#while everyones alseep...

[littleeyesofpallas]

Oh man these were so much nicer to do than a giant roster like the others... It felt almost too easy? too smooth? a few key decisions and the rest just kind fall into place on their own... although these do all feel a little flatter somehow. it might be the lack of weird powers.

cut because im too lazy and impatient to chop this into three separate posts but leaving them all together like this makes this shit nearly as long as the sternritter post...

So for starters I just didn't know what else would possibly work other than making Ginjo the Ichigo, substitute shinigami. it's too obvious, and frankly it felt like trying to mis either of them with anyone else would've left the obious protag energy too overwhelming of anyone else's contributions to the fusion...

but in light of the obvious protag I wanted to actively avoid the super on the nose choices for the rest of these. Notably I did not want token girls together,(sorry but no Riruka/Orihime personality swap happening here...) I opted for Riruka fulfilling the Uryuu role in the new hero party. A little snooty, a little colder, but still a bit of a smart aleck and a brat I felt made for a compelling rival. I felt like Riruka's signature toxic possessiveness had interesting potential mixing with Uryuu's Quincy pride and chivalry.. although that might just make her a femcel... I didn't actually think about if I wanted her to explicitly retain Uryuu's whole like, character arc, and affiliation with my shinigami-turned-sternritter...

I didn't go into this with a hard plan for Chad really, but once a few others had sorta fallen into place I thought it would be interesting to combine Yukio and Yasutora on the basis that they're both only half Japanese. Chad's experience being discriminated against falls back on him being big enough to defend himself, so i thought why not have a more petite half-mexican kid who, rather than being more obviously able to fight back, becomes more sullen and withdrawn a a result. It gives Yukio's sulking a little more valid weight behind it if there's a overt racism at the root of it, and frankly they're both already kind of quiet and keep to themselves. not to mention the hair in their eyes. appropriately his fullbring always felt like it reflected his hollow-like dysfunction, next to maybe Riruka's, so making him the demi hollow-powered member of the team, even if it still turns out to be fullbring, is a neat parallel.

Okay okay so Jackie and Tatsuki is a little boring. Superficially it's just two tough dirty fight girls getting the mash up. actually i guess that's it... There's a little more going on when Tatsuki's more of the spotlight in her other fusion, but in this case it's really just Jackie with more of an implicit martial arts focus. I also sort of assume her biker thing translates into more of a bosozoku highschool gang punk sort deal in this situation.

okay so hear me out... I know he's bottom rung here both narratively and powers-wise, but I've always been so enamored with the weirdness of Mizuiro that I just like keeping him around. In this case his weird secret pervert thing felt like it gelled well with Giriko's never addressed riding crop. And unlike Giriko, loosing his cool the moment he's in a real fight, I like the idea of applying Mizuiro's nonchalant over preparedness to Giriko's stiff and punctual demeanor. I have no idea what to do with the aesthetics of this fusion though because Giriko should probably be the base of the model, however many changes I make, but he's so specificaly designed to be an older guy that I just can't imagine how that jives with him as a karakura high student....

Yes I made Tsukishima the love interest... The one with the history. The one with the life debt and weird unspoken fixation for most of their relationship. Also the reality un/rewriter of the team. I have no idea what that means for, like, Sora under these circumstances...

And then Shishigawara as the dopey bff. I mean he basically already was that to Tsukishima, but now he can be that for Ichgio-ized Ginjo. And unlike Keigo he can fight. Funny enough i feel like he should be childhood friends with Jackie/Tatsuki rather than with Giriko/Mizuiro.

and I opted not to use Aura afterall just because I don't really like her or the LN in the first place. I had put her in the roster to even out some of the numbers, but once I realized she was just going to be the Kon of the team by process of elimination I figured we can just do without either of them for this little gang.

So obviously the reflex here would've been to turn Ichigo into the Shinji of the team, but I reject that.

For one I'm making Chad team leader here as the casual even in the face of dire odds, and very into his music on the side type. And take his whole left arm vs right arm thing and turn it into a kind of ambidextrous reversal theme sort of like sakanade. (I don't know that Im really taking anyone's actual zanpakutou into consideration here. In my mind the best part of the Visored was always those early chapters where as far as we knew they just had masks and no clear indication of a shikai, let alone bankai.)

And speaking of those early days of the Visored being interesting and mysterious there was a very clear parallel drawn between Ichigo and Hiyori that we never got to see elaborated on. So I say make Ichigo into a little rowdy, bratty, menace but with his core dysfunction of needing to protect everyone still intact.

I think maybe Uryuu and Hacchi are a little too similar as rather stoic expert craftsmen in their respective spirit construct skills, but I rather like applying Hacchi softer and slower demeanor to Uryuu's cool pretty boy routine. Hacchi's supposed non-combatant status also has some fun synergy with Uryuu's pride and chivalry and his consistent refusal to actually kill his opponents but instead seal their vital points and well of spirit power.

Orihime and Love I'll be honest came about largly because of process of elimination, but I do like that they're both a little silly and carefree, although in Orihime's case there's that obnoxious feminine demureness to it, where as Love is just kind of a slob. But I liked the idea of a more slovenly weird girl just chillin and doing her thing regardless of what other people think of her.

And as her bff is still Tatsuki but I wanted to take Rose's Takarazuka revie derived European prettyboy aesthetic and rework it into a princely otokoyaku shtick. I dunno about the music part so much but I guess it could retain some takazaruka sorta vaudevillian musical theatre vibes if it had to.

I know Keigo doesn't really have enough of an M.O. to work with beyond goofball, pervert, and just kinda innate "sidekick" energy but I felt like he could stand to take one some of Mashiro's childish delusional superhero gimmick. A guy who earnestly believes himself the protagonist of his own story, that may or may not be more harem anime than tokusatsu show.

And sort of hand in hand with that, his friendship with Mizuiro lending to Mizuiro taking on Risa's weird snippy pervert shtick. Still kinda quiet and keeps to them self but always prepared even under unusual circumstances.

And finally Kon inheriting soul of Kensei... Kind of just the last things left at the bottom of the bag, but I have to admit I don't dislike the gruff and hot-blooded brawler role being filled by the weird

Sadly I don't really know how to translate their existing powers into something kind of themed mask gimmick. Also i realized only as i was getting to the end of this set that i probably should have swapped a few of the human world team options around since that was one of the bigger pools, sort of like how i used different shinigami for the espada-into-captains than i did the gotei-into-sternritter... but by then i was too lazy to go back and do it again...

Again there was an all too obvious answer for a lot of these and instead I tried to dodge those to come up with something a little different.. For one, the obvious mix would've been Shinji as Ginjo but instead I went with...

Mashiro as the shady team leader playing pretend at being the hero. As a goofy meta nod, giver her the Fullbring ASTERISK. Although my second choice was Number One. (I'll be real I don't have the brain power to come up with specifically album themed powers that both fit the character and the song and the general bleach power scale right now... i know its antclimactic but ust let me skip these... =___=)

Hirako as the Riruka I like the idea of taking his being really annoying and her toxic romance thing and Hirako's bankai's ability to reverse alignment and morality. Fullbring, MY FUNNY VALENTINE. But for a hot second I considered Billie Holiday's legendary Strange Fruits, but that felt a little inappropriate; the song's a little too serious for frivolous jojo'ing.

Hiyori as the Giriko of the gang was a weird choice i'll admit. but i liked the idea of her kinda hickish character type mixing with Giriko's tender thing. Along with the kind of uncanny red tracksuit thing it shares with Gokusen's protag, I couldn't help but think of old yakuza films and, naturally, overwrought enka ballads. So i went with Makkana Taiyou[真赤な太陽] because it's also got the English localized title, RED HOT SUN. Although I considered Kawa no Nagare no you ni, considering it was famously her last song, but it felt like too much of a mouthful.

Kind of a shallow one, but taking Hacchi's quiet demeanor and making him a gamer just seemed like a very doable mix. I like the idea of taking his barrier tech and translating it into more of a computer thing. As a dumb joke I immediately leapt to the song Hey Kid I'm A Computer Stop All The Downloading, which is obviously way too fucking long, but it landed me on the band's name, FEAR BEFORE (THE MARCH OF FLAMES).

Zero hesitation, the two biker themed characters and the Fullbring is EZY RYDER.

Spanish music? Classical Music(and loosely french)? Clearly foreign to Japan. Handsome. Wavy hair. They both play guitar. OISEAU REBELLE which I shortened from L'amour est un oiseau rebelle, becauset felt like a bit to much. It's the iconic habanera song from the opera, Carmen. The full title translates to "Love is a rebellious bird" so that just makes the Fullbring "REBELLIOUS BIRD."

Both the bookish type, but one distinctly more pretentious than the other. Giving Risa anything akin to self insert powers given what she reads feels dangerous.... TRAUMAZINE felt a little too modern, but then Riruka's Dollhouse was named after the Priscilla Renea album and that was super recent at the time he did that. So yeah, I went with a Megan Thee Stallion album.

and then a mix of Love's kind of 80s hiphop and Moe's just kinda modern japanese delinquent seemed... i dunno, a little cliche, but fine. I went with the song PANIC ZONE from the N.W.A. and The Posse album just because Love gave NWA vibes and it was a cool title in the context of like jojo stand type powers. I was really tempted to go with a Wu Tang Clan album or something but somehow nothing quite had the right vibe.

(insanely irksome that the visored are the only ones that don't have something that can pass as like a logo or icon...)

This is such a weird bit... so i did this little triangle rotation of swaps for the most obvious big big three factions in Bleach... but then there begs the question of what do i do with the little mini factions? The Karakura locals of varying levels of spiritual awareness and combat capability... the Fullbringers... the Visored... The karakura kids feel like they barely even qualify, else they're just an even smaller faction than anyone else by far.... Do I count the Urahara shop and coconspirators like the dads as a separate faction?? But Urahara and Yoruichi already used as part of the shinigami factions before so do i nix them when i count people? And what if i roll them and the kids into one big team together? And what exactly do I even do with Ichigo? Should he be exempt from this whole thing because he's just kind of a universal constant? he's literally part of nearly every faction already especially the mini ones. and what do i do with chad... move him to fullbringers in place of aura? does he get to be in there twice?

And like my instinct is to rotate them in order of appearance, so the heroes, the visored, the fullbringers. But technically that's not how i did the major factions, i did those in reverse order, from 2nd faction(arrancar) into 1st(gotei), and then 3rd to 2nd(sternritter to arrancar), and 1st back to 3rd(gotei to Sternritter). So then do i mirror that with the minor factions instead? but of course therea re no actual rules to this, it's just whatever my brain decides feels right/wrong so like what the hell am i quibbling about??

#things that absolutely do not remotely begin to matter to literally anyone but myself... I've just got this terminal brainrot for smashing things togher like little playdoh monsters. i feel like thiswould feel less ridiculous if i acrtually did some ind of fanart to like anchor it to some kind of meaningful reality, rather than just vague muttering/gibbering about loose concepts floating around in my head

[honestmouse20]

I feel like most people would be like ohh it's only 2 weeks, how can you not handle ac for jsut 2 weeks. And my response is, well you see one it's Upper 90's where i live and super humid. two my building is super bad at letting heat go. in the winter it's great cause yk i don't have to turn on the heat really. unless it gets below like 45 inside i keep it off. and three i get so overstimulated by heat that i have meltdowns. especially rn where im sick and exhausted and i just wanna sleep. ive already freaked out about this for like an hour now. but mostly, it jsut fucking sucks. i hate being too hot and all this does is make me want to cry.

but it's fine. lowe's opens at 6am. imma be the first person in there cause fuck it lol

im gonna ask about returning the window unit when im done (cause i leave on the 1st) but if not im still gonna buy the unit.

[petrodragonicapocalypse]

am i crazy or does ambrose's singing voice sometimes sound inexplicably similar to alexturner arcticmonkeys

[heirofshadowsingers]

Wanna be yours

pairing: azriel x reader

summary: When you fall alseep on his shoulder, Azriel does not know what to do, and everyone are being so damn loud

word count: 2.2K

warnings: this is pure fluff and azzie being utterly smitten and fussing shadows

a/n: hiii! this is the first fanfic i've written for acotar, i've fallen down the rabbit hole lately and made this blog. and i just had this idea and had to write it, thought i might as well post it. hopefully someone will enjoy it<3

Azriel thought he had learned how to master his cool mask. Beyond everything he had experienced as The Night Court’s spymaster, nothing had tested him more than his family – a bunch of busybodies who drove him insane most of the time. He had played the role of chaperone between Cassian and Nesta, had been the one to drag Cassian’s ass out of The Summer Court when he wrecked that building and, for the third year in a row now, he had to re-decorate after Cassian and Feyre decorated the living room drunk.

Actually, the more Azriel thought about it, Cassian was usually the one who tested his control and threatened to ruin his cool composure. 

And yet, despite years of practice, he forgot how to breathe when your head fell onto his shoulder. He had to force himself to remain nonchalant as your luscious scent overtook his senses. The river house was still loud and full of life, and the rowdy Winter Solstice party had not yet reached its peak. It was long past midnight and his family showed no signs of slowing down. The faelights above cast a golden light over their drunk faces as Mor continued to pour wine into all their glasses, declaring, “No one is allowed to go to bed until dawn!” 

Which was why, an hour ago, Azriel had found himself slipping away to the couch in the corner of the room. Varian had joined him shortly after, the two of them chatting quietly while watching everyone else continue their quest to get as drunk as possible. Azriel didn’t know if it had been wishful thinking, or just pure naivety, that had made him believe Winter Solstice would be calmer after Nyx was born, but he had been wrong. After Feyre and Rhys had put him to bed earlier -- Rhys had been the one to pull out the fancy bottles. 

While it warmed him to know that nothing had really changed, that his family was still the same after everything they had been through, Azriel was also the same; he still preferred to wake up the next day and remember what had happened the night before. 

Although, he doubted he would ever be able to forget anything that involved you. You had joined him and Varian in the corner a while ago, stumbling and falling next to him on the couch in a drunken mess. His shadows danced around you as you giggled to yourself, and Azriel thought that the sound of your laughter was the best Solstice gift he had ever received. 

The knitted gloves you had made and given to him earlier were a close second. 

“So your hands won’t get so dry from the cold,” you had told him shyly, your cheeks flushed, and his heart had nearly burst out of his chest. Two days prior you had spotted him coating his hands in a thick layer of the salve Madja made for him, his scarred skin tended to get tight and uncomfortable, and even worse so when the temperatures dropped and the air became crisp and dry. 

He most likely would not get the chance to wear them very often, the soft silky yarn was not made to withstand any fighting or training, and he could not bear the thought of ever losing or ruining them.

But it had still not stopped him from blushing as he opened the gift -- Cauldron, he blushed just thinking about them. The image of you rushing home and knitting him a pair of gloves after he told you how dry his hands became during winter... yeah, Azriel would never forget anything when it came to you.   

And when you sat so close, your body pressing tightly up against his, warm and inviting, there was just no way to overlook the emotions that sparked in his chest. Your words were slurred as you talked about an elderly female you had met at the market earlier that day.

Though, it did not matter that the story you were drunkenly telling him was so ridiculously incoherent, your soft voice still enthralled him. Because if you wanted to talk to him, well, he would listen to whatever you had to say. Always. 

But when your voice had faltered and your head fell to his shoulder, Azriel did not know what to do.

Varian was quick to join the others again when he noticed you leaning on him, leaving him alone with you in the corner. Despite Cassian’s and Rhys’s loud voices booming through the room, arguing about something that had happened during the snowball fight that morning, you had fallen asleep right there on his shoulder. Your lips set in a small pout and your dark lashes resting delicately against your cheeks. 

Azriel could not move, could still not breathe, in fear of waking you. A single shadow brushed against your cheek, soothing and gentle, and you let out a content sigh. It took everything not to wrap his arms and wings around you and winnow away; the urge to tuck you in under a heap of blankets and hold your body close overwhelmed him. 

And you were not even doing anything more than leaning on his shoulder. But it was all it took for Azriel to lose his cool completely. 

‘So beautiful’ his shadows whispered around him. It had been a year since you had first walked into the training ring, into his life, and the shadows had not stopped whispering about your beauty since. 

As you had introduced yourself as the new healer, employed specifically to help Madja with the Valkyries and their injuries from training, Azriel had struggled to restrain the shadows. He had never felt them be so curious before, swirling eagerly around him before darting off toward you. He had managed to call them back just before they reached you, but they had still caught your attention, and when he tried to apologize -- you had ignored him. 

Instead, you had focused on the fresh wound on his chest and scolded him for not having it looked at. He had been too stunned to say or do anything else. 

But the shadows had not lied; you were the most beautiful female he had ever seen. Your hair flowed around you in effortless waves, eyes shining with compassion, and you had not looked at him in fear or reluctance like most did. No, you had reprimanded him and forced him to sit down while you tended to his wound. 

You had owned his heart from that very first day, even if he had not told you that yet. 

“Feyre, look!” Cassian’s voice made him snap back into reality. “There’s your new painting!” Azriel glanced up only to discover that his family had turned their attention to the corner, looking at him and you with knowing smirks.

“Ohh yeah, I can see it,” Nesta mused and bit the inside of her cheek to stop the grin on her face from growing. “'The love-sick Spymaster and his dreamy Angel.'” 

Feyre could not stop her giggles even as she tried to end his suffering, “C’mon guys, don’t tease him. I think it’s sweet. They are taking things slow and at their own pace, leave them alone.” 

Azriel's face grew hotter, and yet, he remained as still as possible, afraid that any sudden movement would make you stir and wake up.

Though, he would have to agree; you were an angel. The kindest, most loving, and charmingly stubborn angel to exist in the world. In any world.  

“Sweet?” Amren rolled her eyes. “You need to grow a pair and tell her already, boy. We are all sick of watching you two dance around the fact that both of you want to devour each other whole. It’s nauseating.” 

Cassian let a loud howl thunder through the room but quickly smacked a hand over his mouth to stifle it as Azriel sent a icy glare in his direction. 

“Shut up,” he hissed, trying to keep his voice low. He let his gaze fall to you again, hoping the annoying chatter had not disturbed you. “You are going to wake her.” 

“I think you just proved our point, Azzie,” Cassian sniggered and shared a mischievous look with Rhysand, no doubt contriving more ways to get under his skin.

And the only response Azriel could think of was, “Shut up.” 

Thankfully, they seemed to take some pity on him as they returned to whatever conversation had kept them busy earlier.

Or perhaps, they noticed how his shadows had moved across the room, swirling along the walls in annoyance, ready to strike at any moment if anyone disturbed you. Azriel released a heavy sigh of exasperation, reminding himself that they were just a bunch of idiots and that he loved them dearly. 

“You know, your voice is far more comfortable to listen to than theirs,” you murmured suddenly, your voice full of sleep and still slightly slurred. Azriel couldn’t stop the shiver running down his spine, his shadows quickly drew themselves back and danced across your smooth skin, checking to see if you had been bothered or needed any assistance.

When he looked down your eyes were still closed, but a playful smile flickered across your face. 

Azriel’s mouth ran dry, “I’m sorry-- I tried to tell them.” 

“I know,” you told him and opened one eye to peek up at him, clearly amused. “I heard you.” You made no attempt to move away from him, and, for that reason, he did not attempt to move either. When you closed your eyes again he could’ve sworn you pressed yourself into his side a little bit closer and, Gods, had it always been so difficult to breathe? Azriel wasn’t sure anyone's presence had ever made him feel so utterly captivated. 

And, he just really, really, fucking adored you. 

Before he could think of a proper reply though, you spoke again, “We should do this more often. You make a good pillow.” 

When your lips twitched into a small smirk, Azriel knew you could hear how fast and hard his heart was beating, and his ears burned from his own awkwardness. So all he said was, “I think it’s time to get you to a real bed.” He shifted his body to get up, lifting his arm to wrap around you. “C’mon, I’ve got you,” he kept his voice low; only for you to hear. Your slender hand stopped him, pressing into his thigh dangerously high, forcing him to remain on the couch. 

“Noo,” you pouted. “Please don’t make me move yet... can’t we stay here like this for a couple more minutes?” It did not help his poor racing heart slow down. “...Or maybe even an hour?” 

And how could he deny you that when you looked at him with those beautiful eyes? How could he ever deny you anything? 

“Fine... here,” he mumbled and reached for an actual pillow, placing it in his lap. “At least lay down so you won’t strain your neck.” 

The smile that broke out over your face; it needed to be Feyre’s new painting. Perhaps he would have to let her into his head, let his High Lady see your joyful eyes and glowing face, to make sure your smile could be captured forever for everyone to see. 

As you settled down, your head now resting in his lap, Azriel could not help himself. He let his hand fall to your head, threading his fingers through your soft hair. His shadows settled on his shoulders, peering down at you as well, and he could not focus on anything else. The world could be on fire and he would not have been able to tear his eyes away from you. 

“Azzie, stop looking like that.” 

You glanced up at him again, brows knitted together in a small frown, and Azriel couldn’t stop himself from laughing, “Stop looking like what?” 

There was a moment of silence, the hollering of his family a distant background noise, as your eyes met his. The sparkle in his chest became more intense, impossible to control, and even as you tried to look annoyed with him, the smile twitching at the corner of your mouth gave you away. 

Eventually you huffed and curled into him a little more, “... you’re lucky you're so beautiful.” 

And as you pulled his hand away from your hair and laced your smaller fingers through his, Azriel knew there was no turning back -- knew that there was no one else. 

He raised your hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of it before whispering, “You are beautiful.” 

Azriel thought he had learned how to master his cool mask, but when a golden thread weaved itself between his soul and yours, Azriel realized he was more than willing to let his mask slip for you.

ps, english is not my native language, so if there was any spelling or grammar issues; sorry! Thank you for reading <3

[pr1nceandromeda]

Affini video compilation of terrans who talk and move in their sleep.

Affini who have conversations with their florets while they're asleep about how cute they are ♡

Affini who puts a tiny camera in their florets collar so we can all see from their perspective what happens when the floret sleepwalks. Floret thinks they're going to the store but really the Affini is using their vines as a sort of treadmil and they never leave their room.

Affini timelapse videos of terrans moving wildly in their sleep, some move their legs constantly and others roll around everywhere. video highlight is a terran trying to take his shirt off while asleep, getting stuck, whining about it, having his shirt taken off for him, then settling back down. he was alseep that whole time and remembered none of this happening.

Affini posting threads and threads and threads of pictures of disoriented terrans who just woke up. all gushing about their cute little faces and the noises they make when they stretch out.

Affini sharing surveilance videos of florets chilling in cuddle piles together when one of them yawns and slowly everyone else yawns at least once.

Florn where an Affini whispers in their sleeping florets ear the whole time. The floret is asleep, this is an ASMR video where you get to watch the floret get needy and cum in their sleep from dreaming about what their Affini is saying they'll do to them.

Affini who takes their sleeping florets out for walks in baby carriers and strollers, with a pretty blanket giving them shade over their face and everything. At first the carrier was deeply humiliating but tbh the thing is cozy as fuck and the gentle rocking is pretty soothing and their vines are holding you so securely in the carrier so who cares its fuckin nap nap time

[wcters]

CHRIS WITH A GIRLFRIEND WHO NAPS ALL THE TIME

pairing: christopher sturniolo x fem!reader

summary: chris with a girlfriend who is obsessed with naps/naps all the time

warnings/contents: none

author’s note: i love naps, my favourite thing !!!!!

- you love naps, you’re obsessed

- always down for one

- you can nap anytime, anywhere

- cars, planes, beds, couches, you name it

- you probably have an iron deficiency

- #hot girl shit

- you can and will fall asleep in the most uncomfortable positions and in any positions really: crisscross, curled up, head leaning on your knees, on your back, starfish, etc

- you could call yourself an expert 💅💅

- you look two ways when you’re sleeping: peaceful . . . or a victorian child dying on the plague

- that tiktok trend? that’s you, and you own it

- and chris had definitely posted you to that

- if not him, either nick or matt

- you also look like that polar bear waking from hibernation when you wake up

- or you went through a tornado

- dorothy from the wizard of oz who?

- so many pictures and clips of you alseep in the background of a video, tiktok, livestream, etc

- the triplets were filming a walk though of the tour bus and you’re just fast asleep in chris’s bunk wrapped in your blanket

- a lot of your friends bereals are you sleeping

- have a humidifier in your room at your house/apartment

- sleep with rain sounds on

- a shit ton of stuffed animals

- and that will be the same for chris’s bed

- they’ll take up most of the space on the bed and he will have a leg hanging off

- you refuse to take them off unless he begs

- you feel bad 😭😭 they’re you kids, you have to care for them

- spend a lot of money on stuffed animals, pillows, and blankets

- comfy fit 24/7

- uggs, sweatshirts, sweatpants, like a living and breathing fresh love ad

- everyone’s jealous

- chris loves you for it, but also dislikes it sometimes because it’s his clothes and he’ll want to wear them

- slippers 24/7

- naps with him!

- most cuddle sessions will end up as nap sessions

- or you alseep on top of him while chris is stuck sessions

- he says he hates it (he secretly loves it)

- a lot of the time even watching movies or hanging out will end up with you alseep in his lap because he likes to run his fingers through your hair (if it won’t mess it up and it’s not styled, scalp if he can) and your skin

- will carry you to bed

- you always wake up disoriented and covered in marks from the bedsheets pressing into you (signs of a good nap)

- you react to the word nap like a dog does to the word treat

- always excited for bed

- definition of snug as a bug in a rug

- you were an avid after school napper

- one of the only consistent things in your life

- you’re fighting a literal WAR between two and five pm to stay awake

- you fully expect (and deserve) a medal for staying awake 🏅🏅

- and you’re grumpy if you don’t have one. you were rude? you were acting like a bitch? didn’t have your nap.

- someone comments on how you sleep to much? immediately dislike

- like sis . . . what’s it to you?

- unless it’s a health concern, and even then, mouth. shut.

- if you’re sick, you’re napping/sleeping even more than you already do

- you’re the first one asleep at all nighters

- nick jokes that you might love sleeping more than you love chris

- . . . don’t tell him that.

- just kidding! . . .

- some of your favourite tiktoks are the ones where you get to choose where you’re sleeping

- you sleep talk sometimes (mostly gibberish) but not a lot, maybe like once or twice a month

- but you absolutely have had full on conversations with people and your answers make sense, and you will not remember them at all

- “hey, do you remember when i told you about that idea i had?” “no, when was this?” “last night.” “oh.”

- NAPS WITH TREVOR

- that dog lovesss you

- and loves taking naps with you

- will also nap with you in the car if you’re going on a road trip with chris and his family

- you love the feeling of his weight in your lap

- you’re a MENACE to wake up

- there have been times where chris just gives up and let’s you sleep if it’s not important because it’s taken him too long (he also gets lazy)

- a lot of the time it’s on their couch because you love their couch

- it’s so comfy, you’re favourite thing

- PISSED if you’re woken up by something stupid

- like one of the boys will make a loud noise and then they’ll all stand there like ‘oh shit’

- if you wake up and chris isn’t with you but he’s in the house, you’ll make a beeline to him and just hug him

- probably fall asleep in his arms standing up

[insaincat]

Dream AU! (Ena Dream BBQ)

The chain ends up in the Dream World with odd new bodies and find Legend and Wild missing. Sky, Twilight, and Time go to find Legend while the rest seek out Wild. They find what looks like Legend (sorta) selling wares. They insist to call them Ena. More info:

When Legend doesn't sleep, having his turn to keep watch, Ravio doesn't sleep either (not by choice). As soon as Legend does sleep, Ravio is able to sleep. This also happens when Legend wakes up. They're both one creature in the dream world so when one wakes, the other does as well. Additionally Lorulians can't access this dream world, Hilda and Ravio (and Yuga) being the outliers due to traveling to Hyrule (IK Hilda doesnt actually but lets pretend she does for the sake of this). It causes them to slowly go insane when not connected to another. It's why both Legend and his particular Zelda are Ena's in the dream world. Both Ravio and Hilda can't leave when asleep. They rely heavily on their counters. Ravio doesn't know he's not actually an Ena (when alseep) and everyone would rather keep it that way. Its not really sure why, but its presumed something bad will happen if he finds out (keyword being 'presumed', they dont actually know).

[pedge-page]

Himbo joel is definitely into humping

Call this bitch humpty dumpty because all he DOES is hump anything reader has when she's not home.

Warnings: humping, pillow humping, dry humping, public humping, cumming in pants, cum eating, mommy kink, typed out on my phone at lunch and not proof read one bit

18 + ONLY

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He loves curling up in her bed, sniffing her bedsheets and pillow case. The remnants of your scent sending rivers of arousal right down to his cock until its stiffening. Can't help but hump the matress as he inhales your smell.

The need is so strong that he pushes your one pillow between his knees, the other right in his face. Lying down on his stomach and smashing his nose into it as he start experimentally grinding down on the soft plushness. He groans with a laugh. You'll be mad, no doubt, but so long aa he can enjoy it, he'll just be sure to put it right back.

He keeps rocking his hips into the pillow, suffucating his thick length. It encompassed it perfectly. Just the right amount of pressure to make him grunt with each roll. He props himself on his knees a little higher and angles the pillow to bend taller. The position nudges his balls effortlessly. He whimpers face down into your sheets, his teeth tearing into the fabric with damp Saliva forming while he Bounces along the pad. "M-mommy," he whines, wafting the scent of your sweat and shampoo. He fucked you right here just a couple hours ago but he'd give anything to plunge his length into your soft sweet wet tight pussy right now.

Fuck, it's cruel you leave him like this. Mommy is so cruel sometimes and he doesn't always understand it. Maybe he should be bad, make you spend time with him (punish him) and remind him why he needs to be kept close at all times.

His jaw drops as he stills and starts cumming in his pants. Creamy white slick pours through his sweats and begins to seep into the soft once dry pillow below him. It feels so fucking good, making a mess just for you that he pushes his crotch further in and slowly rubs his cum into your pillow. Sticky and wet, Joel smears it all over like a giddy Painter who's satisfied with his art.  He knows he should clean up before you come home, but he can't bring himself to care. Instead, he keeps his softened cock messy cum covered pants and pillow tightly wedged against him and falls alseep wrapped up in your distant presence.

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When they are together, and he's too horny just looking at her and begging Mommy to take him home and let him have you, he pulls you close in a crowd and humps your legs or ass. Just enough that it looks like swaying. But the immediate relief he gets from the burning ache in his jeans does wonders to calm yet agitate his brain further.

"Stop it," you whisper warningly. Not even looking his way as you try to brush him off. But joel just takes your hand below and presses it against his Jean clad errection, grinding himself into your palm with a slutty sigh.

He likes brushing his cock against your jeans. The curve of your butt providing the perfect cavern to put his tented cock, rolling up and down on his heels or back and forth with little pats in each Crash.

"Cum in your pants and you're getting punished tonight, you threaten. He has to hide his smirk as he pushes himself fully against you and starts shivering, undoubtedly spilling his load right into his trousers with a raspy groan only for you to hear.

Hes so bad sometimes. He does it on purpose. You know it. He knows it. And he knows you won't do anything right now in public in front of others.

You grin and drag your pointer along his bulge, now slowly dampened with cum. He jitters from your touch, watching with parted lips and hazy eyes as you push your digit into your mouth and hum.

His mouth twitches, ans he can already feel his dick pulsing again with excitement, just thinking of the million ways you're going to make him suffer tonight for directly disobeying Mommy in front of everyone.

Anyway what yeah himbo!Joel likes humping and stuff.

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[casdeans-pie]

I cant express how much I love the exchange between Dean and Cas in the kitchen in 4x02

The dark deep shadows on Cas, the bright white light on Dean, the extreme closeups adding to the intimacy, everyone else is alseep - this is a private! moment! the prolonged intense eye contact, the way Dean snaps at him and looks shocked at his own attitude while Cas simply cannot look more intrigued and enthralled by Dean already

"Three days ago you thought there was no such thing as me"

Guys get a room

Special mention to when Cas says "read the bible" all sassy and moody and Dean's eyebrows shoot up like he's having a sexual awakening

[shegatsby]

Requests are open!

Hannibal Lecter Fanfictions!

Requests;

 Sweet Serial Killer    Taking Care of You   Shard of Blood  Thanksgiving Dinner

Honesty  Losing Him  Their Secret   Whisper of Evi  Polar Opposites

 Mistletoe  Hannibal x Will Request Oneshot; First Kiss

Anxiety Attack    Audacity    Audacity part 2

Hannibal x Reader x Will; A New Beginning

Hannibal x Reader Request; Chapter One Chapter Two(final)

Hannibal x Will x Reader; Tangled In Between

 Mrs. Lecter    Hannibal x Will x Reader Request; Allergy

Jealous Kiss   Princess   Crisis of Lust   

Oneshot; Hannibal just found out he have the first symptoms of parkinson’s disease, like his hand are beginning to shake and freak out and try everything he could the hide it

 Oneshot;  Hannibal x reader when Mason Verger gets too close to their young daughter and Hannibal immediately goes into protective dad mode and his daughter immediately doesn’t like Mason.

  Oneshot; Reader is Abel Gideon’s daughter & was in medical school but dropped out after the whole “dad killing her entire family” thing. The FBI questions her when they think her dad is the Chesapeake Ripper & she is just shy.

 Oneshot ;  How Hannibal would react to and tend to a S/O who age regresses? Not super young but like regresses to 10 or 12 to destress or cope.

Oneshot; She's his wife and one evening Will randomly shows up at their house, while they're talking Will notices she has a bite mark (or whatever) on her shoulder/neck and Hannibal catches him staring.

  Oneshot; Hannibal comes home and sees that the reader is missing. He thinks she's ran away, she broke up with him but didn't tell him, she's been kidnapped, etc. He searches the whole house and just when's about to give up or start a major freakout, he finds the reader. And it turns out that the reader had just fell off their bed when she was alseep and happened to roll under the bed and stayed alseep.

Onehsot; The reader is innocent and sees the good in everyone, something that attracts Hannibal. But she surprises him when he’s under attack and she just deadass kills the guy hurting Hannibal and her only explanation is “I don’t like the people I love in danger” (bonus points if that’s the first time she tells him she loves him)

Oneshot; Reader is good friends with Will and meets Hannibal but Reader is naturally shy and quiet, Hannibal decides to help her open up with a bit of flirting and rewards her at the end of the night with the long awaited kiss!

Oneshot: Hannibal x reader request where the reader washes Hannibal’s hair and styling it the way he likes it for him after he’s been badly injured and can’t do it himself.

Oneshot: Hannibal x female!avenger!reader part 2? Where it takes place after the snap which 5 years later when everyone that turned to dust already come back and Hannibal come back to search for her.

Oneshot: Hannibal x shy student reader. He is obsessed with her while she has a small crush on him and then he invited her to her house and just cant get enough of her.

Oneshot: Hannibal caught their darling smiling on their phone.

Oneshot: Hannibal x fem(or gn) reader where she gets kidnapped and he finds out and saves her(but she’s injured). Heavy angst to pure fluff!!

Oneshot: Hannibal keeps you all to himself like a Rapunzel situation.

Oneshot: where he is in love with Alana‘s best friend. He met her after she picked up Alana from one of his dinners.

Oneshot: Meeting in an online portal similar to tattle crime where you can chat privately, they start talking and develop like a relationship but for the sake of their identities they keep their real names out of the chat one day you go to therapy and he is your doctor, he calls you by your username, turns out he stalked you the night you met.

Oneshot: Hannibal x Gone Girl type of reader who is running from her past life.

Oneshot: Where Hannibal and the reader are soulmates.

Oneshot: Where he takes his wife in the garden ;)

Oneshot: Reader is a doctor which attracts Hannibal.

Oneshot: Le Chiffre is back!

Oneshot: Reader attempts suicide.

Oneshot: Reader is a ballerina.

Oneshot: Reader is his perfectionist student.

Oneshot: Reader is a dcotor, helping someone at a party.

Oneshot: Reader is his girlfriend and he comes home late, she thinks Hannibal is cheating.

Oneshot: Reader has Morticia Addams aesthetice.

Oneshot: Reader and Hannibal are online friends they get romantic and she learns that he is a killer.

Oneshot: Reader suffers from night terrors.

Oneshot: Reader and Hannibal sexting.

Dangerous Game (Finished) Hannibal x reader

Hannibal X Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, SMUT. 

Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not. 

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5

Chapter 6  Chapter 7 Chapter 8  Chapter 9 Chapter 10    Chapter 11 

Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 (final)

[harrystylesfan2686]

Pieces Part 2

Pairing: Azriel x Reader.

Summary: You finally confront Azriel about your feelings which ends in huge argument.

A/N: thank you to everyone who read and loved Pieces. I tried my best to make Azriel up to your expectations. I hope you all like this!

Pieces Masterlist

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I stopped making efforts with Azriel.

I stopped talking to him. Stopped waking up with him to wish him goodbye at the door. Stopped asking him about his day at dinner. Even stopped waiting for him to eat. I make our lunch, eat and get out of the house. Walking until I'm sure he's gone again. Come home make dinner, eat and sleep without waiting for him.

I accepted the fact that he doesn't want me anymore.

He still kisses me goodbye though.

So I guess there is still hope but I don't want it.

I open my eyes and glance to Azriel's empty bedside. I rub my eyes, already feeling tired even though I just started my day. I havn't been getting good enough sleep lately, staying up almost every night, rethinking everything over and over again. And when I do get sleep, it's always dreamless. I always feel like I fell alseep just a minute ago. I sit up on my bed to find a note on the bedside.

Dinner at Rhys tonight.

Four plain words in Azriel's handwriting. He didn't even sign it with his name. I sigh and get up from bed. I don't want to face anyone right now. I'm too tired to put on an act of being happy. Well at least I won't have to make food.

My throat feels scratchy. I warm up a little water to relieve the soreness but it doesnt make any difference. I suddenly sneeze, covering my face and freeze after realization finally hits me. I'm sick. I groan.

Can this day get any worse?

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When we arrived at the river house, I conversed with everyone for a while, catching up on everything after not seeing any of them for so long.

Feyre complemented my dress and commented on how my face looks different. I laughed a little saying that's because she hadn't seen me in so long, hoping my smile and lie seemed real enough for her to not get suspicious.

When I sneezed and coughed again, she figured I was sick and scolded me a little for coming, saying I should've stayed home and rested. I shrugged at that.

When we sat down on the table, Azriel whispered to me,"Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well?" To which I had kept looking away and answered,"You didn't ask." He didn't say anything else to me and neither did I to him. In fact I didn't talk to anyone much and only spoke when asked to do so the whole time.

"Why didn't you tell me you were sick?" Azriel questioned when we walk into our house. I hang my coat on the coat stand and remove my shoes, taking my time answering him and finally say,"As I said before, you didn't ask."

"How was I supposed to know? And you didn't even spend much time with me. You went straight to Feyre, the second we entered and didn't talk to me at all the whole night." I could hear irritation in his voice which made me clench my jaw.

I took a deep breath,"I didn't realise you missed me so much considering you were glued to Elain all night." I spit out without looking at him and walk to our bedroom.

"What do you mean by that?" He follows me.

"Nothing." I sigh not wanting to have this argument right now but, of course, he doesn't care about that.

"No, tell me." He frowned.

"You talked to Elian all night so I thought, maybe I shouldn't disturb whatever conversation you must have going on." My lips thin as I look up at him.

"I had no choice but to talk to her because you didn't talk to me and and we were the only two people left alone." He said.

"Alright. But that was tonight. What about that other days and nights you spend with her? You like her. I get it. You don't need to explain yourself." My eyes fill with unwanted tears and I look away from him. I try to get away from him but he grabs my arm to keep me there.

"Yes, I like talking to her, but I would prefer to talk to you more." He says softly. I scoff.

"Don't lie az. Do us both a favor and accept it that you like her company better. I have." I snatch my arm back and try to walk away. He still follows me.

"No. I admit I like her company but no more than yours. You are more important." He stops in front of me.

"I don't believe that." A tear falls down my face. His eyes look into mine with confusion. "I watch you with her. How happy and content you look in her presence. Everyday you come home, speak barely two words to me and go back to her again." I fold my arms on my chest and look down. "You spend the time with her that youre suppose to spend with me. You tell her the things you should tell me. Your like her. More than me."

"That's not true. My love, I like you a lot more than her. You are the most important to me." His hand wips my tears and rests on my cheek. I rip it off me. "I don't believe you." I look at him with anger.

"You tell me Azriel, when was the last time you commented on my cooking? The last time you told how I looked? When was the last time you asked me how I was doing? When was the last time you held me? The last time you truly listened to me?" His expression falls in realisation, as my questions grow. "When was the last time you told you loved me and fucking meant it?!" I breath heavy, looking at his face tilted down, eyes cast down.

"I-," He clears his throat. "I did always meant when I said I loved you."

I turn to the other side. I can't look at him. I cover my eyes and try to focus on settling down my breathing. "I think you should leave." I whisper and turn to him again.

His head snaps to mine. "No! No. No. No. Don't push me away. Please." His voice cracks and a tear falls down his eyes. "Please give me a chance to fix this. Please don't push me away." His hands on either side of me and puts his forehead against mine, eyes looking into mine filled with tears and anguish.

"You pushed me away first." I whisper, gently taking his hands off of me and his face crumbles as more tears fall down. I cry with him.

"I just need time." I watch him nod silently, wiping his face clear with his hands while stepping away from me.

"Okay. I'll be in the house of wind. Please come to me when you're ready. I want to fix this. I don't want to let you go." I nod silently, not trusting my words.

I watch him nod again and go out of the door, leaving me alone in the house we bought together. Leaving me alone for my thoughts and memories to haunt me in the dead of the night. I'll be alright though. I'll take my time to think everything through. I'll heal myself then think about giving azriel a chance to heal us.

I just need time.

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[cheriladycl01]

It's not so stressful when I'm with you - Daniel Ricciardo x AmericanOlympicEquestrian! Reader

Plot: Daniel Ricciardo as the most Non-American American to ever walk this planet, got himself a real southern belle cowgirl. A busy week up coming up with the Austin Grand Prix and Equestrian Competitions.

The next week was going to be stressful for both you and Daniel. Monday - Thursday you had Equestrian Competitions across Texas and then, Thursday - Sunday Daniel had his race at COTA.

Which meant there was no time for you guys to chill out and spend time properly with one another. You owned a farm in Texas, where all of your horses and other animals stayed.

Monday was a day where you spent most of the day prepping your thoroughbred for tomorrow. You gave her lots of treats and practiced with her in the fields and along the walking trail behind your ranch home. Only did you spend dinner and the short time in the evening with Daniel before you needed an early night.

Tuesday morning and you were waking up for 5am, putting on some denim shorts and one of Daniel's oversized shirts and slipping on your authentic cowboy boots and hat before making going out on the farm feeding all the animals while watching the sun rise.

Daniel woke up to your sweet kisses, 2 hours later and your hand caressing his back, a groan coming from the back of his throat.

"Mmmmm baby" he groaned feeling your nails brush down his back as you started to scratch it a little, knowing it was one of his favourite feelings apart from the g-force in an F1 car.

"Baby, my competition is soon. You got to get ready if you are going to come" you say, and he sighs forcing his face into your pillow, sniffing it to smell you more before he fully gets up. He loved hearing your cheery southern belle voice in the morning.

In seconds the door that was pulled closed burst open as your golden retriever 'Badger' come bundling in and jumping up on the bed starting to lick Daniel's face.

"Badger, stop" he groans making you just chuckle as he tries to swat the dog away. You pull him down off the bed, rubbing and petting him before lightly tapping his behind to get him out the room. All while Daniel rubs the slobber off his face using the back of his hand.

Daniel was now sat up on the bed, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

"You look so sexy in the mornings" you smile pushing his hair out of his eyes before kissing him all over his face.

After that he spent the whole day with you watching you do what you did best ... ride. And yes, he would constantly make that joke to everyone and anyone he could.

He was your personal photographer for the whole day, taking angles of you on the horses and around the farm. He was in awe the whole day and any onlookers could tell he was in his element.

Wednesday came around and he helped get your horse ready for the dressage day, there was way more fans around the center today wanting pictures with you and your horse. As a bronze medalist for America, whenever you came to these competitions you were treated like royalty.

Thursday rolled around and Daniel was heading to the race-track while you were still at the Equestrian centre, making sure your horses were okay to travel back. You both didn't see each other for the whole day, and from the last few days were so exhausted you'd fallen alseep alone, hours before Daniel came back from dinner with Max, Lando, Oscar, Yuki, Charles and Pierre.

He'd got in, just as exhausted as you had been, crawling straight into bed without a shower and only in his boxer shorts, not having the energy to change into his pijama trousers.

Friday was the first day you could have a lay in this week, and Daniel knew that so of course he didn't force you to come watch him at FP1. Once you gradually woke up, got ready into a nice little sundress showing of your curves before leashing up Badger to take him to the track with you to see Daniel.

You spent the rest of the day with Daniel at the race track showing badger around. He was used to the loud noises thanks to all the farm machinery, so when FP2 came around he sat calmly next to you as you watched on with headphones, your boyfriend going 5th fastest for the whole practice session.

You came home together and he helped you settle the farm down for the night, taking a bareback ride together to watch the sun set.

You both slept soundly that night, waking up together back in the normal routine where you made fresh breakfast while he showered and the ate together and then he fed the dogs and let them out while you showered.

You both headed to the race track together, this time with your award winning horse that for whatever reason the FIA allowed Daniel and a few other drivers to ride down the track and Paddock lane. You rushed home placing Sparkles into the stable before making the journey back so you wouldn't miss qualifying.

You watched as your boyfriend managed to get into Q3 despite some car issues and qualified P6. You were screaming at the top of your lungs when you heard through your headphones where he managed to place and everyone in the garage pulled you into a hug.

You both went out for a romantic dinner that night in the place you'd first met in which was right after you'd won your first Olympic medal.

"God, i remember this. I was over there at the bar dancing on the table in my bell bottoms!" you giggled, looking to the bar area.

"I remember too, I came over to you and I said Howdy to you. You laughed and ignored me" he smiled, all nostalgic and reminiscent.

"Well, your accent sounded kinda funny and you could have been anyone. I didn't know who you were!" you grinned as you started eating your entrees.

You both again went home, basked in each others company for the rest of the evening.

Sunday was incredible, the atmosphere of race day was always amazing. You walked through, many people coming up to you asking for autographs as a celebrity of your own. They were mainly young girls also looking at getting in horse-riding that looked up to you.

Daniel ended the race with a podium. P2, after Max and Carlos crashed into each other, Lando also got his first win and honestly you felt like a proud mum watching your boys on the podium.

Many tears were shed as you watched the boys get their trophies and celebrate their wins with champagne.

Even though it was a stressful week, having Daniel by your side even if it was for only an hour of the day in the darkness it made it all the better.

y/user

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y/user: Whose more Texan me or Daniel?

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danielricciardo: i love that dress on you, gorgeous girl <3

-> y/user: thank you baby!

danielricciardo: I'm more cowboy than you, also!

-> y/user: i disagree

texaslonghorns: no-one can beat out cowgirl queen

visacashapprb: Austin next round, Ricciardo for the win. Our Cowboy!

-> fan1: Aussie, Aussie, Aussie!

-> danielricciardo: Oi! Oi! Oi!

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[bwoahtastic]

What I think sickfic dynamic would be in the tattoo verse:

Max is sick

Oscar: sits in bed with him and sketches while max lays his head on Oscar’s lap and pretends he’s just resting his eyes for a moment. Oscar will get up every hour or so and make a pot of tea for himself knowing full well max will drink half of it.

Charles: dressed up in a sexy nurse costume and mother hens max until max is bullied into bed to “escape” Charles being annoying. He also threatens to call every single one of max’s appointments for the next week an cancel if max doesn’t take his medicine.

Lando: is a little shy and unsure, listens to max’s grumbling too much and let’s max scare him away until max comes slinking back to him.

Lando is sick

Oscar: is the the one to call in sick for lando because the bakery is his first love and as much as everyone will give max shit for not taking a break lando can be just as bad. Makes lando take his medicine which is more of an ordeal than it should be because he hates the taste of anything that doesn’t come in gummy form.

Charles: tries his hardest to make lando laugh because he doesn’t like that when lando’s sick he tends to go quiet and self contained and also because he swears that laughter is the best medicine (to which Oscar says that medicine is the best medicine).

Max: is an absolute fusser despite hating it when he’s sick, especially with lando because he has a routine now with Charles and Oscar, knows what they need but with lando he’s still working it out which results in a lot of nervous hovering and a lot of cooking.

Charles is sick

Oscar: will depending on how sick Charles is (he does love being dramatic and can be a bit of a hypochondriac) Oscar will either set up a little art space for them and they’ll paint together quietly or Charles will drape himself dramatically over the couch/bed/oscars lap and ask to be doodled on.

Lando: brings him back sweet treats from the cafe but more importantly brings back all the gossip, the thing Charles hates most is being out of the loop so lando coming home with detailed notes about every silly thing that happened makes him so happy.

Max: will tempt needle (the cat) into laying on top of Charles, normally needle doesn’t spend all the much time with Charles honestly because he’s usually always on the move but max is needles favourite person so needle will curl up on Charles chest while max curls himself around Charles. He also force feeds Charles green juice and vitamin boosters because he doesn’t think Charles has willingly eaten a vegetable maybe ever.

Oscar is sick

Lando: will run a bath for Oscar then sit next to him and yap his ear off about anything, new recipes he’s been trying, what him and Charles are planning for the weekend, literally anything all while tracing along oscar’s tattoos

Max: will make Oscar the chicken soup his mom used to make him when he was young (recipe directly from Nicole), he brings one of his gaming monitors into the bedroom so Oscar can stay lying down and they marathon cheesy 2000s romcom’s until Oscar (and Sometiems max) falls alseep

Charles: makes Oscar a little care package with a bunch of hydrolyte, essential oils that Charles swears by (lando will use them in the bath’s he makes for Oscar), some new herbal tea he had imported despite not liking tea himself, he also included a new flavoured lube and condoms which he slipped in totally by accident.

Pls i love long asks like this😭😭

Sick Max:

Plss Osc knowing how annoyingly independent Max tries to be even when he isnt feeling good! Pls Max just miserable, head in Oscar's lap as Oscar doodles and Max rasps out comments and nnggg Osc pretending to make tea for himself while it's really for Max!!! My babies 😭

Charles in his little nurse outfit skdkd I mean Max appreciates the view bur Charles is a little bit annoying so Max goes to hide in his room (or maybe in osc's?) And falls asleepcin bed just as Charles hoped!

Lando being unsure how to help Max but Max really wants Lando close? Yeah he grumbles and rolls his eyes, but he keeps going back to Lando, wanting him cuddled close!!

Lando

Plss osc making sure everyone knows Lando isnt coming into work and maybe helping find someone to cover cos Lando is the boss but also too feverish to be calling around his staff rn. And lando hating medication so much, he doesn't like the flavors but also maybe he is very bad at swallowing pills? But osc is patient and will make it work somehow!!

Lando being so quiet and unsure when he isnt feeling good, and Charles hates it! Charles tones down the chaos but does his very best to make Lando laugh, and also just hangs around to keep him company as much as possible!

Max would be such a fusser omg!! He isn't sure how to help lando but there is a LOT of baking and cooking involved and maybe he helps at the bakery for a few hours to cover for Lando? Cute grumpy man!

Charles

Plss Oscar being so patient with Charlie! Sometimes Charles just gets in his head about smthn or maybe he does get colds quite often and hates it! Pls the two of them painting and drawing and when charlws is really not feeling good, Oscar draws patterns on Charles's skin? Pls so cute and Charles will love them+

Lando coming with sweet treats and drinks and all the gossip of the day (he made notes, it was a lot!) And Charles loves listening to it all so he feels like he didn't actually miss out on anything!!

Plss Max getting Needle the cat to snuggle Charles because Needle doesn't mind Charles, it's just that Charles moves roo much most of the time lol. But Max for sure is Needle's fav human (sorry osc) so Needle can be convinced to snuggle with them both if Max asks! Also Max forcefeeding Charles smoothies and veggies, but giving him many kisses as reward too to make it better!

Oscar

Pls baths helping Osc so much when he isnt well? And Lando sits with him just yapping away and tracing Osc's tattoos and gently helping wash his hair! It's the only time osc let's himself be pampered!

Plss Max making Nicole's chicken soup (Oscar is a little afraid hearing Max snd his mum are in contact but okay) and watching bad movies used to be their thing when one of them was feeling iff? And now they have their two chaotic partners but it's still nice to fall asleep together watching dumb movies!

Pls Charles going home with a foil wrapped basket full of goodies for Osc! A lot of electrolytes and teas, bur also essential oils and OOP the lubes are just an accident but maybe sex will make him feel better!

[beddybites]

ABSOLUTELY IN LOVE WITH THE IDEA OF MUI BEING ONE OF OBANAI'S FAVOURITES ~~ like if Obanai goes into baby mode and starts getting super anxious and shies away from everyone (because he's getting afraid and having a sesnsory overload, poor little thing), Mui will go and gently hold him in his arms. He won't say much, he'll just hold Obanai. And because Mui has long, thick sleeves, Obanai feels like he's wrapped in blankets. So Obanai feels really warm and safe with Muichiro, and will willingly cuddle with him especially when he needs to calm down and de-stress. He regularly falls alseep while Mui holds him because of how warm it is :')

and the prompt that Mui doesn't like sharing Obanai when he's cuddling or holding him, help thats too cute -

this. they are brothers your honor

when writing them i remembered Obanai's whole thing with Muichiro is he doesn't want anything bad to happen to him and he regularly checks in on him. so i spun that around here.

Muichiro wants to make sure nothing happens to Obanai and regularly checks in on him. and being a smug mean 14 year old of course he's gonna be a little teasing but its also so obvious he cares about Obanai

"if you want to hold him you have to pay me five dollars" "i am not paying you five dollars what the hell" "make that ten for foul language in front of the baby"

genya can be seen wrangling a tiny sanemi and muichiro is standing off to the side with the timid baby like L. what was that about your brother being the best kid. lmao

[yaoi-v5]

more headcanons I'd like to share again before i eventually fall alseep

hc that pvp-evbo has tried climbing the walls with his sword (he got nowhere with it)

hc that prk-evbo and sim-evbo both call pvp-evbo a fatty; sim-evbo insults him more while prk-evbo only insults him when hes aggro'ed

hc that pvp-tabi/in general tabi has done pvp-/in general seawatt's (pls i need him to make a debut in pvp civ to beat evbo to death) makeup before

(i literally jst gave up on colorcoding here)

hc that pvp-evbo is 14-16

hc that pvp-tabi is 22

hc that vault-tabi is 19

hc that vault-seawatt is near his 30's

hc that vault-evbo is also near his 30's but is way less of a MANCHILD THAN SEAWATT

hc that sim-evbo has no age

hc that prk-seawatt is like between his late 20's and early 30's

hc that prk-evbo is 28

hc that emf is 37

hc that pvp-tabi has hit pvp-evbo with her sword atleast a dozen times because of how childish his ass is (ok maybe i dont like this headcanon anymore)

hc that prk-god is over a century old

i deadass don't know where I put this hc or if i even put it here but hc that the old man never existed and was just a figment of prk-evbo's mind due to lack of sleep, food, nutrition, rest, ect

hc that pvp-evbo has adhd

hc that if all the evbos were cats (i deadass forgot vault-evbo/tax evasion-evbo (i think thats what its called) existed) they would stack on eachother while they slept (obviously cat seawatt is at the bottom)

hc that pvp-evbo is the youngest out of them all while sim-evbo is the eldest

hc that pvp-evbo is a big eater FATTY FAT FAT

hc that prk-seawatt and prk-evbo spend nights together ontop of the temple at night to watch the stars (if emf is awake they'd join too 💛)

hc that prk-seawatt has threatened prk-evbo with a knife to his neck

hc that everyone fucking hates pvp-evbo or is atleast annoyed with his presence

hc that daisuke and pvp-evbo would play video games together (WHEN DID DAISUKE GET HERE HELLO??)

hc that vault-seawatt is a huge fan of yugioh

hc that seawatt gets embarrassed when hes recognized as pharoah atem

hc that vault-seawatt has hung someone on the gallows before (wtf)

i deadass dont know what im doing anymore I'm ending this one here 💔

[sakurasnowfall]

Sick Strawhats

Just a general headcannon that back on Drum Island, Chopper used to not like the taste of medecine. So what did Dr. Kureha do? She falvored it. So even to this, day, Chopper flavors all the medicine he gives the crew.

Luffy

Sore throat and scratchy voice

Feels “icky”

Tries to drink the entire bottle of medicine

Cold flashes, shivering under a blanket

Complains/whines a lottttt, OR he passes out alseep

My guess is that he goes between being drained of any and all energy and just feels gross, or he hates just laying around and whines, no in between

Zoro

If you know what a barking cough is, this made is the DEFINITION

Coughs up a lung every 5 minutes

Hates feeling “weak”

Sanji laughs at his congested, nasaly voice, but still makes him soup

Tries to still train, but Chopper throws hands and gets really, REALLY upset, so he stops

Chopper force feeds Zoro strawberry flavored cough syrup.....

Sleeps it off

Naps when Zoro is sick are like death

Has to breathe thorough his mouth

Nami

Takes full advantage of Sanji’s doting

Drinks a lot of tangarine tea with lots of honey

Probably is still working on her maps in bed

ONLY trusts Robin and maybe Franky with the navigation

Likes to be really warm with a lot of blankets or a big, soft sweater

Usopp

The worst nasal congestion imaginable

Runny, stuffed up nose

Can’t breathe out of his nose

His throat hurts

All of his energy is completely GONE

Gets bad aches in his arms and legs

Sanji - (Sanji dose’t GET sick, but we can imagine)

It is either one of two ways

Either Sanji has that Mom strength where he just pushes through it and carries about his day with a short nap in the middle of the afternoon

Or this man is DOWN for the count

Fever

Alternates between hotflashes, and shivering under a pile of blankets in fetal position

His voice sounds like the 4Kids dub

Either wears gloves while cooking, or washes his hands RAW beforehand to make sure he won’t  get any of the crew sick

If he’s not better in a few days, the crew takes him hostage and forces him to let THEM take care of HIS, which is something he’s not used to, so he probably gets a little emotional (he deserves it)  

Chopper

Awwww, Chopper

If he does get sick, he feels guilty

Poor baby is sniffling, sneezing, coughing

Robin and Sanji dote on him

He knows to drink lots of fluids and try and get a lot of sleep

Recovers somewhat quickly

Robin

Is prety chill, but Chopper dotes on her, and she thinks it’s sweet how worried he is

Reassures him she is fine

Drinks a lot of tea

If it’s really really bad, she’ll get a headache  

Spends a couple days in bed reading and sleeping it off

Franky

.......okay when he coughs, it sounds like there is metal rattling around inside his chest...which there kind of is

But it freaks everyone out, especially Chopper

Actually, Frank dosen’t really get sick

If/when he does, he usually takes a long nap and then a shorter one later, drinks more cola thank usual, and he’s good to go 

Brook

He gets a runny nose

At least he would if he had a nose YOHOHOHOHO (I’m sorry, please forgive me)