration and irony over it if only because he knows thats the number one way to do it without making etho uncomfortable. she struggles a lot at the start with genuine affection and even after time its overwhelming sometimes so playing it a bit silly helps :] in private though of course hes very sweet and genuine. etho doesnt do pda much if at all but he is very clingy if that counts.

4: their favourite show to watch together? i dont think etho has the attention span to watch a tv show without doing something else so idk. they probably watched seinfeld or the office together. or well the beautiful minecraftia equivalents. i do think however bdubs would get lowkey into true crime documentaries and real housewives shit so etho has probably half watched some of that while hes fiddling with his communicator or something

5: who is the cheesier one of the two? bdubs i need say no more

6: who is always running late? etho but she doesn't really give a fuck because being late is the norm for her like it does not even register... whereas bdubs is very punctual so on the occasion he is late because he got sidetracked or whatever he would be soooo apologetic and stressed about it and would probably worsen matters by delaying whatever he was arriving to by another ten minutes by ranting about what held him up

ship asks

[multifandomnonsense]

Dofladile

Who wakes up first?

I changed because Doflamingo is the most inconsistent sleeper ever. Sometimes he’s up at 4 AM sometimes he sleeps until noon

Who is grumpiest in the morning?

Crocodile. Don’t talk to him before his coffee

Who cooks breakfast?

Neither really cooks but Doflamingo tries sometimes as a gesture

Who serves the other breakfast in bed?

Doflamingo does and Crocodile has questions like “how did you get into my house?” and “why were you cooking in my kitchen?”. Doflamingo just smiles and holds out the tray

Who suggests the skip work and stay home?

Doflamingo does. Crocodile asks why Doflamingo thinks he’d rather spend the day with him

Who falls asleep on top of the other?

Doflamingo does and Crocodile shoved him on the floor

Who always has to be touching the other?

Doflamingo keeps touching Crocodile. It’s honestly bordering on harassment now

Who stays up until 2 reading?

Crocodile. Doflamingo whines that Crocodile should put his book down and pay attention to him

Who kisses their partner while they're sleeping?

Doflamingo. Crocodile keeps telling him to stop because it’s creepy since when he went to sleep Doflamingo was not in his house

Who is most adventurous?

Definitely Doflamingo. He loves trying new things

Who is most protective?

Doflamingo. He will protect Crocodile or take down anyway he thinks may take Crocodile from him

Who cares too much?

Doflamingo cares way too much and Crocodile is like “please settle down”

Who is most competitive?

Probably Doffy

Who sings in the shower?

Doflamingo. He is loud and annoying about it on purpose too

Who is more likely to get naughty in inappropriate places?

Doflamingo. Crocodile wants him to quit trying to grab his thigh under the table at warlord meetings

Rate this ship: 6/10. Mostly because I just see it as Doflamingo to down bad for Crocodile and is basically harassing him and Crocodile is like “please leave me alone”

[speedystarshine]

Can you please write head canons about Matpat egos with a Reader who sleeps a lot, and when I mean a lot I mean like lot!

Who would be The one who Hold the reader while they sleep, Or be a little shit and Play loud music to annoy them

You don’t have to write it but I would appreciate it if you do! Have great day/night <3

Ofc!! Here you go! (Lmao I took out Mack because I realized poor guy would basically be doing your job- that would be kinda funny tho like imagine going to sleep on the ship beside him and waking up to entire colonization and you're in a cage 💀)

Characters: Matpat, Madpat, The Detective, The Hermit, Warfpat.

Matpat

Kinda sad he can't really hang out with you that much when you're asleep, so he definitely makes moments counts when you wake up!

One of the one's to hold reader while you're asleep. Y'know that universal feeling where you have a cat on you and won't move even if it hurts because there's a cat on you- Very much like that.

He takes pictures, beware because he has blackmail on you lmao-

Honestly sometimes he uses you as a mini table and just edits and even sometimes record whole-ass videos on top of you 😭

Madpat

Another ones to hold you, but like.... stiff.

He doesn't move the entire time. Bro is sat snkadfkj

Sometimes if he has stuff to do (Read: people to murder) he just kinda flings you on his back and goes off to do whatever

Eventually puts you in a bed because he feels bad, especially if he finds you asleep like on top of the fridge or some random shit 😭

Listen to me he had to sleep on a desk chair for five miserable nights he knows damn well you're gonna be sore when you wake up 💀

The Detective

Honestly how he would react depends on whether your on the team or part of the place but would still kinda be the same

If you're a part of wherever the team is he's kinda sad he doesn't get to see you that much-

If you're on the team though, he is desperately trying to fight so you don't get voted out snjasj-

He is weak as hell. Mans isn't strong enough to carry you every where so most of the time makes sure you fall asleep in the safe spot.

The Hermit

Honestly just leaves you to do your thing 💀

Unlike The Detective, he is way too strong, so he'd probably end up throwing you around like a sack of potatoes and possibly accidentally off a cliff

If you guys are indoors he's slightly more relaxed but still on guard, since everything is new to him no matter how much you tell him its safe-

If you guys are outdoors though, he feels so bad about leaving you in case anything comes back before he does so he tries to make sure your awake when he leaves. <3 You're asleep when he comes back tho

Warfpat

He is a complete ass whether he realizes it or not 😭 I have a hc that no matter where he goes, goofy ass jazzy music follows him, so good luck

He makes lizard noises in your ear to test how deep of a sleeper you are snsnskfds

I'm sorry he loves you but he has. So much fun with you 😭

Probably interviews you and asks about your day and stuff and then pans to your chair which is empty because you fell of it in your sleep

He loves you but your lowkey going to have to get a restraining order if you want even a smidge of sleep around him</3

[kemendin]

Contentment

What can I say, I woke up today and chose snuggles. Small sequel scene to my fic ‘Cover Your Crystal Eyes’.

Jedi Knight x Lord Scourge Words: 925

The first morning he wakes up next to Scourge, Cas turns a look over his shoulder, and smiles.

They must have shifted positions during the night. He remembers being settled on top of Scourge, drifting off with his head tucked beneath the other’s chin, feeling the slow swell and fall of the Sith’s broad chest beneath his cheek.

Now Scourge is a bulwark of warmth against his back, his body not so much moulded to Caspian’s as Cas is to him. One weighty arm is wrapped easily around the Jedi, his scarlet hand spread over the dark skin of Cas’ abdomen, where he can feel the steady rhythm of his partner’s breathing against his palm.

Cas studies the Sith fondly for another moment, soaking in the view, before passing an idle glance around the cabin of his ship. Early sunlight is threading itself through the narrow windows, melding with the muted glow of the gold-lit panels that border the walls and floor. With the Seeker at rest in its glade behind the Alliance base, and no other occupants aboard, the entire ship is so quiet, so calm, and the Commander is basking in it.

Sighing happily, Cas shifts himself closer against Scourge, sinking deeper into the Sith’s heavy embrace. Sleep is still dragging at his eyes and his brain, and the temptation to succumb to it again is undeniable. But there’s something to be said for savouring this as well, this liminal place between consciousness and slumber, where his entire existence has been reduced to the softness of sheets and the warmth of unyielding muscles now relaxed against him in repose.

A tiny smirk pulls at the Jedi’s lips. The irony of the situation has not escaped him; that for all the Jedi Order’s talk of finding serenity, and clarity, and peace, Cas has at last found all of this here: in the powerful, protective arms of a Sith.

Absently he seeks out Scourge’s hand with his own, weaves his fingers into the empty spaces between the Sith’s stronger digits. To his surprise he feels a slight squeeze in response, and then a tickle of breath across his ear.

“Awake so soon, Jedi?” Scourge’s voice is a thick hum that Cas can almost feel upon his skin.

Caspian rolls back against Scourge, turning his head around to regard him. The sight of the Sith’s half-lidded yet still-bright gaze causes his smile to broaden into a lopsided grin.

“I wasn’t sure you’d still be here,” he admits.

“I promised I would be,” replies Scourge. There’s a light rebuke in the tilt of his browstalks. “And I keep my promises.”

“Well, in that case - good morning, Scourge,” Cas says, more brightly. He cranes his head farther to deposit a blithe kiss on the nearest of the Sith’s chin tendrils.

“Good morning, Jedi,” returns Scourge, before nuzzling his face into Caspian’s silver hair and inhaling deeply.

Cas laughs a little. “Does my hair smell that good?” he teases.

Scourge considers. “It smells - like you,” he answers after a moment, slightly muffled, and Cas chuckles again. He understands that this is as good as a ‘yes’. 

Raising his head again, Scourge lets out a low groan of satisfaction and tightens his hold around the Jedi. “You are a very sound sleeper, Caspian,” he goes on. “I was beginning to wonder if you would ever wake up.”

Cas makes a wry expression at this. “I’m not, usually. But this….” He exhales a similarly contented sound, and tilts his head back, and smiles again when he feels Scourge meet the crown of his head with a kiss. “This was the best I’ve slept in… years. No tossing and turning, no waking up in the middle of the night. No awful dreams.”

Scourge hums deeply again. “I have not felt this well-rested for as long as I can remember,” he agrees. “Being bound by the Emperor’s ritual, I was not disturbed by dreams - but sleep was always hollow and unsatisfying. And the return of my emotions only made me more restless.”

With some effort, Cas manages to squirm onto his back while remaining cradled against his partner. He reaches up and brushes his thumb across Scourge’s lips, and the Sith’s mouth quirks beneath his touch.

“Ssshhh,” the Jedi scolds him, still smiling. “Don’t talk about all that, you’ll ruin the moment.” His forefinger strokes along the other’s ridged cheek. “None of that matters right now, remember? It’s just us, here, together.”

He stretches up to catch Scourge’s mouth in a full, tender kiss - only to have this blissful sentiment rudely interrupted by the sound of the ship’s hatch opening. A moment later the familiar trill of an astromech droid burbles from the central deck.

Scourge lifts a browstalk, pushing himself up on one elbow and glancing towards the door, even as Cas falls back with a disappointed groan.

“Just us - and the droid,” the Sith corrects drily. “I suggest you relay to him that there is no more room in the bed, before he starts getting ideas.”

A whir of servos approaches the cabin door. [T7 = bringing breakfast for Jedi + Sith!] comes the proudly beeped announcement.

Cas lets out a loud sigh, and looks up at Scourge. “What d’you think?” he asks ruefully. “Should we let him in?”

Several light thuds vibrate from just outside - like an astromech droid is running repeatedly into the door.

“I think,” says Scourge matter-of-factly, now speaking over the distinctive sound of a lock being overridden, “that we are being given very little choice in the matter.”

[mad-c1oud]

hey there dawg ✌ so I just wanna say, after reading ch9 part 1, that my favorite shipping dynamic has ALWAYS been hot sleeper x cold sleeper. because- no back off- you don't understand what it does to me!!!! bro!!!! hot warming up cold, and vice versa?! not to mention, PERFECT for their characters. charlie, alone, and always has been. never really had somebody to hold his hands when they start shaking, no one to kiss his cheeks when they turn too rosy. and the étoiles, who thinks too hard, always analyzing the possible outcomes of every scenario. sometimes he works himself too hard and there's no one to help his brain cool down. THEY FIT! THEYRE PERFECT! ITS LITERALLY MAKING ME INSANE AAAAAAAAA

YOU!!!!! YOU SEE MY VISION!!!!!!!!!

Charlie has always been a cold fella in my mind bc slime and when I started fleshing out Étoiles for immi, I was sorely tempted to have him be “cool as a cucumber” solely for the pun and even as a veggie, they run pretty cool ya know? But when integrating the star aspect of his character, it was a lost more fun to have him running hot like stars do

Plus the play into their characters traits and everything? Just felt right

(now I need to write them snuggling more...)

[saburaito]

♡

Send me a ♡ plus a ship and I'll tell you... ( exlusively for @shishigirls ) / NOT ACCEPTING.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃?

CHIASA was the one who pressured for a solid relationship first, however, SABU wasn't opposed to the idea of it. it was her letters while he was in jail that had originally set them up for the idea of a romantic relationship; though, SABU wanted to wait until they met officially & his sentence was seen through.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝙺𝙸𝚂𝚂?

SABU was the one who went in for the first kiss, though surprisingly CHIASA was up for it. it was not until their second date that this occurred. CHIASA had known about his facial deformity from his mugshots prior, so SABU was less hesitant to show his full face to her.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚂?

CHIASA is the one who comes up with the nicknames. SABU is more inclined to call her things like: my girl, baby, etc.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙲𝙾𝙾𝙺𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙰𝙻𝚂?

NEITHER, both of them are bad cooks.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙲?

BOTH WILL SAY IT'S THEMSELVES, because they have such varying taste in music. though, SABU usually gives in & lets CHIASA have the controls over the music in long car rides.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙾𝙶𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙳?

CHIASA, she is the one who takes up most of the bed, despite being the smaller frame. SABU sleeps like a corpse & takes up very minimal space when he sleeps.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃?

CHIASA, because SABU is prone to sleeping late hours with his work schedule; though, both of them are rather late sleepers.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙵𝙵𝙴𝙴?

SABU, he doesn't make it for both of them though, because CHIASA only has a taste for sweet things; she dislikes the bitter coffee that he drinks in the morning.

𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙸𝙶 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙾𝙽?

SABU, he is the larger of the two & prefers it for comfort reasons.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃?

SABU, he often works late hours & is up much later than CHIASA can manage. he will be in his office before he can properly wish CHIASA a good night; though, he will always join her in bed when his work is finished.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳?

CHIASA REACHES FOR SABU'S HAND, he doesn't mind hand holding, though he is often not the one to initiate it. whereas CHIASA would prefer to hold hands at all times.

𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝙰 𝙵𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝙵 𝙿𝙳𝙰?

CHIASA, she is the one who initiates all PDA. SABU isn't opposed to it, but he does not do it intentionally; he will simply go along with CHIASA'S WISHES.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚂𝙽𝙾𝚁𝙴𝚂?

SABU might have a light snore, because of the medication & years of smoking; but nothing too noisy.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙶𝙴𝚃𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙾𝚈𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙻𝚈?

SABU, he is not good at concealing his irritation with people; though, he has gotten better at it in his old age.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝚇?

SABU, he is rather strict on his schedule for things & takes into account when he would like to have sexual intercourse as well. being interested in BDSM, he knows when he would have the time to do the things that he wants to do.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙶𝙴?

SABU, he prefers to be the one in control of the relationship & would like to decide when they get married.

𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴'𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚁𝚈 𝙾𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂:

MEETING HER AFTER HIS JAIL SENTANCE, he didn't expect to have anyone after going to jail. anticipating losing some of his infamy; but instead he gained a woman who is fiercely loyal to him as well. SABU is very big on loyalty & devotion, which CHIASA delivers.

𝙰 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝚁𝙴𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂:

not meeting her sooner, he wishes that he knew of her before he had made so many mistakes with other women. trying to find a balance between his life & romance. it's always difficult to manage keeping things a secret, while still being open with someone.

𝙸𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶:

CHIASA'S PATIENCE LEVEL, while he loves her; she does not have a high level of patience when it comes to not receiving attention.

𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴:

WORDS OF AFFIRMATION.

[ishgard]

Tag ppl you want to get to know better

Tagged by @myreia - thank you!!!

LAST SONG: so I meant to go to my history to figure out what it was but forgot and by the time I did it changed so uh, haha 'Hozier - 'Francesca'

CURRENTLY WATCHING: Sousou no Frieren, Dungeon Meshi

THREE SHIPS: Ohboyokay let's see. Obviously I have a ton, but three.

Mana & Belial: These two are everything to me. This is me and the besties pandemic ship, we started text RPing with them while I was up north in 2019 and then everything spiraled. They were originally GBF characters but they've jumped to so many different universes and become full blown OCs by this point. They're enemies-to-lovers, they're 'I'll find you in every life time', they're unapologetically horny, they give me so much joy and happiness I could vomit rainbows.

Ahru & Deryk: This is probably pretty obvious if you've been following me at all. Ahru has a lot of ships I could ramble about for an age but this is the one I'm rotating in my brain 24/7 these days. I love how they fit together, I love how they get to experience the world all fresh and new, free of their burdens, together. aughghghg anyway. (Holds up boombox blasting 'Francesca' by Hozier)

Ahru & Arshadaya: This is like, my sleeper ship. Like Thanahru it's kinda present in every Ahru verse, but more. They're platonic, they're romantic, they're inextricably linked in ways that should be concerning and even questionable but it works for them. Arsh wanted to meld with Ahru's soul ('to save Nyx') before he inevitably accepted her as herself instead of 'Azem's Shard' and swore that same loyalty and devotion to her that he did Nyx. To the extent that when she got chopped up by the Servants of Light he sacrificed a good portion of himself to restore her, only adding to the 'inextricably linked in concerning questionable ways'. As a result he's in like a magical coma that could last gods knows how long but he maintains a link with Ahru continuing to protect and watch over her even now. They've basically fused into one being but he sleeps on the sidelines because her happiness and continued existence is the most important thing to him. :''')

FAVORITE COLOR: Light Pinks, Red

CURRENTLY CONSUMING: Just had a brownie 😌

FIRST SHIP: Geez... I mean probably Sailor Moon/Tuxedo Mask. Hilariously I feel like I've been a self-shipper + ocxfandom shipper from a young age because I remember my little saiyan oc I shipped with Trunks way back when. 🤣

PLACE OF BIRTH: USA

CURRENT LOCATION: Nope. 😘 (Seconded)

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single

LAST MOVIE: Geez I can't remember... I honestly have such a hard time watching movies. I watched a few parts of 'When Harry Met Sally' when mom had it on T.V. a few days ago???

CURRENTLY WORKING ON:

I Will Share Your Road - Ahru x Deryk screens set about their journey around Eorzea post-Myths of the Realm

The Road Ahead - tentative name for a fic of the same scenario above. Mostly a lot of all over the place drabbles at the moment.

Miqomarch X'D I'm trying to get ahead a bit for when I'm away on vacation.

[name pending] original work about faeries and shit, inspired by the Elfhame series by Holly Black. Has been put grievously on the back burner because of XIV brainworms.

Tagging: @icehearts, @eorzeanflowers, @uldahstreetrat, @twelveswood (i know you but i'm tagging you anyway teehee) - no pressure though and if you've already done it please ignore me 😂

[drakedoo]

Grave robber head canons

He is gender fluid pansexual(yeah ,screw you Terrance,I’m making  your self insert character a part of the LGBTQA+)

Him and Amber are officially dating (screw Grilo shippers, y’all be nasty🤮)

After Nathan and Mags dies, Graves takes Shilo in under his wing and becomes her guardian and moves into the Wallace house and they form a sibling type bond

He LOOOOVES rats and will bring them into the house all the time

Has a pet one named Finley

But he’s absolutely TERRIFIED of bugs.

Shilo takes advantage of that and Will try to freak him out anytime she can with her bugs

No joke this girl ,while they were outside, and he was collecting Zydrate in a graveyard, picks up a massive spider and says “Graves, look what I got”

He turns around and screams as high as his naturally low voice can go and jumps on top of a tombstone with absolute terror on his face. Of course Shi find it absolutely hilarious that he screams so high, he’s screaming to put it down and stop messing around. 

“ you can work with dead people but you’re terrified of bugs?!  you’re kidding right?😀”

“KID, I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DON’T PUT IT DOWN RIGHT NOW!”

Or he could be in the kitchen making food, and all the sudden a massive spider or beetle, or centipede crawls on the floor near him and he screams in pure terror and jumps on top of the cabinets or the fridge

He’s a heavy sleeper and nothing wakes him up once he’s knocked out.

SNORES SO LOUD(I saw this head canon from another Tumblr post but I don’t remember who😅)

Has the nastiest hair mats and it irks Amber so much

Amber could just cutely be playing with his hair and all of a sudden her fingers get stuck

“ have you never heard of a brush?!”

“ too much work to brush it”

Amber basically hold him down and brushes every single mat,knot,and tangle,out of his hair and even braids it

Likes to have his nails painted

They could just a simple black polish, to nail polish matching the current hair highlights he has

But he constantly has to redo it because they get chipped often

Expresses his gender identity and sexuality through his hair

Like one day he comes home ,goes to the bathroom with a bag full of hair dye and comes out with pansexual or gender fluid colors in his hair(actually I think that would look really good can someone please do that🥹)

is a tall person even without his boots on

he’s maybe 5’11 without his boots on and 6’0-6’1 With his boots on

Even after repo men are no longer around and genecops aren’t searching for grave robbers anymore(I believe that when Amber takes over that she makes a new policy where there’s no more Organ repossession and that Grave robbing is legal) he still yells graves at the top of his lungs in a graveyard just for the hell of it

Sometimes Shilo wakes up in the middle of the night from night terrors, and he runs in the room and hold her close to soothe her,and he softly hums or sings a tune to calm her down and Soothe her back to sleep(I mean this in a sibling/platonic way! Not a ship/romantic way! I’m trying to make that very clear that I do not ship these two!)

When Shilo’s hair starts growing back her hair starts looking like a Q-tip, so that’s exactly what he calls her

“ what are you up to,Q-tip ”

“ so my nickname went from kid to Q-tip?”

“ you look like a Q-tip😁”

Him and Shilo always have playful sibling banters, or will just argue over the stupidest stuff

“ so you think the earth is flat? Graves are you an idiot”

“Well on old maps it’s flat sooooo🤷‍♀️”

Likes to get in peoples face for absolutely no reason, just to try to start shit

Amber could be doing work in her office and all of a sudden he gets in her face

“ Babe what the fuck are you doing“

*stares in silence still in her face*

Amber gets absolutely pissed and he start laughing. 

So yeah that’s all I could think of for now and let me know if you want me to do another fandom or even other repo characters

Update: oh wow I was not expecting so many people to like these especially since this was just me writing as they went along. But I really appreciate it and it’s really cool to see that repo! Tumblr is still alive❤️🥲