#cuz i forgot his facial hair

[gayspacedrawings]

He's being snarky and Steve's going to have to fuck him

#stony #stevetony #steve rogers #tony stark #young tony #cuz i forgot his facial hair #ahaha oops #ant draws #my art

[graysnetwork]

Ik no one asked but I wanna see if anyone else thinks abt what Keegan would look like

Preferably with hair😊

Jk I love him and all but I like to think of him when he’s young and not necessarily in the military, like what he would look like.

First off

He has black hair, I like to think he would leave his hair messy, he doesn’t style it an any way but if he has too, he will

U Can js search up messy black hair guy idk but that’s basically what u think

But he would keep it short

Cuz he got them beautiful blue orbs LMFAO😭

Nah but he knows they’re nice and pretty bcuz ppl tell him, and he wants to get compliments sometimes

Keegan has rosy cheeks!!!

I think he’d look like such tomato in the sun (me fr)

Maybe has rocea but he never asked his mother or his doctor about it

He’d obviously not big but he probably does go to the gym, he can totally rock abs or a tummy (😋)

Anyways

But he probably has abs out of his choice of wanting to look scrumptious

don’t even get me started on facial hair

Okay get me started 😌

He shaves everyday but Ik he got a stubble (he’s my hubby I gotta know these things)

He prolly get facial hair a little later in life or he just waxed that damn mustache cuz he looks clean af

If you like the facial hair, he’s keeping it 100%

But he’d never let it grow a lot cuz he don’t like it looking so outgrown

Oh and he has clear skin but he has sensitive skin that he’s been workin on since freshman year

(We love a skin care king😌)

Now I want to put in some head-cannons for him in general (idk if there’s like a back story for him but THESR ARE HEAD CANNONS SO ITS WTV)

I have an imagination obviously so I thought he would have three other siblings

An older brother, him, a sister, and another brother

That js sounds right yk

He’s moms boy, but I think the minute he was in high school he got really close with his dad and he definitely started drinking at 19 with his dads permission

His mom probably made him the best option in high school

Like she would just teach him so many things, and how to be the most respectful guy ever, girls were definitely in love with him

But he’s also the flirty type that makes jokes to try and get closer with people

But he’s also quiet so his friends would most definitely make him go up to people

Keegan played sports alright, no changing my mind

He played football, Fútbol (soccer wtv), baseball

So he was really well rounded with sports and liked the whole feeling of winning.

He probably went to a university with a full ride scholarship for one of his sports

And then he left when he was recruited

Also I was wondering what I had forgot but I finally remembered

And I believe this has gotta be cannon

He listens to Taste by Tyga and Offset

Cuz there’s no way he doesn’t listen to it during workouts

Like yes new York loves the taste and so does LA

(He also like Go Loko)

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH CAN U TELL??

But if y’all wanna say smtg diff, Fr tell me I would like to know what u guys think Keegan looks like

ALSO WHY IS CHARACTER AI DOWN TODAY 😭😭

#imagines #call of duty #oneshot #keegan p russ #call of duty keegan #cod keegan #keegan russ #keegan russ x reader #keegan x reader #keegan p. russ x reader #keegan russ smut

[miss-atena]

Twisted Wonderland Headcanons Heartslabyul + Che'nya

I finally have the time to do this post. I've wanted to do this one for a while but life and other stuff got in the way. So... Yeah! All character art used is by me, headcanons may have some basis on friends hcs I like, but overall its very much what I think. More under the cut.

Riddle Rosehearts

Mixed Asian and Latino (if in our world);

has eyebags and moles on his face but hides it with makeup as best as he can;

Red undertone skin, very rosy;

Everything about his appearance is kept pristine and proper. His hair is always combed, his nails are manicured, no body or facial hair, etc;

Probably has undiagnosed autism;

So sheltered from the real world, he has trouble keeping real conversations without overanalyzing everything being said or bringing up the Queen of Hearts rules;

Is not allowed to hold hands because his mom thought that would mean he was gonna skip studies to date. (He "accidentally" forgot about that on NRC);

Tries to keep in contact with Che'nya while on NRC but is afraid of messing things up, especially after his overblot;

Cares more for Deuce and Ace than he lets himself show. secretly defends them during housewarden meetings.

Gender Non Conforming, He/they/xe;

Biromantic Asexual.

Has had a tiny crush on Trey before.

Trey Clover

Blasian;

Strongman body type but less intense;

Softest body around, Heratslabyul Sleepover human pillow;

His hands are a bit rough from dealing with cooking and the occasional kitchen accident;

Always smells of pies. Even when he didn't make any. It's his natural scent;

Is farsighted;

He has 3 glasses with different frames, for different occasions, but only uses the same pair because black goes with anything;

Suffers the "M'lady" and "erm actually" jokes from Cater and Ace;

Still keeps in touch with Che'nya, they text sometimes and during summer break Trey sends baked goods for Che'nya to share with his grandpa;

Claims he is a normal dude but can make any recipe if he read how to make it once before;

Knows how to help during panic attacks and sensory crises due to his siblings needing him before;

Cis man, He/him;

Pansexual.

Has received more love letters than any other Heartslabyul dorm member.

Cater Diamond

Token white friend/j

anyway yeah, he is the whitest person from the Heartslabyul cast IMO

a bean of a boy

wakes up way earlier than the others to do skin care routines trending on Magicam

If something is trendy and isn't too expensive, he is buying and wearing it till the trend ends.

barely passing grades, but still passing.

has had an off with your head for almost failing sometimes, but Riddle had to just accept Cater is not the brightest academically.

if he could, he would pay double to get more piercings but Riddle would probably actually chop his head off for that.

Social butterfly, but heavy impostor syndrome.

has hidden eyebags with makeup before from spending hours doom-scrolling on his phone

Has a crush on Trey but is too afraid of rejection to make a move.

Bigender He/they

Bisexual

flirts with people by accident sometimes.

Ace Trappola

mixed asian and white

besides being mixed, he is the token white guy of the group.

basic af, will crumble if u give him spicy food.

way too comfortable with flirting with Deuce for everyone to think they r just friends.

his brother pierced his ears and they both got scolded (Ace was 12)

way richer than he think he is, can buy really nice stuff without batting an eye and doesn't realize it. Not on Kalim's level, though.

Every week Ace has his head offed by Riddle in some form of way. Sometimes will drag Grim with him on these.

is afraid of thunderstorms and will not admit it.

Cater's protected child, they both do chaos together.

Cis man, he/him.

Omnisexual with female preference

even tho his real preference seems to be Deuce.

Deuce Spade

Asian.

probably autistic, but no one notices cuz he hits the not-noticeable aspects of the spectrum.

Asks for tutoring from Trey, since he is low-key very high-key afraid of Riddle's scoldings

Half of the time on Track and Fiel club turns into hype sessions

If Ace wasn't his closest friend at NRC with Yuu and Grim, it would be Epel

His mom sent him his old jackets so he would feel at home in school. Ace uses them and fakes being a delinquent.

While Ace is protected by Cater, Deuce is protected by Trey. The duality of men.

Helps whoever he can during PE classes, he wants to be seen as reliable like Trey.

Trans man, he/him

Bisexual, no preference.

Doesn't get why people think he and Ace are a couple.

BONUS: Che'Nya

Blasian + Vitiligo

Has Discalculy

They were supposed to be a regular white cat beastman, but they dyed their fur for funsies

Loves arts and crafts, and their pants were embroidered by themself.

Their grandpa taught them arts and crafts.

No one knows why they are in RSA and not NRC, Trey says he thinks they got an invitation from NRC first and a RSA after they rejected NRC, but is not sure.

Uses their magic all the time, and find loopholes to say they can use their magic.

Doesn't hang with the popular kids at RSA, but has a little group of friends.

Texts Trey all the time they can, mostly to share Magicam memes.

They have a planner of dates they will try crashing unbirthday parties at NRC. Only started this after Riddle became a housewarden.

No teacher calls them by their name, it is either their nickname Che'nya or Pinka.

Genderfluid They/it/xe/nya

Omnisexual with a preference for masc leaning.

No one knows how they have not been expelled from how much they sneak around and poke and prod at what they shouldn't.

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #tena ramble #tena writing #heartslabyul #riddle rosehearts #trey clover #cater diamond #ace trappola #deuce spade #che'nya #alchemi alchemivich pinka

[dailymothanon]

🌊 • Perhaps I have been having Maine in my brain lately… whatever it is about lighthouses, he is correct. I sorta wanna sketch him more an’ all, hopefully my brain will allow it tomorrow u_u I did have some ideas for him btw! So, rants of those in the read more 😼

Although he likes seashells, he doesn’t collect them because it increases shoreline erosion.. perhaps he may take pictures or sketch them, tho! And perhaps other things he likes to look at along his coast; also because I’m pretty sure lighthouses often don’t have much of any internet access he’s probably gotten good at traditional sketching to past the time

Also I think he really liked listening to the older New England states about their sea stories or folk stories when they had the time to tell him when he was younger; he’s like the youngest New England state last I checked yeah?? Yeah. Hence leading him to get real interested in lighthouses

Speaking of which he’s like. Literally a lighthouse as a person. And a Maine-coon cat. I think he’s like rather pale because of. Something. I forgot the reason on why tbh but it was probably weather related I guess. And his hair silver-ish cuz Maine cats and such, and grayish green eyes— but I can tell Alaska’s getting face fulls of snowblindness on the very sunny days 😔 he can take it. He’d burn his eyes out if it meant he could look at Maine for as long as possible

also remember when I said that one time that Maine makes me think of green and silver 😼 I’m adding navy blue to that list, my brain is simply thinking like that

actually now that I think about it Maine’s and Alaska’s (albeit inconsistent on Ak’s side—) designs rather contrast against eachother 🤔 Maine having brighter colors; skin hair and eyes or whatever, shorter too obviously, and no facial hair meanwhile Alaska is darker in eyes (he also has monolids) skin and hair, from native Alaskan traits, as well as being tallerererer, and a beard. I thought that was rather interesting because it was genuinely a coincidence

Anyways shoutout to Maine, he’s like this cat fr

#i really like to draw Maine’s nose #it’s a fun feature! #welcome to the statehouse #ben brainard #wttt fan art #wttt fanart #wttt headcanons #wttsh #wttt maine #wttsh fanart #wttsh headcanons #wttsh maine #wttt #welcome to the table

[not-alien-girl-v]

Hi honey! Hope you're doing alright! Could you write James March and Kit through the love languages? Love your writing!! 🥰

warning: language, mentions of sex, unconsensual touching (it doesn't happen but there is a mention of it saying its something he doesn't do) idk i just feel the need to warn about it

note: sorry this request is from october of last year i totally forgot about it cuz i hadn't watched asylum but then i found this request since i watched it and decided to give it a try. recently my life has been blegh. being homeschooled sucks im lonely anyways dm me to be friends i love having friends making friends everything yeah

Kit

words of affirmation: absolutely one of his love languages. pardon me for getting lewd quickly but i definitely think he's into praise like big time. he loves to tell you how good you're doing, how pretty you are, how proud he is of you, and of course it's not always when you're fucking i think in all aspects of life with kit by your side, he will be giving you any and every type of praise because he believes it's the most straight forward way to show his affection, especially since he's often busy and he doesn't have a lot of money.

quality time: quality time as a love language might be a little difficult with kit, he works a lot, and if you are a girlboss, you probably work a lot too, there's no guarantee your schedules will line up with each other which is what makes the rare quiet moments you spend with each other all the more special and cherished. it's not that he doesn't want to spend time with you, he would if he could. but he definitely tries. any moment he can get, he'll take you to dinner, to breakfast, out on silly little dates that may seem a little stupid in retrospect but its the thought that counts.

receiving gifts: bro is broke. bro works so hard to be able to afford a roof over both of your heads and food on the table and that's about the furthest his money can go without getting tight. so he tries to make it work how he can, he'll buy you little trinkets or little snacks while he's out, but for the most part, he'd mostly just give you found presents, like a pretty rock he found outside that made him think of you or something like that. again, its the thought that counts.

acts of service: now hear me out on this one so this may fall into the touch category but i feel like he'd be really into massages both giving and receiving but mostly giving. again, it's a very straight forward way of showing love and affection and it doesn't cost him anything he can't afford to give you. it's an act of service at it's finest, but i also think he'd love to eat you out too, if you're into that kind of thing. he doesn't have any facial hair but if he did, you know that shit would be red, because bro is a munch.

touch: keep the whole massages thing in mind, he loves that as a form of touch, but in general, he's not too into being all touchy feely, however, he does have a thing about touching at night when you're both sleeping, even if it's just an arm slung over your waist or his finger lightly grazing your arm, he mostly does it as confirmation that you're safe and sleeping next to him, he's always a bit paranoid. it's not necessarily a touching thing, as once again, he's not that big on it, but he'd still graciously accept a long hug whenever you're feeling like it or quick pecks on the cheek in passing.

⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:*⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆

James

words of affirmation: i feel like it's just a known fact that james loves giving and receiving compliments. he absolutely adores it anytime you speak up and let him know how handsome he looks on one day in particular, though he already knows he always looks good, he still appreciates that it's you who said it to him. but when it comes to the things he says to you, he likes to come up with the most out of pocket inappropriate things to say to you at inappropriate times just because he can, just to see a soft blush form on your cheeks, it's a sight he never gets tired of seeing in his eternal existence.

quality time: time is something that james, as a ghost, has an endless supply of, so it's no wonder he chooses to dedicate it mostly to you. first of all, you're the love of his life, and second of all, what else is he going to do? leave you, a beautiful woman, alone in a hotel full of horny ghosts? he thinks not. sometimes he can get on your nerves, not even allowing you to go for a stroll around the hotel without him insisting to be by your side for it. he's very clingy, though he'd never admit it, and it would piss him off so much if you said it to him. with this, he's also very protective, borderline possessive, and jealous over you. he believes that you belong to him and him only and any moment spend apart is a violation of that. it's something you'll have to work on with him.

receiving gifts: dude's got money. he'd give it all to you if he could, and he absolutely would if you'd let him, but every time he tries to directly give you his money, you turn him down (see personally i would never #ghostsugardaddy but that's beside the point), so he instead chooses to buy you things. lots of things. expensive things. ridiculously expensive things. so much so that he simply will not tell you the cost of an item until after you've accepted it. i'm thinking jewelry, clothes, not much makeup but mostly lipstick in dark reds because it drives him crazy to see you wearing it, books, records, whatever luxury he can think of.

acts of service: bless this man but he has never had to do this type of shit for himself, acts of service and whatever, his idea of an act of service is to get miss evers to do it for you, whatever it is, which when you think about it, is an act of service, because he does take care of you, just not firsthand. but he absolutely makes you cum first in bed, via whatever you choose, and he is a fan of aftercare, even sometimes when it isn't really necessary, he still enjoys drawing a bath for the two of you to soak and relax in for a long while.

touch: he's a serial killer so he's definitely got a think for creepy skin caressing, except when it's james, it's not creepy, it's loving and adoring. sometimes you'll be awake for it, sometimes you won't, but it's not in a weird rapey way, like he'd never go any further without your waking consent, but he simply likes the feeling of your soft skin under his strong hands, loves to see the goosebumps raise in trails his fingers leave, and he's not huge on cuddling or traditional forms of touch like that, he'll give you a hug if you're crying, but he'd much rather talk your problems through, figure out quickest ways to fix them rather than wallow in sadness together. he's also often very out and about, so it's difficult to catch him in a morning cuddle session because he's usually up and out of bed before you're even awake, but every now and then you happen to wake a few hours earlier, and you make sure to take absolute advantage of him with his guard down, asleep, and cuddle up to his side. he'll usually just sigh, squeeze an arm around you and accept his fate.

#the evans #evan peters x reader #evan peters x you #evan peters fanfiction #evan peters #american horror story #american horror story fanfiction #ahs asylum #ahs fanfiction #ahs fanfic #james march fanfiction #james march x reader #james march #kit walker fanfiction #kit walker #kit walker x reader #ahs hotel

[sunfl0wer-h0ur]

🚨DILF FINN IDEAS🚨

OK SO this might not even be a thing in the future because there's so many Finns but! It never hurts to think about how he's going to act! So here we go!

Appearance

I really don't think Finn can grow facial hair!

Maybe sideburns but I'm not too sure

He still has his long silky hair and it has some silver streaks in it 😫

he wears cute little flower bandanas!

He wears them because he noticed his hair get in the way while he works also cuz he's balding..

New glasses alert!? He got some nice round glasses that are white now!

Clothing style

He wears a white buttonup with some suspenders

Some days he wear some nice cute buttonups!

I almost forgot to put this in here bit grandpa sweaters!

The cute ones too :0

Nothing really much to put on here but it's necessary to put what he wears!

Voice

I feel like his voice has gotten a bit more deeper over the years

Maybe a tad bit of a sleepy voice in there!

I feel like his voice is exactly like the first words that he said in the first video that he was in

His voice can ease anyone to sleep!

Personality

Granola dad

Also cat dad

Thats all I'm gonna say

If he has any workers of his he's going to talk thier ears off all about hippie stuff during free time

He's a genuine guy though

He's gotta be one of the top 10 best boss's in the world

He let's his coworkers do anything they please with their orders and such

Maybe he brings in tea blends for them to try even!

He can take angry costumers alot more calmly over the years

If he can't take them anymore he just walks them to the door and kindly asks them to leave :)

BONUS: Hands <3

Look I know what your thinking but I have a nice idea on what his hands look like and oh boy...they sure are nice

He has the gentlest hands ever

There's rings on four rings on his hands both are on his ring finger and pointer

LITERALLY HAS THESE HANDS <33

Thats all :) in conclusion, I want to work for Finn

#yuurivoice #finn yuurivoice #finn the cottagcore boyfriend #dilf alert #dilf nation #He still got big tiddies

[fandomfluffandfuck]

oh, i forgot to say that other day but i also watched The Gray Man on saturday! (i know, it's been ages already... i meant to watch it last year but i'm lazy watcher okay!)

and, well, it's no news i spent the whole 120 minutes just looking at and thinking of Lloyd's sexy mustache. i just love that pornstache so much, oh my god, i'm sorry but i won't ever shut up about trashstache!!!

and i apologize for the following spam but i took several screenshots throughout the movie to turn them into profile icons cuz i know i'll use every single one of them at some point in history, so, enjoy our sexy man's sexy pornstache:

oh, to have this mustache scratch against literally any part of my body~ 🙏

related to this

Also, I answered a super quick ask about Lloyd's facial hair a while ago right here

It's all good, I totally feel being a lazy watcher, lol. I don't really watch movies anymore, I just don't have the time 🤷🏻‍♂️ Instead, I let Tumblr spoil the shit out of them for me, lmao.

Thank you for providing the images, though...

👀

I, too, think I'd spend the entire movie staring at his face and specifically his mustache. It just commands his whole face lmao.

I'm glad you enjoyed yourself either way. Even if it wasn't enjoyment of the plot per se 😘

#asks #averyfromzero #chris evans #lloyd hansen

[kursed-curtain]

Daily- or I guess, knight-ly design doodles!

Polishing up how I draw my Hopefuls, and also emphasizing how much I love character design and funky fantasy races.

Cropped closeups under the cut! As well as a few design notes cuz I love doing those.

Acorn I thhhhhhink was my first design? Or the one I'm at least the most excited for. Acorn is just so fun lol.

I had to look at the difference between a cow and a bull lmao. He's technically a bull but I'll still call him a funky cow lad. (Heh, cowlick)

My hc is that acorn's helmet having the flat 'horns' is actually some form of like horn cap or cover cuz he doesn't wanna gouge anyone's eyes out.

They're sharp still cuz he's too scared to get em flattened.

Yarn lining the horns cuz I thought that might add a bit of color! (In a colored piece they'd probably be some form of blue :))

Whisper Approved!™

The perpetually flowing hair has always been a thing for me, it defies all logic for the sake of looking cool

I still have no idea what Whisper is? Some sorta fae? A changeling? The Will-o'-the-wisp idea is still intriguing. It'll stay vague for now.

Ears are a thing I try to add variety to! These ones are a bit elvish but they're sorta pointed out in a way that reminds me of butterfly wings

The general facial structure and the beauty mark are inspired by designs I saw from Gaston concept art :D the ideas sparked something lol

Achaka is ofc heavily inspired by soooo many fan designs (as well as a bit of my own creative spin) because wow that's a lot of fan interpretations lol. There are a lot of consistencies between fan designs - the dreadlocks and scars lining the skin

I forgot to color it here... but my idea of the black hair with bits of the grey Taskia has still stands!

The ears and earrings are probably one of my favorite ideas, with the fang of some sorta creature being one of his earrings. (In previous iterations I made them scales and he had many more earrings. Simplified towards the end!)

Technically Manny's was the easiest cuz his character design in-game is already great! Minor adjustments were made.

Bigger ears and the slit eyes!!! Are just a thing I add to all my goblins (see my goblin graham design for reference lol)

He looks so crusty...

#- I got scared I wouldn't be able to fit Manny on the same page that I was fully ready to just draw him on the next page lmaoo #- he's so short so he's not to scale in this pic lol #kings quest #traditional art #fanart #character design

[zukotheartist]

hi ! i realized i had some more tips for stylization that i forgot abt until now so i figured i'd send u an ask :

1. using references and exaggerating the shapes. this is kinda hard 2 explain w/o a visual but i'll try my best lol.

yknow how cartoon men will have very triangle shaped bodies w/ wide shoulders and small hips and the women have very hourglass bodies?? i mean kinda like that. it takes a lot of trial and error to perfect this sorta thing, but its really all about finding the shapes u like. and it doesnt always have 2 make perfect anatomical sense, as long as it Looks like it does lol. i like to exaggerate the elbows (making them more prominent and pointy? ig?) and the shoulders, as well as facial features like eye bags and the sides of the nose (i really dont know how 2 explain that w/o a visual, soz)

i also dont just mean w bodies w this technique(?). practicing using exaggerated shapes w things like animals or inanimate objects is great if u dont wanna just jump straight in2 bodies (cuz , at least 4 me, thats kinda scary lol)

i also have a pinterest board full of references if u wanna look at that. i dont think theres much inanimate objects tho .. i should probably work on that myself lol

2. if u want a more painterly-esc style/style w/o lineart (smth like these > )

mix hard and soft edges when rendering. if u look , the undereyes and the shadow under the lips as well as the sides of the nose all have hard edges, where as other places have more softer and blended out edges. a tip i learned from an art yter is "wherever u would put a line in a sketch or lineart, put a hard edge." an example of that would b the jawline or smth like that.

also ! i dont knkw what art program u use for digital art (if u do that idk) but i use procreate and i used the medium hard blend brush (in the airbrushing section) for those ^ up there but i changed the shape to the 'brick' shape which u can find in the 'source library' option when u click 'import' on the shape editor. and for the recent byler art, i use the 'gesinski ink' brush (that i edited 2 have min opacity set 2 max in 'brush properties') for sketching + lining + for most of the colouring (w/ the skin i added blush w the medium hard blend brush i mentioned b4, the freckles w the 'driven snow' brush on super low opacity and the 'derwent' brush for body hair) if thats smth u wanted 2 know?

i hope these were more helpful tho <3 have a good day/night :)

Hi🤗! Thank u so much for taking the time to answer me TWICE🥺!!! The hard edge - sketch line thing is actually so eye opening😳! When going for a more realistic style digitally (i use Krita btw! But thank u for the brush names bc im thinking of getting an ipad one day even just for Goodnotes😭) i always kinda winged when to blend and when to leave a harsh or harsher line, this helps a lot! And I'll definitely take a look at your pinterest board, tysm for sending me a link🥺! Once again, thank u SO much and i hope u have a great day/night🥰💕!

#al's asks

[linelpisffxiv]

Likely XIV women for the next poll

Y’shtola: is the poster girl of xiv in FF promo material because the PC is customizable. I wouldn’t call her flat, but she hasn’t had any major revelations since at least the start of XIV. Is… somewhat divisive. Many enjoy her m, her one-liners when people want a dommy mommy, and others think she needs a major character arc and not just focus arcs. Has canonically been propositioned once. She turned him down epically. She also says she’s been propositioned clumsily many times. Also they keep making her lighter because of "lighting issues."

Ysayle: Deserves better. You know the Church sucks cuz they won’t let you fuck dragons meme? That is literally her. An Elezen from the Holy See area who is called a heretic cuz she sides with dragons. Desire to fuck dragons optional for that title. Propositioned a dragon, got turned down and never recovered, which is a shame cuz she and his daughter could have been a cute pair if SE weren’t cowards. Sacrificed herself. Deserves better.

Sadu: You can’t convince me she doesn’t fuck. Is a side character who is well loved for being a hammy gadfly. From a cool tribe of Mongolians with a fun view of reincarnation.

Alisaie: She is 16. Do not use. I am putting her here so people don’t ask if I forgot her. (This also applies to Ryne and Gaia)

Moenbryda: Probably took Urianger’s virginity. Was his childhood friend and an interesting scholar who got shafted because the next patch they needed someone to die and were too chickenshit to sacrifice Minfilia instead.

Minfilia: the leader of the Not-so-secret secret group people are part of for the base game. Does a lot of delegating. I’d call her a mixed bag in the fandom. I know people who love her and people who hate her. Can’t get a read on fuckable scales.

Nidhana: is a giant elephant woman who is an Alchemist in Fantasy south India. Probably fucks. I love her. She is very smart and compassionate.

Lyse: is a very divisive character. More disliked than liked I guess. But I feel it’s more from writing than potential. Unknown sexual history, but I'm leaning towards not a lot, if any. Would probably have a fair amount vote *against* her no matter who her opponent is.

Yotsuyu: I'm not gonna do the funny fucking joke. She was sold into prostitution at a young age, and that colored who she became. She clung to someone who gave her power to get revenge against those that wronged her, and was a very cruel woman who also gets dommy mommy jokes thrown her way that make me uncomfortable. Is very popular for a character of her importance, though I think several could beat her.

Fordola: Very angry at the world. Was part of a colonized people who lost her dad because the others of her people hated that he was a collaborator, and the nearby colonizers did nothing. Joined the army, got experimented on. I like her, but she's not as popular as Yotsuyu.

Merlwyb: The only one of the three original lady City Leaders I'm fully comfortable sharing. Is a pirate, very tall, with a growling voice. Killed her dad. Probably gets all the love she wants because she can step on me.

Venat: I like her. But she has a HUGE hatedom. I'm not sure if she fucked or not, it can go either way cuz she's this bright-eyed woman who's a retired hero, so she either could be laying mad pussy or find all the people throwing themselves at her distracting. Becomes god and splits the planet into 14 parallel universes.

Yugiri: Honestly, I always forget she exists. She's just kinda... there. Is a Ninja. In love with Hien, who I don't think notices her at all.

Lalafells: I feel really ambivalent towards them. They're roughly toddler sized and shaped, though many adult males do have facial hair. And many are known to fuck. Of the ones who would get nominated, Tataru famously is sought after in-game. But I'm leaving this at that, and generally would advise against using them.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

This may be oddly specific but what the heck, how about a scenario with a g/n reader where they’re a fashion designer, and they’re talking with the Adeuce duo in Mostro lounge about modelling their latest designs for a magicam photoshoot, but Adeuce are too busy and can’t help, so they’re trying to figure out who can substitute on short notice, all while a certain pair of twins can’t help but overhear their conversation (delete if this is too much)

I fastforwarded past the “reader talking to Adeuce about their designs” part so I could get to the more interesting bits~

I wanted to actually write the part where the twins modelled, but I hit my 1k word limit just doing the build up to it. If you’re interested in seeing the twins model, please consider submitting a follow-up request when I’m taking new ones!

Model Jade though--

[Image used is credited to KawaiiR.]

Imagine this...

Not enough. The hit of sugar from the fruit juice you downed wasn’t enough to settle your stress. As soon as your glass was drained of liquid, you slammed it down upon the counter, head snapping to the bartender.

“Another round,” you grunted, motioning for him to make it quick as you slid your empty container over.

Jade received your cup with a sigh and passed it off to his twin, who had taken advantage of slow business to invade the counter space. Floyd was collecting glasses and stacking them into a neat pyramid. His heterochromatic eyes peered out at odd bends through the curved cups, shining with glee as he used his newly acquired cup to crown off the formation.

Jade’s gaze returned to you, paired with a fake sympathetic smile. “I’m afraid I will have to ‘cut you off’. Drowning your sorrows with drink is not a healthy means of coping.”

If they keep this pace up, we won’t have anything left for the lunch rush. And how bothersome it would be if he had to take precious time out of his break to restock on their beverages.

“Who cares, as long as I pay for it,” you muttered, slamming a hand on the counter. “Another round, Jade.”

“You are already incurring a hefty tab.” He shook his head--a polite refusal.

“Good,” you grumbled sarcastically. “That means Octavinelle gets another indentured servant when I can’t cough up the cash.”

Jade chuckled, bringing a hand to his chest and not making any effort to deny your grim prediction. “Rather than drag yourself further into the depths of debt... May I ask what it is that troubles you, dear customer? Perhaps we may be able to hear you out and assist with your woes.”

“I’m not sure if you can,” you retorted, fingers rubbing at your temples. “I’ve just lost my two models, and I don’t know where I’m going to find replacements on such short notice.”

“You mean Kani-chan and Saba-chan?” Floyd asked, propping his face up with curled fingers. His cheeks squished against his touch, granting him a more innocent look than usual. “They were with you earlier and left all in a hurry.”

“Yeah. Deuce had a Track and Field Club meet he forgot about, and Ace got detention with Crewel for failing the last quiz,” you groaned, “which leaves me without models for my new collection.”

“Collection?” Floyd’s face suddenly lit up with interest. “Like a fashion collection?”

“Yup, that’s right.” You fished your phone out of your pocket and unlocked it, pulling up your Magicam account. The students of NRC may have boasted magical pens, but you wove your own magic with needle and cloth. “I share the outfits I design and make.”

You tilted your mobile device to show your page. Each image cropped nicely, expertly shot and edited to perfection--very aesthetic. Floyd “ooh”ed and “aah”ed at the designs parading across the screen, but Jade’s eyes immediately honed in on your follower count.

It wasn’t celebrity status like Vil’s cool 5 million count. It wasn’t even decent-sized influencer status like Cater’six digits. But it was at least a few thousand, and numbers like that had reasonable sway.

“I could take pictures of mannequins with my clothes, but it just doesn’t feel the same as when real, breathing people are wearing them,” you explained. “It’s hard to find the right types for this sort of thing...”

The twins hovered over your phone, nearly cheek to cheek and shoulder to shoulder, as they absorbed your Magicam gallery. Spitting images, reflections with slight differences--the shape and colors of their eyes, the black tufts of hair that swung like pendulums, framing their handsome faces. Features delicate, yet sharp.

Your voice trailed off as realizations lowly set in. The longer you stared at the twins, the more pieces seemed to fall in place of the puzzle. “Tall, broad shouldered, and the facial symmetry...” You brought a hand to your chin, brows creasing in concentration.

That’s it.

“You’re exactly what I’m looking for!!” you blurted out, abruptly standing and seizing each of their hands. “Please, be my models!”

“Mmm? Sounds fun!” Floyd threw his head back and laughed, eager to be amused by something new. He turned to his brother. “Ne, ne, Jade~ Can we?”

“Hmm.” Jade cast a cursory glance around the Mostro Lounge. Not a soul in sight. Then he returned to your Magicam page, and its tempting follower count. “Well, the Mostro Lounge has been looking to increase its social media presence. What better way to achieve that than by cross promoting with a fellow content creator? And what’s more...”

He snickered into his hand. “I could not possibly allow Floyd, nor myself, to continue to wallow in boredom.”

“Then...!!” You clutched their hands tighter, hope filling your heart.

“We will lend you our aid for this endeavor.”

“Yes...!! Thank you, thank you so much!!” You clapped in excitement, your legs caught up in a little jig. “Oh, I’ll need to take your measurements, then tailor Ace and Deuce’s original outfits to your sizes. We also need to find a suitable spot for the photo shoot--a place with natural lighting would be best--and, and, and...”

“There will be plenty of time to sort those details out,” Jade calmly reassured you. “Ah, but first... there remains the matter of your drink tab.”

“... Oh.”

“Furthermore, since you are contracting us... You will need to draw up a formal agreement with Azul, and agree to his terms and conditions by signing off on the dotted line,” Jade continued, his tone even and pleasant.

You swallowed hard. A deal with Octavinelle? It may as well have been signing your soul away.

“You got it, riiight?” Floyd inquired in a lazy drawl. “Cuz you’re a fashion designer and all. You must’ve worked with contracts before.”

“You understand, yes?” Jade pressed, chiming in with his twin.

“E-Er, now wait a sec...”

“It’s just business,” the twins recited in unison--their smiles dangerously devilish.

#twst #twisted wonderland #Floyd Leech #Jade Leech #Tweels #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland scenarios #Reader #self insert #imagine this #disney twisted wonderland

[bowandcurtsey]

Heyyy how are you doing?? Love your writing btw it is honestly *chef's kiss* ( ˘ ³˘)♥

Can I request something nsfw with my beautiful man the great king Julius cuz boi I'm horny for that man and ig it hard finding stuff with him, and if I do they are always short or like hc. So plsss 🥺 (I don't have any specific requirements anything I want to write for me it good 💓💞)

Have a good day 😘💖

@juliusonehole thank you for loving my writing 🥺

And yes the wizard king deserves some more love! Hope this is to your liking and could satisfy some of the Julius sama thirst! It’s really fluffy so please bear with me hehe. 

NSFW under the cut ⚠️

It wasn’t easy being the s/o of the great wizard king. Not only does he have a hectic schedule, you can’t really go on public dates because the citizens also loved your man and he would create such a crowd. To top it off, he would sometimes get so absorbed in magic that he kinda forgot about you.

Today you were waiting at a restaurant he had reserved. The reservation was for 7pm. You looked at your watch. 7:30PM. You sighed and tried calling him again, for the 5th time. No answer.

“Mind if I sit here?” A low and deep unfamiliar voice spoke to you. You look up to see a tall, dark haired man. He was wearing a white shirt rolled up to his muscular forearms.

You gulped at his chiseled jawline. “Uh.. I’m actually waiting for someone..” 

“Oh no worries, me too. We could just have a harmless chitchat until our friends arrive, if you don’t mind?” His smile was gentle and alluring. “A beautiful girl like you shouldn’t be left all alone waiting..” 

You bit your bottom lip slightly. “well.. sure I guess, a harmless chit chat wouldn’t hurt anyone” you beckoned for him to take a seat.

You start engaging in small chats with this stranger, whom you learnt that his name is Kuro. He wasn’t from this country, just here for a business trip and was actually waiting for his business partner who was still stuck in a meeting. 

Time flew by as you were conversing with this mysterious man. You couldn’t deny, he was indeed charming and comfortable to speak with. You didn’t even realise your boyfriend coming in to the restaurant.

“Oh Honey, sorry to keep you waiting~” He cooed. As soon as he saw Kuro, his facial features twitched for that nano second that nobody could have noticed. He smiled, eyes fixed on the tall man as Kuro stood up to shake hands with him. “Is this your friend, honey? Didn’t know you were meeting someone besides me.”

“Err. Meet Kuro, we met like an hour ago, he’s waiting for his friends too.” You turned to Kuro, “Kuro, meet Julius, he’s the wizard king of the clover kingdom”

Julius winced a little, you seldom told strangers of his status, you both must have gone quite personal.

“Honoured to be in your presence, king” he bowed a little, “Now, I must excuse myself and not disturb your date y/n, do contact me again whenever you feel like.” He smiled at you and he left. 

You exchanged your contacts?

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“I’m sorry for being so late y/n...” The wizard king took the seat that Kuro sat in.

“It’s okay..” you smiled, “I’m glad I got to make a new friend today.”

Julius felt bitterness puncturing straight through his gut and in one of the most rarest moment of his life, he felt powerless and helpless to do anything.  

You both ate your dinner just making small talks, and being oblivious to your jealous boyfriend, you mentioned about Kuro a few times. 

He noticed how your eyes lit up a little when you mentioned that stranger’s name and in contrary, you failed to realised how his jaws clenched a little hearing that man’s name. 

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The moment the doors closed shut in your shared room, the blonde man enveloped you into a tight embrace from the back. 

“I’m really sorry y/n. I know I’ve been neglecting you time and time again.” Julius whispered into your ears. “I promise to be a better man to you, please don’t give up on us.”

You swore you could hear his voice break a little. “Baby? what are you talking about?” you tried you break free of his hold to face him, but he had you wrapped in his arms like vice. 

“Do you regret being with me?” he said softly. “Do you ever wish you could have a man that could spend more time by your side?”

“Oh Honey...” You finally realised what this was about. You sighed a little wondering how blessed you were to call the wizard king your man. Yet, he’s here afraid of losing you? You’re one lucky woman, y/n. You smiled at the thought of that. 

“You have no idea how much I love you Julius.” You said it slowly and clearly, ensuring that he heard every word right. You squeezed the strong forearms around your waist. “I really do. So so so much.”

His grip loosen a little so you could turn around to face him. His purple orbs laced with red streaks, looking straight at you. The confident and cheery man you knew wasn’t there; in his place was a man that was vulnerable. His expression was of despair, melancholy and doubtful, simultaneously. 

You held his face carefully in his hands, “I know sometimes another man may have my attention, but I can promise you that you’ll always have my heart.” You pulled him in for a deep passionate kiss. 

Julius caressed you, intertwining his fingers with your hair, his tongue invaded your mouth returning the kiss with more passion and intensity. 

You pulled his coat off his shoulders and he let it slip onto the floor. He took the cue to remove your jacket and carry you onto the long glass dining table. He broke off from the kiss, his forehead rested on yours. “I don’t like another man getting your attention as well y/n..” he said in a low and dark tone, his purple eyes now turned lustful.

He kneeled down to remove your heels and pressed kisses from your toes and made his way up. Slowly tracing the skin of your legs with his fingers. He parted your legs slightly, just enough so that his lips could press onto your inner thighs, sending cold shivers down your spine. Nobody knew all your sweet spots like this man did. “I know I always leave you waiting, I promise to spend more time with you from now..”

He pushed your skirt up, his mouth at your cloth entrance. He licked at your cunt over your seamless panty, earning a little mewl from you as you now rested on your elbows.

He put one of your leg over his shoulders and pushed the other one away, further exposing your sex to his face. His fingers pulled your panty apart and you could feel his warm breath on your soaking entrance. His mouth started working it’s magic, licking, sucking and thrusting into your hole.

You couldn’t hold back your moans as they left your throat lustily. One hand gripped onto the back of his head, pushing his face into your cunt as you felt your impending orgasm.

He dipped two digits into you effortlessly, curving, scissoring and thrusting inside you while his tongue was still on your sore and sensitive buds.

Your high came and washed over you; momentarily your mouth formed an O and you were frozen in silence before sputtering chains of compliments for your men. “You’re so fucking good baby,”

He wiped some of your arousal from his nose with his fingers and licked it. “And you taste so good, my queen.”

He pulled you towards the edge of the table and towered over you, smashing his licks against yours as you tasted your own cum.

He removed whatever piece of clothing that was covering him and pulled down your panties, throwing them somewhere.

He pulled down the dress so that your boobs were exposed and he pulled back from the kiss, looking at you from head to your exposed pussy. He licked his lips, “I really want to stop time for abit here so I could enjoy this beautiful view longer.”

Your face flushed a little but you found your fingers tracing his face, down to his chest and his defined abs.. “I’m all yours wizard king.” You spoke so softly it was almost a whisper but Julius heard it loud and clear. His eyes widen and he had to clench his teeth in fear that his heart might just burst into insanity at your words.

He positioned his tip at your entrance and shoved all the way in, balls deep into you and a cry escaped your throat from the sudden intrusion and stretching of your walls. But as his hips started rocking and slamming into you, all you felt was ecstasy. Sweet pleasure from being filled deep by his cock, reaching areas that only he could. “Ah! Jul- Oh!” Your words were incoherent now as you became a blabbering mess of lewd noises.

Your sweet spot was being rubbed against repeatedly, sending waves of rapture all over your body. Your core started to clench, your high towering over the horizon.

Julius loved all of this. He loved every obscene noise your mouth made, watching your breast bounce up and down from him banging you, watching your arousal dripping from your thighs , feeling your pussy clench tightly around his member.

Everything because and for him. It sends him into a frenzy. “Baby, be a good girl and cum for me will you?” His strong arms clutched tightly to your sides, thrusting into you mercilessly.

Hearing him talk dirty to you was your last straw as you came hard, crying out his name over and over as he rode you through your high. Your fingers dug into his chest as the knot in your core releasing like a spring being coiled up. Your body twitched as your muscles went limp slowly.

His thrusts were sloppier and faster now, indicating his imminent release. “You taste so good, look so good and you fucking feel so good. No other man is going to feel this except me, understand?” He grunted, “only I can cum into you baby.”

“Yes...” you whined breathlessly, your cunt throbbing from the overstimulation. “Please cum in me” you begged.

His warm seeds filled you as he moaned out loud. He slammed into you 2 to 3 more times, releasing his load into you until you were full of him cum and spilling more all over the floor.

He fell into the nook of your neck, both of you panting breathlessly. After a few moments, he pulled out and both of you slowly got up.

He cradled you in his chest, “oh dear, what a mess we made here...” And lifted you up effortlessly, “let’s head to the bed instead~”

“H-huh?! Bed??” You cried out in surprise. “Baby, we’re all sweaty and dirty right now..”

“Oh baby,” the wizard king cooed to you, “I’m not done with you yet, I’ll have to make up for all the lost time I missed with you, we’ll get even dirtier anyway..”

-end-

I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS. @3@

You have an extremely nice and guuud day too 💓

#black clover #black clover imagine #black clover x reader #black clover headcanons #black clover smut #julius novachrono x reader #julius novachrono #blessed aine

[cielcius]

LONELY, BUT NOT ALONE… ANYMORE | ITADORI YUUJI

pairings: Itadori x g/n!reader

summary: Surely, nobody in their right mind would break into somebody’s house just to be friends, right?

from the writer: lets say itadori is v fun to write🧍‍♀️n e ways, should I write a part 2? I was thinking about it cuz I honestly could do a little more expanding on this fic but im not sure if anybody would be interested :/ 

genre: fluff, crack, meet-cute (?), modern au

wc: 1.8k

notes & warnings: trespassing, Itadori is a good cook, both Itadori and reader live alone, mentions of potential poisoning, Itadori plays football (American soccer)

It’s hard living alone. You, yourself, can tell that to any other high schooler who dares to complain about the lack of privacy that their parents refuse to give or about the way they always have to resort to hiding certain belongings in the most absurd places. Sure you didn’t have to do those things, not that you ever needed to, but it would be nice to have someone look out for you every once in a while and— while you’re at it— to not have a meal with the flavor singed off in the other times where you tried to cook for yourself. Oh, how you sympathize with your poor frying pan, wondering just how it’s still managed to keep the handle attached to itself even through your disastrous cooking escapades.

Perhaps you should buy a new one to relieve it of its hard labor, but the thought and everything related immediately flies out of your head when you unlock your front door and a smell wafers under your nose. It’s something you’re familiar with and yet, it’s something foreign when coming from your own home. The door shuts tight behind you and the automatic lock beeps just in time to let an unknown voice kick in seconds after. “Oh, welcome home!” The hand not holding your school bag flies to your chest because, in all honesty, the last thing you expected was for there to be a stranger in your home and no less for them to be welcoming you home in such a warm tone. To add on, they seemed to have something cooking on the stove that already smelled better than anything you’ve ever tried to whip up yourself.

Though you would have thought them to be robbing you of your few valuable belongings, they instead have decided to take upon the job of a personal house chef— not that you’re complaining. You walk the small hallway and turn the corner that leads into the large room consisting of a combined living, dining, and kitchen area. As anybody would have predicted— though anybody but you— there stands a figure tending to the stove with a wooden spoon and a frying pan in hand.  

Fluffy pink hair is the only distinct feature you can make of the person, seeing as if you were to actually report the breaking and entering— you’re still heavily debating— the police would probably sigh and dub you crazy for describing the most ordinary person on earth dressed in a plain white shirt and black pants— excluding the bright yellow apron that rests on their body nicely, of course. “What— who are you? How did you get in?” To your knowledge, there’s no conspicuously large plant next to the front door to hide a spare key under nor do you trust the world to leave even a doormat outside.

The stranger finally turns away from the physically appealing food and popping oil— though only after turning off the stove— and you can finally take in the expanse of his facial features. Bright brown eyes and an even brighter smile complete with a sharp nose and a strong jaw, if you were to meet under completely different circumstances, you would have thought him cuter had it not been for the fact that he’s currently trespassing. “I’m Itadori Yuuji. I’m your new neighbor who just moved in next door.” 

Oh, yes, the cause of your extremely visible irritation yesterday when you had come upon the sight of about a billion boxes blocking your front door— and just as you were coming back from grocery shopping and had to climb five flights of stairs when you forgot that the elevator was under maintenance. Subconsciously, you press your lips together in a tight line at the unpleasantly nostalgic feeling, no doubt giving off a not-so-great first impression to the stranger who you know as Itadori, your new neighbor.

“Right. And I’m L/n Y/n,” You watch as he walks over to initiate a handshake as if he were still trying to keep this abnormal situation as normal as possible. “Uh, how did you get in again?” You ask again when you realize that he hadn’t told you his secret for doing so, but what you don’t realize is that he intends to keep it a secret. “How about I tell you another time? Dinner’s ready.” He’s taken your school bag from your grasp before your mind can even wrap itself around the fact that he’s broken into your home just to cook you dinner. In one way more than others, you’re somewhat thankful for someone else’s cooking. ‘Someone else’ as in not a home restaurant chef or even someone getting paid to do so but ‘someone else’ as in someone who does it out of concern and love.

Though after saying that, you conclude that this Itadori person most likely didn’t know your name up until a minute ago after having spent about a total of five minutes together in the same room, but that doesn’t stop you from thanking him for the meal. “You’re not eating?” Itadori’s spoonful of food is halfway into his mouth, making his words come out a little incomprehensible but comprehensible enough for you to respond properly. “How else can I make sure you didn’t poison the food?” You only mean it as a joke, but in all seriousness, you aren’t going to deny that this is a little suspicious coming from somebody who looks to be your age. What can you say, teenagers are sketchy and you’re not in the mood for getting roofied tonight.

“Well, if you insist, but just know that my cooking isn’t the worst. My friend Fushiguro even said so himself— and he almost never directly compliments me!” You’re not sure if you want to be the one to break the news to the boy about the fact that the words ‘isn’t the worst’ aren’t a direct compliment but you decide to leave it alone when you take your first bite of the meal. Holy macaroni and shit. You can only mean it in the best way. That being said, the words ‘isn’t the worst’ greatly underestimate the flavor of itadori’s cooking. “So, you like it?” 

You nod absentmindedly, too heavily focused on the savory flavor that lingers in your mouth as you finally swallow the first bite. “It’s good, really good, but you should know that I’m not gonna let go of the fact that you broke into my home. If they can’t prove that, then I might just report you for keeping this gourmet chef skill from me my entire life.”

“We just met—”

“I know! But with your cooking, you’d probably make Gordan Ramsay cry.” You can tell that Itadori doesn’t have a clue about who you’re talking about, but he’s polite enough to laugh and say thank you anyway. Now that he’s initiated it, you laugh as well at your sudden outburst of raging encouragement though not without having embarrassment lace through your features at your statement regarding reporting him to the police. From what you’ve gathered, you’d probably pay hell through relentless teasing from Itadori once he comes down from the high that you’ve put him on. Still, you have to admit to yourself that his smile isn’t the worst sight to look at.

“So, does this mean you’re enrolled at the public high school?” There are only three high schools total in the city— the public one sitting just a few blocks and turns away, the private prep school, and the other public one that occupies a space on the opposite side of the city. So clearly, it wasn’t that hard for you to deduct that he would most likely be attending your school. “Oh, I’m enrolled at the private school nearby. Jujutsu High, ya know it?” Thank god you had made your deductions mentally.

“Yeah, it’s pretty close to the school that I go to so I could show you tomorrow morning.. though if you don’t mind me asking, how did you get in?” For all you knew, only people with connections and special talents that were taken interest in by the school could be accepted— that or you took the ridiculously hard entrance exam. “Oh, well, it’s actually a funny story.”

“Funnier than the one we’re living I hope.”

“Well, I cooked you dinner, isn’t that apology enough?”

You cross your arms at his words and by his newfound expression, he realizes his mistake. “Right, an apology is something you should hear from the person themselves. I’m sorry for breaking into your home.” You didn’t expect to be hearing those words today but nevertheless, you accept them with a gentle smile. “Thank you, but please just don’t break into anybody else’s home.” Itadori grins, and your arms fall back into your lap at leisure. “Noted. Anyways, long story short, I accidentally accepted a sports scholarship from the school.”

“How do you accidentally accept a scholarship?”

“I don’t know. I just thought you show up but there was a form and an unchecked box, and I checked the box, and now I’m here.” With jazz hands, Itadori ends his narrative with a cheesy smile all the while you nod along. There’s a heavy pause as you wait to swallow the last bite of your meal before speaking, utensils clinking as you finally put them down to rest. “Okay,” You start to clean the table of the now-empty dishes. “Well, what sport was the scholarship for?” Itadori helps to start up the water and rinses the dishes first. 

It’s an unspoken process that comes upon you silently, but you don’t object as you’re handed dishes to set on the drying rack. “Football. I play goalkeeper.” Itadori is proud of this fact, anybody can plainly see that from the smile on his face that seems to differentiate from the others. For example, this one seems to glow more, entrancing anybody who dared to even spare a glance before they were lured in by the charm of his personality. Dammit.

You exhale and purse your lips together tight, choosing to keep your eyes down in the end as Itadori fills in the once-hellish silence with the sounds of his heavenly voice. You’re sure he’s in the middle of describing one of his intense matches when you interrupt, but you can’t be too sure about what other context could fit the words ‘kicking balls’. 

“Thank you, Itadori.” You place the last dish on the rack and wipe your hands dry, blindly handing the towel to Itadori until you turn to realize that he’s completely frozen in his current position, eyes wide and only for you. “I mean— you know, for dinner, and I guess for just being here,” You risk a glance at the light-haired boy before averting your eyes elsewhere once again. “Even if you did have to break in to do it.” You can feel the burning sensation in your cheeks grow the longer he continues to stare, but you assume he’s come out of his temporary shock when he finally takes the towel to dry his hands. His eyes never leave your figure, mouth sputtering to say anything, but in the end, the only thing he can seem to come up with is much too simple compared to what he really wants to say.

“No problem.”

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[allthingsarmin]

Hello, can i please request an armin x reader but it’s a modern au where armin is a nerd and the reader is popular, feel free to ignore if you don’t like the idea :)

Thank you for your request, anon! I really hope you like it, and I can always rewrite it if it’s not the way you imagined. Also, sorry it is a little long - I think I got carried away with this prompt haha.

The beginning might be a little angsty, but the ending is cute ^_^

GN!Reader

Warnings: one cuss word, mentions of self-doubt, kissing

Word Count: 2,346

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Things change - sometimes for the better - like how Armin finally cut his bob-length hair and now has a handsome undercut that suits his jawline and like how you are finally growing taller since it seemed like forever that Armin was the taller one.

Things change - sometimes for the worse - like how you and Armin used to be so close in grade school, but now in college, your relationship is made up of awkward smiles in the hallways, small waves when passing each other in the library, and unfinished conversations on SnapChat.

Things fade - relationships come to an end, people move on, and that’s just life. Look at you now, from a quiet person to a popular student known for your humorous remarks, angelic facial features, a delightful sense of style, and your beautifully color-coded notes. You capture hearts with your smile, and you never fail to make anyone laugh with your stupidly funny puns and nonsense. To put it simply, Armin is a bit different - well, you could say nerdy. Quiet, polite, and has as much passion for the world as he does intelligence. Always heavily invested in school and studying as you could almost always find his nose in between the pages of a book or study guide. Poor Armin - not known for his sweet personality or his above average intelligence. Definitely not known for his sense of style but always comes to class dressed in a rather dashing blazer and keeps a couple Kleenex tissues in his left pocket. Armin barely has any friends, - if any - but he always makes sure to hold the door open for strangers, smile at teachers when entering the classroom, and send you a “Happy Birthday!” text every year.

Some things don’t fade - like Armin’s feelings for you even after you two grew apart and he was forced to watch you from the sidelines. How could he not be so deeply in love with you? When you two were close, you coddled up with each other and read books about the ocean, learning about sharks and so naively believing in the theory of Atlantis. You stayed over at each other’s houses and studied together as well as comforted each other if one of you didn’t do as well as you expected on a test. You used to braid his long blond locks as he told you stories about his grandfather. During the summers, you would use chalk to draw a picture of you two on the blistering sidewalks outside his house, and he would give you handmade bookmarks as a present. Even though you two have grown apart, he is still in love with you, watching you laugh from far away. The way your eyes squint out of happiness and the sound of your hearty laughter makes his body heat up and his cheeks rosy. The way you sometimes send him “Good luck!” texts for when there’s a big test in a class you both are taking makes him smile with teary eyes since it seems that you have in fact not forgotten about him and his intense anxiety when it comes to test-taking. The way you ran up to Armin and gripped his arm when you unexpectedly saw him in the campus coffee shop that one time sent a euphoric tingle throughout his body that made him forget how to breathe properly. How could he not love you when you were always there for him, when you remembered every personal detail he told you during late-night childhood sleepovers, when you tried your best to make him love himself? Armin wants so badly to tell you how important you are to him, how he wants to protect you from everything bad in the world, how he wants to wrap his arms around you and listen to your heartbeat… you are just so hard to reach. He is a nerd, a loser, and you are so popular, surrounded by endless amounts of friends… he’s sure your contacts are completely full and DMs flooding with people who are interested in you and are a lot better than him. What was the point in even trying?

Luckily for Armin, you feel the same way. To be honest with yourself, your stupid jokes, loud laughter, and wide smiles were really just a cover-up for how deeply sad you are. No matter how many friends you have or instant messages you receive from strangers online, you feel incredibly alone because none of them are him. Popularity doesn't matter to you anymore - you just miss your best friend so terribly. You missed walking on the beach together, splashing each other with the salty waves, making study-flashcards together, and being able to touch his beautiful blond hair whenever you wanted. Armin’s birthday is coming up, and you want to make your move and do something big for him that would let him know how special he is to you. This time, it wouldn’t involve loads of friends or a loud party with that overly social and fake personality of yours.

You text Armin: “Hey Armin! We haven’t talked in awhile, but your birthday is this Saturday, and I would like to meet up with you. Are you free to go to the beach on Saturday? I want to give you a present, and I just want to catch up with you. I miss my friend!”

Armin read the text with relief. Even if he couldn’t have you the way he wanted, he still wanted more than anything to reconnect with his old friend. “It’s good to hear from you, y/n! I have no plans for Saturday, so of course we can meet up… around 7pm if that’s okay. I want to watch the sunset! And I miss you too…”

Saturday:

It is November, which means it’s cold. At the beach in November? Even colder, so you make sure to dress warmly.

It is 6:59pm, and you trudge through the moist sand, the harsh wind bearing itself against your face making the tip of your nose turn a bright pink as you grip your hoodie close to your body. In the distance, you see Armin sitting on the sand, shoes off and wearing a dark green sweatshirt with a black beanie. Sitting next to him was his backpack - of course he was the type to bring his school work with him while you always brought your violently vibrating phone with you everywhere.

You release a tired breath as you sit next to him in the sand, setting the bag of presents down beside you and keeping your cold hands in your hoodie pocket. A big smile is on your face as you ask him: “Aren’t you cold, Armin? Why don’t you have your shoes on?!” Armin laughs as he turns his face toward you. At this point, you can see how red his cheeks really are, and this is really the first time you’ve noticed how handsome he actually is. The softness of his blond eyelashes beautifully contrast with the sharpness of his jawline. His smile is soft, and his deep blue eyes pierce into yours. “Hahaha, I don’t know. I just haven’t been to the beach in a long time…” he trails off. “It’s ‘cuz you’re so popular now that you don’t have time to hang out with me,” he states in a playfully butt-hurt tone though you can sense that he is indeed a little upset about it. The waves hitting the shore fill the awkward silence between you two. “I know,” you softly say, “but I think about you all the time. I miss you, and I hope we can be close friends again,” you confess. Armin feels his heart flutter when you say that you miss him. He wants to tell you he loves you and wants to reassure you that he’d always be there for you, but instead he pats you on the back. “It’s okay! I was just joking,” he awkwardly laughs. “Of course we are friends, and I hope we can be even closer too.”

He glances to your side. “What’s in the bag?” he inquires. “Oh!” you exclaim, seemingly as if you forgot about it. You rush to give him the bag and shove it into his arms. “It’s just some stuff I got you for your birthday.”

He rummages through it, going through the endless amount of tissue paper on the top. He pulls out a light blue sweater first.

“It’s almost winter, so I figured I’d give you something warm. I think this color…” you pause and hesitantly reach up to adjust his beautiful blond bangs, “... would look good on you.”

You both make eye contact for a second and quickly look away from each other. “Haha, it’s beautiful, y/n. Thank you!” You are just about to say ‘no problem’ before he is quickly taking off his green sweatshirt and replacing it with the light blue one, his very toned abs peeking through the plain white t-shirt he had on underneath the sweatshirt. You feel your cheeks grow warm and instantly look away. Armin notices and chuckles to himself. He would honestly never mind if you wanted to look at them or even touch them.

“Now, onto the second one,” you say, trying to change the subject. Armin pulls out two matching, homemade bracelets that feature a seashell on both of them. He looks at them silently and intently.

“I made matching bracelets!” you say proudly. “They’re like friendship bracelets, so we both have to wear them all the time! You aren’t allowed to take it off!” you joke.

“They’re so pretty, y/n,” he whispers as he stares at the shells, a sparkle in his eyes. He immediately puts it on and gently takes your wrist to put yours on.

“There,” he says contently, carefully placing your wrist in your lap.

You two sit silently next to each other, shoulders brushing against one another and watching the waves as the sun casts a dull orange and purple glow across the sky. The sounds of waves crashing against the shore and the squawking birds in the sky cancel out the noises of Armin softly crying.

Once you notice, you quickly snap your head around. “Armin, are you okay?” you ask, extremely worried.

“Thank you for the presents, y/n,” he sniffles. “You have always done stuff like this for me,” Armin continues as he gets flashbacks of you two running across the beach and gawking at beautiful seashells, telling jokes to each other in grade school when it was supposed to be reading time, and making funny drawings of each other. “I’ve never told you thank you - for being there for me and comforting me all those times, and just letting me be myself. It’s been such a long time since we’ve done anything together. I miss making you laugh, and I miss going to the library with you and asking you about your day.”

At this point, you feel like crying too because you feel the exact same. You spent so much of your life wanting to fit in, and you finally became popular but at what cost? You nearly forgot about the most important person to you, the one person that actually cares about you.

“I love you,” Armin suddenly blurts out, a tear running down his face. “I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine,” he says so quietly that it’s borderline pathetic. You swear your heart stopped when he said that. You feel a burning sensation all along your body as you forget about the cold air hitting your face, and you feel your breathing stop. The uncertainty you felt that kept you awake every night about whether Armin thought of you the same, all the self-doubt, all the guilt about leaving your friend behind, had been erased in an instant.

The silence between you two is unbearably awkward, and with confidence you seemingly pull out of nowhere, you throw yourself onto Armin’s lips, your arms enclosing his broad shoulders, and both of you falling sideways into the wet sand. Armin, at first shocked, passionately kisses back and links onto your soft lips. The tips of your noses are cold, but you both eventually succumb to each other's warmth. You both pull away to catch some breath. Armin gently wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer to him as you bury your head in the crook of his neck. Even after all this time, he still smells the same - vanilla and cedarwood. “I love you too,” you softly say. Noticing that you both are practically wallowing in the sand by now, you apologize. “Also, sorry I ruined your new sweatshirt. There’s sand all over it,” you laugh.

“Oh, it’s okay,” he reassures, shyly placing a kiss on your forehead. “Want to watch the sunset with me?” You nod your head enthusiastically, a smile you couldn’t help leave your lips.

“Oh, fuck,” you quitely exclaim.

“What’s wrong?” Armin asks in a concerned tone.

“I forgot I have an essay due at 11:59 tonight.”

Armin busts out laughing - a sound you wouldn’t mind hearing for the rest of your life even though he’s laughing at your poor planning.

“When the sun finally sets, we can go back to my dorm, and I can help you with it if that’s alright with you,” he politely offers.

“Sure!” you happily reply.

You both sit up and face the horizon. The sun was almost gone, and the sky was a heavenly pink color while the sea began to look indigo. Your hands were linked with Armin’s, and for the first time in a long time, you felt warm despite the air getting cooler.

Getting ready to go to Armin’s dorm, he grabs his backpack and his dark green sweatshirt. You get up and check your phone, not at all caring that you have nearly fifty missed text messages and missed calls asking why you didn’t come to the weekly campus party.

You finally have all that you need.

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#armin arlert #armin x reader #aot x reader

[lxstfulbeans]

*Busts in with a plastic bag of crack* You want some crack, kids? I’ll give it to ya! 🥸 So Y/N forgot where she placed her phone at and her crush decides to call her phone to help hear the ringtone so she can find it better. However, Y/N forgot that she uses funny ass ringtones for said crush and even has funny contact pics/names for them in her phone. Said songs are “Something about you girl” by Ice JJ Fish, “Wap” but with Carl Wheezer’s voice, “Interior Crocodile Alligator”, and the NFL theme song. I would love to see head cannons of this for Hawks, Dabi, Aizawa and Bakugo.

“Something about you girl” - Hawks. He’s saved as “KFC” and his contact pic is of him making the light skin face that sent y/n to orbit (he thought she deleted it cuz it’s cringy)

“Wap” - Dabi. He’s saved as “Patchy the Pirate” and his pic is a blurred image of him chasing Y/N.

“Interior crocodile alligator” - Aizawa. He’s saved as “Dad of 20” and his pic is of him laying face first in his sleeping bag

“NFL Theme song” - Bakugo. He’s “Boom Boom Pomeranian” and his pic is of a Pomeranian with his hair photoshopped on it.

I know they’ll give some funny reactions! They’ll look at sis confused and she’ll just go “See about that...” and book it when she takes her phone. This idea had me busting my pancreas 💀💀💀

Bruh I- 💀 I’m literally hearin these damn audios as I’m reading this ask, I’m rolling. This is the best 😂

— 3. 2. 1. ACTION!! —

HEADCANON: Y/N loses her phone and forgets that she saved crack-fuelled pictures and ringtones assigned to her crush.

KEIGO TAKAMI [HAWKS]:

You were losing your fucking mind at this point.

Where the fuck could you have misplaced your cellphone?? You had to meet your homegirls at the club for girls night, PRONTO!!

Keigo raised a brow as he walked in on you basically tearing apart your living room for your phone, almost crying from frustration. “Whoa, kid. Ya lose something?” He had the nerve to ask when it was clearly the case.

Sure, there was a whole lotta things to love about this bird-man, but that smartass attitude was gonna get slapped outta him.

“dId yOu lOsE sOmeThInG- YES FOOL MY DAYUM PHONE!!” You huff, throwing another couch cushion on the floor before you fell to the floor in exhaustion. “I got to meet the girls for girls night in twenty minutes, and I can’t find my phone!” You briefly explain.

You heard him chuckle, pulling out his own phone. “Okay, okay, calm down, kid. It ain’t the end of the world, y’know. I’ll just call it and we’ll listen out for the ringtone.” He says, scrolling for a bit before finding your contact, pressing the call button and..

That’s when y’all heard it.

“THERE’S SOMETHIN’ ABOUTCHA GURLL! THAT JUST MAKES MY HEAD WANNA TWIRL!!”

Your ringtone went off under the couch, making Keigo look at you with the most confused face ever, his wings puffing up as he looked at you, yet you couldn’t stop laughing as he used one of his feathers to drag the phone from under the couch.

“What the hell, kid?? I though you deleted this cringey ass selfie!” He whined, looking at the contact photo of him making that dumbass lightskin face that had you howling the other day. “And what the hell is this ringtone?? AND YOU SAVED ME AS KFC??”

“BRUH I CAN’T BREATHE SHUT UPP—“ You screech as you curl up, tears pricking your eyes as you roll on the floor. Keigo couldn’t help but snicker, rolling his eyes at you as he got you off the floor, “Okay, you got some explaining to do.”

“Well, you see, what had happened was-“ You begin, trying to hold back your laughter before snatching your phone and purse, running out of the door. “I’ll see you later, KFC!! I’m running late!”

DABI:

“Aw, damn! Where in the entire hell did I put my phone??” You groaned.

Of course, this wasn’t the first time you lost your phone and you swore it would’ve been the last. But, you were so caught up on multitasking with so much shit you wanted to get out of the way, you completely forgot about your phone.

You sighed as you now have to tear apart the lounge that you JUST straightened up, making this much worse than it had to be.

“Hey, little mouse. What’s with all the whining and hollering for?”

“I can’t find my phone, I’ve been all up in y’all raggedy-ass lair lookin’ for my shit so I can bounce!” You say with an eye roll as you placed your hands on your hips, clearly not in the mood for the bullshit right now.

“Okay, calm down. It’s just a phone, I can just call it and you can listen out for the ringtone.” He said with a sigh as he brought out his phone, dialing your number and waiting for the tone to play. The two of you went from room to room, getting more anxious everytime the phone went to voicemail. You were visibly going to cry, there was no way that you could’ve left your phone anywhere that WASN’T in the LOV Lair.

“I swear, if you start crying, I won’t let you live it down.” You hear Dabi mumble to you as you both entered the last room, dialing your number one last time until...

“NYEOW FROM THE TOP, MAKE IT DROP, THAT’S A WHAP. BRING A BUCKET AND A MOP, THAT’S WHAP”

Your phone was jamming out on a chair, Dabi looking at you like you just committed a grave sin while the ringtone played. The longer he stared at you, wanting an explanation, you can’t help but burst into laughter as you crawl to your phone, and let the tone finish.

You just hoped that your crush was still going to hang out with you after this crackhead mishap.

“MACARONI IN A POT, THAT’S A WHAP. JIMMYY”

Dabi was literally at a loss for words, (lookin’ a lil like confused bakugou rn 👀) as you wheezed in laughter. “[Y/N]... what in the fuck was that?” He asked, you can tell he was serious from how low and menacing your name was said. You were either about to run for your life or die laughing.

“And why the fuck is my name, “Patchy The Pirate”? And what the hell is this photo?” He asked again. Man, was it getting hot in there or was it just you?

“Well, you see here, uh- MOINK!” You shout, howling in laughter as you were chased around the building. Kurogiri shaking his head in disappointment.

SHŌTA AIZAWA (DADDY. ERASERHEAD):

“Oh no.”

“Oh, no...”

“Oh, no no no no no..”

This cannot be happening, this CANNOT be happening right now. Lord have mercy, please let today not be the day.

“Goddamn it, where’s my phone?!”

Yep, your phone. Your new phone that Shōta got for your birthday, who you also had a huge crush on but would never tell that to ANYONE. You promised yourself that you wouldn’t lose this phone, it was definitely the most precious thing ever.

“Fuuuuck!” You whined, already on the verge of panicking while your tore apart your room for that birthday gift. “Hey, what’s all this racket for? I’m trying to sleep.” said your friend, roommate, and crush, Shōta.

“I-I’m just lookin’ for somethin’, Shō! Sorry for all this noise..” you mumbled an apology as you continued your search, swinging your arm around underneath the bed.

“You lost your phone, didn’t you, [Y/N]?”

DAMN, he catches on quick for somebody who sleeps 25/8. Maybe it’s because you don’t really have trouble looking for stuff unless it’s something really important to you.

You sighed, the embarrassment and disappointment washing over you as you laid in defeat on the floor. “Yeah.. I can’t find it..” you mumbled.

The older man sighed, cracking his neck as he got out his phone. “Okay, just calm down. I’ll call it and we’ll just listen out for your ringtone, okay? If we can’t hear it, we’ll track it.”

God, why was he so hot when he took responsibility? You couldn’t help but sit up and nod at his words as he scrolled through his contacts until he found your name, confirming the call until..

“INTERIOR CROCODILE ALLIGATOR. I DRIVE A CHEVROLET MOVIE THEATER.”

Your phone blasted the same line over and over, as hard as you tried to contain it, you couldn’t help but screech in laughter when you looked up to see Shōta’s disturbed, confused, and concerned face as he picked up your phone from underneath your dresser.

“”Dad of 20”?? What the hell type of name is that?” He asked, the iconic sleeping bag worm as his contact photo. The joke behind it was the fact that he was a whole teacher at U.A. You always thought it was cute that he was basically a father figure to those future heroes.

Plus, you wouldn’t stop joking about them being his, “lil chilrens”.

“Aight, aight. I wanna thank you for finding my phone, I promise not to lose it again!” You quickly say, trying to creep out of the room until you were confined with his capture weapon.

“I’m not done with you yet.”

Fuck..

KATSUKI BAKUGOU:

“Hey, dumbass! Hurry up, or we’ll miss the movie!”

Damn, damn, damn!! You can’t believe you just lost your phone right now, you could’ve sworn you left it on your bed before you started fixing your hair in the bathroom.

“Shit, shit! Bakugou, can you help me find my phone real quick? Pretty please?” You call out to him, really anxious because you were really looking forward to this movie and you could not miss a second of it!

“Ugh, are you serious?? What did I tell you about keeping up with your shit!” He groaned, getting out his phone as he dialed your number and listened to the trill.

“I know, I know! I promise I’ll be more careful!” You say as you listened out for it, only to pull aside your blankets to see your vibrating phone with the ringtone on blast.

Oh yes, the NFL Theme. What made you lose your shit was Bakugou’s flabbergasted facial expression as he looked down at your contact photo and nickname for him.

You couldn’t help but cackle as you saw a vein pop out, popping hands reaching out for you. “Hey! What the fuck is this shit?? Imma show you a pomeranian!” He shouted.

“Katsu! Katsu! Relaaaxx!! You know you’re my bestie and I love you, but we got a movie to catch so let’s do this later fam.” You snicker, trying to calm yourself down as you yoinked your phone and took off out the door with your purse.

“OH, JUST WAIT UNTIL WE GET BACK HOME!”

— END SCENE —

Sorry that Bakugou’s was kinda short! But, hope you enjoyed these!

#poc writers #bakugou x black reader #aizawa headcanons #bakugou headcanons #hawks headcanons #dabi headcanons #bnha x poc!reader #poc reader

[aquariusshadow]

Live!Blogging Legacies s4x6

aight lets see what this week's ep has in store

lesssss go

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5 seconds in and i already fell back in love with hope mikaelson

ooooooooo cleope scene

nevermind everyone's there

daaang thats some video game levels of shockwaves

so

this isnt real right

this is some sort of mind dive thing?

cuz there's no way all o

HOLY FUCK

THERE WENT THE HEAD

yea ok this isn't real

.......

yup

ok

i was right i was right i was right

are we in class now

what class is this???

ethan: *turns invisible for the billionth time*

MG: yep that's my boy...

"The secrets of Alaric Saltzman" okay

omfg i forgot about landon/malilandon? and ted in limbo

ooooooooo finch and cleo scene

this is a cute scene i like it

omfg the smiley face

that thing's creepy

uh

clarke

family

two weeks

sorry my mind just kinda

went blank at this

CLARKEY

OH MY GOD

CLARKEY

also her hair oh my god

i love hope's facial expressions in that scene

hey hey hey it's not his fault he can't have dairy

doesn't mean his stomach is "fragile"

lmaooooo

i related way to hard to that im sorry hahaha

uh who tf is that

ok ig we aren't finding out yet

oh my gooooooooood "ryan...baby...come back to bed..."

hope you're killing me

SHE JUST YEETED HIS PHONE

jdhfladjlhfasdf

"wade. you're dead. walk it off"

ok so who is this british sir

cmon yall i need a name

british!chad?

oscar

there we go

a name

i...honestly really don't care

daaaaaaaaang lizzie okay

if lizzie does become a heretic she's gonna be so powerful

im getting strong gay vibes with tedxoscar and now im vibing

caaaaaaaaaaaan you feeeeeeeeeeel the looooooooooove tonight

so help me

i really can't help but feel so bad for lizzie

like obviously she shouldnt be doing this

but

idk empathy man :(

daaaaang cleo

good job

so was that the white oak stake or something brand new?

didn't tvd say that the first emotion that comes back is anger? and legit last episode hope showed serious signs of being genuinely angry?

im just sayin

clarke has a point

hmmmm im gonna assume trudy was just showing normal signs of excessive curiousity on this particular topic

cuz who could blame her for wanting to know everything...right?.......

"when your sister's around there's no room for you to be messed up" *sideeyes dark josie*

like ok to a point i agree with finch

but

we literally spent a whole season with dark josie because of dark josie not because of lizzie

idk maybe my memory is scuffy here

well hi alaric

--

No thoughts head empty just Tribrid!Hope. 

Fr tho...I don’t have a lot to say either? I’m just feeling particularly empathetic to Lizzie and I ended up really enjoying Hope’s dynamic with Clarke.

I wonder when things are gonna hit that peak again ahaha

Oh also....TedxOscar rights.

#legacies #live!blogging legacies #legacies s4x6 #hope mikaelson #lizzie saltzman #josie saltzman #ryan clarke #tribrid hope