#and like. things to mull over. Bc I also don’t know where he’s gonna end up

[rebornologist]

HEHEHE LOVE YOUR WORKS SO MUCH! MY NIGHT TIME DESTRESSING TIME ;))) may i get uhhhhhh a scenario with xanxus & your favorite khr character(s) (1 or more ur choice bby) where the s/o finally calls them the nickname they've been rehearsing in their head. Like they just haven't found the right timing to use the nickname but is dying to use it so they just randomly say it and giggle or something. -YOUR NUMBER ONE FAN FROM DAY 1 XOXOXO also GOOD LUCK ON UR FINALS if you see this before u take them

Hi dear! I passed all my finals thanks to you <3 this is hilarious bc I literally can't think of a single other character to write this prompt for, so I'll sit on the part two. BUT I just penned the most whipped Xanxus I could manage lmaaooo I make myself laugh

♡ Giving Xanxus a silly nickname ✧

xanxus/gn!reader, shortfic/scenario count: 595 words warnings: established relationship, fluff, reader is generally antsy, may be ooc xan orz

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Okay sooo… his emo boy raccoon tail accessory, and his obsession with trash..? You get brave and decide to come up with a silly little nickname for him. Buckle up, [y/n].

You shift nervously in your seat, once, twice… and again under the guise of getting comfortable. Unfortunately for you, your anxiety was palpable to your significant other. You eye the mafioso next to you, his dark lashes fanned over tan skin. He looks almost peaceful like this, if not for the arch of his thick brows and downturned lips. Luckily, he didn’t take your nerves to be anything pressing. You wondered if he would be mad (it’s not like he could never be mad at you, but never for something so silly, right?). You mulled over how you would say it. What if he ignores you? Would you just say it again, but louder? Oh, even the mere thought of having to repeat yourself made you cringe. ‘Raccoon.. coontail..’ you repeated in your head, and then your follow-up explanation, ‘because you’re wearing that stupid little fur tail thingy! I don’t mean it in a bad way!’ Yeah, you’ll probably make it out unscathed. Probably.

Why were you with this guy, again?

“H-hey—”

“Ah..?” His reply grunt escapes his throat before you even begin. He had been waiting for you to speak up. He wanted to know what on earth could possibly be bothering you this time. That stops you dead in your tracks for a moment, but you press on.

“…hey Raccoon.” You stifle a snort, scanning his face for a response. There was the slightest furrow in his brows. So faint, you swear it might have been his default expression before you even said anything. He crosses his arms, shifting slightly. Not a peep from him. You don’t know what you expected. Was he in a good mood today or something? Is he about to kill you in one strike?

A few moments pass. The awkward silence was making you lose it, your gaze never leaving his slightly annoyed (so, default) features.

“All that for.. this?” He stirs, opening one eye, and you immediately divert your gaze. Oh hell.

“U-um, well… you’re like..” you falter, the entire preplanned retort just fizzles from your mind. You whip your head around when you hear the chair scoot from under the man, looking back in his direction.

His gaze is unreadable as large hands find their way under your chin, smoothly but firmly tilting your head up. He towers over your seated position.

“You gonna finish your explanation..?” He squints, dark ruby eyes scan over your panicked features, mouth drawn downwards in disgust.

Oh goodness, can you even?

[e/c] eyes meet deep scarlet ones. This isn’t your first rodeo, and you have a feeling that he’s not upset at all, surprisingly… unless that was blind hope on your end.

“You’re.. the fur thing… you’re like my little trash panda,” your eyes sweep from his unamused face to the fur accessory and back up, a playful grin just clawing its way onto your face. The same face that was keeping you out of trouble, right now..

He scoffs, looking even more disgusted. You could swear he rolled his eyes, likely deciding that this wasn’t even worth being pissed about. Releasing your chin, he straightens and his eyes scan the room. He places his hand on your head for a moment, then pulls away before you can even react, leaving your hair slightly mussed. The tall man clicks his tongue, and starts to walk away.

“Hey, where are you—?”

“Don’t call me that ever again in front of anyone else, trash,” he grumbles just under his breath, “are we going to see that stupid fucking movie or what?”

after that, y'all go watch everything everywhere all at once and you cry a ton and that's the only thing that wakes him up bc he's literally not at all invested in the film and then afterwards u call him Raccooncouie DUHH enjoy ur mans xx G

#xanxus imagine #xanxus x reader #khr #katekyo hitman reborn x reader #katekyo hitman reborn #hitman reborn #hitman reborn x reader #reader insert #xanxus varia #khr imagines #khr headcanons #khr scensarios #xanxus headcanon #khr x you #khr x reader #fluff

[toomuchdickfort]

So like. I really like when I go absolutely ham filling in a characters story and then I notice something after I burn myself out on them for a while and every so often it comes to mind that Lawrence was more of a tool than PB has been in a long time and it 100% pointed that out to him. Like, in a universe where Geryon got the sword (and oops signed his life away to Erellise) he was a stubborn ass about it until his boyfriend got killed. Which sort of says something about the both of them. But my point is that Lawrence got really good at being a weapon. And then he died and stayed down for a while and when he came back he couldn’t remember any of that and he rebuilt himself without that as something new and when he did remember it he felt bad because like... he wasn’t nearly as helpless as he’d thought, right? And Sean offering him his body back (his whole body) he was still (very rapidly, in comparison to the Entire Rest of his in-life) remembering like... all of Lawrence Nighy and he kind of missed having flesh and then as soon as he had it he was like ‘oh fuck all this form has done is be a weapon and my family is going to Know’ and anyway I’m just thinking about this very messy man

#also thinking about Geryon Bc they’re kinda tied but like. g had his time last night. now is ‘getting stuck on the phrase ‘Lawrence was a #weapon’’ time while trying to figure out exactly what Erellise said to him when he found him at that park table #character rambles #elysur #lawrence nighy #geryon amnes #also thinkin about how like. pb taught him how to use a sword (Bc he wasn’t quite as comfortable with being casually controlled as derrek #was) so like. fancy sad swordsman. #like yea he probably like. fixes shit and helps people move and stuff. but also it would be cool #his current crisis is trying to find some sort of middle ground between like. all of his everything. because going from ‘all I’m good at is #being a weapon’ straight into ‘if anyone comes to harm around me then I’ve failed them and also I put way more feelings into giving people #flowers than I should’ and then suddenly just having all of that? all at the same time? #also he killed Geryon the person who has been in his life for since kindergarten and the only person he has from his life on earth #that’s gonna give a dude a crisis #and like. things to mull over. Bc I also don’t know where he’s gonna end up #I also still think it would be Interesting if Geryon started like. haunting him. #not literally of course the dudes ghost is spoken for but like. anything at this point that he could get away with I think would count as #haunting. Bc now that Larry’s dropped the ‘I can’t possibly harm this man who made me miserable for a very long time’ thing he’s probably #not really gonna hesitate to throw a rock at the dude as hard as he physically can #and like. he was kinda beefy when he was alive (ironically since like. his whole thing for 90% of the time he’s been a character has been #like. being a skeleton) and now he’s got a little bit of extra umph in that. if he hurts himself it’ll fix itself Bc sean has very powerful #magic even if he doesn’t really realize it #or. doesnt *entirely* realize it. #speaking of which. Geryon would be fascinated with the dude if he wasn’t a little bit scared of him now. #sean had to power his undeath for a bit and could outright control the dude. and while he didn’t (more than maybe very slightly) it was a #threat that was made a few times. and that ~frightens~ Geryon #...........insert rant here about Lawrence and Geryon and the destruction they’ve caused in their feelings of powerlessness and #death mention

[celestiagarden]

venti, childe, gorou, and kazuha when reader tells them they’re pregnant? <3 (this is a request btw)

Characters: Venti, Childe, Gorou, Kazuha (+gender neutral reader)

CW: mentions of pregnancy

Note:  I love how you felt the need to specify that it’s a request-- I’ve been trying to figure out just what else you thought it could be bro

Venti

initially? shooketh. and he has all rights to be, bc like,, youre pregnant with a half-archon kid?? was this ever seen before?? don’t think so

Venti’s got... some perfecting to do before he can be considered a good parent. he’s honestly a little scared if you tell him you’re planning on keeping the baby because he feels he’s not fit to be a parent rn

though he steps the FUCK up so well when he’s needed. especially if you’re as scared as he is in this whole thing. 

he’s so dotting yet clueless throughout the whole pregnancy?? like he’s ready to help you with anything bc you’re gonna have a hard time but at the same time what do you mean you’re craving raw boar that’s not-- no he can’t do that for you

is kind of worried for you through the whole nine months (or less. bc like,, you got a half-god kid in you who knows how long the brewing process takes for this) because what if this kid takes a lot of energy out of you?? he’s never heard of a human carrying a god’s spawn, and the last thing he needs is that something happens to you and he has to try and raise this child alone

ENOUGH ANGST everything went fine, venti is still afraid he’s not worth being this child’s parent but by celestia he’s going to try his best to become worthy

yes, that means he actually monitors his alcohol intake sometimes

Would he want another child? Depends how smoothly the first one goes, but I feel that if you said you wanted another one, he’d be okay. But two maximum!! you both only have two arms! it makes sense!!

Childe

what a family man through and through. he’s practically leaping three feet into the air when you tell him. the next thing he does is drop to his knees, hug your stomach and then start thanking you

dude he’s so overjoyed. he’s so excited, people would think he’s the one pregnant with the way he’s glowing--

the most prepared out of all four. mostly because of the (possible) age gap between him and his siblings, but also because he’s probably dreamed of this moment for a big part of his life. 

ever since you told him you’re pregnant, you noticed that he’s been thinking a lot. mulling things over, and coming home earlier sometimes. yes. this man is trying to find a way to retire from the fatui because he’s not about to be a father and be absent from his child’s life. no way in hell

besides, he didn’t save all this money, for this very occasion, and not quit the job.

i’m sorry but sometimes he’s so focused on the baby that it’s almost like he’s neglecting you. despite the fact that the tiny human is living inside you rn. 

every night, like clockwork, he has you settle in bed or on the couch so he can talk to your belly bump

would he want another child? uh?? Duh?? hell, if you think he’ll want to stop at two, you’re TRIPPING. childe wants a tiny army of mini you and him

Gorou

another one who reacts positively from the get-go!! Granted, this may have happened a little early in his career, but he can work with this!!

as a war general, if he is still at war, it just gives him more motivation to end this conflict and make sure the world is a better place for his partner and their child. 

although he tries so hard to keep his life private, his tail is wagging for DAYS on end (to such an extent where it got sore) and as soon as people even begin to ask the question, he just blurts out “I’m going to be a father!” to anyone who asks. he’s just proud ok let him have his lil moment of glory

he’s so protective?? and doting?? like you could be walking around in your second trimester and he’s here going “nonono sit down what do you need i’ll go get it for you” like GOROU. We are pregnant, not dying. 

he just wants everything to go smoothly, ok :(( he’s always wanted a family, and since you came into the picture, he saw you as a parent. Co-parenting, you know? if something were to happen to you during the pregnancy... he would rather not think about it. 

he feels so bad for you in the later stages of the pregnancy. totally has his tail between his legs and his ears drooping if you ever tell him “you did this to me” bc yeah, he cant even deny it and he’s sorry :(( kind of. not rlly bc he wouldn’t trade this for the world

Would he want another child? Honestly, he thinks it’s totally up to you. he’s very happy with the one little miraculous bundle you gifted him, but if you want a bigger family, he’s all in.

Kazuha

Bro this man kinda just,,, took a few moments to process things. he’s so silent at first it scares you lmao

but he’s happy! Very happy. Kazuha never really imagined himself as a father, or having a family, but the more he thinks of it, the more he accepts it. 

not as enthousiastic as others may be (*cough* childe *cough), but give him some time, he’s stil adjusting to the fact that like, yeah he’s tied down for good now

and it’s not a bad thing!! it’s probably just a little different from what he envisionned. I believe Kazuha was imagining a “us against the world” type of life with you, so this twist of fate kind of shook him a little

but he ends up really grateful for it! in the end, it’s still you two against the world. except that now, you two have a kid on the way. 

the most tightly knit family in existence right here ladies and gents and nb friends

soon enough, kazuha is out here being on of the “family is sacred” mfs and the kid isn’t even BORN yet

would he want another child? probably not. he’s very content with one child, and i think he likes things this way. 

#genshin impact #kazuha kaedehara #kazuha x reader #gorou #gorou x reader #childe #ajax genshin impact #tartaglia #childe x reader #ajax x reader #tartaglia x reader #venti #venti x reader #genshin headcanons #Genshin impact headcanons

[staggeringsmite]

HELLO! just finished properly listening to your (amazing!) corruption arc playlist! I have many thoughts, and so I wanted to ask you about specific moments and/or characters that you associate with songs (as mentioned in your tags), as I am simply SO intrigued. (did you have certain songs that were added for certain character(s)? were any songs for specific what if's? etc.) also, please consider this a free pass to ramble about anything related to the playlist that you wish. it is SO excellent!!

AHHHH!! thank you jade (both for the compliment and the free space to yell about my thoughts here because when i get playlist brainrot i get it Bad <3) // the playlist in question

i think i'm genuinely going to do a song-by-song thoughts below the cut, but here are some overview thoughts/associations if you don't wanna read all of that or don't have the time!

overall this started with athena by nova twins! i thought the sp*der imagery and overall vibe was great for a more sinister look at the wacky (mostly) chaotic neutral party as they are, just going full lolth. i wanted the pacing to be semi-slow and then drop into the more rock-heavy reckless villain-y section before moving into a (?) bittersweet? i guess? end that feels a bit more like a question mark of if it was worth it.

i think this party is full of extremely interesting motivations to side with an evil power for their own gain/the benefit of the people they care about, and each one of them has a very complex relationship with that so things spun wildly out of control as a thought about this.

for songs i associate with specific characters here's an overview, but you'll notice there aren't a lot for fy'ra rai or orym which i get into a bit more in the song-by-song:

all: i come with knives, into the spin, steady/steady, control, bad dreams / lolth: million years, athena, diggers / dariax: diggers, plenty, hollow / dorian: athena, grenadine, dangerous / fearne: plenty, you should see me in a crown, black wave / fy'ra rai: home / opal: home, grenadine, black wave, you should see me in a crown / orym: i'm not calling you a liar, dangerous

song-by-song >:)

1. i come with knives (acoustic) - this song, zoowee, so i went with the acoustic version because i think it's a nice slow but sinister start and it very much gave me the feeling of whenever you begin as a character to question taking this kind of power, that is a Source yes that you can do whatever with but is rooted in temptation and associated with evil, is there any real justification for that which is not in some part selfish. "i come with knives and agony to love you" if that isn't the chosen ones to a T in their overall reasoning for even considering a deal with lolth. and as much as that may be rooted in care, and wanting to be strong and powerful enough to protect the people they care about, it is a painful way to love when you really choose that path once and for all.

2. into the spin - this one is based on "slow climb but quick to descend" and i love the instrumentation as a part of the overall vibe, but it's about sowing the seed here. planting even a hint of consideration in accepting the power of the circlet and lolth's words is going to need time for the person to mull it over, but once it's on it is On baby.

3. million years - this is what i mean by All In Baby, and while it isn't the playlists narrative point of anyone actually accepting the power for good, it is a glimpse intended to shake things up after an 8 minute slow start with the first two songs, and this is all about lolth who is a Chaotic Evil entity, who is a reckless and hauntingly destructive force <3

4. home - "everything you made will end up broken" i think this song to fy'ra rai is more of an omen, of everything that she cannot fix but wants to, knowing that she cannot make choices for the group and seeing the potential path they could wind up on and knowing that fundamentally if they go that way it is their decision no matter how much it will hurt her - for opal there is SOMETHING about the tone of this song that feels very much like her, and the complete lack of care it seems to have to rattle off mundane things to the intimate drama of the place, to omens, to demands/declarations i think it shows her personality well and how that pairs with a chaotic neutral entity being offered something like the power of the circlet

5. steady, steady - idk if this is necessarily everyone but the mix of you know when you're ready and i am ready to be the one, this is the song about taking the leap and grabbing for power and/or fy'ra rai and orym's feelings of diving in with them or resisting/leaving them

6. diggers - for lolth this is just the consistent "i've been waiting for you" in the bg which i found fun and disconcering but also i think this is the perfect party and perfect storm for her to convince someone to use the circlets power >:) - for dariax! it seems with what we know he doesn't really know that he is a divine soul sorcerer? unless that is a show he is putting up. still, i feel like him carrying the circlet is Very interesting as someone with a divine bloodline who is in a way being given/chosen for that type of power holding onto this artifact born from evil and perhaps being tempted by it & i think this song works as an interesting back and forth for him with the strange double-entity grab for him in a way

7. athena - truly just a banger that fit the vibes wayyyy too well and started this whole thing, it's loud and reckless and out for blood babey <3 - i think i associate it with dorian mostly because i also associate it with lolth and he is the closest to really taking that leap in canon (and also probably the first one the go if we're following this playlist like a story with everyone/most everyone going corrupt, though it can be read truly infinite ways these are just compiled songs) i think it has a certain flair and appeal that just makes me Feel like it's the song that would play the second dorian puts the circlet on (which! fun fact! decreases your charisma by 2! have fun beloved bard!) - i think it's a very intense conversation

8. i’m not calling you a liar - okayokayokay it's orym thought time bc there are sooo many worlds and routes for orym here and i truly have no idea where he would even end up in this hypothetical. do i think that orym loves these guys and wants to protect them? yes. do i think that he may genuinely take the pain of loving them and keep his morals by walking away and/or turning on them if they all go evil? maybe. do i think he also might love them enough to throw that away? maybe. in a party of all chaotic neutrals besides him without fy'ra rai he is surprisingly the wild card here. while they have each other and no one else, he has the teachings and wisdom of the voice of the tempest and a moral compass that does not align with theirs at all. so, something has to give! dorian's slide into chaotic neutral was natural, but i think orym would be giving up Much More of himself to let himself slide from neutral good to chaotic neutral. i have no answers only sad, sad hypotehtical questions and scenarios so i will just, leave you with "and i love you so much, i'm gonna let you kill me." - this song also comes here before the storm of the 3-5 because whatever way he goes i think orym sees it all happen before anyone else does.

9. grenadine - Do Not Tell Me You Couldn't Hear villainous opal and dorian say the lines "what a big heart i have, i'll be your savior now. what a real catch i am, all the more to pull you down." - i see this song as playful but more genuine for dorian in terms of Truly Really believing any action he does to protect his friends is justified and good to him in his eyes whereas this is a very playful song for a villainous opal - they both give off this vibe strongly though (could see this one for fearne as well but don't have a good a justification)

10. black wave - helloooooo my favorite druid and warlock?? going apeshit with power? more so than they already are on a day-to-day basis (esp given episode 6 combat)? that's what this song is about. "stumbling down the street i swear to god you don't wanna test me" - i also think they both have an interesting question with "what do i believe?" with fearne being of the feywild which is a place of considerably different moral standing to exandria and opal being so young that she doesn't have the world figured out at all <3 terrifying and upsetting when you get into those questions on a corruption arc <3

11. you should see me in a crown - okay i knooooow this one is on the dorian playlist BUT vibes for my brutal babes <333 something about opal’s whole personality and fearne confronting the mirror self But eventually choosing/heading down the path anyway?? impeccable i love it there’s very few other thoughts here

12. control - OKAY not only does this song Fuck but i put it as party wide because i think it transitions nicely into the end of the mix which is more of the “questioning this decision after going all in but not being able to turn back/was it all worth it in the end?” part - i mostly love the “though i like the idea of providence... i’m in love with control” repeated because! i think the circlet is very interesting in that it has been iterated many times over that though it has connections to lolth and she has some claim/twisted abilities with it, it IS just a power source. so, the idea of going all in and accepting this power is an incredibly interesting dilemma of “who’s in charge here? did you really put it on/would you have without these dreams and lolth’s influence? are you really in control?” i think this song really represents that admission/delusion of control in this situation.

13. plenty - okay this song in any context is just my Feywild/Faerie Vibe song so i think this trails back to my feelings about fearne leaning into that different set of fey morals along a corruption arc, and as for dariax i think this is about abundance! following through that mixture of divine power source and chaotic evil god origin over dariax and his chaotic history of vast and varied experiences in emon, i think this very much befits a corrupt version of him.

14. dangerous - this song makes me insane, and the first reason i put it on the mix was the “the dead are true believers. rest assured. we are all believers” really just made me think of a terrible and cinematic moment of them discovering the circlet with the dead aboard the ship ESP in the context of this playlist’s narrative where that was the point they were destined to claim its power and go through their corruption arc - “how does it feel to be your own deceiver?” is the main reason and feeling as for why i made this a dorian song as well in line with “don’t worry i would do anything for my friends.” bc i personally find dorian’s corruption arc to be disillusioned with his own intentions and takes a lot of convincing himself that taking this power for his friends is noble in the scope of this group’s collective morals and self-interest in keeping each other safe and prosperous so <3

15. hollow - woowee dariax corruption, at least in this scope, i think is very frightening to me in that i think he’s going full maximalist, abundant, greedy, impulsive chaotic evil if we’re realllly leaning into a villain arc but still many of those things if we’re just going “this group is the only thing that matters and i’ll do anything for them no matter the cost” - i also think this song has a tone of resentment towards this? apprehension a bit? recognizing that this is how the person singing is but not entirely enjoying or feeling justified in it? as impulsive as dariax is, i think he cares A Lot, and is even a character i could see pulling a reverse dorian and going chaotic good in a different story than we’re in? “so simple when i was younger” and “i’d be a dancer of a different tune” really give me angsty dariax vibes in the height of his corruption arc

16. bad dreams - “don't you worry about your bad dreams cause I'm not in them. don't you worry about what change brings cause you can't stop it.” WOOF i don’t know that this one really needs to be explained but it’s the climax and the descent all in one of the party/corrupted individual being too far gone in their decision to step back or be saved. i think the tone of the song lends itself well to a mixture of uncaring but also giving some question to if they regret it or not based on the narration of the crowd against them.

#cheep cheep #ask #jadeandquartzes #this is ridiculously long i just <333 get so lost in the playlist sauce <333 all the time <333 #if you read all of this i am kissing you on the cheek <3 #spider ment #spider tw

[dyketectivecomics]

No ones asking but I’m gonna Go Off abt this idea anyways. And also say this may or may not be canon to my Book Ends project that’s been languishing for years now ANYWAYS

Night Force but College AU aka

"No Magic but the gang still gets together to lay about in their college library and play DnD every other weekend" jdfksla;f

The kids are all attending Hudson University in NY as undergrads in varying fields, but the thing that brings them together (as is often the case) is their overlap in dorm accommodations and elective courses. They claim a study room in the library and Make It Theirs

still thinking about their degrees and might change em, but here's what Im thinking so far:

Raven is premed/psych (yall already know it depends entirely on my Mood™), Traci is either criminal justice or prelaw (sticking w/ her living with the Dibnys and that inspiring her to rlly dive into wanting to be a PI, so those are like, the bare min to getting Started), Zach's a theatre arts major & Eddie's a film major (& they both end up in a lot of projects together bc OFC), im thinking Lori is an english major to start off (bc she Doesnt actually know what she wants to be doing but she knows she at least doesn't hate lit analysis) but maybe she changes her mind idk, we'll see. and finally Klarion is Undeclared at first BUT (and stick with me here) i think it would be fucking hilarious if he was a math major. bc no one would fucking expect it and also im projecting shut up LISTEN.

Amy is absolutely there, but she's a HS student who's shoehorned her way into the group bc her parents both teach at the Uni OBVSLY (thats like, actual canon btw) and so she's just Always hung around campus and now she's part of their group :)

(similarly skye's part of the group, but she's gonna come n go a bit more. i'm still Mulling over exactly where I want her to be/how i want to use her & if i want to get too wrapped up in giving her a major or not... bc-)

skye's gonna Cause some Drama bc we CANT just have an AU, oh no we need PLOT and instead of a Bad/Dying End for her, shes just gonna transfer to Gotham State or Metropolis U or smthn fjkdlsa;

Enter various Shadowpact/JLD members as like, professors or grad students or w/e i don't have anyone there figured out Just Yet obvsly but also they're not the Focus anyways so-

Winters is the like, a librarian/archivist for the Uni & lurks around the same study room (bc its right around the corner from his office) and he frequently tries to get the kids to run errands/do favors for him bc he was using the room as extra space originally and now they're RUINING THAT and he needs to get them OUT

idk, i'll think of more stuff eventually but thats the uhh, Ground Work for now.

#the night forge adventures #new night force #randywrites #to write #god i havent thought abt book ends in forever tho either fjdka #also college aus should be way more of a Thing... like.... the Freedom they afford with a lot of the same tropes that you can copy/paste #from hs aus too.... the Range you can implement while being right in the Cusp between the final teenage years and the beginnings of the 20s #theres just!!!!!! a lot abt college!!! im barely out and i do miss campus ngl!!!!! #maybe thats also partially why im writing this up rn fdjkals; already romanticizing something that hasnt long yet passed #getting way to existential for 1 am ok time for bed. thanks for coming to my tedtalk

[waynedunlaptheorgandonor]

ok, if i don’t write this im gonna lose my mind -cue dmx ‘party up’-

here is a ridiculously detailed analysis of why i am bordering on near certainty of caryl endgame, and how everything that’s been set up from the start of s9 (yes, even c@rzekiel and d@nnie) has been leading up to this

spoilers and long-winded analysis under the cut

let’s take this step-by-step, okay? starting with:

The Titles:

i have said this about a million times now, but the very first indication of caryl came from the new opening credits, where mmb’s name was very strategically placed above the graphic of daryl’s crossbow, what’s meant to symbolize henry’s pike, and a bunch of cherokee roses. it was foreshadowing, not only of henry’s death, but also how her relationship with daryl was going to unfold, and, bear with me here, the downfall of c@rzekiel. speaking of which, let’s go there

C@rzekiel:

i have also rambled about this, too, but the way that kang designed this relationship between zeke and carol was so brilliant, because it was never supposed to be real, but you weren’t able to fully see how until the whole story was laid out before us. (which goes with my belief that kang tells stories over long, connected archs, and not just “you know what would be fun to toss in here rn for some drama?” 

carol

1. denied zeke’s proposal

2. never once told him she loved him

3. explicitly told those saviors she could have done without her ring (a line that had absolutely no need to be in there)

4. continuously rejected the title of queen

5. regularly visited daryl in the woods

6. said herself that all it was, was a fairytale. something i’ll delve into more when i talk about carol’s ptsd

but let me touch on how daryl plays into this. we know she regularly went out into the woods to be with daryl, and she did it because he was her tether back to reality. she was living a fantasy life, and knew deep down that it wasn’t real, but had to do it, for henry’s sake, and for the sake of her mental health, because at the time of the relationship, she had not remotely begun to deal with any of her grief

the first scene we get with her and zeke is directly after daryl saves zeke’s life, which is telling. and the first time we hear her talk about her feelings about zeke’s proposal she turned down it’s with daryl, and let us not forget that the script notes stated that daryl was experiencing jealousy about it. he never asked her not to, though, because he thought she was happy, and that was more important to him than her being with him. he was willing to give her up if it meant she was happy, like what kind of angst trope suffering is that?? -chefs kiss-

and we can’t forget that zeke canonically views daryl as a threat to his marriage (i mean, rightfully so). he literally tells daryl to back off his wife so that he can fix their marriage, because he knows carol is starting to go back to him

next!

flowers:

flowers have been being used as symbolism between these two across the past two seasons a bunch. flowers are in mmb’s title card. the first scene of carol/daryl in the time jump shows them seeing flowers. daryl brings carol a flower on the dinner tray. one of the upcoming episodes is “look at the flowers”. obviously the cherokee rose scene is iconic between them, and flowers to carol represent this weird dichotomy. on the one hand, they represent daryl comforting her and giving her hope, and on the other hand, they represent her downfall mentally from the grove. interesting that one of the threads throughout this current season is carol grappling between trying to stay grounded with daryl, and her losing herself to her grief

speaking of grief!

Carol’s PTSD:

people have bitched that kang is just telling carol’s same storyline all over again, to which i’m like, tf show are you watching?? here’s what kang has done. gimple dealt with carol by literally just locking her away in a house to mull over how terrible she is a person, while never once actually dealing with her grief, and then handed that over to kang as a boiling slop of diarrhea, and somehow kang managed to take that, perform alchemy, and turn it into delicious loving carol juice.

she had henry killed off to parallel sophia, yes, that’s true, but the /reason/ she did that is because she’s righting the wrongs that were done to carol by essentially rewriting her storyline the way it should have gone. carol has lost So Much. more than most, i think, and kang is like, “that would fuck someone up pretty fucking bad, i think, so let’s see her actually have to grapple with that.” kang stays true to the carol gimple created, in that her instinct is to run away (think boat), but she’s using daryl as a means of forcing her to confront her demons. the two of them, at any given time, are running away from their struggles, but daryl is finally at a place of stability, and so he’s taking carol by the hand and saying, “no. i’m not letting you do this again. you have to stay,” and carol does, because she loves him, but consequently she’s having to actually feel it (something she explicitly stated she “can’t let herself do”), and is now experiencing the consequences of it, and poor daryl is stuck trying to handle it. his entire plotline this season has revolved around trying to help carol heal her wounds so that they can finally be together the way they should have been ten years ago.

they should be together, and daryl shouldn’t be with anyone else? glad you asked, because that brings us to:

D@nnie:

i actually think that kang never meant to make daryl/connie a ship, bc nothing in season 9 really indicated anything more than a mutual respect, and part of me truly believes that she saw the reaction to the two of them, and was like, “you know what? i can work with this.”

carol is pushing daryl towards connie because she wants to take alpha down and knows she might go down with her and she needs to know daryl won’t be alone. that’s it. period. end of sentence.

but okay, let’s extrapolate. she asks him if he’s interested in connie, and daryl very, very bluntly says no. you can’t tell me that his answer was meant to be evasive. he delivered that line like straight up “no.” no room for debate about his feelings. if they wanted to leave room for doubt they would have had norman redo his delivery, because it is too obvious. he is shutting it down completely. and carol is like, “why not?” and /that’s/ when daryl gets evasive. very “don’t worry about it, why are you worrying about it, i’m not in love with you, shut up.” 

fucking kills me, guys.

now the current spoilers about carol telling daryl to get angry at her for (supposedly/probably) killing connie furthers this belief that she wants daryl to pull away from her. because he’s her tether, she loves him, and as long as he still wants her around she can’t leave. she wants him to hate her, and daryl refuses. he’s pissed as all get out about what she did, sure, but he doesn’t hate her. also, the idea that daryl going back to try and save connie and magna means he’s in love with connie is absolutely baffling. have you met daryl? his instinct is to save people at all costs. he wouldn’t leave his friends stuck in a fucking cave, are you serious? just because connie is a woman doesn’t mean daryl wants to fuck her. he’s allowed to care about his friends.

but anyway, the point here is that every “d@nnie” spoiler has been music to my ears, bc not once has it been actually shippy. that first episode with the asl book and them together? it was supposed to juxtapose zeke and carol, and how carol and daryl immediately forgot about connie and zeke in order to be with each other. every other thing with connie has either been very cute and platonic, or has been carol trying to push her on daryl. -chefs kiss- my dudes, you’re worrying about nothing

Misc bc I’m Late for Work:

here are just a handful of other indicators that caryl is on the horizon

-the dream where she dreams she’s MARRIED TO DARYL, and the scenes where she wakes up in bed and looks over and he’s not there. why set that up if the end result isn’t going to be them together in bed?

-the bracelet/the acorns and what they symbolize 

-the use of “we” (”we don’t sleep” “it was like that for us before all of this” “since when have we never been enough?” etc)

-their parallels to alpha/beta (see my other long-winded text post on that one)

-ten years worth of history between them!!! that kang understands and references (carol’s claustrophobic, look at the flowers, etc)

so anyway, i don’t have time to tie this up with a nice bow bc i really have to get to work, but this is all to say that i am very very confident about the caryl endgame. i think it’s being drawn out bc kang needs to right the wrongs done by gimple first, but that caryl is where she’s eventually headed. every spoiler has been 100% caryl positive to me. i am zen af, and i think you should be too.

i’ll add to this if i think of anything i missed, but here you go. caryl is endgame and they gon fuck

the end,

-diz   

#caryl #caryl spoilers #twd s10 spoilers #dunlap tp

[phoebehalliwell]

Yo imagine Wyatt being raised by the cleaners and coming back as an adult but time moves differently in the void (idk where they live) and it’s only been a few minutes. THE DRAMA tm I mean imagine Piper’s outrage! It could encompass a whole freaking season!! And then just because I’m a sucker for Phoebe’s baby living, like they could have stolen this child too! Twice!Blessed Wyatt & Source!Touched Dency as Cleaner siblings 👀

i feel like this would be like the Quintessential like network tv drama move tho like bc like. child actors? who wants em? they’re not that good, there are a whole bunch of rules about how long they can be on set for, you gotta bend over backwards trying to film a scene of theme fighting a demon w/o actually having them be in the room with said demon bc they get scared. bc they’re a child. when instead of having a child actors,,, you could have a grown human actor. amirite lads? i feel like this is definitely like a thing i swear they did this on ouat with belle and rumplestiltskin’s baby bc like. who wants a baby as a character when you can get the abc equivalent of kylo ren i guess? like who wants a baby wyatt when you could have a full grown adult wyatt who is still trying to get a hang of being in a human world bc he’s grown up in like. a void. and i Love the idea of dency being with him too especially bc i think they would form this sibling bond without ever actually know that they’re cousins (bc i don’t think the cleaners would like tell them of their lineage) and i also think powers are like augmented in the void i think both of these kids powers would be dampened probs like to that or a normal witch (and the cleaners would know any better bc uhh quite frankly they don’t host witches very often) so once dency and wyatt go out into the real world and find out they have like powers like a god that’s also gonna be a trip. i also think it’d be like inch resting bc i think obvi dency and wyatt would be drawn to the manor in one fashion or another bc well a) the plot needs it but b) it’s like their ancestral home it’s the nexus they feel the pull and the charmed ones would like equally feel this connection to wyatt and dency bc like you know That’s Their Children but they don’t know that. bc like piper’s been wiped of the idea of wyatt but it’s still something that you know she always mulls over that feeling when you lose a tooth and you can’t help but poke and prod at the lil vacancy where it once was and i think she feels like this really strong connection to wyatt bc she’s like if i had a son i would want him to be like you and i think like the more time she and wyatt spend around each other the more she’d really get echoes of y’know having wyatt but she just thinks they’re like he mind constructing fantasies of what it would have been like to have a kid besides wyatt’s like twentysomething so clearly like they can’t be related but like They Feel Related but it’s probs just the fact that she regrets never having kids latching onto her. leo will occasionally pop in but he doesn’t like spending time around wyatt something about him like puts leo in pain and he can’t figure out why so he thinks it’s just like Instincts and he goes to do some like digging into exactly who this dude is meanwhile piper’s been having this whole crisis about the fact that she never had kids blah blah blah which is specifically dredging up memories for phoebe about her own pregnancy that only last like two months but was still like a very formative time for her (the cleaners got a hold of dency when the source/seer/whatever was vanquished and the found the essence of the sources heir left still imbued with the power of the source of all evil and a charmed one and then went zoinks shouldn’t leave that just lying around that’s way too much power and it’s definitely not be used responsible we’re gonna take this back to The Void™ just to make sure it doesn’t go haywire well much to their surprise within a couple months that essence has now taken the form of a Human Child and they’re like a child but y’know they can’t Kill It because then it’s just release the essence in a less tangible form (also it’s a baby) so they’re like word well okay what if like we raised the kids and another cleaner is like what and the first cleaner is like okay well the whole reason we brought the essence back was so that it didn’t go haywire and destroy everything and make our jobs all a lot more difficult so like what if we raised the kids and taught them the ways of the cleaners! and cleaner two is like what ew no let’s just trap it in a giant ice cube and call it a day and the eldest cleaner is like no cleaner one is onto something so blah blah blah by the time they have to vanish wyatt and entire baby they’re like hey we’ve got another one now we can give dency a sibling!) so like blah blah blah (oh also fun fact in this au dency has the same haircut as the cleaners) and phoebe’s just sorta like she feels like the has this connection to dency but she thinks it’s just cuz she’s like a young witch who like loves her powers and like has a close bond with her sibling and phoebe just thinks she sees herself in dency blah blah blah oh cole’s spirit who is like fuckin creepin around the house or whatever in a very disturbing manner Also Sees Dency and is like hey. hey what’s up with that. blah blah blah leo has done his digging and confronts wyatt like why don’t you exist and wyatt’s like what and leo’s all like aggressive & upset bc he’s trying to protect his family and wyatt’s just like really confused like i was raised in a void with my sister?? like normal people???? and blah blah blah dency gets involved which gets phoebe involved and then piper’s showing up like what’s all this then and leo’s like accusing wyatt of lying and saying like the two of them are trying to infiltrate the family and get closed to the charmed ones to like you know learn magic straight out of the book of shadows something or others and then the cleaners themselves actually show up like okay kids this was fun and all but like it’s time to pack it up like let’s go home and like dency and wyatt are both like hey no we like being like here we like being out in the real world and the cleaners are like okay but you have to think of what’s best the real world just isn’t safe for you you’re too powerful to ever fit it you’ll always be ostracized and made out to be villains it’s better with us it’s safe with us just come home and like you know now paige has also shown up and the charmed ones are like who the hell are you and leo’s like what the actual fuck is going on right now Are Those Cleaners and wyatt and dency are like standing strong with each other and they’re like we can live here we can be safe here like please just give us another chance and the cleaners are like i’m sorry we can’t it’s just too dangerous and wyatt’s like i’m not letting you take me away again! and dency’s like again? and piper’s like yeah again? and phoebe and paige are like what does that mean? and like the gears are turning in leo’s head and like for once he really leans into the emotions that sorta y’know know double double toil and trouble underneath the surface whenever he’s around wyatt bc he always ran from them, they were painful and he figured it was because wyatt was well like evil but now he’s not running and he’s leaning into it and really trying to figure out what he feels and it’s this insane loss and fear and longing but underneath that is like joy and elation and absolute happiness and unconditional love and he remember the time wyatt was born meanwhile phoebe the empath has basically been knocked off her feet with the tidal wave of raw emotion that just shot out from leo and she has the same realization and leo’s like I’m Not Letting You Take My Son Again. and wyatt’s like what and piper’s like what and phoebe like also takes a stand and she’s like dency and wyatt are our family. and you can’t take them. and wyatt and dency are looking at each other like ????? but they’re like game they don’t want to leave and the cleaners are like you know what no No absolutely not and they take dency and wyatt and they wipe the halliwells’ memories and fuck off back into the void but now the ball is rolling and dency and wyatt are like no who are we who were they that was our family and the cleaners are like you don’t have family and dency and wyatt are like that’s not true and you know it and wyatt like piper’s my mother isn’t she and the cleaners are like don’t ask stupid questions and wyatt’s like she is!! i knew it! i fucking knew it!!! and dency sorta sitting there and she’ll totally you know go to bat for wyatt and she believes the halliwells are her family but she just doesn’t feel this connection wyatt has like wyatt Knows piper’s his mother but dency doesn’t feel the same way. she doesn’t have the same connection that like wyatt has. but blah blah blah they aren’t able to argue long bc they’ve sense a shift in the void meaning someone’s out there exposing magic and they go and it’s the charmed ones fucking up things and the cleaners are like word we can get rid of you too and wyatt’s like if you do i’ll go & destroy everything and paige is like yeah love the energy not actually necessary bc you guys aren’t allowed to get rid of us bc well not to flex but we’re the charmed ones and the cleaners are like yeah big whoop and phoebe’s like how familiar are you with the cosmic balance and the cleaners are like . and phoebe’s like yeah though so and paige is like you can’t kill us without drastically tipping the scales. and the cleaners are like fine what do you want and they’re like we want dency and wyatt and the cleaners are like well shouldn’t it be their choice whether or not they want to go with you and the charmed ones are like fine ask them i’m not worried and wyatt’s like i’m going with the halliwells period end statement but then like cleaner one the initial cleaner who was like let’s care and raise dency is like talking to her like please. it’s safer with you here. wyatt feels his connection with them. what do you feel? we raised you, we care for you, we love you, we want to see you safe. we’re your family. and dency’s just like who am i. and the cleaner’s like nothing they would like. and dency’s like that doesn’t answer my question. and the cleaners are like you’re the source’s heir. and the charmed ones are like She’s The What. and dency’s like i’m what. and the cleaners are like you are the daughter of the source of all evil. you are the epitome of power and destruction. but we can keep you safe, we can keep you from hurting anyone. and phoebe’s like are you gonna tell her the rest. and dency’s like tell me what. and phoebe’s like you may be the daughter of the source of all evil. you’re also the daughter of a charmed one. you’re my daughter. and dency’s like What. The Fuck. and the cleaners are like oh don’t be so generous you carried her for all of two months she is not your daughter and dency’s like What. The Fuck. and like paige and piper and in the background and like the gears are turning in their heads like cole’s kid??? and the cleaners are like when we found you you were barely an essence all that was left over from a brutal vanquish and dency’s like WHAT. THE FUCK. and phoebe’s like you took my kid from me! and the cleaners are like you vanquished her! and phoebe’s like we vanquished the seer! we stopped the source of all evil! and it cost me my child don’t you dare say i did this to her and dency’s like you know what actually no and she flames out and piper’s like well i guess you have your decision feel free to get the fuck out of my attic now and the cleaners are like like you guys are assholes and there’s a reason we let prue die 😗✌ and dip and piper’s like if a see another cleaner ever again i’m gonna vanquish that motherfucker So Quick he won’t even have time to ruin yet another one of my family photos. blah blah blah wyatt’s like At Home he’s reunited with his family and they’re so happy to have him back and piper’s like let me cook you a really nice dinner the last time i cooked for you it was just pureed carrots i’m hoping you’re palate’s gotten a little more refined and wyatt’s like thanks mom that really means a lot but i can’t stay here i can’t turn my back on dency she was my family before i even knew i had one i have to go find her so of course the let him go blah blah blah he finds dency blah blah blah heart to heart blah blah blah they all reunite blah blah blah happy ending : )

#2.3k #fun! #charmed #wyatt halliwell #dency halliwell #the cleaners #margaretsminiessays #💌 #next gen #ish

[maxbernini]

Hi Adelaide,

Less than 5 minutes to go until the end (?) of s7. So just in time, lemme drop my crack™️ hypothesis for s8. I’m think about the shot in s7e10c7, where the camera moves smoothly from the one corner of Bilal’s kitchen to the opposite corner of Jo’s kitchen. Suspicious that only these 2 characters were filmed in their kitchen. (Also, I couldn’t help but see a little nod to the two kitchen shelves [and two sets of kitchen supplies; for meat/ poultry and for dairy products] in a Jewish kitchen.)

Okay: timed up! Time to reveal my idea: Skam🇫🇷 is gonna do an Eskam and create a double season for Jo and Bilal; as best friends and opposite sides of the same coin. Both struggling with figuring out their identity (🏳️‍🌈?), while also weighing in their respective religions (🕎/☪️).

This probably won’t happen, but I like to think for now that we could have had it all. 🤡

Enjoy the end of the season. 🥳 It’s been a long journey. 😪

Love,

anonavy 🌊

hi! sorry for the delayed reply 💓 there’s some very interesting ideas here that i’ve been mulling over today :)

the kitchen parallels is def curious!! i just thought we didn’t see maya’s kitchen, only specifically bilal & jo’s, for various filming/editing reasons, but i do wonder if this is hinting that regardless of whether jolal is romantic or platonic, the idea of food and family (both heavily associated with the kitchen) will play a large role in their relationship? i mean...it’s an interfaith dynamic, so culture can’t not play a role, but it’ll be interesting to see if food specifically is key somehow? bilal’s insta is filled with restaurants he’s visited, and jo’s also mentions being the one to buy/cook things for her brothers (if auto translate is to be trusted). plus her valentine’s day food post (literally connecting love + food 👀): was that just a continuity error with the bacon? or does jo (or her actress who most likely took the pic lol) not strictly keep kosher? maybe jolal will become the embodiment of that “i love you, i want us both to eat well” quote tumblr loves

anyways, i personally don’t think they’ll be doing a double season - and i don’t like the idea of the first man of color to be main within the skamverse having his season shared - but i do think “two sides of the same coin” is a possibility, if only bc they’ve already kiiiinda set them up that way? whether or not that’s been a successful set up is up to you, but i do think we’re supposed to view jo and bilal as the comedic duo in lamifex, and both have siblings. a sexuality exploration for either of them is intriguing; i know bi!bilal is the popular headcanon but i’ve seen posts theorising that one or both of them is actually aro/asexual (and i can def see why people believe it based on the ‘evidence’; you can interpret so many things in so many ways), so that’d be another interesting parallel i guess? i’m not sure skamfr would be able to resist a love interest-free season though lmao

either way: idk what it is, but something’s apparently dropping on monday according to daouda (aurélien’s actor), so we might not have to wait THAT long to see after all...😬🤡

#long post #thank you for your ask!!! #ask #anon #🌊 #french posting

[knybits]

Baby from Two

bc akiko and tanjirou can have kids even tho akiko is asexual :,,)

@thunderandrainclouds and @kny-writings have they own chiyuu and sanemiyu kids and that made me SO SOFT so i couldnt help but think up of taniko’s own kid :,,) more details on him soon, but here’s a quick thing of modern au and the lead up to how the taniko family came to be!

also thank GOD i wrote this whole thing before i broke my hand LMAO

“A child?”

Akiko looks up from her tablet, a finger hovering over the medical journal she was reading to look at Tanjirou. She thought he would be a bit nervous about bringing the matter up, but he looks focused on the task at hand instead.

Her feet are in his lap, and his eyes scrunch and his tongue is sticking out a bit as he tries to make sure that he doesn’t mess up painting her toenails a navy blue.

Tanjirou’s book lays face down on the coffee table, and the bright red nail polish that Akiko used to paint Tanjirou’s toe nails remain right by the book.

“Well, I mean yeah! Why not?” He’s finishing up, wiping some of the excess polish on the sides of the bottle.

Akiko’s face pales, “You mean you want me to birth a baby?”

This catches Tanjirou’s attention, and his head snaps up to quickly shake his head, earrings flying around his face.

“No! Oh my gods, no! I would never force you to birth a child or have sex! I meant adoption!”

Akiko can’t help the breath of relief from leaving her lips, shoulders loosening and heart slowing in pace. Tanjirou looks guilty, but when Akiko points her foot to have him resume his task, he knows that all is forgiven.

But she remains quiet, continuing to scroll through her tablet. The stillness in the air makes Tanjirou feel like he can’t breathe, but he can tell that Akiko’s mind is going through her usual pros and cons list.

For starters, Miyuki and Chiyo have already had their children. Miyuki first with Jin, who is already in her terrible twos. Then Chiyo had the twins, Tsutako and Yasu, a year later. And then the year after that Miyuki had Kousuke.

Akiko and Tanjirou aren’t too worried about being the only family without a child. Akiko could care less, and considering the fact that the two of them have to babysit so much, she already feels like she has four kids of her own.

But Tanjirou can’t help but care a little bit. Akiko doesn’t blame him. She knows that he’s wanted a big family since they were kids, and it’s mainly due to the fact that he himself grew up in a large family.

She’s just glad that Tanjirou is understanding of the fact that she isn’t comfortable having sex, and the idea of having children of her own isn’t very exciting.

But adoption doesn’t sound too bad.

“...Google says that there’s an orphanage about an hour’s drive away from here. Let me call the hospital to see if I can get a day off soon,” Akiko buries her face deeper into the tablet, shielding herself from Tanjirou’s radiant smile.

“Really?!”

“Well, we should talk to our parents about this… And we have the spare guest room to use, so I don’t think space will be a problem. I’m sure I can ask my dad for money if we’re ever in a pinch, but we’re pretty steady right now…” Akiko’s mumbling grows quieter, and Tanjirou has to lean over to lower her tablet from her face to get her to look at him properly.

His smile is softer now, shoulders no longer tense and the feeling of his hand warm.

“We’ll figure this out together, Akiko. I know we can,” and then he returns to painting her toenails.

---

“We’re so fucked.”

Chiyo and Miyuki both extend a hand out to cushion Akiko’s face from slamming into the coffee table, and Mikyuki sighs under her breath over Akiko’s bad habit.

“Hit your head on this table any more and you might loose your medical brain cells,” Chiyo chastises, and Akiko gives her a look of pure, ‘It doesn’t work like that.’

“Besides that,” Miyuki waves off, “Why do you think you’re fucked?”

The two cradle Akiko’s cheek in their hands now as she tilts her head to look at the two. When Akiko finally sits up she takes a quick sip of her coffee, rubbing the bridge of her nose.

“I know I babysit for the two of you all the time, but I honestly don’t know how I’ve been able to do that so far. Honestly I think Tanjirou has been the one babysitting for all of us.”

Chiyo tilts her head, “Why do you say that?”

“Because I’m really bad with kids.”

There’s an odd pause between the three and Akiko shifts uncomfortably under their wide eyed gaze.

Then Chiyo and Miyuki look at each other, and then back at Akiko before chorusing, “Yeah, we know.”

“Wow alright I guess I’m not babysitting anymore.”

Miyuki shrugs, “Trust me hun, we’ve known since day one. I had to show you how to hold Jin, remember? Still a work in improvement too.”

“Please stop rubbing in the salt…”

Chiyo laughs, pouring Akiko her third cup of coffee of the day before setting a reassuring hand on Akiko’s shoulder.

“I know you have trouble connecting with kids, but a part of your job is to get along with kids, isn’t it?”

Akiko sips a bit, mulling over her thoughts, “Mmm, well, yeah. But I just wave a lollipop in front of their face and promise that they get it in the end if they’re a good kid. I can’t do that with my child every day, or they’ll get cavities!”

Now it’s Miyuki’s turn to laugh, and she claps Akiko’s back harshly. Chiyo laughs along and the two laugh even harder when Akiko’s face grows beet red.

“That’s exactly what a parent would say! See? You’ll be fine!” Chiyo lightly punches Akiko’s arm, but Akiko still rubs some of the pain away. Chiyo’s arms are no joke…

Miyuki then pipes in, her own cup of coffee lifted to her nose with the steam slowly warming up her cold nose. “And besides,” she starts gently, “you have Tanjirou. Raising a child is all about teamwork, alright? You’ll be with each other every step of the way.”

---

With traffic, the drive to the orphanage took an extra half an hour. Akiko’s leg bounces in the car and her eyes read the license plate of each passing car, her mind memorizing letters and numbers in an attempt to focus on something else.

When Tanjirou moves his hand to slip his fingers through Akiko’s, she calms down a little. And then she remembers that she should be more excited than scared of having a child.

“We’re here!” Tanjirou’s bright voice breaks Akiko out of her thoughts and she blinks, clearing her vision to focus back on the hands folded in her lap.

She and Tanjirou are dressed a bit more formally for the occasion, as Akiko is in blue pencil skirt and usual billowy poet shirt. Tanjirou is wearing black pants that cling to his nicely defined legs and he’s pulled on a tight white shirt tucked into his pants. Basically, walking eye candy for Akiko to look at.

When the two step out of the car, Akiko has the chance to look up at the building.

It’s big and daunting in Akiko’s eyes, and the plethora of windows look like eyes glaring down at her. Then, she sees a couple heads pop up from the windows, and the eyes of children light up upon the sight of a car with a couple adults.

She pales at the thought of disappointing a child, and there’s a guilty feeling within her stomach when she sees older children that know they won’t be adopted. The eyes of hopeful toddlers and twins that clutch each other tightly in fear that they will be separated one day.

Tanjirou smells smoke from Akiko’s head, and her tightens his hold on her hand to anchor her back down. Then, he offers her an excited smile.

“Are you ready?”

“I need an inhaler.”

She waves off his concerned look and assures that she’s just joking around, and the two climb the steps of the orphanage building. Tanjirou does most of the talking when they reach the front desk and he fills out most of the paperwork. They’re given little visitor stickers and someone steps forward to help give them a little tour.

There’s a small craft room where kids play with clay and popsicle sticks, and Akiko sees a couple older kids working hard at japanese calligraphy.

Most of the kids are in the back playing on the playground, cheering and screaming with each other. Upon seeing Tanjirou and she, a few start to crowd around them, and Tanjirou is tugged along to play.

He has a few in his lap when they go down the slide, and he pushes a little boy on the swings to the point where the boy almost goes flying away.

A few kids grow curious of Akiko, since all she’s doing is standing by awkwardly.

“Are those your real eyes?”

“Yes.”

“What do you do?”

“I’m a doctor.”

“Are you gonna give us shots?!”

“That depends. Are you up to date on your vaccinations?”

Yeah.

She’s killin it.

She’s somehow roped into braiding a girl’s hair, and she’s struggling dearly. Tanjirou laughs when he sees how hard she’s trying, but she’s only making a mess out of the girl’s dark locks.

So Tanjirou steps in, guiding Akiko’s fingers through the girl’s hair and creating a beautiful braid.

“I’ll let you practice on me when we get home,” Tanjirou promises, and Akiko lets out a sigh of relief.

Some time later, Akiko finds herself watching Tanjirou with love filled eyes as he is turned into the playground. He easily holds a few children in his arms with another on his shoulders. When he turns around to show Akiko, the proudest smile on his face, Akiko smiles back twice as wide.

The kids laugh when they see Tanjirou turn red, suddenly shy in the face of his beloved.

“Kids look good on you,” Akiko says softly, patting his chest before the two are taken back inside to see the nursery.

Most of the babies are sleeping when the two quietly step inside with the guide. But there’s one playing by himself with a couple legos, and Akiko rushes over to wrestle a brick out of his grubby hands when she realizes that he’s about to shove it into his mouth.

“Choking hazARD-“

Tanjirou places a finger to his lips to shush her but she opens his mouth to peer inside his mouth, checking to make sure there isn’t anything else lodged into his throat.

Akiko really isn’t in the mood to have to flip this baby and slap his back.

“U- Uhm, ma’am? Please be gentle with him…”

“I’m so sorry! She’s a doctor, so she’s just doing a part of her job,” Tanjirou laughs weakly, bowing a bit to the guide before turning his attention back to Akiko.

When Akiko deems the baby okay, she sets him down. He’s a little fussy after Akiko handled him roughly, so Tanjirou steps in to pick up the baby and rock him to calm him down.

But when Tanjirou notices something, his eyes widen in surprise.

“Oh! Akiko! Look! His eyes!” Tanjirou beams, and Akiko finds the baby stuffed into her arms.

She’s holding him under his arms, blinking owlishly at the sudden predicament, but nonetheless she leans in a bit to look the baby in his eyes.

The same ginko leaves, the same molten gold, the same sunrise blend.

Akiko looks into a carbon copy pair of her own eyes.

Zenitsu’s eyes are close, but they’re a bit different. His are brighter, most hopeful, and they don’t change like Akiko’s does.

This baby has eyes that flicker between topaz and autumn leaves.

The baby tilts his head when he looks at Akiko, and Tanjirou comes closer to brush some of his inky black hair out of his face.

“He’s so cute!” Tanjirou gushes, and Akiko can’t help but smile the least bit.

“Yeah, he’s pretty cute I gues- OW?!”

Out of pure curiosity and wonder, the baby decides to shove his chubby little fingers into Akiko’s eyes.

This. Little. Fucker.

—-

“Yeah and then we adopted you I guess.”

Hiyoshi, now 16, looks at his mom with a tired expression.

Tanjirou is in the kitchen, making breakfast for the family while Akiko pets Shyoutan in her lap.

Hiyoshi looks at his mother through his thick frames, eyes no where near as blessed as his mother’s (as ironically enough.) He’s fiddling with his fingers, and Akiko sighs at his habit to hide his face behind his hair.

“And, uhm… What about Shyoutan? How did we get Shyoutan?”

The great big golden retriever has been with the family for as long as Hiyoshi can remember, and he doesn’t really know the full story as to how his parents got the dog when she was still barely been born.

Tanjirou laughs, setting a bowl of rice for each member of his little family before returning to the kitchen. Akiko chuckles under her breath as well and Hiyoshi can tell that there’s a funny story behind Shyoutan, but Akiko mercilessly stands from her spot on the couch and Shyoutan moves to let her leave.

Then, she strides over to her son and smothers his cheek with kisses, Hiyoshi trying to push his mom away from him and whining in protest.

“That’s a story for another day, Hiyoshi,” Tanjirou says, finally laying out the miso soup and the fish for his family. Everyone moves to take their seats, but Akiko turns a 180 on her son and swipes his chopsticks away.

“You know the drill young man,” she narrows her eyes. “Go feed Shyoutan before you eat.”

Hiyoshi groans, “Sometimes I feel like you guys treat the dog better than me.”

“Oh? So you don’t want to spend the day with your uncle Inosuke?”

Hiyoshi bolts to the cabinet after that, quickly filling Shyoutan’s bowl (and making it overflow, much to Akiko’s annoyance) before sitting cross legged on his chair and eating his food as fast as possible for an always early arriving Inosuke.

#taniko #bittle's murder of one #tamura akiko #akiko #kamado tanjiro #tanjirou

[eltanin-malfoy]

From the Dining Table

based on the song by Harry Styles

pairing: draco/ginny

word count: 2.5k

warning(s): heavy sexual themes/sex mention/non-graphic smut, angst, alcohol, cursing

requested: not

a/n: yet another depressing ass songfic! am i even surprised? not even a little bit. also, drinny >>> ALSO, v importantly, i’m gonna dedicate this to the lovely drawlfoy bc it was her 18th birthday on the 17th :) happy late birthday!!!!!!!!!! (also evi watch out, i’m working on a (v :/) late bday present my writer’s block has only just gone down recently :3)

taglist: @acciodracoo @drawlfoy @war-sword

also available on ffn, ao3 and fia

It was warm and it was satisfying. But then it was over and it wasn’t anymore. 

It was incredibly pathetic.

Draco lifted the sheets and brought his hand nearer to his face, turning it over. The skin of his palm was red where he’d held himself tight and was speckled with the evidence of the climax he’d brought himself to. The haze, the heat, he’d found himself in had practically vanished into thin air. He stared at it with disgust, then reached for his wand, placed precariously at the edge of his nightstand. 

He could almost imagine what she’d do if she was here. Poke his nose and giggle. Maybe even peck him on the cheek while she chided him for being silly. Ginny was always overly cheery after it was over, sometimes even uncharacteristically so. 

But Draco wasn’t. Especially not now. 

Memories of her pulsed through his mind. The sore stiffness on his front threatened to stir once more and Draco quickly flicked his wand towards his nethers and cast a cleaning charm under his breath. The sheets would be fine now. Not a soul would know what had transpired there that morning. But he… he felt tears dripping down his cheeks before he realised that the swirling in his stomach wasn’t just the aftermath of his orgasm. It was that awful, awful mixture of regret and anxiety. He was supposed to get used to it, he knew. But it felt just as painful as it had the moment it had all ended. 

There were a million ways to get over exes and he’d attempted and succeeded with them before. It’s just that this time around, he wasn’t trying. Maybe, he just didn’t want to. His heart was shattered, and instead of looking to mend it and try over again, for some reason he felt it was simpler to just mull over what had been. Or long for it, rather. 

A  few minutes had elapsed, and while his sniffing had ended, his eyelids were beginning to grow heavy. His wet cheeks felt oddly bloated and he knew his fantasy had long since ended. He’d attempted to imagine morning sex, pretending the hand he didn’t use often was hers. Why? Who knew. Who knew. He wondered when even something as primal as stroking himself would return to normalcy and he wouldn’t have to imagine it had anything to do with what used to be. This train of thought, however, was much too complex for the moment. He blinked slowly, letting the lids of his eyes droop and shield his pupils from the soft sunshine. He felt himself falling back into the void of sleep, succumbing to some odd sense of calm. The dark dreamlessness of his slumber was more comforting than anything else. 

But it wasn’t long before he felt the harsh rays of the early afternoon sun beating down on him, the glare from the french windows on the side of his room enveloping him in the heat. It was time to get up. But his feet suddenly felt too large and too heavy for the rest of his body. He could barely even fit two and two together before he walked over to the desk in the front of his room and picked up the receiver of the intercom and dialled for room service. 

Woke up alone in this hotel room

Played with myself, where were you?

Fell back to sleep, I got drunk by noon

I've never felt less cool

The harsh scent of whiskey could be smelt off his person. He knew it. Earthy, ethanolic, evocative. He’d ordered the most expensive bottle of whiskey they had and now he knew it’d been worth it. It tasted richer than that usual phenolic taste he’d become used to. You could even call it slightly leathery, with those soft notes of chocolate and smoke that Gin had taught him to look out for. Fucking hell. 

He’d poured himself just half a glass at first, mostly in an attempt to lie to himself. He wanted to limit his consumption of alcohol in the daytime, but it had been no good. The ice in his drink was still mostly solid after he’d finished his first glass, and it still was as he poured himself another. 

He’d relished the fervid feeling down his throat, the burning sensation that he hoped was numbing the pain in his chest. He stared at the half-empty bottle with nothing but remorse. He was laying back on the bed now, thoughts flitting through his mind while brain felt oddly fleshy in his skull. Every part of his body felt so heavy now he could barely lift a muscle. He’d always been deplorably lightweight. And now that he’d drunk so much all within thirty minutes, well, he was doing miserably. He could already feel his impending hangover, even the blood pumping through the veins on his head was cacophonic.

Now, now, he wished Ginny was here to take care of him. He knew this thread of thought was so very pitiful, but it was sensible. She was scarily good at handling her liquor, she always had been. Somehow. He supposed the only girl among a few brothers could certainly turn out just as, if not more, tough than the rest of them. It was something he admired, he’d told her. She could protect him when they’d be drinking. (She was a little more protective over him than he was towards her anyway.) 

His plan to distance himself from everyone and everything in an effort to get over his ex-girlfriend - ex-fiancée-to-be, ex-future-wife, whatever you wanted to call her - now seemed doltish, futile, even. Every single thing he did only reminded him of her. His original intent for his stay at this hotel had long since been lost. He’d stopped trying long since. There was no point.  

The day everything had gone to dust, it didn’t feel like it would be permanent. They’d had plenty of rifts between the two of them, which was to be expected really, what with them being as competitive and quarrelsome as they were and Ginny being a Quidditch player (  god, what a dream that was), they had their fair share of conflicts. But that time, he didn’t know that that evening, when she stepped out of his apartment, that they’d never speak again.

We haven't spoke since you went away

Comfortable silence is so overrated

Why won't you ever say what you want to say?

Even my phone misses your call, by the way

It had been a jealousy thing, he’d thought. Why she’d got so annoyed at him for spending time with Daphne. He didn’t say a word when she went out with her friends, regardless of their gender. Sure, she was very pretty, he’d admit that. But it wasn’t fair that she got annoyed at him for it. There’d only been two times when he’d had to blow off plans with her to spend time with Daph. He hadn’t meant anything by it. He hadn’t meant to forget that they were going to have dinner with her parents.

He’d told her so many times. But she hadn’t accepted his excuse. Not at all. 

“You’re a grown man, Draco. You were supposed to remember this. It was-” “Come on, Gin, I told you! I didn’t mean to forget.” “ Of course you didn’t! You didn’t mean to make my parents disapprove of you even more. You didn’t mean to make Ron hate you!”

“Gin, come on, I-” “No, don’t you ‘Gin’ me. You fucked up. Seriously. And I cannot believe you blew me off to spend time with her.”

“Her? What do you mean ‘her’? You can’t even say her name, do you despise her that much? I don’t say anything when you’re out with-with Luna or...  Potter.”

“You know there’s nothing going on between me and any of them. And there never will be. You know that. And you’ve met Luna enough times.. you don’t have to keep being snooty about her.”

“What? How was I being snooty?”

“You-you made that face. The one you make when you’re disgusted. It’s awful, you know? She’s one of my dearest friends and-” “Oh, and Daphne’s one of mine but I’m cheating with her, right?”

“I’ve told you, I trust you, it’s just that she’s so goddamn touchy and all of that. And she makes you-” 

“God, I shouldn’t even bother trying to make you like her, should I? You’re so fucking clingy.”

“Draco, goddammit, I-”

Her freckled cheeks had gone from slightly flushed to a deep crimson through the length of their conversation. With how mad she was at him, he knew she was fury in person. But now, there was something in those brown eyes of her that made him weak at the knees. Not in desperation, but more so in regret. The tears beginning to well up in the corners of her eyes made him feel like ripping his hair out in tufts. He wanted to make it all okay again. He wanted to lean down and kiss her and hug her and do anything and everything he could to make her stop looking so sad. 

“I can’t do this anymore, Draco.” “G-ginny, I didn’t mean any of it. I was mad and-” “It doesn’t matter. Y-you said it. And if you said it, you must have felt it, at least a little bit.” “No, but… I.. I’ll make it up to you. I’ll do anything, I swear.” She kept looking up at him so solemnly, so softly, with little tears streaking down her face while her dainty lips began to quiver. “It doesn’t matter.” “Ginny, I.. I’ll make it up to your parents. I’ll make them all dinner all by myself. I’ll-I’ll help.. your brothers. I’ll pay for anything. I swear. I’ve fucked up, I know. Please-” “Draco. Stop.”

She took a deep breath and looked to the side as she used the sleeve of that cute blue jumper to wipe away the mess on her face. He could hardly muster up the courage to look at her face, knowing it was him that had made her feel all that. It was enough to make his stomach drop low into his abdomen and the little food he’d had out with Daphne threaten to exit through his mouth.

Maybe one day you'll call me and tell me that you're sorry, too

Maybe one day you'll call me and tell me that you're sorry, too

Maybe one day you'll call me and tell me that you're sorry, too

He moved out of his parents’ estate and into muggle London for her, but he wasn’t even sure if she knew that. His father had never liked it at all. Him and the Weasley girl, he remembered the sour way it had dripped out of his mouth. But for once, he couldn’t take it anymore. The bloody Gryffindor he’d fallen in love with had made him feel brave enough to stand up to his father, somehow. His parents seemed okay with it. His mother did ask him to get himself his own place, however. He couldn’t even imagine what would have gone down had he fallen in love with a muggle-born, or worse, a muggle.

But here he was, making love to one, staying in a hotel in a part of London he’d never frequented before. And why? Because he thought it as revenge. It was a girl who looked similar enough to her when he squinted. Long, red hair and shapely legs. Not as freckled though, and not nearly as gorgeous. He tried not to look at her face much, because he knew the only way he could even get it up any more was by imagining it was Ginny with him. 

And it wasn’t even like he loved one night stands or something. He hadn’t even stepped out of his room much the whole time he’d stayed here. And yet, seeing him had sparked this rage, this uncontrollable hunger within him, that he just had to do something about it. 

Seeing that son of a bitch out that morning hadn’t stirred much in him at first. He’d thought now they finally had one thing in common. They were both Ginevra Molly Weasley’s exes. But of course, that was no longer true.

Ginevra Molly Weasley was seeing the other again. Or at least sleeping with him.

And how did he know this? The usual browned skin on his neck was adorned with hickeys and ceremonial bitemarks, much in Ginny’s fashion. His face was dazed and even his short, dark hair looked the slightest bit mussed. But oh, oh no. The shirt he had on.. was one of Draco’s own. Or at least it used to belong to him.

That once elegant navy button-up seemed hideous to him in that instant. Even thinking about Ginny having given it to him made his blood boil and swelter. And.. and imagining the context...

It made him want to get on his knees and wail in front of Ginny like a child. To beg for her back. Oh, how much he hated Dean bloody Thomas.

And that was how he justified his going out on the town and getting drunk that night. How he justified charming and shamelessly flirting with a girl he wouldn’t’ve even have treated with an ounce of respect even ten years earlier. It wasn’t his fault he could be so seductive when he tried to be. And he knew she was nothing but a piece of meat to her. A piece of meat that looked just enough like his lovely. Just enough for him to pretend that he loved her that night. 

He thought it would help a little bit, skin slapping against skin. He thought it would help ease that pain he felt deep inside of him. That perhaps holding someone the way he used to hold her would help him. But he knew it was no good. Because even while he tried his best to get her out of his head, she was there again. 

She was in between his fingers when they walked in a park. She was lying across his lap when he gave her the punishment she’d begged him for. She was in between his sheets while he fixed them breakfast. She was everywhere he looked, and yet she wasn’t.

She was in the teardrops that dripped down his face as he realised the girl he’d snuggled up to all night wasn’t even her. And she was still there, heavy in his heart as he quietly made his way out of the girl’s house.  God, he didn’t even remember her name, did he?

But Ginny, Ginny, Ginny’s name was all over him. Blazing red burned into his skin forever and ever still. No matter how hopeless he knew it was. No matter how much he knew there was nothing to come, no positive emotions from her to come into fruition ever, but the way she’d looked at him, so piercingly, so angry yet so calm, when he stepped out of her apartment that night, that was all he could see.

But you, you never do.

#harry styles songfic #draco malfoy #draco #ginny weasley #ginny #draco/ginny #drinny #fire and ice #draco smut #ginny smut #drinny fic #draco fic #ginny fic #smut fic #angst #angst fanfic #post break up #draco x ginny

[halfgclden]

character meme for cleo;;; brotp meme for: l/katie, l/keaton, chase/ellie, chase/lulu, parker/kerri, parker/faye, jordan/victoria, ime/fizz, cleo/fizz;;;; headcanons: ☆ for chase, ☮for parker/faye, ★ for ime

Cleo

2-4 songs that are probably on their iPod: The Orion Experience - Cult of Dionysus, Chance The Rapper - Cocoa Butter Kisses, San Cisco - The Distance, ABBA - Voulez-Vous (fun fact: Cleo only has two tattoos that are pure text and one reads “VOULEZVOUS” and the other reads “ANGELEYES” because she Knows what’s up)

the one place they sometimes end up falling asleep – where they’re not supposed to: it’d be in the woods or the strawberry fields, but this happens very rarely

the game they’d destroy everyone else at: she loves pool and loves making people think she seems bad at it so that she can bet them lol 

the emoticon they’d use most often: ok it’s between 💕 and the pleading face but that won’t show up on the computer so

what they act like when they haven’t had enough sleep: she gets pretty cranky lol. it’s like when she can’t choose an outfit normally she just figures something out but when she’s tired and can’t pick out an outfit she wants to cry and not get out of the shower until the water runs cold.

their preferred hot beverage on really cold nights. or mornings. or whenever.: she likes chai lattes or mulled wine, depending on the mood

how they like to comfort/care for themselves when they’re in a slump: she likes to take baths but she can’t really do that at camp lol (which makes her extra sad), so she’ll do yoga, light some candles, and then play sad music over her headphone and pretend she’s in a music video as she stares out the window (bonus points if it’s raining and/or she’s on the bus)

what they wanted to be when they grew up: a writer, and then an architect (the second of which she’s actually got a degree in)

their favorite kind of weather: she likes it when it rains, but a warm rain, because it reminds her of home

thoughts on their singing voice (decent? terrible? soprano? alto?): she’s got a pretty good voice that she doesn’t do anything with but sing along to the radio/her playlist (but also get her drunk enough and she’s way down for karaoke)

how/what they like to draw or doodle: she mostly draws plants and things of that nature (ha, get it?)

L/Katie

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: L and every single time she pretends she didn’t do it and then laughs her head off at her own joke

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple: gonna ignore this bc ya

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: i can’t see either of them getting arrested but maybe katie because L went to a protest or something and got caught up in arrests???

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: katie seems like she’d give good advice. she was probably like “L what’s up with you and Blue n Rosie?? stop being a useless lesbian” so ya c:

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: i feel like katie does this and L just giggles

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: ummm they both seem like they’d be like “no, you take what you want” “no, no, i insist, take what you want” lol

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: L starts them and they both get tired rather than anyone winning

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: omf would either of them??? 

L/Keaton

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: see above lol, but she’d take them from Keaton less often and offer some of her own as well

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple: ha neither they’re both like “EW”

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: keaton is so tame but i can see some unfortunate thing happening that he got caught up in and he calls L all embarrassed bc he’s like “i don’t want rory to worry too much”

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: i think L is the one that gives more advice and comfort!!

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: L and keaton lets it slide because she’s a goober

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: lol L so that keaton can get the bottom bunk with his leg

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: they seem like they’d each throw a pillow and L would flop dramatically and give a death monologue 

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: neither?? idk

Chase/Ellie

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: chase always and ellie’s like “YOU HAVE UR OWN” and chase is like “YA BUT URS LOOK BETTER”

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: look ik its always chase in jail but ellie has such a temper i feel like she’d be the one to be arrested lol 

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: umm chase gives comfort, not advice, and he also doesn’t date so i guess that answers that

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: lol chase?? he’d cheat by changing his card to say what he wanted it to with his powers

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: chase says give me top bunk or give me death

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: i feel like chase would start one jokingly and end up yelling “i surrender!!!” over and over again as all the siblings team up against him

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: omf definitely not chase. i feel like ellie WOULD tho and chase’s hair would turn bright pink 

Chase/Lulu

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: they each steal so many fries from each other that they might as well have eaten their own fries

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple: it’d have to be lulu

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: ok it’d be lulu busting chase out but also the idea of lulu going to jail and then making friends w all the inmates is so funny to me lol

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: they seem like they both wouldn’t?? chase might be like “u have any crushes?? is it carly?? u should do an interpretive dance to her favourite song i bet she’d fall for u then”

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: lulu and chase is like “oh!! i can not see! i must be blind!”

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: i feel like they’d actually race each other for it lol. chase pulls her off as she’s going up the ladder, lulu oils it so he can’t get up, they both have to sleep on the floor

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: lulu starts them, chase is too good at them, but also i can see her and logan and carly all teaming up against him here too

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: gods why can i 100% see lulu saying this and chase being like “noooooo”

Parker/Kerri

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: parker and kerri is like “why didn’t you get two orders????” and he’s like “bc you got one that i could eat (:”

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple: lmao parker and kerri���s like “get ouTTa here valentine”

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: i can’t imagine why parker would go to jail but it would probably be kerri busting him out lol

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: hmmm kerri bc parker’s not good at advice oR comfort lmao

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: kerri only did this once when she realized how dumb the move was in chess and just took it back. parker didn’t even realize what her mistake was

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: parker would want the bottom bunk tbh

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: kerri and parker’s like “oh so thAt’s how it is???” and she gives up before it gets too intense

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: omf parker?? but only when he’s in a certain mood and then kerri’s like “you can’t sAy that”

Parker/Faye

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: parker tried once and got one warning. next time he’s getting stabbed

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple: neither, faye just gags loudly

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: lmao parker and he’s like “tsk tsk” and she’s like “not another word”

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: lmao they don’t talk about this stuff with each other

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: um if parker tried this he Would get stabbed

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: faye calls dibs on whatever she wants that day and parker’s like “ugh” and argues for like five minutes just to argue and then lets her have whichever she wants

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: they don’t pillow fight anymore because every time they did it would get too serious lol

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: um this seems like more of a faye line but would she say this to jack ???

Jordan/Victoria

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: jordan doesn’t get food, he just steals victoria’s fries and then she’s like “vvvvvvv why didn’t you just sAy you wanted friES????”

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: if jordan ever got caught, victoria. but also if victoria ever got caught doing something w cyrus i doubt she’d call jordan lol

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: umm they Don’t

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: they shamelessly cheat in other ways lol

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: jordan teleports there and sticks his tongue out and she’s like “well i wanted the bottom bunk ANWAY asshole”

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: jordan starts them and nobody wins them bc he runs away but vic counts that as him giving up so she wins lol

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: both of them are like “ew” but also vic would just to annoy him

Ime/Fizz

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: hmm fizz steals them and ime lets her

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: ime has to bust fizz out and fizz is like “don’t say it” and ime’s like “u shouldn’t have gotten caught” and fizz is like “i told u not to say it!!!” and then she’s like “ugh just don’t tell alec they’ll cry” and ime’s like “hmmmmmmm… ok”

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: lol ime gives advice and fizz is like “omfg did i ask??”

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: neither of them need to do this they just play and let their powers go wild

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: hmm fizz

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: umm ime starts fizz wins?

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: ime says this to caine and fizz is like “i’ll kill u”

Cleo/Fizz

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: ummm fizz but cleo would offer anyway

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple: lol cleo would

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: cleo does nOt seem like the person who fizz would call but she’d come get her if she did

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: cleo’s like “ugH i like someone” and fizz is like “can u be a little quieter abt that please that’s gross”

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: they cheat in other ways thank u v much

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: ummm cleo will say she’s fine with either and then fizz chooses the one she wants and cleo sulks lol

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: cleo starts them by accident, fizz wins

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: fizz?? to make fun of cleo mostly

Chase

☆ - happy headcanon

chase will leave post it notes on his sibling’s doors/on the bathroom door/mirror to remind them to take their vitamins, grab their glasses on the way out the door, or pick up milk (and things like that). it started as a way to remind jesse that he should wear his glasses more but now caspar or ellie will also wake up with a little note on their door with a doodle that’s like “don’t forget an umbrella today! its supposed to rain!!

Parker/Faye

☮ - friendship headcanon

parker loves having a friend that he can be competitive with and also kind of be a total bitch with. he likes the fact that they banter and don’t talk about anything too serious

Ime

★ - sad headcanon

ime’s grandmother died only a few months after they arrived at camp. they were able to go home for the funeral, but they didn’t even know that she’d been sick and feel as though they never had a proper goodbye

#char: ime #char: parker #char: chase #char: cleo #answered #parkerfaye #lkeaton #lkatie #cleofizz #imefizz #chaseellie #chaselulu #jordanvictoria #parkerkerrigan

[mikwrites-archive]

cool cat

synopsis: fake dating au

pairing: warren worthington iii x female reader

warnings: swearing

a/n: u can listen to this song if u want cool cat by queen bc i was listening to it while writing this; it matches more to the ending and i fuckin love it its a jam - also theres gonna be another part probably if u guys want its just that this one was rlly LONG (again)

reblogs, likes, and comments are greatly appreciated !!!

part one

“How many times have I fucking told you to put a shirt on? I’ve seen your closet; I know you have them.”

Warren rolled his eyes at you as he lounged on the couch, blowing smoke from his cigarette at you derisively.

“Just take off your shirt, then it’s fair.” He grinned, yelping as you whipped a pillow at him with a glare.

“Tsk, tsk, is that how you treat someone when they’re thinking over your proposal?”

“Relax, Worthington. I didn’t ask you to marry me.” You scoffed. “And I know you aren’t going to do it so just forget it.”

“That’s where you’re wrong princess.” Warren stated matter of factly, snuffing out his cigarette, noticing your wrinkled nose. You had asked him to maintain the role of boyfriend for family events, since Christmas dinner had gone so well (at least to you both).

“I’ll do it. But only if you do the same for me.”

“What?” You blinked, baffled.

“I’ll be your fake boyfriend in front of your family, if you be my fake girlfriend in front of my friends.” He shrugged nonchalantly. “Every year they have this getaway at this huge mansion someone lends them for a few days, and you have to go with me because they’ve been trying to set me up forever now and it’s fucking annoying.”

“You have friends besides me?”

“Jealous?” Warren raised an eyebrow with a smirk as you laughed.

“Just surprised anyone else would be willing to put up with you.”

“Fuck off.” Warren scoffed as you snickered. He waited amusedly until you calmed down before prompting you to an answer.

“So do we have a deal?”

“How did you guys meet?”

Warren shoots you a sharp glance, but you pay no attention, only smiling at Jean who questioned curiously.

All the girls were sitting in the lounge, the boys playing pool, though Warren was with you, his arm slung around you lazily as you were getting to know everyone better.

“He asked for my number at a bar while he was drunk. Classy.” You smirked as Ororo snorted and Jean raised her eyebrows at Warren who protested.

“I did not-”

“I dunno, it sounds like you.” Jubilee laughed.

“Alright, I’m going to play pool. You ladies can keep trashing my name but I’ll be over there.” Warren stood, pecking a casual kiss on your cheek.

“So we have permission to trash your name without feeling bad?” You inquired, sending everyone into giggles as Warren flipped you the finger.

“Warren’s certainly happy you’re here.” Jubilee piped in cheekily. “He’s usually miserable at these things. I don’t know why he didn’t bring you here before when you were just roommates too!”

“Happy?” You raised your eyebrows. “He’s always like that. I call it pissy.” 

“You’re one lucky girl if he’s always like that around you.” Ororo nodded. “He’s downright rude, usually.”

“He likes you a lot.” Jean smiled. “More than he would like to admit. And I’m glad he’s found someone who returns his feelings.”

Mulling over what they had just stated, you watched across the room at Warren as everyone moved onto other topics, trying to find any difference that they spoke of. 

You supposed he was quite nice to you a lot of the time, taking in consideration of how you did see him act when you first met, getting into less fights where he’d come home bloody and bruised, smoking slightly less, and keeping you entertained with his sharp wit and banter.

You found yourself observing the way he laughed, pink lips curving up in a smile before parting to let out almost an exhale of amusement, leaning on the pool stick, his eyes roving the table interestedly, his hand coming up to comb through his messy curls.

You cursed yourself.

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#warren worthington x reader #warren worthington iii #warren worthington imagine #warren worthington the third #archangel #archangel imagine #archangel x reader #angel imagine #angel x reader #xmen imagine #xmen #x men imagine #x men #ok i lied about it being about warren more it changed sorrry

[machi-kun]

Just I think the ending they gave to Steve in Endgame is out of character? Guys the problem is not Steve going after his own happiness, the problem is not Steve being selfish, the problem is that he is stealing Steve and Peggy's life from that reality he created going into 1942. Peggy Carter would never accept marry and live life with a man she doesn't know just because he has the face of the love of her life, the Steve she loves is frozen.

I can sort of agree with that. From an outsider’s point of view, it is unfair - Steve is not the same person anymore, and both him and Peggy should be able to recognize that. Not just that, what are they gonna do with the Steve that is still frozen in that timeline? And I don’t know about you, but if someone I wasn’t even in a relationship with somehow abandoned their entire timeline, their friends and family, and created a whole new one just to be with me, and fully knowing what would happen to me in the future, including how I’d die?

No, thanks. I’m calling the police. 

But I also know they are not thinking clearly. Not that this makes it okay, because it doesn’t, but they aren’t being rational about it the moment they meet. A little further down the line, however, I do think Peggy should realize how terrible the idea of Steve sticking around is, but knowing the MCU, I’m just screaming into the void, really. I would not call it out of character, but I would call it out of place. 

At a certain point in the MCU, I would have said it fits perfectly with Steve’s character. Particularly, from between CA:TWS and just before IW. That’s the part of the MCU where Steve is just doing whatever the hell he wants with very little consideration to what he may cause, and the plot conveniently makes him right and fully supported all the time. With that mentality, it would be easy to him to see this as a perfectly reasonable option. Not that he would do it with evil intentions, no - but in a “I am completely trapped by my past and I will never be over it no matter how many connections I make in this future, so I might as well throw the towel and go back” sort of way. Kind of nihilistic, almost. THE THING IS!!!!

Steve is not that person anymore when Endgame rolls around! 

As much as I partake in the whole “Steve yeeted himself out the timeline bc he lost Tony and Nat :(((” fest, what Steve does is worse, in my book. He leaves Sam, Bucky, Thor, Bruce, everyone. The rest of his family. Krusca once described Steve’s motivation to go back as a “must fullfil the only promise he still has pending” mentality, seen as his debt with Bucky had already been paid, and his debt with Tony is now impossible to remove, but even still, it’s MINDBLOWING how quickly his character development was built and then immediately shot down in the same movie. I was going along with this logic until the end part - because either Steve grows and learns to move on, or he doesn’t and goes back in time. Doing both is just not possible. 

Let me put it this way: Moving on would mean Steve is okay with the fact that what is gone is gone. That includes Peggy, Nat, Tony, his past, everything. That would be growth. Growth for MCU Steve would be to stop holding himself into such high regard, to be able to understand the past is gone and he is not the same, he does not belong to that past anymore, and to build a life outside the identity of Captain America and soldier who only knows of battle and war. That would be growth. That would be fulfillment. And it seems like he’s going that way - but then he goes back, and it all goes down the drain. Because going back means he still thinks he could regain that past. He’s still mulling over it. Not to say it’s not hard for him to move on, but if he doesn’t, then what is the point?????

I would have expected that from TWS Steve. I most certainly would have expected that from CW Steve. Endgame Steve? He did not deserve that. That ending is an insult to Steve’s character, I think, and as much as I can understand how sad he must’ve been at losing his old life and how hopeful it would be to have the chance to gain it all back - it is not his duty to create an entire timeline for his own, to leave the people who care about him behind without so much as a word, to insert himself into the life of a woman who has told him, to his face, she moved on and so should he, no matter how easy it seemed to go back. So out of character? Not really. But a complete lack of understanding of who Steve is? Absolutely. 

#I CANT #EVERYTIME SOMEONE TALKS TO ME ABOUT THIS I GO OFF #I HATE HIS ENDING SO MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA #THEY RUINED IT! RUINED IT! #WE COULD HAVE HAD IT AAAAAAAAALLLLLL #steve rogers #machi replies #endgame #anon #ask

[crqstalite]

pt. 1, unexpected (andronikos && mierrio)

this is gonna be bad, i’m just warning you now (i also think everything’s bad, but you be the judge of that). but i really wanted to write mierrio n andronikos to kick off the heritage universe, so this happened.

lowercase intended, primarily for aesthetic n bc i’m lazy sorry.

written 7.6.19. word count: 2,839.

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mierrio usually didn’t need a lot of prompting to relax. the ghosts are finally quiet (still binded to her, but hey, they could have some power she might need in the future), and the fury is a nice ship. with some particularily frivulous updates by her hand, it’s more like a castle than a ship to be completely honest.  feels like her own private getaway, if she didn’t share it with five others.

and she adores it. running a brush through her hair, her eyes flicker to the dress she’d picked out, sparkling in the dark light of her cabin, a gorgeous purple that she’d saved specifically for him. tonight, she’d asked khem to keep ashara and xalek under a watchful eye (she didn’t care what talos did as long as he didn’t tear her ship apart), because she and andronikos were going out tonight. a small miracle, after not even having a proper marriage ceremony (becoming a dark council member and finally getting rid of thanaton was a good replacement though), and she intended to enjoy it without any interruptions.

not that ashara and xalek were much of any bothers. ashara was always willing to learn and xalek was often… quiet at his post, the best any master could really ask for. talos mumbled away to himself in the cargo bay and khem kept to himself in the crew quarters. that left her and andronikos plenty of time to get up to things that would most likely make her mother roll in her grave, wherever she was. she didn’t know what it was, maybe his uncanny charm, maybe the way he made her scream his name in the darkness of their quarters, she didn’t know or care. she figured the dress would give him enough provocation to continue on with her after they returned to the ship.

satisfied with her hair, she pinned it back into the small bob she was now known for. she was going to shave it like andronikos had once suggested, but decided to keep it short and around her neck for now. privately, she’d told him he’d have nothing to pull on in a fit of passion, and that changed his mind quick enough. mierrio liked this look, being a darth often meant not running through trials and finding artifacts for a madwoman, so longer hair was no longer an issue. she found she loved showcasing her feminity and not being threatened or predated on for it, and her hair and choice of clothing was just one of those displays.

as a slave, she previously had no choice. now, she was as free as she’d ever be, so she took anything she could get.

stepping out of her cabin, she wraps her arms around herself underneath her poncho. it’s a little chilly, nothing she can’t handle, but personally she likes her room a little warmer. it takes a moment for the temperature change to settle in, but she catches the tail end of ashara’s cloak as she quietly steps out of the hallway leading to the exit of the ship. mierrio had been aware her apprentice had been out today with andronikos (doing what she didn’t remember or have enough willpower to care), but hadn’t been aware they’d need to sneak around to return. “ashara? i wasn’t aware you’d be back so soon.”

ashara froze, andronikos behind her as she held something close to her chest underneath her outer robes. “master! ah, i’m sorry i didn’t call ahead, something…came up is all and i needed to get back!”

“what came up?” now she’s curious. what could’ve prompted ashara to be so worried to drag andronikos all the way back to the ship? it could be heat stroke, but she doesn’t look terribly sweaty or hot. they’d gone out with plenty of water this morning, but they weren’t supposed to be back for another few hours. it must’ve been important, especially if andronikos didn’t stay out by himself.

she opens her mouth to inquire, when the…thing underneath ashara’s robes wriggles. mierrio freezes mid-step just before she’s about to reach her apprentice and husband, and locks eyes with her, stifling her yelp of fear. “ashara. what was that?”

“uh…nothing master!” she says a little too quickly, making moves to step backwards into the engine area, where she usually resides during the day, andronikos attempting to block mierrio’s view of her.

narrowing her eyes, mierrio raises her voice a bit, crossing her arms over her chest. “ashara zavros, what did you bring aboard my ship?”

she and andronikos nervously make eye contact, almost having a whole conversation between just those looks. and mierrio revel hates being left out of anything. however, her apprentice doesn’t need any more prompting before undoing the top of her robes and tenderly pulling out a tanned, yellow blanket. it’s clearly covering a bundle of some sort as mierrio tiptoes forward, brushing a loose hair away from her face as ashara hands it to andronikos softly, muttering “you explain it to her.”

“explain what?” she asks, almost getting a glance of what was in the bundle as andronikos holds it closer to his chest just out of view. “andronikos…”

“i’ll explain in a minute, sith. just promise you won’t have my head.” he says defensively. she gives him a look that makes him blush a bit in the dark lighting before she sighs, and nods.

“i won’t have your head, not for now at least.”

ashara visibly gulps as andronikos pulls a sliver of the blanket off the bundle. beneath it, is a sleeping green twi'lek infant. it’s tiny fists are balled up, close to their face, clearly dreaming as they breath softly, barely audible among the other sounds of the ship. they’re face is darker than their hands, so she figures he must’ve been out in the sun unprotected for a while (not unusual on tatooine at all) before they’d brought him back.

“andronikos revel, you brought a baby onto the ship.”

“yes?”

“why?”

“well, it’s kind of a long story.” he shifts the bundle to cradle them better as mierrio cocks a suspcious eyebrow, her eyes continually being dragged back to the baby as they shift ever so slightly against andronikos’ arms. “we were out in the dune sea, right? out there looting some of the pirates, business as usual. then, ashara wandered off, so i had to go find her,” ashara jabs him in his side (a move mierrio had once taught her during basic training without a saber), light enough not to make him drop their visitor, but hard enough to make him yelp ‘ow’. “not hard, obviously, but when i found her, she said she heard crying somewhere. so i followed her for a bit, and in a little camp nestled away near a cliff, we found a tent. that tent had this one in it.”

“there was nobody there, and with closer inspection, no one had been for a couple of days. to put it plainly, we figured no one was coming back for him.” ashara shrugs. “i’m sorry master, but we couldn’t just leave him out there all by himself.”

mulling over her present thoughts, she took a deep breath and exhaled. “and what did you intend to do with him once you arrived back on the ship?” they surely didn’t have the supplies to be raising a baby, they’d been running on fumes since they landed in mos ila. now that she thought about it, she had forgotten to remind the rest of the crew of that.

“well, we didn’t get that far once we got back to the spaceport. our immediate concern was making sure he stayed cool and hydrated.” ashara responded. “andronikos suggested raising him ourselves.”

“you did what?” she asked, quieter as she steeled her eyes on her husband.

“ashara suggested giving him to an orphanage, and i agreed.” he said, stepping back a bit from her nervously as she puts her hands on her hips. “'less you had another idea?”

she could hear the hope in his voice, that she would have another idea and possibly agree with his original suggestion. “my room, now. give him to ashara, we need to talk.”

“good luck.” mierrio could hear from her apprentice as she turned around, stalking right back to her room (well, their room, but it was difficult referring to it as such).

“nice knowing you, jedi.” andronikos responded, following after her.

-

“alright, what do you want to talk about, mier?” she must be giving him a sour look, because he’s trying to butter her up again. “c'mon babe, you’re not actually mad are you?”

“mad is an understatement, andronikos.”

“okay.” he takes his arm away from around her shoulders as she leans back against the wall in their quarters. “look, maybe not my best moment, but you sith are all about family right?”

“is that what you intended for us and this twi'lek to be? a family?” she sounds completely and utterly sarcastic, and she doesn’t care either. “stars, what’s gotten to you?”

“well, you don’t have to be so upset about it, sith.”

“i’d be less upset if you’d told me first.”

he rubs his temples as she’s trying to keep her simmering anger from boiling over. he had no bad intentions, she knows that. andronikos has never tried to hurt her, and she doubts he ever will, but for her to…to. to be a mother? is that what he intended for her to do if they did take this baby in?

oh stars. she can barely keep her own crew (much less herself) out of harm’s way. much less an infant that couldn’t even wield a blaster yet, and depended on her to keep them safe and warm and fed.

she panicking unnecessarily now, she can tell, but having to take care of the children of the dancers had when she was still a slave on nar shaddaa hadn’t ended well. she missed those that survived, and often felt that she’d failed them in some way. and while she’s not a teenager anymore, she’s also aware there’s at least a decade seperating her and her husband. something they’d never discussed, but something she was always mildly aware of.

“look, mierrio. i know maybe this isn’t…well perfect-”

“far from it.”

“but i mean, not saying it’s always been a dream but i like entertaining the idea of you and i…y'know raising a kid or two. you don’t have to say yes, i’m not forcing you to, taking him back to dromound kaas probably isn’t advisable. but-” he’s searching for words as she goes through her own thoughts. she’d never taken andronikos for a family man (he’s a pirate for star’s sake, and she’s a sith. either of them could die, leaving the other a single parent or in the worst case scenario, leaving their child as an orphan), but she’d be lying if she said she never entertained the idea of children as well. especially after all of the talk about leaving a legacy behind when she was dead. maybe force-sensitive, maybe not. darker skin, lighter skin. brown eyes, green eyes. black hair, brown hair. an adventerous little girl, a quickshot little boy. she’d never gotten over the idea of having one of her own, holding an infant in her arms with the surname revel and part of the kallig legacy.

them being hers. being theirs. being a product of her love for this insufferable pirate.

“i never said no, andronikos.” she eventually says, breaking the silence.

“i-what?” he looks stunned for a second.

“i never said no. i just said i’d be less upset if you’d informed me of your…find, earlier.” she muses for a moment, before continuing on, partially daydreaming (also very slowly realizing his comment about sending him to dromound kaas held some truth with him being a twi'lek), “it is true, sith do value family. and while i am most definitely not ready to carry ours… i would be willing to raise this one as our own.”

“you would?” it’s not elation in his eyes, or maybe it is, but he’s most definitely happy. something that sometimes takes a bit for mierrio to figure out if he’s not directly smiling (she’s always been bad with emotions, apparently having a resting bitch face and more oblivious than she’d like to be). “means a lot, mierrio.”

“oh, i know.” she smirks, sidling up to him as she leans up against his body. his kisses are like fire as they battle for dominance for a moment, though as always, she let’s him win. “alright, don’t get yourself too excited, andronikos.”

“fine, fine.” he doesn’t pull away from her though. some days she feels like his eyes stare into her soul, and unlike other men, she welcomes it. she has nothing to hide from him, and she’s not afraid he’ll wound her if she says something wrong. he brushes a loose strand of hair from her face as she kisses him again. there’s one of those mischevous smiles on his lips again, and it’s absolutely infectious. “we might as well get back before your apprentice assumes i’m dead.”

“if we have to.” she responds, as her eyes wander to her small cabinet that stored her more…personal effects, almost groaning as she imagines the dress. “you also ruined my evening, andronikos.”

“ah, i’m sorry sith. know you were looking forward to it.” one hand snakes down her hip, and she smirks, figuring what he’s implying. “guess we have one more thing to celebrate tonight, don’t we?”

“it seems that way, doesn’t it?” she asks, allowing herself one more kiss in the darkness of their room. her entire life has just changed, most likely for the better, hopefully. she hasn’t met a lot of other mothers, especially those that are sith, so she’s going in blind. she’s praying to whatever deity that’s out there she doesn’t get herself or this baby killed.

-

returning the communal area in the ship, ashara still has the baby with her, but talos is with her now, as well as khem and xalek lurking a few feet behind her. she’s seen ashara smile before, but there’s something absolutely whimsical about seeing her smile at the twi'lek infant. she looks up once she sees mierrio return, though her smile fades to her disappointment. “master.”

“ashara.” she’s mulling over how to respond, sitting down next to her as her apprentice straightens rigidly against the couch. she’d have to talk to ashara later, and possibly xalek about not being as afraid of her as they seem to be. softening her features requires a bit of concentration, but she does so. “may i hold him?”

“yes, of course.” she says, carefully handing her the small baby. she seems as if ashara truly does not want to let him go, so instead of heading back to her quarters as she’d originally wanted to, she stays on the couch.

he’s a cute little thing, with startling purple eyes that stood out against his jade green skin. she’s not sure whether he’s even directly looking at her, as they wander from person to person. but, mierrio can feel herself internally relaxing, allowing herself a smile. it becomes more and more of a reality that this is her son, or at least would be legally once they registered him as such.

“he’s cute, ain’t he mierrio?” andronikos asks, standing behind the couch as he leans over to look at him. “told you we wouldn’t die, ashara.”

“i had my concerns, i’ll admit that.” she says, smiling.

“what shall we do with him, my lord?” talos questions.

she scans the others faces, ashara’s hopeful, much like talos’. khem…well khem doesn’t seem to have any, nor does xalek. however, she tilts her head backwards to meet andronikos’, who while surprised, understands her. it’s a brief kiss, one that leaves her wanting more, but she figures it’s enough of an explanation. it’s the first time they’ve ever kissed in front of the crew, but turning back to them, she smiles. “we’ll keep him.”

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god this is so bad. i’m actually crying with how bad this is. i can’t promise it gets better but i can promise more of it.

i also like to headcanon my companions bonding together. the companions of the week? mierrio’s apprentice n her husband. i headcanon andronikos as very,, per se chaotic at times. ashara is most likely still pretty gullible,, but also p chaotic in her own right.

tl;dr i think they’d be good friends, bonding from taris to hoth without anyone else but khem val n his possession by zash.

#swtor #star wars the old republic #female sith inquisitor #swtor oc #swtor fanfiction #swtor fanfic #female sith inquisitor/andronikos revel #andronikos revel #mierrio revel #lord kallig #darth nox

[cannibalisticskittles]

god this is like. the dumbest idea ever, but i’ve been mulling over a vtmb au for saints row, since 1. i’ve been playing the games in close proximity of each other, and 2. saints row 3 has that dlc where you gain vampiric powers, which is obviously not canon-canon, but like, what if it was? IE, an AU where The Saints Are Vampires.

first of all, the boss would be a brujah. a clan of rebels, with or without a cause, known for being quick to action and quick to get physical? “individualistic, outspoken, and turbulent?” absolutely fits the boss.

and the fact of the matter is, regardless of how they got bit, they ain’t gonna be angsting over the moral dilemmas of the matter. none of that ‘woe is me, i am monstrous now, i must sustain myself with the lifeblood of mortals, am i even human now?’ they’re on a liquid diet and they’ve gotta apply that sunblock extra thick now, but they get sweet fangs, they can hit twice as hard now, and they can GET hit way harder before it starts to hurt, so... nice. cool trade-off.

(also since they’d have to be sired by another brujah to be a brujah, they’re probably bit by someone who’s a fan of the saints and wants to show their devotion to the saints by gifting the boss with cool supernatural powers. [i’m imagining this happening some time between sr2 and sr3 since that’s when the powers show up, but that’s flexible.] vampire childer are supposed to be loyal to their sires, but the boss... ain’t about that life. so their sire probably either dies — maybe gets executed by the camarilla for turning the boss without permission — or else the boss just ignores that whole “subservient to the person that turns them” thing. anyone who thinks they can control the boss is a damn fool.)

and then, of course, they’d bite and sire johnny, because there ain’t no way they’re enduring eternity without him.

next up is the lieutenants. the boss is generous, they’re willing to share these gifts. it’s possible that they sire all the lieutenants personally, so you’d have a whole HEAP of brujah vamps running around, but... as they learn a bit more about their newfound powers, they might find out that the other clans have different specialties/powers. this clan works great for them, but they want the best for the saints, so they might find vamps from other clans to sire the lieutenants in order to give them the powers that they’d prefer. (potential sires are... coerced into compliance, once found. bite them or bite the dust, ain’t no other choices here.)

in that case? pierce is def a toreador. they’re fixated on beauty, and they retain the most humanity of all the clans. and that’s pierce! he’s a work of art in and of himself, spreading beauty by being the face of the saints, AND he brings a lot of heart to the team. he’s the most in tune with how the other saints are feeling — he takes it on himself to help them out when they’re not at their peak, singing with the boss to get them to relax, finding things for them all to do to take their mind off johnny’s death/whatever might be bugging them. (plus, just try and say no to his merch deals when he dazzles you with his toreador Presence.)

shaundi... i’m less certain about. if they take the time to find out more about the vamp clans, it draws out the process, so there’s higher odds that shaundi would be shifting towards “i want to be more capable, Not Be Kidnapped All The Time” by the time they decide on something. she might be fine with being a brujah — they’ve got considerable physical strength, which is conducive to Not Being Kidnapped. she might also be intrigued by gangrels, though — try and tell her she can’t hold her own when she can Turn Into A Giant Wolf, Motherfucker

i don’t think they’d sire anyone during the events of sr3. they’re all mourning, first of all, and while they want to avenge johnny, that doesn’t mean that the alliances they’re forming will last beyond that.

kinzie would probably end up being bit afterwards, though. at least, the boss would offer it. i’m not sure if she’d accept. it DOES work pretty well with her lifestyle... i don’t think she’d be diametrically opposed to becoming a nosferatu — they value a lot of the same things, and the physical change is dramatic, but also on some level... whatever, she prefers to be a recluse, what’s it matter? at the same time, though, why? what benefit does it give her? i think she’d consider all her options — she could learn how to Obfuscate herself, keep others from seeing her at all, or see what she wants them to, but if she’s bit by a ventrue, she can Dominate peoples’ minds and make them do her bidding, which has a nice ring to it... ooh, but the LaSombra would let her do that AND control shadows? she’s gonna make an Informed Decision. the boss is gonna regret giving her full control over this decision.

is their vampirism a secret? Not Really. but they can skirt masquerade violations by making a ton of saints ghouls — give them a sip of vamp blood once a month and they can hit a little harder, run a little faster, take a few more hits... only a fraction of vamp powers but without most of the drawbacks, plus they’d now be considered a part of vampire society, at least enough that they’re allowed to know about vamp stuff without being A Threat. and people NOTICE how odd the saints are — but talk show hosts bring up the boss’ nocturnal habits and how their enemies often have what appear to be bite marks on them, and they do have REALLY sharp teeth... “yeah, jane, the vampire life has been treating me well,” the boss says, and everyone just laughs. they’re open with it, so it seems too goofy to be true. no one thinks they’re REALLY vampires bc they think they’re all FAKE vampires. it’s like, part of the gimmick.

anyway, come sriv, imagine matt losing his everloving shit when he realizes that the leader of the third street saints and their top lieutenants and maybe even some of the common grunts are vampires, are you kidding, how long have you been like this??

“i dunno,” says the boss. “couple months before steelport?”

“before—?!?” matt splutters. “you mean this whole time?? the whole — kinzie!! were you also—?”

kinzie shrugs. “nah. i got bit after we took over the city. i didn’t need an advantage like that to beat you.”

(also: while matt fits the bill for the typical nosferatu — subterfuge, working from the shadows rather than putting themselves on the front lines, excellent at collecting information, and specifically a phenomenal hacker, which the nosferatu seem to collect — he’s also vain. He’s Too Beautiful to wreck his looks like that. the physical change he’d have to endure to join the ranks of the nosferatu is just plain unpalatable. given that, i think he might be interested in the tremere. they’re ~mysterious~ and ~mystical~ and they’re basically wizard vampires. even if it’s not the perfect fit, u think he’d turn down the chance to be bit?? Matt Miller, NyteBlayde’s #1 Fan And Lore Curator?? not on ur life, buddy.)

#kelsey plays saints row #saints row #vtmb #i don’t know that asha would Want to be a vamp at all #if so..... she’d maybe lean more towards a camarilla-allied clan #because they’re (supposed to be) all about keeping an eye on things. not causing chaos for humans. #but i lean towards her not being into the whole idea much at all #that could just be me tho

[haechanfairie]

nct and cuddling

so i saw this post by @sunnyhyuck and i needed to make this lmao

taeil: likes to be cuddled, not much of a cuddler, is very soft, will lay on top of u, probably put on a migos album soft music or one of those 10 hour long lofi hip-hop studying playlists and it will be very relaxing and sweet,, probably harmonizes to some of the songs softly and ask you to run your hands through his hair and you will both most likely fall asleep

johnny: can cuddle, probably will cuddle, and you will be engulfed and/or wrapped by his tall, long-bodied ass (which doesn’t sound too bad tbh) but you will be warm and probably watch vine compilations on repeat, and maybe scroll through and laugh at twitter beef for a while and maybe watch old snsd music videos and live performances (flower power and karma butterfly a faves and  genie live version,, and into the new world remix????? bithc)

taeyong: def loves to be cuddled, will cuddle almost anywhere, also soft, y’all read to each other and he probs falls asleep in ur warm embrace, but didn’t plan ahead for a blanket so shivers for a while as you try and untangle yourself from him and get one, bc he got u down on lock,, but soon finally get free and try and find the fluffiest blanket and then just settle next to him and wrap it around yourself and cuddle him until you fall asleep as well

yuta: does both and likes both, will make it so much more complicated than it needs to be, will plan out the logistics before you even ask him so he can wow u with his cuddling skills, but its all for good reason bc he’s so good at it and you don’t know why but the minute he holds u or u hold him one of yall knocks tf out into dreamland and afterwards is like “wow best sleep i’ve had in ages”

kun: a cuddler, so cute, and will pout if u don’t. cuddling is an event for him, so he probably made sure his schedule was clear, made yall snacks and drinks before cuddling, stole the comfiest blanket in the dorm, loaded up “the little prince”, “mune: guardian of the moon”, and some Disney original movies to keep y’all awake and is prepared for at least 5 hours of cuddling, no joke

doyoung: more of a cuddlee than that of a cuddler, wants to be wrapped up in u, blankets, and lov. he is probably gonna want a quiet space to cuddle, will make bad jokes, and will lock his arms around u so u cant escape from his shitty jokes (not that you want to) but he makes you laugh and sometimes tickles u softly and u retaliate and yall have a sweet soft time

ten: cuddle him,,, he needs it,,,,, will wrap around you like a koala and is about as soft as one. ur cuddling is not quiet, he will put on like a funny video and the both of u will cackle lmao. he probably loves to entangle yalls legs and tease u and he’s the type to like, while ur in the same space like he’ll still message u memes jfskljfhjdsjf and is super smiley about the entire thing like he’s happy to spend time with u

jaehyun: cuddler, has strong arms so if u need to move to a diff cuddling spot he will gladly carry u there. likes to cuddle on the couch and monopolize it will watch what’s on the tv with you. probably holds ur back against his chest and if ur not on a couch, then ur probs on a bed and it’s probably quiet and he falls asleep after half an hour

winwin: will do both,, at the same time, is powerful and will use his charms to get u to cuddle. he will either be quiet or talk about stuff he enjoyed throughout the day that he thinks you’d like. he’ll also have sweets for it, like caramels or gummy candy, and if either of u have had a bad day he will look up cute baby animal pics and try to cheer up a bit

jungwoo: its 50/50 with him, like he might pull a winwin and do both, or will adamantly want to be cuddled or be the cuddler. will talk excitedly in your ear, is so happy to see you, can’t wait to tell you about his day and hear about yours, probably end up wrapped around u completely and running his hands through your hair and/or massaging your head or like just like scrolling through insta pointing out good memes

lucas: will cuddle you so hard, and also put on a nice old sitcom to watch, like high kick or an old drama like boys over flowers, idk but it’s gonna be nice and familiar and he will make jokes and funny commentary about it as u watch, also a vine compilations/funny videos kinda of guy and yall have a good time cackling and being headasses

mark: wants to be cuddled, won’t say so but will give you hints. like he’ll sort of hang around u really close and wrap around you or give u puppy eyes until you catch on. and then he latches onto you and then will either tell you a story he made up either on the spot or was mulling over in his head for a while, or  talk shit while yall watch something, probably one of john mulaney’s shows on netflix for the 63rd time

renjun: we will cuddle you and you will be happy about it. is probably exhausted every time he initiates it, and just wants to be in a calm and safe and warm environment to pass out to. if he’s not tired then he’ll tell u about either the hot roasts he made that day, childhood renjun trivia, or something he liked. either way he’s pretty smiley and/or about it and ur heart is bleeding bc he is a Cutie Pie

jeno: the cuddliest, you will melt, his entire smile will melt you and u will Want to cuddle him every time he opens his mouth. you will most likely be showering him with compliments and he will be living for it, wrapped in your arms, and you might play story games, like the ones where you say a sentence and then the other person says a sentence to try and keep it going, and they get more absurd with each sentence

haechan: c u d d l e  h i m. absolute softie. will pretend to protest but will absolutely lov and comply with it like he is Ready. like kun, probs has snacks on hand, not necessarily for this but more in general. probably likes watching mini dramas on youtube or short films, or watching performance vids of his fav artists. that or he just passes out right after his second of third snack

jaemin: he is Soft and wants to cuddle u and lov u. probably a vine compilations kind of guy, but he watches those super obscure vines that don’t really show up on most vine compilations. that or he will show you some really cursed shit and you will both hate it but also love it. also that or he’ll show you some songs that he likes or recommends

chenle: will do the cuddling, wouldn’t mind being cuddled. yall usually cuddle while sitting up, laying against each others’ chest (like u lay against his chest if he’s cuddling u, and vice versa) with your arms wrapped around each other. y’all are a board game couple and usually play stuff like yutnori or catan like a random iq game like, blox or puzzle pro idk but anyways yall have fun with it and its really light-hearted fun and cute

jisung: ultimate king of doing both either separately or at the same time. yall probs just fuckin broke y’alls entire backs to luna’s free somebody after listening to an f(x) playlist (which is highly specific but i just need them to come back so shitty management ent if ur out there) and are tired and just laying there probably watching old music videos like dance practices/dance videos wrapped around each other and its a super chill atmosphere. probably have like cold drinks like lemonade lying nearby

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this was,,, so much longer than it needed to be and such a mess i’m so sorry skfdkhsljdfasja this probably isn’t accurate and there are spelling mistakes but enjoy ig anyways bye

#i finished this at 1am please have mercy #this was gonna be short but then i got emotional ad too into it sdjfjsdhsdhf #nct #nct u #nct 127 #nct dream #nct 2018 #nct 18 #nct scenarios #nct imagines #nct reactions #nct writing #nct fluff #taeil #johnny #taeyong #yuta #kun #doyoung #ten #jaehyun #winwin #jungwoo #lucas #mark #renjun #jeno #haechan #jaemin #chenle